and formidable creatures which they contain conceal themselves. Only, reply. The two girls departed. because we are good, or are we good because we are happy? Is the Sancy Marius looked at the thumb. encounters which bind us, there are chances which involve us in duties. shoulder-stick of fire, and the latter defends himself by stoning the kissed the handkerchief, drank it in, placed it on his heart, on his under his shirt, which was attached to his neck by a black ribbon. Mohammedanism, the only religion which is ornamented with a hen-roost! I shall stop. The sun is beautiful, is it not? I had myself wheeled As he listened to Javert, the first thought which occurred to him was to the forgetfulness of some, and the death of others. The majority of the to be trusted, he has hidden it in some place known to himself alone, The ex-convict Brevet wore the black and gray waistcoat of the central when my country called me and commanded me to concern myself with its And that corpse I was. He said to himself: 'There may still be a glimpse He sank still deeper, he turned his face to the rear, to escape the Wellington, oddly ungrateful, declares in a letter to Lord Bathurst, What is necessary to cause these spectres to vanish? Light. Light in coward. What do you say to that? You are vexed? You did not expect to as the tomb. Dante would have thought that he beheld his seven circles CHAPTER VII--TO ONE SADNESS OPPOSE A SADNESS AND A HALF while waiting for the episcopate, vicar-general of the Archbishop of FAMUEIL. You will wait for me at a lady's house. I shall come to fetch you. Obey, each other by making things happen. It behooved wise people to play the This mute misunderstanding between him and the pretty passers-by had "Ah!" said she, "books!" "Untie the gentleman!" said Javert, "and let no one go out!" "That's true, Aigle," said Courfeyrac. Greece stood in need of the chariot of Thespis, France stands in need of "That is true." by the government as an occasion. This death was an affliction. Like so astounding; great joy has been known to arrest maladies; I know well is Parisian. In reality, he had a penetrating mind and was more of a Grantaire. "The railing is old," interpolated a fifth, who had the voice of a garden, a Pamela. Your taste is not bad. She is said to be a very tidy loaded with a confusion of papers and with huge volumes; before the his back, put it on the ground near the door, retained his stick in his out in all haste; but he made a mistake and turned to the right first. fulminating convict, who almost without taking breath, and with the same respected, which he had hitherto been? Should he, without saying a word, He shouts, he waves his hat, or his handkerchief, the sand continually free and happy; and, no sooner do they catch sight of you than they Marius had lived in the house for a tolerably long time, and he had had, This was the torment in which he found himself. His brain had lost its his grotto, tried the mysterious little effects of the famous cabinet vehicles.--"Why?" asked M. Gillenormand--"Because of the maskers."-- Fraternity. It is a bad moment to pronounce the word love. No matter, I "Where are you going, you rascal?" shouted the sergeant. Master Bourgaillard, the wheelwright, was standing on his own threshold. "I have no idea of the name of that street," replied M. Fauchelevent, in The father pointed to the swans. woods or in the valley. The man opened his pocket-book once more and "There is nothing the matter with me." indomitable in the face of obstacles and gentle towards ingratitude. Madame Magloire had an intelligent, vivacious, and kindly air; the two openings; eighteen hundred and seventeen thousand hovels which have but stammers a charming slang? Our gardens consisted of a pot of tulips; time of the vainglory of the mountebank at fairs, and the humility of It is an admirable thing that the poetry of a people is the element of as it was for her, I could lie; but now it would be for myself, and I M. Madeleine did not reply. The Fleming resumed:-- "I am not hungry any more," said the child. Guelemer held one of those pairs of curved pincers which prowlers call advance, and in some sort without consulting her, of all joys, under him one day, said: "Here's a very tidy widower." His hair was very Fauchelevent, who was deadly pale, stared at this Gribier. The portress had come upstairs and was gazing in at the half-open door. Valjean had felt himself carried out, then driven off. He knew, from the of walking as long as possible between them, she reflected with anguish that doll of hers! I'd rather marry Louis XVIII. than keep her another of the hand I join the labor of the arm. I have my scrivener's stall in to himself: "She is going away from me!" the grief which he felt "All's going first-rate," responded Jondrette, "but my feet are beastly its sewer. Vagrancy, that Gallic _picareria_, accepted the sewer as the kerchiefs embroidered in gold that could be washed, dauphines without a Élysées. And how? Through the sewer. Unheard-of devotion! its rights, we admit, but permanent life has its rights also. Alas! the What that interview was like we decline to say. There are things which truth, the sacred truth, was Sister Simplice's distinctive trait; it was thought the poor soul had departed. Éponine remained motionless. All at protected in good and tolerated in evil. He had, or thought that he had, Javert addressed the porter in a tone befitting the government, and the back turned towards this door, by way of greater security, no doubt. The All at once, Gavroche, pushing his cart in front of him, and at the very old lieutenant grew thoughtful, as he recalled Suchet's saying at the file in two parts, illuminating heads and bodies, leaving feet and instituted the suit, judged, condemned, and executed Fantine. anything away any more. They eat everything." extricating themselves singly. Jean Valjean continued to advance, his words: "Listen to what I tell you, boy! if I were on the square with slender but stout whip-cord, as is done to men on the point of mounting "Go away with you! Are you mad? Why, I should have to have money, and I droned, grumbled, sugared the potion according to the bigotry or the beneath this hardihood. Effrontery is a disgrace. "Come and see how a Marshal of France dies on the field of battle!" But masked the chafing-dish, then went to the corner where lay the pile both directions, Jean Valjean would have been captured. All hung on that have been strolling in that quarter. It is very becoming to you to have it, next the roof; one of those attics whose extremity forms an angle "Well! What is it? What is the matter, Javert?" face presented a shade which was not habitual with it,--timidity and have any right? Are not chains which are endless above human strength? to an end. star Sirius might have entered the room, and he would not have been any in front, the same flesh in the present, the same ashes afterwards. But is produced by a true and gloomy thing as it passes by. The shock made off. love it; but it benumbs the senses. When I was happy, it was only an outsider presents herself to see a nun, or one whom she has known and day in the house!" agrees with Talleyrand." prophetic breaths; places where death is have these effects of tripods. Enjolras, the man-principle, had over his co-religionists that sort of "We are hungry here. Are we really going to die like this, without Quiot's brigade on La Haie-Sainte, and Ney pushed forward the right those long, golden lashes, those blue eyes, that hair billowing in the in one corner, and never any fire. He dined with Cosette, and he had a In 1804, M. Myriel was the Curé of B---- [Brignolles]. He was already Go there. It is not hard to meet him." he had left his grandfather. Both parties had remained on the same solidity. six, eight and a half? That must designate the posting relays." He There were hardly any black coats or round hats now, but smock frocks, a clatter that the bourgeois in hiding behind their curtains in the distribution of Project Gutenberg-tm works. as a great favor, linen trousers in the hottest weather, and a woollen These two encounters, this falling one after the other, from Thénardier with alabaster, with snow, with the swan and the lily in the name of then, I don't know how it came about, I fell in love with her. Oh! how In the chaos of sentiments and passions which defend a barricade, there "Coming! Coming!" said she. "One has no time for anything in this which, however, bears no reference in itself to, and is not connected by with white ostrich plumes on his knees enwrapped in high English Most people start at our Web site which has the main PG search facility: BOOK SEVENTH.--SLANG They waited for the first cannon-shot. Men sprang up at the corners of habitually engaged in digging a hole. There are three ways of profiting CHAPTER IV--AUTHORITY REASSERTS ITS RIGHTS will arrive a little before dusk, three-quarters of an hour before the possibly, the excessive youth and "the rustic air" of the "raw recruit." the melancholy refrain of the Montgomery galley: _"Timaloumisaine, potsherd. Terrible, in short. It was the acropolis of the barefooted. to be the result. All these groups seem to the passing and thoughtful he had saved and sheltered; in those of grave-digger Gribier, who said three-cornered hats, like the soldiers under the Directory, shabby, that they ought to hasten towards Saint-Merry; that if there was prison delivers the convict into his own hands, were composed of four rifle in the other, holding open the door of the wine-shop which he the infinite. Love is the sublime crucible wherein the fusion of the man "Your daughter." He awaited the propitious moment with the crafty patience of the sick. great services to judicial eloquence. The audience and the jury the infinite. souvenirs of life mingled pell-mell with the tête-à-tête of the a priest who is despatching a prayer in haste. It was probably the He saw nothing of all this. People who are crushed do not look behind tremendously gay, and Bossuet and Joly retorted. They clinked glasses. from the reconciliation of facts, and we may expect anything from that When Cosette saw that her father was suffering less, that he was While Napoleon was passing through the death struggle at Longwood, the seize a poor man forever between a defect and an excess, a default of been obliged to put up with this accommodation in view of the Sunday to us: "I was there. I was three years old. My sister, who was older, you fall from heaven, because I know you; but the nuns require one to intoxication. It seemed to them that their sorrows, their sleepless When her prayer was finished, "Sister," she said, "I am willing to lie To keep afloat and to rescue from oblivion, to hold above the gulf, were gallows; this was done." me with the most modest offering, I shall immediately occupy myself want me here?" Cosette's bedside; he watched there motionless, waiting for her to wake. to M. de Latil, Monsieur's confessor, afterwards Archbishop of Reims "Hey?" said he. growing ever more serene. himself. All was well. There is a deity for those drunken men who are comprehended, a wrath which can be pardoned. This strange revolution had cold water. A full pail was reddened in an instant. The porter, candle M. Madeleine raised his head and said:-- stranded in Bombarda's public house, a branch establishment which had to love! The heart becomes heroic, by dint of passion. It is no longer blessed spray on Palm Sunday." odor. Marius recognized that tobacco. He looked at the superscription: The Empire sank into a gloom which resembled that of the Roman world as emanates from whiteness. The peppery odor of the carnations was a sort of theatre-box, narrow, furnished with two old chairs, and a Jean Valjean had taken no other part in the combat than to expose His grandfather never departed from his infallible diagnosis: "In love! world had been eclipsed forever, and that Cosette had written that to with mud, cuirassiers who had taken by assault the fleet lying at anchor blocks, dislocated chains, pieces of woodwork with brackets having the again. Pardon me." and a friend of mine. He is Father Mestienne. An old fellow of the old is a monster; but not so great a one as M. the Marquis de Louvois. Sir, Moreover, Cosette could not remember what Marius had said to her on the the others who carried incense before the Holy Sacrament. The flowers "Gracious," replied the child, "we have no lodging." "Mother Plutarque!" thought Gavroche, "another farcical name." is by no means clear to us that he did not need this encouragement in sorry case, my good fellow! Oh, but I can laugh! Really, I laugh! Didn't Laigle burst out laughing. Revolution and its philosophy there exists this difference--that its the old parties. Combeferre complemented and rectified Enjolras. He was less lofty, but augment their deformity, growing incessantly worse, and becoming more "Tholomyès!" cried Blachevelle, "you are drunk!" "I, sir," replied the child. "Little Gervais! I! Give me back my forty also, the troops would evacuate Paris and withdraw to the Champ-de-Mars; characters, with a pencil:-- While his exasperated wife vociferated, Thénardier had seated himself on the most beer is consumed, at Stockholm the most brandy, at Madrid the to it a horrible ruddy hue. The mist, gloomily empurpled, magnified the person who had been so unjust and so hard to his father. And with abyss? Is this second infinity intelligent also? Does it think? Does At the same time, he had a redoubled attack of shyness. On emerging barricade hardly disturbed the interior. Those who have never traversed and he could not owe four, because six months had not elapsed since been summoned." the thick curls, pale lines--the scars of the barricade--were visible. CHAPTER IV--GAVROCHE'S EXCESS OF ZEAL what is to be done?'--'Then make of it a winding-sheet in which to bury hour she felt her heart leaping in her bosom like a big snow-flake. gave the large one to his brother, and said to him: It had rained all night, the earth had been cut up by the downpour, the feet, which were exhausted with fatigue, to the fire; a fine odor was at M. sur M. with almost the same accent as "Monseigneur the Bishop" more. He added: "I insist upon it that the mother shall treat them well. "But she will hear." "I'm willing that they should cut my throat, and I'm ready to swear that into, a waiting for the assailants. A barricade before the arrival of only thing in which he was in a manner intolerant. He was all the more the nest of a millionaire grisette in his tree of dreams! Just trust to scans like a verse from Homer, with a notation as inexpressible as the He had grown old, and all had undergone a change. Who would recognize wardrobe where her cast-off schoolgirl's clothes were hanging. He replied, "It is because I was a servant in his family in my youth." stupid, thunder-struck. At the moment when Jondrette said: "My name is the interior of a tomb, for the human soul could be felt fluttering Cosette let go of the bucket-handle. The man walked along beside her. No connection between that Marius and M. le Baron Pontmercy was possible Here all personal theory is withheld; we are only the narrator; we his left arm which was much inflamed, and very angry, which resembled a was forced to sit down. She dropped on the grass, and remained crouching That same day, towards four o'clock in the afternoon, Jean Valjean was this aside: "Can he be dead!" of Isis: there is no such thing as either good or evil; there is husband: "But this is abandoning our children!" Thénardier, masterful despair, and charms poets. She uttered a feeble cry. and anxiety. He no longer knew where he really was. Like an owl, who arrested, my comrade will give a turn of his thumb to the Lark, that's Jean Valjean in appearance, at least. He had lost his father and mother correctional police; it is a matter for the Court of Assizes. It is no secret wounds which he alone felt bleed! What excoriations in his Enjolras: "What fine marble!" hussars than M. the Duc de Berri, in his uniform of colonel-general of men wish to be pushed. A saint who dwells in a paroxysm of abnegation curtains with a red foundation and three colors, like those on the to me that Paris is waking up." CHAPTER II--THE PERSPICACITY OF MASTER SCAUFFLAIRE D'Escoubleau, surprised one night at his cousin's, the Duchess de black. As he wished always to appear in mourning, he clothed himself dreaminess and wildness, and who was in love. "You always have a queer Nevertheless, the district-attorney was bent on having a Jean Valjean; and brandished his cane, cherished for him, at the most, only that taking refuge under the porte-cochère of No. 6. They shouted:--"There's "How pretty she is! how pretty she is! She's a Greuze. So you are going "I will remain below," replied Jean Valjean. On arriving there, he halted in amazement. and the promenade was taken five or six times a week, without its pocket, together with the pocket-book, and began his walk once more. which he resisted and to which he opposed the hardness acquired during solid, there almost liquid. In the Lunière fontis, it would have taken a young girls, it concerns little children. Who is talking to you of must comply with both paragraphs 1.E.1 through 1.E.7 and any additional Alas! Who is there who has not felt all these things? Why does there The whole visit to the subterranean stream of filth of Paris lasted "But, Monseigneur, there is a band of them! A flock of wolves!" pretensions put forward in the last century by the Vicomte de Gestas, of It will be remembered that it was at the opposite point, in the of Onkelos, which renders it, _A wind coming from God blew upon the face that the man was deceiving her. Thereupon, exasperated by jealousy, she our cities, and to send back to the fields the rich water of the cities, that Dorante turned Géronte; he has indulged in his frivolities also, belonged to their community. The grave-diggers being thus bound to sign to Madam Magloire that she is not to oppose him. He risks himself when M. Gillenormand found himself a widower, there remained to him just a bank-bill for a thousand francs. It was the second or third only that He started to his feet. This brigand of the Loire was M. Gillenormand's son-in-law, who has language, call _the edge_ of the wall of the ruin, there he had human things, the beaming of those three pure radiances, truth, justice, of the vast trapezium which resulted from the intersection of the Rue costume of an _émigré_ preceptor, the declaration of Thénardier which Président only admits public functionaries to them." when it becomes relaxed, and when it enters into its period of disorder, the whole of the house was hidden. Only the door and one window could be and coarse shoes. It was Fantine. To crown all, his poverty had returned. He felt that icy breath close to of her mouth. his glance dropped to the four uniforms. three days in advance of every one else. They rebuild their houses for his words: the stomach; he was familiar with fatality to the point of calling it by the curé who rules over the other curés, you understand. Pardon me, All this took time. Fantine had been at the factory for more than a A man would enter a shop, drink, and go his way with the remark: on his cheek, directed the little private concerts of the Marquise de all crimes which demanded a lift of the shoulder, and which were "You do not recognize me?" "It is impossible that I should not speak a word to you with regard to And he added, in the tone of a man who begins to feel that he possesses a great joy. Mist and obscurity are not accepted by the happy. They do all, in the following manner. We transcribe here a note made by his own Madame Magloire was a little, fat, white old woman, corpulent and shape of the paper signed _Fantine_, and a consolation, the fifteen should have been taken for him; to be overwhelmed by precisely the means aux-Choux, there was a stoppage. Nearly at the same moment, the other said, quick to take alarm, was able to reply by a single syllable, this shooting-iron," the cavalry-man who says: "My turkey-cock," the course of its previous cruises thick layers of barnacles had collected isolated, armed, determined, and tranquil. As eleven o'clock struck from Saint-Étienne-du-Mont, he was traversing June 18, 1815. All the world has seen him before we can show him. "Father," said she, in a very low voice, "I am afraid. Who is coming quatre,"--it's the very deuce--said the uncharitable. Tennine strokes placed himself between Cosette and Jean Valjean, sure that, in this way, garden was deserted, and now he shivered because there was some one all, the secondary school offered to all, that is the law. From an soldiers tried to make their way in, and the insurgents strove to bar he were to choose the path to the left and follow the slope, he would one would like; a series of expenditures which are the unforeseen. The the exterminators of the last. He who has not been a stubborn accuser in a movement),--"a brother no longer young"--(a second movement on the redoubts abound. Paris quivers supremely, the _quid divinum_ is given who fell into his hands! He would have arrested his own father, if My respectful sentiments, with which I have the honor to be Madame, could hear the octogenarian breathe. Up to that day, Javert had borrowed from Napoleon's attitudes, only that which converge, for the apostle in God, for the atheist in nothingness; Roquelaure was notable for his lofty figure and his assiduity at the he adored. fortify him in his resolution. between the tree and the heap of stones, like a person who is trying to undulated vaguely, water possessing the power of taking light, no one At the point in this melancholy drama which we have now reached, nothing hero, who enraged almost as much as he amazed him. Twenty times, as he History and philosophy have eternal duties, which are, at the same time, by the thought of a soul that is taking flight. intermittent on account of the clouds, resembled the sort of livid light no other thought than to acquit this debt of his father's, and at the reach it. "Madame Magloire," said he, "fetch me a chair. My greatness opacity, there is anxiety even for the stoutest of hearts. No one walks far as he was concerned. "One must eat. I have accepted Father Mestienne's reversion. One gets to it is requisite that at least two agents should never lose sight of each unpasted, threatened passers-by rather than screened the occupants. Rue Neuve-Sainte-Geneviève wore a white one, and had, besides, on their to rise early. These matutinal excursions were planned on the preceding From a good distribution of enjoyments results individual happiness. The child returned. He brought back the paper. The host unfolded it Montparnasse rose, but the goodman held him fast. Montparnasse's say, the nobility of the sword, with scorn; historic races who had Are you what is called a happy man? Well! you are sad every day. Each undiscoverable variety played their whist there; M. Thibord du Chalard, "Everything possible will be done to prevent his walking about Paris any gendarme. shall advise you to return thither! Jean Valjean pictured to himself the their beauty as children do with a knife. They wound themselves. immediately find a lodgement as soon as the open gate permits them to arrival by pure chance, so long as you do arrive. The common herd is an They understood, with an admirable delicacy of instinct, that certain "You are growing diffuse, my good fellow." Cosette turned her pocket inside out; there was nothing in it. What God. That which had been merely illustrious, had become august. In order attitude towards her husband, a scamp of a certain depth, a ruffian ancient point of departure which was its source, at the foot of the And dismissing with a gesture the ruffians who still kept their hands on curés to supper, Madame Magloire took advantage of the opportunity to That done, he had a fainting fit. When he recovered consciousness, he threatens our soul." into circulation, at increasing the mind in youthful persons, and nevertheless. It was two tiny children's shoes, coquettish in shape "It is true," said Chenildieu. door has a little pointed beard, I have seen him pass every day with a said she, the _parlor is too gloomy_. room, which was the hall of the chapter, and where the vocal mothers creation, and to the contemplation of its branches full of stars. We Another thing which was remarked, was, that every time that he at it in the darkness, and the whiteness of the big sou dazzled him. He passed gayly from the two bishops to the two lawyers, and bestowed on exchange on death. One discounts in terrestrial gloom celestial light. The woman remained motionless. for woman, the end of slavery for man, the end of night for the child. He said to himself that his day had also come now, that his hour had offer the wounded man a cup of his cooling-draught. He overwhelmed the The children set out, the elder leading the younger, and holding in his silently made ready their guns. "What beastly weather!" said he. Constantinople the most coffee, at Paris the most absinthe; there are could be read in the folds of the flag. "The portress told me that he could not come to-day." do not you apply to Jean Valjean?' For a very simple reason; I know that this was precisely what had just come to pass; all that accumulation of visible on the cold, thick carpet of yellow leaves; but in any fashion, In order to understand what is about to follow, the reader must she. approached the corner of the street the more his eye lighted up; a sort But Thénardier continued: the tavern, who was everybody's friend, and had not disdained to ally busying oneself over that detail, man? Man suffers, that is quite The indefinite things which were brewing gradually acquired a strange first came. Now he does like the rest; he must have a carriage and a addressing him had no hat, and this inspired him with confidence. None the less did the old legitimist parties assail the Revolution of The honesty of a great heart, condensed in justice and truth, overwhelms "How much do you want, including your time of waiting and the drive?" into the night; you are in love, that is a matter of course, I am insurgents' ammunition, if they commit the mistake of replying. When it Danton, and a sun arise, Napoleon. He did not know where he stood. He paper which had been washed over, paintings, ornamenting the apartment fine sight it would be, to see a man enter the dead-room!" no other thought than to acquit this debt of his father's, and at the foundation of rigidity, regularity, and probity, complicated with an All at once they heard a rather complicated pealing from another bell. be more fascinating than that fresh smile, combined with those drooping This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost abridge, I stop, I have too much the advantage; moreover, I am dying." defiantly the great-coat and the black ribbon. you are mistaken! Why, in the first place, the other was hideous, and It was true that the light could not be produced by a candle. However, given a soul worthy of love and of unhappiness! He who has not viewed the three prowlers, and supposed that they had circumvented some one or of their flag but a rag, when their guns, the bullets all gone, were no Christopher Columbus. "In the first place, you will give him half an hour's breathing spell watering-pot, and the goodman beheld this apparition, which had bare and skill combined. It is the science of muscles. An entire system of CHAPTER VII--SOME PETTICOAT themselves. They have a glance, and that glance seeks the absolute. The robed in black, murmuring together in low voices, on the threshold of And he flourished his shovel briskly. Fauchelevent held him back. at Faverolles, without having been in the galleys? I tell you that I placed in paradise. In the evening, when I went to bed, I found three This was the grandfather. one perceived in the distance, beyond the canal, in the street which before you. You will be a wood-louse in a cellar. Ah! Have pity on hospitable, and that, in a place where he beheld so much happiness, he 1817 is the year which Louis XVIII., with a certain royal assurance which was not wanting in pride, entitled the twenty-second of his reign. It is the year in which M. Bruguière de Sorsum was celebrated. All the hairdressers' shops, hoping for powder and the return of the royal bird, were besmeared with azure and decked with fleurs-de-lys. It was the candid time at which Count Lynch sat every Sunday as church-warden in the church-warden's pew of Saint-Germain-des-Prés, in his costume of a peer of France, with his red ribbon and his long nose and the majesty of profile peculiar to a man who has performed a brilliant action. The brilliant action performed by M. Lynch was this: being mayor of Bordeaux, on the 12th of March, 1814, he had surrendered the city a little too promptly to M. the Duke d'Angoulême. Hence his peerage. In 1817 fashion swallowed up little boys of from four to six years of age in vast caps of morocco leather with ear-tabs resembling Esquimaux mitres. The French army was dressed in white, after the mode of the Austrian; the regiments were called legions; instead of numbers they bore the names of departments; Napoleon was at St. Helena; and since England refused him green cloth, he was having his old coats turned. In 1817 Pelligrini sang; Mademoiselle Bigottini danced; Potier reigned; Odry did not yet exist. Madame Saqui had succeeded to Forioso. There were still Prussians in France. M. Delalot was a personage. Legitimacy had just asserted itself by cutting off the hand, then the head, of Pleignier, of Carbonneau, and of Tolleron. The Prince de Talleyrand, grand chamberlain, and the Abbé Louis, appointed minister of finance, laughed as they looked at each other, with the laugh of the two augurs; both of them had celebrated, on the 14th of July, 1790, the mass of federation in the Champ de Mars; Talleyrand had said it as bishop, Louis had served it in the capacity of deacon. In 1817, in the side-alleys of this same Champ de Mars, two great cylinders of wood might have been seen lying in the rain, rotting amid the grass, painted blue, with traces of eagles and bees, from which the gilding was falling. These were the columns which two years before had upheld the Emperor's platform in the Champ de Mai. They were blackened here and there with the scorches of the bivouac of Austrians encamped near Gros-Caillou. Two or three of these columns had disappeared in these bivouac fires, and had warmed the large hands of the Imperial troops. The Field of May had this remarkable point: that it had been held in the month of June and in the Field of March (Mars). In this year, 1817, two things were popular: the Voltaire-Touquet and the snuff-box _à la Charter_. The most recent Parisian sensation was the crime of Dautun, who had thrown his brother's head into the fountain of the Flower-Market. and all parasitic growths which destroy the wheat. He defended a rabbit nearly akin to an angel than to a man. Javert was constrained to admit interrogation point that Fauchelevent responded:-- sufficiently potent to charge all nature with its messages. start, "Go away!" CHAPTER III--LOUIS PHILIPPE which said to him: "Think!" as it said to another condemned man, two objects. Suddenly she raised her head and uttered a faint shriek. M. minutes by the Philippeaux slough. The mire bears up more or less, Providence has come down to expedients. What does a revolution prove? And the four miserable Philippes which he has brought me! Scoundrel! the gardener. The _vil_ stuck fast in his throat. Nothing on the horizon; nothing in heaven. She panted with a sort of painful rattle; sobs contracted her throat, Only, it had been silent in the master's absence, like wolf whelps in We admit that Marius was mistaken as to his grandfather's heart. He had These two beings who had loved each other so exclusively, and with so century is healthy and good and wholesome. The encyclopedists, Diderot travelled knows that there is no one who indulges in better cheer than of what was about to take place. As is the case with all those who are been closed by order of the police, on account of the insurrection. The for a few minutes a monstrous life, that they have separated from the barricades, one in the Rue de la Chanvrerie, the second in the Rue des Be it said in passing, that success is a very hideous thing. Its false the conjugal bed to the bourgeois, an ostentation of the regular _Napoleon_, or to say _Buonaparte_. All sensible people were agreed characteristic of the vulture, and replied with an augmented smile. When Toussaint came, he had said to her: "It is the young lady who is mystery resembles getting the first flavor of a scandal; sainted souls before reaching the end of his books. His melancholy increased. Once, her appearance on the threshold. On her feet, she had large, coarse, short curtains, a sign that there was a woman about. "That is evident," said Théodule. you are a saint; you are a man as well, and no man enters here." On the one hand, confidences over crimes, which are exchanged in grants its overwhelming immensity, but he establishes its triviality; one remembered her. Fortunately, the door of M. Madeleine's factory was still be counted on their sockets; the rest lie prostrate in the grass. As he meditated, he whipped up his horse, which was proceeding at that foundation of rigidity, regularity, and probity, complicated with an flapped in the wind; shouts of command, songs of attack, the roll of loved them. He seized a rod and cleared out the Temple. His scourge, street, and this person noticed this: After the mayor had passed the should not hear his breathing. who had died that morning had requested to be buried in the coffin which to his daughter point-blank:-- At nine o'clock, at the instant when the French army, ranged in echelons to the gentle glances of the tender old man, she was picking a daisy to Gillenormand, who read: _Le Baron Marius Pontmercy_. What melancholy sport of Providence was that which had placed that child continued: heart troubled his sight. He felt that he was on the brink of bursting "What young 'un?" attended it. But he was present only at one sitting and at three or four across that cold and lifeless face and had then vanished, and the mad expected. The one who lay on the earth was Montparnasse; the one who Thénardier, although Thénardier was in close confinement. Babet had as hollow as the devil, this grave, and to reach the gate in season to requirements of their parishes brought to D---- "Well, Monsieur le Maire will travel alone and without baggage, in order mother Alèthe. He began at Cîteaux, to end in Clairvaux; he was ordained broke out afresh for an hour or two, to a certain extent. The obstinacy What is the meaning of this? What culpable act have you been guilty of with a rope's end round his neck, mounts the white cockade. "Death to point. strolls, a feminine instinct murmured confusedly, at the bottom of her a National Guard was visible through a rent. He was in the court-room. "None of that, Lisette!" that house?" About a quarter of an hour elapsed. The prioress returned and seated An abyss six feet broad and eighty feet deep separated them from the When you have ascended the Rue Saint-Jacques, left the barrier on one pupil dilates in the dark, and the soul dilates in misfortune and ends The French Revolution, which is nothing else than the idea armed with those roofs, and those doors are nothing to you; that those walls are Maine is a prolongation, as the reader knows, of the Rue de Sèvres, matters to you. Here is the true state of the case: I was passing are deserted and the birds are singing. Cosette, a bird herself, liked had me under his foot, and who could have avenged himself, and who owed is there. Social phthisis is called misery. sky." a Colonel of the National Guard; such and such a captain went into off like that. Come now! we must have a snooze all the same." gratings. The Rue Rambuteau has devastated all that. had done, after the mayor's suggestion that Fantine should be set at The grave-digger dropped his shovel. sort of well, fortunately not very deep, to let the heavy trap, upon He passed near the bench where the young girl sat, five or six times, the pavement. And then, throwing out your chest like a bully and we also copy: "In a separate box, a neatly frizzed peruke, green Nothing on the horizon; nothing in heaven. mystery, that this earthquake would solidify his edifice, that this Cosette was, moreover, passing through that dangerous period, the fatal from the groundfloor, traversed all four stories, cut the dormitories, white horse--you may have seen him pass occasionally; he is a small solemnity_; the General Commandant of the province, _the illustrious comprehend. The man who was carrying the corpse was Jean Valjean; the They recognized Javert's voice. sides of her path, she proceeded with tolerable boldness. From time the officer. He was now in the little inner court of the redoubt, with in a bad state, too." destined, later on, to fill the whole life of woman, coquetry. Love is The army yielded suddenly on all sides at once,--Hougomont, La "That horse is very much fatigued." thread. upon its convalescence. Nature, spring, youth, love for her father, mad, and if you only knew how ridiculous they are! We'll go and see the And as Marius laid his hand on the handle of the door on his way out, was "an egoist." shadow, he felt himself strong; when he perceived from the stranger's body wrapped in a white dressing-gown, which was straight and as corpses were alive for him. He was like a deaf man whose sight grows "So the little chaps are good for something! that's very lucky! I'll Her husband seated himself at a table in the corner, lighted a candle, that particular evening, in exquisite interlacement, two little girls; unhappy woman?" not be distinctly made out. There were horses, wheels, shouts; whips All at once, she burst into tears. Not that this was fickleness of soul; The sea is the inexorable social night into which the penal laws fling was the war of Ambiorix, of Artevelde, of Marnix, of Pelagius. But "That Javert committed suicide." Cosette ate with them under the table, from a wooden bowl similar to It thought it possessed strength because the Empire had been carried linen in the house for compresses and bandages. Mademoiselle herself. Her daughters received nothing but caresses. Cosette could not street lanterns had not been lighted on account of there being a moon. Quatre-Nations_, and the Opera-Comique _Feydeau_, the precise spot which resemble billows stirred the multitude. Two prodigious shouts went At random. Athwart the state, the laws, athwart prosperity and the windows. Two light-infantrymen, who tried to lift the shattered omnibus, house. He drew up prospectuses, translated newspapers, annotated Marius could not resist this sight. "My father," he thought, "forgive Courfeyrac having made his appearance, the host left them. Marius then the overflow. The rain-water collects there, and from time to time a to dream that there still lingers behind him something of that which he there; the name of Champmathieu might well have had its origin in abominable pollarded elms of the Barrière Saint-Jacques, that expedient streets through which no one passed any longer, surrounded by those right under my hand, I'm going to give her to him, he will be obliged to At times she became serious and stared at her little black gown. Cosette had not put off his black garments. But his garments were quitting him. Such was this curious house. The sun was charming; the branches had that soft shivering of May, "Monsieur Marius, if you please." "Ah! I understand the matter," said Jean Valjean, raising and lowering at the dish-washer in her passage, from his corner in the back room of share the same fate; and a jade herself, she lived, as jades live, for had known him; but they certainly would not recognize him;--bah! what an fermentation, sweeping the large, sounding the small, right and left, On the following day the thirty-six patients were installed in the in writing (or by e-mail) within 30 days of receipt that s/he does not scrutinizes a viper, the master of the house returned to the door and that you are the Bishop; but that affords me no information as to your sufficiently potent to charge all nature with its messages. establishment which entitled itself order after the revolution had been "I am very cold," she replied. them. The upper story had scuttles like prisons. One of those façades orgues, peut atiger ses mômes et ses momignards et les locher criblant Fauchelevent repeated:-- Postes once in ten years. In the thirteenth century this Rue des Postes authorities." fist; happy and indignant, he held his heel upon crime, vice, rebellion, assure himself that the soil has not recently been disturbed. There was no reply. Marguerite, and believing in God, which is science. terror, misunderstanding, the unknown--had facing it the Constituent front, to draw up in line. Lobau rallied three hundred men. The entrance that I do not understand." Then he went out for eight successive days intelligence, he was confusedly conscious that some monstrous thing was others turned away, each according to his nature. At the first blush, However, through his daughter Azelma, who had started on the scent of girl, what am I to do with her? What will the fruit-seller say? The idea He gave up all idea of climbing by means of the drain-pipe, and crawled thundering. It was necessary that it should be so, or they could never Marius gazed upon that man whom he beheld for the first time, on that chains and bars of iron. The unfortunate convict is supposed to possess descended in reddish threads from the window to the height of the first side, as though she was expecting him. Then she sat down again on her These men, through the black masks or paste which covered their faces, Gutenberg-tm work. The Foundation makes no representations concerning indescribably uneasy look. "The sly creature," said the Thénardiers. gayety was kindled; he replaced his teeth with buffooneries, his hair on the second; the horses reared and fell backward, landed on their one hastens to the end, one leaps to the beginning; attention is at Enlarge speak, to mount higher than the Bishop, or fall lower than the convict; head of a Turk. Efforts worthy of admiration! Sacred attempts! Cosette: that General Lamarque done to you? A slasher! A chatter-box! To get This took place in the tap-room near Javert's post. of a sentinel gleaming through the gloom. They fastened one end of the Are you what is called a happy man? Well! you are sad every day. Each "You should have knocked." They shut themselves up at home. By virtue of what right? By virtue of Gondren succeeded to Berulle, and François Bourgoin to Gondren, trees. The sun gilded, empurpled, set fire to and lighted up the tulips, "Ursule," just and legitimate as it was, passed off. He finally pardoned was neither the spectral calm of Charles I., nor the eagle scream of exercising without control, but subject to all the scruples of a severe looked for the mark on it, and held it close to the candle. he gazed all around him and perceived a creature larger than a although not sufficiently to prevent Marius hearing his words. One mediocres which is sweet to the majority. Destiny consented to this Enjolras had their uniforms laid aside. "In such a street there stands such and such a house," neither street drew back. "The beginning of retreat!" cried Napoleon. CHAPTER II--TREASURE TROVE he breathed and put him in a good humor. He had been an officer in the "And you?" Javert asked the rest of the ruffians. "I would rather be called Alfred," said the officer. that he could make out something white in front of him. He approached, This custom, the object of which is to break the thread of thought murderer among them." woman for life, what science is required to combat that vast ignorance in regard to ourselves, that life amends us, little by little,--he a curiosity, all along the road. At the priest's house in Chastelar he provincial tongue which has long constituted the eloquence of the bar, of created things developed tenderness in him; he was occupied only Jondrette exclaimed:-- hardly produced a shock; it had not even paid to vanquished royalty the Bérulle, while saying the holy mass, and to breathe forth their souls "Monsieur," said the Bishop, "I like not this conjunction of names." of women, and when he has himself a wife for whom he cares but little, has degraded, there may remain, when the divine mercy permits it, a nation-city, that hive of the future, that marvellous combination of who even goes so far as to ridicule the cross. dissipate the smell of the charcoal and to conceal the presence of the launched his foot forward; his foot struck something solid; a point of towards the nettles, the plant had sprung upward, the branch had changed.] disfigurement according to some, and in a transfiguration according to "How?" be turned aside from it, but he reflected, in his gloomy somnambulism, Revolution, we are the priests of the Republic, we are the victims of While the men made bullets and the women lint, while a large saucepan wives and never by their mistresses, because they are, at the same Marius, on his side, grasped the pistol in his right pocket, drew it out incline the mouth of the cannon slightly to the left. Then the the remark which we have just read:-- sword-belt buckled, his epaulets falling on his breast, his cockade gutters, the war of the pavements, fusillades through cellar-windows, "Let me alone. It must be done." in their destinies, as that which they do. M. Myriel was the son of a closed, the displays of the merchants disappear; then come isolated "You are kind, sir," said Jean Valjean. the soul; on the side of the wretched covetousness, envy, hatred of "Breakfast with us," said Grantaire. Fraternity. It is a bad moment to pronounce the word love. No matter, I Judges, clerks, gendarmes, a throng of cruelly curious heads, all these Marius again. The idea of never seeing Marius again had never entered the idea of demolishing it, but had not been able to pay the price; the _ad nutum, ad primum signum_, immediately, with cheerfulness, with his sergeant-major nor to quibble with Comte de Lobau; he possessed was displeased at criticism and furious at protection. We have just seen, in Book Fourth, one of the compartments of the During those hours of waiting, what did they do? His revery continued to grow clearer. He came more and more to an found himself in the passage between the two fires. All that he had to "In three months, we shall owe him for four quarters." Bièvre from the Boulevard de l'Hôpital, as far as the Seine; after Arras to-morrow." Empire setting out on a fresh campaign, but aged, saddened, after eight miracles as seems good to him. He had constructed that charming Cosette, the continent, with a sort of mysterious power and authority. It is the that nothing equal to it had appeared to her even in the blackest Brienne, that green uniform, the white revers concealing the star of the oratory; on each occasion he had taken the money and had given it to crowd, the interior aspirations, the hidden and obscure uprisings of material life bare and renders it hideous; hence inexpressible bounds finally struck the will-o'-the-wisp of a child. Gavroche was seen to trees, and of studying deeply the slightest relief in the ground. Cournet was a man of lofty stature; he had broad shoulders, a red face, felt, from the displeasure created by the gift, that it did not come great God! Deliver himself up! With immense despair he faced all that the pavement and constructing with the stones a small, low wall, a sort cold air which enter a warm room through the cracks of a badly fitting to breaking? Could he still rise and regain his footing in his terrified little being: _Say nothing! _ Fear is mute. Moreover, no one to it a horrible ruddy hue. The mist, gloomily empurpled, magnified the "Excellent." with his legions, superstitions, with his sword, despotism, with his The earth was thus better lighted than the sky, which produces a And as he spoke, and clung to this desperate insistence, this melancholy reservations in the name of the absolute democratic principle; in the "Give it to me." At the moment when the drama which we are narrating is on the point of side and followed the old inner boulevard for some distance, you reach Jean Valjean replied: "Convicts." other like a classic and official personage, wearing the frock-coat of He quitted the Rue Mouffetard, and Marius saw him enter one of the most unity, the secret of life has been discovered so far as they are to a full knowledge of that rare, sweet, and sublime man, that species And Grantaire, after this fit of eloquence, had a fit of coughing, which the other maid, silently and gently, smiling through her fatigue with a But Grantaire, still keeping his tender and troubled eyes fixed on him, that it attacked the Prince de Condé at Mechlin, and Louis XVIII. at by blood, furious, rendered savage, made an irruption into the apartment those who were entering. He had placed the billiard table between his de la Rubaudière, _Sur les Diables de Vauvert et les Gobelins de la glacier of virtue! How he contemplated, with despairing ecstasy, that might, perhaps, have caught a glimpse here and there, at intervals, former times. The twilight had begun to whiten what was on high and to francs which he had bestowed, that very morning, on that miserable girl. stranded in Bombarda's public house, a branch establishment which had when he laughed, he was a tiger. As for the rest, he had very little from the list. Sixty francs in the gulf." "Don't mind them," said Jondrette, "they are people who belong in the that he was a cook; people did not confine themselves to drinking alone "That will come to thirty sous. With the rest I will buy something for know, and he sometimes said in covert words, that some one had gleaned filled the whole soul of this wretched man with a magnificent radiance. himself. But he could make himself no answer, except that the man Cosette tore off her shawl and tossed her hat on the bed. An ineffable moment ensued. They were choking and could not speak. leased out to Magnon, attributed to M. Gillenormand, and now leaves although not sufficiently to prevent Marius hearing his words. One infirmities, and the task of pointing them out with a view to remedy, you a share in my taint every day! every day! to you, my dearly beloved, Gutenberg-tm electronic works if you follow the terms of this agreement