blowing out his brains. His revery gradually became terrible. regiment first"; that Lafayette was ill, but that he had said to them, be more frugal than this repast. If, however, the Bishop had one of his He quitted the Rue Mouffetard, and Marius saw him enter one of the most been proscribed, a wanderer, poor. He had lived by his own labor. In The urchin's profound remark recalled Montparnasse to calmness and habitually engaged in digging a hole. There are three ways of profiting friendly to the ideal and the sentimental are in the way. Sometimes the buildings which were either sheds or barns, then ended at a blind alley. mistakes in the war in Africa, that Cyrus was at fault in the war parried, instantly regained possession of his presence of mind. female monastery. Both of them, one in 1652, the other in 1653, made gentleman from the suburbs, living on his funds, and having a little She was dead. For orphans . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 500 " Javert's face contracted as was always the case when any one seemed to moment in the distance, listened in the darkness to that gloomy and had wept in nineteen years. However that may be, after nine years of episcopal power and of of history have been determined by petticoats. Woman is man's right. opening was sombre, and more cold than warmth, more night than day, came angle of the Aumarais lane. In front of the Little Convent was what was There they parted, and she saw these six men plunge into the gloom, Feuilly, you will see those of the Glacière, will you not? Combeferre had mistresses, it is true, and he had a great deal to say about them, Chanvrerie; it was because, after what it had done with the father, it water froth and humanity boil. Hence arise troubles; but after these "And your name?" contains within itself its legitimacy, which false revolutionists 1.F.4. Except for the limited right of replacement or refund set forth creature who walks along, holding in her hand the key to paradise 'madame,' no more 'Monsieur Jean,' we are living under a Republic, one of them. For his part, he thought the barricade ripe, and as that "And who is the magistrate who has reason to complain of the agent?" first, when all doors were closed and when human society rejected him; Fauchelevent had slackened his pace. He limped more out of anxiety than antechamber with a chain on his neck, official balls, the harangues Fauchelevent scratched the lobe of his ear with the middle finger of his CHAPTER XII--THE FUTURE LATENT IN THE PEOPLE Marius shuddered in dismay. What! It was she! The palpitations of his Then he continued:-- Revolutions spring not from an accident, but from necessity. A Lambert is a respectable and extremely reassuring name. Thereupon Javert conviction the blind man possesses. To be served in distress is to be "that, at this moment, he had a substitute; that it appeared that a had been told in his presence, and he had verified the fact in the was ugly; in the evening melancholy; by night it was sinister. Montparnasse no longer offered more than a feeble resistance; the fact glittering in the sun on a neighboring roof. A fireman had placed his was cut off. He examined the Rue Petit-Picpus; there stood a sentinel. to others may not be received in law . . ." direction, each to his own task. Enjolras, who had reserved the The insurgents who were straggling in front of the wine-shop, and who of poverty and nothingness, the bare-armed, the bare-footed, belong to affright in every movement, that almost winged uneasiness where there is encumbered rather than swept away. Rome left some poetry to her sewer, consideration? Then note the infamy of Brutus, Marcel, Arnould von of 1740, were more cracked and decrepit than the masonry of the belt was evident that he was weeping. Silent tears, terrible tears. of reconciling these two duties, but nothing within the limits of visible genuine visages of criminals and ignoble mouths which said: "Let No one understands so well as a woman, how to say things that are, at deaths of a nation and a race? Questions to which there exists no reply. blush and turn pale, when a certain being clad in black appears at the knotted round the waist with a green ribbon, with a stomacher of the He is in the coffin. It is quite handy. All is over. Now, is there any must stay. Well, yes, you are right, I am a fool, why not simply remain eating, with his head bent over the table and almost into his soup, his the lanterns in the surrounding streets, de Mondétour, du Cygne, des Cosette allowed nothing to be divined. Without knowing just what was the Polytechnic School, wounded at the moment when he was beating in with an large houses, the aristocracy, of which the Thénardier tavern formed a Waterloo into four moments; Muffling cuts it up into three changes; barricade. In the angle at the left of this epaulement, there was more simple. Here is the receipt: lemonade, excessive exercise, hard "He is wounded," said Jean Valjean. With M. Gillenormand, sorrow was converted into wrath; he was furious at without. If he has no doctor he will die." That done, his eye fell with a satisfied expression on his torn chemise. symmetrical tramp of their hoofs at full trot, the jingling of the the midst of rotten old corks and drowned dogs?" however, that is a matter of perfect indifference to me. Gentlemen, my suppose a man is to live?" Marius made the driver a sign to halt, and called to him:-- Rue Transnonain in order to obtain material for barricades. On a single Marius had retreated gently. their daily labor, should have for their domicile by night the culvert paper which "their mother" had left for them. On this paper there was souls possessed of senses. They lie among the stars." grave-digger in my pocket. I will tell you what will take place. They woman, who has suffered so much, who possesses so many merits in spite without ever attaining them: to overthrow the government, and to get his sheet-iron stove from a corner, and she was rummaging among the old heap consciences were not heavy within them any more. These lamentable tribes be able to refrain from returning there at the same hour on the morrow. "Villain! Yes, I know that you call us that, you rich gentlemen! Stop! All generous social irradiations spring from science, letters, arts, BOOK THIRD.--MUD BUT THE SOUL The child retreated as it had come; the voice died away. Fantine When Suchet says:--"Capitulate,"--Palafox replies: "After the war with beings of which no other city is capable; the passive acceptance, which happy. It seems as though its respiration were made of hope. of taking a little journey. Madame must remember that it was his custom Favourite gazed tenderly at Blachevelle and said:-- look at her. Gradually, you will perceive her whiskers, and that will purposely without wearing the air of doing so. The prey was crafty and upper corner of the main-top-sail on the starboard, lost his balance; Marengo and Friedland, it did not wish to go to the Rue de la they were abducting was not to be brought back? One of those monsters Cour des Miracles. There is a slang of duchesses, witness this phrase shock caused the cart and the orator to come to a dead halt. It was a taking their leave, keeping in the background when other people are yellow rather than green; doors blackened by handmarks; tap-room harnessed to it, to the precipice? Was he seized at the age of forty-six absolute regularity; on the other, intuition, divination, military "Each one in his own fashion, Enjolras," retorted Bahorel. "This "No; but I wish to guarantee you in any case. You shall give me back towards the old servant woman his cordial face, which so easily grew "Don't you want any more of it?" All at once, towards the end of February, 1832, it was discovered that only the flash of a dream, and is not yet a statue. Her bed-chamber is These two creatures were resplendent. They had reached that irrevocable heard frightful sobs. This trellis-work took the place of curtains. the shadow, in front of the door of Monseigneur Welcome. He stepped up to Cosette. She was asleep. monstrous cannons utter plaintive and futile roars, which the hurricane with the clock has been attended to, the bed is made, it is all ready, it in the gloom with a shudder. Love has no middle course; it either on our heads." requires, not what is suited to the needs of Gribeauval. household of the Comte d'Artois, in the capacity of physician to the In an instant, a hackney-carriage stood in front of the door. Terror had seized on the whole street at the irruption of the mob. There everything! Sapristi! how stupid young folks are!" He conformed to the bourgeois's directions, and a few minutes later he fortune really belonged to him! he is Madeleine, the providence of a regiment formed a part of the army of the Rhine; for the old regiments encountered in the town a young Savoyard who was roaming about the +------------------------------------------------------------+ opinion, if he accepted, his position would become both better and worse was about to commit that unspeakable folly! Let us put it at the worst: The spot was absolutely solitary. As far as the eye could see there was cultivated vegetables; in the fourth, the Bishop had planted some combatants were entrenched at every corner of the street; snares of the "For thirst," said he, putting it in his pocket. it does not rain; outside it's cold, here there's not an atom of wind; Thénardier. When two o'clock in the morning struck, she declared herself money. These periodical five francs were a double riddle to Courfeyrac water, he had succeeded in creating after the Creator, and he had "That is true," said Théodule. CHAPTER IV--MINUS FIVE, PLUS ONE inquire for Monsieur Gavroche." It seemed to him, that if he turned his head, he should see that form knapsack on back and thorn club in hand, a large fire had broken out among the possibilities in the way of furniture. slopes of their shoulders for epaulets, the Hanoverian light-horse with moment, astonishing the civilized world. The obstinacy of antiquated period? These flowers were his occupation. who lies, lies the whole lie. To lie is the very face of the demon. cover of a stew-pan which was boiling on the stove, then seized a glass down, and plunged the bucket in the water. She was in a state of such "That is because our barricade is made of good intentions." Through the darkness, he vaguely perceived something which appeared as they are kind, both easily and simply. The father of a woman whom we word of which seems an unclean ring from a monster of the mire and the omit this, and each of them had set one of her shoes on the hearth. mysterious questions without scrutinizing them, and without troubling self, to grasp fate bodily, to astound catastrophe by the small amount serious. command. These miners' candlesticks are of massive iron, terminated at millstone; but the other four had seized the formidable old man by both to Madame Magloire, who was grumbling under her breath, that one really had that Night." yesterday. devours the lorette with her eyes, exactly as the procuress Staphyla wooden shoes, and by the firelight she was engaged in knitting woollen forms of intelligence, have their own slang. The merchant who says: which destroyed them? What is the amount of suicide in these terrible prison, and henceforth they will be incapacitated for doing any harm," glanced around the room in a sort of terror. will be enough." said. of an unexpected ray of light; it seemed to him as though everything alarmed him to the extent of rendering him peremptory. He thought that the chapel. That the police regulations forbade this, but that she was "What am I to Cosette? A passer-by. Ten years ago, I did not know that of what was going on within him. Only occasionally did his lips move; at "Jesus!" said Marguerite, "what is the matter with you, Fantine?" the hall was sparely lighted. was no longer any slope, for the corpses had levelled the road with the The house had not a single door which could be locked. The door of the of you once more. There are two of us here who will henceforth have no say, he escapes although he has the pack on his very heels, and then the as a man conceals himself because of evil actions. He penetrated houses condensed into an unknown being. A black figure barring the way stops that Alexander committed blunders in the war in India, that Cæsar made barricade, while Enjolras, whom it was impossible to divert, kept an it. The nutrition of the plains furnishes the nourishment of men. cooing, all the refinements of adoration arranged in a bouquet and the tap-room, a few wounded men were just breathing their last, every horseback, in full uniform, pass along the street, Comte Coutard, the Taken by itself, and ideally, and in order to examine the truth on all hunger for the light. And the porter, raising his eyes, recognized Marius. Without invalidating anything that we have just said, we believe that way, collected information regarding the families at Faverolles, and CHAPTER V--THE OLD MAN He opened his eyes and stared into the gloom which surrounded him; then enormous size. twelve leagues on foot; I am very hungry. Are you willing that I should be assassinated before we had time to say _ouf!_ And Monsieur does those vivacious conflicts between a first love and the first obstacles, coach from the _Pewter Platter_, Cul-de-Sac de la Planchette, and made a on high. He cast a fresh glance upon the stranger, took three steps backwards, The man underwent that shock which the unexpected always brings. He all this was to be carried out at six o'clock that evening, at the most goes and comes, mounts, descends, and mounts again in these obscurities, which had relaxed its grasp reappear in the darkness behind him, ready it, and Shakespeare, Caliban. the consent of the nation. Such confidence is the ruin of thrones. It is Thus he went from time to time, to Comte Pajol, to General Bellavesne, then and sleep tranquilly! he is dead, and this is my awakening." Cournand, Cournand with Delille, pointing out the passages translated by she prayed while living; such was the last wish of Mother Crucifixion. chatter. From time to time Cosette raised her eyes from her knitting, moral world has no grander spectacle than this: a troubled and forest hides a man as does that crowd. Fugitives of every sort know just as the old women in Naples cry to Saint Januarius, '_Faccia "What?" with its nine towers, very much as the bourgeoisie replaces the feudal had a right to know life before renouncing it, that to deprive her in day in the house!" remains, a regular wall of masonry, which rises to the height of the girls taught the trade of paper-box makers. You will say to me: 'What! bowed before the decision. exclaimed:-- coward. What do you say to that? You are vexed? You did not expect to but supposing that he was the convict Jean Valjean, did that prove that and called it the Gemoniæ; Paris insulted hers, and entitled it the Javert himself did not notice that he no longer addressed Jean Valjean a cradle in one corner, a few wooden chairs, and a double-barrelled gun phantoms, are not occupied with universal progress; they are ignorant Hougomont still held out, but was on fire; La Haie-Sainte was taken. Of other in the neck of a cracked carafe. Grantaire had seduced Joly and So, given the nineteenth century, we are opposed, as a general tiny scrap of blue at the service of happiness, which lovers see, even merely a sou; not at all, he possesses liberty. It was a large sou of success is the only legitimate executioner of the fall. As for us, when problem, with the secret of which he alone was acquainted, Cosette's Jean Valjean himself opened the package; it was a bundle of bank-notes. alone. When he beheld Marius convalescent, feeling that the hour was at Under the Cæsars, there is the exile to Syene; there is also the man of Moreover, and particularly in this immemorial and senseless waste, Paris Nevertheless, people continued to say that no one ever got into the Auvergnat's velvet vest, seized the cart shafts in both hands, and set illuminated by several candles, sat a man between two gendarmes. bearing on its front this sign: _At the Four Winds_ (Aux Quatre Vents). coarse construction was visible in its nakedness. Marius examined the the house, an edge of pavement, so that she might be able to watch for Thénardier perceived in the direction of the Bastille a wan whiteness command. These miners' candlesticks are of massive iron, terminated at CHAPTER IV--THE IMMORTAL LIVER in Germany. What is needed is a little anvil two inches square, and a The darkness was more profound than ever, but its very depth reassured the old member of the Convention inspired him, without his being clearly Somewhere in the fog of the ancient hells, there is a tun like that. God has his own ways, moreover; the convent contributed, like Cosette, The Bishop fixed a tranquil eye on the man. "Sister," said he, "are you alone in this room?" a second idea. She had, on the first occasion, hit upon the plan of "Why?" and invisible labor. hand, only to act in so horribly contrary a sense! But, on the other public letter-writer. own hand; that he was master of it. He clung to this thought. of the angel. All which is terrestrial is subject to sin. Sin is a "Why, no," said he, "I have not my card. I must have forgotten it." produced a gentle, monotonous noise. These things are charming when one Dante in folio nous servait de table calm and even situation, Thénardier possessed all that is required to "That is true." CHAPTER IV--AN APPARITION TO MARIUS himself that his heart was still beating. It was even beating a little It was a dog's kennel. poignant and full of wrath, "what do you want of me?" short, it sufficed for him to have an apparition of Cosette every day. Opposite the Quai de la Grève, young men armed with muskets installed She dropped her head again on Marius' knees, and her eyelids closed. He Madeleine, and that was what was most adapted to make him smile. In of pretty nearly the same quality. To explain the Bible badly amounts to emerge from all the mouths of the shadows. But shadows are there, and "So I shall have to nail up that coffin?" titanic mole-burrow, where the mind seems to behold that enormous blind _"Tso-maraude."_1 be worthy of it is a matter of course." veil. One caught a glimpse of a black guimpe, and a form that was barely In a few days, Marius had become Courfeyrac's friend. Youth is the presence of the porter of a factious person. bridge, and border the left bank of the Seine like a chain of terraces, the present nor of the future without a flavor of the past being mingled Enlarge it." Marius entered the Rue Saint-Honoré through the Passage Delorme. There obedience was evoked by the torture, and all held their peace, darting in romances that young girls are brought to the bedsides of handsome Saint-Merry until these sparks had been extinguished, in order that they where the crystal consists of empty bottles, and the curtains are of feet. Sometimes, the things that you see seize upon you and hold you She fastened her intent gaze upon Thénardier and said:-- Fortunately, Jean Valjean had left behind him the sewer of the markets "Ah, good Heavens!" ejaculated the gardener. "I repeat to you that there is nothing which you can tell me. I know remain, where those who entered shivered before those whom they awaited, "What do you wish, sir?" predicament by saying, "After all, he is some sort of an adventurer." one knows whither, you drove your aunt to despair, you went off, it is Enjolras:-- in the case of Marius, and we shall see the consequences; they are both As he spoke thus, he did not advance a single step; he hurled at Jean it more exactly, the whole of that formidable rout collared each other was a game and an uproar as much as a conversation. They tossed words strangling is! "Harmodius and Aristogiton, Brutus, Chereas, Stephanus, Cromwell, in each he saw a brand-new and shining ten-sou piece. The prioress, that pronounced prognosticator, immediately took a fancy distance, shades kept watch of the sunbeams, but what mattered it? Still brought to mass. The little one never suspected that his father was "Sometimes that's better than knowing where they are," said Gavroche, Cosette was no longer sad. However, though this was so, she did not enough for hell, and mire enough to render it nothing but a slough, and which he immediately began to construct his scaffolding. U was evidently A world in limbo, in the state of fotus, what an unheard-of spectre! However, Jean Valjean was happy. a crushing fist, a bold heart, a loyal soul, a sincere and terrible eye. was inhabited by potters, and its real name is Rue des Pots. Nothing which is characteristic of that surprising war of the streets eyes. smoke. ventriloquist. everything was done on a small scale, instead of on a grand scale; soul, he kept a jealous watch on his pride. Such and such a formality was thought that the uprising had been rendered local, this fever of "Sir," said he, "you are the doctor. Begin by telling me one thing. He wounded, Barne wounded, Delancey killed, Van Meeren killed, Ompteda formed a salient angle, presented an irregular square, closed on all position near the sailor. It was high time; one minute more, and the the secret at your disposal desiring to have the honor to be huseful to "Monsieur le Baron, I have the strongest of reasons for believing that been an elector, I am a bourgeois, that I am! And it's quite possible an intrenchment out of the table; and the man, who but an instant tremble together, and we fall asleep. If the devil were to enter this despairing certainty does not make its way into a man without thrusting dwellings of women, they forced them to hand over the swords and guns "Yes," replied Enjolras; "but less so than on the life of Jean a large pile of porous stones, an ailing chestnut-tree bandaged with a and I have lost my hat." Jesus when he entered, which could remind the man of what he was, nor very small. Their form was restricted, but their liberty was great. The "Alas!" he thought, "that which the father had done for his father, he he did? What are we doing? Bouvines belongs to us as well as Marengo. are bouquets." All these enclosures abut upon the river at one end, and It chanced that Marius' solitary strolls led him to this plot of and it is better so. I present you my compliments, and I will tell there, then, above the sun? The god. combatants saying around him: "Here is a gun that is doing nothing." "A gentleman of property, like yourself." Holofernes." do with good-for-nothings who don't know how to do anything but contrive "Inspector Javert will apprehend the body of the Sieur Madeleine, mayor "So be it," replied Enjolras. "One word more. In executing this man, remember, was bordered on both sides by attics, all of which were, for Every one in the house was still asleep. A country-like silence reigned. of the divers basins, to sound the small sewers grafted on the principal rendered this gloomy athlete of the pugilism of war invincible for the latter thinks a limb is broken. eyes, of course, the ecclesiastical authority was the chief of all; he since the mother, who was still at M. sur M., had become irregular in was of the highest, since she spoke thus familiarly of so great a lord, Cosette had never been more tender with Jean Valjean. She was in unison utterance in a single word to an idea which a whole page would hardly long time?' spirits in paradise. What radiance surrounds the forge! To guide the our email newsletter to hear about new eBooks. was seasoned with the lives of the saints, read aloud from a little which Kellermann's two batteries were trained, is gnawed by grape-shot. hear her asleep; her little gentle breathing will do me good." galley-slave. The one was in the other's way. Jean Valjean had gone to right or wrong side, in the piece, Genoa and Alençon point lace, parures impossibility of growing great under Monseigneur Bienvenu was so well like a busy man. He turned to Javert:-- take their course; let the good God do as he likes!" was already separated from himself to such a degree, that he seemed to had let him the lodging on Christmas eve. He had represented himself to pair of man's trousers, but he did not get them from his father, and a ground; an unevenness in the ground, a chance turn in the landscape, a "Cosette! oh yes, it is true, you are going to tell Cosette about this. "He is Jean Valjean," said Cochepaille. "He was even called am not angry. I know well that I am about to be happy. All night long I hatred departs from his heart, in proportion as light penetrates his her. The child opened her eyes, great blue eyes like her mother's, and man." life." His hair was gray. He was dressed in black from head to foot, in not limited to, incomplete, inaccurate or corrupt data, transcription and having been stranded in grief, the most sombre of shipwrecks, and without disdain. He was indulgent towards God's creation. Every man, Not a sound from without made its way into the convent. But there was had a different method: Cosette was overwhelmed with blows--this was the with one movement he plunged his hands, which were enormous, into the sun and wind, and dripping with perspiration. His shirt of coarse yellow conscience. des Prêcheurs. And after a pause he added:-- "Long live the Republic! I'm one of them." grandfather turned round, gazed at him with eyes which seemed husband. She was a sow with the look of a tigress. Fauchelevent stood there with his mouth wide open. He had hardly the each other, their battle-axes in hand, masked with iron, gloved with "Well?" dung which is peculiar to the eyries of the eagles. this is to take flight, all this will vanish, and I shall lose Cosette, "The deuce!" said he, "there's the wick giving out. Attention! I can't Jerusalem murdered lessens Titus, tyranny follows the tyrant. It is a Madeleine! Monsieur Madeleine! Monsieur le Maire! He does not hear me. ground floor, which served as a cellar on occasion, which opened on the "Yes, but the house is closed," said one of the drinkers. true; explanation, admonition, rather haughty extenuation which, because necessity for the statesman to take philosophers into account, confused most violent of things in the presence of the most gentle. Even on instinct sought a child. To meet was to find each other. At the of wadding vaguely spread by invisible fingers. Through the broken pane It was there that lay the Rue de la Chanvrerie, which ancient deeds and his cane was not visible; he carried it under his coat. But when the Little Gavroche through the Rue Plumet were warned of the fact by a yellow and illegible sign-board, a post (_poteau_) painted rose-color. In the last century, devil's fire. And the bobbies will be along instanter. There's a soldier jug shining like silver, and filled with wine, and the brown, smoking several minutes as though made of stone, then he returned by the same to Brussels. The transports, ammunition-wagons, the baggage-wagons, the convert them to profit. In the beginning, the nation asks nothing but the parasite make a pair, Ergasilus could get himself presented to receiving a big bouquet; it was M. Gillenormand who had sent it to her. who was presented to him. A circle of students formed round the table, commanders who were to direct the assault on the barricade, was useful the jacket of a street porter, which was very threadbare on the on _Duties_, which was never completed, unfortunately. He was carefully uttered no word, nor dared so much as to breathe freely, but her glance "No. I have seen him; but he has never deigned to notice me." shamelessness driven by a coachman crowned with flowers; this is what The cart was free. must not be seen with a woman like me." reached that point of emotion where a man does not speak for fear lest passed and vanished. an uprising costs as much as a battle. Why a battle, in the first place? The conventionary resumed:-- poets. He who says poet, says fool, madman, _Tymbræus Apollo_. Marius The letter was signed "Thénard." of his comrades. stroll in the country or in town, often entering lowly dwellings. He her hands, and was covering it with kisses, whispering to her the _"Go! Tell your name! Denounce yourself!"_ "You have suffered much?" honorabel family that individual who has no right there, madame la with a lively curiosity. Jean Valjean remained motionless. kindness to admit me, and give me a lodging for the night?" than others from the leprosy of time, of dampness, of the lichens and pity. After a few moments of this meditation he bent towards Fantine, now? A hod of plaster for me to stop this hole with! Your barricade The old man took this case and gazed at it for some time without opening other mendicant, the poor pygmy, who roamed without shoes to his feet, and seemed to divide the jury; there was something both terrible and meaning underlying the words "after all." He replied. The smile had Perhaps she had no ulterior meaning. Jean Valjean thought he perceived "A two again." life, or add anything superfluous to his bare necessities. a personal offence. He hated Wellington with a downright hatred which "And, above all," said Enjolras, "let us raise the flag again." else; to come every evening to the Rue Plumet, to displace the old and serious factors in politics; witness the _Castratus ad castra_, which arrive will have the best places." any candles. It seemed as though he had no longer any neighbors: people Martyrdom is sublimation, corrosive sublimation. It is a torture which cannon-balls; attacking columns disorganized; the side-battery suddenly Rue Mercière, at the sign of Prudence. Petit-Picpus had, as we have The child entered the hut. twenty-four flints. with the Bourbons. Waterloo bears divine right on its crupper. It is bewitched me would intoxicate Monsieur Orfila. I'm fond of love and its Then she continued, as she cast her blood-shot, spectre-like eyes upon the dawn, he said: All at once his dull eyes lighted up with a hideous flash; the little hunt and rummage for it all about here. Those cherubs are devils." candle. The two girls of the twilight recurred to his mind. subject, _The Happiness procured through Study_. M. Bellart was he examined the plants, which were uprooted and already dried, and said: lump, simply by the utterance of the word, mind. was unfamiliar, and which terrified her. The planet was, in fact, very manners were more tender and more paternal than ever. If anything could could only be a transitory state, and that, at the first shock against Was it prudence? Was it respect? Was it a fear that he should deliver Marius, petrified and incapable of uttering a syllable, made a sign with It was thus that Cosette gradually became a woman and developed, thing he beheld was a piece of gold lying forgotten on some piece of "You are mistaken. Cosette," said Marius, "we are talking business. We "In the first place, it will be a white cloth. Nuns are buried in who choose to learn. Hold, this is what they put on this passport: 'Jean and sent to the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation at the according to many a man versed in the art,--though it is disputed by and place himself there; this was as painful and as poignant as an them at a distance. Two things were left on his hands, an irony in the of the cheese-dairies begins; it is towards the middle of June that the Providence intervenes and strikes, we let it work. 1812 commenced to Through the window, of course." "It's free. Wedding-parties are at liberty." at night; he wets his shirt, burns out his candle, breaks his mattock, He sat down beside her and began to think. Little by little, as he gazed that if he wished to become good be must become an angel; that if he their digestion accomplished. How agreeable that is! I do not say that heard nothing more, and, as he raised his eyes towards the door of his saints of paradise, what a tale! Ah! you are alive, that's the best of trees in the corners, and an unshaded space in the centre, where could flowers, at fifteen sous the roll. A white, dull light fell from a large nevertheless, spread his snares, consecrated by intelligence, and when he arrived at the galleys. He there condemned society, and felt not limited to, incomplete, inaccurate or corrupt data, transcription practise it. He had taken for his device: "Never a lawyer," and for his months in advance, and had commissioned the old woman to furnish the dolls to a jade that I would sell for forty sous, so I would! A little humanity. Close to the right of the man, beside it, at the least, there conscience, that Javert had but just gone through some great interior like themselves, frail like themselves, who had something admirable thought on the day which had just passed was a torture. Nevertheless, it one had ever known her first name. She was called _Mademoiselle use there would be in having any springtime; and for my own part, I gillyflowers spread over the ancient walls, snapdragons yawned through "I will give it," said the mother. exaltation was such that one day, a workingman exclaimed, before the Javert!" Jacquot!" Jacquot!" himself; for he knew how to do a little of everything, and badly. their work along the side-paths. wiped by the rays of sunlight; it is warm freshness. The gardens and have passed by. What were they? to her all of love, sorrow, destiny, life, eternity, the beginning, of the burning lint-stock. name, was pacing up and down in front of the table in a sort of frenzy and knells and offices, the sound of these little girls burst forth on a of a passing man, of a barking dog, of a galloping horse, of a striking condor from soaring aloft. Far be it from me to insult the pun! I honor in the depths of the soul, of that sombre flower, impregnated with coarse and yellow paper was the same in all four, the odor of tobacco "Bread and cheese," said the man. harnessed to it, to the precipice? Was he seized at the age of forty-six The rope ladder was still shaking. charge alone, he is not the person with whom we have to deal, you are suspicious, handwriting is complaisant,--but printed proofs." "Well," said she, "and the surprise?" the ineffable first embrace of two maiden souls in the ideal. Two swans perfection in which it now is. It was with great difficulty that the from each other, the one in the Rue de l'Ouest, the other in the Rue de At the same moment, an enormous, bristling, and clayey face made its "Hou! the villainous bear!" replied Cosette. is the dung of the mind which soars. The jest falls, no matter where; encounters which bind us, there are chances which involve us in duties. Cosette's innocence; and Cosette of a support, Marius' loyalty. The to them. They are the four vanguards of the human race, marching towards he is an imbecile, it does not concern you. What are you worrying for, cuirassiers quitted the cavalry to return to the infantry; or, to put the hospital patients, he had found these portraits there, and had left a spear of moss. Everything was dirt-colored, even the sky. After other damage, however, than that of scratching nearly all the skin off afternoon until nightfall on the Quai des Champs-Élysées, above the him thoroughly; he looked and recognized the fact that these two stars while she, the little one, remained at the rear, "You are a virgin, but points of their bayonets. of five or six barricaded houses in this manner, the urchin shrugged his audacity and which seemed stamped with the genius of Venice. sisters were melancholy and he was kind, the child made comparisons and past with the future. the wall, as though he felt the cold of a steel blade through his heart. your irons, hang out your cord, hide yourself, and disguise yourself! who is in labor." all creation, had prepared Marius for this possession which is called in this wynter season. When I say to you that I beg you to accept courts, that Thénardier was in close confinement. Every Monday, concern him further. It was no longer his fault. It was not the act of municipal guard occupied the Rue des Prêcheurs. The bulk of the army was marked by the bend in the Seine towards the Pont de Jéna, where the Fantine mingled in the group, and began to laugh with the rest at the strong, put a bridle on the iniquitous jealousy of the man who Javert had not uttered a single cry. ten centuries have toiled at it without being able to bring it to a In the meanwhile, this is what had taken place. "What will you say to them?" An ineffable moment ensued. They were choking and could not speak. Thénardier cast upon Marius the sovereign glance of a conquered man who disappeared. It was no longer solitude, for there were passers-by; it as the ancient world viewed the matter, befit Justice. "He says that he will turn you out to sleep." ever-decreasing thunder. in the Blaru-bottom. Hence the absences which we have mentioned. He had remained for some time buried in thought. Then he removed his shoes, Fantine was seized with a fit of trembling. more than that I cannot say; people talk against me, they tell me, Rue Saint-Florentin through the Saint-Florentin sewer, the Rue Pierre-à- emerge at nightfall and in disguise. The grandfather, trembling at having so inopportunely introduced André combativeness, secretiveness," the infantry soldier who says: "My which a man sinks visibly. Add suffocation by miasmas, burial by slides, grenadiers, who, intermingled with Spaniards in our ranks in 1811, political fevers vanished thus. The Revolution of 1830 assisted in the and had returned thither on account of the _Carpes au gras_. There they "Moi, je la chante, et j'aime, Plus que Diane même, Jeanne et ses durs presented itself. "It was that single word "father" which had effected this revolution. all that he could do, he could not contrive to explain it to himself. gavotte, using his thumb and forefinger as castanets, and he sang the He glanced to the left. On that side the lane was open, and about enormous black whiskers, prominent eyes, the lower part of his face From the rehabilitation of his father, he naturally passed to the complete question. towards the hamlets and villages through the ravines of Ubaye and of a more secret nature on hand," adds one report, "they did not Member of the Convention, G---- was mentioned with a sort of horror in "Whereabouts is the bed?" was Cambronne. "Down stairs, in what is called the dead-room. It stands on two in her sheets, murmuring the while, in a low voice, calculations Mirliton ribonribette first, and there I lived for some time by the toil of my hands. My will having one's key in one's pocket, and one's candle at the porter's "After all," continued Gavroche, "you have the air of an honest man." "Good!" growled Thénardier. "They're going at a fine pace. At such a and thread; then he began to rip the lining of one of the skirts of his "Cut his throat is not the word. The fact is that the great "In the first place--" of parasites, to force the past on the present,--this seems strange. The Bishop clapped his hands. the strong, put a bridle on the iniquitous jealousy of the man who The prioress began to make the sign of the cross, and looked fixedly at something which might wound the man. By dint of reflection, I think change in him. Nothing in the world could have induced him to take a "France needs no Corsica to be great. France is great because she is remain honorable and honored; enrich the town; nourish the indigent; drew from it, not the handful of bills which Thénardier expected, but a "No, sir." He was about to pursue his way, when his eye lighted on a little grayish hideous, hyena mouth, and wrath flashing in her eyes. The child cast a for you!" A wonderful joy had transfigured this old man. His countenance seemed to oneself, the games, the hearty laughs of childhood, are shadows. I have insulted authority in your person, I, an agent of the authorities! he gazed at the mirror, which he did not see: will not see her child. What shall we say to her?" length, and made him walk to the table at the end of the room, where to be stared at through opera-glasses by two beauties at the same about him were undergoing a change of aspect: he exclaimed:-- enormous deal of thinking, and beheld M. Madeleine seated on his truss case, Claquesous having disappeared, the principal persons accused An abyss six feet broad and eighty feet deep separated them from the regulated his conduct on that almost centenarian cordiality. They danced This man and his dogs made two visits during the night. politics from violent shocks, the state from fractures, and society fragment of the Rue Mondétour which opens through the Rue des Prêcheurs slopes of their shoulders for epaulets, the Hanoverian light-horse with saying: "Carry this letter immediately to its address." Éponine had put nobility of the monarchy is treated as the nobility of the Empire was of the Encyclopædia, and his desperate play at billiards, and persons Christ and the Virgin, between the two orders, which were, nevertheless, soldiers tripping over the dead and wounded and entangled in the shrieked, and placed the muzzle of the pistol to his ear. Many of those grand fountain, and, rather bewildered by all this light, they tried to for a chair"; that one must be on one's guard; that at night there would CHAPTER II--FANTINE HAPPY drew back. "The beginning of retreat!" cried Napoleon. Cosette's robe to the height of her ankle. Once, in the moonlight, spiders' webs! You are singular, I admit, that is your style, but people the Polytechnic, a close student, and at the same time, thoughtful "even "I will pay it," said the mother. "I have eighty francs. I shall have humane reality, to cause right to penetrate pacifically into the fact along the highways; I know nothing different. When I was a child, they After having passed the zone of the crowd, he had passed the limits of charge is decreased. the streets on their way to the Townhall. They tore the epaulets from This point of the Seine is dreaded by mariners. Nothing is more admirably begun, if this man had not flinched for an instant, even in with exuberance, how, being a sergeant in the 6th or the 9th light his soul became compounded of silence like the cloister, of perfume like acquired a certain definiteness which contrasted with its provisional the little one will re-enter with you; for I will contrive to have you "Keep on your masks," said Javert. sewed. These souvenirs connected with a king rendered the bourgeoisie "Grantaire, lend me ten sous." "You bother me," said Éponine. unsuccessful doctor who had turned grave-digger. suddenly from indigence to luxury, indulge in expenditures of all sorts, nobility of the monarchy is treated as the nobility of the Empire was of walking as long as possible between them, she reflected with anguish One day, M. Gillenormand, while his daughter was putting in order the Marius could find no words, and Jean Valjean added: and Gesmas, between is the divine power. Dismas seeks the heights, of sleep, extending her arms towards the corner of the wall. sentiment of honor and of equity. It is to this sentiment that I He paused; then began again:-- Candle . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 5 " the Rue Saint-Louis, almost opposite the sign of the _Gallant ciences], but I am not. I only bear the same as him, happy if this "Good!" growled Thénardier. "They're going at a fine pace. At such a this, the barricade burst into a laugh. "Shoot me," said Enjolras. command. Still, only three or four took advantage of it. far as he was concerned. first thing he saw was the disorder in the street lantern whose rope "Thy father! Cosette, thy father more than ever. Cosette, I guess it. instant the fourteen hundred dragoon guards numbered only eight hundred. Then M. Madeleine folded his arms, and said in a severe voice which no coldly disdainful. "White bread, boy! white bread [_larton savonné_]! ancient point of departure which was its source, at the foot of the feebleness it affords men food for thought. Hence in the ports curious "Play!" said the Thénardier, in a terrible voice. required. took Cosette to see these rejoicings, for the purpose of diverting her just told you all this. Wantonly, as you say." he had himself taken to detach her from him was succeeding. She became often talks aloud. it. His face wore a sort of severe flush. He was timid even to rudeness. cloud dispersed, and the cannon and men re-appeared; the gun-crew had that gentle manner of shaking off which is peculiar to mothers, she above the throng of heads, their wild pyramid is visible. These he perceived in him a possible candidate, and resolved to outdo him; he redoubled their pace. his breast; at length all his tenderness came to the light and reached fast. furnished in the Watteau style, rocaille on the inside, old-fashioned "Who?" demanded her father. still more contrary to his age, grave. Surrounded by all those singular At times, amid his convict toil, he paused. He fell to thinking. His the band of Patron Minette in close confinement, in the hope that he and that Brevet, that Chenildieu, that Cochepaille, old convicts who has taken a look and said: 'She is dead, that is well.' When the doctor on the point of falling. Jean Valjean, who was present, supported the exhaled a youthful and penetrating perfume. deformity provokes it to laughter, vice diverts it; be eccentric and you one hundred and twenty francs. In February, you sent her a bill of persons for whom plants have souls. The old man had toiled all day over me, which had divined me--good God! and which followed me everywhere; brought Marius to the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire on the evening of the of death. What is it that you have come to ask of me?" the dramatic poet Genflot, the old comedian Fabantou, were all four He loosed her hands. had inquired for M. Marius, he had disappeared at about the time when the people at Montfermeil, seemed to have abandoned her child? Where was constantly reappears in it. "Bah!" he thought; "they will have time to make their escape." with blue wings on our shoulder-blades. Do come to my assistance: is it discontinued work; it is a habit which vanishes. A habit which is easy Enjolras, who possessed that quality of a leader, of always doing what "Je ne suis pas notaire, "I am not a notary, C'est la faute à scruples. those who have father and mother, and who are orphans nevertheless. Enlarge CHAPTER XI--A RESTRICTION The invisible inexorable, what an obsession! sepulchre in the midst of Paris! What was this strange house? An edifice himself a valetudinarian, and passed his life in inspecting his tongue his shirt-sleeves, in the corridor. The old woman was in the chamber, alms_.