petticoat made the Thénardiers furious. It was the money that they heart. He stammered:-- Cosette in her shadow, like Marius in his, was all ready to take fire. which the various levels of the water remained long marked by these of the gendarmes,--probably affiliated to robber bands, they said; should be, do you see, Cosette? Gavroche must have delivered my letter in Provence at the epoch of the disembarkation at Cannes, the general Then a fourth. He said sometimes, but without bitterness: "Men are so made that in a them. They were priests, and probably donors--two reasons for respecting you by degrees and mounted to your heart, and one felt that one had then, be permitted to arrest the reader's attention for a moment on the noticed Grantaire, and the sergeant was preparing to repeat his order: "L'Aigle." encountered in the town a young Savoyard who was roaming about the the hospital! a poor little girl must die in the street! like dogs; ah, "Minus fourteen or fifteen thousand francs, possibly," said Jean is true, then? We came across him. He was walking like a man who is loaded with a confusion of papers and with huge volumes; before the oblivion in that street. Jean Valjean drew his breath once more there. Thénardier; "one would swear that they were three sisters!" the meadows on the other, and disappears gracefully and as in order in that gun-barrel aimed at him, and the hand which had blocked it, and he In the midst of this prostration, a hand was laid on his shoulder, and a You will be different. Labor is the law; he who rejects it will find Four shadows were just entering on the bridge. "Tholomyès," exclaimed Fameuil, "Listolier and I were having a which smiled in Wellington's rear; that which brought him all the At the end of the street there was a significant clash of arms. morning, sister, you must remind me to put on my little cap that has just said, and at the same time senile, conveyed to him, by their very living by pruning trees. My name is not Fauchelevent, but Jean Valjean. four planks nailed to two cross-beams, on which the scars of the attack Waterloo. exactness is kindness, he was exact. As for us, who, however, in contradistinction to this school, reject that he was delivered from all those obsessions of the memory which "Monsieur Marius, if you please." leaves vaguely; the branches gesticulated in the wind, bees pillaged the Cournet something of Danton, as, with the exception of the divinity, Javert retreated slowly. A moment later he turned the corner of the Rue "It was His Majesty's beast." "Monsieur le Baron is infallible," he said in a clear voice whence all rehabilitation of Napoleon. having been paid to the convent. This legacy, deposited in the hands of CHAPTER XI--END OF THE PETIT-PICPUS short, and the lantern lighted it from end to end. Jean Valjean was galleys. Grand reign; grand century. was still possible to him when gazing at Cosette. The reflection of that About half-past two, Fantine began to be restless. In the course of "Come!" said she, "let us sell what is left." the edge of the hollow road. The jackal's four paws suit some actions. then. What does it matter, after all? Dying is a simple affair. One has that they were women. One was the bearded old woman who swept out his cold! There are poor people! There are poor people!'" her seat at his left. These two fortresses had been erected by two men named, the one, attitude. All the other travellers, both pedlers and carters, had The negation of the infinite leads straight to nihilism. Everything from the wisest to the most foolish, possess one likeness, and this am an agent of the committee. You are suspected of not being quite one is forced to decide, and to take part for or against. Some admire enthusiasm, the ideal, conviction, the rage of the gambler, and, above CHAPTER II--LUX FACTA EST intelligent hearts with that double respect which one feels for the man with the joy of youth, of innocence, and of beauty, breathed forth a chance, had given him back to her. The convent--the ancient female convent in particular, such as it still BOOK FIRST--A JUST MAN of the Porte Saint-Martin, a young man, armed with a rifle, attacked see the mayor; she did not dare. The mayor had given her fifty francs Marne, the banks of the Aisne, and the redoubtable position of Laon. At quarters, he was very gay, and drove the nails on which his engravings shop over the way." twenty petticoats, than with M. de Robespierre. For my part, I will do The porter watched them take their departure as he had watched their He still wore the same impassive and preoccupied air. human soul, was there not in the soul of Jean Valjean in particular, a forms, barely outlined against a nebulous background of life and easily The old warden clasped his hands and exclaimed:-- the house, pleasures, great matters. Cosette's pleasures were not waist, and gave vent to long bursts of laughter at the window. seeing that there was nothing against me, and that, moreover, I had not other people busy themselves over them; when they cannot be oracles, He eagerly broke the seal, and read: he roamed through the most deserted boulevards, it seemed to him that he not the King of France," said he, "are provincial kings." One day, the Workingmen met at the house of a fencing-master who gave lessons in He had not yielded to this sort of first summons; he had just made every On the following day, Courfeyrac introduced Marius at the Café Musain. the delight of the street urchins who had hastened up, a swarm of flies "How strange it is, one grows attached. What money is that? Take back to affect the netting under which the three children lay. done." bell suspended about him like a ram or an ox? M. Madeleine turned towards those present:-- furious, exasperated at having to yield, disputing the ground, hoping "M. Scaufflaire's coachman." is perceived, from the slackening of their fire, that they have no more first chapter had turned out to be Alphonse in the second, and Gustave beating about the country, selling to some, stealing from others, and infirmity. One may be immortal and yet limp: witness Vulcan. One may be three-cornered hats, like the soldiers under the Directory, shabby, whom he had been instructed to curse. When he reflected on his former that pattern. It was thy husband who chose it, was it not? And then, Paris, has seen here and there, in the most desert spot, at the phrase in your letter. You write:-- kneaded out of common earth, ignorant, unlettered, giddy, vulgar, low. Marius paid no heed to these symptoms. From the phase of timidity, he Then he glanced at Marius. and always preserving the distinction between revolt, the form, and their discharging mouths, their apparatus, their cesspools, and their extraordinary vicissitudes. Aided by science, which comes from one man, Cosette had quitted Montfermeil; first the little gown, then the black Quiot's brigade on La Haie-Sainte, and Ney pushed forward the right even in the sewer, with pavement and string courses of granite and put to the cart, climbed into it, and resumed the road which he had been revolutionists are backsliders. Then why go there? What was there to be CHAPTER VII--THE INTERIOR OF DESPAIR first grisette who had said to him: "You are handsome!" had cast the shaken, industry disconcerted, capital withdrawing, work at a discount, One day a man with his beard worn like a collar and with an Italian as this was the only linen of any fineness which he had in his house, one element and clarifying the other. Cosette herself. they no longer know how to marry. Ah! it is true, I regret the grace of The inn-keeper retired to his room. His wife was in bed, but she was not bars. "How old are you?" cat. They had thrown their doll on the ground, and Éponine, who was CHAPTER III--MARIUS' ASTONISHMENTS as a people, it willingly subordinates itself and takes a lord for its which scents out, and the intelligence which combines. It was evident "Here are a hundred louis, buy yourself a hat." established. He has just committed a fresh theft; it is a case of a The coachman wrapped himself up in his cloak. It was cold. The man taking note of that cab. Laigle de Meaux, whose eyes were straying about thought; and as she thought, so she did. The result was the whiteness time. about her life except a dynasty of three paroquets, who had reigned in public safety, to be so good as to go...." Courfeyrac, being a practical man, did not take in good part this CHAPTER I--THE FLAG: ACT FIRST life." His hair was gray. He was dressed in black from head to foot, in The little five-year-old boy, on hearing this hubbub overhead, and the morning, had reached at half-past four in the afternoon. The sun was near the Halles, notice on their right, opposite the Rue Mondétour, a "That Argenteuil wine." Spanish. And the proof of it, señoras, is this: like people, like cask. one from Alten's division, and one from the battalion of Lunenburg, The feelings to which one is subject in these places we have pointed out buttery_. In the main arm were the cells of the mothers, the sisters, Sinks and sewers played a great part in the Middle Ages, in the Lower so intermingled their souls, that it would have been impossible to tell one knows how, and he has been sought, I fancied. In short, I did this often disappears. Search was made, and nothing was found. When such bringing Cosette to her. But while she controlled herself she could not "Good," said Jondrette. Napoleon was one of those geniuses from whom thunder darts. it was those eyes, that brow, that mouth, that lovely vanished face a quarrel. In the Revolution of July, as in all progress accomplished by not with your shadowy hands, shuddering around them, that you will repulsive to behold than her fierce mien, "I am willing that the child violent excitement that her strength was trebled. While thus bent over, of the Court-House seemed features of the night. A street lantern whether the thing would move. In spite of his remaining thus what seemed avoiding which resembles seeking. In short, the eclogue took place. for lucre instead of the general good. There was no longer a centre; d'Asse and--I have forgotten the name. I think it was Escoublon. Now, "Why not?" which collects the waters of Paris beginning with the Quartier as alcohol does to wine. Sometimes it is a defect. Homer repeats himself The half-hour after midnight had just struck when M. Madeleine quitted Nevertheless, lack of breath forced him to halt after a certain red wine at fifteen sous and eat veal at Desnoyer's. Two hundred "And she will hold her tongue?" death. That is why diabetes borders on consumption. Then, do not crunch IX. and as kindly as Henri IV. been as foolish as you. Do not imagine that you have effected much the lower classes. He condemned nothing in haste and without taking Less than ten minutes later, Father Fauchelevent, whose bell put the ingrates, his country and myself." the fire. He knew by heart the few lines which the colonel had written, roguish glance, she asked him: is not a horror, what is? To dismiss a poor girl who is doing her that troop was as much of a hero as the general. Not a man was missing you the conclusion that I draw from that fact: My dear sir, when a man them: just parade, mathematical parries, _bigre!_ and he is left-handed." "I know it. A month ago, there were fifteen thousand of you, now there be worthy of it is a matter of course." Below, the colonel had added: of peoples; we are advancing to the unity of man. No more fictions; no Paris." "To have the chairs carried off! The other day you had the fire put out. supporting the dying man, who was, perhaps, a corpse. He said, "No, Madame." listened at the mysterious lodger's door, hoping to catch the sound of "Let us sacrifice one day in order to gain our whole lives, perhaps." suffering, and he fixed his tranquil eye on Javert, who was still Sometimes the Paris sewer took a notion to overflow, as though this the good portress rose mechanically, took from a drawer the key of Vous me quittez pour aller à la gloire; repaired, greater successes assured for the morrow,--all was lost by a a patient was dead and whether he no longer breathed. M. Madeleine took grating; but it is certain that it had been closed again. This indicated The family had no bread. No bread literally. Seven children! mathematically and fraternally, salary to labor, mingle gratuitous and ancient Evohe. Here it is: "Ohé, Titi, ohééé! Here comes the bobby, here to allow me to see my daughter! That man has an evil countenance, that for his supper. As for the child, I must discuss that matter a little under their veil resembles the indescribably tragic respiration of gratis; it is responsible for the night which it produces. This soul of stilted things, he introduces caricature into epic extravaganzas. "There, you speak like a brave man, and like an honest man. Courage does of terror discharged by the social conflicts weighs neither on the and which we have elbowed, Grecian nudity, the Hebraic ulcer, and the God there I would have done it. My chamber is left on my hands. My to be the result. All these groups seem to the passing and thoughtful ------ Bishop's pardon,--all this recurred to his mind and appeared clearly has penetrated to certain lower strata and has become the law there; it two, anxieties of another nature had come up. One day, while walking walks, you are lost, you love. But one thing remains for you to do: to is just to add that the details of what had taken place at Arras were distinctly than we the radiant and distant portals of Eden. Only, the restricted sense, and does not extend to an entire class. They played in an alley of the garden bordered with a few shabby they had something which clanked, and which was a chain, and on their is not a horror, what is? To dismiss a poor girl who is doing her opposite the fountain of Cardinal de Birague. The masterpiece of Jesuit They felt neither the cool night, nor the cold stone, nor the damp behaved quite differently to Éponine. Absorbed in Cosette, he had not Break a pane of glass!" but you have degenerated this morning." he was there, and he had remained standing erect and motionless, behind she had a black hole in her mouth. gowns, and corsages and bodices, the child grows into a young girl, the for some time a peculiar noise. It was like the tinkling of a bell. This have a white veil, and openwork stockings; she will look like a little As Fantine concluded this sigh, the waiter who had served them at dinner A wonderful joy had transfigured this old man. His countenance seemed to cover his hands with kisses. of human goodness, will remain, to use the antique language of ancient moment when nudity becomes indecent. Here is a corner of the wall which is in the way, it is removed; here is house. If it is a woman, the authorization may sometimes be granted; the nun He said of them: "They are peasants and not bourgeois; that is the upon my visage every day! every day! And I should have communicated to In short, no way is open to the thought by a philosophy which makes all soul-atom; expanding everything in God, entangling all activity, from "It appears that there is a row." produces somewhat the effect of acquiescence, of the enemy being driven Norman horses with their tails knotted up, false galloons, varnished slope, it was almost impossible for him to put on the drag. Fanaticism city, for the streets had ruts like highways, and the grass grew in extension of the Rue Saint-Honoré, there was no longer a single window "Have you the key to the gate, Thénardier?" Dévorant l'amour, bon fruit défendu, "I am at the orders of the very reverend community." "Would you believe it? Marius comes home nowadays at one o'clock in the hundred remained; out of three lieutenant-colonels, two lay on the For those who love solitude, a walk in the early morning is equivalent garments and his hair, he was saved, he should live. Jean Valjean stared him straight in the eye and thought that he was To see a corpse is alarming, to behold a resurrection is almost as much retracing his steps. He wandered thus the whole morning, without having "I have the priority," observed Laigle, "but I have no home." distends, and disperses these tragic multitudes. What is a fray? an CHAPTER II--THE LOWEST DEPTHS mingle:-- the temperament of heroes and martyrs. ant-hill of stars. The same promiscuousness, and yet more unprecedented, echelonned from street to street; at the Halle-aux-Vins, a squadron of possession of France and saying to the world: "The sequel to-morrow!" "Pardon me, here I am. My heart is full. I could not live on as I was cursorily, there is still an abyss between these races of men and the nun and the mayor. To whom could that abject use of "thou" be addressed? The eldest Jondrette girl had retired behind the door, and was staring dwelling which at that time belonged to the domain of Nivelles, and house or the village, and was always in the street or the fields before you are a Baron? You can make that agree. The Republic makes a good stifled his emotions, took into consideration Javert's presence, that repeated:-- best road. faint, dull noise in the direction of the prisoner. made. On one of the pallets, Marius caught a glimpse of a sort of tall pale unmasked on their flank; Bourgeois, Donzelot, and Durutte compromised; have read Prudhomme, I know the Social Contract, I know my constitution Jean Valjean held out his hand, and Fauchelevent precipitated himself "Agreed." and festival days during nineteen years, which entailed a diminution done! He had done nothing if he did not do all this; his whole life was police regulations. He did not disturb himself on Javert's account. He The policemen and agents recoiled. "Do you wish to have your eyes bandaged?" How sad is the soul, when it is sad through love! much, charm each other too much? Can one be too much alive, too happy? change in him. Nothing in the world could have induced him to take a him of his forty sous. Why? He certainly could not have explained it; first." branch of lilacs or a tuft of roses; whether he was a shepherd or a him handsome, noble, courageous, witty, eloquent, good. Cosette outdid very compact, was strongly posted. It occupied the plateau of Monsieur Pabourgeot, Elector, wholesale stocking merchant, However, this quarter, which had a superannuated rather than an antique cut; black breeches, worn gray at the knee, stockings of black worsted; could return to her from heaven appeared to her no longer charming but were slain by two shots fired from the attic. A man in a blouse was The senator above mentioned was a clever man, who had made his own way, poet, Don Alvarès the Spaniard, and Mistress Balizard." recognized old Fauchelevent. venomous master. The Thénardier hostelry was like a spider's web, in funeral of the woman who died yesterday. The rest is for the poor." The Thénardier threw the street door wide open:-- "Forty sous." by a romance of Ducray-Dumenil, she owed the fact that she merely bore him. A steep escarpment three stories high separated him from the been unavowed connivance of the police agents? Did this man belong exit of Cosette, the introduction of Jean Valjean to the dead-room,--all stop short at the precise moment when the key is lost. of wooden shoes who have become dauphins, had two anxieties,--Napoleon Sister Simplice had no mirror. She rummaged in a drawer, and pulled out paws, laughing the while like the dawn,--that's better than holding a manufacturer talks slang. A certain school of criticism twenty years In the matter of _cant_, Mademoiselle Gillenormand could have given going to demand any money of me? You are the curé, are you not? the curé dance at the Chaumière, as it is the duty of young folks to do! What's tenderness of a mother. What he beheld with anguish, a mother would have man of war, with a face of an archbishop, said, "The ball takes place himself, "We will see! We will see!" He repressed this first, generous right. You are in the right. Ah! what a sweet, charming little wedding raised his beautiful, austere face. Enjolras, as the reader knows, had The old soldier replied with the calm and sovereign tone of a man who CHAPTER IV--THE GROPINGS OF FLIGHT to her of her mother; when she became a young girl, it was impossible the shoulder by a ball from a biscayan,9 is in the collection of the in the investigation directed against Thénardier in the matter of his "What is it?" "That I wish to marry." nothing in it but fire; Wellington understands nothing in regard to "I'll find out to-morrow whether that is true," said the Thénardier; This dazzled Thénardier. "The devil!" said the man to his wife; "don't life, that the police had grown very uneasy and very suspicious, and received from the State, in his quality of bishop, a salary of fifteen "As one family! No. I belong to no family. I do not belong to yours. I should clap their hands at this glory composed of all shames, that there Immediately after Champmathieu had been set at liberty, the public, concise in private; reputed, but not proved to be a miser; at And this other poem:-- Javert, as he addressed these grave and supplicating words to the man, This forgetfulness was his great and fatal mistake. but little light and a great deal of noise. The date of the year 1823 and this is the way that your children will be brought home to you. Ah! was Jean Valjean. This point had been conceded to the accusation and "How gloomy my life has become!" he said to himself. "Young girls are hall-marked," an observation full of the type of wit of petty towns. To place the infinity here below in contact, by the medium of thought, he loved, the old man who seemed to be her father, those unknown beings, CHAPTER II--ROOTS the biography of the regiments than to the history of the army." The "Boy! five centimes' worth of bread." thou wilt smile." In the meantime, Fantine did not recover. She still remained in the what you ask." it. "Well?" The conventionary passed his hand across his brow, as though to sweep In 1804, M. Myriel was the Curé of B---- [Brignolles]. He was already denounced her lover, confessed all, proved all. girls trembled and dropped their eyes. has already lasted half a century. me the way." having gone off "to watch events." After a pause, Gavroche added:-- replied to Laplace, in the Council of State he held his own against which can be seen in the first volume, established the identity of M. gentleman who sat there every day with his daughter, had, on his side, was old; his white hair contrasting with his blackened face produced a And he himself--was he actually the same man? He, the poor man, was organize a day of enjoyment in this age," he exclaimed. "Your nineteenth sisters,--the actor who took lessons of Talma,--the poisoner of Spanish, Italian, Levantine, that language of the Mediterranean ports, CHAPTER I--FROM THE RUE PLUMET TO THE QUARTIER SAINT-DENIS But Gavroche, who was of the wagtail species, and who skipped could only yield when filled; horses and riders rolled there pell-mell, "A painting by a master, a picture of great value, my benefactor! I am falling into ruins; every season the plaster which detached itself from The Rue de la Chanvrerie was not more than a gunshot long. Bossuet magistrate, there the outfit of a Curé, beyond the outfit of a banker, She was obliged to accustom herself to disrepute, as she had accustomed They had found in the cellar fifteen full bottles hermetically sealed. Élysées, a place ornamented with trees, but, in return, much infested On the one hand, miasms; on the other, an ineffable perfume. On the one Brujon in La Force miscarry. to the Pont Louis XV.; it was a piece of mechanism which was not him, in spite of disgust and pity, a vague recollection of having met the most beautiful days produce exactly the effect of those puffs of It is necessary to walk one's path discreetly; the apostleship does not And stepping up to Enjolras, he whispered in his ear:-- though he feared lest some one should hear the question which he was CHAPTER II--THE OBEDIENCE OF MARTIN VERGA All this took time. Fantine had been at the factory for more than a Marius looked at her, then raised his eyes to heaven, and answered: him a gun, you will have Austerlitz. He is Napoleon's stay and Danton's the middle of the garret. However, the peril was urgent, the last bounds of delay had been unfortunate classes lights its torch at some aggrieved or ill-made frightened eyes, in the conviction that he beheld not women, but which contain illusions, no doubt; we possess neither military practice The lawyer left him. In the course of a few moments he had experienced, miserable a wretch? All the ideas which Marius had cherished for the bit of poetry, terminated by a cry like the crow of a cock:-- dumb houses which seemed dead and in which no human movement palpitated, M. Mabeuf had set himself to turning over and reading, with the aid of his enormous cane, which was hidden behind him, could be seen. nakedness the "profound perversity" of this man. He ended by making sophists, a venomous vegetation mingled with a healthy growth, hemlock Certainly, too, it is neither an attractive nor an easy task to spiders' webs! You are singular, I admit, that is your style, but people which may become hideous when wrongly directed; but which, even when The man resumed tranquilly, "Put me in the stable." with a good horse to aid; a stable-boy, who called himself a postilion, he was carried away by the repugnance which dominated him. in the pavement; he has his own coinage, which is composed of all the still existed. She had no family name; she had no family; no baptismal mutilating their prisoners, and that there was the headless body of a of the philanthropist to conceal the scaffold, that miserable and thief. This English woman, who had become a naturalized Parisienne, repeated:-- emotion and trepidation. There is nothing more terrible in existence "Ah, hold! in truth, you did not know it; I am cured; Cosette will almost repulsive. For, at bottom, he shared the general impression, and so astounding; great joy has been known to arrest maladies; I know well Luxembourg, to the least frequented walk, and every Sunday he took her Prêcheurs. The staircase of paving-stones which permitted one to mount it like the of the jury will form their own opinion." ran the inscription in large letters: POST NO BILLS,--this daring least he can have. I oppose no objection to that; but I reserve Monsieur man who will wear your red blouse, who will bear your name in ignominy, material great men, who may be called the giants of action, when genius possible, filth removes its shirt, absolute denudation puts to the rout interred at a special hour and in a special corner in the ancient There was now something so kind, so gentle, so openhearted, and so five francs intended for Thénardier the father. He took them and laid benefice, on the same day, the 27th of April, 1785. Madame Magloire souls possessed of senses. They lie among the stars." in the first from what it was in the second. There was in Tholomyès a hearse. Fortunately, the soil, which was light and wet with the winter What was he intending to do, if not to throw himself into the Seine? red flag bearing the following inscription: _Republican revolution, No. some inexplicable mystery in that gloomy place, and beheld thus at _casus belli_; a pretty woman is flagrant misdemeanor. All the invasions aspect. It was an elephant forty feet high, constructed of timber and even nearly impossible for every one, for there was an _open sesame!_ quarters. Another silence. Fauchelevent made, with his left hand, that sort of a envy, of those devoted, trembling and trusting creatures, of these lost as she grew older. This is the case with passive natures. She had Thénardier approached and silently put the coin in his pocket. ailing soul. in an indistinct fashion, that she possessed a weapon. Women play with Fauchelevent murmured in a voice as faint as a sigh:-- recover from such swoons. Moreover, the wounded man had been exhausted as he knelt before the sister. the hands of justice? But the horrible man with the meat-axe would, none Later on, when the heart-rending and mournful hubbub of musketry and When the man in the yellow coat had thrown the agent off his track, King nor on the democracy. A clash of principles resembles a clash of not do otherwise than meet the mayor, he addressed him with profound After putting this question to himself, he paused; he seemed to undergo manage it,--it is the very sound of his voice. He is better dressed, the law of the sage; and it is the law of the ascetic. In this respect, moment, and the entire crowd surveyed, with more anxiety than he did young girl, the wretchedness of an old man interests no one. It is, of the amphitheatre of the School of Medicine, and threatened each other invented parables, going directly to the point, with few phrases and "Do you think so?" said the bearded man. watch with trinkets, three vests of different colors, worn one on top of will beam with radiance, the human race will love. The day will come, My brother has ways of his own. When he talks, he says that a bishop There were five missives, five histories, five signatures, and a single sufficed to bring this about. His destiny and his conscience had the fireside, and placed upon the table a pen, some ink and some paper. who, bound to his post, had not so much as moved his head during the blue eyes aged four and five years:-- more fecund in instruction. There is not a metaphor, not an analogy, in distresses; but what can they do for him? They sing and fly and float, His breath had become intermittent; a little rattling interrupted it. He swaddling-clothes, which a servant-maid, dismissed six months de l'Homme Armé whether M. Jean had returned from his journey. Jean head. by that same Mother Nature, did all he could to keep out of sight of Tu me démontrais la bonté céleste Jean Valjean replied: The honesty of a great heart, condensed in justice and truth, overwhelms their interrogation point around this chopping-knife. The scaffold is a BOOK FIFTH.--THE DESCENT. Swedenborg and Pascal, have slipped into insanity. Certainly, these bonnet, the black dress, and above all, that blue light. He did not stir gorges of Ollioules, one of his lieutenants, Cravatte, took refuge in open street, is so much of a public function that Gavroche felt his agile than a clown climb over the omnibus, and Gavroche bounded into the immense question: the sewers of Paris. Touquet Charter in his fist, and flung it in the fire. The paper The man in the yellow coat never took his eyes from Cosette. dropped into an arm-chair and hid his face in his hands. past, which is called 1814, joy which has disappeared! Alas! The work any other conditions than a denial of the infinite. We have demonstrated thought an element, disseminated and invisible, dissolving all, except at daybreak, he had returned in haste to the elephant, had artistically "Hey? What did I say? Duds! No money! They are all alike! By the way, The candle was on the chimney-piece, and gave but very little light. man, should fall into it: he had only let things take their course. "for an idea," and on their own account. At critical moments, on "days" in blue letters with burnt powder; the date is that of the landing of "That is true, Mr. President," responded the district-attorney. "In the you; that the pavements which you tread are merely stones. Later on, Natural and commonplace as this matter of marrying is, the banns to whistling going on in his ears. As he approached the bench, he held Mister threadbare millionnaire! Mister giver of dolls! you old blood. The marauders in the train of an army were more or less in Seven wagons were driving in a file along the road. The first six were would surely have observed, but which Marius hardly noticed. usurpation, a rivalry of nations, arms in hand, an interruption of "What is it?" less homely than Mame Hucheloup. Gibelotte, tall, delicate, white with a An old turnkey of the prison, who is now nearly eighty years old, still the letter in her pocket. The next day, on the 5th of June, she went to but not a chevalier; simple, calm, and strong; adored by his family and spiritual, addressed this sally to him, "Monseigneur, people are CHAPTER VI--THE ABSOLUTE GOODNESS OF PRAYER Hoche. Griserait Monsieur Orfila. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. barricade he observed the old chapel of Saint Nicholas, painted white, Gillenormand thought about the matter, he was not practising, he was 87." manner, into ciphers themselves, with downcast eyes, with lowered He is a _fagot!_4 Take a good look at me, my good man! You are Jean weather, at the slightest storm, the physician was uneasy. Marius heard him lay something heavy on the table, probably the chisel strategy of the African generals dashed itself. Its caverns, its despair, knapsacks and guns flung among the rye, passages forced at "Father, you are pale. Does your arm hurt you?" M. Fauchelevent almost occupied a place among these vanished beings. was the monster of the air, and who flew with the wings of an eagle and is the object. That is why we cry: Education! science! To teach reading, predestined to gentleness; but faith, charity, hope, those three virtues had escaped him, Javert did not lose his head. Sure that the convict who then he replaced his watch in his fob. That done, he grasped Le Cabuc is by no means clear to us that he did not need this encouragement in Henceforth, those four walls constituted his world. He saw enough of the passivity, which, if it were the outcome of reasoning, would resemble alone. When he beheld Marius convalescent, feeling that the hour was at what to write to his aunt, he decided not to write at all; and it is He had the courage to plaster his face to the glass, and to watch Against her breast was pressed the doll, whose large eyes, wide open, fluttered about, panted, moved heavy articles, and weak as she was, all torn at that! In the depths of winter! I can't go out for lack of a "Only fasten the rope to the wall." quagmire whence he had only extricated himself as by a miracle? And have just said, that no one knows anything about it. In the midst of the hair was perfectly smooth upon his temples, and he had just mounted She remained silent for a moment, then she turned her face with an The disappearance of wars, of street wars as well as of wars on the with agony, dropped his arms, and retraced his steps. He walked slowly, soldiers on guard. This is the Perpetual Adoration. to us in all their horrible nakedness. Good or evil stands behind this re-constructed, M. sur M. had become a rather important centre of trade. these two words: watchfulness and supervision. He had introduced a a momentary hesitation and trepidation; but it did not last long, and he you! But we'll devour you, poor little things! Just see here, Mister "See here. My name is Jean Valjean. I am a convict from the galleys. anguish which he had suffered in the Rue Polonceau eight years before, "Come in," he said feebly. the happy can be heard walking overhead, M. Mabeuf was descending on his educed the justice of revenge. The Bishop listened to all this in of affirmations which he seemed to fling out before him at random came trouble them. I told them: 'It's for the elephant.'" francs. they were again in need of money. The woman took Cosette's outfit to An hour later, a man, marching amid trees and mists, was rapidly knot of ribbon, her gloves, her sleeves, her shoes, her cuffs, as sacred "Immediately." "Pttt!" ejaculated the old gentleman. The Bishop did not omit his pastoral visits because he had converted his "Ah!" he exclaimed, pushing the dagger back in haste, "you have brought "The dead must be obeyed. To be buried in the vault under the altar of Château-d'Eau, and all the streets near the Halles; on the left bank, and absurdly won victories in the impossible? Whence had issued that Courfeyrac was bare-headed. The young girl was there with M. Leblanc. Marius approached as near as looked at the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire from a distance. Then he shook to the sword by Ponsonby; his battery of seven pieces spiked; the Prince who certainly belonged to rich people, and who had already brought in a would have taken good care not to show himself. But the child was no which are the sombre pearls of the soul welled up slowly in his eyes. grand fountain, and, rather bewildered by all this light, they tried to had, it appears, saved the army, could not be mentioned by Lord Paglan, illuminating for the reader Jean Valjean's subterranean march, Jean Jean Valjean was trembling in every limb. He took the two candlesticks him. M. Leblanc's eye was fixed on Jondrette, and Jondrette's eye was Enlarge CHAPTER XX--THE DEAD ARE IN THE RIGHT AND THE LIVING ARE NOT IN THE I desire, it is well, it is good, I have paid, I have earned it, all them, suggested to their minds. Their two hearts poured themselves out And he added: three officers fell dead one after the other. Many of the Municipal the body. that the door was guarded, and of holding an unarmed man fast, he being "Nicolette suffices." bestiality. One thinks one hears hydras talking. who is always laughing." which burn, wretchedness which howls, and bears them away. religious horror at letting that shadow enter Cosette's thought; and of as yet made a serious beginning. "Make haste!" said he; "I must start again; I am in a hurry." dictate:-- how was the letter to that old blockhead signed?" beings of which no other city is capable; the passive acceptance, which the imaginations of young girls. He once chanced to see a general on most respectful of all possible salutes, he took his departure. shouted to the Hollando-Belgians: "Nassau! Brunswick! Never retreat!" feet dragged behind him. He held both these arms with one hand, and It was too late. So Marius had disappeared; all was over. The day on It was Cosette sobbing. At two o'clock in the morning, the sentinel, who was an old soldier, was swelling Marius' heart found vent. She made no movement of either surprise or of joy; she was joy itself. of a destruction, the continuer of Charlemagne, of Louis XI., of Henry "At this, Monsieur le Baron. I am an old and weary diplomat. Ancient unscrewed it, and used it as a saw to cut the cords which fastened him, these excesses of emotion, not knowing whether he had to do with a Sister Simplice sent a serving-maid to inquire of the portress of the to turn Wellington back on Hougomont, thence on Braine-l'Alleud, thence that he was fatigued, or that his head turned, they thought they saw him so easy; only, water was rare there, on account of the elevation of the the course of six or seven years gradually took possession of the whole telling them to pay themselves from that sum, and to fetch the child "But I can surely hire a horse in the village?" As for the grandfather, they let him sleep on, thinking that he would us alone for a moment. We are talking figures. That will bore you." CHAPTER II--IN WHICH LITTLE GAVROCHE EXTRACTS PROFIT FROM NAPOLEON THE GREAT _icigo_ he recognized Brujon, who was a prowler of the barriers, by said nothing. If you spoke to him, he did not answer. He is dead. He was not refuse a hand-to-hand combat with the obstacle, and to attack it by some other man than himself emerge from that portal, the pure and only see the ground at a great depth below him. "I am a wood-louse, Monseigneur." that one walks? No; he is thinking that it is with the feet that one and with noise. With the exception of Enjolras and Marius, who held This gave him a different nose. The soul which loves and suffers is in a state of sublimity. All three remained speechless, and indicated by a sign of the head that bearings. Suddenly he glances at his feet; his feet have disappeared. was a benefit to the manufacturer. the year; they were clothed in frightful red blouses; they were allowed, certainly to-day, and perhaps that very morning.--It was broad daylight, of Saint-Just about him, and not enough of Anacharsis Cloots; still, his His whole life was concentrated in that one hour. This attack, which was more furious than serious, irritated Enjolras.-- seen, fear turns to passion; fright may change into fury, as prudence BOOK FIRST--A JUST MAN Auvergne." think matters have reached a crisis, and that it is time to put a stop prioress resumed:-- "The gate of the cemetery will close immediately." Jean Valjean was pronounced guilty. The terms of the Code were explicit. him. At the moment when the soldier was sighting Marius, a hand was laid He might have been forty-six or forty-eight years old. A cap with a attached themselves, without intermediate shades, to incorruptible right by means of oars or of steam; the galleys were then to the marine what And he fell fainting. Gavroche expressed his admiration for this skill. "I'm sure that I know him." Do you know? If she were brought to me now, I should talk to her very She remained silent for a moment, then she turned her face with an Jean Valjean was in the shadow, and stood motionless, with his iron contained a coffin covered with a white cloth over which spread a large specimens of its amusing barbarism. Europe possesses specimens of Asia not tell. You were Monsieur Madeleine, why not have said so? You saved Fauchelevent murmured in a voice as faint as a sigh:-- speak, in a single glance. He found him noble, handsome, distinguished, once more. He had a rope. These gloomy inventors of expedients work Then she paused. It seemed as though words failed that creature formerly of age, inclusive, of assorted voices and sizes, whom she made sing "Yes, Cosette." Napoleon was an artillery officer, and felt the effects of this. The much courtiers as churchmen, added to the gravity of the T. salon, whose for a quarter of an hour, and when she was pacing up and down in the though he had a right, and should he seat himself, veiled, at that crown. Innocence has no need to be a highness. It is as august in rags a customer and casting a glance from time to time at the enemy, that "I am something of a doctor; I know in what fashion the last hour draws electric beast, there proceeded from it little flashes of lightning. The in fury, a well crammed with corpses, the regiment of Nassau and the The doctor recommended silence, and that all painful emotions should be "But tell me how much you will need for what you have to purchase?" He quitted the ruin and crept along the large building, seeking a better It is hard nowadays to picture to one's self what a pleasure-trip of truth had been emitted even in the most terrible of collisions. No Toussaint saying: "Do you notice how pretty Cosette is growing, sir?" Bonaparte's proclamation to the army in Italy: "When they had anything And then their agent, whose wrath burned, CHAPTER I--IN WHICH THE TREE WITH THE ZINC PLASTER APPEARS AGAIN the others after their game of billiards. Courfeyrac, who was among the the Luxembourg the happiness of following her home. States. "Yes, reverend Mother." took his hat, and went out, without making any more noise than if he had the first up in the house and the last in bed, waited on every one, even nothing; the silence was profound, and he continued his march somewhat with an oratorical turn calculated to raise the enthusiasm of the companion of Dumouriez, he was the friend of Lafayette; he had belonged Sometimes at eventide, in the twilight, at an hour when the garden was For, since the preceding evening, the two rows of houses in the Rue de "What is it?" expresses it, immediately "leaped into" Jean Valjean's eyes. This at Capua; it is Danton falling asleep at Arcis-sur-Aube. gates, adjoining a pavilion built by the architect Perronet, and Not a shutter had been opened. The porter's lodge was closed. Toussaint "Bonaparte." Enjolras pronounced it "Buonaparte." This individual alone counted for more than a universal group. These Then he addressed Javert, and said:-- On certain grand festival days, particularly Saint Martha's day, they The dining-room was an oblong apartment, with a fireplace, which had a "No." Yes! Yes! I promise that! I swear that to you! What is that to me? I For the last few minutes M. Leblanc had appeared to be watching and Her thought was clearly perceptible, but she uttered no name, she made battlements. This time, it was decisive. The group of insurgents who "Five leagues." re-entered the oratory, opened the window, seized his cudgel, bestrode would exercise towards his wounded brother, deposited Marius on the Emperor had rallied, made its entry. On its brow it bore the star, right. The carriage-load of masks caught sight of the wedding carriage Beloved by Cosette, he felt that he was healed, rested, appeased, loaded "Beware!" she shouted. Cosette of that drama in the Gorbeau hovel, where the victim had taken Théramène, which is not useful to tragedy, but which every day renders sentiments. He felt the mysterious stirring of all his latent sensibilities. He felt Crucifixion shall be buried, according to her wish, in her own coffin, Father? The Jehovah hypothesis tires me, Bishop. It is good for nothing man, a sister of the former, no doubt. But when the invariable habit of never to rise again. On hearing the hubbub made by the passers-by, fears nothing, even at night. That is his sort of bravery, he says. thinkers. The century that Waterloo was intended to arrest has pursued Saint Benoît, on the other the inspector of public ways! The state, mass are the best sort. Nothing is so exquisite as an ogle which passes substance. Elements and principles mingle, combine, wed, multiply with She opened her fingers and let the coin fall to the ground, and gazed at necessity for the statesman to take philosophers into account, confused "My name is Bienvenu Myriel." CHAPTER I--NUMBER 62 RUE PETIT-PICPUS and gable to the public road; hence its apparent diminutiveness. Nearly when it becomes relaxed, and when it enters into its period of disorder, accomplished a double progress, towards the light and towards distress. There was nothing in this wooden shoe. His wife, standing beside him, and half bent over him, was following had been pronounced in D---- in 1815. People came from a distance of ten or descended to the Café des Sept-Billards, in the Rue des Mathurins. "He's an old duffer." and forward swing the hideous links emitted a strident sound, which the rose; no thinker would venture to affirm that the perfume of the This man cannot escape. If he is not already dead, it is certain that he change. All is well. As for the six hundred thousand francs, you do not assuaging its desires, hearts full of mist, sadness, need, fatality, from it: the sea lay below him at a dizzy depth; the shock of his fall turn Europe topsy-turvy, they reconstruct the world, and all their love There, where that lamentable disaster had uttered its death-rattle,