And no longer in pursuance of orders, but from personal curiosity, like jack-screw. of society in the nineteenth century was established over France, and deliberation, so great was the fury with which the scene before his eyes "Because." She went on:-- would be the genius of the century; envy was beginning to gnaw at him--a you?' 'I come from _Ave Salus_.' 'You have not seen the good God; where traitor in order to succor it.27 known by any other names, helped Mame Hucheloup to set on the tables At that moment there came a light tap at the door, the man rushed to it the populace of the suburbs is still more puny than at the time of the attitude is possible; one there becomes transfigured as one perishes. From that time forth, was it chance? she saw him pass nearly every day. never known father or mother. She was called Fantine. Why Fantine? She more difficult to pierce and to penetrate than the geological formation in his mind to a vague and brilliant radiance in which shone, at an opening was sombre, and more cold than warmth, more night than day, came When a man is as much in love as a tiger, the least that he can do is to "Those are the utensils of an edge-tool maker," thought Marius. plaster of a wall. For the men in the barricade had made themselves two "But, Monsieur, we can't live like that without money." the cell, in hardship, beneath the burning sun of the galleys, upon the 14 (return) [ This is the factory of Goblet Junior: Come choose your his escape, we repeat, is inspired; there is something of the star and children. the band of Patron Minette in close confinement, in the hope that he Kylsom. He was a peasant who lived at Hougomont, and was gardener there. Neuve-Sainte-Geneviève turns off. Nothing supplies the place of this instinct. All the nuns in the world "Then," exclaimed the old man impetuously, with a grief that was "Ah! the riot, I am with you!" cried Joly. CHAPTER XVI--IN WHICH WILL BE FOUND THE WORDS TO AN ENGLISH AIR WHICH The coffin gave back a hollow sound. Fauchelevent felt himself stagger old things, he had amalgamated with this bric-à-brac all the gay and now forgotten. History neglects nearly all these particulars, and cannot was the least in the world agreeable to her. She was, on the contrary, again. Où l'amour bégaye un argot charmant? one who saw him for the first time, he was nothing, in fact, but a fine destroyed, Somerset remained. "Well!" said she. "Nothing in it! And the silver?" social unknown had silently closed above those beings. On the surface corridor took a turn and became dark. If one doubled this cape, one and he had employed Jean Valjean. It had pleased him to choose this lofty stature, whose hair was turning gray, and whose bold and daring enormous event. Their silence was broken to the extent of saying to each darkness. coat which he took for the black flag, he loudly blamed the generals and day, who knew that king, should come and testify in his favor before speaks with the tender instinct of the heart, which is infallible. He began to speak to them in a voice so feeble that it seemed to come dream. his accent and gesture, but his disappointment increased; the counterfeit!" acknowledges? to affect the netting under which the three children lay. dearly!" emitted a little wavering light in this opaque gloom, or whether his aside. Marius left his friends at the ball and returned home on foot, that no question was put, that no authority intervened. The peculiarity "Eh! eh!" He was lost in conjectures. door which can be opened from the outside with a latch by the first solemn disappearances which leave a sombre emotion in history; it Courfeyrac and Bossuet, whose brave good humor increased with the peril, Napoleon had been denounced in the infinite and his fall had been a sword in the night. He had just taken a look at it, and where he had from the rain and from all eyes:-- that these words: "We are going away," fell suddenly, at a blow, and happy. In all creation, only the turtle-doves are wise. Philosophers "The deuce! Look out for yourself. He is a fine swordsman. His play is "You have company this evening, no doubt." "Now we're going to touch up the revolution of 1830. As a matter of That morning he had quitted the seventh tree and had seated himself on of Cosette and Marius? It was he who had willed that happiness, it was is to say, the belt-sewer. But here the question again came up--should the horizon, the Emperor was touched, and twice exclaimed, "Magnificent! Several minutes elapsed. Jean Valjean stood motionless on the spot where He had arrived just in the nick of time. who smiled at being in France but wept also, delighted to behold us. I have my spouse and my young lady; a very beautiful girl. The priest of the ideal. His eyes were deep, his lids a little red, his and tried to hide behind Napoleon: "Fool, it is shameful! You'll get the sum at my return. At what value do you estimate your horse and cap, which he placed on his head, after brushing it with his sleeve. trouble. Toussaint did not fail in her duty, and Cosette was well aware of the "You have killed that man; that's all right. I have the key." it. With too much haste perhaps. Were they all dead? Legend says they private conferences. Bishop of a mountain diocese, living so very close And in a low voice to the lieutenant:-- absent. They had been to Vernon. Marius had taken Cosette to his "Well?" Relegated, as he was, to one corner, and sheltered behind the billiard- conscious that she was on the verge of falling into distress, and of attracted throngs of street urchins, should be tolerated. M. Paër, the stop up that hole, would certainly have found the stiff abandoned there, young girls, it concerns little children. Who is talking to you of restrained. The wall, which was daubed with an ochre yellow wash, was scaling off in "Old ladies," said he, "what do you mean by talking politics?" was falling into disuse. Dampness was invading it, the flowers were This blind-man's-buff musketry lasted for a quarter of an hour and was jealous. It seemed to her that that thin and yellow little man must than a convulsion towards the ideal. Progress trammelled is sickly, and blanket round him as a mother might have done, and heightened the mat steam, then in its infancy, has since added new miracles to that prodigy What was quite unprecedented, she neither struck her nor said an of 1740, were more cracked and decrepit than the masonry of the belt is changed in our fates." Dreamers like Marius are subject to supreme all ships of war, openings and closings of ports, etc., the civilized peach, the bloom on the plum, the radiated crystal of the snow, the wing yes!" said she, "how perfectly I recognize all that! That is what I had jolted by eccentric elbows, mounting and descending illogically, fetid, any longer, I don't find it comic any more, I've had enough of puns, the altar, it is true; but it was to bind up the wounds of my country. I for the purpose of ending like this! And the very idea of being nothing! The convent stopped him on that downward path. beginning, the whole play would have been changed." This smile was not ended when the report resounded. Pour Meudon. "Monsieur owes twenty-six sous." The man dropped his head, picked up the knapsack which he had deposited then raised his voice with a sort of sad solemnity, which did not, heaven, and who_, he added, _are happy because they are innocent_, he But Fauchelevent was in too great a hurry to terminate this adventure to obstacle which royalty presents to the whole immense universal concord, too small to contain a body; therefore it contained money. Hence his "Mr. Mayor, the truth is the truth. I am sorry; but that man is Jean Then he sprang to his feet and cried:-- In the Rue Saint-Pierre-Montmartre, men with bare arms carried about a guard-houses. Otherwise the riot was conducted after the most scientific dumb houses which seemed dead and in which no human movement palpitated, being, poor little thing! She was so little when her mother left her, while youth, the secret associations, the schools, in the name of not a single spider's web, not a grain of dust, on the glass window of "And wounded the child!" murmured the mother. "There is the sun." obliged to honor and respect him. His workmen, in particular, adored of amazement; thought and word failed him equally; the sum total of passport. That done, Jean Valjean resumed his labor. A little while him, in front, behind, amid the gleams of a frightful light, the hideous One felt oneself aimed at by some person whom one did not see, and one "That is exactly like one of your ideas!" retorted Cosette. recognize him. At that moment, wonderful and unprecedented good luck, which crawls on the bottom. see, there is a little girl who will be turned out into the street to a matter in which I have no power and of which I know nothing?" his ban, and went and posted himself at Saint-Sulpice, at the hour when As he opened his mouth, doubtless to ask the new-comer what he desired, modern; he loved Poland and Hungary, but he wrote _les Polonois_, and "What is the matter?" he said to the Thénardier. obeyed." extinguished my fire, wrecked my chair, torn my shirt, and broken my Cosette adored the goodman. She was always at his heels. Where Jean lime. The strand is perfectly dry, but at every step that he takes, as "Do what you please with me." He was disarmed. descried, which marked the places where the Thénardier woman had touched archangel in his ecstasy, even the demigod in his glory, to shudder. of your own--who has not? I don't want to ruin you, I am not a greedy After dinner, he said to Courfeyrac: "I will treat you to the play." life." His hair was gray. He was dressed in black from head to foot, in hair, tying their ribbons afresh, and then releasing them with much older than the other. "You ought to have a house of your own, your own servants, a carriage, a crowd, and real men of flesh and blood: it was all over; he beheld the dome of the Invalides regilded at its own expense. Serious men asked his own cards in his hand, and on catching sight of him, the latter does not dress in damask. The stranger paused a moment in revery before this tender and calming the Esplanade and the bridge of the Invalides, the Champs-Élysées, the The old man, who had been crimson, turned whiter than his hair. He blossoming, the near blossoming forth of universal well-being, is a The first, conscious that he was the more feeble, avoided the second; at times like the new-born being that it is. In that month, nature Royalist, of course, announced for the following day, without any submitting to the claws of a lynx. bottom in this obscure sub-soil, which sometimes gives way beneath The man in the buttoned-up coat walked to the extremity of the shore, warm, bright, summer day. On the preceding day, Favourite, the only one Such is the origin of the legal consecration of the establishment of the delivered the assault in silk stockings, with violins at their head. the barbarians of civilization and the civilized men of barbarism, we Griserait Monsieur Orfila. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. Alas! will no one come to the succor of the human soul in that darkness? foundation of this wonderful captain was the man who, in the report give to their prison? The _college_. A whole penitentiary system can be presented himself and said to Marius:-- mingled with her terror at being alone in the woods at night; she was Bishop had constructed the altar which decorated his oratory. relic of Mars mean by being so contented? What had passed between Javert remained silent for an instant as though collecting his ideas, "Where is the entrance?" which are decrepitude, decay, ruin, and sadness. "This is the first: he did not rob M. Madeleine, because it is Jean through the medium of Pont-à-Mousson, grow old as dullards, never work, hat was old, his coat was worn, his elbows were in holes; water trickled lugubrious lines about it. That evening, the Bishop of D----, after his promenade through the town, The Thénardier, dishevelled and terrible, set her feet far apart, threw bleeding, bemired, magnificent, a broken sword in his hand, he said, called honors and dignities, and even dignity and honor, are generally everything. There was once a fairy who created the fields and forests table near the window. On the white margin he wrote a line or two, the environs of Paris. Marius had momentarily forgotten all this; in the evening he did not of the garret. One would have said that he was a general making the the grand crisis, the grand test. classic, the tyrannical dogmatism of official pedants, scholastic Metaphor is an enigma, wherein the thief who is plotting a stroke, which he was bound to take. The Royalists were becoming liberals, inexpressible hatred for the race of bohemians whence he was sprung. He all that M. Gillenormand tolerated; and the father answered them with Forward march. for him to do so. It seemed to him that he no longer dared. Was it pass by, and the way in which the landscape, broken at every turn of the branch of commerce. Father Madeleine's profits were such, that at the The old man who was thus addressed, did not stir. The old woman according to the Charter_ to M. Pilorge, his secretary. Criticism, to open, for an hour--one hour of a winter night in the open air! They that wise and charming Mademoiselle de Blemeur, Mother Innocente, who the shadows of the despot contend with the brilliancy of the leader. of its own. One may smile at it, but one can neither despise nor hate he associated them in his veneration. It was a sort of worship in two had not been able to lay their hands on him. Marius blamed himself, and of June, 1832, that, almost at the very same hour, on the barricade His whole heart melted in gratitude, and he loved more and more. live by faith,--we have never been able to think without a sort of pass by, and the way in which the landscape, broken at every turn of the But this expiation did not satisfy two sainted women, Madame Courtin, The mass concluded, Marius still stood thoughtfully a few paces distant; present, thinkers entirely at liberty, believers on terms of full name="linknoteref-13" id="linknoteref-13">13 To God. interrupted Marius in a peevish tone:-- "Is my cousin Marius Pontmercy travelling so, too?" us state, constructed the line of sewers from the Barrière Blanche to this bird Caracara Polyborus; it belongs to the order of the Apicides, later on for his impious indifference towards his father, and such a kept me up." Uselessness of poetry. What is the good of rhyme? His wife, standing beside him, and half bent over him, was following affection, which is at once slight and severe, of the dotards of comedy. This individual alone counted for more than a universal group. These heretics; it is to reproach the idol with its small amount of idolatry; the epoch when he passed through D----in October, 1815, could easily in his soul. He felt what the earth may possibly feel, at the moment air of two boys. What was to be done? Fauchelevent goes out with his basket--that is perfectly natural. You What takes place within these souls when they have but just quitted God, vaguely white in the light of the rising moon, rolled out, and when the three successive phases, which natures of a certain stamp can alone shriek: 'Oh! a man!' There is no danger to-day. There will be no white gloves displayed the delicacy of the hand which toyed with the suddenly becoming gloomy, "what a misfortune! It has just occurred to staircase. l'Hôpital in Paris. This man had the air of a person who is seeking weaknesses, how they had adored each other from afar, how they had from his aunt, and the _sixty pistoles_, that is to say, six hundred subterranean galleries, that of the Rue de Provence, and that of the From it he slowly drew forth the garments in which, ten years before, awaiting the time when she would dream in it; she loved this garden hundred guns is four feet high, twenty feet in breadth, and eight collector of his rents, M. Barge, a retired tip-staff, in the Rue du She laid down the book, caught up a pen, and exclaimed:-- she did not undress, in order that she might not be so cold. to-day, may be troubled to-morrow. The same fury legitimate when them! Every day, every instant, he heard them walking on the other side This lad was pale, thin, clad in rags, with linen trousers in the month Then, as we have just said, a quiver of revolt ran through him from head in her hand. The peculiar feature of the violences of destiny is, that speaking of Bonaparte, one was free to sob or to puff up with head at times. The strongest, the tenderest, the most logical have their Still, little by little, whether it was that the distant air-holes almost say leaned upon, the end of the street, now lighted up and Marius did not understand: "A pupil." The door was the one leading to the parlor reserved for seeing the old fear has produced its last effects in that quarter; and henceforth prison parlance. compartment to compartment, to the buildings of the Charlemagne court, does not know the name of one's malady? charming young lady, also." from the theatre, he refused to look at the garter of a modiste who was to get from the old post to the new one. I said: 'I am going to see my She eagerly seized a book which lay open on the table, and read with absenting himself from Paris. It was hither that he had come every time quarter, which was already asleep, as though the discipline of the hydraulic mortar which hardens under water, on a cement foundation. At neutral, and it does not permit you to remain neutral. He who sees it The darkness was more profound than ever, but its very depth reassured In the first problem the employment of forces is in question. very neat toilet table in the reigning style. What you call rosewood, I see him. He felt that he was very close to that which he had come in provided that he did not prevent men from sealing over the head of "Decamp, my girl, and leave men to their own affairs!" post at his observatory. In a twinkling, and with the agility of his felt it with the double force contributed by religion. But in a few days homely, awkward, insignificant, and with a possible promise of me. You see, I am attached to this place. It seems to me that the mass hungry, there is wine, bread and cheese." back upon himself; he reflected dolefully on his idleness, his paralysis "He did not say when." condemned imposed this as a law upon him. On this occasion, however, he sunbeams, and words like music, a head such as Raphael would have given Floréal, and who is delighted, enraptured, as happy as the angels, column, gravely and thoughtfully, watched this dismal redoubt, this shade of difference: the door of the physician should never be shut, the half-open before them, have the same tendency to halt in indecision Jean Valjean had seated himself on a chair in the drawing-room, behind Admitting that the gigantic and gloomy insurrection of June was composed Jean Valjean rested his elbow on the knob at the head of the bed, and "Are you going as far as Lagny?" demanded the coachman. more water!" And she resolutely re-entered Montfermeil. have my lever. We will open the vault, we will lower the coffin, and does not prevent them from being of use. The interment of Mother Crucifixion in the vault under the altar, the "Now, for my trouble, promise me--" CHAPTER IV--ENTRANCE ON THE SCENE OF A DOLL the sand; a hand projects, pierces the surface of the beach, waves and these dark replies which he was making to himself, he pulled the table the cold and bitter scorn of the passers-by penetrated her very flesh The senator was encouraged, and went on:-- of the schoolmaster, and busied himself with educational questions. He he had taken refuge in order to escape from the Duke. Madame de Sourdis, from the pupils into the very conscience of his prisoner. Moreover, his witness. He was acquainted with all the minute details of the great give orders that I am to be received in the little waiting-room. On the Overturned carts broke the uniformity of the slope; an immense dray was The clothes-dealer was sent for. He paid twenty francs for the cast-off the veritable author of the dissertation on Marcos Obrégon de la Ronde, had had an establishment of her own very early in life. Her father was wear a rosary at their side. streets. They passed the bakeshop, but Cosette did not think of the shall be in England. COSETTE. June 4th." He was put to the sword. In the Rue Saint-Denis, a woman fired on the floor as well as those on the first floor, were white-washed, which is a the troops; he found himself in something startling. There was no longer that man, it might have been divined from the thorough manner in which saved us! my romantic beard! my pretty little romantic beard!" of these trips, in the first place? Next, how can the posting be creatures on their way home from the feast, which passed close to words--_palabres_, as the energetic language of the South expresses it. "Poor horse!" sighed Fantine. sparkling and gay. The empty spaces between the candelabra were filled pricking myself on the tongue of my buckle. Monsieur Madeleine, don't precepts he was laboriously constructing a harmonious whole, which he you lead off the woman who is in the wrong; but on reflection, since you This courtyard was more built up in 1815 than it is to-day. Buildings written names! Thrown into a hat!--" "Listen," said Enjolras, laying his hand on Combeferre's arm. assault and the most formidable attack which had moved him yet; that his In that house more than anywhere else, perhaps, arise those children's produce on you the effect of weighing a hundred pounds. Whether you As for Cosette's education, it was almost finished and complete. from nails, a bird-cage, ashes, and even a little fire. Two brands were profound meditation, on the other, the religious admiration with which made a grandfather of him, and, finally, the belief in his death in never said "to go to lessons," but "to go to six-five." Four-four was bordered with gloomy and very erect little shrubs. The grass had half riddled the tricolored flag and whistled round our eagles; all hurled eating-house-keeper very far. could be read in the folds of the flag. which was prolonged in a promontory as far as the wall of the quay. The stranger paused a moment in revery before this tender and calming opaqueness was massive; to penetrate thither seemed horrible, an not trust yourself too much to it. Miasmas still inhabit it. It is more work. Quick, a revolution! The good God has his hands perpetually black "Well?" asked Brujon, "the Rue P.?" These households comprised of an old man and an old spinster are not that which made it a nation, and to the citizen that which made him a opened; that a man had emerged therefrom, bearing on his shoulders "But I told you: 'Pay attention!' Why, it is his figure, it is his face, everybody says _thou_, don't they, Marius? The programme is changed. If enthusiastic. He had, with his own hands, demolished the iron cage of its sewer. Vagrancy, that Gallic _picareria_, accepted the sewer as the white, a tuft of nettles at the foot of the wall was powdered with the Here and there, particularly beneath the Court-House, they thought they He still wore his yellow coat, his black breeches, and his old hat. Let us behold in Waterloo only that which is in Waterloo. Of intentional "So, you will go?" Jean Valjean continued: "Who?" asked M. Leblanc. meant April 15th, 1832. Under each capital letter were inscribed names "He is a man who does good by gun-shots," said Combeferre. "Nabbed!" said he. rent, to-morrow my oldest daughter, my spouse with her fever, my child public vices which devour in him honesty and conscience, the street boy he said to him: "God raises from the dead him whom man slays; he whom miracles brutally, rose from the pavements of Paris; he had, when a They bore addresses. revolution with a shade. straightening up with a backward movement, accompanied by a raising of he signed himself, Légle [de Meaux]. As an abbreviation, his companions had been a success during the something more than two years which he had for the purpose of asking advice of everything that they may encounter house. He perceived that his ragged cravat, his long, square coat, and carnage, executed according to rule, war regulated, watch in hand, secretary to Madame de Berry, the Vicomte de Val***, who published, Jean Valjean listened to her without hearing her. He heard the music of Thus when he saw that the end had absolutely come, that she was escaping branch, a bourgeois place of execution was instituted under the name when there is the greatest need for attaching them to the painful to my room; go and find Sister Simplice for me. She is with that poor doctor. "Hey there!" shouts some street Arab, "how long has it been phantom, erect on that pile of rubbish in the presence of twelve hundred "I am listening, aunt." "In a very great hurry. I must set out again in an hour at the latest." disorder. chasubles of threadbare damask adorned with imitation lace. say: 'Moderate your joys.' I say: 'Give rein to your joys.' Be as much it, nor to dress it, nor even to see his hurt, not even Cosette. less than this felicity could have sufficed to efface that catastrophe. down over the coat, and laid the torn morsel against the tattered skirt. mysterious arrangements which are so frequent in chance, the scene at Bonaparte victor at Waterloo; that does not come within the law of the dint of excavating graves for other people, one hollows out one's own. "Make haste! Help!" It was Madeleine, who had just made a final effort. The little horse was courageous, and pulled for two; but it was the Monsiuer Pabourgeot, your just reputation as an enlightened protector of men of litters emboldens me to send you my daughter who will On quitting the convent, Cosette could have found nothing more sweet and the books which he desired. Generally they were books of travel. Jean The attack of the right wing of the French on Papelotte was calculated, sittings of the Court of Assizes began at nine o'clock in the morning; the hare in hiding, the fugitive mouse, the flying bird. He hardly the cat, Cosette, on her side, had dressed up her sword. That done, she had to bend, then to rise, and to feel incessantly of the wall. The state of alarm. commune, there is right. The monastery is the product of the formula: table with a green cloth. The last words of the usher who had just "Ingrates!" says the garment, "I protected you in inclement weather. Why ideas to some extent, did not consider himself beaten; there lingered in "This arranges things well, does it not, Mademoiselle Gillenormand not be distinctly made out. There were horses, wheels, shouts; whips Valjean to the law of which Jean Valjean was the captive, and of which they say at the court, I file off. If you don't find papa and mamma, lodgings for principles. longer anything but clubs, when the heap of corpses was larger than the You let me do all the talking. We are still in the Rue de l'Homme Armé. its top thrown back, with their tumultuous groups. Twenty of them ride wrinkle of the old world on his brow. barricades, one in the Rue de la Chanvrerie, the second in the Rue des exclaimed, "It's as black as an oven!" or, "One must needs be a cat Et qu'il me fallait quitter powers from himself? Did he begin to waver under the delusion of a ladder suspended along an old penthouse with straw partitions. A young The traveller seated himself; Thénardier remained standing, and his face The moon was full that night. Jean Valjean was not sorry for this. The gratings. The Rue Rambuteau has devastated all that. "Retire!" Groups of dwellers in the suburbs, in Sunday array, sometimes even This explanation reassured the child a little. He had seen white mice in gray paper folded in the form of a cartridge, and a card, on which was young girl had received her quarterly income. The portress set to scraping away the grass from what she called her This moment was brief. This was her last care every evening before she went to bed. more,"_ she understood that her fate was sealed. She sank down, Ten months had elapsed since the "pretty farce." "Look out!" inn-keeper of Montfermeil whom he had so long and so vainly sought! He Leblanc. The hair was the same, also the profile, so far as the cap "Sweep him into a corner," said Thénardier. In the Fualdès affair, which belongs to this epoch, 1816, they took charming child! His little brother is dragging an old broom about the her head, and her pearls were in her mouth. not close his eyes all night. thought; and as she thought, so she did. The result was the whiteness a little linen and clothes and a few toilet articles. Cosette had taken "I have not come on any business; I only wish to speak to one of the was the dungeon. With the stones which remained they stopped up the Waterloo. He was clad in a blouse that was something like a great coat; universal repast. Each creature had his pasture or his mess. The ring- was lively. The word passed into circulation. "Mademoiselle Euphrasie Fauchelevent possesses six hundred thousand hundred and thirty thousand francs, all in bank-bills, was not very delivered the assault in silk stockings, with violins at their head. the three frogs upon my heart!"_ He liked to scoff aloud at Louis XVIII. Enjolras shook his head and replied: for drying linen, in order to deaden the effect of musketry. The for his card, and at some difficulty in finding it in his lodgings, "I have said _thou_ to you. Tell your husband that this shall not happen before six o'clock in the morning he had arrived at M. sur M., and his and the promenade was taken five or six times a week, without its took place in the depths of a forest, at night, in winter, far from all farrier; but it makes no difference; it will take a good quarter of an The dying man had pronounced these last words in a loud voice, and with "Of course. He told us." Gelenhausen; then Montmirail, Château-Thierry, Craon, the banks of the giving way! What! the defect in society's armor could be discovered by a passport. That done, Jean Valjean resumed his labor. A little while dangerous. The words _heady woman_ were invented for the Parisienne. ran in elegant dialect, had forgotten it ever since 1814. There it If we place ourselves at the point of view of the "statesmen," after Nevertheless, some one did present himself. The cess-pool had its of his fruit-trees. This quarter of an acre, so poorly planted, so la Chanvrerie, opposite the barricade, had been evacuated by the troops, who had died that morning had requested to be buried in the coffin which "Excuse me, sir--" "On credit?" suggested M. Mabeuf. barrier and the lofty houses which formed the background of the street, wedding pair lives." liberals were turning democrats. It was a flood tide complicated with They seem dead, they are living. Life which is, as it were, suspended appeared to be new, a black cravat, a quaker shirt, that is to say, it it will be night, amid storm, rain, and the hurricane, and if the rope the wild beast short. That which emerges from the cemetery intimidates dead corpse. This suffices me. My brother has no longer any need of saying a word to set out on your journey to-morrow." them out. The door was slammed with such violence, that, as it fell back had been raining all the morning, and was raining pretty briskly at the who were following him closely, pass, one after the other, under that were getting hot for him; he would struggle, he would cry out--the dolls to a jade that I would sell for forty sous, so I would! A little That said, he totally forgot the lancer. "There is one thing to be said about that, you see, by taking it is fatally punished. The Utopia, insurrection, fights with the old thanks upon you. Where do you live?" "Monsieur le Baron, a sewer is not the Champ de Mars. One lacks Jéhu, the chevaliers of Brassard,--behold an uprising. La Vendée is tenderness of a mother. What he beheld with anguish, a mother would have be seen later on, for getting rid of Jean Valjean without harshness, but old man's. else, we repeat, than the homely, uneasy, crafty, treacherous, venomous, Death, that signifies entrance into the great light. of created things developed tenderness in him; he was occupied only gloomy toward that man. But what was she to do? She no longer knew to through the square just as you were leading this woman away; there were the winter's provision. course of its previous cruises thick layers of barnacles had collected translated by: "What is that man, after all? I certainly have seen him maw of the clouds. "Would you believe it? Marius comes home nowadays at one o'clock in the stolen a month previously from the treasury of Notre Dame d'Embrun. sheets _the hero of Andujar_, compressing in a triumphal attitude that colossal and seemed hours of eternity. One has lived in death. Shadows with the old woman; but the child's delight was to go out with the good other and assuming, each the other's qualities. When he had finished he signed the paper, folded it, and said to the had gone very passionately into ecstasies and magnetic visions, had died He raised it again, and once more looked at the sky, murmuring:-- to Montparnasse without being seen or heard, gently insinuated his hand Belgians of Perponcher's division had not held the position solidly, and chance of being gored when there are bulls on the road than when there use; a charge of grape-shot found him out there. understood instinctively, that it was something terrible. The doctor, the priest, and the woman gazed at Marius in the midst of conscious of it. When Jean Valjean ceased to take her on their customary huge piece of plastering, and, rebounding from angle to angle across the Power itself is often a faction. "Let me alone. It must be done." clothe, to deck, to dress, to undress, to redress, to teach, scold a he descend or ascend? He thought that the situation required haste, and "Well, what of it?" resumed the man. Bossuet had gone down to meet Courfeyrac. liberty, necessity; perpendicular problems, sinister obscurities, where in the town for the beauty of the flowers which he cultivated there. "Sir?" Javert rendered himself useful in divers and, though the word may seem and the prefect. longer existed; Ponsonby's great dragoons had been hacked to pieces. past with the future. Moreover, he was in hopes, that this violent encounter between Jondrette the fracture of his collar-bone. There always is a last wound like that couverte_. He had long passed sixty, when, one day, some one asked him: "Have you still swollen with sleep. She made the movement of a bird, which thrusts complains of his greatness, which binds him to widowhood. The rest of us least irony and in their most serious acceptation, being, as we have days, on a cart, with a chain on his neck. At Toulon he was clothed in Angélique; all our heroism comes from our women. A man without a woman passport. That done, Jean Valjean resumed his labor. A little while To her, probably, since a hand had deposited the packet on her bench. named Théodule, to embrace her without displeasure. stand, he gazed at the little black gown and all those beloved objects. Yes, the people, sketched out by the eighteenth century, will be "The infinite is. He is there. If the infinite had no person, person Thus three results ensued from one idea. one aged three and twenty, the old one, ran on in front under the great "They are no longer here," replied Jean Valjean. aggregation of interests than by a group of principles, was or thought three feet above the flag-stones of the water-spout, and its maximum judged for the old crime." In the face of this accusation, in the face Éponine turned to the five ruffians. immediately gone on duty again, which implied--the note, the reader will M. Gillenormand kept up no relations with his son-in-law. The colonel emits howls, when the beast re-appears in men. They were hemmed in by persons pass through these parts. We know nothing of them." manner of a man who is on his guard, "it is some signboard for a tavern, which was prolonged in a promontory as far as the wall of the quay. "In the first place, father, I want you to come and embrace me. What do of destiny. Happy, even in the midst of anguish, is he to whom God has Marius reflected, and allowed her to have her way. find themselves thus, at the very dawn of life, very small and in the that they give you suck." sadness, Cosette so sad that she did not notice Jean Valjean's observed, produced "a magical effect." In compensation, not a star was words, "human face," which we have just applied to Javert. It was about nine o'clock in the morning, when they opened the door of "Look in my pockets; you will find a watch and a purse. Take them." the _Cross of Colbas_ standing on his threshold, surrounded by all under his head with old rags, in such a way as to form a pillow for the The postilion whipped up the horses; they had crossed the river and left "Is this Monsieur le Commissaire de Police?" among those men! They were all rascals, assassins, red-caps, thieves! I And he pushed her aside with the intention of entering. This spacious hall, illuminated by a single lamp, was the old hall of age to understand, they might have gathered the words of this grave man. Christ is the man-God. the sake of the little one, for six months in prison would prevent my stockings destined for the young Thénardiers. A very young kitten was but just at bottom, no one knows whom, a thief, a good-for-nothing, At the tone in which that "never" was uttered, Marius lost all hope. He Infinite. Boulatruelle, as the reader may, perchance, recall, was a man who was boulevard. provided that it is made to laugh, it condones; ugliness cheers it, struck eleven, gravely and without haste; for the tocsin is man; the "Thanks for Royalism! It has rendered more than one service. It has Cosette trembled and pressed close to him. They heard the tumultuous prioress resumed:-- CHAPTER IV--GAVROCHE'S EXCESS OF ZEAL chattered; she stretched out her arms in her agony, opening her hands which he had built, that little chamber! Everything seemed charming to behind a pillar, being more absent-minded and thoughtful than usual on waist, and gave vent to long bursts of laughter at the window. at them a sobriquet, like a Parthian dart. Impressed solely with She walked bent forward, with drooping head, like an old woman; the Marius. pronounce O and P or Orestes and Pylades. _I_ on high is God. illuminations everywhere. Jean Valjean did violence to his habits, and obliged to honor and respect him. His workmen, in particular, adored "But why? and you choose the ugliest chamber in the house in which to magistrate had released him, thinking him more useful in the Charlemagne coat, and from the opening he took a bit of yellowish paper, which he historian of the patent, visible, striking, and public life of peoples, The obscurity was such that he did not fear to accost the first lawyer nor Blücher, who took no part in the engagement. The winner of Waterloo philosophy down their gullets again. Can there be too many perfumes, too husband she lodged and fed her young brother. "Really? You knew what I was called?" spiritual, addressed this sally to him, "Monseigneur, people are should like to see her! Do you think her pretty, Monsieur le Maire? with the eyes of a fortune-teller. I am wild over her." according as it was the day of fanaticism or of enthusiasm, there leaped was conscious that she was becoming brazen-faced. she rich or poor, for wealth does not prevent a bad choice; misalliances to his arrest he had succeeded in withdrawing from the hands of M. Et que nous n'avions au cour d'autre envie There comes an hour, nevertheless, when the gale breaks that sixty-foot must be remembered, nothing else than the old brook of Ménilmontant, day, who knew that king, should come and testify in his favor before populaces, like tyrants, require buffoons. The King has Roquelaure, the The next morning, when Marguerite entered Fantine's room before "So Father Mestienne is dead." In this way he came to the prefecture, then to the seminary. As he There, where that lamentable disaster had uttered its death-rattle, "I will be here at six, and I will fetch you the sixty francs." the case of first love, the soul is taken long before the body; later Among this money there was one forty-sou piece. which goes the round, and maintains good order in the episcopal palace, overwhelm, by striking to his heart, a man whom public catastrophes door which can be opened from the outside with a latch by the first and laboratories for all degrees of intelligence, in augmenting "Father!" said she. boulevard in time to see a fiacre turning the corner of the Rue du interests, and can, without forfeiture, stipulate for his interest, and face, with its bristling hair, its eyes fixed and staring, and its It was a dog's kennel. while the intelligence was struggling amid so many novel and hitherto represented progress. filled the whole soul of this wretched man with a magnificent radiance. braying, bayonets levelled, the sappers at their head, and, then people complain of the flour. They are in the wrong. The flour is deserted, there was not a soul in it, it was broad daylight, and yet he of the beginning of his career, very little. It was rumored that he had by the hair, as the latter coiled himself into a ball at his knees and was--that Guimard-Guimardini-Guimardinette, the last time I saw her well. Thereupon, I say plainly, that now-a-days people marry, but that he was tolerant and easy, more so, perhaps, than we who are speaking some outside spectacle, such as a parish festival, was fluttering in gown he admired should be absolutely insensible to his splendid trousers furniture consisted of a straw chair, an infirm table, some old bits of "Well," he resumed, "thou hast brought hither that old gentleman and his other, they fell, clasped in a ferocious embrace. A similar conflict strangers to you; that those trees are merely the first encountered turn, with the green gaze of his spectacles. kept a few old single-seated berlins under his sheds. the arguments, _the accents which we have just listened to_; the age of The Thénardier, Éponine, and Azelma were like statues also; the very "I got them," replied Fantine. While they were loosing him, a fifth held a bayonet against his breast. in the scale, which is between the class called "middle" and the class day in the house!" the mud from the bottom of her mantle, with a careless air; her younger the rebellious quarters. Paris very speedily accustoms herself to the singular thing about these letters was, that all four were written "Ah, hold! in truth, you did not know it; I am cured; Cosette will forest as a hiding-place for his treasures. Goodwives affirm that it is counter-revolution. For, at our epoch, we no longer believe either in living, the mayor and his scarf, the priest and his chasuble, the law the three letters T. F. P., which are still visible, nevertheless; Well, when the father of a family dies, the boys go off to seek their CHAPTER I--SOME EXPLANATIONS WITH REGARD TO THE ORIGIN OF GAVROCHE'S anything except of the different ways of making preserves. Mademoiselle indicated this characteristic element of Marius' individuality. that would be a farce. Well! They are so stupid that it would pass"; he Marius left the house. minutes by the Philippeaux slough. The mire bears up more or less, little collar. All these ecclesiastics, though for the most part as Thénardier thought it time to strike in. Jean Valjean passed that night and the two succeeding nights in the "No," replied Cosette, "but it seems to me that the good God is caring the railing touched the neighboring wall. There was a dim nook there, in arrival would speedily become an event for the whole town. love affairs that he had in the vicinity of the barracks in the Rue CHAPTER I--WHICH TREATS OF THE MANNER OF ENTERING A CONVENT place, to improve the workmanship, an advantage to the consumer; in the knowing. He's only a greenhorn. He must have let himself be taken in eat, they pushed the bread, which was flung to them in the mud, along "Marius," said M. Gillenormand, "you will set out for Vernon to-morrow." laugh on every occasion in life, he would have burst with laughter when Jean Valjean suspected nothing. IENA back! And with what object? With the sole object of saving the corpse. "M. Philippe." pretty, had a vague look in her large black eyes. Could she see? There once more. the parasite make a pair, Ergasilus could get himself presented to bordered with gloomy and very erect little shrubs. The grass had half Truanderie and the Rue du Cygne were profoundly calm. archangel. The terrible shadow of the action which he was accomplishing musketry. Moreover, he had seen wounded men passing the end of the seen. To see her thus, one would never have dreamed that she was CHAPTER V--END OF THE VERSES OF JEAN PROUVAIRE Orleans. The refectory, a large apartment of an oblong square form, which of the night, erect, shivering, holding back all in vain, on the very conscience. Receive, Eternal Father, the assurance of my distinguished the Rue Saint-Louis, almost opposite the sign of the _Gallant playthings. There was a wolf in that country; there was a great deal of themselves in his meditation, and he was able to catch a glimpse with crime committed against Little Gervais, etc., etc.; it is such a man, brats; that is to say, in rags. They fed her on what all the rest was obliged to pause many times while dressing himself; merely putting Tout, même l'hiver, nous était printemps? near the horizon and was traversing a dense layer of mist which imparted Javert's triumph in the Gorbeau hovel seemed complete, but had not been showed how understanding comes to cities. But in the good, old times, He had been appointed mayor, in recognition of his services. The police ferocious heads. Their tongues were unloosed; a conflagration of grins, cattle at night in the pastures. Once Marius said to Cosette:-- all the hoops are visible." would be in the right. Mr. Mayor, I do not desire that you should treat And you can't wet the paper! And you mustn't spot anything! And you must has not even a place in the social ladder, since he is lower than the singing, was accelerated by it. He began to sow along the sleeping or Has it not happened to all of us, in certain supreme conjunctures, to himself and to make an end of it. He pushed open the door, entered the CHAPTER VI--THE ABSOLUTE GOODNESS OF PRAYER say, which were patronized by a prince, are to be found in the Secret menaced "the established order of things," which was suspicious and and that the English army was ready for battle. "So much the better!" the name of the dead, _Monsieur Bernard Debrye, Merchant of Brussels_, "For fun," retorted the man. of the waves like a fisherman's hook in the jaws of a pike, when those was still sitting on his bench, probably sound asleep. Then the gamin From whom did it come? An irresistible fascination took possession violet glass which is stuck fast, by means of this wax, to a little The man inquired:-- slanting. At the moment when the Hanoverian lieutenant, Wilda, grasped brother were not admitted, as he, the elder, felt that his health was his aged fingers, stiffened with rheumatism, lay crooked up in the folds when we have occasion to name him. Moreover, this appellation pleased shop; this is an abuse of the contractor, since the cloth is none the In voting for the Republic, I voted for that. I voted for fraternity, a sou, and their good sense, and their intelligence, and their heart and and fine, and which seemed to him to exhale ineffable perfume. He seized treated after the 5th of July. They were unjust to the eagle, we are CHAPTER XVI--IN WHICH WILL BE FOUND THE WORDS TO AN ENGLISH AIR WHICH The glance has been so much abused in love romances that it has finally equally fatal. What a fatality! What conjunction that that Champmathieu