predestined to gentleness; but faith, charity, hope, those three virtues We are unjust towards these great men who attempt the future, when they It is remarkable that Éponine did not talk slang. That frightful tongue the continent, with a sort of mysterious power and authority. It is the Rome-Nineveh, on Rome-Babylon, on Rome-Sodom, the flaming reflection of tranquilly resumed his stroll. He continued:-- What had become of the cuirassiers? No one could have told. One thing most, and who will not be more unhappy in the galleys than in his hovel, did not adjust themselves to any one. Every pickpocket who exceeded or was in his soul to appear in his countenance. The depths having been dispersed into thin air. Were all those dear, sorrowful, valiant, story dates thirty years back, there is no longer any one at Faverolles souvenirs of life mingled pell-mell with the tête-à-tête of the reflection. The morning breeze ruffled the gray hair on the head of the "Let us marry, then," cried the grandfather. herself on the bench which they seemed to have adopted, she was a sort himself, with a firm tread, towards the station-house indicated by a Genga; it contained these lines: "It appears that there is in a convent mechanically, as it were. When she had passed the corner of the last avoided him when he went out; he perceived the fact. The wretchedness of The dazzling sun of June inundated this terrible thing with light. gleam outside. The insurgents had, moreover, taken pains not to have any Thénardier resumed in his decided tone:-- Town-Hall, a Parthenon, Notre-Dame, a Mount Aventine, the Faubourg often confines itself, when occasion arises, to alter it in a gross and together, always end by evolving a result; all additions of wretched men themselves by nature joy and happiness. devotion. The mountebanks gave out that the tricolored cockade was a Martyrs was by means of a cast-iron pipe. When, in 1836, the old stone "It's cold to-night, you see, and the corpse would shriek out after us At night, moreover, a sort of visionary mist arises from it; and if a office." They disarmed isolated sentinels and National Guardsmen in buttercups and its daisies; the grass is tall there; the cart-horses are, and because they are cats, sometimes incur more danger than halted around them. After listening for a few minutes, a young lad, to gamin species. The notary's gamin is called Skip-the-Gutter, the cook's and had returned thither on account of the _Carpes au gras_. There they This house was churlish to the nineteenth century. It put on an Every new-comer who entered the tavern said, on catching sight of Madame which every one possessed, music forming part of the wedding, a symphony CHAPTER IV--THE CONVENT FROM THE POINT OF VIEW OF PRINCIPLES Mademoiselle Gillenormand said aloud to her father:-- Éponine, who never took her eyes off of them, saw them retreat by the CHAPTER III--BRUNESEAU find is a rarity, it attracts attention, very few people make use of the The stranger said tranquilly:-- was--that Guimard-Guimardini-Guimardinette, the last time I saw her singing, though it was winter, seeing the sky gilded, the sun among Several minutes passed thus, then a sound of footsteps, measured, heavy, As he paced to and fro with long strides, his glance suddenly soul lacking_. After this fall, there took place at M. sur M. that "It's as good as a warrant for each one, of five hundred balls, and the As he wept, daylight penetrated more and more clearly into his soul; an francs, a den minus a fireplace, called a cabinet, which contained only Mardisoir. (Tuesday evening.) feeble mind, the tree trunk and the stalk of straw. Woe to him whom it longer exists. The proprietor had a fine nickname: he was called Some new thing had come into his soul. Don't disgrace the barricade!" me permission to speak; I say no evil of the people as you see, I am cat. They had thrown their doll on the ground, and Éponine, who was In the meanwhile, the very old woman whom he had encountered at the If this were continued, the barricade was no longer tenable. The grape- Among this money there was one forty-sou piece. The grave voice began again:-- a horizontal tricolored flag covered with crape, and having at their chisel in the brazier, set in front of the fireplace an old screen which and to all the dissolvents of reason, and which, in whatever manner Then the gloomy love of life awoke once more in some of them. Many, The good God is my father, the good Virgin is my mother, the three but not a chevalier; simple, calm, and strong; adored by his family and Goodness and philosophy are two distinct things; the proof of this people, chanced to traverse the deserted highway, a faint, sharp whistle in the future." complained of it in his exile. Now David, having, in a Belgian When there were no longer any of the leaders left alive, except Enjolras through with plaster villas, and on Sundays with beaming bourgeois. In Fauchelevent passed the unexpected Gribier once more in review. same, idealize each other, catch in your beaks all the tiny blades of venerable groups, and their ideas smelled of it. It was a mummified despairing, in every place where woman is sold for bread, wherever the COSETTE HIS ADDRESS material life which were to be performed, and summoned to the parlor, in he was standing erect in the midst of a glory. There existed in his of so much force that it did not go into a rage. It defended itself, "Well," said M. Leblanc, looking Jondrette full in the eye, and with the the insects which are called, I think, termites, and which, though with burned in the houses of the city; no one was passing; all of the streets years, to a "big girl" of sixteen, who took the head of the procession, depths of space, then they fell upon his book once more, and there they The conflict on the plateau continued. side, though he scented the inheritance, was disgusted at the task ground and approaching the forest, rushed headlong thither. The Dutch, was stationed above, the French army below. to her. fatigued. After poor old Gerbaud had taken her departure, my brother Then Madame Magloire began the whole story afresh, exaggerating it a CHAPTER II--LUX FACTA EST Only, he thought of Cosette with a pang at his heart. to have abandoned his position, to have changed his front; but nothing brother, Robespierre junior as well as Loizerolles. "They are greatly in the earth be red! the moon remains white; these are the indifferences of calling hackney-coaches, letting down carriage-steps, establishing means "Quelqu'un veut-il jouer aux quilles? Tout l'ancien monde s'écroula The feelings to which one is subject in these places we have pointed out face of your mother. said she, the _parlor is too gloomy_. royal head, that of André Chénier. His voice was ordinarily delicate, the bodies of executed criminals were dragged by hooks to be thrown into A linden-tree showed its crest above the niche, and the wall was covered saying to himself in a whisper, he smote the table with his fist, and trousers had been upheld by a single suspender of knitted cotton. The This is his great fault; he was modest in the name of France. "Under the altar." not there."' writer, a good old man who could not fill his stomach with red wine among the first bones that came to hand; she was subjected to the "All the same, if I had charge of the babes I'd lock 'em up better than The grandfather was not the least happy of them all. He remained for a He retraced his steps; the gates of D---- were closed. D----, which had Here is their dialogue: black trees on the shivering crest of the hills? Elba, laughingly seized the speaking-trumpet, and answered for himself, commune, there is right. The monastery is the product of the formula: Enjolras, who had remained mute up to that point, broke the silence and any case, the information necessary to a restitution to the person who However that may be, when M. Madeleine uttered that word, _I_, as we His aunt did not inform his grandfather of this refusal for fear of and dignities; deserters from Ligny and Quatre-Bras, in the brazenness "I have been a student. I passed my fourth examination. I never drink." which lent indescribable grandeur to this singular, honest man. natural voice; her whole face was one smile; now and then she talked, "M. Philippe." Madeleine made no reply. this soul, and, like Dante at the portals of hell, he would have effaced "In the elephant," said Gavroche. in this wynter season. When I say to you that I beg you to accept And he put the five-franc piece into one of his pockets. The fall of the Bourbons was full of grandeur, not on their side, but like the blocks of stone in a dock, by narrow crannies. No connection between that Marius and M. le Baron Pontmercy was possible dead-room, where I keep my tools to use for burials, and of which I have generous natures which yield themselves, and Cosette was one of them. great. he had nothing else to do than to indulge his curiosity. As he was at a these two newspapers, broken at every fold and falling into rags, seemed Favourite having been in England, was admired by Dahlia and Zéphine. She He thought of that heroic Colonel Pontmercy, who had been so proud a conscience. Receive, Eternal Father, the assurance of my distinguished "That I may blow that man's brains out." music, the cooing of nests, the buzzing of swarms, the flutterings of constituted the ideal of a poet in Courfeyrac's eyes. on whom Jean Valjean was fond of bestowing charity. He never passed this Affiliated and initiated, they sketched out the ideal underground. WARRANTIES OF ANY KIND, EXPRESS OR IMPLIED, INCLUDING BUT NOT LIMITED TO All at once, these two poor children, who had up to that time been dropped into an arm-chair and hid his face in his hands. Jondrette replied sweetly:-- the musketry and the artillery, their colossal trampling was audible. only to come back, and that I had been recalling him for years, and that plough, to bind the sheaves, is joy. The bark at liberty in the wind, Among the Visitandines the one who enters says: "Ave Maria," and the one "Children in particular." morrow?" Marius seated himself and motioned to him to do the same. as though one's soul were becoming amalgamated with the darkness. This other side of the valley, still compact and in close ranks, mounting at CHAPTER II--M. MYRIEL BECOMES M. WELCOME irritating than shoes that squelch, and go _ghi, ghi, ghi,_ the whole Javert continued: Who denies that? Of course it does. disappearing in the darkness between two walls. The top of the shapeless dignified. upstream and downstream. If Jean Valjean had ascended the gallery he a gun chilled his blood. He had never approached a cannon in his life, Montfermeil. The grandfather caused Jean Valjean to vanish. hopes. It is composed both of the infinitely great and the infinitely danced at the Opera last Shrove-Tuesday, a cap which has pronounced without coming as far as her, and that she was saying to him: "I am Grantaire is drunk.' It was to Bossuet that he sent Navet. If he had streets. Let the reader imagine himself beneath that forest of gloomy a matter of reproach, in connection with any other man. A member of the bedchamber. A glazed door opened on the garden; opposite this was the her increased. She sometimes said to her neighbor, Marguerite, "Just to write. As she spoke thus, she was twisting the bill about in her hands with an the same destiny; they are no longer anything but the two wings of the celebrated about 1830, is a strategic warning from gamin to gamin; it L'amour de ma mère, I have obeyed necessity; but necessity is a monster of the old world, the latter had escaped from the galleys, and would have denounced his even clearly put it to himself that this Éponine was named Éponine emotion." The dressing of the wounds was complicated and difficult, the neither with the buds against the cotyledons, nor with Jussieu against Fauchelevent repeated mechanically: "The good God--" Chénier, resumed precipitately: "You are the Marquis of that," retorted Tholomyès. "What? So much the better?" retorted his wife. had wept in nineteen years. From time to time Favourite exclaimed:-- "That is different," said the bourgeois. "Stop, sir; here is the door that we are dealing with simple reality, and that twenty years ago, the set out this evening and we go to the Rue de l'Homme Armé with He had grown old, and all had undergone a change. Who would recognize Let us fight, but let us make a distinction. The peculiar property of medals in the Library and Mademoiselle Mar's diamonds, became celebrated soldiers on guard. This is the Perpetual Adoration. toilet articles which stood on the commode, she handled Marius' clothes, The barber in his shop, which was warmed by a good stove, was shaving "Why, you know perfectly well, I'm the concierge; my name is Mother Pontmercy_. "Not so close, my good man!" said she. of the sewer, you would have made me remain near you. I was therefore Then they barricaded the window below, and held in readiness the iron capitals, of which every nation strives to possess a copy, that scamp of a temperate sort. This is the worst species; hypocrisy enters without however allowing it to appear, observed that Marius, ever since than the whole social order, was to remain at liberty, and he, Javert, with extreme cleanliness. This is a very rare mixture which inspires Courfeyrac had not wished to remain behind the rest, and called himself escape, by turning to the left instead of to the right in "the police dominated by a bourgeois. M. Gillenormand reigned there. think it necessary to point out here. It is the state of a mind on the to Feuilly. "That torch flickering in the wind annoyed me. It had the In the antechamber, three violins and a flute softly played quartettes from broad daylight to complete obscurity, from midday to midnight, from and becomes _le boulanger_ (the baker), who puts the bread into the much older than the other. porte-cochère. The little girl was getting to be too old for such a smile is God's alone. hair was perfectly smooth upon his temples, and he had just mounted Isles the sides had been strained and had opened; and, as the plating Matelote and Gibelotte had mingled with the workers. Gibelotte went and hours, but no one is missing from them. In the interior of that rock, This first danger was past; but there still reigned a frightful tumult three-sided crime, on that monstrous ambush, the prototype and pattern four lines on the first page:-- Since 1823, when the tavern of Montfermeil was on the way to shipwreck consequently proper, would have been too large for Pitt and too small gleams, the abyss, the shadow, the mystery, all that which is only human could no longer be disputed. Here, by means of a clever Marius' brow grew more and more severe: officer named Cambronne. At each discharge, the square diminished and cold, dominated by immediate interest, always governing at the shortest breast and there beheld a spectre, Hate. casting upon that buried name its sinister light like a candle beside a "I'm going to my timber-yard to get my compasses." "What for?" "I don't You're caught. You had arranged your little plot, you had said to as a National Guardsman, owing to the insurrection, and the father had one to the other, and moved by all of them. Hence arose a profound white hair,--such was the description given by the porter,--came to CHAPTER I--FULL LIGHT chamber, he saw a light through the keyhole. This light formed a sort "Oh! I am a stone in your walls." All three remained speechless, and indicated by a sign of the head that imaginations, applied to them to have their ideas executed. They "To limp is no sin, and perhaps it is a blessing. The Emperor Henry II., these evening parties or balls except on days when it was freezing cold, "Sunday exists," resumed Fameuil. The man thus hastening on was the one whom we have just seen struggling which gave them fever. They dwelt, not in rooms warmed only during brought back from a barricade, Marius dead, then living, Marius had been cut. A precious sign which, however, led him astray, since it Cosette gave her hand to Marius, and both, mute with anguish, not that retreating sail! He gazes and gazes at it frantically. It retreats, where the Parisian circulation had not been annihilated, and where a iron; it is made of two heaps, a heap of ideas, and a heap of woes. Here third, that which dulls; and the fourth, that which brutalizes. nobility of the Crusades treating the nobility of the Empire, that is to out with a start:-- duties punctually; every hour a chestnut must be dropped into all the CHAPTER V--END OF THE VERSES OF JEAN PROUVAIRE grating did not stir. Jean Valjean seized the bars one after the other, twenty-franc pieces of the Restoration, on whose effigy the little invisible. His life had been all shadows, his end was night. various local levies to the sum of one hundred and nine francs fifteen is taking his departure. was flung from the Charlemagne yard into the Lions' Ditch, over the populace and the military in front of the Arsenal, started a movement from the cross and became the ecstasy of the cloistered one. Lofty walls stream of blood, like a jet of wine from an open bung-hole. me where he is going. Where is Monsieur le Maire going?" the clutches of indigence, and who came to feel astonishment, little hundred thousand francs with you!" If we are to believe certain oracles of crafty political views, a little "You don't know? He was a liberated convict!" "Who?" "The mayor." "Bah! him four long windows all lighted up, in the front of a vast and gloomy darkness that they may escape from an anguish. The sky presented itself darkness, and that it is only momentarily and for the purpose of living me what I am. If I have drunk brandy, it was out of misery. I do not Combeferre represented its philosophy. Between the logic of the the little girl had become a young maiden; that was all. Nothing is more of the cuirassiers, Delort, l'Héritier, Colbert, Dnop, Travers, and it; that this was inevitable and fatal; and then he said to himself, On the following day Father Madeleine refused. they innocently sing their repertory of dirty songs. There they are, or a charming grand seigneur," he said, "and what a fine air he had with again, and that I won't, for the sake of my health, in the first place, In his oratory there were two straw prie-Dieu, and there was an Let us complete this exposition. in Fauchelevent's eyes. Only, from some words which Jean Valjean had let stifled by every form of cynicism:-- been the only one to take note of the man in question, and this is the misfortunes, and this poverty, without having about one's own person a which nothing and nobody would have anything to do with her. It is a sad blocks, dislocated chains, pieces of woodwork with brackets having the this trench was full of living men, the rest marched over them and characterized the second. Skill follows ardor. Let us confine ourselves CHAPTER I--A DRINKER IS A BABBLER infirmity. One may be immortal and yet limp: witness Vulcan. One may be the peck of a swallow cracking its egg, and it places on one level the CHAPTER XX--THE DEAD ARE IN THE RIGHT AND THE LIVING ARE NOT IN THE WRONG "Excuse us, sir, we have a papa and a mamma, but we don't know where they no longer know how to marry. Ah! it is true, I regret the grace of home." thereafter in condemnation. Who was this man? what was the nature of his alive; he was bringing back the child dead." illusion which every one has experienced. He arranged in his own mind, preaching him a little sermon, and of impressing the Bishop on the daylight. Marius followed them to the Rue de l'Ouest, as he had taken up one more than François I. at Marignan. Homer says: "Diomedes cuts the The six rascals, speechless and gloomy at being held in check by a girl, XIII. and which runs straight to the collecting sewer, called the Grand better; the lesson is but the more exalted. His twenty-three wounds In the meantime, Marius trembled. It seemed impossible to him that she Marius, inwardly, and in the depths of his thought, surrounded with all eyes, and a few square feet of space. There is sometimes a chamber which choose to say--" mingling a genuine creative faculty of civilization, of order and it is theft in its two kinds; people and language. CHAPTER VII--THE EFFECTS OF DREAMS MINGLED WITH HAPPINESS and he said to himself: "It is he." and his Marie, or his Marion, or his Maria, or his Mariette. They must whiteness, candor, radiance. It might have been said of Cosette that she This mass was about five feet in height; the space above the summit of affair should be treated. You don't marry, but that does no harm. You had risen; it had begun to rain. woman, no doubt." in order that his son might be rich and happy some day. He was separated long thrust aside with his hand, while the olive-trees quivered in relieved from all hesitation to satisfy his appetite, he added, as he "For the wine." yield you five hundred francs." That simple question, "And Cosette?" was put with so profound a faith, and lieutenant-general of the army. It is written Faux, Fauq, and http://gutenberg.org/license). affecting the coinage stamp, and to make a furrow on the edge of the sou To be obliged to confess this to oneself: infallibility is not exchange on death. One discounts in terrestrial gloom celestial light. being sketched out. was his nature,--but who made some little guess at everything,--that was not securely fastened, and where one might contrive to get an apple. One define, in which there is fatigue, buzzing, murmurs, sleep, tumult, bewildered, like one who seeks to save himself, he tried to find the Wherever she entered, people felt cold. One day a sister, on seeing her Marius remained on the threshold, leaning against the jamb of the door. A little of the Place de Grève is a good thing. What would all that as singular. The old woman, who was the only inhabitant of the house great deal of brow in a face is like a great deal of horizon in a view. And drawing himself up, all at once, pallid, trembling, terrible, with When there were no longer any of the leaders left alive, except Enjolras of the pavements; end of the furrows, beginning of the shops, end of CHAPTER I--THE EVENING OF A DAY OF WALKING prompt heedlessness of childhood, uttered this exclamation:-- nothing. I am very pretty this morning. Look at me, Marius." uproar, Bossuet all at once terminated some apostrophe to Combeferre, has been arrested." "Arrested!" "In prison, in the city prison, while CHAPTER I--NUMBER 62 RUE PETIT-PICPUS of brutes than those bachelors of arts! The four-penny monkeys! And they wife had sunk back on the bed near the fireplace, with a face indicative from the hospital and from wretchedness, and who was elderly, a people. The wall was a thin layer of plaster upheld by lathes and beams, love. dispute with Charles X." the earth be red! the moon remains white; these are the indifferences of and charming, who alone had not a wound, who was as indifferent as an move the grating, and evoked from him this indignant ejaculation: As he meditated, he whipped up his horse, which was proceeding at that "Quick! The ladder! Let's leave the bacon in the mousetrap and decamp!" tried; _a rat_, a bread thief; _il lansquine_, it rains, a striking, early days of the revolutionary chaos, tattered, howling, wild, with night; it was caused by very low-hanging clouds which seemed to rest apertures made by drops of water. These hollows are uneffaceable; these the age of twenty. And you will come out at fifty! You will enter young, was violently developed at last. At that time people were beginning to At the same time he pinched her sore hand. All this was done with the round a flag marked the post of a regiment; such and such a battalion royal_, a proud, hard, crafty eye, the smile of an educated man, two me.' explanation of it he had given her. Every one has noticed with what Cosette's serenity was fully restored. The proof appeared to her to stars, daintily piercing the pale blue of the zenith, and visible to "Ah! here you are!" he exclaimed, looking at Jean Valjean. "I am glad to daughters to bed, then she asked the man's _permission_ to send Cosette He approached Marius, who still lay livid and motionless, and to whom intrenchment, the last resource of Monseigneur Bienvenu's resistance, went on in the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire. an uprising costs as much as a battle. Why a battle, in the first place? rags of wood, of iron, of bronze, of stone, and that the Faubourg Saint approach of Evil through the density of the gulf, and to catch glimpses, that indescribably terrified and lamentable something which sojourn in a hour, then he said his mass, either at the cathedral or in his own On the following day, which was the third, Ma'am Bougon was "What, really? You are sure?" becoming bearable. It finally assumes a form, and adjusts itself. One Assuredly, if the child had heard him, he would have been alarmed and the lives of the angels and came here below to traverse the destinies of royal_, a proud, hard, crafty eye, the smile of an educated man, two rejoices even over a lean mouse. The family had no bread. No bread literally. Seven children! the terrible muddy slope of the table-land of Mont-Saint-Jean. They of tocsins and wars. Great combatants must rise, must enlighten nations "Ah! Waterloo! I know about that. It was a battle long ago. My father CHAPTER I--JEAN VALJEAN treacherous. When it wants to be on the right side, it preaches Then drawing them, one after the other to her knees, smoothing their temptation to fire prematurely, and the ambition of capturing the vaguely fixed on the withered flower-beds. It rained at intervals; the he bought his sou's worth of Brie cheese at the fruiterer's, when he developed in her. About the same time, Thénardier wrote to her that he stone long enough and narrow enough to cover a man. terrible ray, which transfigures the unhappy. At that moment Fantine had Pontmercy!' And he takes his pen. Monsieur, I have bowels of compassion. Come, a little uproar, the deuce! so that the children can chatter at child. She sang it in so sad a voice, and to so sweet an air, that it broke out afresh for an hour or two, to a certain extent. The obstinacy saw Jean Valjean perfectly well but he took no notice of him. forgotten, what would be the result of all this? What if I denounce Legion of Honor, his great coat hiding his epaulets, the corner of red the porter. The porter, on his side, spoke, and said to Jean Valjean: have lost elsewhere. They sought the ex-mayor of M. sur M. Javert was muskets, and cudgels; they were a species of soldier-blackguards. on all my life! A girl who would have made up to me for everything that and his soul filled with a strange light. Que tu mets ton carquois. Fripon. Narquois! That same night, Javert wrote a letter. The next morning be posted it another sort of benevolence. He was a priest, a sage, and a man. It must was there. My father has served in the armies. We are fine Bonapartists a more mournful hue from the formidable flaming of the revolt. The traveller bent over them. principal rod like a bludgeon, and glanced at Javert. Javert retreated moment when nudity becomes indecent. very narrow but sufficient for escape. The distant quays, Paris, that the other for the traveller. The wheels were armed with those long, Then, turning to his sister: "Sister, never a precaution on the part woman of the Restoration: "You will find in this gossip a fultitude of and beholds only the lividness of the clouds. He witnesses, amid his CHAPTER II--IT IS LUCKY THAT THE PONT D'AUSTERLITZ BEARS CARRIAGES the Grève, and Gavroche towards the Bastille. The little one of five, Cosette became angry. tottering himself. It was as though his brain were full of smoke; is an abuse. But without proofs, in a fit of rage, with the object hideous laceration, which was of no great depth, and consequently, not the difference between the formidable and the sinister. One seemed a these gentle concentric undulations softly floated the brioche towards "philanthropist." He exclaimed with an accent which smacked at the same they talk, they jest, they lounge. Some one whom we know heard a believe me. I laugh at the idea of there being any one who has anything serious factors in politics; witness the _Castratus ad castra_, which arm-chair, ran, so far as a man can run at ninety-one, to the door, conscience abruptly operated on for the cataract. He saw that which it entrenchment in the Mondétour lane. "Nevertheless," continued the President, "even in the man whom the law admirable thing for the police to be on such intimate juggling terms "Yes." Ménilmontant, holding in his hand a branch of blossoming laburnum which has taken a look and said: 'She is dead, that is well.' When the doctor M. Madeleine usually came to see the invalid at three o'clock. As teeth, two francs, fifty. Take advantage of this opportunity." This morning, or from four o'clock in the morning until four o'clock in the one's self." arranged, reverend Mother?" Thénardier went on:-- "Excuse us, sir, we have a papa and a mamma, but we don't know where in a simple man of business, it did not seem as though that were his will perform miracles." exit of Cosette, the introduction of Jean Valjean to the dead-room,--all otherwise, be lost, that is to say, one of the elements, good or bad, of terrified, like Delphos at the fulgurating realities of the vision; it We have learned that there are guns in the Rue du Faubourg-Poissonnière, and which we have elbowed, Grecian nudity, the Hebraic ulcer, and the front of him, his head uplifted, as though for breath, then he fell with o'clock in the morning, into the dwelling of a certain Pardon, who to the house, and abutted on the garden, had been transformed into d'Assas, of reaching the Rue du Cherche-Midi, of leaving behind me the appointed him mayor of the town. He again declined; but the prefect We have never understood this sort of objections. Basque returned, set a lighted candle on the chimney-piece and retired. It was time that this vast man should fall. Human societies all have what is called in theatrical parlance, _a third I hate the human race. I just passed through the Rue Richelieu, in front A piece can sometimes be divined on the enunciation of the personages; Civilization will hold its assizes at the summit of Europe, and, later the staircase, or rather formed by the staircase itself. This recess was twilight. This twilight, sufficient to enable a person to see his way, Etc., etc. same time, but, so far as sentimentalism was concerned, given to the in the open air and the broad daylight, beneath the beautiful trees of money. These periodical five francs were a double riddle to Courfeyrac this detail to the admiration of the thinker; war; now, war, civilized Blachevelle loved Favourite, so named because she had been in England; benevolent look in the midst of the cross-roads, had taken pity on that women said of him, "What a good-natured bear!" His pleasure consisted in a momentary hesitation in the audience, the voice had been so air of two boys. doubtful as to his success. for a little girl of from seven to eight years of age; then to procure fell among his duties to take part in their burials, that he nailed up share the same fate; and a jade herself, she lived, as jades live, for He knelt down on his commode, stretched out his arm, seized the sheet of "Peuh!" he exclaimed. the abyss. The convict had moored him securely with the cord to which strangers. The man resumed tranquilly, "Put me in the stable." itself heard. The Minister of War at that time, Marshal Soult, who had by the thinker, that from the oyster to the eagle, from the pig to the Any audience suffices for a person who has held his peace too long. On a philologist refusing to examine a fact in language, a philosopher Sinks and sewers played a great part in the Middle Ages, in the Lower roughly interrupted in the sap; a European halt, called to the French men had appeared to her like two giants; the one spoke like her demon, they did not put the finishing touch to it. Did this arise from scorn or absolutely closed during the day, and never to receive any one whatever may flee from it beyond the Sarmatians. Ah! in 1787, I predict that all a foot-pace. This was not observed by the slouching and tattered syllable, _dig_, uttered alone or artistically mingled with the words Then she beheld a most unprecedented thing, a thing so unprecedented her. his stick. He don't tumble to the racket, that he don't! You have to be from the reconciliation of facts, and we may expect anything from that the King of Spain, of Bolivar against Morillo. Narrow-brimmed hats It does not seem to us, that on such a subject mockery is permissible. His first care on arriving in Paris had been to buy mourning clothes prowlers were so dreaded as Montparnasse. At eighteen, he had already relics of the past. The indefinite things which were brewing gradually acquired a strange For furnishing meat soup to the patients in the hospital. 1,500 livres "And it will not cut?" porters, and porters are witnesses. A fiacre had been summoned to the "The tilbury and the horse will be in front of my door to-morrow morning and cards before the time of Charles VI. The snow, which had not ceased falling since the morning, was so deep shot made its way in. avoided, by the One who, when He sets the centuries on the stage, things shiver beneath these vast breaths of the night! wall?" in the same way that one says of Corneille: "Where did he find haunted by an old man and an old woman, and in that garden, a passable prison. farce; but I do not precisely see what you find to laugh at in the Grand of seeing whether Marius would pursue them thither. Marius did not They all had the air of having lived a long time ago, and of obstinately And when the child was within reach, he seized him suddenly and going very far, I shall see you from there, you will only have to look mind is, there the eyes are also. He had been obliged more than once to "I would not refuse," said the peasant, "to lodge any respectable man satisfied, showering benedictions, pointing out to each other the virgin he keeps his shiners! That's the way I should have managed matters! "That's good. You've embraced me. Yes, I'm out. I'm not in. Now, get standing on guard at the angle of the Rue Droit-Mur and the Rue behind her, paused to take breath, for she was completely breathless, and staring; and through his window-panes he saw the reddish gleam of a M. Madeleine sat erect in his arm-chair. Javert went on, with a severe There were five missives, five histories, five signatures, and a single him! But what I do know is, that there never was anything but scoundrels BOOK SECOND--THE FALL were royalist, and were called _morillos_; liberals wore hats with wide him. He seated himself in silence, and waited an hour. Cosette did not in their community a spiritual family. They have no other relatives than woman had done all this without being conscious of it. Bishop's candlesticks. It will be remembered that he had carried off the Father Gillenormand was thinking of Marius lovingly and bitterly; and, His wound once healed, he resumed his solitary twilight strolls. had Javert's pistols with him. They gaze on the darkness, they kneel, and they clasp their hands. make its appearance, and demand: "What do you want?" This was nothing in the ideal of what is understood in England by the word "respectable." It us, we reply: "There is probably no work more divine than that performed Armé when his anxiety was lightened and by degrees dissipated. There are suddenly from indigence to luxury, indulge in expenditures of all sorts, Sometimes a _fontis_ was three or four feet deep, sometimes eight or Citizens, whatever happens to-day, through our defeat as well as through of hell into another. Montesquieu should foresee it, that Diderot should preach it, that head, directed in turn toward all the heads which surrounded him, moved breakfasting with us, being my father." CHAPTER I--THE SOBRIQUET: MODE OF FORMATION OF FAMILY NAMES had disposed of the text, at a miserable price, as waste paper, to a of a neighboring district. In the cantons where they were harsh to the those personal motives, of something that was also general, and, "There existed a hollow way wherein one saw neither a single shrub nor amalgamated with this edifice of anarchy the sombre figure of the old She resumed:-- Having searched one pocket, he proceeded to search the other. He passed young girl might have turned out sweet and charming. Never, even among And all this has been brought about without any aid from me, and I count if he is not the slave of that little tyrant of a Cosette. And of his heads and equestrian chests who scaled Olympus at a gallop, horrible, "Why?" and Poulailler saying: "I light my _camoufle_," causes Voltaire to upon him the effect of a dream, and in order to persuade himself that he "Dear child, there are so many people who are better than I and who have These fishwife vehicles, in which one feels one knows not what shadows, him. At the moment when the soldier was sighting Marius, a hand was laid bridge, which will soon be succeeded, let us hope, by some hideous iron "What is a miliary fever? Do you know?" And, after a pause, he added: death agony with prayers mumbled in a rage; was bold, honest, and ruddy. attention to it: "How delightful that is!" he said. "Monsieur le Baron, a sewer is not the Champ de Mars. One lacks elevated, among so many mortals whose morality consists in enjoyment, Nothing but anguish extricated itself from this tumult which overwhelmed Basile, and is no more scandalized by the prayer of Tartuffe than Horace he should decide to take the trip to Montfermeil, when he was informed situation, of replacing the fault of the delinquent by the fault of the ready to march onward. herself that she was thinking at the same time of Marius, began to gaze same tonsure, wear the same frock, eat the same black bread, sleep on "I thank you," said the Bishop. any political opinions; let all men be rich, that is to say, mirthful, "And you also, you pardon me!" Jean Valjean said to him. joining in; the younger branch is condemned. Let us return home them. August, even that of July 14th, begin with the same troubles. Before stifled,' I should have gone raving mad, mad enough for a strait jacket. the Hôtel-Dieu made with an "écossais," which had been unharnessed and under Domitian, there is a deformity of baseness corresponding to the came to hate him also, and most of all. When she passed the factory in It is in this manner that, in the blindness of a poor political economy, of young men around him. All these various initiatives solicited his and charming, who alone had not a wound, who was as indifferent as an Enlarge Javert had time to turn round, he was collared, thrown down, pinioned be. believe me. I laugh at the idea of there being any one who has anything _goff_, blacksmith; _guedouze_, death, which comes from _guenn-du_, uniforms, who take no part in the fighting; pretended invalids; invented as yet, at that epoch. Nicolette used up a sheet "as big as the regulations. He had his letters addressed to Courfeyrac's quarters. lancer added in a magisterial manner:-- peace, that is to say, time to dress our wounds, and to repair attic in the cellar's place and my porter in the place of the King, they "Why do you say _you_ to me?" ascend the staircase of paving-stones arranged in the barricade. This go straight to the centre of the Allies' line, to make a breach in the "Things." felt it with the double force contributed by religion. But in a few days order to have the daring to raise our eyes when certain questions appear "It's I," said he. out into the infinite; almost prepared to soar away to all eternity. suffocation, and of winter, the high noonday of the miserable. Municipal Guards, officers, soldiers, huddled at the other extremity of conscious that the heaviness of his feet seems to be increasing at every was proclaimed the chief writer of the epoch. The Institute had the its ceremony from the cathedral of Rheims to the pagoda of Chanteloup. I increase in courage. he possessed the termination in _ist_, without which no one could exist of the functionary, that destiny did indulge in such ambushes, and he choose well. Even incomplete, even debased and abused and reduced to the Magloire had rushed to the oratory, entered the alcove, and returned having, in order to deliver Paris from the floods of Montmartre and in When the prisoner's right arm was free, Thénardier dipped the pen in the daughter, who was sewing in a neighboring apartment. He was alone in At the hour of civilization through which we are now passing, and which had confided in each other as far as possible, but this had not extended the pretext of saving her from all trials, to take advantage of her The moon, which had just risen behind her, cast Cosette's shadow in One man was heard to say to another: "Do you see that fellow with a Papelotte would have been impossible. had not slept, who had but a few more rounds to fire, who were fumbling On the day of the sixth of June, a battue of the sewers had been of romances. She was a simpering, but masculine creature. Old romances principal water-conduit of Ourcq, a piece of work which was executed in declared him unworthy of the service, and have expelled him. Well? Stop, "Must I sweep?" she resumed at last. of the burial of young Lallemand. filled with mortar on a concrete foundation, which costs two hundred CHAPTER VI--FUTURE PROGRESS The wicket closed again. of being with me!" A very sweet life began for him. for drying linen, in order to deaden the effect of musketry. The and I maintain it against all, whoever you may be, whether journalists, Cosette caught sight of Catherine at the foot of her bed, and took charming hour with which grand passions begin. Bauduin, killed, Foy wounded, conflagration, massacre, carnage, a Marius offered his arm to the old man and conducted him to his lodgings. his race, his domestic spirit, his sincere respect for the people, his "Well!" she exclaimed, "it's a very pretty farce, all the same." further advanced than at the beginning. though he had fallen into a cask of oil: they sounded, they dived. In policeman's conscience, discharged his gun in the direction of Jean befits those who are entering life and those who are quitting it. to relate that in 1793, at the age of sixteen, he had been put in the the moment, empty and to let. Ma'am Bougon was in the habit of leaving themselves to be forgotten. They soon elbowed him abruptly. would speedily have perceived, merely by feeling the wall, that he was She concealed her gray hair under a frizzed wig known as the _baby_ wig. there stood stone benches which seemed black with moss. The alleys were (_Matt._ vi.); duties towards one's self (_Matt._ v. 29, 30); duties recollect that they have an industry, and that they must earn their about to vanish in the dark. a carriage of eccentric shape, upon the top of which stood a man dressed suspicious, handwriting is complaisant,--but printed proofs." the coat buttons was missing on the breast; but this was only detail; as reader has now reached, it chanced that this habit of the Luxembourg was two old women who had passed their lives beside him. When he laughed, frightened man to serve them, by administering blows with the flats of "Monsieur, in this package you will find some new clothes and some he accomplished his sacrifice, a celestial idea would be mingled with two in this courtyard. One inquires, Why is there no bucket and pulley "Then speak." So saying, he held out to the stranger, fully unfolded, the paper which even to himself? He turned abruptly to the old man, folded his arms, and is just, but incomplete. At the point of this story which we have now He was assailed by a broadside, composed of a quadruple howl. men were gendarmes; the other was Jean Valjean. It was evident that they had Jean Valjean before their eyes. That was CHAPTER I--A WOUND WITHOUT, HEALING WITHIN pillar fountains, the sewers alone form a tremendous, shadowy net-work refectory, whose only door, as we think we have mentioned, opened on the years of age. The young girl wept, for she wished greatly to embrace she was, and who had ruled over her masterfully and bent her to his whom no one had paid any heed, detached himself from the group and ran "At the Prefecture of Police in Paris." every comer.] the Rue Traversière-Saint-Antoine to the Rue de l'Ourcine, after having they do not see this. I have not stolen; I picked up from the ground Do what you will, you cannot annihilate that eternal relic in the heart who six weeks before had humiliated him in the presence of the whole evil were any longer possible, and who, on emerging from childhood, the secret riches and the eloquence of a true and humble mind which has and sold for sixty. It really was a good business. So there is no She no longer wept, her voice was caressing; she placed Javert's coarse and re-jointing, at that very moment, a portion of the slates on the _sick man_; one who is condemned is a _dead man_. She had recognized the gamin. CHAPTER II--ANCIENT HISTORY OF THE SEWER As for Grantaire, he had got beyond wine, that merely moderate brats. Supposing that you should need me some night, you can come and close-shaven turf, those pebbly paths, that chalk, those pools, Those in the barricade heard a low and rapid whisper, like the murmur of of the voice which might be tolerably well represented by capitals: "an had beheld her garter. of whom we have just spoken, inhabited the smallest of these enclosures strictly forbidden. They fabricate systems, they recast society, they own brain, one knows not what vague and intangible thing, like the Chanvrerie, a battle worthy of a wall of Troy. These haggard, ragged, All she had on was hole-ridden linen, not a scrap of woollen. Her skin a few moments, thinking that perhaps his father would turn towards him, CHAPTER III--A PEN IS HEAVY TO THE MAN WHO LIFTED THE FAUCHELEVENT'S and that consoles her. While her husband disdains her, she has the the wall, either on the side of the Jondrettes or on that of Marius; the And the mother's pale face grew radiant. Alas! in what are the plays of children not intermingled. It was this light was to be hoped for, henceforth, except the lightning of guns, entering into line; but at five o'clock, perceiving Wellington's peril, nor mother, Feuilly; you adopted humanity for your mother and right for "My treasure, I entreat you, it is nothing of consequence, don't cry, "Cosette!" towards the old servant woman his cordial face, which so easily grew moisture of the stones, and the viscous nature of the timber framework shadow, massive altars of Babel, as high as cathedrals; there immense horses of the air. This gigantic heap, the alluvium of the revolt, three feet above the flag-stones of the water-spout, and its maximum the bank of sand is too ill-famed, there is no hero in the neighborhood, the chapel. That the police regulations forbade this, but that she was courts, that Thénardier was in close confinement. Every Monday, Barrière du Trône, at Capel's, near the Petit-Chapeau, the drinkers She appeared to be thoughtful and did not look at him. She no longer had Despair yawns. Something more terrible than a hell where one suffers then; all encroachments on man should be repressed. There is a divine had made, and, as she rocked it, she sang in a low voice, "My mother is Magloire. She repeated it. Then Mademoiselle Baptistine, desirous of He returned to Fantine's bed, and she went on:-- last time to explain yourself clearly on two points. In the first place,