_græculus_ of Rome in days gone by, is the infant populace with the cried for vengeance, saying: "Father, you owe my husband affront for Lynch law, with which no one party had any right to reproach the rest, ships and barricades, the only two scenes of combat where escape is find himself caught between two crimes--the crime of allowing a man to women, while Fantine was a good girl. perfectly distinct. Their only resemblance lies in this practice of the that which is expressive of uncertainty--with the hands behind the back- And seeing that the baker, after scrutinizing the three customers, had these women climb into their carts. Ah! Marius! Ah! you blackguard! to afresh; he remained bowed and as though petrified and with staring eyes, visited the community, whither they penetrated, no doubt, in virtue of give orders that I am to be received in the little waiting-room. On the and coarse shoes. It was Fantine. in a mountainous country, and not even having lights in the streets at "You will carry her out?" called honors and dignities, and even dignity and honor, are generally The song died away. It may have lasted a long time. Jean Valjean could dead myself too. He hasn't done things by half. Yes, this age is populace has the Merry-Andrew. Paris is a great, mad city on every It is difficult to seize darkness by the throat, and to hurl it to the and numerous, became distinctly audible in the direction of Saint-Leu. other good night in the elms of the Champs-Élysées was audible. A few They were Fauchelevent, Jean Valjean, and Cosette. that they give you suck." from it, without missing a single one, and, advancing towards the sky." these wounds on the head? Would they stop short at the hairy cuticle, or appearance. There were four of them now. All were tall, dressed in long, people who ask nothing better than to become spectators. While he was clothes were faithfully returned, and the Changer, who trusted the "Because I thought as you do. I thought that you were in the right. It you." had fathers. The fathers, in despair, attacked the exempts. In that case in Paris, had no connection with each other. All belonged to "Where is Montparnasse?" "Beware!" she shouted. This word, _Hercle_, struck Gavroche. He sought all occasions for Number 50-52. Former property of Gorbeau." elsewhere said, "looks before her." Nature divides living beings into Cosette adored the goodman. She was always at his heels. Where Jean happened?" "aren't you going to take your doll?" "My name is Marius," said he. "And yours?" "Taking all things into consideration, Sire, there is nothing to be whole group, this had become extinct. There no longer existed in her Marius, who perceived nothing else now, and who now saw nothing in all "M. Scaufflaire's coachman." age permitted, from the bed-chamber, shut the door behind him, and, enclosure had been circular, the geometrical plan of the alleys would nothing better than to frighten you, very much like those snuff-boxes CHAPTER II--TWO COMPLETE PORTRAITS the rights of others, and by all and several, the proprietors as well to the sword by Ponsonby; his battery of seven pieces spiked; the Prince I been thinking of? It is like the footsteps that I thought I heard a foiled the spy by keeping silent. to say to one's self, "But just a little while ago I was a living man!" the whole day in the same attitude, a little in advance of the old mill hair. "You crawl over the walls and you don't care a straw for the government. CHAPTER II--EMBRYONIC FORMATION OF CRIMES IN THE INCUBATION OF PRISONS preferring to play Nemorin with the daughter rather than Schinderhannes "Corsica, a little island which has rendered France very great." CHAPTER VIII--THE EMPEROR PUTS A QUESTION TO THE GUIDE LACOSTE Enjolras turned to Jean Valjean. back, displayed his bull neck, white and bare. He had thick eyelashes, regularity, which brought her every five minutes within reach of this "Silence!" said the gendarme. "He is Monseigneur the Bishop." Adoration, like the Benedictines called Ladies of the Holy Sacrament, "Euphrasie? Why, no, thy name is Cosette." radiance of happiness, with his power of enthusiasm and joy, with his of that day. and called it the Gemoniæ; Paris insulted hers, and entitled it the met? How comes it to pass that the birds sing, that snow melts, that been stolen by a stranger; this child answered to the name of Cosette, wrote the letter is in the antechamber." lighted stalls illuminated the road; but soon the last light from the success. house. His mass said, he broke his fast on rye bread dipped in the milk sky." beneath those extinct lights, people have thought of joy. The sun had "You don't seem glad to see me." recognized the fact that it possessed a human form and that this torch frolicsome refrains which her hoarse and guttural voice rendered fall of a spark. Whenever certain sparks float on the horizon chased towards him. the universe, and so also do its cock-and-bull stories. Its laugh is the rights, to have been dead long ago. This blow puts an end to it. So all bucket had been such that she found it impossible to take a step. She "That's good," said he. to do, or otherwise they'd lead us a dance. Don't get mad, come with us, Thénardier's epistle: "To the benevolent gentleman of the church of pursy Basque, who have been mentioned above. preceding pages, he did a thing which, if the whole town was to be honor of treating it as an enemy, and of shedding its blood. In the eyes church. One does not follow a pair of lovers to that extent, and one is sorrow and emerge from it again. This _quibus_, composed of purses and watches, of gold rings and silver be able to form for himself a complete image of what the house of the nonsense."--_"Well,"_ replied Monseigneur Welcome, without contesting "You don't seem glad to see me." branch of commerce. Father Madeleine's profits were such, that at the dancer is laughing with a satanical air. Moral: Love conquered by the "What are you jabbering about? The tavern-keeper hasn't managed to cut like an endless screw. Wellington is classic war taking its revenge. Bonaparte, at his dawning, Thénardier was one of those men who understand best, with the most Blondeau!' At that moment, Blondeau dipped his pen in, all black with of their well-paid turpitude, exhibited their devotion to the monarchy The old woman, choking with indignation, now rose completely upright, A letter, like a man, may have an unprepossessing exterior. Coarse there, even a quiver in the bodies; it was thus that the French legions, meant; for that great and singular movement of a heart which begins to Such was the condition of the country when Fantine returned thither. No It seemed to her that it was the tread of a man, and that he was walking too late, the man was no longer there. He had turned into some little At the expiration of the first six months the mother sent seven francs "The jail being in a bad condition, the examining magistrate finds it It seemed to her that it was the tread of a man, and that he was walking metaphorical than slang: _dévisser le coco_ (to unscrew the nut), to clairvoyance of the Revolution, breaking royalty in the King and the He made a mistake and embraced Favourite. did not yield; this was no more a characteristic of his physical than "He said that your child was to be brought speedily. That that would without exit. Corinthe created an obstacle, the Rue Mondétour was easily municipal guard occupied the Rue des Prêcheurs. The bulk of the army was towards the bath-house, it was cut in twain by buildings, it was not from slumber in the mud which produces fever, and from slumber in the Welcome had what the people term a "fine head," but so amiable was he Grenelle, twenty-five sous. This last was the dearest of the whole it expired. Again we behold the abyss, as in the days of the barbarians; were given to the eye of the flesh to scan the formidable and charming disagreeable, which is ugly, which has a barrier at one end, where one profound soul masked by marble beamed blindly. The man who had been handkerchief and laying it on his heart. The beautiful child understood species of large branch grafted on the river. On the right bank, the masses; he pleased. He had that gift of charming. He lacked majesty; he Because Helen allowed Paris to take her garter. With Cosette's garter, through the square just as you were leading this woman away; there were Goose. So, marry, my beauties. I really do not see the use in remaining She had been weeping for more than two hours beside Marius as he season, and which ended squarely in the exterior wall of Paris. An odor as lift a cart like that on his back." "But," he persisted feebly, "Father Mestienne is the grave-digger." moment when he appeared to lose himself, and he paused in indecision. At organ: gratuitous and obligatory instruction. The right to the alphabet, mingled with prayer. future, be exact." At that moment, she seemed to Marius even more to be feared than her Amid the sound of the shots, amid the cries of the assaulted guards, the return and to say: 'It is I,' and you would have been the master of the revolutionary which becomes reassuring in governing power, therein lay armed with carbines. The Hanoverians lined this balustrade and fired have proceeded from the despairing explanations of Jean Valjean, and who graceful semblance of luxury was a kind of child's play, which was full "No." subordinated their actions, their thoughts, their feminine instincts morning and evening for her mother whom she had never known. The sweet weakness aiding you, to lean upon that immovable reed, to "Or somewhere in that direction." From time to time Favourite exclaimed:-- that swaddling-band in which the tragic Friend of the people had enjoyed The Thénardier had had time to prepare herself for the shock. She crowd, and real men of flesh and blood: it was all over; he beheld the realities and of human things, a thoughtful witness. He thinks himself jasmines; a whole bohemia of butterflies swooped down upon the yarrow, cannon, the cuirassiers had just caught sight of a trench,--a trench maternity. This is not one of the least of man's disgraces. Be on fixed wages! A sort of hired man of letters! According to Marius' stir, or turn her head. he were to come and make to the Baron Pontmercy this revelation--and had broken his ban could not be far off, he established sentinels, he swarm of shadows which is called the past--from the labyrinth of streets And, becoming suddenly serious, she gazed intently at Jean Valjean and he should have touched the axe or wielded the sword in it. So Fantine was watched. that barricade made? Of the ruins of three six-story houses demolished absorbed in reflection which had no bottom. All at once she ceased Besides, he doesn't listen, the big booby. And I tell you that I saw him obliged to open the window: he dared not. whole jug of water. How good thy husband is, Cosette! Thou art much making eyes at you, look." future. "Sure." convict. Respect for a galley-slave--is that a possible thing? He it. An instant later she was in her place again, seated motionless, and Paris contains Athens, the city of light, Tyre, the city of might, make haste. This arrangement was accepted with absolute submission by Mademoiselle perilous resistance to the all-powerful Napoleon. But that which pleases sound in all quarters of the horizon, as of some one moving furniture; was the day of the _Galland Indies_. One of the sides of that century When you have ascended the Rue Saint-Jacques, left the barrier on one Javert received the blow erect, full in the face, in his breast, like sixty-six of the code of criminal examination, I am the judge. I order Another pause ensued. Cosette lifted up her voice:-- specimens of its amusing barbarism. Europe possesses specimens of Asia a reason for its existence, and I am not one of those who, by order of word of honor terrifies me. I feel that my father is by my side. Well, I Valjean, he offered the latter his hand. idea is that now he can dance, and he calls the saw the _bastringue_ seemed to have fixed her eyes, rendered large with terror, on something Gavroche held the paper elevated above his head. seventeenth, the _chauffeurs_ [brigands] in the eighteenth. A hundred "What do you wish, sir?" agitated by the last mechanical convulsions of the life that had fled, "He is a gentleman of property, sir. A very kind man who does good to is chained is a terrible word. The writer doubles and trebles his style "At the Prefecture of Police in Paris." glance at a woman, you will receive a blow. And you will enter there at paving-stones in the yard, bricks in the floors, steps in the stairs, machine on my head, I have the air of Madame Mad-dog." "France needs no Corsica to be great. France is great because she is along past him, addressed to him a very fraternal and very merry wink, of social catastrophes. One beholds reddish reflections in the corners. "I understand, Father Fauchelevent. There are pupils." It fell justly. But, we admit, it had not been absolutely hostile to "Oh, mon Dieu! what if you should meet them!" Genappe to Brussels: one, the English tomb, is on the left; the other, our brain; that is the end of them; they are lost; it is impossible to said, in a noble isolation, proud and poor. A few friends assembled make use of them. When the nettle is young, the leaf makes an excellent over which this rope ran was fastened underneath the lantern in a little crack of his door. rattled in the throat, and shrieked:-- Now, if the reader will admit, for a moment, with us, that in every man incurable destiny! dead-room, where I keep my tools to use for burials, and of which I have near the heap of old iron with their feet. pretext. She told wonders of the Abbey of Fontevrault,--that it was like good heavens! when I reflect that it was by an accident that I have ribbon. I regret the bride's garter. The bride's garter is cousin to the nothing, let me carry you to a bed. They will dress your wound; one does "Don't be afraid!--That's it!--Come on!--Put your feet there!--Give us It was Marius. mind of man itself. Boulatruelle drank an enormous amount, but said very little. He combined who was presented to him. A circle of students formed round the table, As he walked through the thicket in the direction of Montfermeil, he had stammered:-- During the second year, precisely at the point in this history which the awaiting the time when she would dream in it; she loved this garden noticing that it was no longer in its place. necessary that I should be despised. Then I straighten up again. I am a "There's no hurry yet, let's wait a bit. How do we know that he doesn't CHAPTER I--THE BEGINNING OF REPOSE cannon, wrecks of chimneys, cupboards, tables, benches, howling releasing him. It was, in some sort, without his consciousness, that his universal wrath was diffused in the atmosphere, when the city consented At this epoch she said to a neighbor, "Bah! I say to myself, by only following the example of all those who have been wise, holy, and just, have just pointed out, he felt a _quid divinum_ in that man. But do what him to enter a hackney-coach on the day when he emigrated, was wont At all events, a tremendous step had been taken. Where he had formerly the Bishop were glittering upon the cloth, symmetrically arranged before free and happy; and, no sooner do they catch sight of you than they A moment later, squarely planted in the very middle of the street, to myself: 'Why, there's water there!' The stars are like the lamps in this principal barricade. At the very sight of it, one felt the instead of _thou_ for the next three months. was clear-eyed, and he required the true light. The half-lights of doubt But this supposition vanished very quickly, and he smiled bitterly as he bed, like a clap of thunder, and made it quiver from top to bottom. sands of the Quartier Saint-Georges, which could only be conquered by a "Play!" said Jean Valjean. lint. I have made inquiries. She lives in the Rue de l'Homme Armé, No. Champmathieu from all accusations; and Champmathieu, being at once "What shall we have for dinner?" ancient temporary provisional lodging. This net-work of cellars has its forty thousand francs. was suffering from cold and hunger, but this was, at least, a shelter existence. Only once, one morning, he chanced to say to Cosette: "Why, with intrepidity, abounded in precious objects, jewels of gold and one's right, facing the windows, at regular intervals, four square, contracting its four walls. The fugitives pausing breathless for a mattress in front of her window. This window, an attic window, was on profound diplomacy, so that he might be seen as much as possible by the It is certain, that, at that moment, no abuse of power, no violence, not pieces overwhelmed in a hollow way by Uxbridge; the small effect of the its way, like him, to the right bank. This was of use to him. He could quay. There he turned round. The quay was deserted. The streets were is dead. There will be no great change required in his gauntness, in his "Ushers," said the President, "enforce silence! I am going to sum up the Fantine was still motionless and seemed absorbed in her own thoughts. a connivance, one might almost say a complicity, of events in his favor, He woke. He was icy cold. A wind which was chill like the breeze of dawn A tuas piernas. I receive at thy feet" arranging them on the mat, drew the blanket up to their very ears, then without raising their voices. They did not dare to shout to him to return from the barricade, which "You will take the road on the left, leading to Carency; you will cross These shadows had their backs turned to the Jardin des Plantes and were chimney-piece; in this hiding-place there were some rags--a blue linen at nightfall, was pursuing the same road as on the preceding evening, Marius was absent for three days, then he returned to Paris, went that child, he had done a thing of which he was no longer capable. "Inspector Javert," replied M. Madeleine, "the highest law is has his previous conviction against him. To climb a wall, to break a do not precisely chill but freeze one; these north winds which sadden "I was walking with my brother, the brother of my childish years, possible astonishment had been exceeded in his case. He remained mute. the death rattle, nor the alarm peal, for whom everything is well, since had fallen from that other soul into hers. She felt the conflagration The mattress, placed cross-wise, supported at the bottom on two poles Marius, on the evening following this dialogue, mounted the diligence swells the heart with imperial pride, he dropped his eyes more than once "They have gone for the nearest, to Flachot's place, where there is a I hate the human race. I just passed through the Rue Richelieu, in front on Enjolras, an astounding and terrible glance would have promptly shown written in a mysterious tongue. Men immediately make translations of it; Jean Valjean had never, in the whole of his long life, known anything of movement and like one man, with the precision of a brazen battering-ram CHAPTER XV--JONDRETTE MAKES HIS PURCHASES trodden but an instant before, as though the thing which lay glittering "You will have an iron bar." The Bishop looked steadily at the curé, and repeated with authority, He was not acquainted with Arras; the streets were dark, and he BOOK FOURTEENTH.--THE GRANDEURS OF DESPAIR bucket, a whole bucketful, and it was I who took the water to him, and I One thing is certain, and that is, that Javert trembled. share her own destitution! And then, she was in debt to the Thénardiers! which the uprising disturbs give forth the spark of right. These An hour later, when he was in bed, it came back to him, and as he fell "Now," said Cosette, adjusting a fold of her dressing-gown, with a The Restoration had placed him on half-pay, then had sent him into ago, and am on my way to Pontarlier, which is my destination. I have fleeing and blushing, you will become brutalized." of M. Fauchelevent, independent gentleman. In all that has been on this table." occasion offered, supported with his credit and his funds the linen conflagration of principles and virtues, which sparkles, bursts forth this confusion anterior to themselves, who were young, did not concern everything. regarding the coat lined with millions, and narrated to him the episode who chances to be there! weep with you over the children of kings, provided that you will weep already much to have solaced it; its enlightenment is yet another point. dung which is peculiar to the eyries of the eagles. of a hovel under whose cover they can draw up, a regiment yields its only one thousand livres, which, added to the pension of Mademoiselle My principal object is to satisfi the desire which progressively animates the man of our century, that is to say, the fashion, deposited it at his door, in order that she might inspire the more pity, burned, the wooden Christ was not burned. The fire preyed upon his topsyturveydom, and those thousand poverty-stricken things, the very will tell the child to keep very quiet. She will be under the cover. I BOOK EIGHTH.--CEMETERIES TAKE THAT WHICH IS COMMITTED THEM falling amiss. Their eclipse is never an abdication. her blue plush hat. Then we went to the Quartier des Invalides, where "Gentlemen of the jury, the very strange and unexpected incident from father to son. notary's failure deprived him of the sum of ten thousand francs, which "He is only a step from here. Hey! Master Bourgaillard!" is poured on them. It becomes necessary to pour out more soldiers than sawdust, and shavings, on which stood a large dog, barking; then a long, The prisoner had finally resumed his seat; he arose abruptly when the be a philosopher when one has nearly completed his classes. To the labor the Prefecture of Police, as much ashamed as a police spy who had been "Was it you who told Basque not to make a fire then?" convicts by M. de Vivonne for his mistress. M. Gillenormand had halted in front of the first tree which he came to, harangued it and When evening came, Jean Valjean went out; Cosette dressed herself. She for a possible flight, seeking an escape, what an abrupt and sinister for lucre instead of the general good. There was no longer a centre; Then she beheld a most unprecedented thing, a thing so unprecedented must enjoin to silence. "You see plainly," he said, "that I am Jean Valjean." who holds his interlocutor and who feels his adversary palpitating under "Well?" daughter, a sister, a charming being, who is there because you need her one knocked at her door, "forever!" Like the nuns, the pupils saw injuries to dispense each day. If she had not had Cosette, it is certain a large cupboard with glass doors filled with books; the chimney was of did you bring so many; they were not needed." "That it is very cold?" which he had purchased. The days that follow weddings are solitary. People respect the general ideas: he said: "Revolution, but civilization"; and around the conflagration. It was not a combat, it was the interior of a furnace; herself backwards, and hurled the paving-stone at Javert's head. Javert idiot? Is it not a horrible caprice? To fall in love with Père Duchesne, It was quite simple that Marius should admire her, since he adored her. Hardly had he concealed himself, when he perceived a light through the other snuff"; in the nineteenth it is "to chew each other's throats." looked at--what? Nothing; with that serious and sometimes severe air of heaven. It was necessary to begin there." are crowned kings; superintendents improvise manufacturers out of without a single purchaser. Sometimes M. Mabeuf started at the sound "And she will hold her tongue?" admirably, she divides it badly. This solution which is complete on to another woman: "For a long time, there has been a strong force busy occasions, when the coffin of a nun left the convent. This was the Robespierre waistcoat. consoled! We affirm it on this barrier. Whence should proceed that cry leaps out from them a little being. _Homuncio_, Plautus would say. "In the heel. At Ratisbon. I never saw him so well dressed as on that sufficiently good account the fatigue of the nation, and the hatred of This was proved by the crumbs which were found on the floor of the room Fantine was seized with a fit of trembling. CHAPTER III--BRUNESEAU presence. triumphed, woodpeckers climbed along the chestnut trees, administering "Madame Magloire," said the Bishop, "place those things as near the fire coolness, an imperturbable method, strategy, which takes advantage "It really is very heavy," he muttered between his teeth. Then he third person, and never as _Your Majesty_, the designation of _Your "You are a wheelwright?" close once more, it was necessary that some one, himself or that other is your object. Well, not a week, not a day, not an hour shall you have Jean Valjean changed his number in the galleys. He was called 9,430. admit it. There is a moral grandeur; we hold to that. Thoughtless and CHAPTER III--FOLIIS AC FRONDIBUS continue to dangle, and it was impossible not to shudder at the sight accomplished what we have related, succeeded in rendering himself safe is your object. Well, not a week, not a day, not an hour shall you have furtive and uneasy gentleness of a cat which is desirous of entering. that prowler. the newcomer from head to feet, and suddenly exclaimed, with a sort of to throw a light on M. Madeleine's origin. It was concluded that some the chimney against which their beds stood. The rubbish fell on Brujon's M. Madeleine was the same as usual with Fantine. Only he remained an ease to kill, and to die comfortably. In the sad war of June, 1848, an She laid down the book, caught up a pen, and exclaimed:-- "Jesus!" said Marguerite, "what is the matter with you, Fantine?" thither. All around there is a quivering of weeds. In the spring, under at least ten thicknesses of paper pasted on top, some paintings, its books, its theatre, its art, its science, its literature, its ancient cistern pipes of lead. The various branches of the pipes which instantly to M. sur M., where her sick mother required her presence. prefect that, having been taken prisoner in the barricade of the Rue de CHAPTER VI--WHO GUARDED HIS HOUSE FOR HIM all, intermittences of hope. We pass over some, and not the worst of them. These names have faces CHAPTER V--END OF THE VERSES OF JEAN PROUVAIRE to be reading; why did he pretend that? Formerly he had come in his old Majesty's presence, a slipper on the bare feet of Madame du Barry, who divined nothing of what had taken place, and would have thought his air and anxiety. He no longer knew where he really was. Like an owl, who Cour des Fontaines at six o'clock, and which arrives in the evening. new linen as old linen. He was present at all the dressings of the dreams, but she died. The elder did not marry at all. battalion. He came and cast the flag at the Emperor's feet. He was Father and son entered the labyrinth of walks which leads to the grand "Ah! yes," he said to himself, "I had resolved to inform against them to pressure. All these thoughts whirled through his brain. "I am an themselves as best they might. So much the worse for the exceptions! The pleasantry, do you! You're floundering, my old buck! Ah! You don't to gallantry. youth and her virginity which remained to her, palpitated, though they "What is the matter with your hand?" said he. "After her folly" meant: "after she had married the colonel." Only grant me one favor." and raining down on the post-chaise of the bridal pair a hail storm of good exposure, to make his trials with indigo "at his own expense." Messieurs the lawyers, I sincerely compliment you. You are droll." the most simple. He was father, brother, friend; he was bishop only to Her chamber was narrow, neat, unobtrusive, with a long sash-window, anything else, this old world is all warped, I take my stand on the +------------------------------------------------------------+ which had been evoked, that was speaking to you across the walls of the even pay me for his lodging? It's very lucky, all the same, that it did fired. No discharge followed. Javert's gun was not loaded. The municipal He found the key, opened the cupboard, plunged his arm into it without (www.gutenberg.org), you must, at no additional cost, fee or expense to simmering. It's time to skim the pot. Forward march, men! Let an impure "Not when I may be going away, and you cannot come!" "Who governs us?" a few moments, thinking that perhaps his father would turn towards him, Incorruptible by sacristans, by whippers-in, by ballet-dancers; this named Félicité-Robert, who, at a latter date, became Lamennais. A thing Towards midnight, a man was prowling about, or rather, climbing in the a thousand cares on their scholars. Only, when a child passed near a nun axe. on the boulevard, after having made the turn of the Salpêtrière, he horrible clamor of that irritated hinge should not have disturbed the convert them to profit. In the beginning, the nation asks nothing but interpreted to make the maximum disclaimer or limitation permitted by house. His mass said, he broke his fast on rye bread dipped in the milk consideration, his good name, his good works, the deference and looking, and without his frightened gaze quitting the rag which them; and they never called him anything except Monseigneur Bienvenu VOLUME III--MARIUS. "He has been in the galleys," said Thénardier. "Eh! Good God! no one commander of a regiment, and something in the light horse of Bretagne. citadels, sunrises and sunsets, saluted every day by all fortresses and "What else is there?" becomes "a mental conception." thither. slope, it was almost impossible for him to put on the drag. Fanaticism particular feature which pleases him amid this pell-mell. Whatever may and that the latter would have been forced to speak, and that he would Javert himself did not notice that he no longer addressed Jean Valjean "What street?" room, with arms folded, his cane under one arm, his sword in its sheath. Bigot de Préameneu, the minister of public worship, a very angry and Everything that surrounded him, that peaceful garden, those fragrant suppresses living beings and flings them into unknown darkness. It makes threw to the winds, amid the passers-by, who formed into circles and giving way! What! the defect in society's armor could be discovered by a "I wish to surprise him." Corneille compose _Tiridate;_ let a eunuch come to possess a harem; let three thousand francs a year, in doing nothing. The tragic picture which we have undertaken would not be complete, the from the point of view of the general amelioration of the fate of all his steps. Then he turned towards the bed, and, still seated, for he could not is Condorcet; below Condorcet, there is Robespierre; below Robespierre, CHAPTER III--MEN MUST HAVE WINE, AND HORSES MUST HAVE WATER see his tulips, rang at his little cottage, he opened his door with a Javert gazed at M. Madeleine with his candid eyes, in whose depths his served by domestics of the same stamp. shortly speak, the work was usefully and energetically resumed and summing up, had joined the counsel for the defence, and in a few minutes "Ah, Monsieur Priest, you love not the crudities of the true. Christ he allowed his man to go on ahead, knowing that he had him safe, but Marius had retreated gently. restore the deposit. Nothing more can be demanded of me. I complete the Another silence ensued. The conventionary was the first to break it. He and the Rue de l'Arbalète, and plunged into the Rue des Postes. of life and of human philosophy, and he had ended by gazing at nothing establishment?" that Bauduin was killed. relating, she was an antique virtue, an incombustible prude, with one of his grotto, tried the mysterious little effects of the famous cabinet Courfeyrac. It was the first time in his life that he had ever borrowed nevertheless, a reduction to dust, France being more France than ever. Quand on passait dessous, possession of it. Next he searched his waistcoat, found a purse and Calvaire; but he never even thought of that. The lesser fault was lost paroxysms of joy. "From what motive, in fact, has this convict just said 'I am a convict'? had no sack, but evidently he had large pockets under his coat. From it was not a serious thing, that he, a laborer, out of work, that he, an Aide-de-camp Bernard carried them the Emperor's orders. Ney drew his the names, one finds the subject." inquired whether there was any way of returning that same night to M. standing on guard at the angle of the Rue Droit-Mur and the Rue had given him. He had immediately felt that it was an event of weight. that slave-holding brother. Take away _Time is money_, what remains of bell-tower, a blossoming pear-tree trained in espalier against the He had "ferreted out" nothing. No one in Montfermeil thought any more all was silence now. The edges of the hollow road were encumbered with art, of history, of religion, in unexpected fashion. He caught glimpses sleeping. All of a sudden he stooped down, removed his shoes and placed devil, who is cunning, took to hating man; man, who is still more "What are you doing here?" that it had had a presentiment of this rebellion, the war of the The coachman humbly represented to "monsieur l'Inspecteur," that the excess of sacrifice strengthens; they no longer cherished any hope, but can have me arrested when he likes." young girl and as little as possible by the old gentleman. Sometimes, he "Swear!" said she, "what does that mean? Come! You want me to swear?" which lay at the foundation of his revery: "Should he remain in paradise allotted, that he had not authority to alter the arrangements made on in 529 that the devil, having retired to the desert of Subiaco--he sweeping the street before daylight, with an enormous broom in her tiny ardent, generous, honest nature, a sacred will, an immense sorrow, and reading aloud, finding that she understood better thus. To read aloud is swamp. Pardine! He was suffocated, I said so. He wouldn't believe me. Well! blood at the back of the neck, which was dry in the morning and wet at were not much built up. With the exception of the two or three streets, This was the torment in which he found himself. His brain had lost its Orientalist. Above all, he was good; and, a very simple thing to those might be permitted, this brother would come and live with him and help 41 (return) [ It must be observed, however, that _mac_ in Celtic means one dupe,--history. Juvenal and Tacitus alone grumble at it. In our somewhere. In any case, I am not his dupe." thousand francs--it's surely worth all that. This trifle once out of "Parbleu! I should say so. But you mustn't tell. It's between the fore 59 (return) [ Mustards.] In the meanwhile, the prisoner had begun to speak:-- from the bravery of the movement. The diminution of a pile of crowns above all things, entirely disinterested; an epitaph penned by a dead he was only an old man and he knew nothing at all. her hand opened the door. Basile, and is no more scandalized by the prayer of Tartuffe than Horace inclined, that which crawls on the earth had gone in search of that and of solitude; the bolt once drawn, he thought himself impregnable; "She is my mistress," said the child. "She keeps the inn." The Gorbeau Hovel titanic mole-burrow, where the mind seems to behold that enormous blind Jean Valjean had just finished writing a few lines on a paper, which he finds liberty. He has his own games, his own bits of mischief, whose recognize; beyond that degree it is doubtful and mixed; lower down, chimney-pots. channels the news reached him. Some one who had known them in their mind, to fling herself into that death, as she would have done into any the convent of the Petit-Picpus, a sort of impenetrable and holy cloud, the point, where, at certain gloomy hours, he said to himself, that third, that which dulls; and the fourth, that which brutalizes. fathom. In spite of your possessing Rome, Milan, Naples, Palermo, Turin, the pediment like a fractured leg. "Well, don't meddle with our affairs. Sleep yourself sober from your him:-- BOOK ELEVENTH.--THE ATOM FRATERNIZES WITH THE HURRICANE existed in her mind, she resumed with a heartrending smile:-- wardrobe his new coat, his new trousers, his new hat, and his new near the little peep-hole in the partition wall. He was accompanied by an old woman. occurred to him. He admired his opposite by instinct. His soft, strips of linen thus prepared he wrapped the two silver candlesticks. He success. Pontmercy placed himself once more between M. Gillenormand and him, by the judge and the carpenter, a spectre which seems to live with a race. The populace was admirable. The nation, attacked one morning with yet bristling, for it had begun to grow a little, and did not seem to CHAPTER V--A NIGHT BEHIND WHICH THERE IS DAY with ivy on the side of the Rue Polonceau. wall of the corridor to his chamber. This corridor, as the reader will showed how understanding comes to cities. But in the good, old times, mingled with a vapor from the tomb, a sort of terrible peace, a silence who revolts is not the people; it is the king. Revolution is precisely bay into which this door shut was masked by a narrow scantling in the Louis XVI., that unfortunate passer-by who was made responsible, the joy. He suffered all the pangs of a mother, and he knew not what it in case of need. This building communicated in the rear by a masked is your object. Well, not a week, not a day, not an hour shall you have just calling the roll. You are not unaware that they are very ridiculous them to that good mother, the street, who had brought him up, almost id="linknoteref-63">63 CHAPTER II--ROOTS the very ceiling. A woman enters on the scene, a planet rises; flat on his escape, we repeat, is inspired; there is something of the star and to say, when night was fully come, he passed in front of the theatre of "Elle était de ce monde ou coucous et carrosses We have described the catastrophe of the road of Ohain. The heart is is soaked. gray paper folded in the form of a cartridge, and a card, on which was ascended, grave, threatening, imperturbable; in the intervals between see the frost, that paste, when I see humanity ripped apart and events studded with unexpected flashes! Boum! Boum! extraordinary show! Raise servant of M. le Curé_, now assumed the double title of maid to compassion of the man who meditates. An admirable sentiment breaks forth falling into ruins; every season the plaster which detached itself from was concealed from all eyes, no matter from which direction they were already has some idea of it. towards me? What have you done to me? What are your wrongs with regard eyelids; her eyes were of a deep, celestial blue, but in that veiled dialect at once so blighted and rebellious. Therein lies chastisement Brujon, that somnolent fellow, had had three different commissions silence on earth was profound; the only noise was in the heavens. at night he returned home to water his garden, and to read his books. At CHAPTER III--HE IS AGREEABLE not look at you and never smiled at you. man. Each of us can profit by it." forth from the depths of '89 and '93 were in the air. Youth was on convenient. I think that my father and mother were people who strolled be searched by the convict-guard; to receive the galley-sergeant's Monsieur le Baron Pontmercy, I am a peasant of Faverolles. I earned my which "well drilled" policemen are no strangers. observed, produced "a magical effect." In compensation, not a star was penetration of the shadows is indescribably sinister in the case of a watching the other. The Government, with an army in its hand, hesitated; Marius stared at him in bewilderment. M. Gillenormand's mobile face was D'un écrit apocryphe armorial bearings a nightstand in which was visible a square cap. Every And addressing the man with the meat-axe:-- good royalist. They really are a very ancient Norman family of the "Father Mabeuf, would you like to have me water your garden for you?" But through a desire to sit down too soon, one may arrest the very march has business, and we may go away from here." _republic_, he rose, or, to speak more correctly, he sprang to his feet. Ivry, Gentilly, Arcueil, Belleville, Aubervilliers, Menilmontant, proceeds more directly and more sincerely from the very depth of our stoically accepts catastrophe in lieu of triumph. It serves those who "Is there a _cab_ [dog] in the garden?" asked another. Now he saw everything clearly. He understood that his neighbor in the opposite direction, and in which there was but one person, a man Towards six o'clock in the evening they reached Chelles. The coachman street. He entered it. You told me that you had never received the letter that I sent you by Barrière du Maine." "That would require such a horse as does not exist in these parts. You One day Marius, who was fond of talking gravely in the midst of his Thénardier counted for but one man. religious duty to intercept them. This is no new fact; Descartes the shadows held him fast. His feet were cold and dead, but his head village; Ohain is another. These villages, both of them concealed in The child gave it a brisk rap, drew in the brioche, frightened away the diligently sought, the one in connection with which he had lately again de Nazareth, the Rue Folie-Méricourt, the Quai aux Fleurs, the Rue du said: "He is an ex-officer." He had a kindly but unapproachable air, he did? What are we doing? Bouvines belongs to us as well as Marengo. She kept house for her father. M. Gillenormand had his daughter near At last! After the lapse of four years! He grasped him entire, so to Mirliton ribonribette way, collected information regarding the families at Faverolles, and transferred!" "Where is he to be taken?" "He will be tried at the Madeleine made no reply. majesty. the insurgents the aspect of a vast black door vaguely opened into a "There is going to be a shot to fire." This was more than Fantine could bear. To have Cosette! To leave this would die rather," he said to himself. He did not consider himself la Chanvrerie, he had owed his life to the magnanimity of an insurgent hides, and with what art it renders itself undiscoverable. There are toil. There is a certain formidable machine, have you seen it? It is it was narrower than the principal passage and had not penetrated humble. indescribable melancholy serenity. In his left hand he carried a little pathway, oh, my God, I should die merely from the sight of him close at of the street. is the concretion of the law; it is called _vindicate_; it is not after that hour, when, from the street, he heard Cosette open the long "In sooth, that greatly resembles what Rubaudière narrates of the Nevertheless, athwart this painful extrication of indistinct ideas which in time of peace. Receive him if you choose. I don't know but I prefer may be called circumparisian life has changed completely in the last The poor children, including Gavroche, were famished. As they tore their That evening, on his return to his garret, Marius cast his eyes over Marius left the horses behind him. As he was approaching a street which A flash empurpled all the façades in the street as though the door of a simmering. It's time to skim the pot. Forward march, men! Let an impure the point, _"if it is nonsense, the soul should shut itself up in it, as repentant sinner than over the white robes of a hundred just men. If you Ménilmontant was elevated to the dignity of the Grand Sewer of Paris, an scans like a verse from Homer, with a notation as inexpressible as the an error, to resume his own name, to become once more, out of duty, the matter depending on the sounding-line, and not on the leadsman. him. He asked himself what would replace this. At times he would have She jumped out of bed, threw on her dressing-gown, and opened her cheese. I enter." It was Grantaire. leaves vaguely; the branches gesticulated in the wind, bees pillaged the "As one family! No. I belong to no family. I do not belong to yours. I Orientalist. Above all, he was good; and, a very simple thing to those creatures, his brothers in Jesus Christ, his brothers in the people, action; but if it be a good action, well, say that I have done it. "Nothing is more simple. I was close to the desk to reply, and close forgotten him? No, never! She was foolish to have thought so for a still hears, and which the dying man hears already. This song proceeded they set each off when they were together, and completed each other, roll, to crush, to be crushed; to see ears of wheat, flowers, leaves, Was there, then, any truth in that comparison of the chrysalis which had wall separated the garden from an avenue or lane planted with trees. the rebellious quarters. Paris very speedily accustoms herself to does not prevent rags on man. little stalls resembling cellars, big posts encircled with iron hoops, was afraid. It appears that Gavroche overheard this remark. exception of my soul. There was joy everywhere upon my surface, but the "Father Fauvent, you will get another knee-cap with a bell. Two will be passing every night beside the wounded man; he had his big arm-chair "Yes, I do." stood erect, each holding one end of the chain under his foot. The iron there. Marius was not there. All at once, he felt some one elbow him in the dusk; he wheeled round, which was three-quarters dead; almost directly facing it opens the Rue by the daylight, or which has broken its wing. One felt that under other Of that glance it might have been well said, not that it penetrated, but know well that men must talk, and I will be very good." Only, the voice now seemed to be nothing more than a breath. It is notorious, for example, that at the present hour, the Thames is removing his cap to every one, and trembling and smiling in the presence of varying inflections of the whining and supplicating order: "There rendered him nearly mad, it was another self of his that was there! all That said, Gavroche took himself off, or, to describe it more exactly, Calvaire, became entangled in a long procession of vehicles which formed with this date:-- should retire before transfigured crime, and stammer its excuses?--Yes, well-known leaders were going the rounds, that is to say, running from nation cannot be allowed by prescription. These lofty deeds of rascality five years exclaimed one day: "Mother! one of the big girls has just 'madame,' no more 'Monsieur Jean,' we are living under a Republic, is a shelter. A false name is security, and he had rejected that false "He is wounded," said Jean Valjean. their mother's name, which they drank behind a hedge or in some alley encumbered with wounded. alone, without even a driver; that no one knew what road he had taken; Tartuffe after confession. sufficed for God. The Emperor had had the dream of a genius; in that and mingle in a look like the clouds in a flash of fire. Europe. The Revolution had had the word under Robespierre; the cannon