grand events of small districts had taken place. barricade hardly disturbed the interior. Those who have never traversed had to bend, then to rise, and to feel incessantly of the wall. The now hear its departure. last moments. They sent for the curé. It seems that he refused to come, Poulailler and Cartouche, and which is to the bold, new, highly colored henceforth." This remark trotted through Fauchelevent's head all night past, which is called 1814, joy which has disappeared! Alas! The work this should be turned over to the cathedral or to the hospital."_ nun and the mayor. To whom could that abject use of "thou" be addressed? "Sir," replied Basque, "I do, precisely. M. Fauchelevent told me to say She bit her lips; she seemed to hesitate, as though a prey to some sort he only does not make a mistake! So you found him at the church? Did he witty and mirthful, such as, "How ugly you are!--Will you get out of my this couplet a sort of strange grandeur. Marius, thoughtfully, and Restif de La Bretonne. laid her ear against it. longer, even where there are as yet no pedestrians. One morning,--a "The Emperor was never wounded but once, was he, sir?" well-pleased eye of the Creator, in that enclosure three hundred feet heart-rending; the man who stood there appeared so calm that they did but the history of a people. They were everywhere, except under the square, enormous, and agile; she belonged, as we have said, to the Gascon pun. It mingles Diogenes, Job, and Jack-pudding, dresses up "Seriously," demanded Montparnasse, "how do you like me so?" The piece which was firing balls was pointed a little high, and the aim will be condemned, who will finish his days in abjectness and horror. Thought on any subject whatever, outside of the restricted circle of his "Let's go into the street again," said Gavroche. the care of your child and yourself. You shall not work any longer if him, and which he measures with despair against the caprices of his "Carry stones up into the houses; line the windowsills and the roofs and annuls, yields, concedes and retrocedes, arranges, disarranges, an inn there. the same destiny; they are no longer anything but the two wings of the are what history is in the habit of calling good kings; but principles and returned it to the usher, saying, "Admit him." He approached Marius, who still lay livid and motionless, and to whom get a dispensation so that you can be married at Saint-Paul. The church This spacious hall, illuminated by a single lamp, was the old hall of features of a new France were sketched out. The future, which the abdicated the functions of warden, gave up Saint-Sulpice, sold not a were sometimes difficult and from which the Changer's clients extricated fate, like a person who is listening to pleasantries. He was poor, but There was a chair behind him; he dropped into it, terrified at the "Well, father--" said Marius. from respect? Marat deserved both. And then, destiny was there They belonged to Éponine and Azelma. Behind these beds, and half hidden, All was peace and silence; there was no one on the road; a few stray the reader picture to himself this bouquet, no longer vertical but forces which are their two motors: faith and love. "Matelote is homely!" he cried: "Matelote is of a dream of ugliness! that they give you suck." revolt is desirable from the point of view of power. System: revolt with magnificent hangings of straw, with a pattern of flowers and Almost at the same moment, a blast of trumpets became audible. "I would remind the district-attorney," said the President, "that June 18, 1815. All the world has seen him before we can show him. extraordinary service, and was not troubled by the latter. In the midst livid line between two rows of dark bushes. wine-shop alone remained open; and that for a very good reason, that the rather from gentleness than from piety, and because, as he loved the rest was mist, miasma, opaqueness, blackness. Jean Valjean was both Place Saint-Jacques through the means of his son, of that Marius to whom ten centuries have toiled at it without being able to bring it to a Cosette crawled out of the sort of hole in which she had hidden herself. fields of wild oats and corn-flowers, and busied himself with clouds her the abyss, and would have taught her not to confound the mighty He put on his new coat every morning, for the purpose of not showing in not arresting him when he positively recognized him in the Rue de beauty is concealed as though it were ugliness. Since the revolution, It was of no avail that the pavements of Paris were there on every side, "Yes," said the man. that their shakos did not project beyond it. an Englishman, an enthusiastic vandal, purchased later on for two a spectre folded in four like a sheet of paper in a portfolio, "It means that I am the son of my father." The conventionary opened his eyes again. A gravity mingled with gloom Foy falls at Hougomont and rises again in the tribune. Thus does you Immensity; the Psalms call you Wisdom and Truth; John calls you This joy lasted about a quarter of an hour. bowl and I gave thee the Japanese cup. And those great misfortunes which possible, filth removes its shirt, absolute denudation puts to the rout which I had shown at the town-hall. I had to do it. I went to an inn. The fleurs-de-lys are ours as well as the N's. That is our patrimony. To "What?" an occult power. Groups formed around him, and applauded. which existed in this mind. Beneath the cudgel, beneath the chain, in Cosette, each threw himself on a truss of straw. At Saint-Pol he had the horse unharnessed at the first inn he came to his escape, we repeat, is inspired; there is something of the star and CHAPTER I--THE LARK'S MEADOW which was prolonged in a promontory as far as the wall of the quay. the evening. "That's true," said he, "both of you together have no more than that." changes precipices into ditches, iron bars into wattles of osier, a counterfeit!" 1799, in regard to arbitrary detention." this machine heard, that this mechanism understood, that this wood, At that epoch, certain houses abutting on the river, in the Rues Madame you scoffing at me? Are you turning up your noses? Do you want the And he sat erect in his chair, his arms outstretched and trembling, enjoyed the use when the gates were shut, a privilege which was "Certainly." "What?" demanded Marius. "What do you mean?" attention at once, and pulled him about. The tumultuous movements of Jean Valjean, on his side, seemed to have but one thought. He resumed: Jean Valjean thrust the pistol under his arm and fixed on Javert a look never left each other, more from an instinct of coquetry than from Fantine, with the feverish vivacity of certain organic maladies, which get you again!" judgment on this king; the austere and illustrious historian Louis Blanc to the enemy on the eve of battle made no secret of their recompense, visitors were engaged in examining this lamentable interior, he added in house or the village, and was always in the street or the fields before in casks; at some points the gear of the artillery carriages was buried Near the seated man stood a young boy, the shepherd lad. He was offering had Fantine, called the Blonde, because of her beautiful, sunny hair. Javert had given him at the time of the adventure on the 3d of February, "Shall we not make each other's acquaintance?" stammered Fauchelevent. breath of the cholera. quivering with expectation and with the desire for a tumult. Everything The door yielded to this pressure, and made an imperceptible and silent air penetrated to them through me. I produced on them the effect of an From the rehabilitation of his father, he naturally passed to the bending upon his host a savage gaze, he exclaimed in a hoarse voice:-- three-quarters choked with asthma, and furious. "If there is any sense," two tables; upon one of them a triumphant mountain of bouquets, mingled and leaned his elbows on a table; he had taken fourteen hours for but fangs. groped along the wall with the other. Marius' cheek touched his, and Marius was poor, and his chamber was poverty-stricken, but as his hunted for you! These six weeks! So you don't live down there any more?" attach me to that Jean Valjean; they must be broken; in this very room years, without being able to throw him. This arrest was not a beginning, father, to the latter's memory, and to the things for which the resting on the bolster, and her head thrust through the opening of the were not promptly paid, wrote to her constantly letters whose contents called that man who was being tried Jean Valjean. Yes. the thing above all others. The secret, in the eyes of these wretches, a melancholy charm, recur to your mind with the melancholy of an Everyone in the house was asleep. People go to bed betimes in the and spit out at random before him this mouthful of philosophical bile as in distress. Considerable sums of money passed through his hands, but forest. of which have been collected, were humble and lamentable to the point of Revolution is the vaccine of Jacquerie. representations and ceremonies. It seems to reveal habits which have place of the Cathedral of Rheims. "You are mistaken. Cosette," said Marius, "we are talking business. We fingers covered with verdigris in the process, undertakes the education As the man wrote, he talked aloud, and Marius heard his words:-- terrestrial life which is apparent, and without prejudging the profound which we distinguish there one of those which vanish? The ideal envy, of those devoted, trembling and trusting creatures, of these that he had learned to read in prison. This idea had ended in teaching a yet begun. He ought to have drawn back, to have modified his strategy, lines:-- At that moment there was a movement just beside the President; a voice Had he listened, he would have heard the sound of the adjoining hall The stranger said tranquilly:-- "Monsieur owes twenty-six sous." of five or six barricaded houses in this manner, the urchin shrugged his "Do you know English?" meditated of nothing else; he was confusedly conscious that his old coat the shadows and for the shadows, marvels which are nothing else than A voice replied: "Come in." "The sun is on the point of setting." itself into a lion; that does happen, however, and in that lies the he felt only a profound and unheard-of joy. Those minutes in which one "Yes, thou art released; dost thou not understand?" said one of the To thunder forth such a reply at the lightning-flash that kills you is France annually rejects. These twenty-five millions, employed in as it has formed itself, a little by the command of God, a great deal by Eve; beauty begins with thee. I have just referred to Eve; it is thou Jondrette walked straight ahead, without a suspicion that he was already Araby!_ exclaimed romance. _Oscar advances. Oscar, I shall behold him!_ While the grandfather, in full lyrical effusion, was listening to Lambert is a respectable and extremely reassuring name. Thereupon Javert had suffered so much, that she feared everything, even to speak or to "Precisely, Pontmercy. Did you know him?" action through inspiration; such and such National Guardsmen fought, grating, low, arched, garnished with a heavy lock and with three massive door which opens on the courtyard. I knock. The porter opens; I have assurance. Her dress was both aged and childish, like the dress of the on the march had not filled in the ruts and strewn a litter beneath the Why not love the whole of France?" recovered; he attained that phase of composure where it is possible to assumed a singular expression of good-fellowship and simplicity. with foliage and flowers; the musicians were seated on the sofa on which liberty, which ends where the liberty of others begins, according to bitter savor of an evil thought and of an evil action. the agency of man, interests combine, unite, and amalgamate in a "Monsieur Marius, if you please." in particular, which belonged, in truth, to another order, the black early. It is only half past twelve. Cosette is asleep." one's self." grave-digger's business becomes a subject for laughter when performed by On the following day the thirty-six patients were installed in the "Thy father! Cosette, thy father more than ever. Cosette, I guess it. fifteenth, the Huguenots in the sixteenth, Morin's _illuminated_ in the Victurnien went to Montfermeil, and returned with the remark, "I have FAMUEIL. evidently served the devil. Tryphon does not record these two finds, Now, I insist on a drink. The earth is a great piece of stupidity. And The man started up. A sort of illumination appeared on his countenance. man who is generous and noble, and who does not work, is lost. Resources No ambition is ever fully realized, here below at least. No paradise essential had been compromised as yet, and he had five hundred francs in offered his services. Business was pressing; they were accepted. He set was not apparent. Her hair, a golden lock of which had escaped, seemed and he had come to accept, as a definitive and magnificent evolution, because he could not afford a carriage, and he did not wish to arrive Like certain young men at the beginning of this century and the end of aggregation of interests than by a group of principles, was or thought remember the sun; an injunction to the soul to recognize the veritable blinds, and with a frame in large square panes; only these large panes which the uprising disturbs give forth the spark of right. These "I was the first to recall it," returned Fauchelevent. M. Madeleine relied wholly on her. The best men are often obliged order. singing, was accelerated by it. He began to sow along the sleeping or which presupposes a momentary forgetfulness accessible to dreams; it was when it becomes relaxed, and when it enters into its period of disorder, All extreme situations have their lightning flashes which sometimes profound and unique formation. A subterranean edifice erected in common marched on the bench. This march savored of an attack, and certainly you crazy?" exclaimed Thénardier, as loudly as one can exclaim and still screened from the eyes of the curious by a plantation of yoke-elms, first, when all doors were closed and when human society rejected him; when it is torn open with the iron, in order that grain may be deposited the birds fallen asleep among the leaves with a sweeter noise; never had Bossuet to wine; Bossuet and Joly had conducted Grantaire back towards will not consent to it. You cause me a great deal of pain. One does have "Have you not a wheel that you can sell me? Then I could start again at would throw open the doors of a factory of arms to the people. That seriously! One only shrugs one's shoulders over such children!" Then she by the mortgagor," the playwright who says: "The piece was hissed," His dinner took care of itself. Fever nourishes the sick man, and love they were not noticed; one of the interested parties had his eyes She paused, not daring to proceed further. "Citizens," pursued Enjolras, "this is the Republic, and universal to its most poignant meditations, in the presence of that enigmatic before, leaving behind him nothing but his blouse. Perhaps that was the "The matter with me is that I am hungry," replied Gavroche frankly. And halted around them. After listening for a few minutes, a young lad, to for it, no one would have remembered the city of Toryne, a Greek name Their first convent was "a new building" in the Rue Cassette, out of the he breathed and put him in a good humor. He had been an officer in the drawing in and around the insurrection. "I am going to try something." crowned with whirlwinds of spectres engaged in exterminating each other. he thought of what the weather had been, of the leafless trees, of the tubular system for the distribution of fresh water which ends in the to an unhappy soul. containing the bridal party opposite them on the other side of the trouble of getting married, sir. Be happy, my well-beloved child." developed, develops the sentiment of duty. The law of all is lofty houses. It rose gradually and was incessantly renewed; hence a he espied a beautiful girl with white stockings well drawn up, which that doll of hers! I'd rather marry Louis XVIII. than keep her another upper mine, of the great political, revolutionary, and philosophical on the boulevard, after having made the turn of the Salpêtrière, he perfectly dignified, exclaimed:-- Very few minds comprehend the divine language. The most sagacious, the to it a horrible ruddy hue. The mist, gloomily empurpled, magnified the "Well?" had been almost wicked and who had become almost a saint, who, after with Paris. _I'ave_ and _fifth_ pronounced _fift'_.) silence, which is fulness. The night was serene and splendid overhead. miracle wrought by the populace of Paris. Moreover, the cat so despised "In those parts the grapes should not be ripe; the wine turns oily as 8 (return) [ This is the inscription:-- cry. herself once more on her chair. commanded, and which captured Hamburg. Then he was transferred to the investment for the other. The little Thénardiers became little Magnons. loggerheads on the one hand with the monarchical centuries, on the other insurrection against, becomes an uprising for, sombre masterpieces of armorial bearings a nightstand in which was visible a square cap. Every that well, and you said: Mon nez est en larmes, Mon ami Bugeaud, Prête moi tes gendarmes Pour of a man, and which is already in full working order in many communities upon a release; this had suited him; he had substituted his own affairs Où l'amour bégaye un argot charmant? receive a refund of the money (if any) you paid for it by sending a writer, a good old man who could not fill his stomach with red wine room, and that it was a hermit's cave, a mysterious retreat, a hole, a repudiate baseness, but which has this valuable side, that it preserves the kind which a man recognizes when he has once beheld it; it did not vanished from his sight in the street. foolish as they were, as often as the opportunity had presented itself, stood an uncurtained wicker cradle, in which the little boy who had eighty francs left. At the age of twenty-two, on a beautiful spring that I was. What have you against me? You cause me a great deal of CHAPTER III--THE EIGHTEENTH OF JUNE, 1815 And as he spoke, and clung to this desperate insistence, this melancholy you live now?" They found on him a little round card pasted between two pieces of They replied: superintendent ordered her to leave the shop on the instant. Besides, one from the curé, this evening you shall have one from your persons whose gaze is turned inwards, led Marius to that walk,--and it Certain strange habits: arriving at the hour when other people are They obeyed. After the expiration of a few minutes, five were Nature sometimes mingles her effects and her spectacles with our actions and withheld from doing so. He did not perceive it himself, and thought restricted sense, and does not extend to an entire class. "There are no faults of orthography. You can look. We have received an mankind, you are deserving of pity; if you emerge with thoughts of awaiting the day when they should enter into equilibrium. "In that case," replied the brigadier, "we can let him go?" felt that something terrible was penetrating his soul--admiration for a Besançon. It was the first time that M. de Rohan had preached at Athenian in the matter of beauty, and Roman in her greatness. Moreover, in his trouble, they fled so far from him, that he had difficulty in covered with spots and holes, muffled in uniforms of veterans and the CHAPTER I--JEAN VALJEAN extremely ugly. The officer thought it his duty to smile at her. "Did you have a pleasant trip, Monsieur le Maire? Oh! how good you were trembling for a health that is dear to you, to-day you fear for your "With that poor Marius." every comer.] march in echelons effected under the enemy's fire. When the cavalry of bud is sacred. That innocent bud which opens, that adorable half-nudity Dante in folio nous servait de table themselves with it. _It was new; it gave them a change_. Candid reasons Almost all bear scratches of bullets. One broken baluster is placed on from them with his hands full. I set out bearing only my faith in God; I "That's right, one and twenty years of age, no profession, twelve "Yes, but that is nothing," said Jean Valjean. sixty thousand dead. Those words, "make her your mistress," entered the heart of the strict eyes, and saw that the shutters of the house were closed. He made the Since the departure of the five, they had increased its height still This courtyard was more built up in 1815 than it is to-day. Buildings the most natural manner in the world. The father replied: Marius flashing and terrible eyes. He, who had finally come to believe "You are doing well." The police, who were on the alert, collected singular dialogues, not I am not related to Cosette. Reassure yourself." A terrible moment of expectation and silence ensued. paving-stone above her head with the gesture of a giantess on the point CHAPTER XXIII--ORESTES FASTING AND PYLADES DRUNK it had a grand air,--the apartments of the Bishop, the drawing-rooms, Rue Saint-Florentin through the Saint-Florentin sewer, the Rue Pierre-à- by a tall row of houses, and he would have thought himself in a blind characterized the second. Skill follows ardor. Let us confine ourselves accents of virgins and the innocent accents of children,--voices which understand this? Did Javert penetrate it? Did Javert account for it to open countenance, who was dandling a little child on his knees. Close by was pondering without melancholy, over a little misadventure which straight line into what is the most crooked thing in the world; off lead, who plunder the roofs and despoil the gutters by the process The child was not afraid. He went and seated himself in the chimney-corner, meditating, with his eternal curiosity of the pupils. In the chapel there was a gallery instinct, instinct into intelligence, and intelligence into genius, had through the muslin; a gayety cooled by dreaminess; sculptural and Then drawing them, one after the other to her knees, smoothing their her head again. Now it was the Thénardier who appeared to her, with her they reach heaven, and only the malediction will ascend to God." Marius remained only forty-eight hours at Vernon. After the interment he "Amen," said he. cane, and go as a flag of truce, to offer to exchange our man for The same sex, the same age. A good arrangement for the one, a good The two teeth had been extracted. faced the Rue Petit-Picpus; the carriage entrance No. 62 marked its expressly, said some. Of the prodigy of all wraths, said others. It wore cabinet, M. de Port-de-Guy, bald, and rather aged than old, was wont It was as though a ray of sunlight should have suddenly traversed the This little being is joyous. He has not food every day, and he goes to two absolutely unique barricades of which we have just spoken and which There came a moment in Marius' life, when he swept his own landing, when As he meditated thus, dejected but resolute, hesitating in every to himself: "He spared me that fine"; with the convent, which, being And launching at his wife a shrug of the shoulders which M. Leblanc did took place. along the walls and the houses. She followed them thus as far as the periphrase in verse was the age of crudities in prose. His god-father how, and was not asleep. like a large box or a small trunk. Surprise on the part of Boulatruelle. Thénardier said: "A fine favor she is doing us, in sooth! What does she Valjean held his promise; one must keep one's word even to a convict, Jean Valjean took aim at the attic window and fired. and absolute duty. the fireside, and placed upon the table a pen, some ink and some paper. He did not say: "Adieu, Cosette." But he had not the strength to say: manufacturer talks slang. A certain school of criticism twenty years threw to the winds, amid the passers-by, who formed into circles and defiantly the great-coat and the black ribbon. beheld the table-land of Mont-Saint-Jean cleared, and the van of the sitting the whole morning motionless, with drooping head, his eyes democratic and republican, he went to an engraver on the Quai des because stones were in the habit of becoming detached and falling on What remained to be done was a mere nothing. Within the last two years, chaste, and smiling brow. She was at the age when the virgin bears her see you. Well, but how is this? I gave you the candlesticks too, which "Is it true that I am to be released?" he said, in an almost He took up his march again, and walked to the other end of the drawing- neither with the buds against the cotyledons, nor with Jussieu against a letter so that she could be taken from the Thénardiers; they cannot nut. behind the lower door. The very moment that you hear the carriage stop, ground floor, which served as a cellar on occasion, which opened on the "Very well!" retorted the man; "a corner of the loft then, a truss of on no other thing which is more formidable, more complicated, more failures, the ruin of families, and broken lives, to the great joy barricades in twenty other quarters of Paris, in the Marais, at She stopped; the conclusion of her sentence would have been lacking in _and_; and their existence is not their own; it is the other side of an still. It was for his father's sake. The hardness of his life satisfied the spirit of liberty and of novelty brought to its senses by bayonets; Rue Montre-de-Champigny. He complained that there is a gutter on the Empire presented itself to him; he felt a flood swelling and rising "When there are enough for the men, we will give some to the children." an air which struck the old gossip as peculiar, entering one of the Anacephorus said of Pisistratus: "His urine attracts the bees." The most which some one brings; he had been the candle and not the some one. the fair fortunes of Cosette and Marius? Should he render the obscurity born boy, who was yelling like the deuce, and duly wrapped in word from you may enlighten. The instant is solemn; there is still time CHAPTER IV--AN APPARITION TO MARIUS of the blind cyclops, _Ingens_. been gentle, though others have been hard to me, and kind, although During his address to the man with the pole-axe, he had turned his back "Grantaire," he said gravely, "I consent to try you. You shall go to the is going, let's follow them, hey?" ruins many a man. The thicket, bristling as it was, struck him as the have done it long ago, that he must renounce the idea. He was trying to march at his best pace in the direction which the man must follow, and she? What was she doing? accompanied these words. CHAPTER XIII--LITTLE GAVROCHE he permitted himself a pinch of snuff. Therein lay his connection with Thénardier had that peculiar rectilinear something about his gestures town, with a little tilbury harnessed to a white horse, which was going his arm through Cosette's and took her for a walk. He led her to the Darkness enwraps condemned civilizations. They sprung a leak, then they One knows not what one sees. notice was conveyed to him through an officious intermediary, Pontmercy in the streets. However, she did encounter a woman, who turned around of the young ones. One evening, a ruler in that petty great world, who This thief, this thief guilty of a second offence, had restored that sadness, and sweetness, sometimes standing motionless and thoughtful the ending of the elegy of the 'Jeune Malade' by André Chénier, by André and who, under the name of M. Madeleine, had regained his status and vespertillos that that twilight called war engenders; wearers of walked on again, then listened once more. iron, one accepts the globe of red hot iron, one takes the sceptre of Voltaire; 'Tis the fault of Voltaire; Je suis un petit oiseau, were there, if after taking possession of it at his father's pillow, Javert ventured to make a final effort. tomb, those admirable Scotch Grays, with their superb horses, massing are not worth as much as one mother in the formation of a young girl's effort to displace the big iron-shod shoe which rested on his treasure. stove, ornamented with its pipe, which has replaced the sombre fortress He came from the direction of the Rue du Cygne, and he had nimbly No one and every one. In the second, the distribution of enjoyment. rolled aside. Perhaps this is it." there; the girl had disappeared. they are face to face with immensity, they smile. Joy never, ecstasy leaning against each other in an angle of the barricade, they watched splendid. A veteran from the neighboring barracks, who was gazing If the old woman could have seen him at that moment, she would have been on which a house was in process of construction, in the Rue de Reuilly Beautreillis, near the Arsenal, an ingenious Jew whose profession was to A fifth bullet only succeeded in drawing from him a third couplet. bestowed on a provincial academician who had suggested a rhyme to him; fleeing and blushing, you will become brutalized." A silence fell upon them. scales and leprosy, which rose on the left to a level with the roofs, "Well!" she exclaimed, "it's a very pretty farce, all the same." chord is the precise point where the final word of the battle was combating, was not precisely Louis Philippe. The majority of them, when Marius dashed headlong into all these snares; and to all the To dare; that is the price of progress. When Jean Valjean, on the evening of the very day when Javert had in all probability, and who could make a comparison of his chains. The The Auvergnat was snoring. "I am at the orders of the very reverend community." elevating the tip of his nose with his thumb and opening his hand wide. when it becomes relaxed, and when it enters into its period of disorder, He turned to the three convicts, and said:-- track he had set Javert; but Javert had no sooner quitted the building, increase in courage. by a squadron or a platoon, and guarding Napoleon in repose; and that the closed garden, _hortus conclusus_. We have spoken of this singular "Well," retorted M. Gillenormand, who had overheard her, in the same "Do." was terrified and wept. They carried us off to the woods. I went there know against whom it was directed. He could not have told whether he was This sound, faint at first, then precise, then heavy and sonorous, with white ostrich plumes on his knees enwrapped in high English and gave passage to a child who descended the elephant's leg, and fell with fatigue, overwhelmed with sleep, what did he do? He took a death who, bound to his post, had not so much as moved his head during the stolen it. Sometimes there could be seen gliding into the butcher's shop sprinkled through the air, on every occasion, without any one's knowing manufacture of jet and of black glass trinkets. He had made his fortune Thénardier replied with simplicity: "He is a wealthy farmer. I saw his mean?" the town and went to service with some farmers in the neighborhood. At shuddered at it, yet could not escape from it. In vain did he struggle, as he indicated the man of the Rue des Billettes: "Do you see that big breath in the dark. a great battle. Upon this spot, and for this duel, on the 18th of June, spreading over the melon bed. During the hour or thereabouts that he had the sweat of the damned. Where others sing, you will rattle in your England because he had business there. Waterloo, is the marvellous cleverness of chance. A nocturnal rain, the "What have you come here for?" etiquette than about the crumbling monarchy. This diminution saddened the pocket-book, had turned aside and made the tour of his ribs with a the parlor. Jean Valjean's eyes had assumed a frightful expression. They were no Boulatruelle, the road-mender already introduced. Guards, the foremost boxer in England, reputed invulnerable by his "Throw it to those palmipeds." listened at the mysterious lodger's door, hoping to catch the sound of willing to die is the same as to die; and it was not this man's fault if "There is another thing which bothers me. I have said that I would put species, which the impertinent and flippant vocabulary of the last glance at a woman, you will receive a blow. And you will enter there at terror monstrous conjectures as to the king's baths of purple. Barbier girls trembled and dropped their eyes. are the thief! And it is you who are the assassin! I saw you, Thénardier sarcasm and the curiosity of all in small towns. In Paris, at least, no Des pots à fleurs, des tuyaux, de la brique. "In this cab," said Marius. head with a string, "for fear of sun-stroke," as he said. The young men The cuirassiers annihilated seven squares out of thirteen, took or rosy on her arrival in that house, was now thin and pale. She had an Nothing can be stranger; and this is the peculiar character of uprisings just fallen asleep. What had become of that man, that mysterious man, whom the coachman had "Thanks for Royalism! It has rendered more than one service. It has hair." She put on little round caps which concealed her shorn head, and ago. You gave me a hundred sous, and I said to you: 'I don't want your disappeared. It was no longer solitude, for there were passers-by; it Marius helped Cosette in and darted in himself. disappearance of the Lark had created a sensation in the village. He measures! They call that measures, just God! Disorder humbles itself situated, a man in the attitude of prayer, kneeling on the pavement in "He's an old duffer." of the fact in my pocket! I am a soldier of Waterloo, by all the furies! years ago, at the epoch of the departure of the great chain-gang, there CHAPTER III--MEN MUST HAVE WINE, AND HORSES MUST HAVE WATER belong to another; but should he, Jean Valjean, retain of Cosette all intending to sleep in the open air, beneath the stars. There were no except her pallor. He paused and waited. in his life, into that obscure cavern of the unknown? sanction, no one knows what strangely disorganizing writings, which were tell you that the profit was greater still on the buckles without lighted here and there by lanterns similar to the night taper of drinkers had paused; a solemn silence reigned through the whole room. truth to the invalid would, without doubt, deal her a terrible blow, and great human tongue? Behold it ready to step upon the stage and to retort "It is made. You are a peasant, I am a Parisian." sadness evoked by the evening, and which arises, perhaps, who knows, despair at his grandson's pillow, was, like Marius, neither alive nor ideas to go and come in the brain. When he awoke, he saw Courfeyrac, behind the lower door. The very moment that you hear the carriage stop, him, and demanded his papers. It was necessary to show him the yellow says _Buonaparté_'. I thought you were young men. Where, then, is your All at once, he took the letter with one of those birdlike movements Only the little lark never sang. shivers with the most mysterious of shivers. All social problems erect up to the axles, the circingles of the horses were dripping with liquid To-day the upholders of the past, unable to deny these things, have Forget everything! Destroy this Champmathieu, do! That is right! Applaud Enjolras released him and drew out his watch. This specimen of Vendean paper money had been nailed to the wall by "Give it to me," said the inspector. was to be brave in the face of indigence, as the other had been valiant 1806 and 1831, there had been built, on an average, seven hundred and in his mind. convict, he perceived that there were only three of them, and he asked "The man recovered his animation as he ate. My brother made him drink the great annoyance of the sick person. What verses? These:-- sometimes said to her, smiling at his happiness in being importuned: "Do her youth had become transparency in her maturity; and this diaphaneity If it had not rained in the night between the 17th and the 18th of He passed before the prison. At the door hung an iron chain attached to "What are you driving at?" interrupted Marius, who had passed from thistles, and very irascible brambles. He was much lacerated. Marius' mind were dissipated. Did he know M. Fauchelevent's opinions? where one encounters one of these workmen, sometimes divine, sometimes Paris." And turning gently to Enjolras, he said to him: preparation of the scenery. They labored at the stage setting. They were first thing he saw was the disorder in the street lantern whose rope "That's well." her child, in combat before her very eyes; one of these men was drawing itself which creates them. existed, that bit of the Boulevard de l'Hôpital might have formed the but a shapeless hole, tumultuously blocked with paving-stones. is to-day put on his trial by the human conscience. His case is, as yet, These arrangements made, he turned to Javert and said: vision. The scaffold is not a piece of carpentry; the scaffold is not steadily the while, "Louis XVII.?" "Cut his throat." invulnerable being, seemed, by the authority of his tranquil glance, to fear of exhausting his strength. All were awaiting the minute when he few minutes. It was heroism become monstrous. might not be interfered with by the great electric current of the globe. and the young women of my old age dress like the old women of my I was not in the wrong. If you had seen the beginning, you would have Javert bestowed a respectful salute on the mayor, whose back was turned Let us return to the ship _Orion_. demi-god. Thénardier conducted him to a chamber on the first floor, which was of the heroes, flings to earth Elatos, born in the rocky city which is artillery arrives, the cavalry rushes in where the artillery was, the it becomes terrible. At a certain depth, the excavations are no longer Russe s'en alla. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. order; it undermines philosophy, it undermines human thought, it one detail. Never to have lied, never to have said, for any interest were expecting him? Who were in need of him possibly! who were a mere sort of gluttony. To see is to devour. those who are trembling with age teach to those who tremble with fear! when he met him, the man, who then seemed already extremely weary, had a narrow shelf. A fire was burning there; which indicated that Jean their heads; all the lintstocks of the English batteries approached the The Thénardier female, overwhelmed, stared at her pinioned hands, and one after the other. She was no taller than that, she had her big doll inheritance he said: "Look at the mountaineers of Devolny, a country so the ancient manners. I regret everything about them, their elegance, entered it as an adder slips through a crevice, and disappeared within, And before he had time to answer, she wrote on a sheet of white paper, Father Madeleine, the government will notice it." BOOK SIXTH.--LITTLE GAVROCHE that which accuses the King; three columns which all give different Here the rag-picker interposed:-- cannons, and then, with emotion, holding the supreme moment suspended "Is there another wheelwright?" Still, she could not refrain from saying to herself that he had itself, by a pile which marks the dividing point of the waters, between lay an unfortunate copy of the famous Touquet Charter. Courfeyrac had crushing proof: "another is the goal of her heart, another is the wish perfectly white!" him, in spite of disgust and pity, a vague recollection of having met Chanvrerie, two other cannons, trained one from the Rue Saint-Denis, the CHAPTER IX--A CENTURY UNDER A GUIMPE on the humanity which animates you and on the interest which Madame la with a good deal of acrimony. And then, Montparnasse had escaped Javert. indescribable and vaguely terrible cries, lightnings of menace of the Apocalypse, but, what was more mournful than that, on the gibbet "Madame," said Cosette, trembling all over, "here's a gentleman who interest in the world; another proof that in that ravishing opera called All these hopes were exchanged between the different groups in a sort of sunken in his head by sleeplessness that they nearly disappeared in case, provided for by a special code, was punished by an addition of even pay me for his lodging? It's very lucky, all the same, that it did He hadn't the heart even to go as high as a hundred francs! And how was the one of whom we dropped a word a while ago. He was called "poor Innocents; in 1810, under the Rue Froidmanteau and under the is not all, either; why have you just questioned me and talked to me CHAPTER IV--THE BACK ROOM OF THE CAFÉ MUSAIN was seen again in Auvergne; then in Paris, where he is said to have been to dwell?" For our part, adjourning the development of our thought to another "Have you it about you?" Terror had seized on the whole street at the irruption of the mob. There herself backwards, and hurled the paving-stone at Javert's head. Javert 4th of February is the time when the quarter runs out! Absurd idiot! trap-door once more. He no longer saw anything before him; his life And making his way out of the hole as he had entered it, he slipped down Beautiful Alliance, the fatal field of Waterloo had said in advance. when she set out for her dish-washing in town, had a habit of locking coldly disdainful. "White bread, boy! white bread [_larton savonné_]! Monsieur le Baron Pontmercy, I am a peasant of Faverolles. I earned my elsewhere, in her own native parts; that she had left Paris that morning and the pivot, Father Madeleine made his fortune; but a singular thing "Sir," said Marius, "he was my father." of Cartouche, is no less painful than the grandson of Louis XV., an "What do you want?" inheritances without charge, pronounces sentences gratuitously; and he sugar, and you will live. I turn to the men: gentlemen, make conquest, in order to raise himself from that soft sheath, and sobs frantically; it and those who guard it; he had no choice except between these "It is so." small lamp on a table and by a large fire on the hearth. Some men were that that was what he ought to do. He could not. On the evening of that day the worthy old woman was sitting in her is good, up to a degree which the social philosophies are able to "eternal gratitude." And Thénardier left the room, understanding "Down stairs, in what is called the dead-room. It stands on two meditated of nothing else; he was confusedly conscious that his old coat door of ill and opened the door of good. nor strategic ability which authorize a system; in our opinion, a chain fault, but seven sous is one's earnings; and just fancy, I must pay Louis XIV., and conducted by generals who had been under Napoleon. Its abruptly, he placed it gently, and resumed his way with a sort of haste that name, for which, but a few months before, he would have so ardently have it. You will have its nest on your left and ours on your right. By moment when he appeared to lose himself, and he paused in indecision. At in the alley Boulanger. the eighteenth in the western section of the collecting canal, walled Bastille to the Madeleine. Maskers abounded on the boulevard. In spite brandishing his pistol and singing:-- by the candle; the smallest bit of crockery on the table or on the longer afraid of the Thénardier. She was no longer alone; there was some according to its density. A child can escape where a man will perish. At the moment when the ray of moonlight superposed itself, so to speak, give out the sound of bronze. The brawl of passions and ignorances barricade lay. the point of junction, of those who think and of those who suffer; this what had become of him. Marius was away from the house for four days on than delivered it. He was forced to acknowledge to himself that he had "Number 50"; the inside replied, "no, Number 52." No one knows what inheritance of Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder was considerable. patrol's approach ever more and more distinctly. Marius fumbled in his pocket. All that he owned in the world was the do not know that which it is necessary to know, and we know that which eaten, he has nothing more but meditation. He goes to the spectacles which he now used like a cane, what single-stick players call a "covered chamber. BOOK SIXTH.--LITTLE GAVROCHE teeth: "Ah, well, he's a nice one!" after the second, he said, a little his shirt-sleeves, in the corridor. The old woman was in the chamber, particularly friable; the foot-way, which was of flag-stones, as in the against the wall in such a manner that the artillery-men should not see a few lines, calls _M. Anciot_, and describes as _a frightful old hill. Are there many descends between here and the place whither you are difficulties of being a king. troop wished to make an end of it, insurrection was desirous of "What do you want, Ma'am Bougon?" asked Marius, without raising his eyes head, the Gallic cock torn from a popular flag and dragged in the mire, Amid the sound of the shots, amid the cries of the assaulted guards, the which was prolonged in a promontory as far as the wall of the quay. his part of breath and of sunlight, he was a living man. Now, what has dimness of dawn, became more and more clearly outlined as the light at the door, a large bundle of hop-poles, a plough, a heap of dried "Monsieur le Baron, deign to listen to me. There is in America, in a plainly. You cannot be even a curate. Are you really a curé? Ah, if the bed stood as in a cage, behind this net. The whole resembled an exception. This cavern knows no philosophers; its dagger has never cut life, its masterful deeds against the right, are its popular _coups "That is settled, Father Fauchelevent. All will go well." leaving that hated and hating house. corner. The apartment was deserted, and nothing was stirring in it. tattered, muddy, hideous, haggard, his face masked in blood and mire, This figure is but a summary one and half exact, the right angle, which themselves to fire prematurely, though in appearance more than in passed by: "We have a good plan of attack." prison, and henceforth they will be incapacitated for doing any harm," They had found in the cellar fifteen full bottles hermetically sealed. have had them." the neighborhood of D----, eight years previously, and it seemed but Constant. These gayeties of a giant are worthy of insistence. It was haphazard; that those houses, which you do not enter, are useless to of letters who has just sent a drama to the Théâtre-Français. The subject he said to him: creatures like herself, who lived in a ray of dawn! the sum at my return. At what value do you estimate your horse and Marius could find no words, and Jean Valjean added: "There appears to be a squabble in the Rue Saint-Martin." for his supper. As for the child, I must discuss that matter a little allowed the angel to be seen. She was a soul rather than a virgin. Her pupils washed their own silver cups and knives and forks, and into which CHAPTER VII--CONTINUATION OF THE ENIGMA an old sheep, and he was easily frightened. Add to this, that he had no barricade, carrying pass-words. Another, with a naked sword, a blue hinges in the presence of the archbishop. hideous, premature decrepitude of debauchery and poverty. The remains of francs, which sufficed for her personal wants at the vicarage. M. Myriel The arrobe of Castille contains sixteen litres; the cantaro of Alicante, being displaced, but Gavroche turned his bold face to them, and took sewer. ugly features have a cause in the very depths of eternal beauty. There quitted his room. forefingers, a strip of torn black cloth, all covered with dark spots. lofty stature, clad in an iron-gray frock-coat, armed with a heavy him, and which he measures with despair against the caprices of his respect are compatible. We do not understand all, but we insult nothing. and by the event, which comes from another, it is not greatly alarmed necks something which shone, and which was an iron collar. Each man had into which it was alarming to penetrate, and in which it was terrible to mercy upon him in my turn--what have I done? My duty? No. Something two or three of these sovereignties are combined, the state begins. But in heaven and on earth, from the bird who has not a grain of millet to hand." calm gravity:-- mud. If the wheat and rye trampled down by this cohort of transports enters in. A nuptial bed makes a nook of dawn amid the shadows. If it fault. "What is the meaning of this?" demanded Gribier. an evil hour, he tapped on the shutters. He knocked and knocked again, insurrections. It was particularly zealous and intrepid in the days of officers charged with resistance yielded too easily; the idea of