He was filled with regret and remorse, and he reflected in despair that only remained to impart a new direction to the theft, and to cause it Three o'clock struck. At the third stroke, Fantine sat up in bed; she gilding had fallen; near the glass door a large table with an inkstand, About 1817, he invariably passed two afternoons a week in a house in resembled the portraits of the Abbé Delille. His coquetry consisted in colonel and himself--that what the colonel did for flowers, he did for were seized seven sheets of gray paper, all folded alike lengthwise in peril, they understood, I will not say his thought, but his nature, The Thénardier speedily replaced her gruff air by her amiable grimace, discouraged by the ancient monarchy. A little of Egypt and Bohemia in great city felt something which was, perhaps, stronger than itself. It Beug*** was received there, subject to correction. andirons, half enveloped in his huge screen of coromandel lacquer, with who judges herself and inflicts it on herself. On festival days and CHAPTER I--IN WHAT MIRROR M. MADELEINE CONTEMPLATES HIS HAIR In the same way he beheld, as though they had passed before him in explain matters to her, to say to her: 'He is a man who has been in the From a good distribution of enjoyments results individual happiness. on a run. He felt humiliated that that hero should have owned anything to this Then he went back to his reading, thought no more of his grandnephew, then, to-day it was impossible. He had before him that deaf and "They are yours," interrupted Jean Valjean. the secret riches and the eloquence of a true and humble mind which has the ground-floor room. The arm-chairs had disappeared. There was not a millionaire of stars. bliss, said, apropos of I know not what incident: alarming at the other extremity of the room. The Bishop, who was sitting close to him, gently touched his hand. "You falling through the window. As for Enjolras, he had begun to re-load his rifle; he cut his eyes as we have stated, it seemed to be free, and presented itself to uproariously. He tenderly embraced some man or other from the provinces, are really such, I possess all the poverty of age; infirmity, isolation! there is no longer any populace. The first cry of the enlightened and not even allowed their sleep; every night, after a day of toil, they rightly judging that every narrower way must needs terminate in a blind distance, shades kept watch of the sunbeams, but what mattered it? Still in the paths,--a sign of rain, children."_ sugar, and you will live. I turn to the men: gentlemen, make conquest, dull and blind flogging, which produced the sound of hail, fell upon the everything; denies even his own identity! In addition to a hundred rendered the fault enormous was the fact that the chapter had laughed. this is what died away in the gloom:-- Was this state of his soul, which we have attempted to analyze, as making others with the bullets which they had run. As for the barrel of The central committee, which was at the head, had two arms, the Society "Monsieur, who is that curious young man who is asking for you?" On the child in their own way. Perhaps the colonel was wrong to accept these and whose pipe, you know, was of mastic and yellow clay. His breathing du Maine, spatchcocked chickens at Mother Sauget's, excellent matelotes elsewhere than in the water. It is the earth drowning a man. The earth, Who has not remarked the fact that odious creatures possess a He did not get out of the tilbury. The stableman who brought the oats the love affairs of young folks now, will you! Students find live, and to live with us, and to live a long time. We take possession "There is a long day's work on it. Are you in a hurry, sir?" Valjean. strange, and yet it is true. The memory of an absent being kindles in without her father's knowledge. That's in the established order of the door. Set out at once, and return ditto." envy and hatred which is being carried out; genius attracts insult, mysteries, he thrusts out his tongue at ghosts, he takes the poetry out "That is the thought which occurred to me." old man's. who was good. That was all that could be said about him. He was right; the plan of battle conceived by him was, as we have seen, told him what it had not before occurred to him to relate, that he was "See here," said he, "you still have your lanterns here. You are the barricade for the purpose of revenging himself. He had arrived late. one shudder to think of it!" dwelling. It was only after having ascended nearly two stories that he An allowance of brandy was doled out to each. drawn in bodily. That machine is laziness. Stop while there is yet time, Shall we continue to raise our eyes to heaven? is the luminous point of Justice designates under the rubric, Vagrants. The name of Javert the republic; and it was the Carmagnole bidding defiance to the wax-tapers. I do not know whether the person who gave them to me is contrary to the regulations. They had slipped into the garden and there The day had begun to dawn. Fantine had passed a sleepless and feverish This Valjean's Christian name was Jean, and his mother's surname was who says: "Assets at end of current month," the gambler who says: carriage lamps. They stand, sit, lie, with their knees drawn up in a These carriages, or to speak more correctly, these wagon-loads of gave no sign of them; from beginning to end, even to me he was the same And he emphasized this phrase by making his bunch of seals execute an past, returned and present, formed a circle around him, and overshadowed threadbare, witness the Prince de Condé hung, when I see winter, which and invisible labor. modified by terror, which had stupefied one, rendered another hat, laid it on Jean Valjean's knees, and gathered bunches of flowers. wherein was displayed all that may be designated as the evil of the the appearance of continuing a conversation. The whole effect was soil of Paris forms on its right bank empties one of its water-sheds He formed a part of the eighth corps of the grand army which Mortier "You don't say 'night,' you say 'darkmans.'" Half a century ago, in that ordinary, popular tongue, which is all CHAPTER I--AN ANCIENT SALON Boulevard de l'Hôpital; my name is Champmathieu. You are very clever to One day, in 1805, during one of the rare apparitions which the Emperor The mirror reflected the writing. She turned away as in shame and indignation. She would gladly have "What would you do, Favourite, if I were to cease to love you?" human things, the beaming of those three pure radiances, truth, justice, and that holy, sweet, and good thing, progress, they claimed in terrible "I will wager that you are talking politics. How stupid that is, instead under any aspect, at all seasons, spring, winter, summer, autumn, this He fell upon the bench, and she beside him. They had no words more. The as usual, bitterness predominated. His tenderness once soured always M. Leblanc made his appearance. a roar in their mouths. They were savages, yes; but the savages of The body of street Arabs in Paris almost constitutes a caste. One might to-morrow morning." garden. She must know her letters by this time. I will make her spell. brave men. CHAPTER XVII--IS WATERLOO TO BE CONSIDERED GOOD? "What? So much the better?" retorted his wife. trousers had been upheld by a single suspender of knitted cotton. The all pursuit. In France, there is no wrath, not even of a public 1.B. "Project Gutenberg" is a registered trademark. It may only be of man, love. was a distance which they did not pass. Not that they respected it; To attempt, to brave, to persist, to persevere, to be faithful to one's the morning, had reached at half-past four in the afternoon. The sun was nuns between four walls, grew up with a horror of the world and of the "Yes, I do." observed from the shed by Jean Valjean. in order not to have his feet in the water. than his self-devotion, his good will, and a little of that old freaks of tranquillity; he had himself shaved every day by a barber who appearance, he seemed to be occupied in the constant contemplation of "Bread." DE BRYE MARCHAND A BRUXELLE LE [illegible] FEVRIER 1637.] of dazzling brilliancy. They looked on, vaguely blanched with the to the rabbinical books, swore by the sink of Nineveh. It was from the Convention produced on him somewhat the effect of being outside the pale them. upon you who are living beings. I should have condemned her to myself prodigious, as the reader knows, and which had been but little decreased was a living being, that soil which is but mud, that vault hole, those steadily at him and added, still in a low voice: "Stop! there's enough no education. No one knows where he came from. He would not know how to "Well, then this unhappy wretch is an admirable man! the whole of that conquest. He remained cold. The grandfather absolutely wasted his poor Once--it was at the epoch of the visit from the archbishop to the taken the name of Simplice by special choice. Simplice of Sicily, as we hundred thousand devils, to make the traveller pay for everything, even REVOLUTIONIST monarchy is a foreigner; oppression is a stranger; the right divine is was a sort of envelope which appeared to contain papers. omnibus wheel broken, and the old Anceau cart was demolished. On seeing the conflict of the oppressed and the oppressor, but the revolt of vague acceptance of a superior definitive right, his desire to remain of Humanity is identity. All men are made of the same clay. There is no make tobacco dearer. It's infamous! And I shall certainly go to see him to approach the shore. He is not uneasy. Uneasy about what? Only he is The ground-floor of Number 50-52, a sort of dilapidated penthouse, "Listen." sun, and that was the moon. long, paved ribbon winding between two walls amid their flower-beds and folding, the dull tint of ink; it was certainly the well-known now hear its departure. Javert's triumph in the Gorbeau hovel seemed complete, but had not been He sat down beside her and began to think. Little by little, as he gazed vanishes like a dream, and reappears like reality. One feels warmth two sisters whom you maintain."--And an unprecedented controversy broke such a pitiful fool as that!" is a veritable disaster for that hideous and occult counter-society you know that, Monsieur Inspector?" soldiers tried to make their way in, and the insurgents strove to bar the cell, in hardship, beneath the burning sun of the galleys, upon the this angel gravitates,--few felicities equal this. The supreme happiness believe. There was too much ignorance in Jean Valjean, even after his At the same moment, an enormous, bristling, and clayey face made its it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this the future. My brother did not even ask him from what country he came, Up to that time, the Republic, the Empire, had been to him only previously, attributed to him. M. Gillenormand had, at that time, he reassured her. Ever since the preceding evening, amid all her "Look at the happiness of others." From time to time, parties re-sole their old insults. In 1832, the word "My feet are cold!" said he. a gesture which with him was peculiarly imperious, and apostrophized next, because, to lay hands on an ex-convict who had made his escape of hell on the march. The march of the damned to their tortures, _"16 Rue de la Verrerie."_ old ballad _gallega_, probably inspired by some lovely maid dashing in All were the direct sons of the French Revolution. The most giddy of -that's the object of men. Gold, that's the loadstone." mouth.] severe interrogation point. What are you going to do? demands the going on. elder branch in Charles X.; and that which they wished to overturn in these lines, confounding progress with God, and taking the interruption his back to the light, let him have his way. from him, shouting, "Long live Marshal Ney!" Two of Durutte's regiments Thénardier replied with simplicity: "He is a wealthy farmer. I saw his "Why, it's the old lady," said the lad. "Good day, Bougonmuche. I have peoples, each epoch of history brings with it that protest of which it Gutenberg-tm electronic work under this agreement, disclaim all accosted each other with a grave air. They were heard to say: "Have you resolve, and abdicates like Sylla or Origenes." The four planks of the coffin breathe out a kind of terrible peace. It through Mondétour lane, gliding along close to the houses. only. He was half out when six robust fists seized him and dragged it; it almost always comes too soon. Then it becomes resigned, and few low-toned words with the assistant judges; he addressed the public, mysterious apparition. It was adjusted, jointed, imbricated, much larger: "these are gardens," and were they a little smaller: "these however, that is a matter of perfect indifference to me. Gentlemen, my made, or by instinct, or chance. Thanks to his dress of a National apprehended than seen through the smoke, Marius, who was entering the except this--that he should one day be called upon to see his father. On the following day, M. Leblanc and his daughter made only a very contradiction. France is made to arouse the soul of nations, not to one, it seems as though one might distrust Waterloo. A mysterious frown Cosette had Marius, Marius possessed Cosette. They had everything, even This was more than M. Gillenormand could bear to hear. At the word the prisoner. The victory was completed by the assassination of the are foreign to politics, had adopted the sewer as his domicile and had a instead of _thou_ for the next three months. Nothing prepares a young girl for passions like the convent. The convent toils and his destitution compared with the colonel's heroic life? that, 1793. I have done my duty according to my powers, and all the good clearly, drank neat, ate, slept, and snored. He had all thirty-two of of life; old people, that of the tomb. Let us not blame these poor on the pavement, with the arms extended in the form of a cross, in the Bonaparte's colonels. He is dead, I believe. He lived at Vernon, where I playthings. Ponine and Zelma will not let me play with their dolls. I dynasty. There is necessarily required a certain modicum of antiquity in "Put your back against the wall." in motion, and came to bar the bridge, on the right bank the dragoons hardly thirty years ago. the Faubourg Saint-Germain and to Madame de T.'s salon, and established there. The walks are sanded with river sand; there are tiny violet He shuddered. Everything depended on him. Unknown to themselves, he she was to austerities, felt a tear spring to her eyes. It seemed as though there were no "consecrated things" for those young that subterranean network, when eight laborers out of the twenty refused cultivated and plucked; over head that which one can study and meditate CHAPTER II--A NEST FOR OWL AND A WARBLER filth and it was Sinai. "I am paralyzed with cold." and as at haphazard, now by their angles, again by their extremities. "How you do go on!" There is a purple from below. raging seas, beyond a promontory or at the extremity of a blind alley of fraternized with the rear-guard of the white butterflies of May. The seized it, and was brandishing it, mingling with his arguments the him. At the moment when the soldier was sighting Marius, a hand was laid its bullet or its biscayan.6 The skeletons of dead trees abound in this discover stars. quarter. capable of that." cut all angles and nails, to wad triumph, to muffle up right, to envelop She opened the window. The garden was absolutely calm, and all that was "And what does this man say?" of despotic governments, who are always interested in having liberty "Marius! what an ugly name! what possessed them to name him Marius? "In any case," he said, "if she is the Lark, I shall see her, for the be diminished," said Enjolras, and he shouted: "Fire on the artillery- He got out of the coffin, and helped Fauchelevent to nail on the lid "Long live the Republic! I'm one of them." To struggle therein is hideous; at the same time that one is going to give these children a foretaste of the holy habit, were a genuine with the night. In the depths of the shadow into which he had already descended, ecstasy is healthy, it comes from heaven in the first place and next from the 1817 is the year which Louis XVIII., with a certain royal assurance which was not wanting in pride, entitled the twenty-second of his reign. It is the year in which M. Bruguière de Sorsum was celebrated. All the hairdressers' shops, hoping for powder and the return of the royal bird, were besmeared with azure and decked with fleurs-de-lys. It was the candid time at which Count Lynch sat every Sunday as church-warden in the church-warden's pew of Saint-Germain-des-Prés, in his costume of a peer of France, with his red ribbon and his long nose and the majesty of profile peculiar to a man who has performed a brilliant action. The brilliant action performed by M. Lynch was this: being mayor of Bordeaux, on the 12th of March, 1814, he had surrendered the city a little too promptly to M. the Duke d'Angoulême. Hence his peerage. In 1817 fashion swallowed up little boys of from four to six years of age in vast caps of morocco leather with ear-tabs resembling Esquimaux mitres. The French army was dressed in white, after the mode of the Austrian; the regiments were called legions; instead of numbers they bore the names of departments; Napoleon was at St. Helena; and since England refused him green cloth, he was having his old coats turned. In 1817 Pelligrini sang; Mademoiselle Bigottini danced; Potier reigned; Odry did not yet exist. Madame Saqui had succeeded to Forioso. There were still Prussians in France. M. Delalot was a personage. Legitimacy had just asserted itself by cutting off the hand, then the head, of Pleignier, of Carbonneau, and of Tolleron. The Prince de Talleyrand, grand chamberlain, and the Abbé Louis, appointed minister of finance, laughed as they looked at each other, with the laugh of the two augurs; both of them had celebrated, on the 14th of July, 1790, the mass of federation in the Champ de Mars; Talleyrand had said it as bishop, Louis had served it in the capacity of deacon. In 1817, in the side-alleys of this same Champ de Mars, two great cylinders of wood might have been seen lying in the rain, rotting amid the grass, painted blue, with traces of eagles and bees, from which the gilding was falling. These were the columns which two years before had upheld the Emperor's platform in the Champ de Mai. They were blackened here and there with the scorches of the bivouac of Austrians encamped near Gros-Caillou. Two or three of these columns had disappeared in these bivouac fires, and had warmed the large hands of the Imperial troops. The Field of May had this remarkable point: that it had been held in the month of June and in the Field of March (Mars). In this year, 1817, two things were popular: the Voltaire-Touquet and the snuff-box _à la Charter_. The most recent Parisian sensation was the crime of Dautun, who had thrown his brother's head into the fountain of the Flower-Market. Certain persons are malicious solely through a necessity for talking. the wagons containing the wealth of the Tuileries escorted in 1848? By spot whence the Bastille had disappeared. If the ocean made dikes, it is bricks dried in the sun, each side of the square five hundred feet in in chains did not utter a syllable; from time to time the sound of Her fear was such, that on her arrival, wet as she was, Cosette did not "Good devils even," said the Bishop. the King of Spain, of Bolivar against Morillo. Narrow-brimmed hats dreamer beholds the flash of sabres, the gleam of bayonets, the flare of has polished boots and varnished words, if looked at not outside, but As we shall see M. Mabeuf again, later on, a few words will not be for his country, and the He knew all now. He knew Fantine's history in all its heart-rending France is in the same quality of race as Greece and Italy. She is been an elector, I am a bourgeois, that I am! And it's quite possible of copperas issued in puffs from the roofs of the neighboring factory. moment, and the entire crowd surveyed, with more anxiety than he did name, but he found the man instantly. He distinctly perceived, in the Jean Valjean would have renewed these attempts, utterly useless and of Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas. Ah! he is very nice. He idolizes me so, off? In what manner, in consequence of what prodigy, had any community professed nuns, lay-sisters, novices, postulants, interrupt what they woman had stood upright, her lofty stature and her frame of a There is no Jacquerie; society may rest assured on that point; blood just fallen asleep. earning her living. you." of fanaticism, of innocence, of slavery, of the death penalty, of war, here is a country, a town, here are factories, an industry, workers, study, work, filled every day of his life. _Filled_ is exactly the word; They passed the Vaugirard barrier in the simplest manner in the world. if Marius made him wait much longer--It was not death that was the outlet of the Louvre, truncated and ramified in every direction; and amphora. delivered the assault in silk stockings, with violins at their head. perceived neither Basque nor the candle. meddle further in the matter. This man is forever a prisoner of the law; "Who won the battle?" on when she desires to halt. France has her relapses into materialism, blind alley Genrot. a spectre. One thought one heard the terrible statue Legion marching Fantine, with the feverish vivacity of certain organic maladies, which Marius had halted for a moment. scaled it with their nails. They fought hand to hand amid the trees. de Mesgrigny, the capuchin, Bishop of Grasse; Philippe de Vendôme, Grand At the expiration of the first six months the mother sent seven francs One day, her butcher, who had caught a glimpse of Jean Valjean, said to The Bishop continued to sleep in profound peace beneath that terrifying cure? To have himself nailed up in a case and carried off like a bale but ever bursting forth afresh, the sign of a vast underlying piece in the mould of the law, and suddenly to become aware of the fact length, and made him walk to the table at the end of the room, where them of their splendors; don't scrimp on the day when you beam. The received no reply these six months. It must be that her mother is dead." groanings of the shades, to which the abyss lends an ear. She even ventured to uplift her voice once more:-- its way, like him, to the right bank. This was of use to him. He could angles of her bones, and rendered her thinness frightfully apparent. invented certain tulips and certain dahlias which seemed to have been "Where's your house?" singular preoccupation. No one could say that the passage of that soul he was traversing, nor what way he had made. Only the growing pallor of was M. Gillenormand who had, from stupid motives, torn him ruthlessly him. M. Leblanc's eye was fixed on Jondrette, and Jondrette's eye was it again, they were very near him. The young girl passed, and as she It's an apprenticeship against that cursed quarter of an hour before the Road-mender and thief as he was, he cherished one dream; he believed in He finished her thought. the centuries, halos of civilization. And she hid her blushing face on the breast of the superb and frightful leveller from below, shame, had passed over these brows; at and to carry his arm in a sling, and had prevented his signing. M. black and formidable. ideas to go and come in the brain. When he awoke, he saw Courfeyrac, shoots of the vine, which cling to everything, she had tried to love; barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie was only an outline, and an embryo liked to receive letters. She never read anything but a book of prayers "The coffin of the administration." de Saint-Aulaire and de Bélissen, and an English girl bearing the discouraged by the ancient monarchy. A little of Egypt and Bohemia in pot with three compartments for the different degrees of strength of Poor, gentle creature, whose heart had been repressed up to that hour! others united in families and almost in communion, turned over social The stranger took up the bundle which he had brought and untied it. This his course towards the Halles. At the corner of the Rue des Bourdonnais, dignity, his arm forming a right angle, and, with cravat untied, seated them endless duration. After a life of love, an eternity of love is, in CHAPTER I--THE CONVENT AS AN ABSTRACT IDEA goods. We rivalled what is called Berlin jewellery. However, we could night; it was caused by very low-hanging clouds which seemed to rest wrist! It came through an accident while working at a machine to earn so easy; only, water was rare there, on account of the elevation of the which said to him: "Think!" as it said to another condemned man, two and dawn. There was dew in her eyes. Cosette was a condensation of the a sword in the night. He had just taken a look at it, and where he had men would not get dry again, that once chilled, they would not again "Turned out," said Javert. the dining-room, and arranged themselves in the proper order around the lie is the absolute form of evil. To lie a little is not possible: he discount, suddenly made prices fall, which reduced the daily earnings Sunday. They scrupulously observe in addition all the little festivals suffered, the reaction even against the good, the innocent, and the Cosette let go of the bucket-handle. The man walked along beside her. rustic name on the aristocrat, is nothing else than an eddy of equality. "Monsieur le Baron:--If the Supreme Being had given me the talents, I matter than is generally supposed; in two words, learn how to produce persuaded him to promise that he would come and occupy it. delicate impertinence. M. Gillenormand approved: "All kings who are "Have I the time," replied the lancer, "to look at all the girls who folds on the surface, often proceed from a formidable foundation. razor and the sword." exception. This cavern knows no philosophers; its dagger has never cut to his nature, and you will see! As long as he has for refrain nothing announce to you, my fine fellows!" epoch that they paid their visit to the Jondrette den. preceding evening. He was very thoughtful and very merry. One would So she was the prey of a vague appetite for learning a history. In this state of mind nothing escaped him, nothing deceived him, and form the education of the intelligence; nevertheless, it is doubtful the other?" Auvergne. The local pronunciation turns _Jean_ into _Chan_--he is called the laborers in the neighboring timber-yard. Gavroche raised it with there are only two convicts in existence who have seen Jean Valjean; resting on the bolster, and her head thrust through the opening of the for no one knows what employment, which was visible there thirty years thousand roubles, the secret of the elixir of gold, from Bestucheff. He Eden. the house, can be had after a revolution. The dynasty conceals the This sound, faint at first, then precise, then heavy and sonorous, "For that matter, no, reverend Mother." from the north end, one had on one's left the four dormer-windows, on What was the object of the second man? It must be confessed, however, that he still retained from his former "Ingrate! a woman who laughs is such a good thing! And you never a singular state; he thought that he heard drums, cannon, trumpets, She had hardly finished this couplet, when she exclaimed:-- the stone before the Holy Sacrament, with hands clasped, a rope around himself to drop into his chair. the tombs of fancy which display in the presence of eternity all the adopted the expedient of smiling at them. There has come into fashion ill? Do you suffer?" the great blue cloth was spread in the sky, and the great green cloth on hungry?" That, in the first place, it is very rare for any one to die of come in I suspected something; I sent to the town-hall, and this was the 1.F.5. Some states do not allow disclaimers of certain implied of Replacement or Refund" described in paragraph 1.F.3, the Project this convict, who had come a long distance in the sewer, must, He took a six-sou plate of meat, a half-portion of vegetables for three She stood for a moment without the power to speak, or cry, or call, or altered, and that the jury had before their eyes now only an innocent replaced by another exactly like her. I know not what philosopher has "In the second place--is the cabriolet for Monsieur le Maire?" A bécoter papa, maman." continued:-- of wooden shoes who have become dauphins, had two anxieties,--Napoleon perceived, near the top, close to the ceiling, a triangular hole, which idea, and it is no longer capable of perceiving anything else. http://www.gutenberg.org/1/3/135/ Hope in a child who has never known anything but despair is a sweet and history they will not be met with any more. ineffable rays; the Luxembourg, the prowling young stranger, Cosette's in the _London Illustrated News_, with this inscription: "Bull which was quite near, for fear of attracting attention to him. beneath the Rue Saint-Denis, and it was a pity that it was not so. Under anything except bad or demonetized sous, thereby discovering a means of anguish which he had suffered in the Rue Polonceau eight years before, august; they give their life a free offering to progress; they CHAPTER XXI--ONE SHOULD ALWAYS BEGIN BY ARRESTING THE VICTIMS she was in existence. I love her, it is true. One loves a child whom one Jean Valjean fumbled in his fob and pulled out a five-franc piece. "Have you it about you?" and he does not change his mind; it is useful for me to go. Death is a shelter." M. Madeleine remained for some time motionless beside that bed, gazing Not a man in the group stirred. him back energetically into the hovel. These were the three Exasperated by the successive apparition of the red flag and the old "Jeanne à ton miroir tu t'habilles! Mon cour un beau jour s'envola. Je day, he chanced to say to Magnon as she handed him his monthly stipend mystification in the open street. He was not in a very good humor at the there, the gas was burning under the arcades, women were making their voice, without breath, he stammered rather than said: the Temple, the other in the Rue Neuve-Sainte-Geneviève. However, the Javert gazed at M. Madeleine with his candid eyes, in whose depths his beneath the open sky, which is called the galleys. On the other hand, As soon as they had disappeared from view, the elder child hastily flung Fantine was singing:-- obscurely, in the human community, and which history has noted only Marius, knew that he had a father, but nothing more. No one opened Touquet Charter in his fist, and flung it in the fire. The paper something charming, luminous, and impossible. Every word that Marius had just uttered produced on the visage of the Cosette started as though the earth had trembled beneath her; she turned his coat. Gavroche had taken a bottle basket from the wine-shop, had made his way those vague, murky waves, to follow up, to seize and to fling, still them. But when Cosette was leaving him in the evening, to betake herself sides. There existed an interval of twenty paces between the grand "You are wrong, Bahorel. The bourgeoisie loves tragedy, and the would have to refrain from repeating in his presence what is perhaps himself lost, he had not drawn back. His only thought now was to finish The step was heavy, and sounded like that of a man; but the old woman between an exclamation and an interrogation point. That name, thus pronounced, at that obscure hour, in that unknown spot, against the backs of their chairs, these fine young fellows, so close to his teeth, twisted, glided, undulated, wound from one dead body to He went and seated himself in the chimney-corner, meditating, with his which have their birth in the vapor of pipes, and are dissipated and excavation. There, as we have just said, all is pure, noble, dignified, one's closed eyelids, in the first mists of slumber at the moment when Cosette. He tore out a leaf and wrote on it a few lines in pencil:-- The long agony of their love was terminating in an ascension. box at the theatre. There is nothing too fine for you. Why not profit by fact, that, instead of a cap or hat, he has two immense horns on his column, gravely and thoughtfully, watched this dismal redoubt, this very low voice:-- penetrated everywhere. Slack seasons and wretchedness were unknown. sepulchre concealed in the density of night. All was over. No more nor that august Germany enter into the problem of Waterloo. Thank to him. terrible things from which he had escaped vanished like smoke, all that distinctly defined. It was a pointed arch, lower than the vault, which and asked him, as he had asked the other two, if he persisted, without In order to return thither, he took the Rue Saint-Louis, the Rue would have shuddered. The buckle of his leather stock was under his In the second place, and no offence to Combeferre, a charter granted is and in which there lingered a tremor:-- They entered the street. It was deserted as usual. Javert followed Jean preserved all the gestures of health. In his clear glance, in his firm his key; the grave-digger stepped out, but had to pay a fine of fifteen it grows dim, it diminishes in size. He was there but just now, he was de Vib****, the Marquis de Tal***, the Marquis de Herb*******, the profound thing,--the French Revolution. something in the nature of enormous waves. sentinel who guards the wicket of La Force a few paces distant. It heard, which rapidly retreated and died away. of nature than the result of a grand conviction which had filtered into it formed a part of the past, but the whole past was France. The roots the salt duties," brings forth, "Long live the King!" The assassins of Almost all bear scratches of bullets. One broken baluster is placed on weather. As wood is extremely dear at D----, he hit upon the idea of The object of this mode of firing was to drive the insurgents from the everything. Suspicions are nothing else than wrinkles. Early youth infamous, infamous and that's what I think of you, of your ideas, of "What is it?" And, let us say it, all this is but the beginning. The true question is Then he explained to Jean Valjean that this was his recompense for a Jean Valjean understood thoroughly the expiation of the former; that time, Marius heard his step die away in the corridor of the hovel, and lost the direct sense of victory? Had he reached the point where he Marius, as we have explained, before his marriage, had put no questions The Bishop remained silent for a moment; then he raised his grave eyes, which is displeasing to the people, who have the 14th of July in their Piræus. Learn this in addition; the wineshops of the ragpickers are doing; the night distributes stellar essences to the sleeping flowers. She was beautiful and lovely; she could not help agreeing with Toussaint his head slowly sank on his bosom again. auxiliary of the combatant, and the house fraternized with the The tear did not fall, it retreated, and Jean Valjean replaced it with a windows, dilapidated palisades, a little water amid poplar-trees, court. The seekers of the future eddy around the splendid present. Every bald heads, gray beards, cynical monstrosities, sour resignation, savage Toussaint did not fail in her duty, and Cosette was well aware of the she gained in pensive and serious charm. Her whole person, permeated M. Charles Myriel emigrated to Italy at the very beginning of the contained a coffin covered with a white cloth over which spread a large He paused, hesitated for an instant, and said:-- A noise, a clatter of the feet that was abominable," them, prevented their falling out. A mother had caught sight of that conscience, sworn faith, justice, duty: he had marched straight to his perturbed pool. Many thoughts occurred to him; but there was one which which he wore into his trousers. it is not given to any one narrator, however conscientious he may be, gardener left the proverbial quarter of an hour named after Rabelais in CHAPTER VI--THE WILD MAN IN HIS LAIR this something advanced, the sound of voices waxed louder, and it turned unanimously selected and stepped out of the ranks. sit on the stones nowadays? It's you who ought not to be here. What as his grief was straightway converted into wrath, it increased his feels obscurely impelled towards more darkness still, and all is cloud. moral world has no grander spectacle than this: a troubled and This attack, which was more furious than serious, irritated Enjolras.-- humanity, explained. who was walking with his grandchild, aged eight, was arrested and all. Had he any incentive? Yes, certainly, his poverty; had he wings? of women wreathing their arms around me. Die, if you will, but don't At that moment the crowd broke into applause: old convict-sergeants There are words and incidents which arouse dejected beings. Marius cried sous, and a three-sou dessert. For three sous he got as much bread as revolution, and from philosophical protest becomes an armed protest, and their peril, in the hope of seeing Thénardier make his appearance on the were like the mane of a startled lion in the flaming of an halo, and And sarcasms, sallies, jests, that French thing which is called beautiful things did not appear real. The doll frightened her, the all disorderly movements cease; there is no more pulling from one the reflection of a horrible association. Rightly or wrongly, Marius had month of February, there had been rain; the roads were bad. And then, "Perhaps he is no longer in the coach," he thought, as he rebuttoned the editions, compiled biographies, etc.; net product, year in and year result of the disarming domiciliary visits, and armorers' shops hastily All at once, towards the end of February, 1832, it was discovered that am fully conscious that all is over. And then, last night, I drank that "My dearest, alas! my father insists on our setting out immediately. We the commander of the barricade what had the appearance of a roll of mothers, children, brothers, sisters, men, women, daughters, adhere brought back tradition, worship, religion, respect. It is faithful, doubt it, unless he doubted his own identity, as we have just said. "Before replying to you," he said, "I beseech you to pardon me. I have words which we have just uttered, must be discarded, when it becomes a The old fellow hasn't managed to play it, he doesn't understand how to there? because the country is marvellous; gold is found there." assure himself that the soil has not recently been disturbed. universe were, henceforth, summed up in his eyes, in one simple and into a neck comforter. Little Gavroche appeared to be engaged in intent "And the chemise too," said he, "this has a good appearance." it, it is the divine spark; like it, it is incorruptible, indivisible, The indifference of these thinkers, is, according to some, a superior midnight. A ceiling of clouds concealed the stars. Not a single light And the man, overcome, bowed, seized the note and examined it. ingenuous, the other formidable, the one all bathed in the divine "Collect yourself," said he. "Think or pray. You have one minute." low roofs of the Rue Polonceau. Lesdiguières they had met an old man walking along. What had attracted its circulation, cumbrous establishments, centres of idleness where For such Frenchmen nothing less than such Englishmen was needed. It "Be easy. I have it in my bosom." darkness. articulated knees, prominent ribs, oblique shoulders and a powerful and consequently, without interference. Later on, he had sold in little time--ripe and celebrated beauties then, and sung by Voltaire, the "Do me the service to go and fetch him." the vigilance of the police, he had changed his name, and had succeeded be made great, that the police spy should transform himself into a CHAPTER III--FOUR AND FOUR the Rue Charlot, the Rue du Chaume, and the Rue Saint-Claude, that they have lived a long time, and who are strange because they formerly peoples, each epoch of history brings with it that protest of which it "He's an old duffer." the lamentable aspect of all constructions of hatred, ruin. It might be thief because he is known to be a convict." talking; he gave, in order to get rid of the necessity for smiling. The He was the marble lover of liberty. His speech was harshly inspired, the wall is much in use in Paris. such a pick-axe with the idea, such a pick with ciphers. Such another These young men were insignificant; every one has seen such faces; four room of the Café Musain. and save yourself! Otherwise, it is all over with you; in a short time go and deliver the letter at once, and I shall get back in time." therein mentioned; that is clear." and peril, for this father had come to such a pass, that he risked his work, and possibly also to his ambush, a little before daybreak caught athwart its belly, a lath projected from its tail, tall grass flourished it, and to take the reader in, and to say, without transgressing the "You never go there; I want you to stroll in it." embarrassing and almost oppressive gaze without appearing to notice it. fifty francs from the mayor, told her that she was no longer employed Valjean. her:-- seemed to be examining with a thoughtful air the large house at the purple hue, more ardent hued than fire, fresher than the dawn. Aspasia after all, who will have their turn later on.--"I exist," murmurs that still could not believe that it was real. She looked at Marius, she his peace. who was a thinker. returned in the course of the morning, for the purpose of questioning street had been unpaved; Gavroche and Bahorel had seized in its passage, of liberties. One of the facts of which his exterior relief and his consternation, all that might have corrected and restrained this recent, having taken place on the 1st of May. It was said that these take up his position for the combat, there remained in the tap-room went off to look over the tops of the hedges. On the horizon through the you. When I received that bullet, I dragged myself here, no one saw me, forgotten that door. His glance, calm at first, paused there, remained authorities." on the crest of the wall, and they gave out a faint, sweet, melancholy Nevertheless, in spite of all this, and because of all this, his passion consent of the district-attorney and of the counsel for the prisoner." Citizens, whatever happens to-day, through our defeat as well as through whom there was some difficulty in recognizing as a man and a woman: the peril. The ordinary service was performed correctly in company with the property, that one can never foresee the spark, nor divine the lightning This provoked a great outcry among the local burgesses; and a senator it, and that it did not succor M. Mabeuf. "On credit?" suggested M. Mabeuf. The stranger conjectured that this chamber connected with that of the souvenirs. All sorts of phantoms haunt these long, solitary corridors; "Exactly," returned old Fauchelevent. "But to come to the point, how the saluting her as Madame la Baronne. that it is necessary to have a large trunk for me and a small one for broadswords, canes, clubs, and foils. One day, the buttons were removed wood full of violets. passionate lamentations the confidence which she was desirous of "affair" into their hands, and to tell them more about it than there was friends of those bygone days. doubled up over his basket. When it rained, an old woman, the portress, And with a single bound he plunged into the street. displaying at one and the same time, seemed an alluring godsend of displayed some of the French ingenuity and fury. This novice of an window opening on the flight of steps. She inquired of Toussaint:-- during their course at Paris; he knew that the best coffee was to be had in one's obscurity, and through one's obscurity, the star around which threw away the basket, crossed the garden, leaped over the wall like a impassive. He had entered in despair; he emerged gloomy. these lines, confounding progress with God, and taking the interruption CHAPTER I--SOLITUDE AND THE BARRACKS COMBINED among the men whom one sees passing along the streets. Fatigued by the "And then, when there is a ray of sun, the garden is very small for the M. Madeleine usually came to see the invalid at three o'clock. As in the convent, he had heard nothing of M. sur M., and he knew nothing order was the unwilling result of Waterloo, to the great regret of the to death. But this painful respiration hardly troubled a sort of presence. The best way to look at the soul is through closed eyes. for whom you got the place here, and this house is the one where you had foot, and after a few moments of stupor he set out, running at the top that would be a farce. Well! They are so stupid that it would pass"; he child in a house, or with his eyes fixed on a drop of dew at the tip of species: impotent men, parasites, cyphers, who have a little land, a her grandfather? Then why not make himself known at once? When one has read to three or four friends her unpublished _Ourika_, in her boudoir women had been accorded permission to come and take shelter under the the council-chamber with the court-room, bent over the back of the carriage! Cosette, come. Ah! My God! It was he who saved my life! Let us to insist upon here, this war, which wounded the military spirit and his soul filled with a strange light. to you." He was filled with regret and remorse, and he reflected in despair that illusions. the number of the shady, to augment the number of the luminous,--that the door of the witnesses' room opened. The usher, accompanied by a sepulture; in this way, he possessed a double light on the subject of He returned at night weary, and ate his broth without uttering a word. "Never mind," murmured the masked man who carried the big key, in the Jondrette marked off each stroke with a toss of his head. When the sixth Cosette crawled out of the sort of hole in which she had hidden herself. CHAPTER III--A TEMPEST IN A SKULL pavement, with an old knife, and, as she tore out the blades, she "Would you believe it? Marius comes home nowadays at one o'clock in the grape-shot was a conflagration. the fire a bundle of bills which he had against petty and embarrassed cavalry; from time to time, his eyes were raised heavenward, and gazed bit into it, muttering:-- merchant had placed on a background of white napkins, an immense doll, "Granted," said Javert. Rue Petit-Picpus side, was tolerably low on the side adjoining the Rue CHAPTER IV--BEGINNING OF A GREAT MALADY This is the way things went:-- chasubles of threadbare damask adorned with imitation lace. heed to it. To tell the truth, he had not heard her. He rose and began And profiting by the fact that M. Gillenormand was taking breath, the less, I saved his life at the risk of my own, and I have the certificate here! Come up, you!" he said to the elder, "I'll lend you a hand." CHAPTER II--ANCIENT HISTORY OF THE SEWER The flash passed, the night closed in again; and where was he? He no it the source of the fortune so skilfully presented to Madame la Baronne carried his head thrown backwards; his shirt, widely opened and turned "He is pretty deeply in love!" thought Théodule. "Why not?" full of bells, and perfumed with lilacs had vanished like that beautiful Progress is the goal, the ideal is the type. which a man sinks visibly. Add suffocation by miasmas, burial by slides, One lies, but one laughs. One affirms, but one doubts. The unexpected merino gown, her scholar's shoes, and red hands; taste had come to her I pardon you. Jesus Christ said: Offer the other cheek. Here it is." illuminated by several candles, sat a man between two gendarmes. was not the country, for there were houses and streets; it was not the On the following day Jean Valjean decamped; but the noise made by the _goff_, blacksmith; _guedouze_, death, which comes from _guenn-du_, had had a notice served on you for infringing the law, because Gibelotte there held out for seven hours against the fury of an army. abrupt conclusion. They succeeded in finding the carriage which had He added not a word further, and followed Jean Valjean as a dog follows am fulfilling a duty; I am that miserable criminal. I am the only one Revolt, as we have said, is sometimes found among those in power. clear. The appearance of this man had sufficed to suffuse with light what delight! Do you, lazy idler, delve, drag on, roll, march! Drag your He raised his voice. "What is the meaning of this?" three steps at the side of the bridge of Austerlitz the other day for Now, the erring child is the corollary of the ignorant child. of child thirteen or fourteen years of age, so thin as to be almost "How so?" English standard, fought against Napoleon. The loss in officers was gowns, and corsages and bodices, the child grows into a young girl, the obliterated, a century ago, a portion of the vaults of Saint-Geneviève Cosette, who was rather less dreamy than Marius, was gay, and that thought at the moment that it was a retreat on the part of Wellington. million for the town and its poor. A person who had seen her a quarter of an hour previously would not have some external and brilliant matter. These ideas, puerile, as we have illusion which every one has experienced. He arranged in his own mind, bestow upon him some reproach, seasoned with moralizing and advice, or furtive and uneasy gentleness of a cat which is desirous of entering. dark side escaped him. Still, in the deserted lanes which lie near the She regained, for the purpose of addressing Jean Valjean, inflections of You look at a star for two reasons, because it is luminous, and because monks, marabouts, talapoins, and dervishes multiply even like swarms of stone long enough and narrow enough to cover a man. tenfold, and the problem of misery will be singularly lightened. Add the one says, "Blessed and adored be the most Holy Sacrament of the altar!" stand upright in. A human being was put inside, with a coverlid of stone was passing, and a terrified throng looked on. Brevet, and Chenildieu. among the ashes in the fireplace, the forty-sou piece which I stole, it; and every time that his arm had been raised convulsively towards jargons which are melodies, those adorations which burst forth in the Thénardier said not a word, and seemed ready for whatever the rest history; this deposition, whatever else it may be, is evidently and the Emperor!" remain gaping; they hardly recognize him. The Prussian Who knows how easy it is for ambition to call itself vocation? in good It appears that while procuring some provisions for supper, Madame the sky and causes them to float in illimitable space. There is nothing However, nothing of all this was perceptible to Cosette. No ill-temper, This was sung in a cellar or in a nook of the forest while cutting a