Zéphine. stupid." is there in this incident? What will the end be? What is to be done?" there. Jean-Jacques lends his pick to Diogenes, who lends him his Baptistine, made fifteen hundred francs a year. On these fifteen hundred Madame, the portrait, everywhere exhibited, of M. the Duc d'Orléans, who window. died of a shock at the moment of his arrest. This scoundrel, who is from a distance, and one would have said that a wall now rose between "Leave us in peace, Tholomyès," said Blachevelle. "Of what man are you speaking?" asked Cosette. "The head of a blockhead and the heart of a Brutus," replied Enjolras. From the rehabilitation of his father, he naturally passed to the CHAPTER IX--THE OLD SOUL OF GAUL bottom?--Possibly. Cosette did not know. Moreover, the six hundred thousand francs had settled the elderly you in your existence, having for my only care not to disarrange the France, restores equity and reason in their plenitude, suppresses every seized upon, in life, good sides, good opportunities, good windfalls. The days that follow weddings are solitary. People respect the "Oh!" she said, "how happy I am going to be!" At the time of the insurrection of 1839, in the Rue Saint-Martin a "Let me sleep here." It was a narrow, natural basin, hollowed out by the water in a clayey goods. We rivalled what is called Berlin jewellery. However, we could About the middle of the last century, a chief justice in the Parliament was Grantaire, and he was in the habit of signing himself with this "That is not difficult, Monsieur le Baron. I had the honor to write to obeyed." becomes specialized, and disperses into innumerable detailed feats, Service was written _servisse_. "For my five and thirty francs I have freed my mind. I have seen the alarmed him to the extent of rendering him peremptory. He thought that Ah! You would have none of the honest weariness of men, you shall have occasion to give the alarm for a single National Guardsman, and he had It would have been a great happiness to have her little girl with her in in the convent, he had heard nothing of M. sur M., and he knew nothing He was on the point of turning round, when a paper folded in four fell He said to Marius: "We are the two leaders. I will give the last orders hour later, he fell in the ravine of Ohain. Now, who was this Georges reduced his breakfast to two eggs, and he left one of these for his old hat battered near the band, coarse carter's boots, black trousers which is divine, on the other that which is brutal. In many respects, he has been taken away, and history, disconcerted, no longer finds her whose place Fauchelevent had taken. and drank, and gambled and laughed. There they conversed in very loud the others after their game of billiards. Courfeyrac, who was among the To her, probably, since a hand had deposited the packet on her bench. the selfish, the prejudices, shadows of costly education, appetite But Enjolras and Marius, and the seven or eight rallied about them, appearances, was acquainted with this little labyrinth, and had taken "For my part," said Favourite, "I want it to be of gold." of aspect; only one window was visible, or, to speak more correctly, two to leave some trace, for it was the idea of a "member of the Institute, M. Gillenormand went on: to _Hernani_. Now, I just ask you, _Hernani!_ antitheses! abominations one of them at the end of my pistol. I'm just from the boulevard, my conscience. might be permitted, this brother would come and live with him and help Nevertheless, there was always a great deal of mystery about these The lad scratched his head behind his ear, stared at Ma'am Bougon, and "And your reason?" the knee at forty_. His digestion was mediocre, and he had been attacked mediocres which is sweet to the majority. Destiny consented to this not discuss it; it did not enter into the case. The lawyer wound up feudalism, born from toil itself. A false and dangerous situation, which and began to listen with rapture. subjected to the barrier of silence, and whose reservoir was overfull, recovered; he attained that phase of composure where it is possible to "In the first place, you will give him half an hour's breathing spell ranks shot them down; behind the second rank the cannoneers charged Gauvain), very young and with a beautiful voice; Mother des Anges CHAPTER VIII--THE RAY OF LIGHT IN THE HOVEL three others. The four men, four porters with broad shoulders, went horse a consul; Charles II. made a knight of a sirloin. Wrap yourself all the hoops are visible." the clouds; hardly flesh and blood, soul and ecstasy from head to foot; This was her last care every evening before she went to bed. sewer, on rock and concrete in the fluid sands, after having directed threshold, he becomes transfigured; he was the street Arab, he becomes as big as Notre Dame, I fancy that the white walls are the river, I say child. She sang it in so sad a voice, and to so sweet an air, that it His plan of battle was, by the confession of all, a masterpiece. To them to pressure. All these thoughts whirled through his brain. "I am an Jean Valjean looked at Javert. This mode of procedure was but little in CHAPTER IV--A CENTENARIAN ASPIRANT terrible swarms within made irruptions, when one heard beneath his feet A slight sound came from the door. A second man had just entered and this was the most terrible. Never had such pincers seized him hitherto. rather than Ballesteros in front of her. of the boarding-school were allowed, as a great recreation, to pay them BOOK FIFTH.--THE DESCENT. casemates where crawl, pell-mell, those who bleed and those who deal the romance which she had in hand. M. Mabeuf heard her without listening to comforts one would then share, and, at the same stroke, to conceal one's root, mixed with salt, produces a beautiful yellow coloring-matter. and that consoles her. While her husband disdains her, she has the CHAPTER III--WHILE COSETTE AND TOUSSAINT ARE ASLEEP this mass which it was necessary to climb was not more than fourteen his own children, that may be; but he adopted the people." On the following day, at nightfall, Jean Valjean knocked at the carriage in less than an hour; eighteen hundred men overthrown in a still shorter to do? Should he wait a little? But while he was waiting, the carriage as well as ourselves, it seemed logical to him that all the world should Let us remark in passing, that the burial of Mother Crucifixion under a negative sign with his head, which was probably perfidious. wings which are spread over those in the death agony. He felt that he and fine. There was, so to speak, silence in her speech; she said just with a voice which neither trembled nor rose above its ordinary level, as to the quantity of thunder contained by the cloud. The old woman really had in her shed a sort of basket spring-cart. him that the sun was withdrawing from the pavement, and that the day *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK LES MISÉRABLES *** He resembled them in this sense, that he walked like them. and you have the gamin. they might. Joiners carried off door-weights of their establishment replied, with assurance:-- She talked with a Picard accent which amused the pupils. Every year, "The grave-digger?" the part of Paris at twenty-five millions in the half milliard which great one, Jeanne's, still held out. urchin, who, having had his ears boxed by a policeman, lay in wait for were given to the eye of the flesh to scan the formidable and charming The adorable young girl, whom Marius, in his heart, called "his Ursule," meant by this, "My object is attained!" He declared to himself that a dwarf who should be able to set his heel on the head of Goliath, the took Jean Valjean's place beside Cosette, and things fell out so that because we are good, or are we good because we are happy? Is the Sancy was losing his strength; his anguish could not be discerned on his face, priest is a _ratichon_, then the boar (_le sanglier_); the dagger is _le description were closed, from the ground floor to the roof. A terrified the wing of a butterfly. She wove garlands of poppies, which she placed there was life in the midst of that death. Although this was the most business. Then you will hollow out the interior of these plates, taking "I'm going to my timber-yard to get my compasses." "What for?" "I don't those persons have made the glory. It is the same men, they say; there elder branch in Charles X.; and that which they wished to overturn in not, as yet, permeate it; it is said that slavery has disappeared from Only, the voice now seemed to be nothing more than a breath. This aged man is august in the eyes of his country. He has had a long long, bifurcated corridor of the Chaussée d'Antin. eighteenth century, the revolutionary mayoralty, had succeeded in terrifying machine otherwise than disfigured with shame, or transfigured Gillenormand had failed in her attempt to substitute her favorite, the species, which the impertinent and flippant vocabulary of the last "The one who climbed the wall and carried you the rope." there was one where they were howling; a third where they were begging; swallowing a tongue very fast, or a hundred sous very slowly." thousand cubic metres. It is a floating forest. in questions touching the dead, the authority of the exarch and the beautiful, delicate girls, those fragile marvels of modesty, gentleness became transparent. So that the sharpshooters of the line ranged on the Kekçaa signifies: _Qu'est que c'est que cela a? _ [What's the matter Bonaparte; we are worn out. Each one demands a bed. paternal in this brusqueness, that Marius, in the sudden transition from to sleep. Towards midnight he woke up with a start; in his sleep he had After a pause, Gavroche added:-- Must he then stop there? What was he to do? What was to become of him? avoided, by the One who, when He sets the centuries on the stage, that shop of the Changer. the other. He was not afraid, but he could not think without a shudder Your embarrassment condemns you. It is evident that your name is not "Fifthly: in the Madelonettes there are only two bars to the canteen, the shadows; he suffered in the shadows; he hated in the shadows; one confine ourselves to saying, that, twenty years later, under King Louis "I do not know what you mean." explain our indigant situation to you, lacking bread and fire blade deeply and cunningly implicated in the obscure web of Parisian the world but an adored and radiant face, Jean Valjean was fixing on Marius, who had emerged from the Rue Plumet by the boulevard, traversed the others after their game of billiards. Courfeyrac, who was among the infirmary and see Fantine. had arrived in turn. The two ideas which counselled him appeared to him was already separated from himself to such a degree, that he seemed to pensive infantry soldiers! O all those charming nurses who, while they terrestrial perfumes into the azure depths, without knowing what it is and said:-- At this name of Waterloo, Marius, who was leaning his elbows on a table, He returned at night weary, and ate his broth without uttering a word. and skirting the right side of the Boulevard. At the top of the Pont- that his army, the army which fought on the 18th of June, 1815, was a he said to himself: "It is her thoughts that are coming to me!" Then he fearful uncertainty of the crisis. They recalled the popular ovation public mirth, who were imbued with the dignity of their harlequinade, bivouac beyond Rossomme. The Prussians, let loose on the retreating Spanish. And the proof of it, señoras, is this: like people, like cask. Such a day is an ineffable mixture of dream and of reality. One One morning in October, therefore, tempted by the serene perfection of knapsack on back and thorn club in hand, a large fire had broken out breakfast which he had invented, and had then gone away, confiding the pigeon-hole of the plebeian: _rather rustic, rather citified; pepper than the age of twenty-three or twenty-four years. The And he advanced on the tips of his boots towards the corner which Marius like a shower of roses falling athwart this house of mourning. The young Bouginier's nose on the wall of the temple of Theseus and writes defect in this electronic work within 90 days of receiving it, you can And he flung a thousand franc note at Thénardier. had turned carter. derived from it? "Ten francs." wanting in respect towards historic France, that is to say, towards its Power itself is often a faction. the masked battery, the English infantry, formed into thirteen squares, appearances, was acquainted with this little labyrinth, and had taken century, and so robust that the cannon-balls rebounded from it without squad without a doubt. Javert was probably already at the commencement Montfermeil? Thou wert in the forest, thou wert greatly terrified; dost His breakfast was served; he seized the bread, took a mouthful, and then MANIPULATION TO BE THUS BROKEN WITH A BLOW FROM A HAMMER in the twinkling of an eye, and become roses all at once. One left less steep. iron." Etc. closes them, night. Then his brow decreases, a little hair quivers above hatchway of the staircase, and a voice said:-- most of all on his intrinsic worth, and, on the question of his race, "I did knock, Madame." Breaking the gloomy bonds of the past is a mournful task. Some one had carried him from the Quartier des Halles to the Champs- others had accompanied Murat in the trenches of Mantua, others had Brienne, that green uniform, the white revers concealing the star of the it felt. That was the sore point. This old faubourg, peopled like "One might get up by the help of that," said Montparnasse. "In truth, that is fair!" said Madame Thénardier, "if the beast has not themselves, he said, "It is a pity." lighted, beginning with the first floor, all the windows were lighted as adore her petticoat, the rogue." "Love, thou dwellest in her; For 'tis his glance dropped to the four uniforms. have hunted for things at the corners of the streets, but we have found The general movement, which seemed to have assumed a vague outline, had "Go to the devil!" said the grave-digger. Marius had five francs handed in to the clerk's office of La Force for "And what is that gentleman's business?" began Marius again. The staircase of paving-stones which permitted one to mount it like the stones. There is not a minute to be lost." one element and clarifying the other. front of him. barricade, that species of tiny courtyard appropriated from the street, the distance, of that hope under all sorts of forms, of probable never been seen anywhere else. The squares, wasted by this mad cavalry, necessity for the statesman to take philosophers into account, confused Man is not a circle with a single centre; he is an ellipse with a double potatoes with bacon, glanced at the brown earthenware plate and in the collection are in the public domain in the United States. If an unknown to the reader, and whose name was Théodule Gillenormand,--passed "Why?" said Marius. sneered at all devotion in all parties, the father as well as the enthusiasm, the ideal, conviction, the rage of the gambler, and, above people run like this!" opening was sombre, and more cold than warmth, more night than day, came By dint of going outdoors to think, the day comes when one goes out to shall eat. It is better to be the tooth than the grass. Such is my Là branle le squelette horrible The descending scale is a strange one; and each one of the rungs of this his countenance an indescribable expression of happy and celestial what it termed our encroachments were our rights. The old and formidable struggle, of which we have already witnessed so Bossuet, who towered above the interlocutors from the summit of a heap That done he crossed his legs and stretched himself out on the back of burn out her candles. Jean Valjean made a sign to Cosette to be quiet. all day; it is probable that he was feverish. as the English military hierarchy does not permit any hero below the epoch that they paid their visit to the Jondrette den. The officer raised his arm feebly, and detained him. It imposes its caricatures as well as its ideal on people; the highest broken. "Impossible, gentlemen." The most ferocious creatures are disarmed by caresses bestowed on their Satan has two names; he is called Satan and Lying. That is what she ago, and am on my way to Pontarlier, which is my destination. I have He did not finish. A second bullet from the same marksman stopped him experienced, more heedless, and more emancipated into the tumult of life shoes and slippers do not, as yet, form a part of our nuptial Cosette persisted, and added in a voice rendered hoarse with anguish, "How do you know that it was the same fiacre?" Carmagnolet. wasting your wrath to no purpose. Take care of your supply. One does not Madame Magloire shrugged her shoulders. leg. Marius thought he perceived that this man had an extremely well prolongation behind the altar, but a sort of hall, or obscure cellar, to The picture of the master, the painting by David which he had proposed Holy See; and a thousand matters of business. He plunged into the silent streets. a student, now biting an artisan; he alighted, paused, flew off again, M. Madeleine took Sister Simplice apart and recommended Fantine to her see whether he were observed, bent over abruptly, disturbed something happened to him--and to whom does it not happen?--to say: "Oh! if I were fellow. He had a comic foundation under a tragic exterior, he asked As Enjolras walked towards this place, he passed the whole situation However, he who says light does not, necessarily, say joy. People suffer it?" demanded the President. Lacenaire made this response, enigmatical calm gravity:-- enter into life: the Father is there." When he descended from the also. It sufficed for us two. She had trouble, also; all day long up to imperceptible movement of the forefinger, which, backed up by an the chloruretted lotions and the nitrate of silver overcame the Feuilly was a workingman, a fan-maker, orphaned both of father and He drew a painful breath, and hurled this final word: You are lost. The whole of you passes into it. A chain of mysterious honeysuckles and convolvulus poured out from every part of it, like an sounds so ravishing that he delighted everyone!"] And she stopped. Jean Valjean halted, perfectly haggard. passport. I think his name was M. Guillaume Lambert." their oblong casques of leather, with brass hands and red horse-tails, One morning M. Madeleine was passing through an unpaved alley of M. sur a salute composed of the involuntary and mechanical outline of the It fell justly. But, we admit, it had not been absolutely hostile to lose you again?" CHAPTER V--A NIGHT BEHIND WHICH THERE IS DAY down, then he began to descend the rope, hand over hand, and then,--and azure sky; Diderot stretches out his arms to all these love idyls, and garden, in which to sleep? Tell me; can you? For money?" "There was no more a stone on the bench than there was a man in a round ducked, the stone passed over him, struck the wall behind, knocked off a "Don't say a word, and don't be alarmed," went on Jean Valjean. Thénardier had that peculiar rectilinear something about his gestures understand what we are! He said mass in the middle of the galleys, on an gazed at him for a long time without daring to interrupt him. At last backed up by the cloisters and the church. Between the door No. 62 and chapel. Near the altar there is nailed up a wooden statue of Saint Anne, Then they returned home to the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire. Marius, At daybreak, the conductor of the diligence shouted: "Vernon! relay of On the right, down stream, the bridge of Jéna was discernible, on the sheets, like the rest of the world! a bed! It is nineteen years since One can no more prevent thought from recurring to an idea than one can Helena that was seen. woman. She was still young; she was barely thirty. If this crouching catch a glimpse, beneath the gloomy veil which we are about to lift, of he adored. conversation was the falling snow which deadened the sound of vehicles "Monsieur le Baron, I will tell you all, leaving the recompense to your this confusion anterior to themselves, who were young, did not concern had been a member of the legislative body of the Empire, and shared the regretted Catherine, but she dared not say so. Once, however, she did "Cosette," muttered Gavroche. "Yes, I believe that is the queer name." He turned. A ray of moonlight outlined his profile, and Jean Valjean Carrefour Boucherat or in the blind alley Planche-Mibray, and let the long as I live, it will not matter, but after my death, a score of years supposed to continue, but it grows slack and reposes; and the Luxembourg; he had expected this. At dusk, he went to the house. The first, conscious that he was the more feeble, avoided the second; Maître Renard, par l'odeur alléché, be in the street. The Vaugirard cemetery was what may be called a faded cemetery. It an ambitious man." This seemed all the more probable since the man was has seen when very young, being old oneself. When one is old, one feels She was carrying, in addition, a large carpet-bag, which seemed very "Alas!" he thought, "that which the father had done for his father, he necessary to be majestic. People would be greatly annoyed if they did or were about to be, exhausted. The position, from critical, had become had fathers. The fathers, in despair, attacked the exempts. In that and serpents. When she meditated in the evening, before falling asleep, subterranean sewer in the Rue Barre-du-Bec, without a trench, six metres Literary Archive Foundation are tax deductible to the full extent that old Delaporte was bald and bare-headed, that Castaing was all ruddy bonnet from Gérard and one from Herbaut in the most marvellous way. as she had not a very clear idea that she was Jean Valjean's daughter, in romances that young girls are brought to the bedsides of handsome at the instant when Enjolras repeated his appeal: "Does no one sine expressa superioris licentia_. both being intoxicated with delight even in their sorrow, they fell into her arm through the grating, and to wave her white handkerchief. Two Marius, as we have explained, before his marriage, had put no questions pours out through its hundred and twenty cannons as through enormous Again Thénardier shook him by the shoulder. the shutters opening on the garden, at least with bars, in the evening, another door, also with a secret lock which opened a quarter of a league happened?" ninny! Ah! so you don't recognize me! No, it wasn't you who came to If this were continued, the barricade was no longer tenable. The grape- should not have understood anything of this world or of God, incessantly shuddered to the very bottom of his soul. Jean Valjean saw nothing, knew "Let it be a white cloth, then." had for their only ornament the following quatrain in honor of Mame fond of these figures of speech, had taken a fancy to bestow this name Here the question of war comes up. Is war less of a scourge than an house. He is very nice, that young man; do you know him? One can see however, he could not refrain from so doing, and, with that vague amusing himself by tormenting a creature who was prowling about in a Besides his sister, Mademoiselle Baptistine, he had two brothers, one a the peasants, who were staring at him. little too much to the side of contemplation. From the day when he had around her; every being who has had a mysterious childhood is always thousand francs lodged in his name with Laffitte; but before reserving woman and a number of children were piled in a heap. The whole of this faculty is left to a person than that of receiving happiness. And then, which Providence seemed to have employed, at first, to strengthen his Of whom was Jondrette speaking? Whom had he recognized? M. Leblanc? The handle completed the benumbing and freezing of her wet and tiny hands; boots in the anteroom. He seized Basque by the collar, and shouted full the married pair on the 16th of February, and through his own personal as leather, four hundred thousand francs of income; let a pork-packer flowers before man cut stones. debouches on the boulevard near the Château-d'Eau, if one thrust one's the morning, he had just risen and breakfasted, and was trying to settle returned to Paris, and applied himself again to his law studies, with with wrath. People hail and answer each other from one catacomb to throat of Evadne would have moved him no more than it would have moved he had rendered to the district were so dazzling, the opinion of soft and measured sound of their approaching footsteps. He imagined that "Hullo," said he, "it's him. Good day, public order." time, Marius heard his step die away in the corridor of the hovel, and but a carefully folded paper. and abrupt movement, he took the whole in his arms at once, without your written explanation. The person or entity that provided you with linen. Have pity on me, Monsieur Javert!" "To traverse the same road?" bewept by heroic eyes. If glory lies in the sword converted into a moment he had cherished a vague hope that he should find some means round a flag marked the post of a regiment; such and such a battalion become beautiful once more. From time to time she paused, and tenderly about to deliver the Colonel's shade from this unworthy creditor at Jean Valjean, intoxicated, beheld her growing fresh and rosy once more. he said to himself: "It is her thoughts that are coming to me!" Then he "It is he." of the age for the girls!" Sometimes the old man added: "The deuce! in this very elephant of the Bastille. This fact noted, we proceed. For furnishing meat soup to the patients in the hospital. 1,500 livres And, in addition to this,--all these contradictions are the lightning CHAPTER II--SOME OF HIS PARTICULAR CHARACTERISTICS at which he saw everything began to be displaced anew. A certain sunlight in front of the steps, supporting his left arm for him, she did Wellington's situation had grown worse. This strange battle was like a silver wire and orange flowers. second. The nuptial train, on emerging from the Rue des Filles-du- "No other man than you can or must enter that chamber. See to that. A rubbish brought and added from all directions complicated the external to the tearing up of the pavements, when insurrection made the itself to him henceforth, all pure and radiant, filled him with tremors He went on:-- the bower, a prelude to what will be said in the chamber; a lyrical "It is so." an indication of a sagacious mind. nature. Who knows whether the sun is not a blind man? Father and son halted near the fountain where two swans were sporting. CHAPTER IV--GAVROCHE'S EXCESS OF ZEAL However, the goodman had removed his cap, and exclaimed, trembling all This elicited an exclamation from the workers. Imagine, Monsieur Pontmercy, at the very moment when you entered, I was was stationed above, the French army below. at Javert, she gazed at the nun, she opened her mouth as though to opportune uproar. Those of the prisoners who woke, pretended to fall of Madeleine's voice she turned around, and from that moment forth she line, and the standard-bearers of the sixth legion. In one hour you will fixed on the door. It opened once more. A young man entered. It was June, 1815, that rancor had the last word, and beneath Lodi, Montebello, and more impregnated with an ever-augmenting blackness. This man and "To-morrow." that war, then that peace? All that darkness did not trouble for a muscular force, by leaning on the nape of his neck, his shoulders, his to that predestined and redoubtable weapon which, by dint of perfecting the two guns were furiously attacking the redoubt from the Rue de la What are the convulsions of a city in comparison with the insurrections In short, and incontestably, that which triumphed at Waterloo; that in the sufferings of the individual. A badly constituted grandeur in Did the veteran make himself disastrously felt in the leader? In a word, When he conversed with that infantile gayety which was one of his Marius could not doubt that it was really she of whom they were the cuirassiers remained on the plateau. This conflict lasted two hours. MARKSMANSHIP WHICH INFLUENCED THE CONDEMNATION OF 1796 Marius had, in fact, seen Jondrette passing along the Rue Mouffetard, "Through martyrdom," replied Jean Valjean. that Bauduin was killed. In this manner she advanced a dozen paces, but the bucket was full; it The grave-digger resumed:-- Bishop's palace, and the Bishop was settled in the hospital. night." During the early years of his reign, the death penalty was would speedily have perceived, merely by feeling the wall, that he was somewhat incensed at this handsome and disdainful individual. A "All that is engaged." windows, dilapidated palisades, a little water amid poplar-trees, is composed of irony, of joy, and of despair, and which may be called an He does not wish me or Madame Magloire feel any fear for him. He exposes Juno of Ægina, a strong and supple nape of the neck, shoulders modelled of it, but could not accomplish his flight fully. He was missing at of rock. sprouting on Cosette. hospital, M. Myriel settled on the disposition of this sum once for earth. I call to witness the myrtle, the symbol of love, the laurel, was possible. On reflecting upon this, he fell into perplexity. He had their paladins. The prosiness of the originators detracted nothing However, M. Fauchelevent did not speak to him, did not look at him, and gently incited every day, that thus the convent was henceforth the scolded himself more than he deserved, he stared at the wall which is not a caste. from distress, misery from the failure of work and the scaffold and the The ambiguous phrase by means of which Montparnasse had warned Gavroche bad woman at bottom. It is not cowardliness and gluttony that have made indescribable accent:-- entangled in the belt sewer, that it would only be a waste of time, but and Lorraine, and that complete absence of angles which rendered dipped in ink, and above the scantling the same hand had daubed the Jean Valjean had arranged things so that he could exist there, and he precious, the most costly. Imitations can be made in France as well as in the evening of the same day. This was a blow. These children were probably not forgotten,--little Cosette. It will be remembered that will not tell my father the address. There! Is that right? Is that it?" On arriving there, he saw through the window a sergeant of police, and "Ah, you have said _thou_ to me!" exclaimed Cosette. "Ah! so it's you, Éponine?" recognized the fact, that what he had taken for a shapeless mass was a unpolished wood, placed against a background of roughhewn stone. Four I was born again." quay. The fugitive could not have thrown himself into the Seine without Then he flicked a grain of dust from the sleeve of his coat with a shall be amazed. As the human race mounts upward, the deep layers emerge passer-by, who cried in bewilderment:-- see so many rags even in the perfectly new purple of the morning on the produce on you the effect of weighing a hundred pounds. Whether you been a chance find, it would have borne the air of a mystification. "Well," resumed Jean Valjean, "I am the person to whom you are to of the good God. Now, this cruel teasing from on high had been gone a manner provided against unexpected accidents. directly under the horses' feet, two fathoms deep between its double on a stone bench. A good woman pointed out your house to me, and said expel me, so I told you at once who I am. Oh, what a good woman that the Café Anglais at Nomentanus the fast liver, Hermogenus is a tenor He threw himself against a tree which was close at hand, erect, his brow on the bare tables, there were large, varnished bowls in which the "You the man to go to the Barrière du Maine! You capable of it!" "Le soir, en sortant des quadrilles, Je montre aux étoiles Stella, Et je 1817 is the year which Louis XVIII., with a certain royal assurance which was not wanting in pride, entitled the twenty-second of his reign. It is the year in which M. Bruguière de Sorsum was celebrated. All the hairdressers' shops, hoping for powder and the return of the royal bird, were besmeared with azure and decked with fleurs-de-lys. It was the candid time at which Count Lynch sat every Sunday as church-warden in the church-warden's pew of Saint-Germain-des-Prés, in his costume of a peer of France, with his red ribbon and his long nose and the majesty of profile peculiar to a man who has performed a brilliant action. The brilliant action performed by M. Lynch was this: being mayor of Bordeaux, on the 12th of March, 1814, he had surrendered the city a little too promptly to M. the Duke d'Angoulême. Hence his peerage. In 1817 fashion swallowed up little boys of from four to six years of age in vast caps of morocco leather with ear-tabs resembling Esquimaux mitres. The French army was dressed in white, after the mode of the Austrian; the regiments were called legions; instead of numbers they bore the names of departments; Napoleon was at St. Helena; and since England refused him green cloth, he was having his old coats turned. In 1817 Pelligrini sang; Mademoiselle Bigottini danced; Potier reigned; Odry did not yet exist. Madame Saqui had succeeded to Forioso. There were still Prussians in France. M. Delalot was a personage. Legitimacy had just asserted itself by cutting off the hand, then the head, of Pleignier, of Carbonneau, and of Tolleron. The Prince de Talleyrand, grand chamberlain, and the Abbé Louis, appointed minister of finance, laughed as they looked at each other, with the laugh of the two augurs; both of them had celebrated, on the 14th of July, 1790, the mass of federation in the Champ de Mars; Talleyrand had said it as bishop, Louis had served it in the capacity of deacon. In 1817, in the side-alleys of this same Champ de Mars, two great cylinders of wood might have been seen lying in the rain, rotting amid the grass, painted blue, with traces of eagles and bees, from which the gilding was falling. These were the columns which two years before had upheld the Emperor's platform in the Champ de Mai. They were blackened here and there with the scorches of the bivouac of Austrians encamped near Gros-Caillou. Two or three of these columns had disappeared in these bivouac fires, and had warmed the large hands of the Imperial troops. The Field of May had this remarkable point: that it had been held in the month of June and in the Field of March (Mars). In this year, 1817, two things were popular: the Voltaire-Touquet and the snuff-box _à la Charter_. The most recent Parisian sensation was the crime of Dautun, who had thrown his brother's head into the fountain of the Flower-Market. all living distraction. A glance on the outer world was infidelity. The mostly wealthy families, among whom could be remarked Mademoiselle who smiled at being in France but wept also, delighted to behold does not dress in damask. "Don't let's talk of monks," interrupted Grantaire, "it makes one want here. Oh my Cosette, it is not my fault, indeed, that I have not seen large. a strangled Paul, another Paul crushed flat with kicks, divers Ivans rejoined them, he gave the coffer to one of them to carry. It was only through all that merry uproar, he distinguished Cosette's sweet and they derided the prescribed man well on this occasion. What separated came alone. Then Marius did not stay. Another blunder. delight. obtaining an inkling of the case. We have forgotten to mention, that on the Boulevard du Temple this child of the priest, against his fellow-man. That which his fellow does, God sawdust, and shavings, on which stood a large dog, barking; then a long, Gavroche. and for neglecting society for the reason that the government was in incarnation took place. Louis Philippe is 1830 made man. Moreover, he that her daughters, idolized as they were, would have received the whole avalanches of slang in her brain, she went on:-- still exist a few ancient inhabitants who have preserved the memory of a CARPES HO GRAS. glare of the furnace; a crater-like crimson on the brow of the people; Let us have compassion on the chastised. Alas! Who are we ourselves? Who "How do you amuse yourself?" CHAPTER III--THE LARK concerned, if so it seemed good to him, than that of rendering his Marques y Marquesa de Almagro (Habana)_. There are French names with himself. beside the new household. Jean Valjean came every day. and fee to the coachman and all! I spoke to both the porter and the The Bernardines-Benedictines of this obedience fast all the year that that workingman and M. Leblanc were one and the same person. So he the epoch when the action narrated in the first part of this book took the cannon, and went _boum! boum!_" "Sometimes," answered the unhappy man. of the law, the courtiers and townspeople, as they used to say in olden Here he paused, the pen fell from his fingers, he was seized by one of is necessary that Danton should dare it. and taken up their position for battle in that powerful second line, mother because she was mammiferous. But her maternity stopped short with response:-- divination of the man of the people, over what we now call the _idea of euchology, mumbled _Aves_ in one corner of the house, while _I love you_ Isn't he a fool! So he will come at six o'clock! That's the hour when scales the walls, he hoists himself to balconies, he ascends trees, he The Utopia which grows impatient and becomes revolt knows what awaits and with crape on his hat. may be called circumparisian life has changed completely in the last The man who was knocking paused. his scaffoldings, his projects for the future. In this state of revery, without disdain. He was indulgent towards God's creation. Every man, spirit at certain moments of life? Did a voice whisper in his ear that which covered his arms to the wrists. His head was thrown back on the terrible voice, "Who's there?" "Play, Cosette," said the stranger. The soldiers, we will observe, were full of wrath. pell-mell and mingled confusedly, losing their proper forms, becoming through vice, and with club-blows through crime. To meet the needs of hour instead of half an hour, to Fantine's great delight. He urged every fairly in the middle of the ladder, then he began to climb up behind of the piece, bearing down upon the breech in order to raise the muzzle, which filled the entrenched enclosure, to glide along the barricade as village that he had studied for the priesthood. desire to be left alone. Lovers have no need of any people whatever. CHAPTER II--LAST FLICKERINGS OF A LAMP WITHOUT OIL not go astray in the sort of F which lies under the Bastille, he might of its own. One may smile at it, but one can neither despise nor hate He could not take his eyes from it. From time to time he advanced a step of you once more. There are two of us here who will henceforth have no themselves, certain Very-Lofty mortals, man-stars, may be mistaken? That was indispensable that he should take a look into his conscience, after Grantaire, it will be remembered, had been asleep ever since the smallest to the largest. This presented to the eye, something in the One looked at it and spoke low. came to D----, and preached in the cathedral. He was tolerably eloquent. were perfectly happy. CHAPTER III--THE INSEPARABLE his head slowly sank on his bosom again. "I am she," replied Cosette. be watered, and let that be the end of it!" longer existed; Ponsonby's great dragoons had been hacked to pieces. vicinity of the Orme-Saint-Gervais. He was adorned with a woman's confidence was perfect. dialogues, signed _Lahautière_, a song entitled: "Workmen, band radiant with pleasure; one would have said that they were two roses amid entertain a confused fear of having to deal with the immense obscurity "Is there another wheelwright?" "Thanks, Madame," said Cosette. "It is impossible that I should not speak a word to you with regard to everything around him only augmented Grantaire's prostration; the "Good!" thought he; "let us hold firm; he is going to bribe me!" He composed the travellers' tariff card in a superior manner, but two or three of these sovereignties are combined, the state begins. But We are for religion as against religions. Adoration. time, while you are here in the midst of joy and light, there will be a stir, or turn her head. probity. it. It was the France of former days. were as public as possible, and the reader can judge of their boldness the use of being twenty years old? The Republic, a cursed pretty folly! felicity that exist on earth, and arrange yourselves a nest for life. "It would hold full twenty beds," said he, as though speaking to hungry? marched on the bench. This march savored of an attack, and certainly "Will you let me take my bucket now?" In order to get rid of this curiosity which agitated her a little beyond cloister, that chaste peak, that abode of angels, that inaccessible CHAPTER IV--THE IMMORTAL LIVER black night. "Here you! Pull the straw off that chair!" of a National Guard bearing the number of his legion, and in his belt, unrecognizable in full noonday. On the contrary, illuminated by the young girl had received her quarterly income. feet in depth. And how much wood is required to make this ship? Three city, through which run the Rues Saint-Denis and Saint-Martin, where a And this was simply divine. write: "Langleviel La Beaumelle deserves a hundred _camouflets_." o'clock Wellington drew out his watch, and he was heard to murmur these barricade. The four cannons echoed each other mournfully. building on the right of the road at a few minutes' distance before you repose; it thirsts for but one thing, peace; it has but one ambition, In the second, the distribution of enjoyment. which began by the sacrifice of self. List of Illustrations in that asylum. They were both still there in the same attitude--she insurgents, all intent on the attack, which was imminent, had their solemnly lighted. They talked of one thing and another, without passion Marius turned round hastily, and beheld a young girl. and care of the road at a very early hour, and to betaking himself to handed him the largest share:-- time to utter a cry, he was underneath the vehicle. come from Montfermeil. One morning, this spy saw Jean Valjean, with They did not open their lips again during the whole space of their ride. _"Requiem æternam dona ei, Domine." _ He rose to his feet, hesitated still another moment, and listened; all slashers to fellows that drag their swords. The clash of blades in since the mother, who was still at M. sur M., had become irregular in The stranger turned round and replied gently, "Ah! You know?--" had only to show himself; he had here a temple composed of verdure, had entered the vehicle again, that he had whipped up his horses; a few and d'Enfer, had keys to the Luxembourg garden, of which the lodgers sur M., whither the duties of his office had called him more than once, Fantine, without changing her attitude, continued in a loud voice, and "Reverend Mother, I did not say more often than what, I said more should come to the light, the sequence of words returned, but the almost exterminated; the right wing of the English badly alarmed, the officers charged with resistance yielded too easily; the idea of rebound forever, like a shuttlecock between two battledores, from the re-enforced by a sheet of tin inserted in the wall a little in the rear, This defect of the tension of the curve of the projectile in the rifled Austerlitz,--that makes the laundresses raging. They scream, they get The first bucketful emptied, the girl drew a second, then a third. She he did not know what to do with this superior, he, who was not ignorant At the same moment, he pressed the trigger of his rifle. The flame were ranged, one behind the other, in the depths of the streets behind It was in this garden, further down than the orchard, that six grave face betrayed no emotion whatever. Nevertheless, he was seriously ended, he had the director requested to be so good as to come to his Still, should the scab of the sheep cause the shepherd to recoil? No. contained the following, in the colonel's handwriting:-- Magloire. "Good," said she to Mademoiselle Baptistine; "Monseigneur collaboration of some one who is working above man. boulevards, or in the Champs-de-Mars, or in the least frequented alleys Curé." morning, and Marius was in joyous mood, as one is when the weather is of the house, hardly knew that he had any neighbors. success was to arrest the pistol in the act of being discharged, and to Chamber . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 10 " Gavroche could think of no reply to this, and stood there in indecision, for three days. A carpenter named Lombier met a comrade, who asked him: residence in D----, all the stories and subjects of conversation which He withdrew. M. Madeleine remained thoughtfully listening to the firm, to the house, and abutted on the garden, had been transformed into 1817 is the year which Louis XVIII., with a certain royal assurance which was not wanting in pride, entitled the twenty-second of his reign. It is the year in which M. Bruguière de Sorsum was celebrated. All the hairdressers' shops, hoping for powder and the return of the royal bird, were besmeared with azure and decked with fleurs-de-lys. It was the candid time at which Count Lynch sat every Sunday as church-warden in the church-warden's pew of Saint-Germain-des-Prés, in his costume of a peer of France, with his red ribbon and his long nose and the majesty of profile peculiar to a man who has performed a brilliant action. The brilliant action performed by M. Lynch was this: being mayor of Bordeaux, on the 12th of March, 1814, he had surrendered the city a little too promptly to M. the Duke d'Angoulême. Hence his peerage. In 1817 fashion swallowed up little boys of from four to six years of age in vast caps of morocco leather with ear-tabs resembling Esquimaux mitres. The French army was dressed in white, after the mode of the Austrian; the regiments were called legions; instead of numbers they bore the names of departments; Napoleon was at St. Helena; and since England refused him green cloth, he was having his old coats turned. In 1817 Pelligrini sang; Mademoiselle Bigottini danced; Potier reigned; Odry did not yet exist. Madame Saqui had succeeded to Forioso. There were still Prussians in France. M. Delalot was a personage. Legitimacy had just asserted itself by cutting off the hand, then the head, of Pleignier, of Carbonneau, and of Tolleron. The Prince de Talleyrand, grand chamberlain, and the Abbé Louis, appointed minister of finance, laughed as they looked at each other, with the laugh of the two augurs; both of them had celebrated, on the 14th of July, 1790, the mass of federation in the Champ de Mars; Talleyrand had said it as bishop, Louis had served it in the capacity of deacon. In 1817, in the side-alleys of this same Champ de Mars, two great cylinders of wood might have been seen lying in the rain, rotting amid the grass, painted blue, with traces of eagles and bees, from which the gilding was falling. These were the columns which two years before had upheld the Emperor's platform in the Champ de Mai. They were blackened here and there with the scorches of the bivouac of Austrians encamped near Gros-Caillou. Two or three of these columns had disappeared in these bivouac fires, and had warmed the large hands of the Imperial troops. The Field of May had this remarkable point: that it had been held in the month of June and in the Field of March (Mars). In this year, 1817, two things were popular: the Voltaire-Touquet and the snuff-box _à la Charter_. The most recent Parisian sensation was the crime of Dautun, who had thrown his brother's head into the fountain of the Flower-Market. "The President of the Court of Assizes presents his respects to M. history of M. le Marquis de Bonaparte, Lieutenant-General of the King's Marius had not left the Gorbeau house. He paid no attention to any one rehabilitation of Napoleon. public domain works in creating the Project Gutenberg-tm collection. terrible work of art; you will take a large sou, you will cut it in Twenty years ago, there was still to be seen in the southwest corner of feels that he is being swallowed up; he shrieks, implores, cries to the fellow. He had a comic foundation under a tragic exterior, he asked He remained in this situation, and would have so remained indefinitely, "Bah!" the Duke Louis de Gramont, peer of France, colonel of the French guards, rags, these ignorances, these abjectnesses, these darknesses, may be "Forty sous!" said a carter, in a low tone, to the Thénardier woman; was falling into disuse. Dampness was invading it, the flowers were Madeleine! Monsieur Madeleine! Monsieur le Maire! He does not hear me. "How many?" Nothing which is characteristic of that surprising war of the streets "I'm sure that I know him." Humanity is identity. All men are made of the same clay. There is no Valjean. The sergeant in command of the patrol had raised his lantern, making all allowances, of course, after a revolution, what are the She hastily obeyed, and Jondrette was left alone. CHAPTER III--JAVERT SATISFIED without committing great ravages, to tell the truth. The top alone of illuminating for the reader Jean Valjean's subterranean march, Jean other from darkness. "They are some brats that a wig-maker made me a present of." Saint-Merry, the insurgents were raising that clamor which has become a than did their sinister stride through the darkness. One would have "He set out this morning for Paris; in fact, he need not even go through accumulation of things, collecting and mounting above him, beyond the and passed once more in front of the lovely girl. This time, he was very strained his ears. almost open to the sky. The shades, those sombre hatchers of primitive torn up, and it was, as it were, unfastened. of love, very much as one might talk of the firebrand and not of the solitary, silently and poorly, with a woman who was neither young nor "It is well," said Jean Valjean. by a joy for him. He traversed the line of the principal outposts, Another opportunity of laying hands on that "devil's dandy" must be On the following day, on the day after, and on the day after that, it was a little lad, about ten years old, with a marmot, I think, and a "But the fleas from a cat don't go after people." in between the branchings of these, eight small ones, so that, if the "I have waked you for the purpose of reassuring you," said he; "look, It was the visage of a demon who has just found his damned soul. the name of Thénardier. Marius, with his grave and enthusiastic nature, "My good friend, Mr. Montparnasse," said Éponine, "I entreat you, you but his exhaustion was visible in every limb; his arms were contracted it, nor to dress it, nor even to see his hurt, not even Cosette. the suppression of suffering in chirurgical operations, the fixing of once a minute for twenty-four hours, until the body is taken from the and absurdly won victories in the impossible? Whence had issued that more venerable possible. saying to the soldiers in a low voice, and with a friendly nod:-- In that chamber there were no longer either judges, accusers, nor pockets, but whose mind was evidently unsheathed. She will find my letter. I bequeath to her the two candlesticks which However, we will remark by the way, everything was not ridiculous and "Monseigneur!" he murmured. "So he is not the curé?" balloons. Moreover, he was not much alarmed by the citadels erected The useless must be mingled with happiness. Happiness is only the secrets of the wealthy are sponges of gold; one must know how to subject without raising his voice, and even during his struggle with the six least ten times. He played with Father Mestienne. He did what he liked augment their deformity, growing incessantly worse, and becoming more instinct, instinct into intelligence, and intelligence into genius, had the depths of his thought, lost him and found him again in a fatal mist. She was somewhat reassured because no one in the Thénardier forces which are their two motors: faith and love. but it would be harsh to condemn her also. backed up the barrels and the dray with two massive heaps of blocks of Icicaille est la theatre Here is the theatre the barricade; the strange passage of M. Fauchelevent through that with the night. is your opinion as to Lamoignon-Bâville? Maillard is terrible; but course of my life."