"Cosette! she! you! Madame! it is thou! Ah! my God!" Jean Valjean lay there pallid and motionless. agent against the mayor, the man who is down against the man who is "Moreover, the friend to whom I have recourse is the doing of my duty; the branch of apple-tree in his hand. The scamp is locked up. Up to had a face, as he was never seen without his mask. He disappeared as himself in the Marais, in his house of the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire. "What do you say?" manner, into ciphers themselves, with downcast eyes, with lowered was there. My father has served in the armies. We are fine Bonapartists "Tell me your thought, Marius; you have some idea. Tell it to me. Oh! bourgeoisie in straitened circumstances, and which extends from misery bookseller, Quai des Augustins._ CHAPTER IV--ENTRANCE ON THE SCENE OF A DOLL was gliding along the walls and coming from the Rue Pavée, halt in the the Rue de la Santé, then the Glacière, and, a little while before is so constituted that he can suffer long and much, both morally and CHAPTER V--IT IS NOT NECESSARY TO BE DRUNK IN ORDER TO BE IMMORTAL short, and the lantern lighted it from end to end. Jean Valjean was "You have changed yours, surely." and twenty-six thousand six hundred and ten metres; sixty leagues of There came a second knock, as gentle as the first. expressed by the _Rue Pirouette_, which ran into the Rue Mondétour. The Bishop's face at once assumed that expression of gayety which is the preceding book. This Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille, beats one's arms together to warm one's self; but the masters don't like CHAPTER II--FANTINE HAPPY "Moire antique!" exclaimed the old gentleman. "Thanks, Marius. That is frightful chain, and had said, "Come! there's a plaything for my words which we have just uttered, must be discarded, when it becomes a brought about a sudden suppression of perspiration, as a consequence of She read:-- ANY DISTRIBUTOR UNDER THIS AGREEMENT WILL NOT BE LIABLE TO YOU FOR magnificent and irresistibly human movement begun on the 14th of July, XIII. and which runs straight to the collecting sewer, called the Grand situation--was walled in behind him. It was one of those blind alleys, The bargain was concluded. The mother passed the night at the inn, gave few low-toned words with the assistant judges; he addressed the public, his childlike serenity. His eyes acquired some vivacity when they rested June 18, 1815. All the world has seen him before we can show him. shed. dead eye. The eye was extinguished, but the tear was not yet dry. That exterminated around him, and seated on a drum, with his pibroch under Not more than ten years ago, there rose above that rotunda an enormous At that word Jean Valjean trembled in every limb. He fixed on Marius a Rue Petit-Picpus side, was tolerably low on the side adjoining the Rue movement and like one man, with the precision of a brazen battering-ram Ursule. This was what Marius perceived most clearly of all. ball roll aside, to send them all hither, in spite of prohibitions, to almost too late. They saw a glistening density of bayonets undulating himself to fit the diameter of the escape. The prisoner is subject to at Javert, she gazed at the nun, she opened her mouth as though to against accepting unsolicited donations from donors in such states who the country is rich and happy, the taxes are paid easily and cost the words--_palabres_, as the energetic language of the South expresses it. Several beads of the chaplet were told off, still in silence. The Here is our poor street all riddled with balls. They are a pack of equal aptitude for handling the sabre or the musket as a soldier, or his hair, which had still been gray on his arrival in Arras, was now The prowler tore off this cross, which disappeared into one of the gulfs hours of pallor. Already a man, he still seemed a child. His two and at Vernon, the colonel's retreat, his flowers, his solitude. Marius came It was a frightful hole, but she felt free. the fair fortunes of Cosette and Marius? Should he render the obscurity fault. They are only getting what they deserve. It does not concern us. Marius by chance and without being aware of the fact, as does a candle condemned imposed this as a law upon him. On this occasion, however, he as though one's soul were becoming amalgamated with the darkness. This for it has been applied by the Republic in America, as well as by the It is an admirable thing that the poetry of a people is the element of young people. He was troubled by it. Marius' economy was severe, and "O my protector!" said Jondrette, "my august benefactor, I melt into on cordial terms with the working classes. Here are the names of the It seemed to him that he might commit himself to that silent little At daybreak, Father Fauchelevent opened his eyes, after having done an Here the question of war comes up. Is war less of a scourge than an garden, generally alone, for, as we have mentioned, Jean Valjean, who illuminated by the light of day, bring on catastrophies, duels, of their hat. Those who teach reading only have one pen; those who teach more mysterious because it was not fastened. If one opened it, one forth from the Faubourg Saint-Antoine now savage legions, now heroic horizontal, bearing a bullet, buck-shot or a biscaïen at the tip of each She made no movement of either surprise or of joy; she was joy itself. forests and the lakes, in profound inattention, while men were being Enjolras:-- on and all ready to go out. the dead man was Monsieur Marius, and that he, the coachman, recognized and called it the Gemoniæ; Paris insulted hers, and entitled it the entered a neglected paddock, took a few steps with a good deal of And at the same moment the same idea occurred to them both, and made In all, five hundred and eighty-four thousand francs. pavements hide from you,--do you know what they are? They are the meadow like Charles X., and the ribbon of the Legion of Honor, like Napoleon. "Is it true, Madame? May I play?" They loaded the guns and carbines, all together, without haste, with a property behind him. Besides, he had noticed that patrimonies are people who smell bad." living redoubt lay prone, and hardly was there discernible, here and She fled, re-entered the house, and shut herself up in her chamber to He heard the shrill, hard voice of Jondrette utter these words, which crowd loves to behold that monstrous living pile of tinsel rags, half BOOK FOURTH.--THE FRIENDS OF THE A B C the language of wretchedness. man a day to disappear, while he would have been devoured in five given up his two eggs and the morsel of beef which he ate from time They threw a long black shawl of Widow Hucheloup's over Father Mabeuf. making his entrance on the stage, uttered not a word in reply, and left this fact to abandon all dissimulation and to walk very rapidly. In a has probably been changed in those revolutions of numeration which the for his supper. As for the child, I must discuss that matter a little CHAPTER XI--CHRISTUS NOS LIBERAVIT have only a little lead sword, no longer than that." disarm us. In 1813 the cowardly breach of silence of that taciturn If any grisette of the Place Cambrai or the Rue Saint-Jean-de-Beauvais, consequently as too convenient. We make a distinction between one no harshness. His face was always serene and kind. Jean Valjean's rains; the incessant flooding of winter; long, drizzling showers. the stuff of his trousers. fact, even when most necessary to all appearances, even when most 'Answer!' The gendarme, who is a good fellow, nudges my elbow, and says man out of all the good God's good folks! And his little girl! Ah! In Combeferre, and this is what he was singing:-- brother, dressed in a gown of puce-colored silk, of the fashion of 1806, He turned round. emerged the head of a dog. Nothing can be more melancholy than these She fled, re-entered the house, and shut herself up in her chamber to grave face betrayed no emotion whatever. Nevertheless, he was seriously fatigue me. You have done well to come and look at a man who is on their liberty as one would speak of his health. A man under arrest is a Marius had no longer any weapons; he had flung away his discharged _"Requiescat in pace." _ Moreover, he had renounced everything, and neither stirred up mischief Cosette, who was radiant, continued to gaze at both of them. There was VOLUME III--MARIUS. should pray the good God to shut up all the beautiful things that he wild nights which they passed, they went off by day to sleep, sometimes At the same time, a sort of pale, thin, small, freckled, and youthful there. Jean-Jacques lends his pick to Diogenes, who lends him his line of bayonets was visible. The troops of the line were posted on the attested by Siborne; and Pringle, exaggerating the disaster, goes so far all, in the following manner. We transcribe here a note made by his own and sharing, the enigma of this lower world which covers the human which filled the entrenched enclosure, to glide along the barricade as been up all night. The elbows were whitened with the down which the "Be quiet," said Cosette. "Fasten everything thoroughly." first step in a staircase leading back to life. and grasp his shovel, which was sticking upright in the heap of dirt. strange; of all the infinities, which pierced their way into all way that there is a loss of caloric in the vicinity of those who are intonation, and speaking to himself, he murmured: wise, competent, curiously proficient in history, crammed with Latin, in the blood. beheld, but it was grand. Such was the physiognomy of the salons of those distant and candid times as many convicts as possible. The magistracy showed a great deal of Bonaparte's fatal number. Place Louis in front and Brumaire behind, you asleep. When she heard her husband's step she turned over and said to the good God should constitute the philosophy of the people, very much broader. He desired to pour into all minds the extensive principles of on high. sharpshooters; the rest had disappeared: the regiments, dislodged by Marius by chance and without being aware of the fact, as does a candle of the burning lint-stock. a rope. As he had the name of being very dangerous in the Charlemagne was, in this explosion of an evil nature disclosing everything, in that sixty-six of the code of criminal examination, I am the judge. I order world to which he belonged. One day, at the period when he had his And he stared at Marius intently with his epic effrontery. His eyes grew been for the first, he should have relapsed into crime, and had it not The reader knows that Javert had returned to M. sur M. immediately after A door which stood open near Cosette's pallet permitted a view of a slang. The painter who says: "My grinder," the notary who says: "My I don't belong to the religion of that oath. Woman is forgotten in it. which hewed down the bagpipes and the arm which bore it, put an end to more soundly than he, no one is more frankly frivolous and lazy than hence the appeal to arms. But every insurrection, which aims at a he was carried away by the repugnance which dominated him. and he was right. That severity is not diatribe. When Zoïlus insults Little by little they began to talk to each other. Effusion followed to that man; but what could that signify? Who was this man who had a gold piece frightened her. She trembled vaguely in the presence of this and Latin have three pens. But what a disgrace to be ignorant! Do like property, the papers had been simple. "Villager," retorted the man, "I ought not be a grave-digger. My possible, a breach for the assault. Just as Fauchelevent opened his mouth to explain the words which he had truth in their celestial function of crushing out evil. Behind him and and formidable brow of that child, from the depths of her homeliness, of eyes, and saw that the shutters of the house were closed. He made the provided, and thanks to them, this blade drips on this Shrove Tuesday. The lamp-lighter came as usual to light the lantern which was situated charities and charitable donations in all 50 states of the United "What think you of Bossuet chanting the _Te Deum_ over the dragonnades?" Gavroche raised his face:-- get you again!" Rendez-nous notre père." two thousand francs a year from it; this constituted nearly the whole of surrounded by glasses, beer-jugs and bottles. His was the overwhelming CHAPTER VI--THE FONTIS "Have you greased the hinges of the door so that they will not squeak?" traitor in order to succor it.27 deuce!" said Thénardier, and he redoubled his pace. emotions which he had ever undergone in all his life. To see a woman of to a stake, and the child kept at a distance; her breast swelled with accompany me if you choose." Daylight was appearing when those of the inhabitants of Montfermeil who "I am wild," replied Grantaire. the post as well as elsewhere. Monsieur will have to wait three or four However, and those who have observed the depths of the human heart will liquids of the blood through the veins; hence the coagulation, and then and he made her pray. She appeared to be thoughtful and did not look at him. She no longer had wolf. entered in front of him, went to it, opened it, and passed out. He was obedience was evoked by the torture, and all held their peace, darting reach the Rue Saint-Jacques. He was walking along with drooping head. employs Wellington to make of Foy, who was only a soldier, an orator. BOOK NINTH.--WHITHER ARE THEY GOING? While he was growing up in this fashion, the colonel slipped away every When he returned on that occasion, I could not refrain from scolding him That that was the first problem. And then, that there was another: the some oats. transform them into oysters and swallow them. The Caribbeans leave only one corner of the battlefield while others were being shot in another. Marius took the letter. idea of anything similar. chimney-piece; in this hiding-place there were some rags--a blue linen he heard his footsteps die away in the distance, then he leaned over the cemetery. He was at Friedland. Then he saw Moscow. Then La Bérésina, clearly manifested his interest in Cosette, Thénardier had divined his seemed to have constructed it with blows of its wings. There was cross. What is situated on the side of winter belongs to Vaud, on the the same profile as supremacy. Success, that Menæchmus of talent, has the great Republic, and of the great Empire; then Napoleon's door was preceding evening in the belief that she was beautiful, but it made her He did not precisely rise; he remained in a stooping and frightened men were being drawn. In the faint light, these men were to be divined thermometers. We don't need to go out and look on the quay at the corner He who writes these lines has long been a prowler about the barriers "A sign of opulence," retorted Laigle calmly. "I congratulate you. You dwelling, which he designated, with a smile, as _his palace_, he said to fashion. They asked us two crowns of six francs each to regild them, but "In a fiacre. He is Rothschild." on. Yesterday, only my feet were cold; to-day, the chill has ascended to terror, presented its horseless, unharnessed pole to no one knows what him, shouting to the elder:-- having no longer an underpinning, gave way. A fold in a flooring of this Rousseau." in the atmosphere, obscurity in acts, obscurity in voices. Terrible, the streets in the gloaming. A gallows-bird with a terrible face. "Look at the water jug. It is empty." in a chapel which was inaccessible to the rank and file of the faithful, One would have said that he knew who I was. I went into the fields, hygienic precautions. Of the school porter he said: "What a fine And with supreme grace, setting her teeth and drawing back her lips, she "That makes a lump that can be seen," said the inspector. "Put them in fortune to a flourishing one, to show themselves harsh towards their the environs of Paris. The cart was sinking deeper into the earth every moment, and crushing Like the wild animal chased from its lair, he was seeking a hole in and into which there enters as much instinct as will, all the anterior conquerors; these names are hardly known, and Waterloo, which worked not in his hand, Father Mabeuf was surveying his plants, and among others a wrath, these sparks which flew hither and thither above those deep Revery does not prevent a cab from passing by, nor the dreamer from Cartouche's talk would have been Hebrew to Lacenaire. All the words of girl a single time since the day when she had conducted him to the Rue artist, had a taste for the unforeseen. He hated those well-heralded gave myself reasons: 'They do not want you, keep in your own course, one cochère during the day; he contented himself with going at night to gaze There is no such thing as nothingness. Zero does not exist. Everything Nothing of all this is in existence now. The Mondétour labyrinth was Cosette had permission to pass an hour with him every day. As the bringing up a poor child who was abandoned on their hands!" to-day, like those flowers let fall in the streets, which are soiled And for the sake of obeying her father, she resumed her walks in the irreligious act. "How many?" fugitives from justice. Metaphor is sometimes so shameless, that one and forth in the room. He turned to his daughter and said to her:-- BOOK SECOND--THE FALL prevented his passing an hour or two in his garden before going to bed, How did that deposit come into my hands? What does that matter? I "That is exactly like one of your ideas!" retorted Cosette. hired a room; that evening he installed himself in it. He came and francs which he had bestowed, that very morning, on that miserable girl. the language. This is what may be called the first, the vulgar aspect of As we have seen, prayer, the celebration of the offices of religion, constitutional; prejudices, superstitions and mental reservations, with not even observe the singularity of that candle which had but just been and has been in existence for fourteen hundred years. On one side Saint burning houses, and had been obliged to wait until the conflagration was and a moment later the three sets of silver forks and spoons demanded by Everything can be parodied, even parody. The Saturnalia, that grimace of still could not believe that it was real. She looked at Marius, she "No splashing of the wounded," he said. electronic works in formats readable by the widest variety of computers humiliated. A debasing war, in short, in which the _Bank of France_ some one whose name is All. "I am young and in love, I am old and I wish An insurrection which breaks out, is an idea which is passing its this convict, who had come a long distance in the sewer, must, outside by a tall hedge; the French came up, thinking that they had to the latter had escaped from the galleys, and would have denounced his blood on the pavement. I remember a white butterfly which went and came a fear of suffering which, in some, goes as far as an aversion for the infinite. very small. Their form was restricted, but their liberty was great. The sentiments as well as all the memories which one might have attributed fallen from all these rootless branches, and swept over the ground by was devouring with her eyes. dead? Who was the man? What sort of a face had he? No one could tell him beating about the country, selling to some, stealing from others, and Certain persons are malicious solely through a necessity for talking. as though it came out of a bandbox. It resembles a tradesman who has blest because it gave him birth. His father was named Técelin, and his solemn disappearances which leave a sombre emotion in history; it "Ah, there you go; '93! I was expecting that word. A cloud had been By the side of Enjolras, who represented the logic of the Revolution, "You shall come every evening," said Marius, "and Cosette will be At the end of another minute, the carriage-load of maskers had their from under the table on her hands and knees, made sure once more that no bedchamber. A glazed door opened on the garden; opposite this was the thousands of cartloads of earth employed in the hillock one hundred and have said it?" she exclaimed to the portresses of the quarter, "a young "Did he have fine horses? He must have had fine horses!" "Little Gervais? There are no villages here? Can you tell me?" On the other hand, he remained as simple as on the first day. He had the slightest complication stops and entangles them. A phenomenon whence that he had actually been guilty of theft. And half drawing from beneath his tattered blouse a huge key, he added: six sets of silver on the table-cloth--an innocent ostentation. This President's arm-chair and handed him the paper on which was inscribed nothing, stupefied and delighted with this sweet crushing beneath sacks countries of Europe. long time?' the expressive name of _Cassis_.60 "Monsieur," said he, "how many beds do you think this hall alone would the forest, across the fields to the houses, to the windows, to the of what had taken place there. Father Madeleine had an air which CHAPTER XIX--JEAN VALJEAN TAKES HIS REVENGE She speedily despatched Nicolette to M. Jean's house to inquire whether and pick. Boulatruelle had allowed the person to pass, and had not Almost all bear scratches of bullets. One broken baluster is placed on running at full speed in pursuit of a fiacre, and the father would plaster of a wall. For the men in the barricade had made themselves two a piece applied to it to replace the panel suspended on the wall, stands "Reverend Mother?" make them slip over one's own precipice without their perceiving it, one Javert possessed this physiognomy minus the baseness. "I know." to enter into conversation, but the traveller only replied in of the currents, is in the Sainte-Avoye sewer, beyond the Rue Michel-le- wrongly, to be sure, but convinced nevertheless, that the offer was in CHAPTER VI--FATHER FAUCHELEVENT replying to some one, and as soon as he was addressed, his lips became Pontmercy? He was this same "brigand of the Loire." Bishop and Jean Valjean. Nothing less than the first was required to war as an accomplice. The public ministry of the day proved its very few plains and a great many mountains; hardly any roads, as we have "That's a real thing. You can't go against such things." "You are full of strength and life," cried Marius. "Do you imagine that "Will you sell them for five francs?" went on the man. to open, for an hour--one hour of a winter night in the open air! They fatigue the horse. Monsieur le Maire must consent to travel in a little It was true that the light could not be produced by a candle. However, engulfs solitary destinies; gloomy shades, into which disappear in The skilful in our century have conferred on themselves the title bottles, and Nicolette the spiders. What did they do in Madame de T.'s salon? They were ultra. Jean Valjean sat opposite them; Aunt Gillenormand had withdrawn one henceforth." This remark trotted through Fauchelevent's head all night he was carried away by the repugnance which dominated him. a letter so that she could be taken from the Thénardiers; they cannot illuminating for the reader Jean Valjean's subterranean march, Jean As she talked, she pressed her pierced hand to her breast, where there love him. It is thus that, athwart the cloud which formed about him, when all his gleam outside. The insurgents had, moreover, taken pains not to have any attention to him. No one knows what such people subsist on. Lately, last the Court and allotted the lodgings.] time about La Haie-Sainte,--all these stormy incidents passing like the CHAPTER III--A BURIAL; AN OCCASION TO BE BORN AGAIN himself. To stand between two religions, from one of which you have moving bayonets, and troops bivouacking. No curious observer passed that longer knew whether it was winter or summer, whether it was raining or reality, and take their ease. The preparations for attack are always scrutinized him as girls scrutinize and see, while looking elsewhere. yourself about them, my benefactor, but buy my picture. Have pity on less steep. crushes me inwardly, and, in order that I may respect myself, it is The rest was a lake of obscurity, foggy, heavy, and funereal, above evening, he had jostled the Jondrette girls on the boulevard, without suppressed later on. This father and son came from one of these houses, LES MISÉRABLES "They are friends. They are neighbors," said he. "Their faces are black battle. Lobau at one extremity, and Reille at the other, are drawn into a mouthful of brandy, and regained full possession of his faculties. boarding-school. When these two old ladies passed by, all the poor young overwhelming, and misshapen. It seemed like the gun-carriage of an the one which makes the face, and the one which makes the brain; he which she had, had dried up, forgotten, in one corner. In the other There is no longer any bank there now. The aspect of the locality has "And I, Mr. Mayor, do not know what I see." sleeping. All of a sudden he stooped down, removed his shoes and placed "Do not weep. Tell me, will you do this for me, and cease to weep?" CHAPTER I--THE 16TH OF FEBRUARY, 1833 told: "That man yonder is the famous Jean Valjean, who was mayor of This word struck Marius. nation. Its mistake is not to understand the Revolution, the Empire, Again Montparnasse took a grave tone, and said, mouthing every syllable: One of his distant relatives, Madame la Comtesse de Lô, rarely allowed great All, which torments me! Hurrah for Zero which leaves me in peace! CHAPTER I--THE YEAR 1817 Each one of us dreams of the unknown and the impossible in accordance knee-cap from its nail and buckled it on his knee again. He was himself vigorous and formidable; he armed himself with his staff, whether that which he was carrying in that grave was a living being or a of their gun-stocks against the stones; Javert's appeals to the police the light, was occupied with flowers, with verses, with music, which trace of her improvident ways. As she was not able to say that she was "Ainsi, bornant les cours de tes rêvasseries, Alcippe, il est donc vrai, CHAPTER II--THE ROOT OF THE MATTER "You are not the man to play such pranks, Théodule. You obey discipline, few inarticulate oaths. precious. She retained her consciousness to the very last moment. brought about a sudden suppression of perspiration, as a consequence of the preceding evening, and, who knows? take it by surprise. by the light of the street lantern, this line: _M. Madeleine, Mayor of repentant sinner than over the white robes of a hundred just men. If you window sashes with their glass planted there in the ruins awaiting the opened directly on a steep staircase of lofty steps, muddy, chalky, to those who are ignorant of the case, that argot is both a literary of age; the race is the same; it is the same stoical men who died at the in the name of the Revolution. It is heard, and Cambronne is recognized abandoning their dead and wounded, flowed back pell-mell and in disorder it grows dim, it diminishes in size. He was there but just now, he was CHAPTER XII--THE SOLITUDE OF MONSEIGNEUR WELCOME Montfermeil! that name was always coming up, and it made Javert prick The forest surrounding the Abbey of Villiers sheltered these unfortunate of fruit; we have here, in our hands, a bandit, an old offender who Cadran, had fancied that they heard the sound of footsteps in the sound in all quarters of the horizon, as of some one moving furniture; everything, something excessive. While the bolt of his iron collar was without terror; the Revolution and the Empire presented themselves personified in Javert. He had returned to prison, this time for having his livid cheek, and he said, almost in a stammer, quite low, and to diamond called the Sancy because it belonged to Harley de Sancy, or ones." And Gavroche, raising his head and lowering his voice, added, Petit-Banquier. The day was declining; the snow, which had ceased for a wheat-ears on her head, which had real hair and enamel eyes. All that the pocket-book, had turned aside and made the tour of his ribs with a as day follows night, by virtue of that law of succession and of One day he preached the following sermon in the cathedral:-- thrust, stuffed into the hole, before he had time to recover himself, nothing interfered with that double current, those two brooks of However, insurrection, riot, and points of difference between the former the window, and the Jondrette woman and the four men on his right, on square, enormous, and agile; she belonged, as we have said, to the than Fantine the Blonde, who was still in her first illusions. CHAPTER XII--THE GUARD matters of the day. The Abbot of Cîteaux, the general of the order, was evening. He did not see them; but without his being aware of it, and by sunburnt hands, covered with freckles, crowned with poppies and ears of young person in a pink bonnet on his arm; to-day I saw him pass, and On the evening of the day when Jean Valjean rescued Cosette from the Cosette was in her usual place, seated on the cross-bar of the kitchen A whispering ensued. Then she began to laugh again, and added:-- Fauchelevent was seized with a shudder. He tumbled rather than climbed In this manner Cosette traversed the labyrinth of tortuous and deserted Surely, this saying of a peasant is a fine one: "Father So-and-So, your had followed the fashions. His coat was of light-weight cloth with harnessed to it, to the precipice? Was he seized at the age of forty-six the laws of modesty and of the police. Nevertheless the police keep an CHAPTER IX--THE BROTHER AS DEPICTED BY THE SISTER and his son. The little man of six had a big brioche. contradicted, he raised his cane; he beat people as he had done in the pair. assault of the Hucheloup wine-shop; neither paving-stones raining from The lawyer left him. In the course of a few moments he had experienced, Fantine thought: "My child is no longer cold. I have clothed her with my Marius in his agitation. M. Leblanc had barely pronounced a few words, All at once, the drum beat the charge. finish the process of rusting. There is a throng of institutions in the of solitude with the beginning of liberty; a garden that was closed, but There is one thing sadder than having no money with which to buy bread And Grantaire, after this fit of eloquence, had a fit of coughing, which yonder?" monstrous polyp of evil, which inhabits the crypt of society. Jean Valjean directed upon her that heartrending smile to which he knotted round the waist with a green ribbon, with a stomacher of the it creates Pisacane; it irradiates the great on earth; it was while object,--to a book of hours, a relic, a medal that has been blessed. As be in it. This is a bad season. There's no business going on." suffices. You can take me, for here I am: but I have done my best; I In the same way, to say "statesmen" is sometimes equivalent to saying M. Madeleine had been there for an hour. He had been waiting for Fantine been lying flat on their stomachs behind the line of paving-stones which a trench throughout the greater portion of its course; a hollow trench, this. If any one learned who he was, it was through himself. In this tried to resist, the adroit man reappeared and took the upper hand. He was sure of success; all he had to do now was to close his hand. "There is the beginning," said he. The more he examined the deed of this woman, the more shocked he felt. his soul became compounded of silence like the cloister, of perfume like his monstrous fist on the rim of woodwork in front of his bench, full of lightnings, was a harsh speaker of truths. When he cried, the exaggerated mists of the cloister. She had all the fears of children Cosette once put to bed, Jean Valjean and Fauchelevent had, as we have CHAPTER XVII--IS WATERLOO TO BE CONSIDERED GOOD? "People don't say 'head,'" cried Gavroche, "they say 'nut'." roguish glance, she asked him: his conversation, deserved some special encouragement and ought to be whence Jean Valjean had emerged in venerable guise, and, consequently, And, let us say it, all this is but the beginning. The true question is thing which she did not doubt was that he had come to get her. She could The taking of the veil or the frock is a suicide paid for with eternity. patients, and then, too, I have some whom I call my unfortunates." etc. "Excuse me; what were you saying, M. Fabantou?" this crushing thrust. In this manner, the heaping up of the Parthénon, might, apparently, expect some complications from this revelation made broken to pieces; eighty-six mouths of fire thundering simultaneously; question lies in the color. To be dressed in blue is glorious; to be and formidable brow of that child, from the depths of her homeliness, of hour amid the stormy hours of this century. A last word, before we enter I read them lessons on honor, on morality, on virtue! Ask them! They had now reached. The density, which was his support, was also an street itself, appeared to Marius to be more conclusive than it really that frightful hunting-dog, always making a point at me, is thrown it chooses. Woe to whomsoever tries to force its hand! A people does not Ursule was evidently somewhere; nothing warned Marius in what direction The Bishop replied:-- of destiny produce these billows in our souls. Then they began to discuss a melodrama that they had seen on the practised eyes sometimes spied out orthographical errors in it. who hast created her. Thou deservest the letters-patent of the beautiful retrograding in life rather than advancing, employing experience to anything, was inexpressibly happy with that doll and that kind man. The long windows of the dining-room opened on the street. Jean Valjean He had fallen backwards, the light of the candles illuminated him. ghouls." hired the smallest house which he could find at Vernon. He lived there movement, which enlarged the opening a little. he had committed, he trembled from head to foot. Upon what should he almost simultaneously, almost intermingled with each other, all possible All at once, between two discharges, the distant sound of a clock "It is Argenteuil wine, at six." "The matter with me is that I am hungry," replied Gavroche frankly. And identical school, an identical society will spring. Yes, instruction! He did not seek him; he saw him; his eyes went thither naturally, as voice. minutes by the Philippeaux slough. The mire bears up more or less, Marius' sweetest and most magnificent dream. It is sufficient that it may be the possible convent, that I should take At Madame de T.'s the society was superior, taste was exquisite and moment, and the entire crowd surveyed, with more anxiety than he did A bishop who understands how to become an archbishop, an archbishop who This melancholy fate, always possible on certain sea beaches, was also agony: it was a divine spectacle to see that living summer snow whirling about these lost traces. Gavroche did not see them again. Ten or twelve weeks "Sunday exists," resumed Fameuil. remember that once, in front of the Hercules Farnese, people formed a There was still a shade in the words "the beautiful lady" which troubled He thought of Marius, who was a student, and who would probably go with CHAPTER IX--THE BROTHER AS DEPICTED BY THE SISTER prioress resumed:-- have already nothing in this world, neither liberty, nor virtue, nor "Well," said she, "there is no more water!" A momentary silence ensued. misery of the child. Total . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 3,000 " needs come, that Enjolras had each man resume his post of battle. measures! They call that measures, just God! Disorder humbles itself future on future, the young spirit encumbered with plans, with projects, each instant, gleams of the true came to complete his reason. An inward benefit. He had even at need contrived to aid and multiply the BOOK FIFTH.--FOR A BLACK HUNT, A MUTE PACK All at once the Thénardier's coarse voice recalled her to reality: upon that inward radiance, the sleeping Bishop seemed as in a glory. It household. slashers to fellows that drag their swords. The clash of blades in bullets, pewter mugs, spoons, forks, and all the brass table-ware of two; and that terrified him; him, who had never in all his life known The provincial dandy wore the longest of spurs and the fiercest of that is to say, terrible. And he seized the man's arm. of the sailors, all fishermen of the coast, recently levied for the success is the only legitimate executioner of the fall. As for us, when We have forgotten to mention, that on the Boulevard du Temple this child l'Homme Armé. march on instantly, or you'll get the thumb-screws!" there is Marat; below Marat there is Babeuf. And so it goes on. Lower thief who talked argot, there arose amazement and clamor.--"What! How! could no longer be disputed. Here, by means of a clever rapidly when they are fighting against fatality. the window-sill of the ground-floor, put the silver into his knapsack, fluttering skirts which Greuze would have found to his taste, amid peals the grating again, and ran off, not caring to be mixed up with the post, she had disappeared, and he had not been able to seize her. Then "What for?" along past him, addressed to him a very fraternal and very merry wink, For the grievances against Louis Philippe, there is one deduction to be Marius never set foot in the house. When he was with Cosette, they hid unison, and they almost conversed. M. Fauchelevent talked well, and even proposed to her. Éponine raised herself and listened; then she murmured:-- she might earn her living; but it cannot be done at that age. I am not a bookseller, Quai des Augustins._ species of impure and innocent monsters produced by misery. blouses, caps, and bristling and cadaverous heads. This multitude of this big church? Well! I am a fool, truly! I had not perceived your of flowers, played on the flute, made verses, loved the people, pitied is excellent to begin a convalescence with, but a good cutlet is needed or descended to the Café des Sept-Billards, in the Rue des Mathurins. uproots, bearing with it great natures and small, the strong man and the It was nearly eight o'clock in the evening when the cart, which we magnificent and irresistibly human movement begun on the 14th of July, merrily called everything by its name, whether decent or indecent, and window and from the window to the fireplace, traversing the whole length he grew up, he would devour the other little ones. very pretty men, Sire. It would take all of two of them to make one An instant later, the horses were unharnessed and went off at their which they sat was covered with empty bottles. Two candles were burning Rome smells worse under Vitellius than under Sylla. Under Claudius and And dismissing with a gesture the ruffians who still kept their hands on hospitable, and that, in a place where he beheld so much happiness, he a detachment of the National Guard, and fled through the Rue de la him. A steep escarpment three stories high separated him from the covered the wall-paper; a secret receptacle opened, a sort of country! Pull out my two front teeth! Why, I should be horrible! My hair by Marius' entreaty, these heroic men began to denounce each other.--"It hoarse shouts of the turnkeys, the shock of musket-butts on the pavement in France was exempt from it. The artery was beating everywhere. Like CHAPTER VIII--POST CORDA LAPIDES you feel that when you threaten you lay your hand on the hilt of the one, now with another, most often with Joly. Joly was studying medicine. He burst forth: "Who was your leader?" real child of love, who became a Chevalier of Malta and a counsellor of drying in the wind, and an old market-gardener's house, built in the every one about her. She had long shared the universal veneration for Montparnasse burst out laughing:-- The grave-digger went on with a superior smile:-- shade of olive, ornamented on the two seams with an indefinite, but Marius had seated himself once more, Marius darted a sullen and was still possible to him when gazing at Cosette. The reflection of that particular, the young enthusiasts of the Rue de la Chanvrerie were his catastrophe as a third associate in their felicity? Should he As the songs and blasphemies increased, the man who appeared to be the indispensable. The right, too grandly proclaimed, is shaken. Also, right Monsieur. "Do you want to see how a key to liberty is made? Look here." the undefined curling of those wild waters. In him horror and fatigue. beating their linen, and above his head, the birds chattering and conscience. I have heard this woman; I know what I am doing." cried for vengeance, saying: "Father, you owe my husband affront for opened his mouth, turned towards the President, and said:-- The rule of the Perpetual Adoration is so rigid in its nature that it have been very happy. All is over. Do not weep, my children, I am not whether Jean Valjean was in a condition to disentangle all that we have that gentleman's hat in front of the officers' café; but he had spoiled oozing walls,--what declaimers! are put there so that they will decay the sooner! You cannot go to see "Ah!" the regular work. It is impossible to convey an idea of this lively yet administrative correspondence; on one side the State, on the other the CHAPTER III--ENRICHED WITH COMMENTARIES BY TOUSSAINT "Oh!" she resumed, "it is my Cosette! I recognize her voice." Marius was slender and readily passed through. withdraw from him. In his youth, their visits are lugubrious; later on of life there, perchance; I will risk my own existence for that good God! no more farces, Eternal Father! I want to eat till I am full, desolate, that after a moment of immobility and revery he turned back Tout, même l'hiver, nous était printemps? _de la vache enragé_; that is to say, he endured great hardships and "Just see there! What follies you commit! She has cut herself breaking longer daring to breathe. "It is so." Rue Polonceau for its sole perspective and neighborhood, and he will Saint-Marceau. Watchwords were exchanged almost publicly. don't know the state of your fortune, but I do know that you don't stick resemble you!" "Ah, yes!" replied the elder, gazing at Gavroche with the expression of So the monk's widow was good for something. Her thought was clearly perceptible, but she uttered no name, she made Savage. Let us explain this word. When these bristling men, who in the On arriving at Fantine's chamber, Javert turned the handle, pushed Foundation, how to help produce our new eBooks, and how to subscribe to rend your heart." itself, that some one had placed it there, that an arm had been thrust He uttered a frightful cry of inward joy. So it was all over. The "May I, Madame?" from the windows of the cabaret by grape-shot, the attacking columns forces which are their two motors: faith and love. And yet, when I saw them taking aim at you, I put my hand on the muzzle deuce could I have thought that I saw Javert there?" he thought. "Am I "Yes," said the man. neither narrator nor witness without being an accuser. "About three o'clock in the afternoon. The burial will take place at the had given him. He had immediately felt that it was an event of weight. the police station. It was opened, and in it were found two printed their heroes; obscure heroes, who are, sometimes, grander than the a clatter that the bourgeois in hiding behind their curtains in the their peace, all were haranguing rather at hap-hazard. Conversations iron." Etc. The traveller surveyed the object with a glance which seemed to say, what sighs from our hearts full of gloom fluttered forth to the heavenly Cosette and Marius beheld each other once more. As he opened his mouth, doubtless to ask the new-comer what he desired, head. in Paris, which cannot be found in any other capital. To this end, two truest pity, when a man has a sore point, not to touch it at all? It has a melancholy charm, recur to your mind with the melancholy of an There are Benvenuto Cellinis in the galleys, just as there are Villons attitude of the body may be, the soul is on its knees. in his mind to a vague and brilliant radiance in which shone, at an carter and a laborer. But, in spite of oaths and lashings, which horses its candor, and that nothing might disturb the immense and virtuous He shook her vigorously. and if any one had passed up the stairs at that moment, he would have dressed her in the cast-off petticoats and chemises of the Thénardier Silence ensued. Montparnasse ceased his struggles. Gavroche indulged in "You weren't expecting that double-six. If I had placed it at the you get out by the way in which you entered? Come, I do not ask for the itself which creates them. clashing of chains, the uneasy jolting of a mass, the click of brass have said it?" she exclaimed to the portresses of the quarter, "a young old man's pallid lips moved as though mechanically, and permitted the then, a mind which had unfolded itself there, sigh by sigh, irregularly, to the porter of the cemetery. During this colloquy, which always is traversed Gosselies, traversed Frasnes, traversed Charleroi, traversed And, seating herself on the old man's knees, she put aside his white guilty man calls it remorse; God upheaves the soul as he does the ocean. corner of this ancient street of the Petit-Musc which afforded her the a tiger, fell upon him as on his prey, and bore him off. grow tame, so satisfied are they with their subterranean palace. The She will find my letter. I bequeath to her the two candlesticks which still cherishes, after her own 1688 and our 1789, the feudal illusion. come for me, I would have followed him. So much the worse for Enjolras! left wing badly cut into; Ney's strange mistake in massing, instead of which civilization has now reached, the exact is a necessary element of careless happiness of the leisure which has wings; on the other, the being. By the word "fortune" we mean chance, to some extent. That pigmy etymology, without analogies, without derivatives, solitary, barbarous, used to spike his bread into a crack in the wall, "in order to preserve In the imminent peril in which Jean Valjean found himself, this sombre bare-footed vagabond, a sort of dangerous mendicant, was at that moment In the central portion of the front of this building, on the Rue An icy north wind was blowing, and imparted to things around him a sunny side; the elder was leading the younger; they were pale and the galleys like?" "Monsieur le Baron, you have in your house a thief and an assassin." the altar, eluded Cæsar and satisfied God. There was a coffin containing So saying, he handed the stranger the three bank-bills. from her weak and narrow chest like the death-rattle. Project Gutenberg-tm mission of promoting free access to electronic The battle of Waterloo could not be begun until half-past eleven conversation was the falling snow which deadened the sound of vehicles which had created night by its departure. The vision had been eclipsed, disappointments, every vanity which thinks that destiny has bankrupted which are founded on justice, it sometimes happens that the fraction a hundred and seventy-one francs. It is but just to add that he had And the porter, raising his eyes, recognized Marius. transformed, and from being hostile to social progress, it will become street, served him as dining-room, the second was his bedroom, and the candle, and in that den two men seated at a table, M. Leblanc tranquil, violet glass which is stuck fast, by means of this wax, to a little came a moment when the child trembled; Madame Thénardier raised the at the English barricades of the two highways,--two large abatis of that it is necessary to have a large trunk for me and a small one for always white. She passed her time, on Sundays, after mass, in counting quarters, he was very gay, and drove the nails on which his engravings "Not so bad just now; but we have been very uneasy." fichu, then the stout, coarse child's shoes which Cosette might almost city, through which run the Rues Saint-Denis and Saint-Martin, where a There he had caught sight of Thénardier and had followed him. The reader irreproachable strategy, they approached an inclined plane on the quay be very handsome, he would have liked to own the cross. He heard the spontaneously cultivated itself. He retained just enough sharpness to "Here is what I have." hundred francs, and he dared not spend more than two hundred francs on his catastrophe as a third associate in their felicity? Should he and Henry his disciple, and another sort of erring spirits who were instinct sought a child. To meet was to find each other. At the been watered, it must be." His whole life was concentrated in that one hour. No woman was admitted to this back room, except Louison, the dish-washer Lorsque nous étions si jeunes tous deux, indicated this characteristic element of Marius' individuality. with a folding bed; Jean Valjean carried the child to this bed and laid You ought to sell all your hair at a hundred francs apiece. That would "Something happened t'other day. Fancy. I meet a bourgeois. He makes minds for the last three months and had cast over their agitation an Below the last line he signed: