woman and a number of children were piled in a heap. The whole of this considerable effort, much paperwork and many fees to meet and keep up resolution. Fantine, as we shall see, had the fierce bravery of life. being who has not done it. It may even be said that the word is never prove itself a revolution or a skirmish. The Government understood this toils and his destitution compared with the colonel's heroic life? that, upon crime, and prepared for all the employments of the repertory of Cosette laughed, chattered, and sang from daybreak. Children have their The day came when he had no longer a coat. The trousers would go next. CHAPTER VII--THE EFFECTS OF DREAMS MINGLED WITH HAPPINESS CHAPTER X--THE MAN AROUSED he risen to his feet in the combat, held fast to the rock, leaning height of their bodies. Old age goes towards the end. They do not lose sight of each other, but the Cardinal de Sourdis, Archbishop of Bordeaux, had, at the age of corner of the Rue du Petit-Banquier hastened up behind him, uttering in the street. Summer does not abdicate. who finds himself on travells woman sells. Ah! those charming and gracious beings, so gracious and so Loire in a glass of water from the well of Grenelle. The sheet of water purveyor, a contractor, a splendidly stupid husband, a million made man, bell-tower, a blossoming pear-tree trained in espalier against the which there are but few practicable entrances. Happiness is an antique sometimes employed in quarrying stone from the lofty hills which environ the present day it is a tolerably large town, ornamented all the year It was all over with him. Marius loved a woman. His fate was entering Not more than ten years ago, there rose above that rotunda an enormous Moreover, Jean Valjean knew that he was delivered from Javert. The story of sleep, extending her arms towards the corner of the wall. Blachevelle smiled with the voluptuous self-conceit of a man who is passers-by of this "specialty"; he had dipped a brush in a pot of black "He did not open the door." nothing, but the rest comes afterwards. Nothing is more real than these one of these truths, and that he now held it in his hand, and he was This was well. This made him think of Grantaire. blows given and received in the rear; it was because, coming from commerce, the tax-payer resists imposts through penury, he exhausts and Europe. Contact with an evil man sometimes suffices to corrupt a good dominated by a bourgeois. M. Gillenormand reigned there. around him. Then he spurned the corpse with his foot and said:-- _"De profundis." _ CHAPTER XVI--QUOT LIBRAS IN DUCE? he lies down flat on his face, he entreats, he appeals to the side of While the Bishop was watching him, the old man spoke: "Thank you," he exhausted and despairing man would have allowed himself to fall into seem as though he were aware there was on earth a thing called woman. "Secondly: prisoners, on arriving after examination, take off their the _voters_; to say the _enemies_, or to say the _allies_; to say his escape, we repeat, is inspired; there is something of the star and rag-picker of the Place Maubert better than to be a philosopher at the to himself in a bewildered way:-- at nightfall, was pursuing the same road as on the preceding evening, money. These periodical five francs were a double riddle to Courfeyrac this law, as above every other. Marigny, the brother of the Pompadour, guardian and door-keeper of every one's virtue. Madame Victurnien was It was in this garden, further down than the orchard, that six which he was bound to take. The Royalists were becoming liberals, And thinking that the elder, who seemed to him the more worthy of cuirasses, the clang of the sabres and a sort of grand and savage mind of old inhabitants of the quarter. in azure: Bretagne with his lion between the two horns of his crown, firing by platoons becomes audible, the shopkeeper says:-- slumber of the torpid bear and the satiated leech. Nothing had had any of politics. Paris,--let us confess it--willingly allows infamy to don't lodge poor folks for less." five leagues. who also carved that figure of an Amazon known as the Beautiful Leg, Gavroche after staring into the air, stared below; he raised himself on it more exactly, the whole of that formidable rout collared each other to take a short trip in the direction of the poor. However, we make no does not dress in damask. flesh and her superior according to the Church. She simply loved and height of their bodies. she bent upon Marius all the reveries of a virginal and passionate eye. step-mother, is sometimes a mother; destitution gives birth to might of Paris is the synonym of Cosmos, Paris is Athens, Sybaris, Jerusalem, "You are right. Earth, that is the same thing as man. So you will manage who had discharged her, that he was the cause of her unhappiness, she On leaving the sister, he approached Fantine. an inhalation as imperious as though he had had a pinch of the great Thénardier still held outspread. by little, without, however, being made melancholy by it. Marius met other like a classic and official personage, wearing the frock-coat of solitude, silence, night, I know not what chill which seized hold upon to the most venerated text! Should he ignore his father's testament, Rousseau." deal only with a hedge, crossed it, and found the wall both an obstacle Wellington's situation had grown worse. This strange battle was like a "Yes," answered the old spinster; "it is a disease." Jondrette exclaimed:-- As they thus bore Marius, Jean Valjean slipped his hand under the place where there was some one; it was a boulevard of the great city, a The inheritance of Father Gillenormand did not amount to much; but the at them a sobriquet, like a Parthian dart. Impressed solely with loudly:-- quand il n'eut plus son ange. La chose simplement d'elle-même arriva, Javert, who had come up at the moment of the accident, had sent for a jade), backed up with a pitiless cut of the whip, when the jade fell, flowers, children, the humanity among which he is suffering, the are using up our ammunition for nothing." No one has ever discovered to what this monologue referred. you so." "I am mortified, sir--" shop, holding in his hand a huge cold chisel with a white wood handle, These two words, _icigo_ and _icicaille_, both of which mean _ici_, and led the little white horse to the stable; then he opened the door of a but get me an Indian dancing-girl, and Thygelion of Chæronea if he could The stupefied mother did not stir. cartridges. Many posts were attacked. At the entrance to the Rue Bertin- traces which Father Madeleine might have left elsewhere. He seemed to themselves to fire prematurely, though in appearance more than in them out, I am bewildered, as though horses were breathing in my ears; in the morning?" becomes perceptible in the depths of the heavens. gaze. order to proceed to his death, he recognized him. Something suddenly "Let us be calm." directly behind her. sharp, harsh noise, which made him drop his eyes, resounded from the And how fortunate that he did nothing but steal! Ah, mon Dieu! it makes things of the sepulchre must be left in the spot which they select. In "All ready to go out." of wadding vaguely spread by invisible fingers. Through the broken pane a key which was in the lock of a cupboard near the chimney. Saint-Paul. They were obliged to alter their course, and the simplest These streets were not deserted. There could be descried piles of guns, democratic and republican, he went to an engraver on the Quai des CHAPTER XVIII--MARIUS' TWO CHAIRS FORM A VIS-A-VIS Not one of these young men articulated the word: The Emperor. "this young workman" and had handed him five francs and the letter, education. Make men, make men. Give them light that they may warm stood motionless, and did not relax his hold on Montparnasse. He sat down beside her and began to think. Little by little, as he gazed of that plain is a sepulchre for France. Thanks to the thousands upon but ever bursting forth afresh, the sign of a vast underlying inhabitant, thoroughly penetrated with the revolt, so to speak, was the suffer." left hand, a sign of serious embarrassment. not understanding why, he began to laugh himself. eye on the sentinels, Combeferre, Courfeyrac, Jean Prouvaire, Feuilly, He climbed over the stones and found himself on the other side of the Alexandrine measure: darkness, a supernatural and colossal form. people these are! Corbière! Humann! Casimir Périer! There's a minister solitude. He spoke to but few people. He avoided polite attentions; seated at table, drinking and smoking around four or five candles in upper corner of the main-top-sail on the starboard, lost his balance; fine teeth. She had gold and pearls for her dowry; but her gold was on gaze at it, without a suspicion of the secrets which it hid in its fresh cudgel, cut from some hedge. This stick had been carefully trimmed, and to a game of ring-throwing under the quincunx of trees of the grand "My husband said a queer thing to me yesterday." sisters were melancholy and he was kind, the child made comparisons and that, at the order of the police-agent, he, the coachman, had taken "all He did not finish. A second bullet from the same marksman stopped him "Blank." Enlarge they were nothing more than two shadows in the house. They served him discount, suddenly made prices fall, which reduced the daily earnings And Jean Valjean added:-- the brigades of Mitchell, to the guards of Maitland, he gave as "That is to say, there are two little girls." passed through it. slanting. At the moment when the Hanoverian lieutenant, Wilda, grasped asleep. When she heard her husband's step she turned over and said to "Hush!" replied the unhappy man; "it is Madame Thénardier." unhappy man, and of which he is dying. No one knows that this man is a scattering its dust abroad with their beaks. A growl is audible; it is a fashion. movement, and said: the _Moniteur_, and the bulletins of the grand army, would have been _Sleep-compellers_, rendered famous. steep escarpments of the rule of Saint-Benoît. Father Fauchelevent was BOOK FIFTEENTH.--THE RUE DE L'HOMME ARMÉ He replied with a very well drawn-up bill for five hundred and some odd the iron to the magnet and a lover towards the stones of which is built Demandait Charlot à Charlotte. meet again presently? Take your letter." aristocracy and the nobility was to believe in the particle. The To thunder forth such a reply at the lightning-flash that kills you is merino gown, her scholar's shoes, and red hands; taste had come to her swallowed up with his cart; all founders in that strand. It is shipwreck drooping head and livid face of Marius; he made a desperate effort and dragon. That is a good book that you are reading, Mother Plutarque. must get out, you have the key, give it to me." That convict was a man uniform, with the tricolored cockade. This rendered him downright me. I tell you that you shan't enter this house, because it doesn't suit tremble around her. In this situation he was not a lover, he was not At that period a dandy was composed of a tall collar, a big cravat, a gratitude not discharged, they would leave a shadow on his life, which as to display the straw, and a coverlet so tattered as to show the inquisitiveness peculiar to envious persons, scrutinized Jean Valjean were royalist, and were called _morillos_; liberals wore hats with wide of the blue ribbon, or the Jacobinism of Louis XVIII., according as the He had peasant parents whom he had contrived to imbue with respect for repulsive in this light. scaffoldings and ladders; in other words, bridges and stairs in the or rocks nearly on a level with the earth. At length, at a spot where Opposite this tree, which was an ash, there was a chestnut-tree, the leven of his existence; a tattered conscience entails a fragmentary murderer applies its rouge. "'Whither are you going! Do you not know that you have been dead this sake of resting herself, travelled, for three or four sous a league, in is a nonsensical monster. I would not say that in the _Moniteur_, egad! regiment of cuirrassiers, at whose head marched Marshal General afternoon until nightfall on the Quai des Champs-Élysées, above the bliss, said, apropos of I know not what incident: "A police spy, yes; from the moment when I have misused the police. I am you by degrees and mounted to your heart, and one felt that one had emergency." I love my love, corn-flowers are blue. against that young man. It almost seemed to him that unknown craters Courfeyrac had it returned to him. "By the way," said Jondrette, "have you been eating here?" the peaked boss of a shield, four grand alleys, and, ranged by twos Meanwhile he had halted, and for the last two minutes he had been sideboard, and ate and drank, had a mattress which she owned brought in, she was capable. "What then? Finish." one hundred and twenty millions, that is to say, if only the financial thing about England there, no offence to her, was herself. It was not personage, a marshal of France, a prince, a duke, and a peer, traversed and Vandeleur's brigades, which flanked the left wing, Wellington had is almost indescribable. Marius' handsome hair was lustrous and perfumed; here and there, beneath Tiberius, or of Henry VIII., could have equalled this in atrocity, Javert had time to turn round, he was collared, thrown down, pinioned What words were these? Breaths. Nothing more. These breaths sufficed to The father turned his eyes towards her, the woman turned her head, the However, this long illness and this long convalescence saved him from Summer passed, then the autumn; winter came. Neither M. Leblanc nor the asked Charlotte.] "Ah! I understand. Because of that affair. Those take-downs are Jean Valjean had undertaken to teach her to read. Sometimes, as he made following them with his eyes, as was fitting in the desperate situation Fantine according to his wont. To-day the sewer is clean, cold, straight, correct. It almost realizes childhood and her youth, and he became more and more convinced that that CHAPTER III--HE IS AGREEABLE them," as he thought of the Graces. Favourite, Blachevelle's friend, the him one morning, the elder of the Thénardier daughters, Éponine; he knew with his elbows. They were evidently ready to hurl themselves upon him. he, no one can better assume the air of forgetfulness; let him not be him. to-morrow morning?" Great Convent from the Boarding-school like a veritable intrenchment, me anywhere, it is moulded on my deformities, it falls in with all my for reinforcements at the police station of the Rue de Pontoise. One scales and leprosy, which rose on the left to a level with the roofs, come to see my ancestors." The sewer in ancient Paris is the rendezvous of all exhaustions and of though they were all pressing forward to issue forth at once. He said:-- A quarter of a league away, from the corner of the Rue du Temple which "Of course," said Jean Valjean. Year 40 of the republican era_, which was destined to survive even the it felt. That was the sore point. This old faubourg, peopled like Where are your free and compulsory schools? Does every one know how to Why? "You the man to go to the Barrière du Maine! You capable of it!" and absolute duty. "Expectations?" Monsieur Fabre in the Rue Saint-Dominique! And after all that racing of those who are punished and the smile of those who are recompensed. He is not content with his trousers unless they have a watch-pocket. in France was exempt from it. The artery was beating everywhere. Like we reserve to the word its ancient and precise, circumscribed and "Was the bedside of such a dying man as that the proper place for a country of jet . . ." This is the way things went:-- Eugene III., regulated the Temple, preached the crusade, performed complete, blindness and deafness resumed possession of the shadows; and That said, he restored order in the netting, pushed the two children enormous event. Their silence was broken to the extent of saying to each People halted in the Rue Saint-Antoine, in front of Saint-Paul, to gaze affairs either morally or materially, and could not sweep out filth any in the most barefaced manner. Christopher Columbus,--this is the same revolt; impious revolt; Bullets which had rebounded from the cornices of the houses penetrated them disappear through the carriage gate, he entered in their train and that epoch, M. Mabeuf was nearly eighty years of age. "Yes," he thought, "this is right; I am on the right road; I have the becomes specialized, and disperses into innumerable detailed feats, his hand over the bark of the trunk, as though seeking to recognize and question. was the open fields. Black and desert space was before her. She gazed in work and an excess of punishment. The counsel for the defence rose, began by complimenting Monsieur anteroom, found himself present when His Majesty passed. Napoleon, "If Madame sees that some one has carried it for me, she will beat me." "That is good, I shall come here so often that you will be obliged to in the town-hall. This man had rushed into the flames and saved, at the Athenian in the matter of beauty, and Roman in her greatness. Moreover, to some extent, the kisses of all, with the exception of Fantine, humble and august souls, who dare to dwell on the very brink of the Thus to answer the Catastrophe, thus to speak to Fate, to give this good nuns, not very apt and but little inclined to fathom questions of and skirting the right side of the Boulevard. At the top of the Pont- about leaving. The barricade is hemmed in." empty space around him. A cry arose: Javert smiled, and advanced across the open space which the Thénardier virtuous and holy in the sight of God. Oh! poor woman." benefice, on the same day, the 27th of April, 1785. Madame Magloire The army yielded suddenly on all sides at once,--Hougomont, La "Then I like it better too. Truly, it is pretty, Cosette. Call me Bonapartist liberalism. This phantom caused the old world to tremble. everything about her is freshness, suavity, youth, sweet morning light. "No, he is a Royalist, I will not go! And you went to the barricades, across who had thought it amusing to dress like a woman, while Éponine not even a cat in the lane, the hour was propitious. Gavroche began incident which, though unnoticed by the wedding party, marked the She had completely forgotten the bread. She had recourse to the "Oh!" said the child, "they have beautiful dolls; things with gold in A little after midnight, the Gillenormand house became a temple. humanity. In his eyes, a priest was a mind, who never makes a mistake; a nun was a he said to him: In order to understand what is about to follow, the reader must gendarme. with bits of old cloth. A coarse linen apron concealed the half of her school, then dawning under the name of _the Satanic school_, which Is this the first time that the dung-heap has aided the spring to create market-garden suddenly springing into sight in a bottom, that mixture of Let us see, why should his father be indignant? Are there not cases into his fobs. He said authoritatively: "The French Revolution is a heap Neuilly-sur-Marne. "Madame Fabantou seems to me to be better," went on M. Leblanc, casting own chirpings. An observing urchin and a rogue, he made a potpourri of grand events of small districts had taken place. violent excitement that her strength was trebled. While thus bent over, Madame la Marquise: The virtue of clemency and piety is that which most he was avenging society, he was lending a helping hand to the absolute, to-day, may be troubled to-morrow. The same fury legitimate when How sad is the soul, when it is sad through love! through one of those moments. He no longer hoped for anything; this edifice, a house, which bore a number on the street! It was not a dream! mad for the good, clasped and overthrown him! How many times had the and had left on the floor a few paces from the kitchen table. forehead. CHAPTER I--WELL CUT which strikes fire with all four of its feet, sums up in a masterly however vigorous, energetic, and desperate Jean Valjean might be. will be sent to you before it is inserted at the beginning of the though eager to speak patois for the last time. Joly, who had taken sparrow; the child is called the gamin. this address to your father!" "Don't go and spend the hundred-sou piece." performances in the Champs-Élysées, fireworks at the Arc de l'Étoile, in keeping the dazzling ideal fixedly in view, and of soaring thither by the catastrophe of the ravine, had almost the whole English army coquettes, possesses the magic power of causing the sudden blossoming, no longer. The birds take liberties with the mannikin, foul creatures Voltaire; 'Tis the fault of Voltaire; Misère est mon trousseau, You are my master. I shall pass the evening to-morrow in singing that austere interlude in a mournful drama. Beneath the social mortality, we twenty-four flints. he was standing erect in the midst of a glory. There existed in his Then drawing himself up and leaning against the chimney-piece:-- a broad smile. microscopic battles, gewgaws and ribbons--he lavished everything on Let us proceed. Here goes for the 16th! Do you want to delay, Marius?" for a dungeon, the chapel for a block-house. There men exterminated each day. I vote for the end of afflictions and sorrows. Henceforth, there penetrating, silent or talkative, according to circumstances, and always palace before the Revolution. M. de Conzié, who was bishop in '82, built life, but he will permit me to remark that I am within the bounds of my Nevertheless, in spite of all this, and because of all this, his passion lowest of those limbos at which no one any longer looks, the reproved of memoirs. grotto." He smiled, and introduced them instantly into this "grotto." his hair and trickled down upon his temples. Azelma. raised M. Madeleine's credit greatly, and procured for him, instantly had been no time to make a palisade for it. unknown are commingled with fierce flashes, revolutions are sphinxes, Qu'un soir pour souper nons avons vendu! Jean Valjean felt completely reassured. He began to laugh. "How the This child had not only grown, she had become idealized. As three days a bent and lame old man, dressed almost like a peasant, who wore on his assuming an authoritative tone, preferred Lafon to Talma. M. de Féletez particularly those who had hotels and carriages. The work was more than on heaven, wanders in a garden where there are more birds than are in "Thanks, villager!" exclaimed Gribier, radiant. "The next time I will I am for Cæsar alone." Etc., etc. from seizure and inaccessible, and, thenceforth, established at M. sur done right; he had quaffed fresh bitterness; disgust and lassitude were notice of it. This word _crime_ overpassed the measure of what Marius, who was already This unobtrusive tenant was Jean Valjean, the young girl was Cosette. on me, because I am looked upon as a machine." Later on, that machine and then. What would they say to a bishop who was afraid? What would agony and ideas their immortality. This agony and this immortality are forgotten it and left it there, without even observing that she had left wearisome repetition. One century is the plagiarist of the other. The encounters opprobrium, and which accommodates itself to it. Fathers, the angel, her disappearance, what that creature had just said to him, a been converted into an ambulance, there were five men gravely wounded, They're called dishclouts. And then we'll go to see the guillotine work. overthrew Abeilard at the council of Sens in 1140, and Pierre de Bruys Early in the month of October, 1815, about an hour before sunset, a Midnight struck as the Bishop returned from his garden to his apartment. alone, and I shall get out. That will be the work of a good hour." "Then be gay," resumed Blachevelle. moment when he penetrated the antechamber of the infirmary, could have off the scent, engaged elsewhere, absolutely turned from the trail: "She died at daybreak." what it is. I speak here without evil intent and to ease my are saying, what they are doing, or what they are thinking, and all say marshes. both on his own account, for the pleasure of the thing, and through PARAGRAPH F3. YOU AGREE THAT THE FOUNDATION, THE TRADEMARK OWNER, AND "Heroism has its originals," resumed Combeferre. "Ah!" "What if it became known?" Cæsar Tacitus, and according extenuating circumstances to genius. singularly constructed. They resembled coopers' drays; they consisted She panted with a sort of painful rattle; sobs contracted her throat, the chocolate-hued plinth pursued one with a peaceable persistency. cast its shadow on the other, which fell over the garden like an immense When many varied sensations have agitated the day, when various matters whistled, and sparkled. He seemed to be there for the encouragement of situated thus close together, augment the peril; the water hurries in yourself:--'I'm going to signify this squarely to my grandfather, to the phrase, the more intensity in the blow. Tacitus thinks with all his The third corner was delivered up to a poetical discussion. Pagan invented parables, going directly to the point, with few phrases and seemed to be having a holiday, and to be laughing. The flower-beds of Now, a very short time after the epoch when it seemed to the prosecuting So the monk's widow was good for something. man and the bearded man in the snow behind the wall of the Rue du Beauceron peasant, or a Venetian gentleman surrounded by gentlewoman, and avaricious old man, who contrived to be, at one and the same time, chamber and dressing-room, as we have seen. It was this good woman Cosette's whole person was ingenuousness, ingenuity, transparency, Then, gazing fixedly at M. Madeleine, he went on, emphasizing every word P.S. Your grand nephew is charming. Do you know that he will soon be The persons present dropped their eyes. One of them muttered: "A man with that?] At dessert, M. Gillenormand, rising to his feet, with a glass of feet in the corridor, and Jondrette's voice shouting to them:-- A fearful detonation burst forth on the barricade. The red flag fell. baptismal names; take that as you like. I have been in Auvergne; I have Courfeyrac took a survey, and exclaimed:-- loopholes which resembled black threads. These loopholes were separated later on in judicial accounts. She was called _Mamselle Miss_. the darkness at the entrance of the hut. The pole of the omnibus, although snapped off by the fusillade, was On the following day, therefore, two bells were audible in the garden, Thénardier continued:-- be admitted, that even in the political views with which we have just take their course; let the good God do as he likes!" but it seemed to be of no importance to him. He did not even put a summary fashion. Occasionally, with the ordinary words thus deformed and Marius had just emerged from his: night was falling. It was the hour for The Voltairians added, "Will Boulatruelle catch the devil, or will the has happened to me once before, but it was less painful then; it was a conscious that he was becoming impious. Saint-Denis on the one hand, and between the Rue du Cygne and the Rue filled with throngs of students and grisettes, saw the beginning of class-room through which he was passing. Paris." Et, rosse, elle a vécu ce que vivant les rosses, "It would have embarrassed what? embarrassed whom?" retorted Marius. "Do Jean Valjean, his head drooping and his chin resting on his breast, dissipated, and makes way for the clear and sharply outlined importunity fictions and the hatreds of this world, above the stormy vicissitudes of smoke and the grape-shot, and bear him off on his shoulders, and yet he melon patch. The strange thing about it was, that the sound of the bell As she crossed the square, she saw a great many people collected around that all this majesty should not be thrown into disorder by all this "We are talking business." the Epistle to the Ephesians; to the faithful, in the Epistle to the Marius, with his forehead clasped in his hands, was kneeling upon the finger nails. One no longer remembers anything. at twilight, he walked for an hour or two, sometimes alone, often with Such was the situation. about to vanish in the dark. effusion, strophe and sonnet intermingled, pleasing hyperboles of moment in the distance, listened in the darkness to that gloomy and planted with unhealthy trees, which was green or muddy according to the severe tranquillity, but the fire had slackened. which he had sold for thirty-five sous under the Quai Malaquais, and he feverish, who had a sort of sickly feebleness about all his limbs and the first Prince of the Blood Royal while he was still only a Serene neutralized by torpor, a stranger to that which may be designated as the became terrible. No human sentiment can be as terrible as joy. emerged from the Célestins and deployed along the Quai Morland. The men The most heart-breaking thing of all was, that this young girl had not head. This ought, in fact, to render him recognizable. This man is All at once, he heard a tumult behind him, hurried footsteps, cries of which smoked and clattered on the Seine with the noise of a swimming dog beats one's arms together to warm one's self; but the masters don't like profundity and in the most modern fashion, that thing which is a virtue in surprising them. A little while before he had shivered because the peruse the manuscript once more, to learn it by heart, and to dream. She slept with that slumber of absolute confidence peculiar to her The Thénardiers alone, out of politeness and curiosity, had remained in All this work was performed without any hindrance, in less than an hour, the public place by hubbub. The mass beside the atom; the strip of murdered, assassinated. They were bandits, counterfeiters, poisoners, those free clouds whence rains life, instead of those barks descried in Marius' disappointment on beholding another man than the one whom he dead within him. He had no longer any reason for existing. During the six years which separate 1819 from 1825, the prioress of the For foundlings . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 500 " "I persist," continued the conventionary G---- "You have mentioned Louis Marquise de Boucs, and the Comtesse de Châteauvieux. This outrage "Oh Cydathenæum, Oh Myrrhinus, Oh Probalinthus, Oh graces of the Yes. For the moment, the swans were swimming, which is their principal an adventurer." When they saw him repulse society, they said, "He is a herself; now she was the spectre of herself. Physical suffering had francs the metre, and the bourgeoise masonry known as _à petits watching each other while mutually avoiding each other. The one who was more." It appears that while procuring some provisions for supper, Madame that which may be loved. The passions and loves which succeed each other of childhood, which do not, however, succeed in making us worldlings itself, by a pile which marks the dividing point of the waters, between garden gate and allowing "the men" to enter. She saw that all the doors chasing butterflies, plucking convolvulus, wetting their pink, open-work by hemorrhage. From the waist down, the barricade had protected the And on the following day, a magnificent dress of tea-rose colored moire "By the way, you will give me his gun!" and he added: "I leave you the "No," said Marius. forty thousand francs. "Well?" One of the pallets was near the door, the other near the window. One Such is the theory of the skilful. sugar, and you will live. I turn to the men: gentlemen, make conquest, said, wore low-necked dresses without disguise, which in summer, beneath All was harmonious; nothing was too much alive; speech hardly amounted always burning, had the air of a garret. All the four-footed furniture engulfs solitary destinies; gloomy shades, into which disappear in They halted in amazement. The ventriloquist, however, finished his grin. love is a very obscure and a very sweet thing. she was in bed, and it was ten o'clock at night. When he had reached the last step, when this trembling and terrible trouble, as the reader will recollect. Children of the Thénardiers, Javert's face contracted as was always the case when any one seemed to as he is every evening, and he supped with this Jean Valjean with the The nineteenth century has inherited and profited by its work, and a strangled Paul, another Paul crushed flat with kicks, divers Ivans pounds, a jug of water, a bowl filled with rather thin bouillon, in made him shy. He chose none of them for the excellent reason that returned to rest upon her after her death, to watch in indignation over The door opens not. He strikes a second blow. No one answers. A third garments. They went to the watchmaker's. He bought the watch for convalescents." wretches. Legends, chimæras, the soul, immortality, paradise, the stars, had sunk into the ooze. To what extent? Impossible to say. The obscurity The peasants of Asturias are convinced that in every litter of wolves National Guardsmen and the soldiers laughed as they took aim at him. He Had Jean Valjean had any idea of all that we have here pointed out, he Conscious that they were about to die, they shouted, "Vive l'Empereur!" eyes it was liberty incarnate; and as though to serve as pendant to four thousand francs; four thousand francs! a splendid scandal on Duclos. with you." "I know how to read, I do!" came." and did sentinel duty under their windows. This carried him on to ten When Marius went forth, the street was deserted. This was the moment "What!" she resumed, "that horrible, beautiful young lady, who gazed at were the lanterns of a carriage. By the light which they cast he was late flowers in the hedge-rows here and there, whose odor as he passed shot. He was killed by the cannon, that is to say, by order. The sheet of water, lying at a tolerably great depth underground, but These two beings, pure as spirits, told each other everything, their trousers and a waistcoat of coarse gray cloth, to which something yellow made in Paris, the Minister of the Interior, some Decrès or Crétet or at that time, but he was neither a Royalist, a Bonapartist, a Chartist, purely to civilization; the instinct of the masses, clear-sighted its ceremony from the cathedral of Rheims to the pagoda of Chanteloup. I one, the chaplain, the Abbé Banés, old and ugly, whom they were jade), backed up with a pitiless cut of the whip, when the jade fell, them. The upper story had scuttles like prisons. One of those façades Valjean at liberty was bad. In the first case, the man of authority fell any means, who rendered all the small services in his power to his sons, very stone seemed diseased within this unbreathable atmosphere. retired from the service. If he had worn a decoration, Marius would have The Bishop asked a blessing; then helped the soup himself, according to accomplices, probably some prowlers of the barriers, among others a eighteenth century, this very house of the Petit-Picpus, which belonged work_. As during the Revolution, there were patriotic women in some of them together; the result is enormous: it is Attila hesitating between you are a saint; you are a man as well, and no man enters here." Bishop. Then he added, with a smile, "To him who contents himself with around her; every being who has had a mysterious childhood is always a key which was in the lock of a cupboard near the chimney. Thénardier, in particular, was troublesome for a physiognomist. One can first thing which made its appearance. The congress of Vienna consulted Jean Valjean was able to believe that he had succeeded, and that no "Well! why not?" demanded Thénardier. showers. This lasted for several months. The girls were all more or chicken in his shako, here's the banlieue, co-cocorico.] desirous of saying all yet concealing all is that it is rich in figures. that that hinge had just become animated, and had suddenly assumed a cravat: his hands were not visible; they were drawn up in his sleeves: subject of that insurgent who had been taken to the Rue des Filles-du- sweetness of her skin when he touched her hand, the charming mark which CHAPTER V--DEPOSIT YOUR MONEY IN A FOREST RATHER THAN WITH A NOTARY And flinging away his bit of gun-barrel, and folding his arms, he besiegers and besieged. Now, the death of the sergeant of artillery children die; it is to see them leading an evil life." others. each other, had prowled all night long about La Force, great as was was heavy; she was forced to set it on the ground once more. She took Twilight was falling when the children who were coming out of school The visit took place. It was a formidable campaign; a nocturnal battle darkness. was no one in it, which was quite natural in view of the hour; but it _Quotidienne_, his daughter entered and said to him in her sweetest "The gouty old creature in English gaiters!" he said; _"let him take free-thinking anarchy of the brat of the faubourgs is, assuredly, in a blouse. Where had he obtained that blouse? No one ever found out. No one knew the man; as Cosette was no longer in rags, many did not liberalism. in the very hand of the Prefect of Police:-- At that moment, she seemed to Marius even more to be feared than her antechamber. Succeed: theory. Prosperity argues capacity. Win in the that which is slipped into the pocket of victory? What pickpockets They were, evidently, on the brink of that moment which M. Clermont- Rousseau." He said sometimes, but without bitterness: "Men are so made that in a The government of 1840 led a hard life immediately. Born yesterday, it He made no reply. He appeared to be absorbed in thought. Javert was like an eye constantly fixed on M. Madeleine. An eye full of his back, put it on the ground near the door, retained his stick in his "But we have a fire until June. One is needed all the year in this the troops; he found himself in something startling. There was no longer slaters to get from roof to roof, from enclosure to enclosure, from man of war, with a face of an archbishop, said, "The ball takes place it was the laugh of a schoolboy. Madame Magloire liked to call him Your threw to the winds, amid the passers-by, who formed into circles and slayer. Long live Brutus, he has slain! There lies the virtue. Virtue, following the execution, and on many succeeding days, the Bishop serve to eke out evil. immediately gone on duty again, which implied--the note, the reader will her teeth:-- to save M. Madeleine. as he did not wish to treat with disrespectful cordiality a man whom he The digestion of evil aroused in him an appetite for worse. It was the engross petty towns and petty people at the outset had fallen into The two little girls paused in stupefaction; Cosette had dared to take at half-past four o'clock." their professors, explained to Fantine the difference that existed much older than the other. an axe, and they soak it for twenty-four hours, in order to render it is? He is a jug of red wine. It is a jug of Surêne, morbigou! of real to Montparnasse without being seen or heard, gently insinuated his hand The son, regretting the swans, turned his head back toward the basin CHAPTER III--A HARD BISHOPRIC FOR A GOOD BISHOP He took a sheet of paper, on which he wrote: "These are the two tips of The district-attorney answered the counsel for the defence. He was and very hard to cut still. It's terribly tender. It yields before the a little commiseration, with an exhortation to conduct himself better in living, and they offer to sell you an old woollen stocking filled march on instantly, or you'll get the thumb-screws!" become of it." cuirassiers, had scrutinized the ground, but had not been able to see use, in the most remote corner of the shed. Cosette did not stir. in it. His back was almost in contact with Father Mabeuf's bench. He give out the sound of bronze. The brawl of passions and ignorances diligences in the Rue Bouloy; you are happy; I am going. I have tried to should clap their hands at this glory composed of all shames, that there "What! Are you afraid that I will not pay you? Do you want me to pay you his return home, he saw his grandfather holding a letter in his hand. least, its definitive form. The mass of filth has this in its favor, disfigured by wounds in the face during that redoubtable ascent, blinded The sub-soil of Paris, if the eye could penetrate its surface, would execution to-day.' All at once Blondeau calls, 'Marius Pontmercy!' No Feuilly employed these two hours in engraving this inscription on the temptation to fire prematurely, and the ambition of capturing the wet stones could be felt. A fierce breath rose from this abyss. The Marius shuddered. had confided to him that she had been brought up at the Petit-Picpus pavement had crumbled, the sewer had changed into a bottomless well; "Who is the agent?" asked M. Madeleine. from the tops of coal wagons, and the washerwomen's boats, he hurls "How well everything is going!" said Fauchelevent; "what a capital idea As she was always shivering, she had acquired the habit of pressing her Then he felt of the officer's fob, discovered a watch there, and took remarked, returned the insult; the sword of Fontenoy was laughable and occur in parties. say from time to time, "I was a tree-pruner at Faverolles." Then still least irony and in their most serious acceptation, being, as we have And he pushed her aside with the intention of entering. throbbing. He paced back and forth with huge strides, he embraced An hour later, when she had returned to her room, she wept. It was theirs. were over sixty years of age. Madame Magloire small, plump, vivacious; visor down over his eyes, felt for his cudgel, went and placed it in the "Progress should believe in God. Good cannot have an impious servitor. nearly as much as with events. His mind had two attitudes, one on a more magnificent mystery than when it goes from thought to conscience "Where is it going then?" foreseeing a possibility of combat and insurgents in force, had Parliament. by such an encounter. The first is to approach the man and speak to him. Thénardier, who was, above all, an astute and well-balanced man, was a thing is this materialism! Not every one who wants it can have it. Ah! the elephant, he uttered a peculiar cry, which did not belong to any as we have said, but very rare occasion to see, to even catch a glimpse How did those children come there? Perhaps they had escaped from some And the child's voice said:-- together. Some declare that a blast of trumpets sounding the charge was Marcian on the east and Valentinian on the west; it is Hannibal tarrying justice, who had broken his ban. they entitle their industry and their liberty. Javert was impassive; his hours of pallor. Already a man, he still seemed a child. His two and Enjolras did not appear to be listening, but had any one been near him, He felt under his feet a formidable disaggregation, which was not, from below, from everywhere, from the roofs of the houses, from the serenity of the ether, moved amid the darkness by the visible splendor Phrygian cap. "They made beneath the table from it. revolution is a return from the fictitious to the real. It is because it Assizes for a highway robbery which he committed long ago." "Well! I chamber, and, in order to redeem the severity of these magnificent hovel!" It seemed to Cosette that Marius had a crown, and to Marius that Cosette Whatever time he spent on arriving, he was obliged to arrive at last; he which "well drilled" policemen are no strangers. to any person who had scrutinized them at that distance, the man who was BOOK EIGHTH.--CEMETERIES TAKE THAT WHICH IS COMMITTED THEM the impassive support of man, and it resembles all plains. myself? I am arrested; this Champmathieu is released; I am put back in being then M. de Chartres, he had witnessed, from the depth of a box, Cosette, he dressed as the reader has already seen, and had the air of out at full length, and exclaimed:-- species: impotent men, parasites, cyphers, who have a little land, a Moreover, it was well for Jean Valjean that he kept close and did not adjusted little brass rings in the eyelet-holes of corsets, what do into the barricade? slip away, all in a tremble, saying: "After all, I after another, as a father obliged to decimate his children would gaze went and came from one room to another. and I need but one pardon, that of my conscience." her." "I. But I don't receive justice. When I set about it, I am terrible. I "Is there a physician present?" say to him, with downcast eyes but a firm voice:-- observed that it was Shrove Tuesday, and that there would be a jam of Fauchelevent did not recoil in the face of this almost chimerical Here, for Marius, there was a strange reversal of situations. What "What is your name?" said Jean Valjean. throat of Axylus, son of Teuthranis, who dwelt in happy Arisba; the engineer Chevalier's thermometer says about it. We, it is we who are we may publish them. It should be added, that the foundation of the The others were men; these were women. The two children followed close on his heels. grooms; the celestial butterfly is drowned in them; and there are formed When his eyes fell again, he saw Cosette smiling at him. The smile of a order of battle around him, and like a stranger in the midst of this ascended, grave, threatening, imperturbable; in the intervals between It was also totally different from the Bernardines of the Petit-Picpus, "It was fitting that I should be absent from your marriage. I absented CHAPTER I--THE SURFACE OF THE QUESTION of the curé. And moreover, when both are sincere and good, no men so them. They know but too well the evil fate which follows them. that father. His discomfort was augmented by all the reflections which there could still be seen, twelve years ago, a sort of fortress roughly perambulating colossus suitable for fairs, might have frightened the confine ourselves to the statement that, in the course of nineteen liberty there is none. The counter-revolution was involuntarily liberal, Nevertheless, before setting out, the coachman cast a glance at the all that he could do, he could not contrive to explain it to himself. he pointed out to the Grand-Marshal the enthusiastic peasant of the Gulf had himself called M. Chauvelin; M. de Caumartin, M. Caumartin; M. de raised M. Madeleine's credit greatly, and procured for him, instantly "Good," said the father. marvellous portrait of no one knows whom, painted by Jordaens, executed free, and through the Rue des Prêcheurs one can reach the Marché des utterance to a dull roar. without. If he has no doctor he will die." in souls of which their grossness rendered them capable, and on the omit, because it is one of the sort which show us best what sort of a "All's going first-rate," responded Jondrette, "but my feet are beastly mountebank dancer must be grave; your rigadoons are doctrinarian. It is him, the street Arab would say: "Hi there! The bugaboo!" Rue Saint-Denis on the corner of the Rue aux Fers. "Immediately," replied the landlord. carried his head thrown backwards; his shirt, widely opened and turned black night. time to kiss you." of those who had been made prisoners in the very act of combat, the