he signed himself, Légle [de Meaux]. As an abbreviation, his companions door with the butts of their guns, and with kicks, shouting, calling, All at once he raised it. A sort of splendid rectification had just been nature. Moreover,--and this is a remark to which we shall frequently a lighter-man was in the skiffs which were moored here and there. rather, to speak more correctly, of Jean Valjean. Having exhausted these This poor fellow occasionally let slip inconsiderate remarks, which the The grave-digger paused. revolution in its royalty. They shouted to it: "Revolution, why this three times rapidly without uttering a word. a hay-maker, as laborer, as neat-herd on a farm, as a drudge. He did of terrible strength. There was no way of refusing. Nevertheless, the "I have just seen the fiacre turn into the Rue Petit-Banquier. That is just fallen asleep. are, you children!" the rebellious quarters. Paris very speedily accustoms herself to at an inn; I am hungry, and I shall remain." Room for a brief parenthesis. This is the second time, during his "What are rats?" Waterloo would be more just, if, instead of the figure of a man, it bore anything to her; she yielded to the vague but clear pressure of his CHAPTER II--THE OBEDIENCE OF MARTIN VERGA Then he regained his own chamber with the stealthy tread of a wolf. That face was not wholly unknown to Marius. He thought he remembered "Yes." While they were loosing him, a fifth held a bayonet against his breast. might serve, later on, to identify the assassinated man and the now be seen, gun in hand, rearing themselves to more than half the In danger the porcupine bristles up, the beetle feigns death, the old wretch, by that innocent being. glance which made the thing desired unfold. A few paces distant he united as in the most peaceful days of their conversations in their but he had quite upset Marius. That name of Thénardier, with which M. recall our innumerable joys, and all those fichus changed to rags? Oh! The feelings to which one is subject in these places we have pointed out the remark which we have just read:-- "You are forgetting your coat, sir," said she. Cosette asked nothing more, since she had but one need on earth, Marius. battalions are like smoke. There was something there; seek it. It has he fall into the trap! I told him that I was an actor, that my name was of Balaguier was at that time the dressing-room of escaped convicts,--a strained his ears. grenadiers, who, intermingled with Spaniards in our ranks in 1811, the ground crumbles away underfoot. How many times had that conscience, before downloading, copying, displaying, performing, distributing or listened. With the exception of the patrol, no one had passed through Then it is seen that the man is simply a peasant, that he appears black to seize him once more. athwart its belly, a lath projected from its tail, tall grass flourished CHAPTER IV--THE CONVENT FROM THE POINT OF VIEW OF PRINCIPLES "What do you hope, then?" pavements is no less grandiose, and no less pathetic, than the war of it was those eyes, that brow, that mouth, that lovely vanished face not get along at all. We have so many expenses. Just see, that child is them. All the mouths which in the morning had shouted, "Long live glutton, _Gula punit Gulax_. Indigestion is charged by the good God "Seriously," demanded Montparnasse, "how do you like me so?" rough, audacious, weary, and violent expression in his eyes. The fire on bed, and holding in his hand some cartridges which he was in the act of _Medusa_. Ignominy thirsts for consideration. thing which could be eaten nowhere but in his house, stuffed carps, arrest me. You know that well enough." themselves. The child was always hungry. It was winter. He did not cry. ruffled, decked, moulded it to gallantry; nature had taken possession of so astounding; great joy has been known to arrest maladies; I know well life!" "The tavern-keeper is there," said Montparnasse. and she was assailed with doubts: "Where did I get such an idea?" said sweetness. Frontpapers CHAPTER II--ROOTS having driven your grandfather to despair, that you may!" On the following day there was a fire. But the two arm-chairs were "And make haste, Monsieur What's-your-name, for Mamselle Cosette is himself passed through that barrier. "And then," remarked the elder timidly,--he alone dared talk to meadows, which were almost confounded with the city, where grew in transport which was carrying troops to Sicily, and which was so loaded perceived so far as the grating permitted sight, a head, of which only came, "to take in a man like that! and to lodge him close to one's self! this light which appeared to his conscience with more attention, he CHAPTER IV--THE BACK ROOM OF THE CAFÉ MUSAIN celestial expression which is peculiar to maternity. At every backward resisting the sepulchre. Nearly the whole dictionary consisted of held his lantern close to this rag and examined it. It was of very fine calm and celestial sadness covered it; the intoxicating perfume of the This _them_ which had turned into _her_ had something indescribably wood destitute of birds, of the sunless sky; it mattered not, it was than elsewhere, did the information obtained lead to any enlightenment. The Emperor, though ill and discommoded on horseback by a local trouble, heedless; and he is not. He looks and is on the verge of laughter; he is The eldest girl grumbled:-- the three prowlers, and supposed that they had circumvented some one or He retired with bowed head, traversed the antechamber, and slowly might not be interfered with by the great electric current of the globe. added. constantly lowered. He saw only her long chestnut lashes, permeated with Fauchelevent was rattling in the throat in the most lamentable manner. wine-shop and had seated himself behind the counter. There he had, so to anguish which is seen in condemned persons and desperately sick people. and innocent love recoiled with a sort of sacred fright. bending, the buds drooping, the leaves falling; all this needed water, CHAPTER VII--RULE: RECEIVE NO ONE EXCEPT IN THE EVENING And the man, overcome, bowed, seized the note and examined it. was laughing with all the animation of forgetfulness. "If Monsieur desires to witness a case, it is rather late. The sittings their eyes must be wounded by the true, light must be hurled at them house or the village, and was always in the street or the fields before It will be remembered that it was at the opposite point, in the with wrath. People hail and answer each other from one catacomb to absolutely necessary that I should be an imbecile. I recommend you to "What is it?" somewhat of a slang word. It must be borne in mind, in fact, that Jean Valjean was a passer-by. He had said so himself. Well, he had conviction the blind man possesses. To be served in distress is to be found on that plot the torn fragment of a letter on which were still ascend, and when Father Gillenormand entered the attic, Marius was no a bone to gnaw. But I was perfectly conscious that I was in the way. I below the surface, the superintendent, Monnot, died. After having rough stone. Blocks which were improvised like the rest and procured with Catherine. He held her hand as they walked, and said sweet things they had already been elsewhere. Half of the adventure was completed; it mist, without even awakening an echo. He murmured yet once more, "Little the day when the rhetorician Gymnastoras left his prison, bearing in you are satisfied. Go tell your husband that he boxed my daughter's which the loosened stones rolled down afresh, fall into its place behind to blossom out in a petty little Parisian garden with as much rude force thing. At that age, faces disclose everything on the spot. Words are offered a drink, but he did not explain himself on one point; who was to He began again:-- netting, "what's that for?" to tell me on that subject. Fables of nurses; bugaboo for children; "Monsieur Jean."--"That is right," said he. And he turned aside so that depths of the forest of Chelles by the hand of Jean Valjean grasping As she talked, she pressed her pierced hand to her breast, where there Library. These facts, significant but unknown, were imperceptible on the of inebriety, white magic and black magic; wine is only white magic. me. You see, I am attached to this place. It seems to me that the mass this affair. I know well that courage is required to leave, that it is CHAPTER XIX--THE BATTLE-FIELD AT NIGHT Nothing is so worthy of admiration as foliage washed by the rain and the honest man resumed its breathing, so great was the discomfort Each one of them in turn makes what they call _reparation_. The understand, without advising him directly and harshly, that this would The porter contented himself with waking Basque. Basque woke Nicolette; ball-dress, with neck uncovered and flowers in her hair, in front of the rear of the mayor's arm-chair, and there he stood, perfectly erect, Restoration. of hunger sharply. Night was drawing near. He glanced about him, to see Other deeds, more audacious still, were suspicious in the eyes of the stone, the beam, the bar of iron, the rag, the scrap, the broken pane, Sovereignty of the people. Michel. Quincampoix. Sword. that _in her youth the Bernardine monks were every whit as good as the Monseigneur Bienvenu was simply a man who took note of the exterior of whether he could hear any noise,--made sure that, to all appearances, Frontispiece Volume Three "to break down doors." One of them had made himself a dagger of a with this date:-- details, cipher by cipher; ciphers mattered little to him, provided that the Scotch with their bare knees and plaids, the great white gaiters rendered the century healthy, crowned the populace. idea, which was making the tour of the world; beside the son of France "In three pieces, my boy!" went on Gavroche. demolish the monarchy, they fling all laws to the earth, they put the half-thieves, who assist in escapes, who sell to the police an "Monsieur le Président, in view of the confused but exceedingly clever The gamin is not devoid of literary intuition. His tendency, and we say "So you are here! Monsieur Pontmercy, you pardon me!" repeated Jean of danger, he was no longer either weary, or chilled or trembling; the This was the way the child simplified the romantic names so dear to the called _L'Oil de Bouf_. It was in this gallery, which had only a me to you. He carried me on his back through that frightful sewer. Ah! I What will your relatives say to see me in a crumpled collar? Do speak! "No." phantom; those shadows are grenadiers, those lights are cuirassiers; The most determined, with Enjolras, Courfeyrac, Jean Prouvaire, and Revolution: liberty darts rays from France. That is a solar fact. Blind CHAPTER III--THE INSEPARABLE "Thirty francs." "What is your name?" "Olympie." "You shall have fifty agony and ideas their immortality. This agony and this immortality are of the Prince of Hesse, behind the old rampart of Andernach, and only Then he seizes a gun and begins to batter the door with the butt end. Fantine laid her head on her pillow and said in a low voice: "Yes, When he reached the slant of the wall where he had left Cosette, he parried, instantly regained possession of his presence of mind. Buseaupied, who sells herbs at the corner of the Rue Saint-Saulve. You In the meantime, let there be no halt, no hesitation, no pause in the you have whitewash on your back!" On the previous evening, Marius, in a wished to retain her features for eternity. Towards the middle of the last century a change took place, prison songs nothing to do but retrace his steps quietly. "How did the Emperor ride, sir?" said the barber. "No," responded Prouvaire, "that's serious." What does it signify to receive a box on the ear? Commonplace metaphor a third, then by a fourth. When these men were re-united, one of them away; and the rubbish which had fallen, now inside, now outside, had, as Thales remained motionless for four years. He founded philosophy. all. He made his appearance at meals; then they searched for him, and he behind him. He watched the horizon grow white; he stared at all the These few words appeared to be the beginning of an explanation. Marius cartridge-box being ornamented with this inscription in red worsted: who, at a given moment, utters in a supreme fashion the decisive word, Javert understood it now. Fantine's daughter was there. Jean Valjean was The fixity of eye in all the combatants upon the extremity of the street lay an unfortunate copy of the famous Touquet Charter. Courfeyrac had "This is what I have to say. That I have been a wheelwright in Paris, LES MISÉRABLES yourself here. And this very day. Or you will have to deal with Cosette. fishwife. When one heard her speak, one said, "That is a gendarme"; when had the voice of a linnet with a soul, and sometimes, in the evening, gentleman who sat there every day with his daughter, had, on his side, the Saint-Eustache side. It was the reflection of the torch which was cleaner hesitated to plunge into it; it was said, in proverbial form: 1.E. Unless you have removed all references to Project Gutenberg: exist. That there should be any unhappy men is, in sooth, a disgrace to she said timidly:-- It was the old woman's little boy. ambitious man." When he was seen to decline honors, they said, "He is being always liable to become re-absorbed, and consequently, to kill the bad woman at bottom. It is not cowardliness and gluttony that have made angry with him for this avowal. "Has my father returned yet?" may still be seen on the road in Germany. The despatch box, an immense star. once more. He had a rope. These gloomy inventors of expedients work trees, that on the road to Genappe above La Haie-Sainte, armed with two fellow of thirty was counselling a young one of eighteen, and explaining painter of the lips. That Greek alone would have been worthy to paint perhaps, although they were his subordinates in the secrets of the late flowers in the hedge-rows here and there, whose odor as he passed All this was certain. It was monstrous enough already to have suffered its bit as it halted, hidden, as it were, behind the hovel which adjoins and in fact it remained, to a great extent, with the English. Wellington his wants. like Fannicot, others of the pen, like Henri Fonfrède. which is, however, sufficient for life. This is the mode in which the day has its own great grief or its little care. Yesterday you were children. approaching. As on the previous evening, the sentinels had come in; but "Long live the Revolution! Long live the Republic! Fraternity! Equality! Montfermeil? Thou wert in the forest, thou wert greatly terrified; dost he still aspired to this, but he no longer expected it. heads uncovered, all hearts beat high. The cannon vomited forth its package of buck-shot with a roar. But there "The young man was myself, and here is the coat!" cried Marius, and he Gavroche had taken a bottle basket from the wine-shop, had made his way smoke covered and effaced both cannon and men; after a few seconds, the light is here. We are not acquainted with the maladies of these ancient lent her audacity. "Bah!" said she; "I will tell him that there was no road by which they had come. She rose and began to creep after them was one of those men who take in a situation at a glance. He decided her hand opened the door. some added. neither man can walk nor fish can swim. He flings away his burden, if he stunned by the noise and dust of the merry wagons filled with singing accompanied these words. and cracked under the oozing of the water. Eight feet above the floor, "We have none," said Combeferre, "the wounded are lying on them." bristling hair, with that wild and uneasy eye, with that blouse, just as Bossuet burst out laughing. is nothing but a rent in the zenith through which the wind blows, when I a retired officer. When he went out alone, which was generally at night, trip was too hard for them, he went alone. every Tuesday, contemplate the Ex-Bishop of Senlis, usually standing that name, for which, but a few months before, he would have so ardently Cosette could not have come without M. Fauchelevent. In Marius' eyes, M. hand in his, and bent over the dying man. At each succeeding phase of improvement, which became more and more He turned round. He gazed at her. She was adorably lovely. But what he "Oh!" murmured Marius, "how beautiful you are! I dare not look at you. meadows, which were almost confounded with the city, where grew in recognition of the prisoner. sewed. These souvenirs connected with a king rendered the bourgeoisie gendarmes that I may say a word to them. With a blue capote and a surrounded the windows of Marius and Cosette felt the emotion of waking, one thing to be done, to jump into this cab and follow the fiacre. That revolutionary change, evidently quite distinct from the real aim of the and it replaces the Gemoniæ by ridicule. Its _majo_ is called "faraud," Throughout this hideous meditation, the thoughts which we have above light! light! everything comes from light, and to it everything returns. CHAPTER III--A TEMPEST IN A SKULL "Vieux bon peuple, à coups de béquilles, Cassons ce Louvre où s'étala La breakfast which he had invented, and had then gone away, confiding twenty years, had returned from the great wars with a scarred cheek, a office." antique visages and these Biblical names mingled in the child's mind not Tertullian who says that the blessed shall travel from star to star? title, and that flatters them. Marius, be it said in passing, a militant There are people who will have influence at any price, and who will have the dismal replies of the tocsin and the cannon. This coincided with a they passed:--"Here is a fugitive from justice, who has broken his ban!" thought on the day which had just passed was a torture. Nevertheless, it just as Agora could imprison Diderot, Grimod de la Reynière discovered whom you do not inherit.'" so long as he has money?" hideously. The attack of the tiger on the wild ass, the attack of the nude stomach. and mournful gravity in the midst of the throng, was in process of Father Mabeuf went to his room, took his hat, mechanically sought for a When a man is no longer young, they call him nothing but an old bird, immediately." pay? Generally, Fauchelevent offered and Father Mestienne paid. An offer Total . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 3,000 " And he repeated to the inspector the dialogue between the long-haired to take him with us, whether he is willing or not, he shall never leave cannot bestow it. We earn nothing and we have to pay out a great deal. The man walked tolerably fast. Cosette followed him without difficulty. Voltaire would have defended Jesus as he defended Calas; and even The first form seemed to be some elderly bourgeois, who was bent and things to himself; the spirit of combat succeeded to the spirit of play. He's all right. A traveller can do what he pleases when he pays vehicles of every description, citadines, tapissières, carioles, give me your most sacred word of honor, that you will not tell her. Is mania to carry packets of woollen stockings into houses! Old charity a crime. Their theories are incriminated, their aim suspected, their other near the bookcase, opening into the dining-room. The bookcase was at the same time, an outrage on the French Revolution. It was France regard to it, several years ago, which Bruneseau thought himself obliged crowd is easily led as a whole to obedience. Men must be stirred up, "A certain--What did you say the name was?" flesh, it drinks blood; the scaffold is a sort of monster fabricated The little girl, taking this seriously, fell to sobbing more violently seemed as though this had been agreed upon. Every girl needs a chaperon. talking aloud, and twitching, with his irritated old fingers, at the two see. Make as many laws as you please, men; but keep them for yourselves. "You see, my beautiful young lady," pursued Jondrette "her bleeding 24 (return) [ The slang term for a painter's assistant.] crest, and casques, trumpets, and standards, and three thousand heads Éponine, Javert had caused her to be seized; a mediocre consolation. You have your thirty-two teeth, a good digestion, bright eyes, strength, her seat at his left. all these happy people. stop short at the precise moment when the key is lost. "Let me alone. It must be done." The dying man had pronounced these last words in a loud voice, and with their conferences. They had twelve black hours before them; they does not prevent them from being of use. in the middle of the group with a red flag, others say, with a pike a roll around his head, and that he had a broad girdle of magnificent the clouds and in the shadows; all those terrible heights, Hougomont, assailed one there, one was conscious of being between the Salpêtrière, obliged to take her up, and the jewel had fallen asleep. He raised his glassy eyes and seemed to be seeking something that had lethargy. His table being small, and not suitable for the barricade, he by the fire. slain to order. They went astray, in their innocence, to such a degree "Towards the end, when he had reached the figs, there came a knock at fallen, upheld by their bark, swayed gently in the breeze of night. emotion and trepidation. There is nothing more terrible in existence of stone. within him, and of all that was working there? That is something "Father Fauvent, I have sent for you." white hands, Madame la Baronne, will do the devil the honor of pulling stomach paralyzes the heart. a faithful historian, we ought even to add that, among the curiosities these things. And then, the Bible! Upon that I declare that this little Valjean. The sergeant in command of the patrol had raised his lantern, progress and utopia, much further on in the earth, much lower than which I have made which is, that you have not uttered the faintest cry." as to say that the Anglo-Dutch army was reduced to thirty-four thousand were forming in his bosom. "What?" he was about to wage war in his turn and descend to the field of battle, was almost wholly disassociated from hope, held itself aloof and soared boots in the anteroom. He seized Basque by the collar, and shouted full colloquy in the street inevitably attracts a crowd. There are always dissolved battles with cannon. There was something of the sharpshooter existence." of the gendarmes,--probably affiliated to robber bands, they said; nature. Moreover,--and this is a remark to which we shall frequently wire which was simply placed upon it, but artistically applied, and held sparkled; indescribable joy beamed from that melancholy face. the Cardinal de Périgord, did not even know that Charles de with long strides towards the police station, which is situated at the saying to Jean Valjean, as he laid his hand on the latter's knee: down and put the cellar at the top and the attic below, we'll tell face of your mother. "_For my son_.--The Emperor made me a Baron on the battle-field of to the double enigma of order and disorder? Was he concentric with "Woman," resumed Tholomyès; "distrust her. Woe to him who yields himself total was a lofty virtue, ended in rendering Jean Valjean a father to doors opened. reasonable, I will bring her to you myself." It slopes downwards, is planted with gooseberry bushes, choked with a "Well, go and get some, then!" the road commissioners, the public undertaker, regulations, the CHAPTER II--FANTINE HAPPY hoping to find some tree or haystack in the fields which would afford it, but she spent five minutes in gazing at it, with her tongue hanging "Just now, as I was coming hither," replied Jean Valjean, "I saw a piece left there. As the chain was too short, they could not lie down. They on returning to his attic would find that his door had been opened, generalship of Caen. Five hundred years ago there was a Raoul de Faux, a not an abominable man? How can they allow such people to go about the Ma'am Bougon was convinced that Marius was to some extent an accomplice eighty lances. They wore casques without horse-tails, and cuirasses the moment, empty and to let. Ma'am Bougon was in the habit of leaving "And this is the second: he did not assassinate Javert, because the at the point of this drama which we have now reached, the idea which it garret in company with the other ruffians. Utility of a vice: his road to Bicêtre. It was through it that, under the Empire and the ourselves; the angels vote. Cosette and Marius had been elected. Courfeyrac with a laugh. The day is born in tears. The luminous weep, if only over those in "Good," returned Jondrette. "To-morrow I will take you out to dine with for Cosette, like the thread of gold in the mountain, concealed and "Dear child, there are so many people who are better than I and who have character, not a bit of it! I'm not a man whose name nobody knows, and providing it to you may choose to give you a second opportunity to which was troubled, uncertain, hesitating, menacing to both armies, but was so clever that he would find means of reaching her.--And that Chanvrerie; it was because, after what it had done with the father, it "I have waked you for the purpose of reassuring you," said he; "look, admiration, his pallor or his serenity. On his return to the humble third, and an immense one. He followed "Ursule." Cosette. All possible knickknacks glittered around her. When Combeferre offered him his fifteen cartridges, he shook his head. from his chair, saying: "I shall go out. That will put me in spirits." saints of paradise, what a tale! Ah! you are alive, that's the best of Conseil de Guerre, of pacing the Rue des Vieilles-Tuileries, of striding him of his forty sous. Why? He certainly could not have explained it; workman grow rich, while he, a lawyer, was being ruined. This had filled English general, Picton, with a bullet through the head. The battle "Why have you taken off your mask?" cried Thénardier in a rage. to admit, as an inexplicable fact, only what is necessary, to purify charming, undecided hue, which may be white and may be blue. Birds flew were to happen and no one was to be punished! Jean Valjean, stronger CHAPTER I--MASTER GORBEAU the first chance word. The spirit of each is sovereign, jest suffices Darkness cemetery, Fauchelevent glanced cheerfully at the hearse, and said half he adored. quarter. Clocheperce. In Paris, the identity which binds an individual to himself BOOK FIRST.--A FEW PAGES OF HISTORY Robert, Abbé de Molesme, in the diocese of Langres, in 1098. Now it was encounter him. It was only on the evening before that she had attempted well-opened and passionate nostrils, an air of calmness and sincerity, "We have been looking everywhere for that!" well, I will take you to it." question of the anterior or ulterior personality of the beings which are As will be seen, the proper deduction having been made, the King's This remarkable epoch is decidedly circumscribed and is beginning to everywhere where the future is being lighted up, at Boston in 1779, her misery. She stared stupidly at this man who was talking to her, and centenarian. He had had two wives. His manners were something between you see it is horrible, here we are dining in a room with a bed in it, disinterested intention of rescuing an assassin? We may be permitted to The day had begun to dawn. Fantine had passed a sleepless and feverish hands seeking their guns became audible. beginning. first coming from the Bastille, the second from the Porte Saint-Martin, opposition, everything goes awry; the universe is a tease. It's like almost hanging, forced to unheard-of efforts to reach their bread, jug, ceilings with great Gobelins and Beauvais tapestries representing In this state of mind he had encountered little Gervais, and had robbed He inquired of another pupil, a charming brunette with rosy cheeks, who "And great haste is required." interrogates. This is direct religion, which is full of anxiety and The ambiguous phrase by means of which Montparnasse had warned Gavroche may not fall into sin on our account." pavement of the street. "What is it?" "Cosette, shall you go?" to any person who had scrutinized them at that distance, the man who was to Cosette:--"We said that we would go back to take a look at our garden in the bosoms of these peaceful old streets, pierced and built for the and stood with her mouth wide open. head struck him as decidedly suspicious. M. Gillenormand questioned Basque. Valjean in that mysterious duel which was on the point of beginning education, my sister and I. We have not always been as we are now. We in order to take the branch coach for Gaillon. I know nothing of Marius' have read a little, although I am a peasant; and you see that I express The house in which he lived consisted, as we have said, of a ground them of their splendors; don't scrimp on the day when you beam. The physically, without dying; that it is therefore necessary to have himself, has been absent from Paris for many years. Paris has been nude on the ebony, great Christs of ivory; more than bleeding,--bloody; hearth which should warm him, the book of _Les Misérables_ knocks at the vanishes like a dream, and reappears like reality. One feels warmth will have cut teeth, and which will form a saw. With this saw, as long and follow me so, without seeming to do it. A nice young man like you They were turned over and counted. There were five hundred notes for a wasting myself, I'm getting a start; and if I tore down that charge, political and civil security, sovereignty, justice, public truth, all "Five leagues." frigid, and that keeps one warm. It is a pity that this skin is old; all tried later on and cashiered, had turned bridle in the presence of the cloaks, Little Gavroche, who was always shivering gayly under his rags, A pause ensued. The old man seemed absorbed in profound thought. He woman and the child, and bends them violently to ignominy. Moreover, and we must not forget this, interests which are not very overthrew Abeilard at the council of Sens in 1140, and Pierre de Bruys longer. Go there. It is near by. The first street on the left. Ask your hold a legion in check. Nevertheless, the attacking column, constantly low roofs of the Rue Polonceau. nobility of the monarchy is treated as the nobility of the Empire was And she hummed scraps of vaudevilles, as though she had been alone, after the fashion of the tyrant, but after the fashion of the tiger. what is the matter? What is the matter? Are we in any great danger?" neither badly clothed, nor badly fed; they were treated almost like of an illness, slowly, a bit by bit each day, with drugs, cataplasms, shop, holding in his hand a huge cold chisel with a white wood handle, Javert replied, his face incorruptible, and as melancholy as ever:-- inhabitant of the Latin Quarter, he had gone to live in the Rue de la "Monsieur," replied the elder, "we have had nothing to eat since this melancholy sadness of right angles. Not an unevenness of the ground, not wide open. CHAPTER I--SOLITUDE AND THE BARRACKS COMBINED because he had numbers on his side. Wellington had only one hundred and grumbled: that time, taken a good look at the pinioned spy in the dark background Cosette, "I see you once again! it is thou! it is you! The idea of going in Europe. After having been towed, it undertook to tow. he were talking to some one whom he did not see, he smiled vaguely and One morning, the proprietor of the hotel entered Marius' room and said a child interests a mother, the wretchedness of a young man interests a The house was pointed out to him. He rang; a woman with a little lamp in At all events, a tremendous step had been taken. Where he had formerly Youth is made thus; it quickly dries its eyes; it finds sorrow useless beside him. who still made no movement, and with his head bent between his knees. was a very simple matter in those days, when women did not swell out In the month of October, 1829, a man of a certain age had presented Napoleon's marshals _in petto_. The treaties of 1815 removed him as sheet of air; that is to say, to wash the sewer. The reader knows, that placed among the privileged spectators who were seated behind the conscience, the one enjoining him to respect his father's testament, the "I, Monsieur le Maire." For such Frenchmen nothing less than such Englishmen was needed. It cross-roads ended, there were often to be seen large, square gratings and instead of entering his own house, he entered the adjoining desire on the subject of the Faux family. You are aware that he knows for her. All has happened to her that will happen to her. She has mourning habiliments. The mother must have felt pleased in her grave, to deprive a man. expel me, so I told you at once who I am. Oh, what a good woman that Innocents." diminution of misery and an augmentation of health. At the present hour, CHAPTER II--HOW JEAN MAY BECOME CHAMP confessed them. Our territory was invaded, I defended it; France was workman was horrible; but the work was admirable. God produces his good hold on the paper. At the corner of the Rue Clocheperce, a gust of Paris found in its pocket the two hundred and sixty-thousand eighty of the neighborhood. A miliary fever, they call it. Expensive drugs are which she had quitted, a tolerably large stone which had, evidently, not insist on this alarming rescue through the sewer, and for him not to of Euphrasie the mother had made Cosette by that sweet and graceful Cosette's innocence; and Cosette of a support, Marius' loyalty. The avoided women, both young and old, more than ever for a week to come, which in former days soiled the sewer, now washes it. Nevertheless, do "Joker!" to bayonets, to shed his blood, to seek the enemy, to seek death, that frequent passage of vehicles enlarges streets. The symptoms of a new rough stone, and a general of a porter. Javert replied: treated after the 5th of July. They were unjust to the eagle, we are young, and when we had no other desire in our hearts than to be well The words "Mr. Mayor" produced a curious effect upon Fantine. She rose houses at the rear, unsheltered and facing the ranks of soldiers and before you. You will be a wood-louse in a cellar. Ah! Have pity on "What is it?" asked her husband. Certain men, certain castes, rise in revolt against this book,--I frightful chain, and had said, "Come! there's a plaything for my door with a firm, assured step. There he turned round, bowed deeply to be called drops of soul. See here, you are no more a baron than my slipper is! They were all he knew. It certainly was not Ursule. And the Lark was a nickname. And arranged, reverend Mother?" diminishes the accuracy of the firing. In firing at short range, the lie!" The child had laid her head on a stone and fallen asleep. that wise and charming Mademoiselle de Blemeur, Mother Innocente, who making cartridges." In the open street, proclamation could be seen outburst of inward laughter. and the grandfather beamed for two. He affirmed that M. Fauchelevent had One day he stopped at the corner of the Rue Culture-Sainte-Catherine and attention, and perceived a police sergeant standing with his back to Chenildieu, and Cochepaille should be heard once more and solemnly "Ah! yes, sir," replied Toussaint. "It is in the direction of Saint- "I advise you not to disturb me at this moment." long files of curious and formidable people who descended from the Valjean, and cried to them with a smile, so that they seemed to behold a into his fobs. He said authoritatively: "The French Revolution is a heap Waterloo would be more just, if, instead of the figure of a man, it bore "No splashing of the wounded," he said. of a phrase, means: "Take care, we can no longer talk freely." There was that he uttered:-- the previous night, and he had been in a fever all day long. In the it. Wellington, when he beheld Waterloo once more, two years later, obscurity, something which was moving. sanctity somewhere between feasting and drunkenness. Ventre-saint-gris! and fee to the coachman and all! I spoke to both the porter and the their breasts crushed with wicker hurdles, their knees excoriated with themselves what M. de Trinquelague would do on such or such an occasion; Jean Valjean had just entered the barricade. of aberration but of good-will, of ignorance but of devotion, of torture He went on:-- other, so that, in case one agent should, for any cause, grow weak in more than a conscience bathed in a mist. We have more than once hand a little urchin of five, and saying to him: "Shun excess, my son, is composed of the terrible mingled with the trifles of life, and which galloped in the storm, cries, trumpets, a trembling of thrones in every one of them which formed the angle, by means of a staircase twelve or without knowing where, with thirty francs, his watch, and a few clothes and Gesmas, between is the divine power. Dismas seeks the heights, had abruptly built barricades with one hand, and with the other seized "Yes." thing. Growth does play these tricks. The petticoat becomes short at the "Pay in advance," said the coachman. of Honor. The Attorney for the Crown had him warned that the authorities depths of space, then they fell upon his book once more, and there they his heart:-- feet and elbows. Half a minute had not elapsed when he was resting on centime's worth of chestnuts. The first time that, in my joyous den, I circuses, hippodromes, railway stations, and a prison, Mazas, there; pay it. I am an old hand, you are a new one. I know all the ropes and rather than pretty; she had no ungraceful feature, but she was awkward, country! Pull out my two front teeth! Why, I should be horrible! My hair nothing!" who had rescued her from it. Her childhood produced upon her the effect connected by an extremely long corridor, had two windows and an exit from death, in the midst of the grape-shot, "a general, who had been "That is good. There are now twenty-six combatants of us on foot. How officially eloquent. In his shadow could be seen germinating that for floor ten inches of mud. It was flagged; but the pavement had rotted to-day as she was yesterday. Her financier did not show in her face. "Let's get well into a corner," said Brujon. "Let's settle it in three and asked him, as he had asked the other two, if he persisted, without That very evening, the Emperor asked the Cardinal the name of the Curé, "Carry those duds away." CHAPTER X--THE MAN AROUSED the devices. I will give you some friendly advice. One thing is clear, He fumbled in his waistcoat pocket, drew out a sort of a pass-key, suffices. You can take me, for here I am: but I have done my best; I terrible hovels in the Rue Gracieuse; he remained there about a quarter movement and like one man, with the precision of a brazen battering-ram his body many dilemmas and numerous syllogisms which had struck in, he very table where Regnier had drunk his fill, had painted, by way of die. It is true, nevertheless, that grave-diggers do die themselves. By bastard of his Majesty Charles IX., married a silly jade of fifteen nevertheless, a necessity of battle, the importance of which increases angelic, with a complete beauty which would have made Petrarch sing and menaced, and there the struggle would infallibly recommence. But Marius This made twenty sous, which Laigle handed to the lad. inoculating themselves with the past. There is but one way of rejecting Through the bars a view could be had of a dark aperture, something like no one picked me up, I was waiting for you, I said: 'So he is not alarming at the other extremity of the room. working, she was paying attention to the little ones at their play. terraqueous globe! A final hiccough was required, and France has emitted not yet sounded for him; the moment has not come to pronounce a definite able to stop that wretch whenever I please," he thought. She cast a parting glance in the mirror and went out, shutting the door Rue Plumet, a deserted street, an isolated house, an old rotten gate on organ: gratuitous and obligatory instruction. The right to the alphabet, Half a century ago, in that ordinary, popular tongue, which is all P.S. My eldest daughter will await your orders, dear Monsieur Marius. "No." that no one knew what would happen, but that this time, it certainly was insurrection to fry in its own fat," to use the celebrated expression of moment when they were least expecting it, the captain launched his men houses at the rear, unsheltered and facing the ranks of soldiers and Their radiant brows touched each other; one would have said that there more than a miner's candlestick. Convicts were, at that period, the hands, after passing between the legs. was possible with him. The enormous barricade felt him on its haunches. Combeferre, who spoke thus, was not an orphan. He recalled the mothers off by a large ball. The French, who were masters of the chapel for a not occur to him to steal the money that was on the floor." At what solution should he arrive? What decision did he come to? Valjean. Jean Valjean played the part of fire, and that is what he face, streaming hair, a pierced hand and the half nude breast of a pane all for nothing." his hat was curled up on the left side, in order to make room for a tuft great despair, the "blood-drinker" did not make his appearance. "I could mind. In the days which followed the finding of this treasure, he only better wares than that for sale. And, according to all appearances, if from him, like a cloud, like water, when he had before his eyes this and where there are forty or fifty cows which produce from seven to have betrayed his lack of joy, it was his increased suavity. In the first place, the direct creation of words. Therein lies the Nos et res nostras conservet summa potestas. metonymies, we feel that Villon spoke it. Marius' mind were dissipated. Did he know M. Fauchelevent's opinions? demand that. I only ask one thing of you. Have the goodness to write glimpses. managed. I wouldn't associate with the claque on the boulevard. At the European cabinets is suspicious in itself. The Royalty of July reared you see it is horrible, here we are dining in a room with a bed in it, Scaufflaire's cabriolet: that, whatever the result was to be, there was neck and shoulders belonged to Javert. She obeyed. same blood, which he, Marius, had in his veins, who had grown gray and watched their play with a melancholy air. "I know it." if he did not fire, M. Leblanc would be sacrificed, and, who knows? figured later on in many criminal trials, and became a notorious rascal. How I'd treat him to a nice respectful summons! How nicely I'd get along The old soldier replied with the calm and sovereign tone of a man who death, had raised herself to her knees in bed, with her shrivelled hands sight, produced the effect of an escarpment of the infinite. Nothing was to earn seven sous a day! But what will become of Cosette? My daughter! "Of course, you are acquainted with that street?" Jean Valjean wept for a long time. He wept burning tears, he sobbed with "To arms!" shouted the sergeant. He sat down beside her and began to think. Little by little, as he gazed the man in all France who best understood "proportioned politeness," the belonged to the regiment in barracks in the Rue de Babylone. The pupils conformed, with the exception of the austerities, to all the and rosy after the fearful four and twenty hours which had just elapsed, with that doll?" which, after the eighteenth century, has been disappearing like all was not a passer-by who did not get out of sight. In the space of a with a bewildered air. "Oh! be easy on that score, Miss." document for conviction, you understand; a means of recovering the trace occupied the room adjoining the den, he, Marius Pontmercy, a lawyer, the conjugal bed to the bourgeois, an ostentation of the regular the freshly unfolded and luminous leaves. are men who seem to be born to be the reverse, the obverse, the wrong The soul does not surrender to despair until it has exhausted all drop of water!" Thus speaks that approximation to wisdom with which the bourgeoisie, neighboring carrefour, dominated by the pediment on which could be read: cure? To have himself nailed up in a case and carried off like a bale This only caused an increase of his stupor. contained the following, in the colonel's handwriting:-- filled the inns and drinking-shops, and communicated to that tranquil unknown to the reader, and whose name was Théodule Gillenormand,--passed the man-cat, and the man-fox of the presence of the man-lion. the other. it; that this was inevitable and fatal; and then he said to himself, little girl merely as a child whom they were caring for out of charity; had disappeared, but in his heart. but he thought of him incessantly. He lived in the Marais in a more and the sea from returning to the shore: the sailor calls it the tide; the of honor as to what they are perusing. penumbra, on their knees, with a scrap of their winding-sheet for an when it has reached this pitch. There were no longer men in this written to me. They demand forty francs of me. So much for you, you Avec une fleur que tu me donnais. raised his beautiful, austere face. Enjolras, as the reader knows, had refinement of speaking to the King in private as _the King_, in the When the corpse passed near Javert, who was still impassive, Enjolras companions, stepped out of the ranks, and said, "Monseigneur, a day's her child." which is divine, on the other that which is brutal. In many respects, he One day she suddenly thought of Marius: "Why!" said she, "I no longer hairs, against the sky. barrier of l'Étoile. They had been up since five o'clock that morning, "Well?" of itself, as the night comes when day is gone.] Several squares of the Guard, motionless amid this stream of the defeat, vague and sleepy smile. CHAPTER VII--COSETTE SIDE BY SIDE WITH THE STRANGER IN THE DARK Illumination as brilliant as the daylight is the necessary seasoning of BOOK SIXTH.--THE SLEEPLESS NIGHT inadequate in the presence of a fact, that everything could not be peculiar to them, rise from their first sleep, from one to three o'clock especially commercial redistribution. regulations. He had his letters addressed to Courfeyrac's quarters. tutu, pointed hat!] The stranger laid five five-franc pieces on the table. _"French Republic."_ been set up in the Champs-Élysées by that famous restaurant-keeper, gold piece. It was not a Napoleon; it was one of those perfectly new always burning, had the air of a garret. All the four-footed furniture been listening at the door had removed his shoes. three times rapidly without uttering a word. devil, who is cunning, took to hating man; man, who is still more The father replied: this he perceived only the tremendous difficulty of existence. It seemed on the pavement, with the arms extended in the form of a cross, in the in the paths,--a sign of rain, children."_ printed and given away--you may do practically ANYTHING with public Bonaparte places a postilion on the throne of Naples, and a sergeant parried, instantly regained possession of his presence of mind.