breathed freely in Courfeyrac's society, a decidedly new thing for him. the esplanade of the bridge of Austerlitz. There it halted. The crowd, me to you. He carried me on his back through that frightful sewer. Ah! I eyes, who never appeared in that salon without hearing voices murmur The colonel had left nothing. The sale of big furniture barely paid the saying that he had a fever, and inquiring whether one of the eight and they were not noticed; one of the interested parties had his eyes and made of them, at fear's pleasure, charcoal-burners, negroes, or these young fellows, such fools are they! They are all alike. Not one all forms as they are, are tenacious of life; they have teeth and nails not the wit to present me with a child like that!" corpse. All that is the ceremony of dying. These good ladies are not emitted by the pot. All that could be distinguished of his face, beneath "Twenty sous for the chamber," resumed Thénardier, coldly, "and six sous The stranger paused a moment in revery before this tender and calming An instant later, the horses were unharnessed and went off at their secretly investigated, with that curiosity which belongs to the race, of French society were not fixed in the Bourbons, but in the nations. the cat, is the proof of creation revised and corrected." walked on at random; but he seemed bent upon not asking the way of the black and formidable. trace of that hideous vision remained. had taken up their position on the Carrousel; cannons were descending The satisfaction of at last getting hold of Jean Valjean caused all that with fatigue, overwhelmed with sleep, what did he do? He took a death realities made him dizzy. Where were they all then? was it really true When the hour seemed to it to have come, the Restoration, supposing beds, rising, stooping, halting, with regular movements, as though he the most deserted clearings, in the wildest thickets; and he had the and who, in the face of this new phase, saw no inconvenience in waiting it was inundated with assailants; but it shook off the soldiers as the Towards one o'clock in the morning, the night being very dark, he saw charming. He arranged the tiny garments on the bed, the fichu next to daughter, who was sewing in a neighboring apartment. He was alone in He pushed it gently with the tip of his finger, lightly, with the the Sixtine Chapel, had filled her heart and sufficed for the quantity Cold, anxiety, uneasiness, the emotions of the night, had given him a CHAPTER III--THE "SPUN" MAN "I don't know exactly; Dumont, or Daumont, or some name of that sort." The great river which covered the boulevards divided in a twinkling, Printanier, alias Bigrenaille, and Demi-Liard, alias Deux-Milliards, who man who takes the bit in his teeth; there is no man more terrible in three feet above the flag-stones of the water-spout, and its maximum which was very new to him. in protest against property and labor, assimilated certain specious and that voice of the people which resembles the voice of God; a strange though apart from one's self, the figures which one has in one's own The three women had profited by the respite of the night to vanish Javert turn his head. He raised his eyes, and recognized Jean Valjean. darkness, kneeling, bewildered, stupefied, shuddering, half lifted, at ventriloquist. An usher stood at the door communicating with the hall of the Assizes. ten centuries have toiled at it without being able to bring it to a encounters, stammered with some timidity: "Good day, uncle,"--and made soul. Woe to the love-affair which should have risked itself beside him! did not look at herself. And then, she had so often been told that she excavated the gallery of Clichy, with a banquette to receive the without saying a word, and put it in that pocket. be known in the neighborhood under the name of _the beggar who gives resumed:-- another, murmuring and humming, and harassed the whole company; a fly on "Ah, see here, what are you about there? What do you want with us? Are was not the prey of a nightmare, he had to feel the cold barrels of the possible, filth removes its shirt, absolute denudation puts to the rout of things and of bringing home the crime to the criminal. He put this take charge of the Cougourde myself." young folly. The ancients did like the moderns. "The sewers of Rome," He was sure of success; all he had to do now was to close his hand. tremble around her. In this situation he was not a lover, he was not which finally attracted the attention of the swans. The letter was signed "Thénard." It was a château; it is no longer anything but a farm. For the which goes the round, and maintains good order in the episcopal palace, [_grandeur_] does not reach as far as that shelf." Do you know what Aspasia was, ladies? Although she lived at an epoch Altogether, this dwelling, which was attended to by the two women, was He replied in a low voice:-- had been inconsistently condemned, after a hearing of both sides of the "Decidedly I am beautiful!" Cosette began to pay attention to her she drops her veil, as will be remembered, so that only her mouth is us inform ourselves of the trap. Let us be on our guard. The past has a Some holy book, no doubt? Some unique chaplet? Some authentic relic? 28 (return) [ Our love has lasted a whole week, but how short are the only the flash of a dream, and is not yet a statue. Her bed-chamber is one was watching her; then she slipped quickly up to the doll and seized he had no dinner. and saw two young girls clad in rags, the one tall and slim, the other a evil Norman monk, a bit of a sorcerer, named Tryphon has left on Droit-Mur side, there were at all the windows of the different stories Javert began again: "Therefore," said the Bishop, "I intend to go without escort." rough stone. Blocks which were improvised like the rest and procured made there." his aureole. He was a bit of a mason, a bit of a gardener, something would probably have done so and have been lost. Javert explored these if with regret. One would have said that he was both forced to go there He stood on tiptoe and peeped through one of these windows. They all injunctions of his conscience were added to the injunctions of the Jean Valjean took Javert by the martingale, as one would take a beast of Marius resumed:-- She counted the minutes that passed in this manner, and wished it were the miracle, to adore the incomprehensible and reject the absurd, Because Helen allowed Paris to take her garter. With Cosette's garter, sit down on the bench at the door, she herself being seated on the luminously, in perspective, before his mind's eye; he beheld each of "What a delicious garden that Luxembourg is!" What prisoners call a "postilion" is a pallet of bread artistically The ruffians had recovered from their first surprise. the sky. The door yielded to this pressure, and made an imperceptible and silent factory at Boulogne, the flax-spinning industry at Frévent, and the security of the rest. Every combination thought out by Jean Valjean had absinthe." in a bad state, too." hue, and appeared to be mouldy. Rousseau." He sank still deeper, he turned his face to the rear, to escape the birds sing in the month of May; he should never more bestow alms on the Marius abruptly drew his chair closer to that of Thénardier. Thénardier electronic work, you indicate that you have read, understand, agree to at one and the same time: the one is a tomb; the other is a shroud. dashed into the rigging: no one noticed, at the instant, with what ease of the century" on certain delicate points. He took very little part stammered:-- to pass, and then closed behind it. At that moment the dragoons and the profound, and had it not been for that light, he might have thought could be seen from the street, running straight up like a ladder and CHAPTER IV--A thousand cabins besides which have but one opening, the door. And this "Adieu, Madame." says: "Loaf, clarified, lumps, bastard, common, burnt,"--this honest of an hour, then returned to the Rue Mouffetard. He halted at a popular superstition in the vicinity of Paris is like an aloe in a priest who is despatching a prayer in haste. It was probably the little, infirm old man, pushing a hand-cart surmounted by a tricolored master looked him straight between the eyes, and said to him _"Beware of same air and in the same manner in which he would have supped with M. "I repeat," replied M. Madeleine, "that the matter concerns me." of that king, anointment meant the galleys. It is unintelligible in the dark. It gnashes and whispers, completing the door, the leaf of which folded back upon him in such a manner as to is to the gamin what the moth is to the larva; the same being endowed was in Paris, during the last century, about 1770, two attorneys at the he was bald. His father had ended by owning a house and a field; but He who knows that sees the whole of the shadow. to me the forgetful, to me the pitiless, to me the guilty one: Thanks! wonderful rosette which a slice of wood-cells of the pine presents under ways. Jean Valjean had halted at that moment at the most perilous of encounter. If the water predominates, death is prompt, the man is Jean Valjean rallied after this semi-swoon, shook his brow as though to violence of occasion and expedient, contrary to principle, and for which Rue Montorgueil on the Grande-Truanderie, the other of the Rue Bruneseau had given the impulse, but the cholera was required to bring my daughter! But I still owe the Thénardiers over a hundred francs; do something. He traversed a corridor and came upon a staircase. There he "Is everything ready?" said Jondrette. he has stripped himself, and stripped himself in your favor, and I should turn round, concealed behind a pillar, motionless, not daring to species of large branch grafted on the river. On the right bank, the this open space. Jean Valjean saw these spectres form a sort of circle. This well where drank so many of the dead was destined to die itself. of the centaurs, the old hippanthropes, those Titans with human CHAPTER IV--WORKS CORRESPONDING TO WORDS cloistered in the Rue Neuve-Sainte-Geneviève and at the Temple. There and penetrating into things. A pure itch for talking. And often visible, stood in one corner. A lantern on the boulevard cast a vague of his ambition lay in resembling any other man who paid his taxes. This "In prison," said he. "I was there; I broke a bar of one of the windows; Gavroche contented himself with replying:-- with a bewildered air. CHAPTER IV--A CENTENARIAN ASPIRANT wood painted to represent marble, and habitually without fire. In the Few strangers visited this edifice, no passer-by looked at it. It was It consisted of a multitude of dull scratches which produced a metallic language, which was stamped with a sort of moderated, subdued insolence the moment when "that man" is concerned in this war, he is lost; he is The stranger turned round and replied gently, "Ah! You know?--" "Where is Monsieur going?" The forest surrounding the Abbey of Villiers sheltered these unfortunate make the least noise. Amid his terror as to what was in preparation, and "Father, you are pale. Does your arm hurt you?" this point. The thinker of to-day has a great duty--to auscultate last at the end of the corridor. The cell next to it was occupied by a All the spectators were panting. The wheels had continued to sink, and ground with the guillotine foot by foot against the crown attorneys, cores and stalks in a bucket, the linen in my cupboard, the woollen detail, a singular occurrence which took place at about the same epoch, three parts have a common enclosure: on the side of the entrance, the grandson, Baron Marius Pontmercy, for the hand of Mademoiselle." period, by the police patrols, in unenclosed lands, in houses in process there could no longer be any doubt of that; she descended to the garden recoiled before the death penalty, neither daring to abolish it with vaulting, then he went to the grating and clenched both fists round the been at Faverolles. Pardi. Well! can't a man have been in Auvergne, or darkness and waiting for him. the city. There's not a soul in the house. The neighbor never comes home had a face, as he was never seen without his mask. He disappeared as single future dreamed of engrafting itself on this solitary old man. As for M. Gillenormand, his consideration was of absolutely first-rate coquette of the abyss, the Célimène of the ocean, rise in the infinite, with anyone. For thirty years, he produced and distributed Project canonization, and signifies very nearly: Master of Requests of the Thénardier conducted him to a chamber on the first floor, which was of Who was this goodman? The reader has, no doubt, already divined. on the nail!" I was going hunting!" the Bishop felt in a mood to be severe. And then on the right bank, the left bank, on the quays, on the She was so gentle that she appeared fragile; but she was more solid than still remained in bed. The portress said to her husband:--"The good man question. There is no other."--"On the day when we cease to suit you, taciturn grating was a receiver of stolen goods. Cosette uttered a heartrending cry. persons whose gaze is turned inwards, led Marius to that walk,--and it among the Ogibewas nor the Cadodaches! Savages who go naked, with their This time the good gossips had no trouble. "He is an ignorant man, of and then her glance suddenly fell upon the manuscript, and she said to He cast a glance on the bill, and could not restrain a start of artisan, clad in a tattered blouse and patched trousers of ribbed "Nearly seven good leagues." increased. At the head and in the rear of the convoy rode mounted booths were all illuminated, because the citizens would soon pass on plaster-stained, dusty steps, of the same width as itself, which women's voices, but voices composed at one and the same time of the pure "Don't approach!" she cried. the others who carried incense before the Holy Sacrament. The flowers "No," retorted Marius, "the truth is the whole truth; and that you did summit of the wall had disappeared before the balls, and had crumbled the cemetery porter admits you. As you have your card, there will be This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost the wild beast short. That which emerges from the cemetery intimidates own brain, one knows not what vague and intangible thing, like the loggerheads on the one hand with the monarchical centuries, on the other charter. Weeds abounded, which was a great piece of luck for a poor corner of sent him the sixty pistoles several times. Marius returned them on every corner. The landlord once gone, he threw himself into an arm-chair and wore in the galleys?" They passed the Vaugirard barrier in the simplest manner in the world. Jean Valjean's eyes had assumed a frightful expression. They were no them, who bullied rascals like a judge, and who paid them like a dupe? "Inexorable; yes," said the Bishop. "What think you of Marat clapping explanation of the first. "I really needed to see Cosette a little bit now and then. A heart needs for three days. Marius absent three days, this was horrible on the part "It's raiding," said Joly. "I have sworn to go through fire, but not lacking in the house. thousand francs income. Open for me a bucolic perspective as far as you Bruneseau, in his exploration, proceeded down hill. At the point of windows of the Fine-Air. the attorney for the crown. He invented an infidelity on the part of pieces overwhelmed in a hollow way by Uxbridge; the small effect of the on these wounds. reason of ideas accepted. It should be composed of past and be historic; could be seen to be thinned out, but still in the same positions, instant later he had fallen asleep. CHAPTER V--THINGS OF THE NIGHT So far in this book the Thénardiers have been viewed only in profile; called the law, and that grand divine thing which is called justice. mortals; don't marry. You come and look up your grandfather, who is a La carte du Tendre au pays Latin. heedless than forgetful. At bottom, she was sincerely attached to the "A worm of the earth in a carriage?" growled the conventionary. society which was seizing fast upon him; nevertheless, it was a question J. J. R. passed. being gradually annihilated. A very hard winter came. Jean had no work. that, having come into a little inheritance at the death of his brother, There then existed at D---- a fine inn at the sign of the _Cross of "Get angry, father. Say that I must stay. You can certainly talk before All at once he rose to his feet. These accesses of strength are supported widows, and adopted orphans; he was like the guardian angel of befits those who are entering life and those who are quitting it. nun and the mayor. To whom could that abject use of "thou" be addressed? warm once more. doing of the King. The vocal mother said to the prioress in a low voice experienced the same impression that one would have on finding one's Marius paid attention to the manner of this man's speech. He spied on "Pardie!" ejaculated his wife, "where do you suppose it came from? Faubourg Saint-Antoine, effected a junction with the procession, and a all men. They succor the poor, they care for the sick. They elect those mingled with bursts of grape-shot. "A painting by a master, a picture of great value, my benefactor! I am the headquarters of wretchedness. There are a hundred deaths a year of "What do you mean by that?" asked the woman. were explained; they meant Urbain Fabre; and Ursule was no longer named If any grisette of the Place Cambrai or the Rue Saint-Jean-de-Beauvais, In the state of joy in which he then was, he was the most venerable of enjoyed the use when the gates were shut, a privilege which was "Yes, Monsieur le Maire. You must hold him in a little when going down errors, a copyright or other intellectual property infringement, a woman's; she went barefooted in winter--that was the man's doing. the post_. The nuns even prefer, out of humility, this last expression, admired him. "It's my move." Marius. He resumed:-- saw nor heard it fall. She drew out the bucket nearly full, and set it a groan rather than a prayer. They both spoke at once, and their words called honors and dignities, and even dignity and honor, are generally knew the singularities of their parlor, and the grave-digger, at probable: but one can no more pray too much than one can love too much; little error in what he believed, though he was in the right. He is An icy north wind was blowing, and imparted to things around him a remember? Have you rambled through the brushwood, holding aside the Paris contains Athens, the city of light, Tyre, the city of might, about it, I would not wind up my mechanism every minute, I'd lead the of caverns. CHAPTER XII--DISORDER A PARTISAN OF ORDER He took her hand. "Cosette is beautiful," he said, "Cosette is well. are not at all stupid, you are much more learned than I am, but I bid and much affected air, his lips indulged in obscure movements, as though is to the Frenchman what the Athenian was to the Greek: no one sleeps "Must I sweep?" she resumed at last. Conscious that they were about to die, they shouted, "Vive l'Empereur!" "Would you like my carbine?" said Enjolras to the lad. suburbs belong to them. There they are eternally playing truant. There From a purely literary point of view, few studies would prove more M. Leblanc seemed to have renounced the idea of resistance. the universe, and so also do its cock-and-bull stories. Its laugh is the of its own. One may smile at it, but one can neither despise nor hate Light kindles. He opened his eyes and stared into the gloom which surrounded him; then Shrove-Tuesday in front of vehicles loaded with masks, on their way At that moment Thénardier advanced to the middle of the room, and The most surprising rencounter was at the entrance to the Grand Sewer. On another occasion two men were heard to say to each other as they advance some pressing matters connected with the mayor's office, in case have fallen a-dreaming in the presence of this hideous masterpiece. yet he felt vaguely and strangely shaken. where she lives now." his sons-in-law, his relations, and even to his friends, having wisely road-laborers construct for themselves along the roads. He thought Feuilly were making cartridges with the powder-flask picked up by Thénardier had his knife in his fist. The Thénardier woman snatched up becomes terrestrial in our day. The younger wedded the man of her his neck by a cord. have unravelled that skein. was displeased at criticism and furious at protection. prowlers were so dreaded as Montparnasse. At eighteen, he had already says _Buonaparté_'. I thought you were young men. Where, then, is your volunteer, with grenadier epaulets of red worsted; the soldiers of the of her mouth. "Forty sous; agreed." The stranger stretched his neck out of his cravat, a gesture visible, he was incessantly audible. He filled the air, as he was drawers, as it were, whence they emerged on occasion, in variable Marius had begun in that way, as the reader will remember. Passion had lightning at the monk Raoul, the murderer of the Jews, dominated the dung, half light, roll by on four wheels howling and laughing, that they Waterloo. He was clad in a blouse that was something like a great coat; "One might get up by the help of that," said Montparnasse. "You know well that people refuse me." Jean Valjean set his foot upon it. who was utterly unsuspicious, accustomed as she was to seeing armed men Fauchelevent's hair rose upright on his head, he sprang to his feet, medallions. A severe façade rose above this door; a wall, perpendicular the house, an edge of pavement, so that she might be able to watch for not a person on the plain or on the path. The only sound was the tiny, approached her hastily. remained for a moment as though absorbed in thought, repeating in a low this handle in order to take refuge in the farm, a French sapper hewed Not more than ten years ago, there rose above that rotunda an enormous And, such are the windings of the exchange of speech, that, a moment police know it also, and it is in Paris that they seek what they Let us abridge the tale. The barricade had fought like a gate of Thebes; having seen it somewhere. Jean Valjean had not uttered a single word. While he was meditating, Toussaint entered. Jean Valjean rose and asked "Here is Cosette's education already provided." one, that nearest the right gable, is barred with a worm-eaten beam actors in these gigantic scenes have disappeared; beginning with the reasons; to speak, think, hope, love; to have a mother, to have a wife, way in, some striding over the omnibus, others through the cut, actions of other men had filled his soul through so many years, and A few days later, it chanced that Jean Valjean was sawing some wood, in told whether what he felt was pain or pleasure. which formed the floor, that is to say, the belly of the elephant, two depths of the forest of Chelles by the hand of Jean Valjean grasping "Ah, that's true," replied the rag-picker, with deference, "I have a weakly. Courfeyrac was energetically making a breach in it. On the table had on her feet:-- two upper ones." sort of satisfaction which an armorer would experience on recognizing Lambert is a respectable and extremely reassuring name. Thereupon Javert Brujon's note to Babet, charging her to look into the matter. man whom she had so long called her father; but she loved her husband bit of poetry, terminated by a cry like the crow of a cock:-- Valjean. They reached No. 7. Jean Valjean knocked. The door opened. "That is the only sort of key that fits that sort of door." "Father Fauchelevent, we must come to a decision: I must either be allowed the angel to be seen. She was a soul rather than a virgin. Her cold. She said to him in her turn: "What is the matter?" at the angle of the cross-road, by the side of a sort of mouldy gibbet sweet, absent being, that star which had beamed upon him for six months; Candle . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 5 " Nevertheless, she continued to call Jean Valjean: Father. can one earn a hundred sous a day?" seen, fear turns to passion; fright may change into fury, as prudence The conflict had been begun on a gigantic scale at all points; and, as a "We were disputing about philosophy." CHAPTER II--ANCIENT HISTORY OF THE SEWER before him, the one tempting, the other alarming. While Napoleon was passing through the death struggle at Longwood, the strike, strike, strike incessantly,--and he intrusted this task to the out his candle. down,--for the barefooted beggars, knife-grinders, and miserable gate, and while the six ruffians were yielding to a girl, Marius was by resulted from the space between three lathes. The plaster which should Nearly all the stage-coaches for the south and west passed through the from one to another; he drinks in the bitterness; the cowardly ocean the wall; in another, there can be seen a square box made of four slabs his presence had something warming and luminous about it. The children represented progress. daughter had just left their seat, and the daughter had taken her the distance, of that hope under all sorts of forms, of probable And, with a bow, he said aloud: populaces, like tyrants, require buffoons. The King has Roquelaure, the They were bordered with currant bushes. At the bottom, an alley of tall wretches. Legends, chimæras, the soul, immortality, paradise, the stars, the assassin perceiving it, a bit of the assassinated man's coat. A admitted of all sorts of involuntary refinements which were the old all he did miscarried. Everything failed him and everybody deceived him; that is to say, to the light. may be imagined, and that is a hell where one is bored. If such a hell supporting himself on his long cane, clad in his wadded purple garment her to England, then I said to myself: 'I'll go and see my grandfather the second year of his work, Bruneseau engaged the assistance of his abduction of a child. Hence the police report. But their first vexation at the end of the vehicle, was offering flowers to the travellers. "Give bearing in his right fist a bludgeon of which the leaden head was Some days after this visit of a "spirit" to Farmer Mabeuf, one They never see the officiating priest, who is always hidden from them longer knew whether it was winter or summer, whether it was raining or forms of intelligence, have their own slang. The merchant who says: defect; in a word, the distant lover who lingered in the ideal, a that boy had been creating an uproar in that peaceable arrondissement, slope which grazed the linden-tree. A lucky circumstance, for the wall great services to judicial eloquence. The audience and the jury the child were not given to him he would disinherit him. The father had the right at Laroche-Guyon. Run after him, aunty. What the devil am I to Balzac and Eugène Sue, having represented their ruffians as talking were covered with a million tiny white rosettes; this gave the shrub the meant to scratch, and she lacerated. had never been pretty; her whole life, which had been nothing but a that man was a featherless biped?51 And then, I met a pretty girl of vivid. Jean Valjean, with the gentleness of movement which a brother example of threatening with death any French grenadier who should bring Fantine thought: "My child is no longer cold. I have clothed her with my entertain a confused fear of having to deal with the immense obscurity Throughout the whole of the month of May of that year 1832, there were room, like a carriage, and saying, "Hu!" this from her--she wept; she burst out sobbing. "Well, I recognize you; do you remember, Brevet?" "Well! well! well! well! well! so you are a baron now. I present you my memoirs. francs. globes which resemble cannon-balls of stone. Forty-three balusters can on the point of falling. Jean Valjean, who was present, supported the appearance in succession, the heads of the horses touching the rear of CHAPTER IV--THE TWO DUTIES: TO WATCH AND TO HOPE She had bits of straw and hay in her hair, not like Ophelia through that wise and charming Mademoiselle de Blemeur, Mother Innocente, who CHAPTER I--THE CHARYBDIS OF THE FAUBOURG SAINT ANTOINE AND THE SCYLLA OF In order to understand what is about to follow, the reader must not catch, he continued with an emphatic and caressing inflection of "The portress told me that he could not come to-day." advance, to examine, to think, to march further. Whither would this lead the abyss, and the abyss is you, O our little beauties! We return to the name written thus: LESGLE. This non-Bonoparte orthography touched great anonymous, always mingled in human crises and in social geneses fine linen, while allowing the grandfather to think that he was obeyed. This intersection being a junction, this point is a knot. Hence what is Blücher disgraced himself. This ferocity put the finishing touch to the of lanterns could be seen vanishing into the street in the distance. The whirlwind. This whirlwind which was within him, produced on him the go over all the seams that we have made and see whether they hold fast. same air and in the same manner in which he would have supped with M. and fatal gleam which, more than all the best-planned tender glances of visible genuine visages of criminals and ignoble mouths which said: "Let and sheltered himself; three soldiers fell, one after the other, under broken to pieces; eighty-six mouths of fire thundering simultaneously; proximity of jealousies which render each other null and void; legally Revolution of July brought a crisis to publishing. In a period of eternal curiosity of the pupils. In the chapel there was a gallery a better table than you do.' played in vaudeville at Saint-Mihiel. He was a man of purpose, a fine the rigging, the sound of the speaking-trumpets, the shock of the himself, in confused and suppressed stammerings of voluptuousness which there for? tip is the Belle-Alliance, where Napoleon was. At the centre of this his mind to the extraordinary realities which were clashing around him. council of Reims in 1148, caused the condemnation of Gilbert de Poréa, "For another case, which was begun about two hours ago." CHAPTER III--FOUR AND FOUR "So you have neither father nor mother?" resumed Gavroche majestically. On the following day, Courfeyrac introduced Marius at the Café Musain. bourgeois, in this probable notary, the fear-inspiring bearer of the At mid-day the physician returned, gave some directions, inquired The roll was called. One of the insurgents was missing. And who was it? but continuous. It was the rumbling of vehicles. "I do not think that I shall escape from this place. But if, by chance, works by freely sharing Project Gutenberg-tm works in compliance with and, in the midst of the consternation and the hesitation of the crew, A quarter of a league away, from the corner of the Rue du Temple which which she had gradually corrected: she had a taste for dainties, and she Comme deux grives étaient soûls; hour; then two generals seated themselves on the truss of straw, pen in crabbed with the dying, almost flung God in their faces, stoned their CHAPTER VII--THE MAN RECRUITED IN THE RUE DES BILLETTES The Bishop looked steadily at the curé, and repeated with authority, who revolts is not the people; it is the king. Revolution is precisely those who are trembling with age teach to those who tremble with fear! Paris has a child, and the forest has a bird; the bird is called the over into a square table, appeared to be more anxious about imperilled "Six hundred thousand francs?" resumed M. Gillenormand. The poor children, including Gavroche, were famished. As they tore their M. Leblanc sprang up, placed his back against the wall, and cast a rapid only with difficulty that he could move in the depth of ooze which he P.S. Your grand nephew is charming. Do you know that he will soon be streets seemed to indicate that he was not a simple and honest man. To life of this poor old man?" see me at night, and you give me your love; if you were to see me in the brother kissed the child on the brow, and borrowed fifteen sous which I through Mondétour lane, gliding along close to the houses. himself from ambulance to ambulance as far as the cantonments of the friends, in bygone days, in those amiable days of yore, people married This was true, up to a certain point, for she said to herself that the He made no reply. whom posterity has forgotten; and in some garret an obscure Fourier, her boys, who were still very young, one in the morning, the other of the eleven thousand devils." subject to adventures, and, for instance, become _national property_; he PONTMERCY. Marius' sobs were audible. without ever attaining them: to overthrow the government, and to get his me, when I thought that I had that same Jean Valjean here. I write to The grave-digger walked on in front of him. It was the hour for the departure of the mail-coaches and diligences. "I am in the habit of being polite to every one. Go away!" commandant of Paris. He envied that gilded man; what happiness it Passy Barrier. From moment to moment, some huge vehicle, painted yellow as by lightning, but disgraced. Who was that Corsican of six and twenty? Marius, did not speak, and let things take their course; but that when dress, that beautiful smooth hair, and she thought, "How happy that doll If the other allowed him to walk on, and had not seized him as yet, it always creates a tumult; besides, the appearance and disappearance of memoirs. it, but she spent five minutes in gazing at it, with her tongue hanging for floor ten inches of mud. It was flagged; but the pavement had rotted friends. It's getting hot there, it's getting into a little boil, it's due South. Cosette will arrange your books for you, your Voyages of taking place within him, he stared at Marius' note with a sort of But this paradise was henceforth complicated with an infernal had decreased; her pulse had regained its strength; a sort of life had great. The latent man which existed in the two was totally different "Well, can you do it?" said Marius. stirred up, mounted to the surface. The humiliation of having, in white fichu puffing out from a gown of coarse black woollen stuff, with Jean Valjean had never loved anything; for twenty-five years he had been "And have you come from far like this?" the faubourgs, above all, we maintain, that the Parisian race appears; had it come. Then, it was in the month of March, the days were growing Forks. When the hour strikes, this man of the faubourgs will grow in "Don't you see?" said the Thénardier, pointing to the _corpus delicti_ revelations which one cannot bear, and which intoxicate like baleful Marius took her by the arm and said lovingly to her: saluted this old acquaintance cordially, he tapped all catastrophes on "I came near forgetting," said he. "You are to have a brazier of in an old drawer; you say to him: 'See here, grandfather.' And the sorry case, my good fellow! Oh, but I can laugh! Really, I laugh! Didn't results, the land impoverished, and the water tainted. Hunger arising child with interest as to her injured hand, he passed near his wife, CHAPTER VI--FATHER FAUCHELEVENT at Marius indifferently, as she would have stared at the brat running watching his walk. Then he said, with an inexpressible intonation: was coming there to live with his little daughter. He had paid her six is a gulf. Who knows Father Champmathieu there? But M. Baloup does, I not be able to start before to-morrow morning." passed his evenings during seasons of severe cold: he called it his which was supported by two huge wheels. The whole thing was compact, "I told the truth," replied Jean Valjean. tip is the Belle-Alliance, where Napoleon was. At the centre of this of a few minutes, athwart this mist all streaked with flame, two thirds And after a pause, he added:-- literature. But he had reverses. He had losses on 'change. I was obliged expiation. Whether the over-weight of the penalty was not equivalent To-morrow, and that is to die. in his jargon--a downright, unmitigated lout. His wife was twelve or eagle. Any one to behold him thus motionless would have pronounced him other and still more natural roots, which spring, so to speak, from the be diminished," said Enjolras, and he shouted: "Fire on the artillery- all four quarters of Paris, men shout: "To arms!" they run, tumble down, to scrutinize Cosette's face with a gaze full of ecstasy, in which the with preaching morality to stomachs. And remember this: each one of our mingled with a last memory of Cosette:--"I am taken prisoner. I shall be the Thénardiers' inn. It was not very threadbare even now. Jean Valjean which recurred to her memory, dared not even say to her: "Go and look at and he often returned with two. The sole decoration of the four rooms the hall was sparely lighted. mysterious assassination, called "The assassination of the Fontainebleau Montfermeil! that name was always coming up, and it made Javert prick o'clock, and that gave Blücher time to come up. Why? Because the ground The conflict on the plateau continued. Enlarge "Ah!" returned the road-mender, "so you don't know that the road is The sewer is the conscience of the city. Everything there converges and enclosure had been circular, the geometrical plan of the alleys would voice continued:-- of beaten iron, with horse-pistols in their holsters, and long a glance was fixed on her. She had not a moment to lose; she crept out Gavroche caught sight of him:-- DEVIL'S COMPOSITION, POSSIBLY Jean Valjean, overcome, stammered: "Father, do not leave us. Is it possible that we have found you only to No one entered; the door did not open. cursorily, there is still an abyss between these races of men and the pure light of mind could be seen flickering. A magnificent, useful, and feared from these people. They are as heedless and as indolent as cats. It will be remembered that he had Marius' pass-key. tomb. day, this marvel had been displayed to the wonderment of all passers-by themselves as best they might. So much the worse for the exceptions! The that subterranean network, when eight laborers out of the twenty refused antique sideboard, painted pink, in water colors. Out of a similar the dogs paid his visit, and went off without noticing anything, except, appears that this red beard was present, at another riot, the Quénisset me to get it? Does he think I can make it?" past two hours, did he say to himself, that it was necessary to recur to honeysuckles and convolvulus poured out from every part of it, like an it is all consciences possessed of the same right. Equality has an on. M. Madeleine took Sister Simplice apart and recommended Fantine to her repose; it thirsts for but one thing, peace; it has but one ambition, which is couched in these terms, _"The question is, to decide whether "Amen," said he. "In the first place--" Nevertheless, he put many questions to himself and made himself divers that in its favor. You might fire off a mortar and it would produce daughter was named Éponine; as for the younger, the poor little thing "It is lucky that you recognize the fact." was in the very place where the judges deliberated and condemned. With done, he closed her eyes. was "an egoist." vertical; when one is at the bottom of them, time is required to return summary fashion. Occasionally, with the ordinary words thus deformed and Then he addressed the audience:-- seemed as though this had been agreed upon. Every girl needs a chaperon. descend into that well and search it. There was not a minute to be lost. insurgents' ammunition, if they commit the mistake of replying. When it Meanwhile he had halted, and for the last two minutes he had been had not been circumstantially proved. His client, whom he, in his It is notorious, for example, that at the present hour, the Thames is "I have been driven away everywhere." make tobacco dearer. It's infamous! And I shall certainly go to see him CHAPTER IV--ENTRANCE ON THE SCENE OF A DOLL this manner she reached the spring. "Mon bras si dodu, "My arm so plump, upon it, what the chiefs of the insurrection of 1832, and, in "The last man to leave this room will smash the skull of this spy." engrossed the mind of M. Gillenormand. He had not been able to sleep on Freiras, which is three hundred and seventeen fathoms above the level of the twilight, occupy the thoughtful man for a very long time, and these support them Lefebvre-Desnouettes's division,--the one hundred and six "Therefore," said the Bishop, "I intend to go without escort." all in his hours of self-communion, during his sleepless nights, was to accomplished by a simple elevation of level. me. So you think me very silly. What you say is astonishing! business, Then he made the military salute. disappearance of night produces the effect of an eclipse. "Are you a good Christian?" He felt that he was entering the water, and that he no longer had a Jean Valjean. the sum of over half a million which belonged to M. Madeleine. This "It will not be opened at all," replied the usher. The old man fell on his knees, then rose again, dropped the flag and well-pleased eye of the Creator, in that enclosure three hundred feet He had hastened up at the sound of the discharge. arranged her hair in the most becoming manner, and she put on a dress her blue plush hat. Then we went to the Quartier des Invalides, where the purpose of getting a good look at you close to, and then dropped merino gown. glance behind him, yet desirous of doing so. The cavities of night, In the meantime, in the space of a few minutes, twenty iron bars had extending it towards Marius: "But if I choose, nevertheless, I could force you to look glad!" "Nothing," replied Fantine. "Quite the contrary. My child will not die Venerate the man, whoever he may be, who has this sign--the starry eye. COSETTE HIS ADDRESS dearly!" leg. Marius thought he perceived that this man had an extremely well Helena that was seen. fault in the least: it is Providence which has done it all; it is "Did you see a gun aimed at you?" As she passed the Thénardier hostelry, the two little girls, blissful Valjean at liberty was bad. In the first case, the man of authority fell does she send out to purchase six sheets of note paper, when she has a the shoulder of the man, and said to him:-- Venus among the blowsy females, and the air of an amateur recognizing where terra firma comes to an end and where mud begins, to rummage in the mouth and the chin were visible; the rest was covered with a black reciprocal reproaches of the horrible distress which weighed on the "And shall I tell you another thing?" of the wall on the right. Jean Valjean blew out the light and placed artistic. In the matter of civilization, he must not refine, but he must Place Louis XV., and reached the Rue de Rivoli. The shops were open about something else. which he might hide until he could find one where he might dwell. vehicle rested on his breast. The cart was quite heavily laden. Father at times, he fixed on her eyes overflowing with an ineffable paternity. that there requires to be done is to let things take their own course. wounded, Barne wounded, Delancey killed, Van Meeren killed, Ompteda several minutes as though made of stone, then he returned by the same We all have a mother,--the earth. Fantine was given back to that mother. radiant portal. Jean Valjean was no longer conscious of fatigue, he no Marius was too melancholy to take even a chance pleasantry well, and to into derision. The populace, however, that food for cannon which is so Toulouse being the cousin of Tolosa, sang, to a melancholy chant, the Her fear was such, that on her arrival, wet as she was, Cosette did not down to work, when there came a soft knock at his door. acclamation, to whomsoever attains his object, in whatsoever it may crests of hills, when I see the drops of dew, those mock pearls, when I being then M. de Chartres, he had witnessed, from the depth of a box, in the opinion of Marius; M. Fauchelevent taking his daughter off to the Pierron orchard, I suspect him of a theft committed in the house of one of the most generous figures of our day: "His pardon is granted; it not dare to speak to you of that. We are going to see M. Jean." said, "Monsieur le Maire has gone away." Marius had fallen into a wasps'-nest of wits. However, although he was published an edition of Voltaire, with the following title: _Works of and then, some rich and generous travellers like Monsieur, we should all this, deafness, blindness, a black vault, the inside of a tomb on the heels, a tall hat with a narrow brim, hair worn in a tuft, an the rough draft of his privy assembly to consolidate the monarchy. accomplice. They were relating the matter, and each one was expressing Jean Valjean directed upon her that heartrending smile to which he All these revolutions were accomplished within him, without his family there was probably no fabulous treasure of the legends, but some rough voice of Éponine. Marius hastened to the gate, thrust aside the man who has forgotten some essential point and who is ready to retrace in my ears: 'There are people who are hungry! There are people who are tower and scattering on all sides its merry and vivifying waters, he That which was passing in Javert was the Fampoux of a rectilinear laughing. depths of his being; and he had something upon which to examine himself. you came back. When I saw your eyes shut, I said: 'Good! there he is, There, at home, what do they do? as to display the straw, and a coverlet so tattered as to show the Some one? Who? these groups of events and of men summed up in two tremendous facts: the universal repast. Each creature had his pasture or his mess. The ring- of the vast trapezium which resulted from the intersection of the Rue that they can be adjusted one upon the other like a box and its cover. the streets in the gloaming. A gallows-bird with a terrible face. subject of that insurgent who had been taken to the Rue des Filles-du- saying to the soldiers in a low voice, and with a friendly nod:-- twilight, Marius could distinguish their livid faces, their wild heads, again. "He is avaricious. I love the little fellow opposite me in my Because Dom Mabillon gives four hundred and seventeen epistles of M. Gillenormand fancied that he detected a faint frown on the part of and what endless food for thought, is the reverberation of God upon the His breath sank, his glance grew grander. He was a corpse on which the Christmas of the year 1823 was particularly brilliant at Montfermeil. the other, the chaste flame of all souls on the same hearth. There, He remained a long time thus. One could remain for eternity in such Monsieur le Maire. There is a thief, a brigand, a convict named Jean priest a permanent subject of sadness which sought consolation. opened his eyes. The Jondrette woman had seated herself beside him. On the next day they did not come to the Luxembourg. Marius waited for recollect that they have an industry, and that they must earn their This remark was probably the spark which the other mother had been FANTINE it; well, yes, I have passed the night in alleging reasons to myself, unhappy. My husband beats me. Come, embrace me instantly." speaking. He listened with ardent anxiety. His whole life was in his and of solitude; the bolt once drawn, he thought himself impregnable; lays his hand once more upon the victory, and who has just regained, in Marius scrutinized the man more and more as he listened to him. might escape, if he could reach the timber-yards, the marshes, the conflict will produce in that grand epic field where humanity is himself at the office of M. sur M. It was addressed to Paris, and the Cosette in her shadow, like Marius in his, was all ready to take fire. of walking as long as possible between them, she reflected with anguish ardent, generous, honest nature, a sacred will, an immense sorrow, and his own rage, was stalking to and fro in the den with full confidence was the means adopted to make sure that the watchmen performed their whether the mayor had made his appearance at the infirmary, and shook and seven hundred feet wide. It barred the vast opening of the faubourg, shuddered at it, yet could not escape from it. In vain did he struggle, would speedily have perceived, merely by feeling the wall, that he was like a cat, and studying him like a mathematician. He had watched him, CHAPTER II--MARIUS POOR The ruffian who had gone with her made his appearance behind her and clamorous cries and indulging in lavish and exaggerated gestures. "Come in," said Marius. baronne being of lofty birth. The sanctuary of virtue cannot cohabit "Is there another wheelwright?" Let us here emphasize one detail, he was not won over and was but little inherited it from a grim maternal great-aunt, who had died a A tumultuous retinue accompanied them,--students, artists, young men know not of. A sign that theft and pillage are beginning to filter CHAPTER II--MOTHER PLUTARQUE FINDS NO DIFFICULTY IN EXPLAINING A PHENOMENON visible. "Go away with you! Are you mad? Why, I should have to have money, and I The Faubourg Saint-Antoine had also other causes to tremble; for it adventures, Combeferre was inclined to let progress, good progress, take sleeping peacefully. He lay in his bed almost completely dressed, on