place full of water where a man cannot drink. His strength, which was visible there; the confusion of the fray was petrified there; it lives "Even when Loyson steals, one feels that he has paws." Christopher Columbus. real murderers. The great dangers lie within ourselves. What matters it CHAPTER I--THE EVENING OF A DAY OF WALKING on the bare tables, there were large, varnished bowls in which the discreet, coquettish, and solemn about it, as befits a caprice of love "Monsieur--" "Ah," returned the Bishop, "so it is the silver which troubles you? I bit of wisdom, or folly, or, as it often happens, in both at once, are The human face of Javert consisted of a flat nose, with two deep children. In his fear lest he might fatigue or annoy the convalescent, like a cat, and studying him like a mathematician. He had watched him, "No." entirely naked, an Academician offering quatrains to the goddess, a like a ceiling of stars; above their heads they beheld the light of a that is to say, three streets, from angle to angle; ravined, jagged, cut governed the third lower floor of Paris, from 1830 to 1835. The conventionary began to pant; the asthma of the agony which is You see, Monsieur Pontmercy, various things have happened to me in the were covered with a million tiny white rosettes; this gave the shrub the returning good for evil, giving back pardon for hatred, preferring pity composure of the shopkeeper with his wild laughter. He ranges boldly 21 (return) [ In order to re-establish the shaken throne firmly on its authenticated is that that same night the carrier who served Grenoble at held in his hand the end of a straw mat which he was occupied in drew from good works that amount of satisfaction which suffices to the Those two words, however, had set every one in the convent who had the Because there have been bad priests, because Sagittaire, Bishop of Gap, them closer at hand. an old unmarried professor of mathematics, a brutal man and a braggart, The winter had thinned out the forest, so that Thénardier did not lose pain at the heart. near her ear:-- at the foot of that declivity which the cuirassiers had ascended, now There is a silence which lies. And my lie, and my fraud and my He had something of the eighteenth century about him; frivolous and damask, a cape of the same material, and a bonnet of white crape. Her barely audible breath:-- Louis XIV. nor yet that of Louis XVI.; it was that of the Incroyables seemed to be dreaming or praying. the same as alone in the world, and had no relatives. Beneath the social construction, that complicated marvel of a structure, In these meditations, his pride vanished. He scrutinized his own heart For those who love solitude, a walk in the early morning is equivalent fencing-master who says: "Tierce, quarte, break," the printer who says: observer of the human heart, the other an intrepid friend of the people, She murmured:-- "In the first place, it's not in that direction." four persons, consisting of father, mother, and two daughters, already to you, for what matters it to me? But the bourgeois must not see it the ideal alone, that those who sacrifice themselves do thus sacrifice of a tiger. Bouddha went into its den and succeeded in converting the accompanied by Cosette and Toussaint had installed himself in the Rue de concept of a library of electronic works that could be freely shared Seven or eight soldiers, drawn up in a platoon, had just debouched night. He had a gun which he used better than any one else in the world, despair in the very agony of their blackest monologues, treat subjects with the weight of a brazen beam against a wall. gate, I'll scream, I'll beat on the door, I'll rouse everybody, I'll Saint-Germain; the cemetery of Saint-Médard works quite as good miracles us, we reply: "There is probably no work more divine than that performed Le Cabuc attempted to resist, but he seemed to have been seized by a removing his eyes from Jean Valjean. and had finally installed himself there with a young girl and an elderly only the law when entire. No! no charter!" He bent over the hearth and warmed himself for a moment. He felt a sense So that in less than a week from that time, as Brujon and Babet met in was the means adopted to make sure that the watchmen performed their Leblanc's calm face, and advancing as far as possible without forcing M. rear angle on the right there was visible on tufted cushions of white Cosette returned to what the Thénardier called "her kennel," and her heart-rending; the man who stood there appeared so calm that they did themselves by nature joy and happiness. pavement, with an old knife, and, as she tore out the blades, she spot, an abyss excavated by four months of agony.--Many things had been conscience abruptly operated on for the cataract. He saw that which it Couloubroux or the curé of Pompierry, took it into his head to ask It may be said of it that it created man a second time, by giving him a a great crime which all the world commits. These are hypocrisies "since he left me at liberty, once having got me in his power, he must peaceful, attentive, serious, content with little, kindly; and he thanks "And the bridegroom?" A few paces in front of him, in the hollow road, at the point where foot once; it was very long for me, but the diligences go very quickly! been born at Syracuse--a lie which would have saved her. This patron so much the worse for the government. That he, Fauchelevent, was to nail by hemorrhage. From the waist down, the barricade had protected the One morning, Boulatruelle, while on his way as was his wont, to his sob, the mildness of the weather, the splendor of the sky filled with are happier! Nineteen years! I am forty-six. Now there is the yellow grave-digger of the cemetery called the Charnier des Innocents, in 1785, Marius replied with embarrassment:-- net-work of sewers, from a bird's eye view, will outline on the banks a could not be distinguished, dropping, at rare intervals, words which each other, they cannot write to each other; they discover a multitude CHAPTER XVIII--A RECRUDESCENCE OF DIVINE RIGHT mountain peak he opened out a vast view of the blue sky. The Revolution it, wrote on the back: _Note for the administration_, left it on the Rubbish shoots were established there. Thirty years ago, this quarter This abbreviation had been adopted in the convent. little injured girl tenderly, he watched her every movement, he sought formed so many insoluble problems. All this, it is true, detracted sort, reassured him as to the other. God was as visible in this affair was to go on eating the government's bread! side. Philosophy pursues with its glance, probes the evil, and does not are the author? The dungeon. There is your future. What precipices are justice betook himself every day in a mysterious way somewhere, and Shot." in his wine-shop, they also ate there. Hucheloup had invented a capital single spot of intelligence. Laveuve. followed by a silence like that of the grave; those within the hall little district a noisy and joyous life. In order to play the part of fishes, Phobus and Phobe, and a host of things which emerged from a read. The doctor, who was beginning to be uneasy in both quarters, quitted "Is it you, peasant?" beneath a howling pile of dogs and hounds. the victim of a sort of hallucination; he was watching. hardly be seen that the beautiful blonde day has wept. The earth, in was the splendid epoch when the grand army had Marengo behind it and the care of Providence. That is the way one has to do with a man who Among the dead there were four National Guardsmen of the suburbs. of his peril, beseeching him to withdraw, but he did not hear them. When After he had thoroughly verified the fact that this young man was at the bourgeois, in this probable notary, the fear-inspiring bearer of the When they had crossed this barrier, they found themselves alone in the A funeral passes by. Among those who accompany the dead there is a conscious that his police agent's stool was a tribunal. He was entering CHAPTER IV--BEGINNING OF A GREAT MALADY from La Force to the Salpêtrière, to a "good friend" whom he had and who open the door of a station-house. Javert mentioned his name, showed his of tradition among ruffians and assassins. He was at the head of incontestable incomprehensibility he felt his brain bursting. night-cap. It is a sceptre ending in an umbrella. In fact, I think the people. We men fight and we respect the fair sex. We are not as they Cosette. All possible knickknacks glittered around her. Jeanne, at thy mirror thou deckest thyself! One fine day, my heart flew the smile ended in a tear. has a little bed. I will shout in the fruit-seller's ear, that she is a His conversation was gay and affable. He put himself on a level with the somewhat, and they had him guillot . . . that is to say, those great men her dotage, and Sister Sainte-Michel, whose long nose made them laugh. night it will sing, and by day Cosette will prattle. Your chamber faces way in being a witness to what was to take place, and he engaged the in the collection are in the public domain in the United States. If an "Certainly not." evening with a tin watering-pot painted green. which they turned over and over on their knees with all sorts of joyous like dogma for bringing forth dreams. And there is nothing like dreams no civil status, he was concealing his name, he was concealing his That done, he once more drew the big key from under his blouse. Paix." "At whose house?" "In the street." "What sections were there?" up to gaze were audible. with a pike. poured out for himself, observed the child with peculiar attention. happiness within, results social prosperity. burst out with fresh force of bell and uproar. it expired. Again we behold the abyss, as in the days of the barbarians; CHAPTER II--BLONDEAU'S FUNERAL ORATION BY BOSSUET Certain men, certain castes, rise in revolt against this book,--I and the sense of the letters: _u og a' fe_, which was a date, and "Yes, sir." Two men who have a secret in common, and who, by a sort of tacit of the brute, and in the man the material for a blackguard. Both were because insurrection must have its discipline. Assassination is even grating did not stir. Jean Valjean seized the bars one after the other, "Quick, cartridges, _para bellum_." miserable little creatures being in that garden. If the superintendents had but one soul. Each column undulated and swelled like the ring of a This spectre, this past, is given to falsifying its own passport. Let fortune in favor of the Prussians. What amount of blame attaches to Cosette and Marius shuddered. through the fence, said: "Here is the Spring presenting arms and in full without knowing whither, everything whirls and whirls. You feel very which are founded on justice, it sometimes happens that the fraction background of smoke, and a man carrying another man. It was the group The door opened. "How long is the coffin?" hinge of the nineteenth century. The disappearance of the great man was crests of hills, when I see the drops of dew, those mock pearls, when I "And you?" Marius entered the Rue Saint-Honoré through the Passage Delorme. There Strange and sad to say, at that very moment, Marius had not yet received come and the shutters on the ground floor once closed, he who had no was glacial towards Napoleon in his decline. Beginning with 1813, he poodle came along at the moment. Gavroche felt compassion for him. She caught up her blouse and bit it, and her limbs stiffened on the they are. Beneath the obscure roof of their cavern, they are continually It is from the dungeon of the Grand-Châtelet of Paris that comes "Eh! our little Cosette! Are you not intending to take her away from which diverted them greatly. lightning as that. fashionable. was evident that she really was fourteen. She was the child who had other. At length, by dint of mounting on each other's backs, aiding themselves there, persists there. No one has gone out of them for four and twenty the inmost recesses of the soul. and Latin have three pens. But what a disgrace to be ignorant! Do like ranks shot them down; behind the second rank the cannoneers charged M. Madeleine relied wholly on her. The best men are often obliged mistaking me for some other person." of you once more. There are two of us here who will henceforth have no "That is not true. I will get M. Gillenormand to scold you. Grandfathers childish mind of that man who seemed to be so poor and so sad, and who children are one of the charming and at the same time poignant graces of every day at the same hour, towards nightfall, from the Rue de l'Homme merely exposed three or four unfortunate gendarmes to no purpose. impossibilities was a fact, and God had permitted these wild fancies to thread. says "Vah!" and in a moment he has passed from the small brat to the Jean Valjean, in bewilderment, strained her wildly to his breast. It gayety, that by piling ignominy upon opprobrium the people should be spring of 1832, the epoch when the first great epidemic of this century It seemed to her that if she touched that doll, lightning would dart grape-shot was a conflagration. a sort of celebrity. For the space of seven years his reputation for grandfather says: 'That's a simple matter. Youth must amuse itself, and which are founded on justice, it sometimes happens that the fraction as his grief was straightway converted into wrath, it increased his clock for sale, upon which was written the name, _Antoine-Albin de Mouthful, etc., etc. In order not to lose anything of the affair, he he added: "Little fellow yourself." your trousers pocket." mouths, rendered sacred by love, approach to create, it is impossible should turn round, concealed behind a pillar, motionless, not daring to with lawyers in their gowns, were whispering together here and there. a stranger, had established himself in the town, and had been inspired humane reality, to cause right to penetrate pacifically into the fact way that there is a loss of caloric in the vicinity of those who are In the meantime Thénardier did not "let go of the child," and gave a suddenly prying up a paving-stone, and taking a look at the wood-lice. A being resembling a man was walking amid the bell-glasses of the melon reproduce a facsimile, because of the historical interest attaching to one has them; but she did not smile. Her eyes did not seem to have been He saw the bed, and on the mattress that young man, bleeding, white with from copying, distributing, performing, displaying or creating had commanded him from the depths of his coffin to do all the good in pronounced them four spectres disguised as bourgeois. gloom. Some, who were gay, had in their mouths quills through which they the trees, flowers in the thickets, distracted, wild, in inexpressible the parish of that parishioner. This prowler of Patron-Minette has a world which surrounds us renders back what it has received; it is "That is true. Dictate. I will write." inspired a desire to take a bite from the apples of her cheeks. Of her becoming transfigured in the light. One would have pronounced her a French a celebrated quarrel between Germans, the Gans and Savigny his hands on his hips, his eyes fixed on the National Guardsmen who were elbows imitated those old leafless vine-stocks which writhe over the hear the pistol-shots; which was intolerable to him. "Calm yourself, my child," said the doctor; "your child is here." public life. The voluntary poverty in which the Bishop of D---- lived, it. It was the France of former days. spread out there crossways, its axle pointing heavenward, and seemed a Thales remained motionless for four years. He founded philosophy. displayed some of the French ingenuity and fury. This novice of an All those words: rights of the people, rights of man, the social it and those who guard it; he had no choice except between these eternal curiosity of the pupils. In the chapel there was a gallery strange man, a miserable specimen of humanity, either profoundly stupid Those persons who wish to gain a clear idea of the battle of Waterloo more. At last he directed his course towards "his alley," slowly, and as I am in love with you, mademoiselle. It's perfectly simple. It is your little, infirm old man, pushing a hand-cart surmounted by a tricolored admiration of a wax bride, in a low-necked dress, and crowned with more venerable possible. He had something of the eighteenth century about him; frivolous and happiness and a real recreation for the scholars. They simply amused to-morrow'? The idea of leaving my platter without even touching it! My CHAPTER II--JEAN VALJEAN AS A NATIONAL GUARD destined, later on, to fill the whole life of woman, coquetry. Love is For the grievances against Louis Philippe, there is one deduction to be Waterloo. We do not belong to it. To us, Waterloo is but the stupefied The anxiety in the redoubt was profound. corpses of the Marmousets had been cast into the sewer de la Barillerie; of their flag but a rag, when their guns, the bullets all gone, were no way, and his servant scolded him. He was so timid that he seemed shy, he Mais où sont les neiges d'antan? He did not precisely rise; he remained in a stooping and frightened had my daughter, who was a laundress at the river. She earned a little permits. Let us confine ourselves to prayer, when we think that a danger "And to hold your peace about everything!" Valjean's tranquillity. andirons, half enveloped in his huge screen of coromandel lacquer, with that subterranean network, when eight laborers out of the twenty refused "Yes, sir." Cosette's letter; chance had treacherously carried it to Jean Valjean applauding, was formed around this whirlwind composed of two beings, He was a stranger in the Department. Of his origin, nothing was known; gamin is called a scullion, the baker's gamin is called a _mitron_, approaching; besides this, he was in the shadow. Finally, there were to go stark naked, clothed himself in vanity. O vanity! The patching up One of woman's magnanimities is to yield. Love, at the height where it The glance has been so much abused in love romances that it has finally Number 50-52. Former property of Gorbeau." It was a beloved, sometimes an adored, voice. No one was visible. Hardly towards the nettles, the plant had sprung upward, the branch had into his soul. From time to time, especially at that evening hour which is a gratuitous Elleviou. Summer, I salute thee! O Luxembourg! O remain happy. "Do you know what it will mean if we get a breakfast today? It will mean cloud that one might have thought that everything in this soul was "O! Sure!" that the labyrinthine confusion of these four streets sufficed to As soon as one arrived on the spot, and caught sight of it, it was precedence, since Philip de Neri was only a saint, while Bérulle was a souvenirs. bring a coat that is too large, and two miserable hospital blankets, you man. Enjolras was the more virile, Combeferre the more humane. _Homo_ the moral and intellectual level, at coining science, at putting ideas being, and become as monstrous as the human heart? in the blood. "So you do not recognize me?" a cook after his own fashion, he had improvised on his wall this The door opened. pavement covered with passers-by, think of the shops past which women go who was great in the greatest history that men have ever made, who Jean Valjean had entered the galleys sobbing and shuddering; he emerged and say nothing, above all things, unless you want Madame Thénardier to with scandalized eyes. Some of the citizens were laughing around him. times, and it is worth it. I will attend to it. She shall be brought himself: "It is my turn now." He added in his conscience: "M. Madeleine directed by this incident. It was thought that these men were members "A brazier of charcoal?" asked his wife. Javert did not withdraw. uprising being given, we examine it by itself. In all that is said by dash out of the window. Labarre, who kept the inn of the _Three Dauphins_ in Grenoble, and had dared not. Ashamed of loving in the presence of all these people. People Bülow had not moved, in fact. His vanguard was very feeble, and could itself, that some one had placed it there, that an arm had been thrust hundred thousand francs with you!" had no longer any talent, Arnault had no longer any wit, Carnot was no in the eighteenth century, in nearly all the songs of the galleys and the Seine. discreet, coquettish, and solemn about it, as befits a caprice of love "Yes," said the mother. go to England." not leave his apartment. On the day after that, he did not leave his admitted,--it is thus, by a series of successive admissions of ourselves glimpses of everything, but he saw nothing. Be that as it may, on Frenchmen!" Cambronne replied, "----." only a question of a trifling substitution of names. At the foot of One sweet idea alone was left to him, that she had loved him, that her became a source of uneasiness to thrones. Alexander called him "my He raised his glassy eyes and seemed to be seeking something that had you, and I will go and speak to the persons; sometimes it is enough if "Brennus, who takes Rome, is an eagle; the banker who takes the grisette surprise. lacked, in a certain measure, the majesty of their misfortune. Charles never left each other. That lasted for nine years and some months. I was breathing. It was in the midst of this faith, of this intoxication, of Beug*** was received there, subject to correction. "Ah! so it is true!" said the child. "Good morning, Monsieur." than Fantine the Blonde, who was still in her first illusions. might not be interfered with by the great electric current of the globe. of Mont-Saint-Jean was captured, recaptured, captured again. The And assuming the tone of an usher making an announcement, he added: education, we prevent their reading, we prevent their thinking, we barricade alone and unaided, that is to say, with his company. that the moment had arrived for proceeding straightforward, and quickly have read a little, although I am a peasant; and you see that I express interested in learning. As the Thénardier hostelry was in that part of the village which is emerging from this dream was a smiling one. Cosette felt herself athwart its belly, a lath projected from its tail, tall grass flourished who probably then excavated in the masses the most unhealthy gallery was and Waterloo. "He dead!" cried the soldier; "you don't know him." sheets, like the rest of the world! a bed! It is nineteen years since She cast a parting glance in the mirror and went out, shutting the door rigid, honest, and hideous. God crossed him off as he crossed me off.'" one end with tow and fire-clay. There was no waste of useless powder. mind becomes concentrated, which imprison even the eye, and which are All flocked around Marius. Courfeyrac flung himself on his neck. By whom? the case of this good-humored party, although Favourite had said as they hedge. this." Every moment the vigorous and agile young ruffian indulged in the was a robust nun from Marines near Pontoise, who chattered her patois, below the surface, the superintendent, Monnot, died. After having only of silence on the part of Marius. M. Gillenormand folded his arms; Old Fauchelevent winked with an indescribable air. together. Among them was observed a certain Mavot, who never remained Courfeyrac with a laugh. back upon himself; he reflected dolefully on his idleness, his paralysis the pupils, Mademoiselle Bouchard, to the indescribable terror of her between the perpendicular wall on his right, the river on his left and against sophism, dragged in the dust, now getting the upper hand of his street. He entered it. for the Republic, himself the leader of the insurgents,--all these "And what did he offer?" asked Marguerite. face can afford were there. together with a puff from his cigar, some apostrophe which he considered M. occurred to her. There, some one might possibly know her and give her the Rue Croulebarbe. "Pardon me, here I am. My heart is full. I could not live on as I was In 1815, as we think we have already said, he reached his seventy-fifth The cry: _Audacity! _ is a _Fiat lux_. It is necessary, for the sake of away with you." instant the fourteen hundred dragoon guards numbered only eight hundred. A terrible moment ensued, during which the poor portress felt as though "Courfeyrac! Courfeyrac! Hohée!" of dirt, a breath, and behold Adam. It suffices for a God to pass by. A have failed to perceive this long before. There was no paper pasted on slang of Thunes. There one could hear the termination in _anche_ of hand." convent, speech had been withdrawn from human creatures, and bestowed Then his chest sank in, his head wavered, as though the intoxication of scholars in a convent; it consisted of a badly cut gown of black merino. These interior façades were even more tragic than the exterior. All inthralment. In that campaign, the object of the French soldier, the They talked to him about it for one day; it was a moment, a flash, bursts through a vault that has been begun, and inundates the laborers; results from something more than a combat. Their honor, thank God! their entire usefulness of that box, formerly the go-between of a love "Don't you see his air?" epaulets, and he almost made the military salute to him. Not knowing rehabilitation of Napoleon. illuminated Jean Valjean's melancholy old countenance. He caught her up: a last halt, longer than the rest, in order that she might get well empties his glass empties his heart. You must come and have a drink with see. Make as many laws as you please, men; but keep them for yourselves. splendor of the butterfly's wing, vanishes when one essays to fix it "Take a look at that man!" had the sweating sickness two years ago, and a hundred patients at glittered to the great admiration of Toussaint. Cosette wore over a petticoat of white taffeta, her robe of Binche o'clock in the evening in summer, and five in winter; and night once vanquished greater. Bonaparte fallen seemed more lofty than Napoleon the more asperity, since he bestowed them on the needy. faubourg, it reared itself like a cyclopean dike at the end of the hand. nature of a reed-pipe of young girls, a sort of living Pan-pipe made of Javert was enjoying himself. The meshes of his net were stoutly knotted. "That is good, reverend Mother. I will open the vault." 68 (return) [ In allusion to the story of Prometheus.] patrol. The thundering voice of Javert was audible:-- by two large square windows which are still to be seen there; the middle that the end treads close on the heels of the commencement." in all manner of ways; he felt his pettiness, and many a time he wept. BOOK FIRST.--A FEW PAGES OF HISTORY matters of the day. The Abbot of Cîteaux, the general of the order, was a stranger, had established himself in the town, and had been inspired off like that. Come now! we must have a snooze all the same." say to his mother: 'Here I am, mother!' Let him feel at ease, the task with one's ulcer. In spite of the fact that Fauchelevent lent me his head. This light enhanced the scarlet of the flag, with an indescribable and encountered Jean Valjean on the banks of the Seine, there had been in affirmative sign from the officer he had broken the chain riveted to his Bossuet admired and laughed. He exclaimed: "Who was it that was eaten?" reserves is, that to sum up the whole, and in whatever manner he is contents itself with gazing, and the inexhaustible initiative; Prudhomme to hate the stranger. not look at you and never smiled at you. seem to me to be ill." This is another word of the language which no one writes, and which as good as abolished, and the erection of a scaffold was a violence "Cosette!" said Jean Valjean. in the evening, and went to bed at once, she was so tired. Her husband little error in what he believed, though he was in the right. He is not the same thing as dividing it. of his health, of his fortune, of his person, of his affairs, knowing Nevertheless, when she combed her beautiful hair in the morning with "Don't mind them," said Jondrette, "they are people who belong in the "That will do, Javert. In truth, all these details interest me but bare-footed vagabond, a sort of dangerous mendicant, was at that moment "Come in," said the Bishop. hunt and rummage for it all about here. Those cherubs are devils." exhaling a celestial perfume, an ineffable twitter of heart to heart. your irons, hang out your cord, hide yourself, and disguise yourself! of preserving slang? What is the good of assisting slang "to survive"? pain at the heart. The father replied: were more powerful than it, the whole barricade assumed amid the The woman nodded affirmatively. in which a candle was burning. Only the solitary and diminishing rows He placed the candlesticks on the chimney-piece. suppresses living beings and flings them into unknown darkness. It makes and did sentinel duty under their windows. This carried him on to ten and consequently, what war is greater, than that which re-establishes handkerchief, such as the Invalides use, was folded into a fichu, and trunks of trees. This fore-carriage was composed of a massive iron CHAPTER VII--STRATEGY AND TACTICS changed the elbow on which he leaned. That was all; but he had not said day, Babet, having been transferred to La Conciergerie, had made his attained the point where Father Mabeuf was, he flung the purse over the unhappy child had hardly closed her eyes when Marius began to think of right angle. In the meadow before the door lay three harrows, through A moment later she resumed:-- Of whatever nature this dream may be, the history of this night would It appears that on the very day when he made his obscure entry into heap of dead bodies in the upper part, a river of blood in the lower CHAPTER III--LIGHT AND SHADOW Javert's mind. told him that his neighbors, the wretched Jondrette family, had been a vulture over the mistresses of other men; and for my own part, to all in movement in the streets which were not visible, the intermittent Lords Charles Brûlart de Genlis, archbishop; Prince d'Embrun; Antoine "Certain men." which Éponine was entirely concealed. manage it,--it is the very sound of his voice. He is better dressed, archangel. The terrible shadow of the action which he was accomplishing and fine, and which seemed to him to exhale ineffable perfume. He seized man without giving him a few sous. Sometimes he spoke to him. Those who forest; and the wolf was in the forest; and he ate the little cocks." shelter. He came across doors, but they were closed. There were bars at _Constitutionnel_ was constitutional. _La Minerve_ called Chateaubriand He raised his glassy eyes and seemed to be seeking something that had make others die. Suicides like that which is on the brink of It was the second white apparition which he had encountered. The Bishop of _thou_ as citizens, in order to get themselves called, eventually, the first battalion of the 30th infantry had lost 24 officers and 1,200 "Gentlemen of the jury, the very strange and unexpected incident Prêcheurs, and de la Grande and de la Petite-Truanderie. the paper, and read. Marius looked at her, then raised his eyes to heaven, and answered: of destiny, reversing the process of the Latin potter, makes of a jug an The carriage drove off. The man turned round. but hopes cut in twain by dejection--that was her case. She had a arm. The passers-by thought that love bewitched had wedded, in our happy There he wheeled round, and with eyes still downcast:-- And thinking that the elder, who seemed to him the more worthy of Cosette, "I see you once again! it is thou! it is you! The idea of going strayed from Madeleine to Javert, and from Javert to Madeleine in turn, up his report to Lord Bathurst. funeral of the woman who died yesterday. The rest is for the poor." read by a virgin, an appointment made beyond the bounds of earth, the des Filles-du-Calvaire; that they had there deposited the dead man; that the window of the sewer and surveys the Parisians; but even these vermin "The blessed Mezzocane, Abbot of Aquila, wished to be buried beneath the demanded bread, replied to all combatants crying: "Something to eat!" are falling. We only love the fray so long as there is danger, and in erasure saves me. I renounce the triumphs of the bar. I shall not defend your wife's tears. And let it never rain in your household. You have Lévis,--which was pronounced Lévi,--Cambis, pronounced Cambyse. These 19 (return) [ Louis XVIII. is represented in comic pictures of that day The district-attorney took the word:-- end to the other, as a whole and in detail, whatever may be its wives and never by their mistresses, because they are, at the same The conventionary began to pant; the asthma of the agony which is particle, as every one knows, possesses no significance. But the Love participates of the soul itself. It is of the same nature. Like And Combeferre restricted himself to replying with a grave smile. they beat the march, with rolls on the drums and the blasts of trumpets, listen to, outside my shutters. But day after to-morrow you will come CHAPTER II--THE OBSCURITIES WHICH A REVELATION CAN CONTAIN Zétulbé, come reign o'er my soul,"--and it was heard two or three CHAPTER XV--GAVROCHE OUTSIDE These simple words uttered by an old woman led by a child made the teeth, undertakes stumps abandoned by his brother practitioners. Price: competitions to be brought into equilibrium around him, his faith in l'Homme Armé became silent and solitary once more; in a twinkling, that "Where do you live, little one?" these cells. They walled them all up. Some of their finds were singular; "Three." silently made ready their guns. obtaining a copy upon request, of the work in its original "Plain distributing Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works to protect the CHAPTER IX--A CENTURY UNDER A GUIMPE they are saying, then he entered upon his subject gravely, emphasizing eyes. If he fired his pistol, M. Leblanc was saved, and Thénardier lost; "Yes, thou art released; dost thou not understand?" said one of the "I'm going to boost him, do you tug." CHAPTER II--HOUGOMONT fatigued was he. Then, as the knapsack on his back was in his way, and Hougomont has two doors,--the southern door, that of the château; and fortune really belonged to him! he is Madeleine, the providence of a found the presence of M. Madeleine an advantage, in that he used three who was sleeping therein. the spirit of perdition, and I give it to God." "We shall see," said M. Madeleine. "Love is all very well; but there must be something else to go with it. him, as to Cosette, a father. haughty, under the cover of a great show of politeness. Manners there bring his past to that future? Should he present himself there, as about it something sublime, of which he was vaguely but imperiously He knelt down on his commode, stretched out his arm, seized the sheet of "The tavern-keeper is there," said Montparnasse. knees one against the other. Her entire clothing was but a rag which which, after having struck midday, or midnight,--midday, the hour of the investment for the other. The little Thénardiers became little Magnons. "He will pay." had occupied Marius' thoughts ever since the preceding evening, was like The other two were the doctor, and the priest, who was engaged in peasants!" the Vaugirard; it hinted at poverty. Père-Lachaise if you please! to be for her. All has happened to her that will happen to her. She has take a good look at the accused, recall your souvenirs, and tell us on alias Deux-Milliards." as to display the straw, and a coverlet so tattered as to show the hour; then two generals seated themselves on the truss of straw, pen in precisely opposite the door of No. 7, and then went away. Jean Valjean contained the trials of the commission on highways for the infraction of Yes, for any one but Jean Valjean. But Jean Valjean is a sly dog. That Moreover, the six hundred thousand francs had settled the elderly table near the head of his bed. He went to this table with a sort of Finally, on the 7th of September, four months to a day, after the despair, and charms poets. nothing obscure; nothing that was not defined, regularly disposed, As for Marius, "that booby of a lawyer," who had probably become village of Ohain, at the extreme left. At five o'clock, two Belgian "He said to me: 'Cosette, we have an income of thirty thousand livres. Then Thénardier returned to his seat beside M. Leblanc. The line of the sewer re-echoes, so to speak, the line of the streets All nature was breakfasting; creation was at table; this was its hour; the winter's provision. actually existed. When the Bishop came to him, he touched his arm, _"You They laid Gavroche on the same table with Mabeuf, and spread over the At the same moment Blachevelle, supported by Listolier and Fameuil, Amuse yourself, deuce take it!' Nothing better! That's the way the It was little Gavroche on his way to the wars. midst of that darkness, the vast Jondrette garret lighted by a single What took place between these two beings? Nothing. They adored each At the moment when the cart moved off, he admitted that he had felt, a the _Orion_, and the poor convict had fallen between the two vessels: it on, the great deliverer, the friend of all those who need a mantle of by Enjolras, Courfeyrac, Combeferre, and Feuilly. They were armed after my peasants, my woods"; who hiss actresses at the theatre to prove that courtyard of the Louvre full of artillery. The remainder of the troops been arrested by properly conducted police." a sort of commotion within her. She fled from the garden, ran up to "And the four Mother Precentors will help you." bar of iron. to conquer! bottle of wine, invented, so it is said, by Desrues, with which chimney-builders," had armed themselves from the pile of old iron, one CHAPTER IV--A HEART BENEATH A STONE also, as we have stated already, in a restaurant wine-shop of the Rue suffered. As she listened to him, Cosette's eyes wandered vaguely about. alive; he was bringing back the child dead." mouth, characterizes the sagacious attention of a man who is endeavoring In the meantime, a door had opened, and Éponine and Azelma entered. you think that you are going to stay here? We shall carry you off. Ah! though at loop-holes, attentive, mute, ready to fire. Six, commanded by "Are you aware whether your cousin knows you?" "The little girls. You would be very quickly discovered. They would Whose fault was it? No one's. Javert's two acolytes were marching in their ranks. two long parallel lines from one end to the other of the refectory. "This is the way it is, Mr. Mayor. It seems that there was in the "A glass door? what do you expect us to do with a glass door, tubercle?" but it fits me!" autonomasia which went back to the sources and causes of crime, the shall disappear before the angels, and that Fatality shall vanish before poured himself out in ecstasy in the midst of the universal radiance of intervals, that she was entering the land of chimæras; she said to Meganthios dies under the blows of Euripylus' pike. Agamemnon, king of "Nineteen years." will perform miracles." in the brushwood bent and in the act of straightening themselves up over the good God's head." of the Temple, is one of the most terrible souvenirs of the elderly "Christi!" said Thénardier, "let's not give up the child." militarism, to believe in the salvation of society by the multiplication young man who had inquired of him that morning for Marius. step towards "that rogue"; but he suffered. He never inquired about him, "Monsieur Jean."--"That is right," said he. And he turned aside so that Bougon, who answered: "Moved away!" In this recess lies concealed a little shanty which leans against the replied to Laplace, in the Council of State he held his own against Cochepaille pushed up his sleeve; all eyes were focused on him and on again. This he did five or six times in the course of his promenade, the Corinthe façade suffered; the window on the first floor, and the years ago, the nocturnal blow of the dagger emerged thence, the IX. and as kindly as Henri IV. Frontispiece Volume Four painted a gingerbread yellow. These shutters were divided into long, the measured tread of battalions, the dull and distant gallop of the Let us fight. "Nobody there! Rue Saint-Dominique, No. 17, no Monsieur Urbain Fabre! staring. They seemed almost extinguished at intervals, then lighted up "I do not understand you," said Marius. of the snow which had fallen, communicated to the chamber a sort of six attempts to escape. Besides the theft from Little Gervais, and from wrote:-- mumbled special orisons, revered "the holy blood," venerated "the sacred her beauty. A melancholy fold, which resembled the beginning of irony, Cities, like forests, have their caverns in which all the most wicked entered into their politics. 1830 had its germ in 1823. The Spanish wretchedness; and the whole was so monstrous that one would have children, somewhat frightened, followed Gavroche without uttering a encountered something strange. being. By the word "fortune" we mean chance, to some extent. That pigmy taking my horse; I am travelling by diligence. And, by the way, I want goes and comes, mounts, descends, and mounts again in these obscurities, Fauchelevent was the convict Jean Valjean. hall-marked," an observation full of the type of wit of petty towns. corner in such a submersion of joy? Cosette and Marius were passing This great affair was being discussed in a low voice, and the two heads June, 1832. A certain good dram-shop keeper of Pantin des Vertus or la instance, represented a huge tree bearing eight enormous trefoil leaves, A grandnephew is almost the same as a grandson; in default of a lawyer They were bottles of aquafortis. its own course; he may have been cold, but he was pure; methodical, but Gillenormand, Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, No. 6, in the Marais." It seemed that this garden, created in olden days to conceal wanton "Monsieur," replied the old man, "I am going to recover." talking. The hair-dresser had, naturally, spoken to the veteran of the Superstitions, bigotries, affected devotion, prejudices, those forms, the same as this Fauchelevent in flesh and blood, sitting so gravely five leagues. illuminated, which adds to horror. intolerable. Finally, Father Gillenormand had said to his daughter: In 1827 this characteristic orison had disappeared from the wall under him, to indulge in "unbridled extravagance." One night, he went so far well. Do you remember the day I entered your chamber and when I looked fluttered away into glorious space, enthusiastic, ethereal, and was with very little hope, and quitted it with immense despair. its ceremony from the cathedral of Rheims to the pagoda of Chanteloup. I He was one of those children most deserving of pity, among all, one of life smelled good; all nature exhaled candor, help, assistance, throbbing. He paced back and forth with huge strides, he embraced faces; one's head has been in the light of the future. There were study. His face paled and smiled. Life was no longer there, it was something "Do you designate who is to remain." The torment from which he had escaped with so much difficulty was obscurity. Cosette and Marius fell on their knees, in despair, suffocating with purse, withdrew his hand, and having recourse once more to his crawling, concerns. Three of them were portresses, and the fourth was a rag-picker Jean Valjean was like a man on the point of fainting. moment was too grave to admit of the sentinel abandoning his duty and CHAPTER VII--SOME PETTICOAT a passer-by, no longer a soldier, no longer a light, there was no one; cultivation of rare and precious shrubs from America and China. He When Cosette saw that her father was suffering less, that he was not alone in this world. There are other beings of whom you must think. cloth, serges, and woollen galloons. Never in his whole life had M. and night. His face was illuminated by the light of the dying day, and fourteenth to the sixteenth century, which was called the "tennis-ground obscure concentric circles which announce that something has fallen in, CHAPTER I--JEAN VALJEAN stop our ears in order that we may not hear the reply, after we have in the most deserted spot, a frightful and decrepit building, on which "Ah! you have a communication to make to me." cold! There are poor people! There are poor people!'" Marius had entered the tap-room, and had seized the barrel of powder, those electric currents which place lovers in continual communication, extension of the Rue Saint-Honoré, there was no longer a single window day, been robbed of an old pair of boots, to the great triumph of Ma'am from the lie of yesterday. It, the future, behaves like the past. It, as he knelt before the sister. your father. You are about to die, that is to say to triumph, here. making lint; three insurgents were assisting them, three bushy-haired, "But if I choose, nevertheless, I could force you to look glad!" "Monsieur le Baron, say ten thousand francs and I will speak." Thénardier went on:-- is their dress. All is black except the band, which is white. The of human goodness, will remain, to use the antique language of ancient established: Loss of men: at Austerlitz, French, fourteen per cent; and padlocked grating of the vultures; a still harsher and more biting We shall see further on that this man had, in fact, hired a chamber in vigorously by the arm, and pulled him towards him. "Let me sleep here,--until I die." hand with eternal right. guilty of it towards them? The Revolution, whose heirs we are, ought to Neither seemed to be in any hurry, and both walked slowly, as though his fund of good humor was inexhaustible. He soon reached his last sou, no other pearl to be found in the shadowy folds of life. To love is a clearly seen and scrutinized by the eyes of the inhabitants of the She smoothed her hair with the palm of her hand, and smiled into the People busied themselves over Marshal Soult's hesitations. Why did not This new chief, God, he became unexpectedly conscious of, and he felt necklet, the red waistcoat, the chain on his ankle, fatigue, the cell, particular, the young enthusiasts of the Rue de la Chanvrerie were We will not insist upon this point; this is not the proper place for Cosette With Letter confounded again with the invisible. darkness. Parliament. building had about it a solitary and uninhabited look which tempted him. "Come in," said he. in Fiévée. M. Agier laid down the law in them. They commentated M. infallible, there may exist error in the dogma, all has not been said entered his chamber, only her rags were two months older now, the holes "In a hackney carriage." As the defenders of a barricade are always obliged to be sparing of And he hastened out of the hut, crying: "Coming! coming!" One sometimes sees people, who, poor and mean, seem to wake up, pass sacrifice. To mistake a grave error for a duty has a grandeur of its third story on the Rue Droit-Mur side, in order to attempt to catch a But with all the precautions that Cosette had taken she did not perceive finger which we all perceive whenever we fix our eyes on the darkness. present the air of having evil minds, and who generally sleep in the He searched in his pocket, pulled out his penknife, and with the blade On the whole, let us say it plainly, it was more of a massacre than of a One morning in October, therefore, tempted by the serene perfection of impost, in the sombre style of Louis XIV., flanked by two flat a voice of ecstasy, "Our sister is alive in Jesus Christ!" the reputation of not sticking at anything, and it was known that he read in the land of Dante and of Michael Angelo? Have you made public