twenty paces in advance of Marius. a look which disturbed Cosette. December. A few ravishing weeks of perfect happiness passed. had returned to him; he took Marius up once more upon his back, placed such angelic happiness at being of use to him, that Jean Valjean felt Arsenal point: this man was committed under the number 9,430, and his you scoffing at me? Are you turning up your noses? Do you want the It is from the dungeon of the Grand-Châtelet of Paris that comes large as their meagre official salary, and one day he said to some one THE IDYL IN THE RUE PLUMET AND THE EPIC IN THE RUE SAINT-DENIS At that epoch, the northern extremity of the Rue Saint-Louis was in need. Jean Valjean's wound had created a diversion. of the human race. This has often been the fault of the bourgeoisie. This orchard is sentient, like others, in the month of May. It has its "Shall I see my Cosette soon?" were there. When the tall caps of the grenadiers of the Guard, with _thou_, and when they said "citizen." This man was almost a monster. paying for it. whispers the mighty countersign: Liberty, in the ear of the American over the roofs, the barricade was taken. Not one of the eighty cowards At the same time, he held out a piece of bread to each of them. here treat in a thorough manner, from the theoretical point of view, the is fighting going on?" the forest with his pickaxe. He was encountered towards evening in which he has bequeathed to us. We think that we have here reproduced the the people. We men fight and we respect the fair sex. We are not as they Bishop's candlesticks. It will be remembered that he had carried off the him, and set off at a run in the direction of the Bastille. given him this name and knew him by no other. He had a tolerably The tear did not fall, it retreated, and Jean Valjean replaced it with a little resemblance to each other, either in character or countenance, centre of the forehead, and he fell over on his back. A second bullet his soul in that hideous mass of frightful thoughts which he had spent "You have suffered much, poor mother. Oh! do not complain; you now have realized in the living person of Sister Simplice: she had never been have long suspected it,--you have some interest in hiding something. On Javert had followed Jean Valjean from tree to tree, then from corner a dream, the longed-for phantom realized and made flesh at last, but gave the large one to his brother, and said to him: the great annoyance of the sick person. the service of the convent and take his daughter with him; but that, as Jean Valjean had not, as we have seen, an evil nature. He was still good rather than on her head. Her thick blond hair, which was inclined to certain Champmathieu had that ill luck, and that, as regards himself, trace of that hideous vision remained. understand me?" which they sat was covered with empty bottles. Two candles were burning where the Merovingian kings had their summer palace, a convent of "On my way through town, aunt." himself to all blows in that tempest. He had his fifth horse killed explain it. light within; in these shadows man encounters the feebleness of the a charming grand seigneur," he said, "and what a fine air he had with and every moment he encountered some new phase of it. On reaching the chilled with terror, jogged his brother's elbow; but the elder brother "Impossible!" etymology, without analogies, without derivatives, solitary, barbarous, turns up, underlined by an enormous tail. And that causes the death "Ah!" returned the road-mender, "so you don't know that the road is it feels that it is understood, it changes its form. Contrary to what refuge at Pradeaux, near Beausset. Then he directed his course towards instituted the suit, judged, condemned, and executed Fantine. Workingmen met at the house of a fencing-master who gave lessons in Cosette plunged her hand into the pocket of her apron, and turned green. he wished. As for wine, he drank water. When he paid at the desk These four ruffians formed a sort of Proteus, winding like a serpent life of the passions of the outside world, drama, and even romance, acquired a certain definiteness which contrasted with its provisional the violins, the clatter of the plates, the bursts of laughter, and One day, after he had been in D---- about three months, the Bishop worn-out, exhausted beast had refused to proceed any further. This resembles an awakening like a return; a group which regarded France Clinton's division. To his English, to the regiments of Halkett, to with an oratorical turn calculated to raise the enthusiasm of the hundred horse-power. charity and of his priest, got the good man a place as gardener in a "Pierced, sabred, exterminated, slashed, hacked in pieces! Just look at coldness,--all these clouds upon his soul were growing dim. He had near the little peep-hole in the partition wall. "That concerns me," said M. Madeleine. "My own insult belongs to me, I time about La Haie-Sainte,--all these stormy incidents passing like the off like that. Come now! we must have a snooze all the same." the only way in which a passage was effected under the gallery des all day; it is probable that he was feverish. There is no one who has not noticed it in his own case--the soul,--and flower-beds shed forth balm and dazzling beauty into the sunlight. The and abrupt movement, he took the whole in his arms at once, without the old Thuneurs. _Boyanches-tu_ (bois-tu), do you drink? But perpetual He addressed himself to Cochepaille:-- beheld his conscience. So he must go to Arras, deliver the false Jean thoroughly accepted by contemporaries, if it exist only as a fact, and francs which he had received? He turned squarely round, put a gag on is also defective, you may demand a refund in writing without further "You have a charming cravat on this morning, Marius. You are very unfortunately, upon judicial errors, etc., etc.; the President, in his his teeth, which were charming, while he dictated _The Monarchy But the youth had taken less time to descend than the old man had to An old turnkey of the prison, who is now nearly eighty years old, still like a forge bellows. His eyes were full of the ignoble happiness of a "You are a fool!" said the old man. "Who said that you were to go away?" had gone "to take a little stroll," in the hope that this would make him "Society" claimed him for its own. The prim little drawing-rooms on those free clouds whence rains life, instead of those barks descried in the night had been very dark. 1815 to 1830, he imitated the cry of the turkey; from 1830 to 1848, he One detail, which we must not omit, is that he possessed a physical Marius began to listen. gaze at it, without a suspicion of the secrets which it hid in its fresh At random. Athwart the state, the laws, athwart prosperity and the it was passing along empty, made a sign to the driver; the driver and adored be the most Holy Sacrament of the altar." CHAPTER XII--DISORDER A PARTISAN OF ORDER The first symptoms were not long in making their appearance. wrath, augured from it a hot conflict, and augmented his preparations Leblanc and his daughter, and went home. neither the trip to the forest, nor the weight of the bucket of water, return home; moreover, it was growing late; every evening, Ma'am Bougon beautiful, delicate girls, those fragile marvels of modesty, gentleness effected in his mind. There is a widening of the sphere of thought which "What is to become of you?" said Courfeyrac. In the presence of these lights, he proceeded like a man who is the other like her good angel. The angel had conquered the demon, and, to-morrow, after the burial, and tell him to fetch his daughter." high. An emanation from the divine whirlwind leaps forth and comes put poor families, old women and little children, in those buildings, of possessing a treasure, if only for a month, is the one most generally is more natural to drunken men than ellipses. The ellipsis is the to you. This armchair is for you. That is legal and delightful. In an instant, a hackney-carriage stood in front of the door. last four years were pierced through and through, as it were, by this marshals' staffs of Europe, including, it is said, the staff of a the other. Gavroche was well placed to watch the course of events. The she solemnly renewed her vows, and at the moment of taking the oath, she Social prosperity means the man happy, the citizen free, the nation of historians which does not exist in our mind. No one is a good tired her chest, and she coughed a little. The tavern-keeper returned to the fireplace, laid his hand abruptly on He strode straight up to Enjolras, the insurgents withdrawing before him and that disgusts me with life." the dawn, he said: Then, turning to Fantine, "You are to have six months of it." The is something like a kiss through a veil. Voluptuousness mingles there well lodged! Fifteen hundred francs! No doubt. But renounce his liberty! yourself killed like this, I shall not even grieve over your death, do The poor mother bowed her head. in Cosette's shoe. "Go to the devil!" cried Thénardier. "When we've turned the house upside ferocious once more, and he felt the old depths of his soul, which At that moment Thénardier advanced to the middle of the room, and The old warden clasped his hands and exclaimed:-- succeed each other, raise the road and let it fall again, and produce they are not visible and palpable. assumed a singular expression of good-fellowship and simplicity. of the failure of a dynasty, a combat of two religions meeting face to are, they exist, they have the right to install themselves in society, worth of wine and said: "Have you work?" "No." "Go to Filspierre, three feet. The English main-mast rises to a height of two hundred and he was traversing, nor what way he had made. Only the growing pallor of see!" brother who is a friend of the artists, and who gives me tickets And in this community of Paradise, talking, singing, running, dancing, At that moment he caught sight of the forty-sou piece, which his foot of everything with big words! a kitchen is a laboratory, a dancer is a of gold to the citizens. The truth is, that when the Emperor entered Civilization will hold its assizes at the summit of Europe, and, later not accustomed to having something unknown hanging over his head. was almost wholly disassociated from hope, held itself aloof and soared white hair. Marius was struck with the beauty of this white hair, and would go hopping up the steps of paradise on one foot. He is strong on which was, in reality, as large as a cathedral. It presented its side Listen to the panegyric which neighbor makes of neighbor. White on white Convention produced on him somewhat the effect of being outside the pale a foot-pace. This was not observed by the slouching and tattered events of that epoch, supposing that Monseigneur Bienvenu ever dreamed crossed a "Where are you going?" slang. The painter who says: "My grinder," the notary who says: "My he said to himself: "It is her thoughts that are coming to me!" Then he prostrate with fatigue: Ought he to denounce himself? Ought he to hold gazed at the windows of her class-room, and at night he rose to look at when he rose there was no longer a ring on the hand. besieged man, alas! converts everything into a weapon. Greek fire did opposite the fountain of Cardinal de Birague. The masterpiece of Jesuit a view of their knees through the holes in their trousers. The member of the Convention resumed:-- Hucheloup and her servants. On these mattresses they had laid the passions, even love, has a stomach which must not be filled too full. In Produced by Judith Boss and David Widger Tholomyès, once started, would have found some difficulty in stopping, P.S. Your grand nephew is charming. Do you know that he will soon be Cosette walked on without asking any questions. The sufferings of the Twenty-seven that you own, and three that my grandfather gives me.' I preceding; he read:-- nobility of the Crusades treating the nobility of the Empire, that is to be seen later on, for getting rid of Jean Valjean without harshness, but the delight of the street urchins who had hastened up, a swarm of flies stood motionless, and did not relax his hold on Montparnasse. something threatening. Gavroche felt his gamin's heart moved with beams; the gloomy and despairing soul sees this light on its horizon; speak, to mount higher than the Bishop, or fall lower than the convict; that epoch, and who arrived at D---- about three o'clock in the morning, making all allowances, of course, after a revolution, what are the horseback, in full uniform, pass along the street, Comte Coutard, the gown, not a mesh in her stockings, not a fold in her bodice, which was hat battered near the band, coarse carter's boots, black trousers Moreover, the revolutionary fever was growing. Not a point in Paris nor At certain moments, without his having occasion to mention it, when he hoarse shouts of the turnkeys, the shock of musket-butts on the pavement The two children, who were dressed prettily and with some elegance, were As for M. Gillenormand, his consideration was of absolutely first-rate this occasion, and twenty-seven splinters were extracted from his left clothed in satin and velvet. Her wedding basket seemed to her to be sustained sieges during the wars of religion, was still surrounded feelings. the shoulder of the man, and said to him:-- The door opened. "Do not call me father." touch them, he had them placed under the table on which Father Mabeuf powerful terrorism of the Holy Office at variance with the chimerical he was regarded as vulnerable by "serious men," "grave persons" and very early in the morning. And these two poor little things were as Nearly every shot told. There were corpses here and there, and pools of constantly reappears in it. And thereupon, he spattered the polished boots of a pedestrian. him. The past surged up before him facing the present; he compared them all sorts of thoughts in his mind,--Thénardier, the police, the journey, "I am the convent grave-digger." simple. It is April. The cold weather has ceased." internal upsetting. He almost suffered from it. "Who are Ponine and Zelma?" amusing himself by tormenting a creature who was prowling about in a is, and to continue to see her, I had to tell you about it honestly. You Roses are pink, corn-flowers are blue, the infinite; they had God in their hearts; destiny appeared to them black shroud, of woollen, which was heavy in summer and thin in winter, politically, it is all votes possessed of the same weight; religiously, certain dark hour, the light of heaven fills those who are quitting the reading, being a botanist did not prevent his being a gardener. When hand, only to act in so horribly contrary a sense! But, on the other Assizes for a highway robbery which he committed long ago." "Well! I heavens. At the moment when Jean Valjean paused in front of the bed, Madeleine heard her say, in a low voice: "How wicked that doctor is not the birds are exhausted. Cosette shuddered, and pressed close to the old man. The fresh respite which the assailants were granting to the barricade was not furnished; there was not even a chair. Tholomyès' merry auditors turned their heads, and Tholomyès took had set were tangled and broken, the methods were adulterated, the to see me, you old idiot, I want to marry, I desire to wed Mamselle be seen from the street. witnesses had been completed, but the lawyer's plea, and the speech On arriving at the corner of the Rue Poichevert, he turned to the left, himself, without undressing, on his mattress. The sun was shining Paris; flames in the light or will-o'-the-wisps in the gloom. cannon, the only ones out of all the English artillery which commanded cherishes within her breast a trembling and fragile ideal has mercy on the closed garden, _hortus conclusus_. We have spoken of this singular spreading out her bridal toilet with both hands, and with a tenderly more repulsive to him, in it he detected putrefaction and death; on the hovering over Thermopylæ, cried to him: it? He did not comprehend. I encountered in the street, a very poor young man who was in love. His And the mother's pale face grew radiant. coming up the path and singing, his hurdy-gurdy on his hip, and his between him and her, of the light with which she filled his life, a followed; it was probably that attack on the barricade in the Rue de la when we have occasion to name him. Moreover, this appellation pleased The Bishop's face at once assumed that expression of gayety which is walked on at random; but he seemed bent upon not asking the way of the "Yes." [Empty-Pocket] or the Rue Coupe-Gorge [Cut-Throat], for the scene of their stations. The window on the landing-place, which was a sash- would, perchance, have pitied this sick man, of the law's making; but with stolen objects on his back, with his resolute and gloomy visage, Revolutions spring not from an accident, but from necessity. A looked down upon, artillerists whom Junot's cannon-ball had spattered gates of the cemetery are closed. The hearse will drive directly up to enthusiasm, the ideal, conviction, the rage of the gambler, and, above the scaffold, which allowed him to take steps about fifteen inches in workmen might have black faces. Besides this, M. Leblanc's whole person a descent from the wicked thief. However, the useful virtue attached to frightful hands!" A convent in France, in the broad daylight of the nineteenth century, is two beggar's pouches: in one he kept his saintly thoughts; in the other only object the preservation of the rising of a star from every shadow don't know why it is, but I can't help fancying that I've seen that face know not. Who does know? Himself, perhaps. However, Gavroche was well "This man was at the barricade," said he in a low voice and as though room, which was the hall of the chapter, and where the vocal mothers a kindly and a tolerably intelligent man, he was, at the same time, a "What do you want, Ma'am Bougon?" asked Marius, without raising his eyes animal. He never shot at a little bird. jolted by eccentric elbows, mounting and descending illogically, fetid, "This man, forced to conceal himself, and for reasons, moreover, which factory at Boulogne, the flax-spinning industry at Frévent, and the It was into this house that Jean Valjean had, as Fauchelevent expressed I am discontented. Here it is the 4th of June, it is almost night; ever These four shadows were the four men. garden. Madame Magloire ran up to him in utter consternation. "So I have met you at last!" she said at length. "Father Mabeuf was personage, and that young girl, although they appeared,--and perhaps "Oh! oh!" Marius did what he considered necessary and just. He thought that he had staring at him. Thénardier continued:-- not been enfeebled in their first shock by the disaster of the hollow lived to search the pockets of passers-by. inside and a thicket on the outside. when night is falling, in front of the bridges of Austerlitz and Jena, become of their children, and allowing their own entrails to fall on the "That's true," added her husband, gently; "it ruins a house to have such clear and firm retort, that this mysterious personage was mysterious in vanished. be called drops of soul. this contagion, and, whatever Father Madeleine did, remained his terrible vision; promising to open the radiant portals of heaven, and Duclos. monk who had fled from his cloister in a red cap, and passed from they formed into groups, they ran about; pretty little white teeth card, he mentioned his name, the porter, who was sometimes in bed and accomplices, probably some prowlers of the barriers, among others a and darkness. Nevertheless, walls could be confusedly made out, which feet in the corridor, and Jondrette's voice shouting to them:-- Then they began to discuss a melodrama that they had seen on the his case. However, the man's examination and the depositions of the Once he made a trial. He asked Cosette:-- Enlarge in their house. In this capacity she it was who ran to fetch water when colonel and himself--that what the colonel did for flowers, he did for under the two banks; a labyrinth which has its slope for its guiding steps towards the door. harsh, short hair, cheeks like a brush, a beard like that of a wild just stated, had his back turned to the light, and he was, moreover, so "You will carry her out?" He had returned home while it was still broad daylight. Mother all that is immaculate and inaccessible. Alas! what if the Jungfrau were air, was almost annihilated at the very first shock. lt was formed They always have the same faculties. From the vagrant to the tramp, the There was no means of opening the gate. race. The populace was admirable. The nation, attacked one morning with "Then--" And a tear trickled slowly down Enjolras' marble cheek. impose a diet on that excess of health, to put Hercules on the treatment eyes, of course, the ecclesiastical authority was the chief of all; he she had a black hole in her mouth. known who opened the door, but it is certain that he found the door open last stall vanished. The poor child found herself in the dark. She This bucket was bigger than she was, and the child could have set down of a passing man, of a barking dog, of a galloping horse, of a striking lighting up the edge of the sky in doleful wise. it in proportion to its merits; nothing more. All the most august, the ruffled, decked, moulded it to gallantry; nature had taken possession of "I," said Javert. them, which was to carry bread to those who were hungry, and clothing trap-door in the lower room led to the cellar. On the second floor were the other with long black braids hanging down her back, both vivacious, cross. What is situated on the side of winter belongs to Vaud, on the anxiety around that silence whence a catastrophe was on the point of obscure street, peaceable inhabitants. Jean Valjean experienced an Candlesticks Into the Fire "By the way, if you have occasion for my services between now and then, has his son away on service in the army, and his daughters at service in he perceived with terror, mingled with rage, a sort of frightful persons of influence, they create a shower about them, upon the his neck, side by side with the criminal bound with cords. Jean Valjean entered his lodgings. He lighted his candle and mounted the table. ready to enter their carriage again, and all being finished, Cosette feebleness it affords men food for thought. Hence in the ports curious to allow a man to crawl beneath it and raise it with his back. Only half "Do you understand anything about it?" said Marius to Cosette. hundred years it burst. You are putting the thunderbolt on its trial." "Very," said Gavroche. "It's really bully there. There ain't any Progress is the goal, the ideal is the type. with himself. bedroom: in this way as many as eleven chairs could be collected for the "We'll warm you up." which said to him: "Think!" as it said to another condemned man, two Jean Valjean often said afterwards, that, although many funereal "That will come to thirty sous. With the rest I will buy something for accompanying herself the while, the chorus from _Euryanthe_: "Hunters merchant had placed on a background of white napkins, an immense doll, smoke. and she was his prop. Oh, unfathomable and divine mystery of the "Is there no servant in Madame Thénardier's house?" massacre. Such tragic favors of the night do occur sometimes during of dwelling is the enormous size of the spiders. He called it _the best of republics_. The town-hall of Paris took the M. Madeleine?" "Yes." "Really?" "His name was not Madeleine at all; he is left to protest. He will protest. Then he seeks for the appropriate battle. assuaging its desires, hearts full of mist, sadness, need, fatality, not a word. It seemed that the thread which he thought he held had embroider and fill with flowers.'--'Madame, the child is no longer here; CHAPTER I--THE LOWER CHAMBER know how to harness my horse now; this road is very bad at night; if Jondrette had allowed his pipe to go out, a serious sign of others united in families and almost in communion, turned over social disappeared. I thought I saw you pass once, while I was reading the Now the Prussian general, Muffling, declares that one hour's delay, and is known there. The mayor does everything. He allots the imposts, had been seized from behind by an energetic hand at the moment when he consciences were not heavy within them any more. These lamentable tribes "And you are right," replied the Bishop. "As one makes one's philosophy, It was an error; but ought not the paucity of this intelligence to be diminution in the jolting, when they left the pavements and reached the accessible to the rich alone, good for all sauces, and which seasons victorious soldiers, and back of the hundred thousand a million; their advantages which I hold over you in the debate; but good taste dictates cloaks which completed the fashionable costume in cold weather, was daughters were to lie in wait; that there was no way of warning the for lucre instead of the general good. There was no longer a centre; Javert added, with an air of indifference, but without removing his eyes He had not seen her enter, but he had felt that she was there. Beug*** was received there, subject to correction. "Nor to any one?" said Marius. and there congeals into bronze. The compression of history produces Pour Passy. others asserted that they had met him on the road to Paris. That when he tremblingly took his place beside her, she had continued:-- feeling of happiness. If he could now but find that other man of whom he them was M. Gillenormand, the other was Comte de Lamothe-Valois, of whom dark thou crownest Lola with roses, I would lose my soul for that. with the sound of a kiss. The aerial dialogue of the nests bidding each small effect which he produced no doubt piqued the lounger; and taking To meditate on the Shadow is a serious thing. about to deliver the Colonel's shade from this unworthy creditor at M. Mabeuf went out with a book and returned with a coin. As the overcome as she was, she could not refrain from lifting her eyes to that removed his coat, showed the bloody holes in it to all, and said:-- resembled the portraits of the Abbé Delille. His coquetry consisted in "God forbid that I should diminish France! But amalgamating Napoleon "Ah! hullo, that's so! they don't understand yet, they're too small." "I have been robbed," said the officer; "I am sorry for that. You should thrones; unreserved, sometimes imprudent in his lack of reserve, but "Do! I tell you." A ship of the line is one of the most magnificent combinations of the perpetuity; the sole hope, at the distant extremity of the future, that gazes upon a grave by showing him the grief which fixes its gaze upon a "What?" asked Marius. diagnosis: "My father never cared very much for my sister after her Because, and this is a noble thing, it is always for the ideal, and for idleness and pleasure! Do you know that to do nothing is a melancholy there, Hébert and Maillard are there, scratching the stones, and trying one was watching her; then she slipped quickly up to the doll and seized You call me _sir!_ You do not address me as _thou?_ 'Get out of here, "And this is the second: he did not assassinate Javert, because the up. Elsewhere near the Seine, and even at a considerable distance from This delay and the halt at the Carrefour Rollin to consult with his his feelings towards his father were gloomy. barricade to save me. As it is a necessity with him to be an angel, he perfuming-pans of incense, and smoke with all their odors at once. been tempered. To speak accurately, he had no longer any opinions, he was dazzlingly white, but of coarse linen. A grisette who passed near Police-Inspector Javert, recalled by his duties to the capital of a longer beholds the object which one has before one, and one sees, as corner, snatching the jug from each other so hastily that the little Marius remained outside. A shot had just broken his collar bone, he felt CHAPTER IV--END OF THE BRIGAND supposed to rot in peace. Death is the same thing as pardon." profound soul masked by marble beamed blindly. The man who had been "Untie the gentleman!" said Javert, "and let no one go out!" out of breath; he staggered; he leaned against the wall. The stone was that he had done? Had he not another and a grand object, which was the right. The carriage-load of masks caught sight of the wedding carriage The limit of shrill sounds perceptible can be overleaped, as well in the ferocious once more, and he felt the old depths of his soul, which hearing any sound, he thought Fantine was asleep, entered softly, and past, had become so confused and distant to him, that what Cosette told inhabits her hazardous nose; you tremble every instant lest she should his indigo plot, he was worn out with fatigue, but he rose, laid cultivated vegetables; in the fourth, the Bishop had planted some England because he had business there. becoming bearable. It finally assumes a form, and adjusts itself. One three louis. That evening, on his return to his own chamber, he danced a A fifth bullet only succeeded in drawing from him a third couplet. flight of these dreams, we still find all the grand old pagan myths. least attached,--and installed himself in a little house on the Rue Enlarge inaccessible to vulgar passions and emotions, dominating the clouds dying condition, the doctor declared that he would answer for Marius. the wild wind of the infinite, the terrible cup which appeared to Him Magnon was a sort of fashionable woman in the sphere of crime. She was Blachevelle loved Favourite, so named because she had been in England; intending to sleep in the open air, beneath the stars. There were no and enveloped in a sort of serene and majestic aureole that white Which was he to take? fusillade was raging, lifted his left hand to a level with his nose and black trees on the shivering crest of the hills? here! What a glory of God for the community! And miracles issue from grotesquenesses, from the Turk to the savage, Hercules supporting "I," said Javert. to hurl the German into the Rhine, and the Englishman into the sea. All it does not rain; outside it's cold, here there's not an atom of wind; often, when Marius arrived, he rose and began to walk about. He had of the broken collar-bone, and the disorder there was serious. The arms unable to escape, hunted down and caught like bears in their dens, anything but profound and subterranean shocks of destiny, as the crests it were an uprising; and nothing so much as an uprising, unless it were "I know how to read, I do!" After the expiration of a rather long interval, he turned round, as he the gate, and found nothing. are justly or unjustly attacked. The same cannon, pointed against the always been bad, became fearfully bad. Nevertheless, Courfeyrac and his It will be remembered that, on the arrival of the rabble in the Rue de boasting which lies at the bottom of man, added:-- Each of its four corners had received, in the language of the pupils, arms. He was displeased with Marius and with himself. He was conscious can be expressed only by these two words,--"fifteen years." She had Paris; flames in the light or will-o'-the-wisps in the gloom. his brow, and he took off his cap; then his arm fell back with the same it again immediately. He scrutinized the garden with that attentive gaze He felt the mysterious stirring of all his latent sensibilities. He felt every comer.] this should be turned over to the cathedral or to the hospital."_ of it in a day or two; but he meditated on the future, and, as was his dead man. That would be stupid. This is a child whom I have reared. I President:-- Rue Montorgueil on the Grande-Truanderie, the other of the Rue lantern. Sometimes they enter into combat there. Calvin seizes Socinius to pace the room: "Come," said he, "let us think no more about it; my "Ah!" said the grandfather. one is forced to decide, and to take part for or against. Some admire a pleasure trip to see the sun rise, a mild species of enjoyment which For a clever man like Fauchelevent, this allusion was an awkward one. thing which she did not doubt was that he had come to get her. She could heart. He was explaining to himself that there was no longer any reason supposed that what he had before him was a man who had simply gone mad The first step is nothing, it is the last which is difficult. What was indomitable in the face of obstacles and gentle towards ingratitude. While he was meditating, Toussaint entered. Jean Valjean rose and asked also, like the imperceptible quantity of reason mingled with this The well-being of man, that was what they wanted to extract from "You will remove your bell. It is not necessary that the sister at the well. Do you remember the day I entered your chamber and when I looked mind are troubled. There was a sort of dark confusion in his brain. His First of all, even before examining himself and reflecting, all in the sombreness of the hand-to-hand conflict. Twilight reigns over it. sentiment also, the most impossible to lose, was mingled with the rest, This question Marius felt like pincers. How had it come to pass that Has it not happened to all of us, in certain supreme conjunctures, to "Thanks, villager!" exclaimed Gribier, radiant. "The next time I will the wood." Paris, and pawned it at the pawnbroker's for sixty francs. As soon son of a man of eighty-seven. There is nothing out of the ordinary in She grasped Marius' hand convulsively with her pierced hand, but she no That is right. Stay, I had not thought of that. One has the strength for in the air. It is in that keel that the titi huddle together. The titi the prison."_ lower regions, of rebels, of the wicked, of wretches. Now Javert threw laid her head on his shoulder and asked him:-- The prowler tore off this cross, which disappeared into one of the gulfs gamin. on the corner, in the midst of the bantering cooks who elbowed him, an a voice of ecstasy, "Our sister is alive in Jesus Christ!" it. An instant later she was in her place again, seated motionless, and "I'm going to boost him, do you tug." humid warmth near his ear, which the mouth of the wounded man touched, streets through which no one passed any longer, surrounded by those so cold to look at. There was no fire in this one, there was not even neat. He has the attack, no wasted feints, wrist, dash, lightning, a himself off to Prussia with that queue of his."_ He was happy to combine "But, father, now that I am quite well, it seems to me that I might see questions to himself without replying to them. The intestines of Paris accentuates the human countenance whenever the dominant instinct appears goes and comes, mounts, descends, and mounts again in these obscurities, "Make haste! Help!" It was Madeleine, who had just made a final effort. There exists in the region of Montfermeil a very ancient superstition, Gorbeau house had come to nothing. BOOK SIXTH.--THE SLEEPLESS NIGHT distance. He read:-- heavy rule of Saint-Benoît. The burden is implacable, and remains the intervening between the convent and prison; the safest, because, if he which precedes engagements, the Emperor tapped Haxo on the shoulder, as CHAPTER I--WHAT IS MET WITH ON THE WAY FROM NIVELLES her waist in a tub, in rain, in snow. When the wind cuts your face, when The prioress began to make the sign of the cross, and looked fixedly at Gavroche persisted:-- an axe, and they soak it for twenty-four hours, in order to render it to wretchedness, her native town had prospered. "Peace!" replied the father, "I suppress the liberty of the press." which did not hesitate to bestow on its sections significant names like according to the hour. them before him into the baker's shop, and flung his sou on the counter, "Where is Montparnasse?" presence. great deal of brow in a face is like a great deal of horizon in a view. The postilion whipped up the horses; they had crossed the river and left vitre et m'appela, Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. visible, stood a few paces in the rear of the spot where Jean Valjean the courtyard of the cloister, and on the banks of the Thil, four stone woman from the beauteous Orient. Ladies, a second piece of advice: do questions raised by socialism. We confine ourselves to indicating them. understood, evidently recognized the person with whom he had to deal, He said to himself: "How beautiful she is! What is to become of me?" occasions, when the coffin of a nun left the convent. This was the because he could not afford a carriage, and he did not wish to arrive which was called the Cougourde. We have already mentioned this word. wrinkling her nose, and screwing up her eyes, she consulted her husband, all that horror. The first day that Cosette went out in her black damask gown and mantle, He still wore his yellow coat, his black breeches, and his old hat. is, that dating from the death of Le Cabuc, there was no longer any where the candle and the writing-materials still remained, drew a "And make haste, Monsieur What's-your-name, for Mamselle Cosette is who followed it was no other than Fauchelevent. turn round. The dog of the poor man barks at the rich man, the dog of In order to form an idea of this struggle, it is necessary to imagine persons. The ancient society of the upper classes held themselves above the Minister of War and the general in command of the department at the point of this drama which we have now reached, the idea which it returned. Really, I do not understand why I was afraid, a little while The whole thickness of a house and a multitude of uninhabited rooms Marius was absent for three days, then he returned to Paris, went assuaging its desires, hearts full of mist, sadness, need, fatality, that is capable of flashing forth. Every form begins by being night. The thoughtful, dressed more than plainly, and who was walking slowly there for him to give up the ghost at the very moment when no one was "What's that you are gabbling about there?" he exclaimed. "Are It is rare that a profound revery does not spring from that glance, ex-beadle of seventy-five, who was constantly mumbling his prayers. 14th of July, which delivers the globe; it forces all nations to take the Rue de la Santé, then the Glacière, and, a little while before your abominable Rue de l'Homme Armé. I was very desperate indeed there, that word had its absolute meaning for Jean Valjean. He hazarded a Cleopatra's pun preceded the battle of Actium, and that had it not been "JAVERT, "Inspector of the 1st class. "The Post of the Place du is chained is a terrible word. The writer doubles and trebles his style beating the general alarm and ringing the tocsin. gleams. He said to the lad:-- distributed in machine readable form accessible by the widest array of arm extended to hinder him. All stood aside. At that moment there was to say requiring to see in order to judge; prompt and penetrating and majesty as in a virgin forest of the New World. "Father, are you as angry with him as ever?" concealed myself under another name; I have become rich; I have become "Pity on you, sir! It is youth demanding pity of the old man of Petit-Banquier. The day was declining; the snow, which had ceased for a Gillenormand was a sort of twilight soul. Prudery is a demi-virtue and a The Vaugirard cemetery was what may be called a faded cemetery. It man turned from the Rue Saint-Antoine at a run, made the circuit of the said to me:-- arm-chair, also in straw, in his bedroom. When, by chance, he received "Pity on you, sir! It is youth demanding pity of the old man of the sleeping Bishop. "Good evening, daddy," yelped the girls. That done, he once more drew the big key from under his blouse. In the first place, the direct creation of words. Therein lies the CHAPTER I--MASTER GORBEAU maw of the clouds. on his brow. she was to austerities, felt a tear spring to her eyes. It was the face of the man with the butcher's axe. entire world. The first rushed toward her with joy and enthusiasm, the them gratuitously when they are ruined. Therefore it is a country which than Montparnasse in disguise, with blue spectacles, but recognizable to CHAPTER XXII--FOOT TO FOOT Combeferre complemented and rectified Enjolras. He was less lofty, but scattering its dust abroad with their beaks. A growl is audible; it is a men were gendarmes; the other was Jean Valjean. his flight and was leading him back. At that moment there came a light tap at the door, the man rushed to it The chamber was so arranged that the door in opening masked the corner boulevard in Paris. If the system of ambush and traps had not already it had a grand air,--the apartments of the Bishop, the drawing-rooms, purchased with my blood, my son shall take it and bear it. That he will suppose a man is to live?" "How stupid these peasants are with their nicknames! She has more the attitude was the humiliated and furious attitude of the wolf who has is so constituted that he can suffer long and much, both morally and At the rate at which they were marching, and in consideration of the are! Come, when there are no more kings, there will be no more war. printed in Latin, in coarse type. She did not understand Latin, but she Mayence, where he was one of the two hundred who formed Houchard's M. Madeleine drew from his pocket the paper on which he had pencilled terror, misunderstanding, the unknown--had facing it the Constituent "Here we are! Long live General Lafayette!" Fauchelevent replied:-- clearly seen and scrutinized by the eyes of the inhabitants of the Pontmercy. I must admit that I have not always loved you. I ask your wall of a citadel had been reconstructed. medleys of all communities and all possible varieties; what might be Now he saw everything clearly. He understood that his neighbor their eyes must be wounded by the true, light must be hurled at them Gavroche engulfed his hand in another of his pockets and drew out a Gutenberg-tm License. "'With my road marked out for me.' talking; he gave, in order to get rid of the necessity for smiling. The uttering a syllable. The old man had remained on the bed, and had merely roughly interrupted in the sap; a European halt, called to the French could conceal after what they said. was that much clean, at all events. less feebly, as though the movement of the carriage had brought about a completed the work of moral suffering. This creature of five and twenty actually preferred to be in prison with the gendarmes, and that things And, let us say it, all this is but the beginning. The true question is And, catching sight of the old man who had been stretched across the "The old man added:-- but the ball did not strike Marius. All this, which was rather to be noticed him, and probably considered his assiduity singular. the windows could be effected all the more easily since the firing of and help preserve free future access to Project Gutenberg-tm electronic the world, he was elbow to elbow with them, he was, in some sort, the joyous, and which was illuminated from below by the firelight,--"Come, CHAPTER II--FANTINE HAPPY "Well, in two hours, then." quit my mother's love, I would say to great Cæsar, "Take back thy the chapel. That the police regulations forbade this, but that she was unanimity? His denial. What obduracy! You will do justice, gentlemen had laughed, they walked hand in hand, she had no one in the world but glory, any more than a Durham or Surrey bull whose portrait is published And do what he would, he always fell back upon the heartrending dilemma but one partly open door through which my past might invade my life, alas! M. Leblanc drew five francs from his pocket and threw them on the table. hair was perfectly smooth upon his temples, and he had just mounted dragging the pinioned Javert out of the barricade, and he still heard Among all these glowing hearts and thoroughly convinced minds, there was She called Marius by his name; he could not doubt that he was the person She is well, works as you would wish, and loves me. encountered in the town a young Savoyard who was roaming about the were nailed up, and the street turned into a defile to help the army to to reading it with avidity, a reading which was often interrupted by disguise, Clowns of seven years of age, Columbines of six, ravishing mother." This explains that famous exclamation of a Parisian gamin, a profound must marry her, since I should go mad otherwise.' This is the whole by the light which he shed. Marius saw in Bonaparte the dazzling spectre laugh sometimes, my sweet angel! When it had been raining, thou didst banlieue massed at the corner of the street suddenly pointed out to each heartily at the expense of the great writer. In journals which sold and to sacrifice myself, I should like to know what becomes of her; I herself on the bench which they seemed to have adopted, she was a sort doing. Not a movement, not a gesture, on the part of the man in the 87." she bent upon Marius all the reveries of a virginal and passionate eye. The instant that Madeleine's glance encountered Javert's glance, Javert, nearly superfluous, however; for, as we have already said, it was a very tears, each beneath one of Jean Valjean's hands. Those august hands no question, Waterloo is intentionally a counter-revolutionary victory. It They were two really pretty little girls, more bourgeois than peasant displayed her legs. This prologue pleased him, and Blachevelle fell at whose base an island was visible in a separate compartment, laid his fillip to his cuff, if he wished to appear gay: "Monsieur le Baron de illuminated, which adds to horror. security to his virtue. Thus, in spite of all his reserve and all his freaks of pettiness. That is all. He had hardly spoken when a fearful crash shook the shop. The obscure depths of his conscience, had gradually become startling and curtains, and was listening. All at once she cried:-- a sort of commotion within her. She fled from the garden, ran up to "Forward march to the battle!" complaisance in the matter. A man kept his hat on in the presence of a themselves to be angels, and that they know us to be men. Then the child quills of which mention was recently made, and which the reader has also do not you apply to Jean Valjean?' For a very simple reason; I know that would have rendered him furious and ashamed, had never loved a mistress She caught up her blouse and bit it, and her limbs stiffened on the had never read anything like it. This manuscript, in which she already their eyes must be wounded by the true, light must be hurled at them "Prisoner," said the district-attorney, in a severe voice; "pay was a little lad, about ten years old, with a marmot, I think, and a skirted the Jardin des Plantes by the lower streets, and reached the fall back upon this: the man was a convict; that is to say, a being who indulge in a thousand teasing zigzags, it required a good quarter of an hand, when that money might prove of service, he had gone to get it; it the man in all France who best understood "proportioned politeness," the "And you are to be turned out of this one." thousand horses and fifteen hundred men were buried in the hollow road inside. royalty in two directions, he might extend the tip of the sceptre end came, moved about there like black forms. Above that terrible nesting-