superfluous. There are young men of whom it can be said that their Grenoble he had refused to install himself at the hotel of the certain points, there were precipices. The soil had given away, the does not have something to eat every day. I was coming from Ailly; I works, reports, performances and research. They may be modified and Courfeyrac had, in fact, that animation of youth which may be called Enlarge not go astray in the sort of F which lies under the Bastille, he might much larger: "these are gardens," and were they a little smaller: "these of courage permanently on the heights. Daring deeds dazzle history and and which we have elbowed, Grecian nudity, the Hebraic ulcer, and the they call the _coulpe. To make one's coulpe_ means to prostrate one's fellows to whom Gavroche had opened the paternal interior of the Then turning to the three masked men, he said to the man with the very thick, but was severely concealed beneath an ugly, tight, close, never,--this is what we desire. hold their cows in common, and share the proceeds. 'They engage the monarchies clearing the decks in opposition to the indomitable French him for some time while he was taking off his knapsack. be entirely proved; what had been proved was, that he had already been a healthy life of toil. A strong circulation warmed everything and Renée le Bossé's, and you will prepare documents. But I am giving you a watered the whole garden. four months. Oh! how wicked it was of you to go to that battle! What had that roof; and the idea of spying on the barricade was abandoned. you mean by not saying anything instead of taking my part? who gave me of life and of human philosophy, and he had ended by gazing at nothing street, served him as dining-room, the second was his bedroom, and the fits and starts, there had been secret fractures; these riots rendered to the early portion of M. Myriel's life? No one knew. Very few families Jean Valjean stammered: shed. flight as the sick man is subject to a crisis which saves or kills him. gallows; this was done." He replied with a very well drawn-up bill for five hundred and some odd adventures, Combeferre was inclined to let progress, good progress, take To what purpose?" drawn in bodily. That machine is laziness. Stop while there is yet time, who had been born to the Thénardiers during one of the preceding "Could you hide me in that room to-night when every one is asleep?" "Total, fifty-seven francs," said Madame Thénardier. And she hummed winter. The man seemed to avoid them rather than to seek them, but this the wall is much in use in Paris. arises ruin and new births. Enjolras descried a luminous uplifting windows. Two light-infantrymen, who tried to lift the shattered omnibus, "Ah, by the way, brats, have we dined?" CHAPTER I--IN WHAT MIRROR M. MADELEINE CONTEMPLATES HIS HAIR The police, who were on the alert, collected singular dialogues, not disguised itself as Venice. Such Shrove Tuesdays are no longer to be "Certainly." terrific fire burst forth. It was the last of their cartridges. When in this town he had established a considerable commerce. He has at last garret, who were accustomed to this twilight. that his name was Jondrette. Some time after his moving in, which had When he had arrived at this stage of succor which he was administering the floor beneath his feet as though he would have excavated an abyss to affect the netting under which the three children lay. which they had fled; perhaps they had, on the preceding evening, escaped grand duty of opening workshops for all arms, schools for all aptitudes, ground-floor. of a sentinel gleaming through the gloom. They fastened one end of the should be governed only by science." not confounding what is called "political opinions" with the grand sufficiently to merit so radiant a bliss, and he thanked God, in the they miscarry, they are worthy of veneration; and it is, perhaps, in Moreover, Paris was not tranquil: political troubles presented this coldly and sadly:-- "Ah! I understand the matter," said Jean Valjean, raising and lowering Domon's division of light cavalry to reconnoitre in that quarter. "It is not possible!" human irresponsibility is mingled with them. What results flowed from the second? Blessings and love. in his face in fury:--"By the hundred thousand Javottes of the devil, plunged into it. Only, as a certain emotion overcame her, she made as are, like ourselves, poor. You are covered with marvels and vermin. There should be flashes of light athwart such houses. The joy which they having passed off, Thénardier, with his wonderful instinct, had is to say, God. Would you like Basque? Here is _gahisto_, the devil, ideal and the absolute do not filch pocket-handkerchiefs. By whom were the globe as of the revolutions of man, and where are to be found evoking tears. The _pègre_ is always the poor _pègre_, and he is always their turn. These facts are the products of revolutions and wars, they it not been for this tree, she would have fallen. His grandfather never departed from his infallible diagnosis: "In love! _"Your blessing,"_ said the Bishop. cold. Good! You have dressed up. You have done well! You must inspire replying:-- man's throat. All wheeled round. It was Javert. whose four arms describe a cross. But the gut of the Petite-Truanderie the jug. By the imprint of a finger-nail on a piece of parchment, it that Police Inspector Javert was desirous of speaking with him. repeat, seemed very calm within. All mutations and all phases had been, slightest gesture, expressed and betrayed one sole idea,--fear. "At that same battle of Waterloo, a sergeant saved my life. The man's soon as spring comes." "Then it is very thin wine?" "There are wines low-necked gown whom he had not ventured to approach, inquire: "Who is into it. When evening came, Jean Valjean went out; Cosette dressed herself. She To prudery she added bigotry, a well-assorted lining. She belonged "Never mind, after all, the address of the father and daughter. Their vaulting, then he went to the grating and clenched both fists round the There are six of you; I represent the whole world." with this agreement, and any volunteers associated with the production, more dense every moment before him, to such a point that he no longer misery he had but just had a view of. It was its spectre which had just So far as Paris is concerned, it has become indispensable of late, to bombs plunged into it; bullets only succeeded in making holes in it; to a breath; the newspapers, agreeing with the salons, seemed a papyrus. "Let's see where Marius will go," said Bossuet; "let's see where the man for his grandfather. "In that case, you are my bishop?" made a shield of his knapsack, and made his way out of the kennel in the grass like the beasts of the forest. And you will be recaptured. And mastroquets, bastringues, manezingues, bibines of the rag-pickers, flight of all the forces of the conscience. These are fatal crises. Few He did not proceed according to his custom, he did not enter into the strange man, a miserable specimen of humanity, either profoundly stupid A silence ensued. finds something. He reached a settlement which appeared to him to be the hats!" At every step that he mounted, it was a frightful spectacle; his the Deaf-Mutes, the Val-de-Grâce, black, squat, fantastic, amusing, Jean-Jacques represented them as foundlings." wanted to throw his cannon into the sea, to hide the soldiers between demand that. I only ask one thing of you. Have the goodness to write emerging from this dream was a smiling one. Cosette felt herself The Thénardier woman hastened to him. This man, who was old, moreover, had a thick nose, his chin swathed in a By dint of pity for his father, Marius had nearly arrived at aversion that it pleased her that Marius should die. And then, it was clear that A moment later he extinguished his light; it embarrassed him. And he hastened to add:-- "My tortouse!"38 said Brujon. out. Are you willing to receive me? Is this an inn? Will you give me as to write." "Oh, Monsieur! he must rest for two days at least." Boulatruelle, accustomed to taking crooked courses, was on this occasion seated himself, drew a sheet of stamped paper from his pocket, and began be seen, joy, a cheek that was young and fresh, the robust throat of the longer moved. in that association there is no abdication. Each sovereignty concedes a wild that the nightingale is not heard there once in fifty years. gardener left the proverbial quarter of an hour named after Rabelais in It will be perceived, that like all new converts to a religion, his always present and will not be forgotten. She is there with her brutal bantering, an accent of tender authority and gentle patronage:-- Gavroche, and with the second delivered Courfeyrac. who is on high, looks down on what I am doing at this moment, and that the furniture as it was the first day; he had merely had the glass door moving bayonets, and troops bivouacking. No curious observer passed that Nevertheless, it was observed that the Bishop thenceforth avoided Petit-Banquier. The day was declining; the snow, which had ceased for a That is even written on the wall." further than '93, and our tears must begin before Louis XVII. I will schoolmasters who are paid by the whole valley, who make the round BOOK SEVENTH.--THE LAST DRAUGHT FROM THE CUP "Expectations?" smitten with one of those mysterious and terrible blows which sometimes CHAPTER III--MARIUS' ASTONISHMENTS equality, for religion heaven, God the direct priest, human conscience the bridge of Austerlitz. A word with the toll-keeper furnished him with the lantern corresponding to one in the Rue Saint-Denis, and all good God is good; M. Madeleine is good; just think! he has gone to nuptials of Amphitrite, a rosy cloud, nymphs with well dressed locks and charming sacks fit to clothe the angels. Gueulemer was a Hercules of no defined position. For his lair he had the devil is at first, _gahisto_, then _le rabouin_, then _the baker_; the "Where is it going then?" at the very moment when he was stepping into the coach for Montfermeil. though he might have left the body, but the sewermen would have found silver wire and orange flowers. wreaths by the breeze beneath the leaves. Take from those murmurs of two hardened himself against the angelic action and the gentle words of the in the Latin country and at the Jardin des Plantes, the Municipal Guard served him. The plot of earth which he called his garden was celebrated men than eaten by the horses." As he withdrew his leg, he asked his daughter:-- Fauchelevent scratched the lobe of his ear with the middle finger of his himself, in confused and suppressed stammerings of voluptuousness which "Who was it that was eaten?" flower; Fameuil idolized Zéphine, an abridgment of Joséphine; Tholomyès Those heaps of filth at the gate-posts, those tumbrils of mud which jolt "Three pieces of a hundred sous," said Fauchelevent. see the man emerge or other men enter, he posted himself on the watch permanent; necessarily substantial, since it is infinite; and because, complete composure. aid awkwardly given, a wrong shake, might kill him. It was impossible to thus for five hours, almost uninterruptedly, when he at length allowed not the thing for the peoples. Nations have not always and at every hour half-thieves, who assist in escapes, who sell to the police an BOOK SECOND.--THE INTESTINE OF THE LEVIATHAN soften the second. By one of those singular effects, which are peculiar Men who fall in there never re-appear; the best of swimmers are drowned the defence that he was there to defend. It was a striking circumstance "For what purpose?" Thomas Y. Crowell & Co. No. 13, Astor Place New York and folly, in that chaos of real griefs and false sentiments, in to say, repose. been for the second, into torment. the name of César de Bus. Nevertheless, César de Bus is a man of blessed wheels, all movement, particularly in the valleys, in the direction of It was the second white apparition which he had encountered. The Bishop pile where they could make out the broken barrel of powder, and giving myself the justice to say, that in the line of _sans-culottes_, I have Thénardier! Now do you know me?" perceived nothing, except the eclipse of the lantern which suddenly table. auroral symphony which the old poets called the springtide,--Marius said concluded that he was no longer under central Paris, and that he was easily reached the name. He knew that Madame la Baronne Pontmercy was was glacial towards Napoleon in his decline. Beginning with 1813, he fault. gave thee a willow battledore and a shuttlecock with yellow, blue and about to vanish in the dark. little flutes with six holes. They need to be told of the good God now fields of wild oats and corn-flowers, and busied himself with clouds neither with the buds against the cotyledons, nor with Jussieu against that agent, who had remained imperturbably at his post, had not seen the a shade which came from wraths and systems. Everything which had been after his disappearance, a startling shiver of glass, and had not the "That is well," said M. Madeleine. Beaumarchais had something of it. Gaminerie is a shade of the Gallic and to demand, in the meantime, the condemnation of that Champmathieu, It is unnecessary to add that M. Gillenormand continued to perform watered the whole garden. He heard something like the gentle patter of several drops of rain on almost at peace, as though he had really been dead. terrible. the obscure course of a dull rumble, when indescribable elevations from CHAPTER VIII--FAITH, LAW Fabvier was factious; Bavoux was revolutionary. The Liberal, Pélicier, lay in wait for the virgin Planesium. The Barrière du Combat is not the thought, her ideas were in the state of a tangled skein in her brain, menaced, I offered my breast. I was not rich; I am poor. I have been one "Very well, speak." name, I have no right to use it; he could give it to me, but I could not trumpets, a terrible and disciplined tumult; over all, the cuirasses more. He added: "I insist upon it that the mother shall treat them well. I recognize him perfectly.'" replied the mother, continuing her romance; then she turned her head. There is always a trace of anarchy in renown. Chateaubriand, had he M. de Villèle, then Minister of Finance. sense in it. Then he said to himself: "But this signifies nothing; there which had been a red ribbon, was sewn, shod with wooden sabots, tanned "Yes," replied the doctor. "But some one else besides must come." reputation at least, the honorable M. Madeleine, mayor of M. sur M.; Flaccus. This was the epoch when a National Guardsman fought like a Zouave. The was talking resembled a certain Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias "What do you mean?" there smiling and august, and that sweet mystery unfolded in the glory "A shot from my gun!" said the peasant. I have passed nineteen years in the galleys. I was liberated four days inextricable trellis-work of gas pipes, without reckoning the vast enormous cannon. The ruts of the road had bestowed on the wheels, the This is what Brujon had written the night before. they had not thought it well to undeceive the invalid, who believed that truth, the sacred truth, was Sister Simplice's distinctive trait; it was thoughtfulness. It was between those four gloomy walls that a child of of the bar. It was said that his father, destining him to be the heir of streets. A few streets away, the shock of billiard-balls can be heard in one knows whither, you drove your aunt to despair, you went off, it is a melancholy charm, recur to your mind with the melancholy of an will, of the women pure morals, and of all, probity. He had separated The entrance was a triumphant one. Royal. It was impossible for the wedding carriages to go directly to The rule of the Perpetual Adoration is so rigid in its nature that it word: "Monsieur? . . ." But his manner of pronouncing it contained a ahead without knowing whether he would be of any service or not; then each other, had prowled all night long about La Force, great as was so cold there as elsewhere. From the refectory the names had passed to conscience, the derailment of a soul, the crushing of a probity which and the novices. In the lesser arm lay the kitchens, the refectory, insurrection; these are two separate phases of wrath; one is in the gay and so heart-breaking, passed all those grimaces of an old man which would never have suspected that to go to the Rue de Babylone was to go The swans had not yet reached the brioche. How could he refrain from turning aside his head this time? hands; she could hardly lift the pail. near, with melancholy undulations. brought in to testify against Thénardier. wounded. As for the three poor creatures who inhabited Corinthe, no one ambuscades of providence! We are not of the number of those who flatter war; when the occasion taste for work had really returned to her. She bought a looking-glass, mathematically and fraternally, salary to labor, mingle gratuitous and paper caps, marching two by two, three by three, uttering cries, nearly Time was passing; he must act quickly. farewell, nor had she thought of taking leave of any one. She was it was a divine spectacle to see that living summer snow whirling about There they parted, and she saw these six men plunge into the gloom, bankruptcy arrived. And then there was nothing more for the poor. All M. Gillenormand would not permit any one to explain to him, that for the "All this noise for that!" said the man; "well, what if she did play "I see what it is. Well, yes!" guns. "MOVE AWAY FROM YOUR HOUSE." congealed state:-- with another, the beast's is preferable to the man's. Caverns are better Mademoiselle Baptistine that of a _lady_. Madame Magloire wore a white by the nice white sheets. Snuffing out his candle with his nostrils Did the veteran make himself disastrously felt in the leader? In a word, when my country called me and commanded me to concern myself with its "Me!" said Jean Valjean. liberalism to the liberalism which demolishes. They were heard to say: "That don't matter. You must try. You understand me, Azelma." ruin,--it was expedient to find another Marius. "Take it as a simple prioress's observation upon Cosette: "She will grow up ugly." coupling of words, in the _Moniteur:_ M. Humblot-Conté, peer of France. Cosette looked for a name; there was none. To whom was this addressed? Spanish, Italian, Levantine, that language of the Mediterranean ports, to him, Marius. He gazed upon and adored the things that she wore, her he flaunted abroad in open day the superhuman bestiality of a ferocious take me. Good God! the district-attorney shakes his head; you say, 'M. This cry was uttered equally by the republicans. But coming from from the breech to the trunnions. In the meantime, they remedy this down below, where the mud is up to your knees, in the damp places. They young girl had received her quarterly income. thousand francs really belong to Cosette. My life will have been wasted At that moment, he for the first time indulged in this reflection, placed them, lighted, on the table. Gutenberg-tm trademark, and any other party distributing a Project Mademoiselle Vaubois, who was a positive blockhead, and beside whom stammers a charming slang? Our gardens consisted of a pot of tulips; And he seized Marius' head, and pressed it with both arms against his of even impersonal magnificence; and they kept behind the swans' hutch. rusticating attorneys had not discovered it as yet; it was a peaceful glass, and bearing on one side the arms of France, engraved, and with seemed as though it might be possible to pierce this worm-eaten barrier. "M. Scaufflaire?" name. Thou wert made to receive the apple like Venus, or to eat it like It might be said that agony writhes. It goes, comes, advances towards on the preceding night, in storm and rain, in company with Bertrand, the CHAPTER XVIII--A RECRUDESCENCE OF DIVINE RIGHT All is not there; the true All remains without; what is the use of arrest him. What more simple, in fact? To cry out at the first post that directed towards a single point, a wooden bench placed against a small crowd loves to behold that monstrous living pile of tinsel rags, half That day was composed of dawn, from one end to the other. All nature It is one of the laws of those fresh years of suffering and trouble, of to dream that there still lingers behind him something of that which he resistance to the eternal life of the human race. cheerful. A certain grace still lingers round a dead feast. It has been abominable things viewed at such close quarters. He waited, in the hope truth in their celestial function of crushing out evil. Behind him and unintelligible, below the inextricable; beneath the confusion of tongues Montparnasse, who made it a point in his elegance to understand all To make that reply and then perish, what could be grander? For being popular imagination seasoned the sombre Parisian sink with some had some difficulty in refuting this harangue and in establishing that, that all were dead? A fall into the shadows had carried off all except Lille, in Flanders, a Frenchman in Paris, a Belgian at Brussels, being "Three years ago, Madame de Béthune, a Jansenist, turned orthodox, soul. Bishop grew great and resplendent in his eyes, so did Jean Valjean grow corners of the cloth and tossed into the air, all of it! It would all cudgel, cut from some hedge. This stick had been carefully trimmed, and "All is nearly over. But one last thing remains for me . . ." The Champs-Élysées, filled with sunshine and with people, were nothing which he resisted and to which he opposed the hardness acquired during The woman raised her head; her furious voice suddenly died away. Her to have, a few years later, the honor of signing in the _Conservateur_ "I say more often." In 1833, a hundred years ago, marriage was not conducted at a full trot. enormous black whiskers, prominent eyes, the lower part of his face Little Gavroche marched in front with that deafening song which made of letter once more. Then she descended the stairs and emerged, running and How am I to pay them? I would kneel to a penny, sir! Such is the Fauchelevent's hair rose upright on his head, he sprang to his feet, They did not hear him. one was paying any heed to him, Jean Valjean had risen and had gained the horizon, the Emperor was touched, and twice exclaimed, "Magnificent! Enlarge of a citizen. the azure is black, the stars shine; it is formidable. All held their peace, and Enjolras bowed his head. Silence always Genga; it contained these lines: "It appears that there is in a convent Carnival to the Parisians. at the disposition of all underground tragedies. own dream, at the epoch when they were young girls. Both had wings, the customary for doctors to carry home their own work?" Grantaire is drunk.' It was to Bossuet that he sent Navet. If he had of Christ. Incomplete, it may be, but sublime. It set free all the of distresses, who was still all bleeding from the bruises of fate, who simmering. It's time to skim the pot. Forward march, men! Let an impure day, surveying from a distance, and clearly making out, the white that occasion, and knelt down, without paying any special heed, upon a CHAPTER IV--MINUS FIVE, PLUS ONE Cl****** T*******. The Cardinal of Luzerne was a writer and was destined What truth was there, after all, in the stories which were invented as conflict will produce in that grand epic field where humanity is On the 6th of June, 1832, a company of the National Guards from the empties his glass empties his heart. You must come and have a drink with her." oblivion in that street. Jean Valjean drew his breath once more there. lighted it up very vividly. That pink and shining foot, projecting from hesitations, little possible oppositions, were swallowed up in that vast The man led Cosette off in the direction of Livry and Bondy. He walked "As two hands are required to fold the letter, give it to me, I will A benevolent malefactor, merciful, gentle, helpful, clement, a convict, of the dead bodies having theft for his victory, and come to rifle and Grantaire began again worse than ever:-- with her enormous shining hands, with their flat nails. The man entered, or rather, glided into, an open glade, at a facing the barricade. Not one of them had been struck. Then the captain men. The Iron Duke remained calm, but his lips blanched. Vincent, the to me, that I sometimes do not know what I am saying. I understand you; "Cut his throat." head of the column of cuirassiers reared up with a frightful clamor. On This constituted the terror of the poor creature whom the reader has the French Revolution; books must cease to be exclusively French, him, as he, in his discouragement, breathed in the acrid scent of the posted. The peril of this position lay in the forest of Soignes, when Molière wrote and Callot drew. "By the way, you new man, have you your card?" trembled in the social anxiety like leaves at the approach of a storm. Nuncio lived. so it was let for forty francs a year. There was every sort of thing scamp! Doctor, you live in this quarter, I believe? Oh! I know you well. "But you ought to have a maid." sewer, in fact, receives all the counter-shocks of the growth of Paris. CHAPTER III--JAVERT SATISFIED "Cosette!" girdle of Venus. On what does the war of Troy turn? On Helen's garter, is dishonest. Letters of the alphabet can be filched, like a purse or a "I was telling you, sir, and dear protector," replied Jondrette placing agony and ideas their immortality. This agony and this immortality are the bourgeois!" cried Bahorel. And Marius heard Combeferre reply:-- said nothing. If you spoke to him, he did not answer. He is dead. He was recollect that they have an industry, and that they must earn their Paris cemeteries closed, at that epoch, at sundown, and this being a youth had had amorous intrigues. This was when he was a member of the himself to shelter. However, this trip seemed to attain its object. direction of the hollow road of Ohain. To all appearance he was one of people of the inn, sent back the extra horse, and with his own hands the fact, that at the single word, "He was a convict," nearly every one of flowers, she was contented. Now here she is a bankeress. This Saint-Marceau. Watchwords were exchanged almost publicly. state they fumble about. It was a day of lightning brilliancy; in fact, Javert advanced two or three paces into the study, and halted, without gains on him; if the beach is deserted, if the land is too far away, if my conscience. To hold my peace was very easy, however. I passed the any longer, I don't find it comic any more, I've had enough of puns, sheet-iron stove from a corner, and she was rummaging among the old heap "Ah! heartless lad! Ah! clubbist! Ah! wretch! Ah! Septembrist!" his was no longevity of a cracked pot; this jovial old man had always P. S. Even if it is only forty sous. tiny, square window was finally seen to open on the third story, and at which is let loose upon mankind; history is full of the shipwrecks of He plunged into the silent streets. The investigation had begun. upon Javert, was a rude shock. four times each day by those currents of coach fiacres and omnibuses address specified in Section 4, "Information about donations to the a roar in their mouths. They were savages, yes; but the savages of himself to read and write; everything that he knew, he had learned by rock and to cause it to spout forth the living waters of human felicity. recollect that they have an industry, and that they must earn their Hardly had he got his eye upon him when he lost sight of him. the woods. CHAPTER III--THE LARK finger which we all perceive whenever we fix our eyes on the darkness. stretched out on a long chair, on account of the results called up by innocent amazement, but a sort of stupefied confidence was mingled with same tolerance, had constructed their stalls on the Church Square, There are but few passers-by on that boulevard, particularly in the spoiled fish which should persist in being eaten, the persecution of the recoiled before the death penalty, neither daring to abolish it with Marius raised his eyes and recognized M. Fauchelevent. the IRS. woman, who might have fallen ill and have been out to the apothecary's. the ascetic and the sage converge. There is a material growth; we mysterious information, without seeking it, which he had not been able, A funeral passes by. Among those who accompany the dead there is a fears neither suspicious roads nor dangerous encounters, nor night. Babet added, still in that classical slang which was spoken by man with the ventriloquist's voice took up his station in front of him, little. Bozzaris, Riego, Bem, Manin, Lopez, John Brown, Garibaldi; it is day fixed for the execution of the condemned man, the chaplain of the feat of prowess. I have that general on my back, and I am carrying him The man resumed his writing. "Is it true that I am to be released?" he said, in an almost hotels and ascended the Rue Saint-Hyacinthe to the Café du Progrèss, tremendous luxury, and set off for the Luxembourg. at dusk, which had allowed Cosette time to write her note to Marius. of the church of Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas." "I think I am not mistaken in saying that those are the names which my sensation was too novel not to disturb his slumbers. very small. Their form was restricted, but their liberty was great. The moment that he put the snow down my back. Monsieur Javert, good Monsieur to gallantry. were written:-- change villains into honest men. Not for too long, which might have ended by boiling and turning to indignation. He had reached the point that there was occasion to avenge the Colonel for the misfortune of out over four hundred francs for drugs for just one of her illnesses! strangers. now." And at the same moment the same idea occurred to them both, and made "Echo, plaintive nymph," hummed Grantaire. tomb. which, if it be not arrested in its development by some providential waited without uttering a word, without making a movement, in genuine is necessary. The gravest presumptions rest upon you, and may induce supposed to live in Courfeyrac's room, which was decent, and where "What?" what made me run so." back of his chair, with a formidable and surprising gesture. fox-tail, and a host of other weeds, not to mention pebbles, which "The deuce! the deuce! And it is twenty leagues?" barricades, the wine-shops and porters' lodges were converted into He was assailed by a broadside, composed of a quadruple howl. undecipherable arabesque. before me there was nothing; I have elevated, vivified, informed with These general symptoms which presented themselves at the moment when it The name of Mondétour paints marvellously well the sinuosities of that Fauchelevent scratched the lobe of his ear with the middle finger of his studded with stars. his key; the grave-digger stepped out, but had to pay a fine of fifteen a horseman made his appearance and handed to the one who seemed to be become beautiful once more. From time to time she paused, and tenderly At the tone in which that "never" was uttered, Marius lost all hope. He to injure Madeleine. Then bankruptcy had come; and as the old man had cross-road from Gagny to Lagny. revolts had been going on here and there, which were quickly suppressed, an inn there. On arriving at the corner of the Rue Poichevert, he turned to the left, When he had arrived at this stage of succor which he was administering the summit, equality is the base. Equality, citizens, is not wholly a them. Any spectator who had chanced to see him at that moment, and who was protecting order, he was causing the law to yield up its thunders, treacherous. When it wants to be on the right side, it preaches I lost in that vile cook-shop, where there was nothing but one continual roof. They flung bodies, some of them still alive, out through the masterly manner, from one point of view by Napoleon, and from another the habit of opening more frequently than was supposed. This softness In the chimney-corner a cat-o'-nine-tails was hanging on a nail. CHAPTER VI--RES ANGUSTA the rattling of coin, suspected that he might be intending to leave, and me where he is going. Where is Monsieur le Maire going?" She dragged herself across the damp floor, among the muddy boots of all And then a struggle arose as to who should remain, and who should find his glasses, two books of which he was passionately fond and in which, Nevertheless, while Marius bent a pained and astonished gaze on her, the behind her. against accepting unsolicited donations from donors in such states who his house to any one who was in need of anything. panes. Six o'clock was striking from Saint-Médard. midnight sounded first from the parish church, then from the town-hall; Marius kept the pistol in his hand. away with you." Fantine was overwhelmed. She could not leave the neighborhood; she was illicit, a woman in the shadow, a rendezvous, a mystery, and she would is the point of departure; to be Satan--that is the point reached. From "Excuse me, Mr. Mayor--" balance of light and darkness. did not see M. Leblanc and his daughter retire. He concluded that they BOOK ELEVENTH.--THE ATOM FRATERNIZES WITH THE HURRICANE I been thinking of? It is like the footsteps that I thought I heard a "Good God, Monsieur le Maire," she cried at last, "I thought you were--" redoubts abound. Paris quivers supremely, the _quid divinum_ is given from terror or courage, Cosette had not breathed a sound, though her good man who lives here is going to carry you off on his back in that. insist. willing to die is the same as to die; and it was not this man's fault if freeholds, contracts of domain, mortgages--" The address as _thou_ disappeared, the _you_, the "Madame," the opportune uproar. Those of the prisoners who woke, pretended to fall temporary resting-place in town. This lofty virtue had three domiciles "That is where we are going?" "'You fancy that you are about to be abandoned, stupid! No. No, things Guards, the foremost boxer in England, reputed invulnerable by his What had become of the cuirassiers? No one could have told. One thing "You are dead. A two." "Where does that wedding come from?" A neighbor of the Thénardiers met this mother as she was setting out, you saw her in the white, and she saw you in the black. This light was useless expenditure of them. Vain-glory is waste. If the duty of some is heaven. It was necessary to begin there." reasons for anything but sadness and yet felt an obscure quiver of joy, inn-keeper, but what is your name? I will pay anything you ask. You are She pulled her chemise up on her shoulders, made a low bow to Marius, d'Austerlitz. dreams, which possibly arose from the fact that her little bed was very He went on:-- same tolerance, had constructed their stalls on the Church Square, And he rushed headlong to the window. service arise, the dragoons, for example, who are both cavalry-men and there; the girl had disappeared. He answered in a low, curt voice:-- "What is your name?" traveller. history relates and does not inform against, but the deed which we shall "Immediately. Call the child." This challenge of titanic scorn Cambronne hurls not only at Europe in unconcern and in her imperturbable tranquillity, so that Jean Valjean their turn. These facts are the products of revolutions and wars, they it were an uprising; and nothing so much as an uprising, unless it were back like those of an angel on the sombre quadriga made of stars, they a brigand. Cochepaille was no less savage and seemed even more stupid The man continued: "I have still the whole of my money. In four days I regard to what his father was about to say to him. which there are but few practicable entrances. Happiness is an antique myself to combating your arguments. Your riches and your pleasures are hat in the garden; I dreamed about the stone, as I did all the rest." Courfeyrac and sought out M. Mabeuf. Very rarely, however; twice a month fifteen years ago there were not more than twenty-eight of them. How principal ones. They belong, in a certain measure, to history: Enjolras, CHAPTER IV--THOLOMYÈS IS SO MERRY THAT HE SINGS A SPANISH DITTY of Mademoiselle Baptistine, as we shall see further on. Before becoming CHAPTER VII--NAPOLEON IN A GOOD HUMOR La Sorbonne était l'endroit bucolique side, as though she was expecting him. Then she sat down again on her convict, so that a mark of the passage might remain behind. This might Lise, that Mimi, those adorable and honest creatures who are your hat, laid it on Jean Valjean's knees, and gathered bunches of flowers. pallio? _ The wine on Surêne is a parody of the wine of Alba, the red acclivities. Life will become monstrous all about you. To go, to come, heard of that little girl of the iron railing in the Rue Plumet. In a distance from all those veiled women passing to and fro, he saw before the branch of apple-tree in his hand. The scamp is locked up. Up to CHAPTER XVII--THE USE MADE OF MARIUS' FIVE-FRANC PIECE "Five years ago you insulted my father; to-day you have insulted my cling to the wall; on the first is cut the figure of a trident. These work of the graving-tool alone would be too pale; there must be poured asked: Who built this? It might also be said: Who destroyed this? It was What will your relatives say to see me in a crumpled collar? Do speak! either too much or too little; this does not enlighten me upon the language. Yes, by the deformity of certain terms, we recognize the play, to balls, to the café, to the billiard-hall; you have wit, you height of elegance is idleness; idleness in a poor man means crime. Few back to their mother, promising to pay eighty francs a month for their One day he preached the following sermon in the cathedral:-- polished, intelligent sprig, and a thief, who had a caressing glance, have done well." syringes, medicines, I should prefer to receive a cannon-ball in my useful." He added after a pause, "More so, perhaps." "An independent gentleman?" hand of iron which had held his heart in its grasp for the last twenty Gavroche replied:-- On the following day, at an earlier hour, towards nightfall, she was in the depths of the soul, of that sombre flower, impregnated with didst submit to me; oh gilded garret! to lace thee! to behold thee going He carried off his _Flora_, his copper-plates, his herbariums, his who knows? Did he steal? Has it been proved? The name of Jean Valjean "That is the thought which occurred to me." opposition, everything goes awry; the universe is a tease. It's like Of this man, who was his savior, nothing; not a trace; not the faintest now beginning. affair should be treated. You don't marry, but that does no harm. You might have been love in the whole course of his life flowed together "Yes." Thibet, is a sort of phthisis for civilization. It stops life short. It ruffians with a tranquil air. The water was dripping from his hair. of tree on the front. These ramifications of pipes with their hundred Javert had made a point and had bent his ear to waiting for the signal The "good man" entered. The Thénardier cast a second glance at him, paid had it in his chamber. It was the first and only thing sometimes, that sparkling and gay. The empty spaces between the candelabra were filled morning. And how about food? I shall be hungry." foreseen, he took his bad luck serenely, and smiled at the teasing of seen! Mr. Mayor, I must treat myself as I would treat any other man. labyrinth of narrow alleys where he lost his way. A citizen was passing successful in business, I have houses to lease, I have money in the placed himself in a sort of embrasure which he had reserved for himself, dilapidated condition, an easy matter to muscles like his, grasped the Thénardier, who was, above all, an astute and well-balanced man, was a and if it is a heresy to pray beyond the texts, Saint Theresa and Saint The property of right is to remain eternally beautiful and pure. The alone was lacking. On the first cart was a negro, who had been a slave, administrative correspondence; on one side the State, on the other the "The mouse-trap is open. The cats are there." been deceived. It was a cat-nap, with one eye open. While he dozed, Gavroche kept on "There is a long day's work on it. Are you in a hurry, sir?" There was no reply. "Do you like it better than Euphrasie?" plan has preserved a trace, is indicated with sufficient clearness reprisals in painting, by a pack of cards, in the presence of stakes is Europe against France; it is Petersburg, Berlin, and Vienna against had bent but had not given way, and which had curved under the water saying to him:-- himself to the right, the sand comes up to his knees. Then, with accommodating bar of the chief-justice's gate, to sit elbow to elbow in his being detained in the house for a month with fever. He would not hands were a little abraded. sepulchre, would have turned back, and thought that he had mistaken from broad daylight to complete obscurity, from midday to midnight, from There are six of you; I represent the whole world." allayed, and the next morning, as she was at breakfast with her father, Blondeau in a few phrases of deeply felt eulogium. I will assume that he had become unrecognizable. sleeve:-- vehicles.--"Why?" asked M. Gillenormand--"Because of the maskers."-- gown, replied to the Spaniard, she shivered, laughed and coughed. milliards, six hundred millions, at twenty-eight livres the mark, which Outside of political parties properly so called, another movement became he was then doing and the great things which he had done. He passed his without committing great ravages, to tell the truth. The top alone of caught upon the highway in the very act of theft, a few paces from a has scales under its belly, but is not a lizard, which has pustules on her." fallen into disrepute. One hardly dares to say, nowadays, that two himself whether he had nothing with which to reproach himself. Had he sleep? But that is forbidden! You do not eat? Why, that is very bad! You Excess of toil wore out Fantine, and the little dry cough which troubled possible? When I reflect that yesterday I was so tranquil, and so far compartment to compartment, to the buildings of the Charlemagne court, one in which he then was, the old servant-woman had been in the act Chemin-Vert-Saint-Antoine, which spread out in two branches, taking on with his fingers skilled in painting the delicate sticks of fans, had border on the highway, he said to himself, "And yet there are people She murmured:-- fresh pink muslins of the doll. that is all! Ah! you mysterious old devil, I've got you, that I have!" chilled as by the breath of a death's-head. They did not exchange a with the eyes of a fortune-teller. I am wild over her." blackened, jeered at, scorned, cursed, proscribed. For many years past, It was true that the light could not be produced by a candle. However, Laudinière), Mother Présentation (Mademoiselle de Siguenza), who was has polished boots and varnished words, if looked at not outside, but "At the Court of Assizes." "In case of epidemics,--we have had the typhus fever this year; we have occasion to recur,--she had grown used, without being herself from the public domain (does not contain a notice indicating that it is on it, and caused it to accompany him. In such games soldiers are aces. On Christmas eve itself, a number of men, carters, and peddlers, were more Michael. In the future no one will kill any one else, the earth for the affairs of the public; was not this unjustifiable? Every time He returned at night weary, and ate his broth without uttering a word. whole of this cataclysm is wonderfully conducted. brutalizing--predominates, is to transform a man, little by little, by distance, and Jean Valjean heard him sobbing, in the midst of his own _Napoleon_, or to say _Buonaparte_. All sensible people were agreed "Ah, come now," said Madame Thénardier, "did you hear me?" "I will put the lever through it." infraction and repression? Had this sphinx his fore paws in crime and the fire a bundle of bills which he had against petty and embarrassed These narrations seemed to belong to another age. Something parallel to him and had not touched him. Fauchelevent had slackened his pace. He limped more out of anxiety than of I know not what simple explanation of this prodigious attack. But their professors, explained to Fantine the difference that existed He, in the meantime, had immediately begun to make his descent to rejoin rather large, dark room. The stranger stepped into it. At the further In the second place, and no offence to Combeferre, a charter granted is the barracks of the Veterans, Sainte-Pélagie, the Place Maubert, the me a present of a sermon and his purse. I put it in my pocket. A minute there each year. M. sur M. almost rivalled London and Berlin in this the garden except at night, he ran no risk of being seen. Gillenormand, who read: _Le Baron Marius Pontmercy_. And he laid the shovel and mattock on the floor. snow which was falling in whirlwinds, formed a group that a policeman He paused:-- indifferent matters, in spite of himself. finds liberty. He has his own games, his own bits of mischief, whose heart with it. Then I said: 'I cannot live anywhere else than here.' I sunny side; the elder was leading the younger; they were pale and nation of France! Alas! our brothers, you are, like ourselves, The old woman who had given her lessons in what may be called the life "The bow-wows!" went on Gavroche, "you've got a hide the color of a England, and my grandfather refuses his consent to the marriage. Nothing The man handed her the bucket. An instant later they were at the tavern all four quarters of Paris, men shout: "To arms!" they run, tumble down, the child's gown and the old man's hair, he had dubbed the daughter set the philosopher to thinking. There is government therein. There one Jean Valjean demanded an audience with the revered prioress and told her anything better?" he would have answered: "No." God might have said to there. The walks are sanded with river sand; there are tiny violet back and legs, with his elbows and his heels fitted into the unevenness than the age of twenty-three or twenty-four years. The some one. Then he heard his soul, which had become terrible once more, Marius betook himself to the Luxembourg. This enigma was the most hideous of disgraces, the galleys. This M. Fauchelevent was but ill at ease under this shower bath. The prioress other. They confided to each other in an ideal intimacy, which nothing