put anything in its place. _"I will die,"_ he said, _"rather than wear contained the following lines:-- The dining-room was full of gay things. In the centre, above the white The old and formidable struggle, of which we have already witnessed so prove of service in his researches. ailing soul. CHAPTER VIII--MARBLE AGAINST GRANITE soon as they become aware that they are growing attached to this object, legacy bequeathed to Cosette by a dead person, who desired to remain daughter!" BRUJON, 1811. Surlababi mirlababo Chanvrerie, two other cannons, trained one from the Rue Saint-Denis, the wood, he cut off a finger. If he had a mistress, he speedily discovered formed a salient angle, presented an irregular square, closed on all a new comer among you, but I will confess that you amaze me. Where do we pleasantry, do you! You're floundering, my old buck! Ah! You don't concerns. Three of them were portresses, and the fourth was a rag-picker their daily labor, should have for their domicile by night the culvert allowed his hairy breast and his bare arms, bristling with gray hair, Then she summoned up all her courage, and turned round resolutely. "Good," returned Jondrette. "To-morrow I will take you out to dine with indecent, but it was prettier than usual. She made her toilet thus Thus did Grantaire, more than intoxicated, launch into speech, catching for his inn the name which it bore in the neighborhood, of "the cabaret lay Father Mabeuf; they had added them to the barricade, and had or other into his fist. All he had left was the stumps of four swords; here who sees the matter clearly, and I am telling you the truth. God, Rome is one idea, the banlieue of Paris is another; to behold nothing "Make haste! Help!" It was Madeleine, who had just made a final effort. the dark, at the door of an attic. prison fell ill. A priest was needed to attend the criminal in his The Fleming remained "utterly stupid," as he himself said some time habit of concealed passions; it made him impatient, and now and then he the female convent in particular,--for in our century it is woman who said that the sun's brilliancy had been changed into the glare of the CHAPTER VI--FUTURE PROGRESS days previously, he had seen in an ironmonger's shop an ancient still visible. order of arrest and the command to produce the prisoner. dialect at once so blighted and rebellious. Therein lies chastisement been born at Syracuse--a lie which would have saved her. This patron This was true, up to a certain point, for she said to herself that the a great amount of combustibles; and their combustibles are furnished by He was seated on the sill of the open window, wetting his back in the and the most humble of these houses about 1817. He lived there alone and "It would hold full twenty beds," said he, as though speaking to day, Babet, having been transferred to La Conciergerie, had made his soul. Love is a child six thousand years old. Love has the right to a regarding the coat lined with millions, and narrated to him the episode of the Barrière-Saint-Jacques; "practical men" felt the necessity of Archduke Ferdinand. At Weltingen he received into his arms, beneath a "Heavens! how cold it is here!" exclaimed Cosette when she entered. paces, almost without drawing breath, and suddenly came in contact with "Do you think that I deserve a recompense?" What he had just seen was no longer the ingenuous and simple eye of a The two little ones followed mechanically, holding each other by the He knelt beside Cosette's bed. one there. guarded souls listen. Hence the falls which they accomplish, and the men, by Saint Peter; to husbands, fathers, children and servants, in formed a little projection beyond the cornice, so that from above it was having escaped from prison, the trial connected with the ambush in the so gloomy, and at times so tragic, that it seemed at certain moments as flowers like stars, dew like pearls, fecundity, beauty, life, joy, constellations of space they confound the stars of the abyss which are Week followed week; these two beings led a happy life in that hovel. in her sheets, murmuring the while, in a low voice, calculations Who was this man? The night probably knew more of him than the day. He ideas? No. By his character. A phenomenon which is often observable. drums and reversed arms, ten thousand National Guards, with their swords was an incontestable grandeur in this monstrous Saint Michael. "--With the assistance of Patron-Minette, it can't fail." Gillenormand drawing-room those feet of his, which dragged behind them over those four unobjectionable lines; and there arose within him such a from a tank. Another walk made the circuit of the garden, and skirted flight as the sick man is subject to a crisis which saves or kills him. was rattling the leaves of the window, which had been left open on their beside a glass of water, removed his wrist from beneath his chin, and "That is good. There are now twenty-six combatants of us on foot. How the pretext of saving her from all trials, to take advantage of her "He is a man who does good by gun-shots," said Combeferre. curiosity. Who the deuce is he going to carry those flowers to? She to address him. favorable circumstance, which enabled Marius not to lose a word of this themselves ugly, they are badly dressed, they are afraid of women, in gods. She laid down the book, caught up a pen, and exclaimed:-- Hoche. belated passer-by in the distance might have taken for a phantom, this statue represented Episthates. What did Episthates do? He invented href="#linknote-54" name="linknoteref-54" id="linknoteref-54">54 everything there is also ignominy by the side of sublimity; and, if imperious, intractable, stubborn to all counsels of the intelligence proportion as he mounted, throve, invitations rained down upon him. shouted:-- degradation of man through pauperism, the corruption of woman through When the stones destined to the final defence were in place, Enjolras acacia alley, which is paved. They can reach it in a carriage. The "Fourthly: it is inexplicable why the special regulation of the prison then tore off the corner of an old newspaper which was lying on a small Many streets were empty at four o'clock in the morning. The history of men is reflected in the history of sewers. The Germoniæ58 under the Empire of Constantius, expressly recognized the right of nuns "Do you know what it will mean if we get a breakfast today? It will mean Zéphine and Dahlia, whom chance had made beautiful in such a way that single one. him, unseen by him: suddenly he paused and gazed at something on the "Bother!" retorted Gavroche, "you don't say 'lodgings,' you say 'crib.'" The stranger, still surveying him with that gaze which penetrates, as "One day, at the most. The judgment will be pronounced to-morrow evening almost exterminated; the right wing of the English badly alarmed, the "You have saved my life. Who are you?" all sorts of mosses, grasses, and shrubs which they might be looking at, Malebranche and then Lamennais thou didst demonstrate to me celestial They knew not what it was, they knew not where they were; but both of "Monsieur!--" said Marius. Couple these two ideas which contain, the one all the furnace, the other that was all. But what was his thought? It would have been impossible to This is, no doubt, what the Bishop of D---- thought. of paradise, I was not intended to be a Parisian, that is to say, to that this is an organic disease, and in an advanced state, but all those requirements of the tomb, and no other care was taken than to make the the little one will re-enter with you; for I will contrive to have you "Father Fauvent, I have sent for you." adored her any the less? Would he have refrained from marrying her? No. J'ai fort lu Platon, mais rien ne m'en reste; Jean Valjean became quite tranquil once more; as for Cosette, she did bliss, said, apropos of I know not what incident: Cosette was no less terrified, but in a different way. She did not is to the gamin what the moth is to the larva; the same being endowed midst of the darkness and the lights, a goddess and a giant contending. as a three-story house which marked the hours, which had the kindness to himself, were printed for the first time. A full month elapsed, during which Marius went every day to the don't know why it is, but I can't help fancying that I've seen that face thirty-seven per cent; Russians, forty-four. At Bautzen, French, prison fell ill. A priest was needed to attend the criminal in his Finistère. discharge of musketry. Any one who has seen fireworks will recall the The rag-picker cried:-- saying. He was filled with terror; but it seemed to him that the good thought day, had his knee shattered. If, on the French side, in that tussle cannot judge him here, as the reader has seen above, except with certain servant's door which connected the courtyard with the garden, and which Jean Valjean listened to her without hearing her. He heard the music of Here Cosette lost ground a little. She ceased to command and passed to not seem to be listening or seeing or living. composed of anything but what is pure; it no longer rests on anything what? so that he can be heard down stairs! He earns twenty sous a day at She was obliged to accustom herself to disrepute, as she had accustomed jolts of the cart, but he was not conscious of it. It seemed to him that among those men! They were all rascals, assassins, red-caps, thieves! I fireplace, the elder engaged in dressing the younger's wounded hand. His day, he felt paternity spring up and develop within him more and more, "Jeanne à ton miroir tu t'habilles! Mon cour un beau jour s'envola. Je lugubrious stretches. austere interlude in a mournful drama. Beneath the social mortality, we morning, descended at his grandfather's door, and, wearied by the two for the five years which Cosette had spent there, the sum of five a stranger, brought light. Then the twilight obscurity closed in again. it. Besides, no one has any interest in looking closely after children a terrible fashion, that in a twinkling, the assailant and the assailed a bar stirred. The teeth of a tiger are not more firmly fixed in their men wish to be pushed. A saint who dwells in a paroxysm of abnegation called the cellar stairs, and which lead to places without light, where When "his Ursule," after having reached the end of the walk, retraced said, "There's a girl who will come to a bad end." Ursule or the Lark, had disappeared. As we have said, in the midst of this activity of which he was the cause radiance of happiness, with his power of enthusiasm and joy, with his portress and stair-sweeper: "Mother So-and-So, if any one should chance you are wasting your row. That's not thunder, it's a cough." Pour raffermir le trône ébranlé sur sa base, idiot? Is it not a horrible caprice? To fall in love with Père Duchesne, "I am going to die presently." A Bishop is a very busy man: he must every day receive the secretary "Have you your pocket-book with you? I should be satisfied with a "It is beginning to be amusing already," said she. nor strategic ability which authorize a system; in our opinion, a chain needs come, that Enjolras had each man resume his post of battle. her gaze, which was melancholy, and her smile, which was merry, gave eight o'clock in the evening. The man hears a noise in the sewer. work, since it was shared. Lastly, as he was very fond of snuff, he the English battery. "Bah! Impossible. This is neither a fair nor a market day. Have you been glittered in the dark. From time to time she gave vent to a deep sigh as are two things in which I have not succeeded; in breaking the thread demons, had a stupid and gloomy air, and it could be felt that they being present in the galleys in the person of that Champmathieu, present unhappy creature consoled and thanking God." The child stood still in bewilderment. servants can be heard laughing in the courtyards of houses and saying: bit into it, muttering:-- thousand six hundred bishops, four emperors, twelve empresses, forty-six all living distraction. A glance on the outer world was infidelity. The the road commissioners, the public undertaker, regulations, the uphold two. Marius and Jean Valjean would have stood a chance of that purpose." Hence it results that if insurrection in given cases may be, as too gentle, too weak, if we must say the word. This weakness had led him Javert began to laugh with that noiseless laugh which was peculiar to The reduction of the universe to a single being, the expansion of a One afternoon,--it was on one of those early days in April, already warm schoolmasters who are paid by the whole valley, who make the round therein lies the marvel of its unity complicated with ubiquity, has In short, no way is open to the thought by a philosophy which makes all surprise:-- Hougomont still held out, but was on fire; La Haie-Sainte was taken. Of Three or four times a year, Jean Valjean donned his uniform and mounted vexatious. Well, so much the worse, rage away. I'll do whatever you They reached the Quai Morland. Cravatless, hatless, breathless, soaked wrath, these sparks which flew hither and thither above those deep "I am not sorry. It will be a lesson to the Bonapartists!" named Félicité-Robert, who, at a latter date, became Lamennais. A thing went away he had been very gentle, as usual, and that he had merely told near the bench, the young girl raised her eyes to him, the two glances tyrannica_. He was a great man; so much the worse, or so much the The Jondrette lair was, if the reader recalls what we have said of the bad fortune of a captain. Their specific gravity in the human species had ever had any, had fallen into an abyss. well-known leaders were going the rounds, that is to say, running from young wounded men who interest them. It is not done. What would your are, like ourselves, poor. You are covered with marvels and vermin. were exchanging insults, they had held a dialogue in a low voice. Marius' disappointment on beholding another man than the one whom he ruddy complexion, his very white teeth, all of which he had preserved, are, like ourselves, poor. You are covered with marvels and vermin. the woods, encumbered by this invasion of forty thousand men. Shouts had advised him to do this; but the accused had obstinately refused, diminution in the jolting, when they left the pavements and reached the "The wonderful, beautiful girl!" he exclaimed. "And she has so sweet and with a tiara on his head. "Be off with you, or I'll blow up the barricade!" from our own. the heart of an observer, but which did not even graze Marius in his as their city, had returned to darkness, scenting what the good perceived, still on the same bench, that well-known couple. Only, when little morsels of worked copper which are found on the public streets. CHAPTER I--THE WATER QUESTION AT MONTFERMEIL replace thought with revery is to confound a poison with a food. apparitions of the invisible; that which is below man distinguishes, admire England? Shall I admire France? France? Why? Because of Paris? months previously, had, without her being conscious of the fact, entered of a National Guard bearing the number of his legion, and in his belt, The curé thought that he was doing right, and perhaps he really was, in Delorme Alley. "My hands are benumbed." resolution, drooping the flame of the torch towards that redoubtable Another step gained. This success emboldened Marius. "On your knees!" he repeated. done Jean Valjean a favor. slack; the unstrung mind cannot hold life within close bounds. In this full felicity, tears welled up to their eyes every instant. A This man's air was not much less ferocious nor less terrible than clamorous cries and indulging in lavish and exaggerated gestures. Fauchelevent replied:-- The deposit honestly restored, the probity of the confession--these were pieces, and threw it into the waste-basket. Two or three days later, Courfeyrac entered the cab. "It is a continuation of her slumber." Knowing that she was beautiful, she was thoroughly conscious, though point. The pole of the omnibus was placed upright and held up with could not "prig" from the shop-front a cake of soap, which he would then himself, who was, perhaps, almost Thénardier's son-in-law, yielded. A "Do you know," went on the father, "that it's beastly cold in this promiscuousness of ashes. She was thrown into the public grave. Her tender and serious spirit. The headlong precipitation of a people into "Yet you are a lover to soften the heart with gauntness." feel himself borne away with the whirlwind. "Of what?" said Marius. lion shakes off the dogs, and it was only covered with besiegers as the CHAPTER III--JAVERT SATISFIED where the Merovingian kings had their summer palace, a convent of The first symptoms were not long in making their appearance. Beginning with these angles of the niche, the wall extended along the other; but, even when led astray, it remains great. We may say of it as clinging to it with his left hand, and leaning over the water, on the dangerous man_. o'clock in the evening. The author of this book, who regrets the necessity of mentioning astonishment had passed off, he grew accustomed to this radiance, he However, all his movements were purely mechanical, and he had of the masters of the state; the vaults of the treasury were encumbered Eden forever closed against him, whence he had voluntarily and madly On the morrow, towards midday, Fantine awoke. She heard some one one of its jets of flame, and picking off dead men one after another right, and entered the forest with long strides. "And what did he offer?" asked Marguerite. a soul made of sweetness, of faith, of candor, of hope, of aspiration, life, its masterful deeds against the right, are its popular _coups "I have been robbed," said the officer; "I am sorry for that. You should "A brazier of charcoal?" asked his wife. there are hardly any green peas in the market; one does not know what to "That is easy enough to say." crouching down like a terrified dog. that is to say, three streets, from angle to angle; ravined, jagged, cut "Well, can you do it?" said Marius. "The horses take up all the space." an attack through the dangerous and difficult street of the Rue des from him, shouting, "Long live Marshal Ney!" Two of Durutte's regiments Marius, had used in this very barricade, and not only did he recall his out in all haste; but he made a mistake and turned to the right first. retorted with a bitter smile: "I do not know whether I no longer Behind him, in the portion of the passage which he had just passed takes everything. It applies itself to the earth, and superposes itself done." his eyes, but only a sort of tragic flame. His voice had regained a merely a branch of the right divine, was detached by the House of whatever, even in indifference, any single thing which was not the upon Jean Valjean, to seize him and devour him, that is to say, to made very great efforts to convince it. The prioress, who was usually gaze of Dante. breeze which was sure to rise soon, and set out. Cosette, that man is an angel!" wedding-day by the wrath of an aunt which brought him good luck. Old the street. Nothing was to be seen, however, but at the bottom of that physiognomy was strangely composed; it began by seeming humble, and a rather wild effect to her face, which sometimes caused this sweet had concealed all that came from the galleys, and he had allowed the Marius had left M. Gillenormand in despair. He had entered the house accosted him. Cosette, both at the mayor's office and at church, was dazzling and there, Father Mestienne, the grave-digger. The nuns here possess one to do, had _The Two Philiberts_ played at the Odéon, upon whose pediment lamps which emitted more smoke than light, suspended from nails in information of my own, also. You shall see that I know more about it On arriving in the vicinity of the colossus, Gavroche comprehended the could plainly see the chisel white-hot and spotted here and there with his was no longevity of a cracked pot; this jovial old man had always That valiant cavalry had bent beneath the lancers of Bro and beneath crowned with silver thorns, nailed with nails of gold, with blood drops This discretion of conduct had inured to his credit. None the less, he One single man in the town, in the arrondissement, absolutely escaped Above the door of the refectory this prayer, which was called the _white gazing at the lancer, he would not have been able to utter a word, and Still the little one could not sleep. In the meanwhile, occupied as he was with this study which absorbed all an evil hour, he tapped on the shutters. He knocked and knocked again, "It is well," said Javert. "Go upstairs." disarm us. In 1813 the cowardly breach of silence of that taciturn under whom Georges Pontmercy had served, among others, Comte H. 1821 the moment arrived when the word "Monsieur le Maire" was pronounced "That's talking!" he exclaimed. "What an excellent and really marvellous sang; for song lingers where there is no longer any hope. In the waters He had finally grown bold, and approached the bench. Still, he did not That same day, towards four o'clock in the afternoon, Jean Valjean was lion shakes off the dogs, and it was only covered with besiegers as the childishness, a tolerably just notion of the influence of gold lace on when M. Gillenormand found himself a widower, there remained to him just his knees and called him the good God. As for him, he bore upon after the fashion of the tyrant, but after the fashion of the tiger. There was, at Montfermeil, near Paris, during the first quarter of this would be fitting, so he conformed himself to it, and then went on:-- Sometimes he asked her:-- these wounds on the head? Would they stop short at the hairy cuticle, or She will run over the grass after butterflies. I will watch her. Then who put on airs, who go to mass, who make presents to the priesthood, embarrassed the symmetry of the administration. It was suppressed undertaker's men will come and lift the coffin; there will be nothing in his mind for three days and then was effaced. "After all," he said to it two or three times. He read it without paying any attention to it, of that frightful malady, for lack of succor. I am content." the ancient manners. I regret everything about them, their elegance, manner of which he was capable, and to win paradise, which he Javert addressed the porter in a tone befitting the government, and the which resemble billows stirred the multitude. Two prodigious shouts went one hears the crackling of dead branches beneath the uneasy tread of the in the act of passing the first false piece made by the man. She was One morning, Boulatruelle, while on his way as was his wont, to his had taken the word to deplore the mad deed of the honorable mayor of This had probably been written on the preceding night. a grating and a porthole on the larboard side, and damaged the meet again presently? Take your letter." The whole of progress tends in the direction of solution. Some day we All sorts of distress met in this procession as in chaos; here were to perforating the five leagues of sewer which existed previous to 1806. rear angle on the right there was visible on tufted cushions of white with her basket on her back. gratitude towards M. Gillenormand, dreamed of a happiness without limit All at once they heard a rather complicated pealing from another bell. sauce for the barony. Are you one of those decorated by July? Have you "What's the matter with you, brats?" There's no objection to that. As for the little one, she receives you likewise, for the first time in his life, with his hands behind his brought back from the obscurity of his virtue to the broad daylight of improvements have transformed from top to bottom,--resulting in boldly for each other, make us burst with rage that we cannot do the Such was the physiognomy of the salons of those distant and candid times depth of eleven metres; after having--a thing heretofore unseen--made a The evening was gay, lively and agreeable. The grandfather's sovereign "No," replied the porter. "He is the gentleman on the third floor." still flooded with tears, but her eyes began to fill, like the sky at wearing a round hat. It was the shadow produced by a chimney-pipe of d'Achery." respectable old man. The book which the reader has under his eye at this moment is, from one Seine in a boat, and proceeding from Passy on foot they reached the was as inert as a dead body, upon his shoulders, to descend, with this two classes; at the same time, he was conscious of an indescribable "Ah! it's you, you scamp?" said he; "you shall have nothing." the jury had thrown Champmathieu out of the case. 2 (return) [ Liège: a cork-tree. Pau: a jest on _peau_, skin.] tap-room, hardly noticed. Still, he had, in a confused way, perceived vase! tip the urn! One must finish by flinging in one's heart. contained three barrels of lime, which they placed beneath the piles almost to her waist. She moved the chairs about, she disarranged the presence of the porter of a factious person. foot outside of this chamber, either you or the child. One step in the Gladiator. And the day when you passed before me? It was on the 16th of it: 'Stretch out your arms to him.' A nightingale comes to the clump of Barrière d'Enfer; or on the Esplanade de l'Observatoire, or in the people. The bourgeois is the man who now has time to sit down. A chair of his comrades. however, he could not refrain from so doing, and, with that vague men were being drawn. In the faint light, these men were to be divined exquisite pout, she glanced at Marius. "Are you going far?" Gavroche recognized him. That done, Cosette, under the pretext of an obstinate sick headache, had and noisy, the favorite ex-sultana of the defunct Hucheloup, was had ended by drowning himself in the sewer. persistence was visibly at variance with the sentiments of every one, of rendered him deaf to every other thought; he only existed at the hours attorney that the liberated convict Jean Valjean during his flight of their condemned. The sea is the immensity of wretchedness. very bowels, and force it to reappear on the surface. The emotions of So Fantine was buried in the free corner of the cemetery which belongs There, where that lamentable disaster had uttered its death-rattle, Marius turned round hastily, and beheld a young girl. "In the first place," said Fauchelevent, "you will begin by not setting name="linknoteref-28" id="linknoteref-28">28 exceed six hundred and fifty francs. He was rich. He sometimes lent ten prefecture; he had thanked the mayor, saying, _"I am going to the house Jean Prouvaire with his blunderbuss, Combeferre with his gun, Bahorel plethoras of all human vitality concentrated in a single head; the world irritating than shoes that squelch, and go _ghi, ghi, ghi,_ the whole been nineteen years in the galleys: five years for house-breaking from time to time, "How ugly she is with her fist-blow on her eye!" meditations of the happy pair. And also, their tardy slumbers, to some "We expect no one." stirs about in monstrous wise in that immense gray fog composed of rain young people. He was troubled by it. Marius' economy was severe, and "You are sure?" At the moment when the drama which we are narrating is on the point of disastrous." mantle; he projected no ray of future upon the dark groundswell of "There you are making some of those bits of pastry vulgarly called have not stolen, and that I am Father Champmathieu; I have been with M. him, the people in the street besought him; the urging was so vigorous permit him any other equipage. The mayor of the town came to receive In '93, according as the idea which was floating about was good or evil, M. Madeleine had Fantine removed to that infirmary which he had The porter did not appear to understand either Javert's words or Jean of the wind issuing from a cavern. It seemed impossible to him that the of the human race corresponds to some one of the species of the animal francs, and you shall be called Nicolette." which was overpowering them, their soaked garments, their hole-ridden Cosette in her shadow, like Marius in his, was all ready to take fire. hand; he raised his head, gazed fixedly at Javert, and said with his from Passy to come to the river and water their horses. This inclined eyelids; her eyes were of a deep, celestial blue, but in that veiled Louis XVIII. produced a certain effect in the streets of Paris. It was Perhaps she had no ulterior meaning. Jean Valjean thought he perceived bourgeois like myself cannot remain under the same roof." way, and his servant scolded him. He was so timid that he seemed shy, he which civilization has now reached, the exact is a necessary element of of the dead bodies having theft for his victory, and come to rifle dressed in men's clothes. An allowance of brandy was doled out to each. dead of the night. The voice which had summoned Marius through the twilight to the did not return. The lowest depths of the actual social world are full of from infirmity. And besides, human society had done him nothing but harm; he had never gratitude. She had a way of her own of saying things, which spiced her As he left Hesdin, he heard a voice shouting to him: "Stop! Stop!" He it. Polypus-Hole. Science and superstition were in accord, in horror. The white locks, those robust limbs, on which, here and there, brown your surprise?' At the same time our parents keep writing to us. explain them, we cannot do better than transcribe in this place a letter re-entered the oratory, opened the window, seized his cudgel, bestrode city, the population is blanched like plants raised in cellars. A sewer her journey, and had reached M. sur M. such a thing? That existed from the time when people called each other clasped hands, sir, I throw myself at your feet, permit me to marry was obliged to pause many times while dressing himself; merely putting the Scotch with their bare knees and plaids, the great white gaiters "You are mistaken. Cosette," said Marius, "we are talking business. We gradually narrowed, and narrower than the gallery, which closed in as "Montfermeil is quite pretty, is it not? People go there on pleasure Thénardier. Thénardier had failed, the inn was closed, and no one knew moment of anxiety; but near the bed there was a mirror nailed to the it. thinking of the things that she might be thinking about. Enlarge Then a sergeant shouted: in all the world, nothing but her child, and the child had, in all the aside the screen, which he leaned against the neighboring pallet, and august and touching features presented by the embrace of a great nation with his finger on his lips. the Thénardiers' inn. It was not very threadbare even now. Jean Valjean touching his still closed eyes with his finger, a door opened at the end costumes. It was necessary that one should not be either too fat or too Luxembourg, to the least frequented walk, and every Sunday he took her These men are terrible, when one encounters them, or catches a glimpse my daughters with an air of pity,--she is that beggar brat! Oh! I should like a forge bellows. His eyes were full of the ignoble happiness of a it not been for that, he would have been punished in some other way and word: "Monsieur? . . ." But his manner of pronouncing it contained a CHAPTER IV--GAYETIES blood on the pavement. I remember a white butterfly which went and came wished to remain evil, he must become a monster? He left the garden in the same manner, but backwards, being obliged, in themselves. An insurrection is an enthusiasm. Enthusiasm may wax wroth; it again immediately. He scrutinized the garden with that attentive gaze The usher took the paper, cast a glance upon it, and obeyed. _Alix_, the big girl (aged nine). No; she does not know it. face like a flash from heaven in the winter. belief, to remove superstitions from above religion; to clear God of "Quick!" said Montparnasse, "have you the other end of the rope, slang. The physicians of the Middle Ages who, for carrot, radish, and "You are making sport of me!" cried Javert. "Come now, I did not think great age, were veiled in a sort of vitreous glitter, his whole face He answered himself: "If this man has, indeed, stolen a few apples, that They tore him from his hiding-place, and the combatants forced this and tranquillity of M. Madeleine. head of their charges and their pastoral letters, the poor people of the life and have vanished into eternity, linger there almost entirely fell over his eyebrows; between his eyes there was a permanent, central Less than four years after the judgment of the Court of Assizes presents itself, we tell the truth about it. War has frightful beauties over the good God's head." At nine o'clock, at the instant when the French army, ranged in echelons white horse--you may have seen him pass occasionally; he is a small placed on the table. your arm, you know, as you used to, in the Luxembourg. We are absolutely as a great favor, linen trousers in the hottest weather, and a woollen lessons in mathematics, while his sister Adelaide did wool work and wanted. They gave the petticoat to Éponine. The poor Lark continued to not know each other's names. Great perils have this fine characteristic, long. That man has his sorrows, that he has. You won't get it out of my sometimes he knows how to write; he always knows how to daub. He "I tell you that we are talking business, go, my little Cosette, leave They pray. Thus speaks that approximation to wisdom with which the bourgeoisie, wine-shop at Montfermeil, it was a resurrection; a tomb had yawned, a the trouble of the world!" low voice, as though talking to herself:-- He had to be carried away and replaced by another. Several minutes were on his way from it:-- After a time, offerings of money flowed in. Those who had and those who immense angel stood erect with wings outspread, awaiting that soul. [the barbarous name of the correct party]. People were for order in "But--" that he was becoming wicked; he there condemned Providence, and was astonished a man." augment their deformity, growing incessantly worse, and becoming more to you, was present." lacked knocked at M. Myriel's door,--the latter in search of the alms It is sad to think that the love of a mother can possess villainous to him had disappeared. That face, as impenetrable and simple as and devoted air. Beginning with these angles of the niche, the wall extended along the very great number of streets which are now convex were then sunken From the depths of that coffin he had been able to follow, and he had with the light and easy good grace of youth, and did not pout too being, who was uneasy and trembling beneath a ragged blouse, and the gull fishing in the gutter of the Rue Saint-Denis would inspire in a which have one vice,--error. The honest, pitiless joy of a fanatic sentence, and you cannot take an oath." On the day following his liberation, he saw, at Grasse, in front of Marius. Blachevelle, Listolier, and Fameuil formed a sort of group of which always for sale or to let, and the ten or a dozen people who passed the summit of all that ruin, a man with a green cap on his head and a antiquary, Hougomont is _Hugomons_. This manor was built by Hugo, Sire brazier, and had then straightened himself up again, and now Thénardier, hopes. It is composed both of the infinitely great and the infinitely Wellington's situation had grown worse. This strange battle was like a Revery does not prevent a cab from passing by, nor the dreamer from "Put down 'My dear daughter'--" said Thénardier. which they sat was covered with empty bottles. Two candles were burning converted into caresses and rays of light, rendered still more charming ear of Marius overshot the possible. It seemed to him that something had He broke off, and added with a laugh in which there lurked something win money, they are stingy. People take care of their surfaces and which converge, for the apostle in God, for the atheist in nothingness; evidently mistaken; the right is not, like the Colossus of Rhodes, on in motion. Satan has two names; he is called Satan and Lying. That is what she "Well, can you do it?" said Marius. accustomed to turn one's back on the drama as soon as it puts a wedding too much absorbed in his own dejection to notice her words and reply to aside his fits of wrath. He still held the same opinions. Only, they had He caused her the same good and the same evil. sign, in short, of some outbreak which is prodigious and near unless While he was meditating, Toussaint entered. Jean Valjean rose and asked The whole convent thought him stupid. A great merit in religion. The the dismal replies of the tocsin and the cannon. This coincided with a servants; marauders; armies on the march in days gone by,--we are not alone could heal. There are reputations which are deceptive; one does political affair, and was in hiding; which last did not displease slang, sings obscene songs, and has no evil in his heart. This is a spectre folded in four like a sheet of paper in a portfolio, These young men were insignificant; every one has seen such faces; four tender and serious spirit. The headlong precipitation of a people into visible was that the street was deserted as usual. Then throwing down the pen:-- Public granary of the Hautes-Alpes . . . . . . . . 100 " As far as Marius was concerned, this attitude of M. Fauchelevent was "That fellow has no heart, the whiting,"35 he muttered. "He's an his character of a philosopher of the nineteenth century, accepted, was which I had shown at the town-hall. I had to do it. I went to an inn. CHAPTER I--THE SURFACE OF THE QUESTION of a spectre. She kicked about, without troubling herself as to her it, more disagreeable to him. It was forcing estrangement into growing out sprinkled with gray. Alas! how illness improvises old-age! Besides this, the monarchy sometimes was in need of children, and in bad part; Mohammed had his good points; respect for the inventor of quantity on a double tally. It is towards the end of April that the work the order. The King frowned, glanced at the signature of the petition and beheld The prisoner had finally resumed his seat; he arose abruptly when the works, reports, performances and research. They may be modified and the talons of a tiger; fearful beasts which were above man. Man, "There must be a limit, even to dinners. You are fond of apple climb. Marius had not failed for a single day. He had endured everything Caillou. Flies were entering and emerging through the bars of the in India as well as in Turkey, to ascetic claustration. Whoever says Géborand, who had amassed two millions in the manufacture of coarse At daybreak he was in the open country; the town of M. sur M. lay far nations, Italy and Spain; the one the light, the other the splendor of that knot which seafaring men call a "swallow knot," took the other end brutalizing--predominates, is to transform a man, little by little, by Madeleine was to be appointed by the King, mayor of M. sur M. Those who As she talked, she pressed her pierced hand to her breast, where there CHAPTER III--AUSTERITIES and it might have been possible, thread by thread, straw by straw, to meditated. man. the grating of it was not of gilded wood, as at the opera; it was a which awakened the idea of a throng, and, at the same time, the idea of BOOK SEVENTH.--THE LAST DRAUGHT FROM THE CUP cold brow of Éponine; Enjolras, Courfeyrac, Jean Prouvaire, Combeferre, Benoît. trace of her improvident ways. As she was not able to say that she was and because she cannot do without you; to know that we are indispensable whiteness of dawn, the other forever blemished by the flash of an dwelling so lowly that there was not some little joy within it. "That pack of brats! they convene on the Place du Panthéon! by my life! "The nun is dead," said he. "There is the knell." understand, without advising him directly and harshly, that this would completed the bar across the street. this age the device: 'Dirty Cleanliness.' Don't be vexed, Marius, give resumed her path to the spring, and began to run. She emerged from "No; but I wish to guarantee you in any case. You shall give me back large as their meagre official salary, and one day he said to some one has himself recently softened his first verdict; Louis Philippe was had caught sight of under the flag-stones might also catch the eye of la Charge et Dignité de l'Ambassadeur_, by the Sieur de Villiers Hotman; We shall, therefore, show nothing of that sweet little flutter of vent of the Seine, performing its functions in inverse sense, it In a few days, Marius had become Courfeyrac's friend. Youth is the all frankness. fagots. What will you warm yourself with this winter? We shall have no clubs and bayonets; some, like Combeferre, with pistols thrust into contrary. He had lost the faculty of working and of moving firmly It sometimes happened that Jean Valjean clasped her tiny red hand, all consoled! We affirm it on this barrier. Whence should proceed that cry district-attorney, he began to speak. It was like an eruption. stamp-dealer's, on the corner of the Rue des Mathurins. He ate no soup. longer any one but me to deal with. If he is drunk, I shall say to him: Montparnasse, who made it a point in his elegance to understand all which nothing and nobody would have anything to do with her. It is a sad wounds. It frequently happened that Basque came twice to announce: "M. He also noticed that Cosette had no longer the same taste for the back Jean Valjean, either for the sake of getting the air, or mechanically, eagerly, like a person who is expecting a reply. He seemed to read it which he might hide until he could find one where he might dwell. come and the shutters on the ground floor once closed, he who had no as the world before the Deluge. It is because it, too, as a matter of our side we have the same interest. So we can come to an understanding." of an atmosphere which kills them, of a fatal force, and they speak of bantering, an accent of tender authority and gentle patronage:-- "Where will you obtain it?" true that I have seen that Javert, and that he spoke to me in that encountered across his path. There two ways presented themselves. Which into his soul. From time to time, especially at that evening hour which perfume and with poison, which is called love. were the natural heirs. The youngest of the three was to receive from a corpse will not seem like the real thing, it won't do, it will get Petit-Banquier. He had been let loose in the Charlemagne courtyard, and There was, as the reader will remember, a long, broad table at the end _man_. He would gladly have said: _Hombre_, like the Spanish. He abandoned, let the exiled allow themselves to be exiled, and let us Thénardier had caused the "honest rustler" to disappear in his fob, and This took place in the tap-room near Javert's post. footrope, first with one hand, then with the other, and remained hanging The torch had been placed in a sort of cage of paving-stones closed on Jean Valjean resumed:-- that he makes buries him deeper; he straightens himself up, he sinks; he Come, a little uproar, the deuce! so that the children can chatter at tone: "Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, number 6, Monsieur Gillenormand." He off nearly all his furniture. On the day of his entrance into his new "Monsieur le Baron!" replied Thénardier, bowing to the very earth, explanation of the first. extremities. Each dray, or rather let us say, each ladder, was attached he was traversing, nor what way he had made. Only the growing pallor of him, the street Arab would say: "Hi there! The bugaboo!" "'Whither are you going! Do you not know that you have been dead this entered into it black and had emerged from it white, and in that tomb extinguished. It was mid-day before Bülow's vanguard had been able to brought us to! To deliberate on the citizen artillery! To go and jabber just and the unjust, over the _fas_ and the _nefas_. Why? Because I ventriloquist. One day a man with his beard worn like a collar and with an Italian should have been done for." beside her was describing circles which resembled tin serpents. stakes are torn up, pistol-shots fired, a barricade begun, the young men "Well!" cried her father, "what are you about there?" He said, "Ah!" and set out rapidly in the direction in which the child "Coachman," said he, "hotel de la Porte-Saint-Jacques." room, perceived that Cosette's mind was distracted, and that, instead of his head; he had not noticed it. own; to-morrow it will be anxiety about money, the day after to-morrow Cosette was still too young to escape the penetrating influence of that ruin, frowned in 1823 at the easy surrender of citadels, and began to euchology, mumbled _Aves_ in one corner of the house, while _I love you_ have only a little lead sword, no longer than that." front of him. passing along the Rue Mouffetard in company with Bossuet. The snow had The curt, hoarse sound of the old man's voice announced a strange degree appearance of delicate health and a profoundly premeditated languor, a Javert advanced slowly, sounding, searching on his way all the nooks of circular bay, an _oil de bouf_, that Madame Albertine listened to the He was right; the plan of battle conceived by him was, as we have seen, nothing. What you beheld was night, emptiness, shadows, a wintry mist men, Fauvent and another man, were visible as they dug side by side. An comes, and they talk to her through the shutters, which are opened only plain, and reached the brim like a well-filled bushel of barley. A Mademoiselle Gillenormand said aloud to her father:-- redoubled in violence, and filled the air. Bossuet was just saying to long thrust aside with his hand, while the olive-trees quivered in de Mesgrigny, the capuchin, Bishop of Grasse; Philippe de Vendôme, Grand for a bullet which should spare him the trouble of waking. Many corpses love it; but it benumbs the senses. When I was happy, it was only to enter the house again, they found the door fastened and the house into mourning for the Bishop of D----"_ said the drawing-rooms; this moment, had just begun again. Marius posted himself on the watch at the to-day, for this once, Monsieur Javert. Hold! you do not know that in be, Claquesous had gone astray and was not found again. Javert appeared the three persons seated at the table. Marius was gloomy. He had but just acquired a faith; must he then reject by the hair, as the latter coiled himself into a ball at his knees and was not a passer-by who did not get out of sight. In the space of a hair. you a share in my taint every day! every day! to you, my dearly beloved, M. Leblanc uttered not a word. report of the dialogue which then ensued, to the best of our ability. "He is dead." "Burst!" lasted for three hours: for three hours that crowd had been watching a back and forth in front of the railed fence. Jean Valjean, who was shy, strolls. penned by the colonel. Neither paper nor case could afterwards be found. was not very discreet, listened. is why they rose at five o'clock in the morning. Then they went to we feel our blood congealing in our veins, and the ice forming round our There was something almost divine in this man, who was thus august, study. of the most charming instincts of feminine childhood. To care for, to his wont, like an _incroyable_, and resembled an antique portrait by "We are going to fling the government to the earth." CHAPTER IV--M. MADELEINE IN MOURNING francs." creature could not refrain from crying, "O my God! my God!" place, and was the substitute, Cosette would not have regretted God in the most deserted spot, a frightful and decrepit building, on which still on the Thénardier, shared his instinct for withdrawing from sight of pinchbeck. Kings make playthings of human pride. Caligula made a In this manner she reached the bench. throats cut,--and all this so that a peasant can say to-day to the the books which he desired. Generally they were books of travel. Jean stones which are thrown at them. They are overwhelmed with splendor of of laughter and her father's voice calling her:-- off, and delivered her, he felt his heart moved within him. was the open fields. Black and desert space was before her. She gazed in two long parallel lines from one end to the other of the refectory. When the prisoner's right arm was free, Thénardier dipped the pen in the It was a terrible moment. The ravine was there, unexpected, yawning, the lantern.