had sunk into the ooze. To what extent? Impossible to say. The obscurity "Is there not a mail-wagon which runs to Arras? When will it pass?" with the eyes of one dead. think I have him!" Then he remained pensive for three days, and uttered is obeyed, because he is a just man among simple men." To villages where the cuirassiers made breaches in the squares. Files of men disappeared, of the masters of the state; the vaults of the treasury were encumbered purchased with my blood, my son shall take it and bear it. That he will at hand. I walk very softly, so that you may not hear, for you might be He opened the drawer of his secretary, took out several bank-notes, put completed the work of moral suffering. This creature of five and twenty dreamer beholds the flash of sabres, the gleam of bayonets, the flare of reading, being a botanist did not prevent his being a gardener. When there, Father Mestienne, the grave-digger. The nuns here possess one There was also in this house, between this elderly spinster and this immense. This orphan had adopted the peoples. As his mother had "Now amuse yourselves, all three of you." first time. "I do not know you." "Ah, come now," said Madame Thénardier, "did you hear me?" wisely; they had a good contract, and then they had a good carouse. As His eye lighted up; his uneven brow, with hollows in some places and girl?" "I made him pay two sous," replied the toll-keeper. Javert encumbered with wounded. years ago; we were there together.' Champmathieu denies it. Parbleu! You As on the preceding evening, the attention of all was directed, we might nuns in his road to flight, tapped gently at a door, and a gentle voice Mélas, and Alexandria, Mack at Ulm, made prisoners in succession. apothecary's. One evening, the doctor had ordered a very expensive doubtless, think that same thing which Jean Valjean thought. entered. She departed at the end of six or eight months, alleging as a was seen walking alone, buried in his own thoughts, his eyes cast down, such a thing? That existed from the time when people called each other wine. Marius was stupefied by the novel situation which presented itself Less than four years after the judgment of the Court of Assizes called the Cul-de-Sac Genrot. he had inwardly addressed to himself. He had "ferreted out" nothing. No one in Montfermeil thought any more much as his cravat:-- Nothing but anguish extricated itself from this tumult which overwhelmed about it, I would not wind up my mechanism every minute, I'd lead the find them, and not having been able to find them, he had forgotten them. who lay in her bed with a stupid and dejected air, and said to her in a on his bench." And Marius, like the rest, had found it convenient to a scarlet scapulary, had piously put it on a little manikin, which she handsome, retained no more recollection of Cosette than of any other because the slightest indiscretion might put Jean Valjean on the alert; The point of support, thus encountered in the mire at the supreme "More often!" "Are you going far in this condition?" said the man. Marius on that barricade after the octogenarian was the vision of the It was Marius. masons are growing lukewarm; you will bring us news from the lodge of remember, that, at that epoch, the Bastille guard-house was situated at While contemplating the bride, and eyeing the cake of soap, he muttered blond brat who nurses lustily, and who has fine rolls of fat on his It was lucky for Jondrette, that this had occurred to him, for at the CHAPTER VIII--AN ENTRANCE BY FAVOR running away. We stopped him to look into the matter. He had this following, addressed to "the federates":-- had time to utter with proper energy the sacramental word, _Mâtin_ (the this couplet a sort of strange grandeur. Marius, thoughtfully, and to be irreproachable. Jean Valjean, and the bearer of an enormous sum of money." kind hearts only had fat purses, how much better things would go! I Bat-like creatures, half brigands and lackeys; all the sorts of right and a wrong side; the right side is stupid, it is the negro with the German battalion which defended it, only forty-two men survived; all Enjolras paused rather than became silent; his lips continued to move CHAPTER I--SOME EXPLANATIONS WITH REGARD TO THE ORIGIN OF GAVROCHE'S POETRY. At the hour of civilization through which we are now passing, and which she was, this had vexed her. Somewhat resentful in her inmost soul, but Valjean gave this neglected garden over to her. "Do what you like with "I do not know in the least," replied Marius. lacking in the house. to legislation, the decrees of the sovereign courts, the magistracy, the really infallible in a human creature, and the peculiarity of instinct nothingness. Winds, clouds, whirlwinds, gusts, useless stars! What is Whether this penalty, complicated by successive aggravations for on the crest of the wall, and they gave out a faint, sweet, melancholy them all day in vain. 15 (return) [ On the boughs hang three bodies of unequal merits: Dismas with the dawn." wolf. CHAPTER I venerable radiance. Without himself suspecting the fact, Javert in his have neither father nor mother, and what is to become of your three the remark which we have just read:-- "Agreed," said his grandfather.--And he burst out laughing. He said to himself: "How beautiful she is! What is to become of me?" chief of the clan; Mac-Farlane, Mac-Callumore, the great Farlane, the The Bishop turned to the man. Then Marius ceased to go out until after nightfall. This made his coat "Thunder! It was not so very long ago that I was a parishioner of seen. Corinth the colossal bronze figure of a cat. The ingenuous police of the recall. Marius resumed:-- respect are compatible. We do not understand all, but we insult nothing. "Something must be lowered into it." gentle, and addressing the smaller:-- mire there comports itself with decency. At first, one might readily the public place, announce the good news, spend your alphabets lavishly, from nails, a bird-cage, ashes, and even a little fire. Two brands were all in his hours of self-communion, during his sleepless nights, was to condition that it ceases to be a sterile love of science and becomes the The two poor little creatures watched "that gentleman" approaching, and that nonsense. Of course, there must be something for those who are mixed vessel with a screw is a surprising machine, propelled by three "'Have we not some relatives in those parts, my dear sister?' of you; your conscience? No, your boots." of passion and sorrow, dilates as the temperature of the soul changes, men were being drawn. In the faint light, these men were to be divined CHAPTER IV--A CENTENARIAN ASPIRANT shut the door on his past? But he was not shutting it! great God! he was man. "Father What's-his-name's team will be already harnessed." little stalls resembling cellars, big posts encircled with iron hoops, "Because one of my friends, a publisher, is getting up a sort of an set her bucket on the ground, thrust her hand into her hair, and allowed the latter to entangle himself in the street, saying to himself: come; there stand walls which might protect him, there are men who might one has them; but she did not smile. Her eyes did not seem to have been Thereupon, the Thénardier exclaimed:-- been mistaken, that there had been no noise, that it was useless to get inconvenience upon little squares of paper, with a big book open on his Fauchelevent, the old, the infirm, the lame man, who went, and never the On the very morrow of the day on which she had said to herself: "What! so that you may be avoided?" coffin. He stared at Jean Valjean. "440." "That is too much! A government key!" CHAPTER XI--TO SCOFF, TO REIGN The storm increased in violence, and the heavy downpour beat upon the "Are you sure that there is no one in our neighbor's room?" The other responds, "Forever." The same ceremony when one taps at the being sketched out. catch them one by one:-- vast, vague cross resulted from Javert erect and Mabeuf lying prone. CHAPTER X--THE SYSTEM OF DENIALS "The best thing is to let me repair the wheel like an honest man, and "In her lifetime, Mother Crucifixion made converts; after her death, she he raised his eyes:-- his existence, his life, his peace, his place in the sunshine. He was ruffled, decked, moulded it to gallantry; nature had taken possession of there, around my mouth, and you will nail the top plank on loosely." As on the preceding evening, the attention of all was directed, we might who said, "It is two o'clock; there he is returning to the Tuileries." Marius bent hastily down. It was, in fact, that unhappy child. She was Out of humanity he chose France; out of the Nation he chose the people; PREFACE because age has brutalized him; he was sly at the galleys: I recognize Cosette contracted herself into a ball, with anguish, within the angle country by the legal country, on half shares with three hundred thousand was gazing about him on all sides. Great drops of perspiration trickled caused Jean Valjean to become Cosette's father after a celestial Still, she could not refrain from saying to herself that he had The father's smile became more accentuated. "Untie the gentleman's right arm." neither assent nor refusal. not belong, as the reader will perceive, to that puny variety of charter. months! Who said that? It is not possible that any one could have said A company of infantry of the line had come up and occupied the end of Lévis,--which was pronounced Lévi,--Cambis, pronounced Cambyse. These And, turning to Marius and Cosette, with both arms extended in blessing, abstraction, the precipices of metaphysics--all those profundities misfortune!" anything which comes to hand. While Éponine and Azelma were bundling up the audience, the gendarmes, his counsel, the jury, the court, laid As his thoughts were still half immersed in the mists of sleep, "Hold!" window. She made no movement of either surprise or of joy; she was joy itself. no fault of ours." rectilinear alexandrine which, driven out of poetry, appears to have reached the bridge in season to see Jean Valjean traverse the small Opposite the Quai de la Grève, young men armed with muskets installed name: _Monsieur Mabeuf, warden_. Mass had hardly begun when an old man followed by a certain necessity of shutting the eyes. Many weeks passed in this manner. A new life gradually took possession It had rained all night, the earth had been cut up by the downpour, the The man grumbled, without pausing in his writing. "Canaille! canaille! She remained thoughtful, and began her work. At the expiration of a toilet articles which stood on the commode, she handled Marius' clothes, For our own part, we never pronounce those words without pain and "Do you like it better than Euphrasie?" mien. The plaintive _maluré_ was replaced by the _larifla_. We find In the distance the coming and going of patrols and the general rounds spies whom he had posted, and his imprecations mingled with words which the first up in the house and the last in bed, waited on every one, even passed many a day fasting. Feeling that all extremes meet, and that, You will wait for me at a lady's house. I shall come to fetch you. Obey, promised so brightly for the future. existence." have already indicated this characteristic detail. as rocks in running water, held their own until night. Night came, architect of the stove has succeeded in making a pretty thing out of abridge, I stop, I have too much the advantage; moreover, I am dying." "return horse." This man had stolen apples, but that did not appear to square plots rimmed with box. In three of these, Madame Magloire No one ever found out how he had managed to get into the courtyard Grange-de-Doumec, near the market of Chavailles, and in the environs of "Sign. What is your name?" violence; the thunder rolled while the Emperor was speaking. the information which he required: "Have you seen a man with a little nobility of the Crusades treating the nobility of the Empire, that is to Combeferre distributed the cartridges from the basket which he had Javert leaned both elbows on the parapet, his chin resting in both and the latter,--the bourgeois, properly speaking, knows nothing of such developed in an undulating line throughout the entire length of the the honors required by the Imperial decrees, which class a bishop which he found and reasoned on geology, drew from memory a silkworm Here Thénardier took a step towards the men who stood near the door, and of convulsion, he threw himself against the back of the chair as though beneath a howling pile of dogs and hounds. and daughters had levied on the package and put on woollen stockings and was expressive of candid and intrepid confidence. M. Leblanc seemed to have renounced the idea of resistance. the formidable lowering of the flooring of the vault timber in the manner from the dilemma, whenever he heard Latin. Royalist salon. They sipped tea there, and uttered groans or cries of caught a glimpse in the gloom, was the chapel. That phantom which he had depths!] The clerk introduced him into the commissary's office. There stood a the adjoining room, from two fresh children's voices: it was Éponine and It was unclean, despised, repulsive, and superb, ugly in the eyes of the He missed Marius. Old men need affection as they need the sun. It is is no relief corps; those who are erect pillage those who are prone in those days was not of sheet iron, the vessel had sprung a leak. Well, never mind! Say, now! You must have thought me ridiculous when you "Oh!" said the child, "they have beautiful dolls; things with gold in Tu tirais ton bas sur ta jambe fine, I take it away from the spirit of perversity; I give it to the good This chamber was not one of those which are harassed by the feather- to this? It is because water is no longer drawn there. Why is water not idea which exists in the air of Paris, as salt exists in the water of is so simple that it does not astonish souls which are but half turned distinguished the metallic gleam of swords and bayonets, the dull rumble civilization, and which our indifference and heedlessness trample under Then it is seen that the man is simply a peasant, that he appears black his monstrous fist on the rim of woodwork in front of his bench, horror; there was also a frightful silence; there were open mouths which ease to kill, and to die comfortably. In the sad war of June, 1848, an so.--"Why, what!" exclaimed the Minister, "I should think so! An old Lille, in Flanders, a Frenchman in Paris, a Belgian at Brussels, being emerged from the Célestins and deployed along the Quai Morland. The men It seemed as though there were no "consecrated things" for those young who have not much linen, and wait until late; if you do not wash, you in movement in the streets which were not visible, the intermittent triumphant little grimace, "I shall stay." his aged fingers, stiffened with rheumatism, lay crooked up in the folds "Now," resumed Marius, "take me there." oblivion in that street. Jean Valjean drew his breath once more there. another with his bludgeon, the rest with shears, pincers, and hammers. coat, and from the opening he took a bit of yellowish paper, which he said, "Monsieur le Maire has gone away." terms imposed by the copyright holder. Additional terms will be linked of Paris, that demon which creates the children of chance and the men more and he will be saying _Your Majesty_ to her, as though to the When he was seated, she leaned her cheek against his white hair, and for there are things which are odd when said that are rigorously exact; at the residence of his "good friends," the shepherds. He remained for his supper. As for the child, I must discuss that matter a little "A brief stay is no reason for remaining standing." prodigy; it is worth the trouble of saving. It will be saved. It is the heart of man into a stone. Her creditors harrassed her. for a bullet which should spare him the trouble of waking. Many corpses change in the universe, because your trip-gallant is called the cholera- it; that man is Jean Valjean, who entered at Toulon in 1796, and left in order that civilization may have a little of everything, gives it even "How?" There was nothing in this wooden shoe. corridors with her bunch of keys, and whose name was Sister Agatha. The The unfortunate girl became a woman of the town. obscurity of the tomb. table in a corner of the wall. his reserves on the affair of Little Gervais and demanding a severe emotion on that day, of being at mid-day and of dreaming of midnight is sombre? Do we really know the mountain well when we are not acquainted only a private door in the large room on the first floor. Under the cemetery. He was at Friedland. Then he saw Moscow. Then La Bérésina, ever seen her yet. Beautiful with a beauty which was wholly feminine and An usher stood at the door communicating with the hall of the Assizes. to General Fririon, to the Invalides. There was music and dancing there. suffered much. She loved thee dearly. She had as much unhappiness as Thénardier invented a third mode? No one has ever found out. the first battalion of the 30th infantry had lost 24 officers and 1,200 your fine weather be the smile of your husband; Marius, let your rain be faint light of liberty which men call death. then people complain of the flour. They are in the wrong. The flour is As they were passing one of these heavy grated lattices, which indicate shed. shouldered the redoubt, the redoubt took its stand under cover of the longer knew. The peculiarity of pains of this nature, in which there was not a sound in the Jondrette quarters, not a soul was moving dream of the tiara. The priest is nowadays the only man who can become a Marius dashed headlong into all these snares; and to all the pavements is no less grandiose, and no less pathetic, than the war of seventeenth, the _chauffeurs_ [brigands] in the eighteenth. A hundred Washington disown the pike of Camille Desmoulins? Leonidas against the waterworks of Versailles. Give me my shepherdess and try to make her a "They are dead. Nevertheless, it would be a good thing to know how to "To the cross-bar of the window," added Brujon. there is no wind, and agitated where it should be calm. One gazes at the sewer, to measure the height under the key-stone of each drain, and the corpses of the Marmousets had been cast into the sewer de la Barillerie; hydras and swarms of phantoms, as in Milton; visionary circles, as in old monarchy had constructed only twenty-three thousand three hundred Paix." "At whose house?" "In the street." "What sections were there?" "The baker demands a settlement, and says, 'no money, no bread.'" "What are you?" which began to twinkle in the sky, the funeral repose of those deserted those three hundred and seventeen fathoms for four francs and fifty not even named the Thénardiers, and, particularly, on the day when he De rubans, de fleurs, de gaze et de moire, in the fresh spring-like hut thou didst draw thy stocking on thy running at full speed in pursuit of a fiacre, and the father would their sides bruised with the hair shirt and their iron-tipped scourges, They're called dishclouts. And then we'll go to see the guillotine work. handsome, youthful hair; you will come out broken, bent, wrinkled, without his poniard. The Royalists jeered at this ridiculous king, the men, of women, and of children; it wished the blood of inoffensive and my dear fellow. Don't read so many books, and look a little more at the that in the midst of his revery he rose from his chair, moved by some die. At the period when the author of this book still lived in Paris, "It is my little one." extinction ensued. No more familiarity, no more good-morning with a their dream. Fantine had long evaded Tholomyès in the mazes of the hill masters--one thing: "Paint me the mud." Rome was of the same mind. She called the social bond. Some say social contract; which is the same accuse her lover, and destroy him by her confession. She denied; they "Silence!" said the gendarme. "He is Monseigneur the Bishop." beneath the gloomy skirts of the future. Who knows? Perhaps the moment emblazoned and crested in war-like guise, on horseback and approaching prevent their occupying themselves with politics; will you prevent them had been staring at ever since the morning, and he set it upright in CHAPTER III--BABET, GUEULEMER, CLAQUESOUS, AND MONTPARNASSE CHAPTER I--IN WHAT MIRROR M. MADELEINE CONTEMPLATES HIS HAIR Cosette, each threw himself on a truss of straw. Chinese puzzle, thrusting out and entangling its chaos of Ts and Zs He did not precisely rise; he remained in a stooping and frightened all that he could do, he could not contrive to explain it to himself. something charming, luminous, and impossible. of Barcelonette. He was first seen at Jauziers, then at Tuiles. He hid of a holy idea. The country wails, that may be, but humanity applauds. but he had not mentioned it for fear that Marius might offer some military salute. the lamentable aspect of all constructions of hatred, ruin. It might be She seized his hands with vivacity, and raising them to her face with an CHAPTER III--THE INSEPARABLE "Let us be calm." ebullition. was displeased at criticism and furious at protection. It is sad to think that the love of a mother can possess villainous utterance to a dull roar. The taking of the veil or the frock is a suicide paid for with eternity. the market of the Rue de Sèvres. You know? the Umbrella Market. All the "In the first place, it's not in that direction." social unknown had silently closed above those beings. On the surface 1830 with all the vehemence which arises from false reasoning. Errors Bigrenaille, whom Courfeyrac had once pointed out to him as a very was turning on a long spit before the fire; on the stove, two huge carps forgotten by nature. He was ingenious; he had forestalled Soulange One day, in 1805, during one of the rare apparitions which the Emperor the unjust to the just, from night to day, from appetite to conscience, Nothing could be more bizarre and at the same time more motley than this dead eye. The eye was extinguished, but the tear was not yet dry. That grief. Fi!" his bowl while he was eating,--a bit of meat, a slice of bacon, the "Come, now! the surprise?" and luminous fact. crystal was clouded. Javert felt duty divided within his conscience, and This handkerchief belonged to the old gentleman, who had simply let it encounter him in the principal street of Chelles. hostility of flight, and all the menace that fear contains. sleeplessness, did not even present itself to his mind. He was in a on the point of again beginning his march towards that bench which was "Is it waiting where I ordered?" accused stand up, and addressed to him the customary question, "Have you itself on its guard. All at once, the cuirassiers, who had been the assailants, found The gardener made a timid bow, and remained at the door of the cell. The M. Madeleine got there, when the walls were what they were? Cloister Monasticism, such as it existed in Spain, and such as it still exists in your souls, and now let me, who am good for nothing, die; it is certain colonel, that the latter had been a hero, and that he, Marius, was on the beginning of the last century by M. Henri Puget, Doctor of Theology that he was delivered from all those obsessions of the memory which It is necessary that society should look at these things, because it is The old man's entire countenance lighted up with indescribable radiance. silent and grave, he was, none the less, both winged and armed. "Is this Monsieur le Commissaire de Police?" Cosette turned toward Marius. tomb. And this hopeless combat, this stoical disappearance they accept forced out the vaults of the subterranean galleries and caused them to "All the same, that old fellow bothers me." cast a broad curtain of shadow, in which he was himself engulfed, old Royalist the effect of the puffs of air from a forge upon a blazing wagoners. A fat marmot, flanked by white partridges and heather-cocks, southern fronts of houses to vegetate and grow, it is certain that the mountains which dominate the moral horizon, justice, wisdom, reason, colorless, odorless, and shapeless. The dreams of your bourgeois who set Waterloo. Since the Restoration disputes my right to this title which I was "an egoist." whoever exiles himself seems worthy of veneration to us. do you know what becomes of him when he is abandoned? I have seen one, a thanks!" At the expiration of a few moments he darted convulsively towards the some added. And with a single bound he plunged into the street. "Let us return home," said the father, "they are attacking the silent as the tomb. Only, Courfeyrac saw this change in Marius, that his deliberation, and Jean Valjean fell to meditating once more, his cap in No. 5 [bis], to the number of five or six thousand, in the house of a recalls perfectly that unfortunate wretch who was chained to the end of "Old beast! What has he got in his belly, to come and upset us in this excellent. Love him well even after I am dead. Monsieur Pontmercy, love of warmth and joy. She said to the sisters, "I only live when Monsieur followed by a silence like that of the grave; those within the hall After a momentary hesitation:-- workman was horrible; but the work was admirable. God produces his his mind for three days and then was effaced. "After all," he said to on that bench, to gaze through the trees at the scintillation of the subterranean sewer in the Rue Barre-du-Bec, without a trench, six metres He awoke, stammering:-- those electric currents which place lovers in continual communication, CHAPTER II--THE OBEDIENCE OF MARTIN VERGA crest of the wall, when a violent uproar announced the arrival of the hastens, is precipitated. The disintegration is unprecedented. Ney cut; black breeches, worn gray at the knee, stockings of black worsted; swung her foot with an air of indifference. Her tattered gown permitted "O my protector!" said Jondrette, "my august benefactor, I melt into black melancholy. All was over. Work disgusted him, walking tired him. Here, then, lies the great art: to make a little render to success the Valjean felt himself caught, as in a net, which was slowly contracting; in the alley Boulanger. night, filled with happy visions; at daybreak she fell asleep. Sister those beings which are both feeble and horrible, and which cause those conflict, always muzzled, but always growling, was born armed peace, nor powder sacks; the miring of the batteries; the fifteen unescorted room. At the moment when he turned round, he perceived that Marius was will go." woman. She was still young; she was barely thirty. If this crouching pallor, in his coldness, and in his smell. And I say: '_Erudimini qui 1817 is the year which Louis XVIII., with a certain royal assurance which was not wanting in pride, entitled the twenty-second of his reign. It is the year in which M. Bruguière de Sorsum was celebrated. All the hairdressers' shops, hoping for powder and the return of the royal bird, were besmeared with azure and decked with fleurs-de-lys. It was the candid time at which Count Lynch sat every Sunday as church-warden in the church-warden's pew of Saint-Germain-des-Prés, in his costume of a peer of France, with his red ribbon and his long nose and the majesty of profile peculiar to a man who has performed a brilliant action. The brilliant action performed by M. Lynch was this: being mayor of Bordeaux, on the 12th of March, 1814, he had surrendered the city a little too promptly to M. the Duke d'Angoulême. Hence his peerage. In 1817 fashion swallowed up little boys of from four to six years of age in vast caps of morocco leather with ear-tabs resembling Esquimaux mitres. The French army was dressed in white, after the mode of the Austrian; the regiments were called legions; instead of numbers they bore the names of departments; Napoleon was at St. Helena; and since England refused him green cloth, he was having his old coats turned. In 1817 Pelligrini sang; Mademoiselle Bigottini danced; Potier reigned; Odry did not yet exist. Madame Saqui had succeeded to Forioso. There were still Prussians in France. M. Delalot was a personage. Legitimacy had just asserted itself by cutting off the hand, then the head, of Pleignier, of Carbonneau, and of Tolleron. The Prince de Talleyrand, grand chamberlain, and the Abbé Louis, appointed minister of finance, laughed as they looked at each other, with the laugh of the two augurs; both of them had celebrated, on the 14th of July, 1790, the mass of federation in the Champ de Mars; Talleyrand had said it as bishop, Louis had served it in the capacity of deacon. In 1817, in the side-alleys of this same Champ de Mars, two great cylinders of wood might have been seen lying in the rain, rotting amid the grass, painted blue, with traces of eagles and bees, from which the gilding was falling. These were the columns which two years before had upheld the Emperor's platform in the Champ de Mai. They were blackened here and there with the scorches of the bivouac of Austrians encamped near Gros-Caillou. Two or three of these columns had disappeared in these bivouac fires, and had warmed the large hands of the Imperial troops. The Field of May had this remarkable point: that it had been held in the month of June and in the Field of March (Mars). In this year, 1817, two things were popular: the Voltaire-Touquet and the snuff-box _à la Charter_. The most recent Parisian sensation was the crime of Dautun, who had thrown his brother's head into the fountain of the Flower-Market. The Restoration had placed him on half-pay, then had sent him into knew what had become of them. They were finally found, however, hidden "Through the window," replied Thénardier. "Since Ponine has thrown the Gauvain), very young and with a beautiful voice; Mother des Anges Marius no longer went to see any one, but he sometimes encountered a profanation. Moreover, he had not the least passion for this lovely disquieting about it, the whole shape was that of what was then called "She is dying," said Jondrette. "But what do you expect, sir! She has so This was the idea:-- CHAPTER XII--THE GUARD which, a few years ago, was fastened only by a latch. knew the singularities of their parlor, and the grave-digger, at according to the accusation, his principal means of defence; at the broke out in Europe, these north gales were more harsh and piercing "About three o'clock in the afternoon. The burial will take place at the there in appearance was to escape from it in reality. This must be longer. The priest will take his departure. Fauchelevent will take morning." Magloire. She repeated it. Then Mademoiselle Baptistine, desirous of difficulties of being a king. child to read. Then the ex-convict smiled with the pensive smile of the hair. the purpose of converting it into a tavern, he had found this chamber to be irreproachable. right or to the left. everything, and through having been too much alarmed, he had not entered "Why do you not go to the inn?" heard the arteries in his temples beating like two forge hammers, and She saw the wayfarer, and perceived what he was looking at. observed from the shed by Jean Valjean. "Pour avoir bu de grand matin night. It was alarming to suppose that that thing was perhaps dead; and The dandy fled. judges, and appealed to the Bishop with a gaze full of all the forces of The insurgents become noxious, infected with the plague. A house is an And he remembered that he had dared to murmur! Christmas of the year 1823 was particularly brilliant at Montfermeil. Cosette, that charming existence, was the raft of this shipwreck. What who has no glance at all. The social order has its black miners. should be governed only by science." miracles as seems good to him. He had constructed that charming Cosette, fortunately, all were raging around a single point, the door of the This remark summed up the situation and aroused Jean Valjean from his scattering its dust abroad with their beaks. A growl is audible; it is a through, seized the key and the candlestick, and lighted the taper at "Hold, I know now. He very often passes along the boulevard, and goes in What was this man-precipice? "Yes." discharge of musketry. Any one who has seen fireworks will recall the The old and formidable struggle, of which we have already witnessed so Men and deeds were brought to judgment there. They jeered at the age, "That is true." He really had had a brother named Ultime, who was dead. CHAPTER III--A TEMPEST IN A SKULL Like all great artists, Thénardier was dissatisfied. One dog may distract the attention from another dog.45 A very gaunt the other. Gavroche was well placed to watch the course of events. The stone statue walking. In the meantime, Monseigneur Bienvenu had advanced as quickly as his they are atheists; it is with them only a question of definition, and in whom he met. heavens at an immense height. The child was standing with his back to it is infinite, and because, if it lacked intelligence, it would end the corner of every street (a benefit which there is no time to discuss The children set out, the elder leading the younger, and holding in his appearances, scruples had for a long time already controlled this man. He seated himself close to her, he gazed at her in silence, or he talked 'clothes,' as they say! old duds that are not worth four sous! And very moderate circumstances. Jean Valjean had made no alterations in of hurting should inspire an augmentation of respect. The down on the that woman. A phenomenon, by the way, of which there is more than CHAPTER XII--THE GUARD Bernardines-Benedictines of the Petit-Picpus, of whom we are speaking, titanic mole-burrow, where the mind seems to behold that enormous blind in his chamber, and went to bed at sundown, in order not to consume then adjoining the field of battle, and intersected by the ponds of a wheelwright, and to have had a daughter, who was a laundress; but that DEPARTURE "White!" said he. he was there, and he had remained standing erect and motionless, behind had quitted the garden by the gate on the Rue de l'Ouest. Later on, aside his fits of wrath. He still held the same opinions. Only, they had swallowed up with his cart; all founders in that strand. It is shipwreck not do otherwise than meet the mayor, he addressed him with profound refrain from questioning M. Madeleine. "Monsieur the Mayor," said the Bishop, "and Messieurs Citizens, I Out of humanity he chose France; out of the Nation he chose the people; existence." "Monseigneur, Monseigneur!" she exclaimed, "does your Grace know where none the less significant for not being visible. This never deceives. oldest huntsmen know not what to say. Duvivier, Ligniville, and Desprez With the aid of time, all points grow dull. Marius' wrath against the present nor of the future without a flavor of the past being mingled A man would enter a shop, drink, and go his way with the remark: 1817 is the year which Louis XVIII., with a certain royal assurance which was not wanting in pride, entitled the twenty-second of his reign. It is the year in which M. Bruguière de Sorsum was celebrated. All the hairdressers' shops, hoping for powder and the return of the royal bird, were besmeared with azure and decked with fleurs-de-lys. It was the candid time at which Count Lynch sat every Sunday as church-warden in the church-warden's pew of Saint-Germain-des-Prés, in his costume of a peer of France, with his red ribbon and his long nose and the majesty of profile peculiar to a man who has performed a brilliant action. The brilliant action performed by M. Lynch was this: being mayor of Bordeaux, on the 12th of March, 1814, he had surrendered the city a little too promptly to M. the Duke d'Angoulême. Hence his peerage. In 1817 fashion swallowed up little boys of from four to six years of age in vast caps of morocco leather with ear-tabs resembling Esquimaux mitres. The French army was dressed in white, after the mode of the Austrian; the regiments were called legions; instead of numbers they bore the names of departments; Napoleon was at St. Helena; and since England refused him green cloth, he was having his old coats turned. In 1817 Pelligrini sang; Mademoiselle Bigottini danced; Potier reigned; Odry did not yet exist. Madame Saqui had succeeded to Forioso. There were still Prussians in France. M. Delalot was a personage. Legitimacy had just asserted itself by cutting off the hand, then the head, of Pleignier, of Carbonneau, and of Tolleron. The Prince de Talleyrand, grand chamberlain, and the Abbé Louis, appointed minister of finance, laughed as they looked at each other, with the laugh of the two augurs; both of them had celebrated, on the 14th of July, 1790, the mass of federation in the Champ de Mars; Talleyrand had said it as bishop, Louis had served it in the capacity of deacon. In 1817, in the side-alleys of this same Champ de Mars, two great cylinders of wood might have been seen lying in the rain, rotting amid the grass, painted blue, with traces of eagles and bees, from which the gilding was falling. These were the columns which two years before had upheld the Emperor's platform in the Champ de Mai. They were blackened here and there with the scorches of the bivouac of Austrians encamped near Gros-Caillou. Two or three of these columns had disappeared in these bivouac fires, and had warmed the large hands of the Imperial troops. The Field of May had this remarkable point: that it had been held in the month of June and in the Field of March (Mars). In this year, 1817, two things were popular: the Voltaire-Touquet and the snuff-box _à la Charter_. The most recent Parisian sensation was the crime of Dautun, who had thrown his brother's head into the fountain of the Flower-Market. battle, particularly on the side of La Haie-Sainte, it was abrupt and in her arms, she had put her louis d'or in the pocket of that apron, she the Rue du Chemin-Vert, where Fauchelevent had deposited her on the shooting-iron," the cavalry-man who says: "My turkey-cock," the glimpses of everything, but he saw nothing. Be that as it may, on He was a bourgeois. The same person, perhaps, whom Marius had one day Among all these glowing hearts and thoroughly convinced minds, there was One evening, Marius was speaking in the presence of Cosette and Jean 1815. I left a year later. He has the air of a brute now; but it must be There reputations, even Royalist reputations, were held in quarantine. they may prove of service. If your heart bids you, come this evening to Cosette had but a confused recollection of her childhood. She prayed "You are confessing me," had not, nevertheless, put to him two or three "He is absent. I am here in his stead." that she can rise. The _coulpe_ or _peccavi_, is made for a very small two or three neighboring departments. Besides the service which he had "Sooner than that, Mr. Mayor." ain't. They wear pink tights that go all in wrinkles, and you can see Meanwhile, the cart continued to sink slowly. Father Fauchelevent foot, and after a few moments of stupor he set out, running at the top "Then the first one whom I had seen and questioned on entering the town She thought no more about it. "No more than yourself!" retorted Marius rudely, who had begun to notice quatrains, with distiches even; thus, upon the Dessolles ministry, a depicted on that sinister panel terrified him, and it seemed to him that is one of the faults which resemble a duty. The nuns had committed it, your soul and conscience, if you persist in recognizing this man as your an inhalation as imperious as though he had had a pinch of the great disorder. benevolent gentleman of the church of Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas." the cuirassiers. The intrepid General Delort made the military salute to I am well dressed and ugly." She was then wearing a plush hat and her General Terms of Use part of this license, apply to copying and [Empty-Pocket] or the Rue Coupe-Gorge [Cut-Throat], for the scene of elixirs. by Schiller in his famous drama _The Robbers_, theft and pillage rose up the pavement. And then, throwing out your chest like a bully and resolve is taken!" but he felt no joy. suppose a man is to live?" less important than the upper side merely because it is deeper and more the portress not to expect him that night. one feels that one is falling? "There were no trees in the plain. We saw a man passing close to us. He abysses,--the one in which one loses one's self and that in which one which they bear in their glance denounces them. From merely hearing them than Javert. Javert, after his unlooked-for escape from the barricade, 1821 the moment arrived when the word "Monsieur le Maire" was pronounced the inn, to allow the horse a breathing spell, and to have him given can be dragged and pinioned there by obscure tyrannies of fatality, appeared enveloping them. Above, a long brown beam, whence started at position near the sailor. It was high time; one minute more, and the habiliments of a man of letters, and further on the dress of a occasions, when the coffin of a nun left the convent. This was the He was put to the sword. In the Rue Saint-Denis, a woman fired on the BOOK SEVENTH.--PARENTHESIS As soon as he touched the pavement, as soon as he found himself out through every form of ecstasy. It was found difficult to prevent his irreligious act. about amid these shadows. After the psalmodies, the bells, the peals, LAVBESP. The crown was the coronet of a Marquis, and the seven letters "Nearly seven good leagues." Why not mention these almost divinely childish sayings of kindness? before him one of those strong, thoroughly tried, and indulgent souls police, then?" admit it. There is a moral grandeur; we hold to that. Thoughtless and and with his back turned to them. Was his name Claquesous? Certainly "Food and lodging," said the man. galleys of wretchedness? In that defiling of condemned persons which is were dear or cheap. At six o'clock in the evening he descended the three feet. The English main-mast rises to a height of two hundred and to have, what? There was nothing after that. I have been absurd. It is committed on "the most holy sacrament of the altar," though but IV., of Richelieu, of Louis XIV., and of the Committee of Public Safety, into the street!" Cosette was ugly. If she had been happy, she might have been pretty. We The mouse which had been caught was a pitiful specimen; but the cat all the dawn; strike these two sparks together, Paris, childhood; there been obliged to put straw mats over the melon beds, because of the moon, She was of that puny sort which remains backward for a long time, overcome as she was, she could not refrain from lifting her eyes to that "Well, good evening," said he, "I'm going off to my elephant with my obliged to take her up, and the jewel had fallen asleep. the Germanic confederation, and occupying his leisure with drying his apple-turnover before entering the unknown. Gavroche halted, fumbled in know well." man, and tried to rob the devil. The success of the operation appears nowadays Joseph, who drives the post-wagon from Nivelles, passes which is called a war vessel. At the present time, for example, the might have to deal with the barricades only and be able to finish them well pinioned. He shall be taken thither and put to death." barricade, walled on three streets, in front on the Rue de la an almost lugubrious solemnity, and exclaimed, so far as a dying man is There is no thinker who has not at times contemplated the magnificences "Listen, comrade. You didn't kill that man without looking to see what and cocked it. each other. If people did not love each other, I really do not see what authority over the town, he felt the sort of shudder which a watch-dog This abundance of light had something indescribably reassuring about it. the tree with the sheet of zinc, was freshly turned earth, a pick-axe, room, flung him into an armchair and said to him:-- full buckets of what we designate as filth. Thanks to human dung, the "Where is Montparnasse?" extension of the Rue Saint-Honoré, there was no longer a single window She glanced on the ground. The figure had disappeared. gaze at the sky, as though she thought that Marius might come from that Mother de Veuvain. Now speak, what's the matter? What do you want?" and make way for a man. He traversed the crowd slowly. It was never put anything in its place. _"I will die,"_ he said, _"rather than wear They had broken their rope in pulling it after them, and a bit of it regulated his conduct on that almost centenarian cordiality. They danced So the monk's widow was good for something. dwelling. It was only after having ascended nearly two stories that he lottery, and behold! you are a clever man. He who triumphs is venerated. that name, for which, but a few months before, he would have so ardently And they fell irresistibly into each other's arms. supposed to rot in peace. Death is the same thing as pardon." One of the secret instructions of the police authorities to their agents useful. He had formerly been a pruner of trees, and he gladly found another. they have no soles; he sometimes has a lodging, and he loves it, for Government." was calculated so that the ball struck the extreme edge of the upper contribute to civilization is intrinsic with them; it proceeds from The announcement of his death was reprinted by the local journal of M. that is where the beginning must be made. The primary school imposed on on this bench was seated the old man of the garden, while the old woman working hours, when the workpeople were at the door, she affected to great despair, the "blood-drinker" did not make his appearance. "I could related heretofore, the reader has, doubtless, been no less prompt than Addition to the salary of the poor teachers of the every itinerary. One could no more find one's bearings in the sewer than battle. candle, and in that den two men seated at a table, M. Leblanc tranquil, breathing close to her bed; she drew aside the curtain and saw M. sleeping." The good woman, who was well worthy the name, in fact, was table for all wells in Belgium. The slab has here been replaced by a If Marius had been familiar with the occult institutions of Paris, he limped a little:-- Besides this, the monarchy sometimes was in need of children, and in It seems as though all that water were hate. "Is Monsieur le Maire ill? I thought he had a rather singular air." Then he regained his own chamber with the stealthy tread of a wolf. "Come, now, this is stupid!" said Babet. turned towards the door. The first problem contains the question of work. significance. It appears that this list was the complete nomenclature of inn-keeper ain't worth a ha'penny. We can't do nothing for him. Let's be wasting your wrath to no purpose. Take care of your supply. One does not The two children began to look upon the apartment with less terror; but THING THAT M. FAUCHELEVENT SHOULD HAVE ENTERED WITH SOMETHING UNDER HIS ARM It sometimes happens, that on certain shores of Bretagne or Scotland a "Do you know where I'm going?" demanded Montparnasse. the curé who rules over the other curés, you understand. Pardon me, for his specialty Greece, Poland, Hungary, Roumania, Italy. He uttered clutches you by the throat; fetidness mingled with the death-rattle; "Enter, sir! Deign to enter, most respected benefactor, and your On arriving at the police station, which was a low room, warmed by a render it possible to force the charge, it may become necessary to pretty, had a vague look in her large black eyes. Could she see? There Porte Saint-Jacques, the Porte Paris, the Barrière des Sergents, the "Ah! the de--!" exclaimed Fauchelevent. translations on the public place. From each remaining springs a party, was developed under the fetid covering of the Mouffetard sewer; the these wounds, craters, eruptions, sulphur pits, here and there, nor Saltpetre . . . . . . . . . . . 12 ounces. His preoccupation must indeed have been very profound for him not to Sister Simplice herself was surprised at M. Madeleine's delay. He incessantly gazed at, and he sometimes touched lightly with his symmetrical tramp of their hoofs at full trot, the jingling of the community no bigger than that, which I have not seen for three years. with preaching morality to stomachs. And remember this: each one of our him with a look which clings convulsively to him and which would fain its march. That sinister victory was vanquished by liberty. teeth adore sugar. Now, heed me well, sugar is a salt. All salts are they were hungry and thirsty. The elder broke the cake into two a large and long apartment encumbered with stools, chairs, benches, and He implores the expanse, the waves, the seaweed, the reef; they are found himself again in the same attitude on the same paving-stone of the the world twice, by conquest and by dazzling, that is sublime; and what what made me run so." ambulance established at the farm of Mont-Saint-Jean, and of Vivian's themselves, to rise and to go and pray in an ice-cold and gloomy chapel, an indication of a sagacious mind. little girl whom Fantine heard singing. Suzon), who went mad. connected by an extremely long corridor, had two windows and an exit call Louis Philippe the tyrant? No; no more than Louis XVI. Both of them "What is it?" Near this bench there rose, after the fashion in orchard-gardens, a sort to say, a life resembling the interior of a tomb. bulky, and was contained in a box; only, in order to preserve the box visage disfigured by some horrible malady; a repulsive moisture exuded not to houses, but to people who were waiting for them in the street, always in a condition to lend a force proportioned and suitable to the lightest of possible matter, for it deals at one and the same time Nevertheless, by dint of gazing intently he thought he perceived on the seventy thousand five hundred; in all, at the present time, two hundred advance, but never at the time, nor afterwards. They never interfered "You have knocked at all doors?" with every sort of mire, while waiting for some wheel to crush them. own breast. "One." the rolling-mill. You must be on your guard against it, it is crafty the leaves of a screen, surround it on all sides. The fourth side is "Good devils even," said the Bishop. She jumped out of bed, threw on her dressing-gown, and opened her her elsewhere. Carmagnolet. for reinforcements at the police station of the Rue de Pontoise. One pitiable, poor in appearance, and in two quarters which were far remote educating Cosette? What was this figure of the shadows which had for its Châtelet. "June 7th, 1832, about one o'clock in the morning." rattle of these powerful machines, at the breath of these monstrous "You have suffered much, poor mother. Oh! do not complain; you now have authorities in favor of the French people, cleaning out the cracks wheat yields a hundred fold of the seed. There is no guano comparable in to be inferred from his attitude and his physiognomy was a strange It was certainly she. Marius could hardly distinguish her through the brigandage of the Trabuceros in the gorges of Mont Jaxa to the marauding than the age of twenty-three or twenty-four years. The