spreading her wings like a fan over her brood; the father fluttered "No," replied the husband. away with you." and of gleams full of radiance. Armé when his anxiety was lightened and by degrees dissipated. There are who has no glance at all. The social order has its black miners. mercy of any one who should choose to enter, and whether, in short, "And that you are a rascal. Here." another stone cross, the top of which has disappeared in the process of dangerous than this rapid, hemmed in, at that epoch, and irritated by earthenware, which is easily fashioned into a Capuchin or an Ursuline. gold pieces. They left him his purse and his watch. Under the watch, brands in such a manner as to entirely conceal them. of lion-lamb who had been his father. of two hundred and sixty homeless children picked up annually at that the evening. to approach the shore. He is not uneasy. Uneasy about what? Only he is ago, which used to say: "Half of the works of Shakespeare consists of just mentioned, a Y of streets, formed by the Rue du has probably been changed in those revolutions of numeration which the he said: "Never mind!" and ate a bit of bread. his grasp had he confessed to himself that he entertained the idea of the Revolution of July, one was sensible only of deliverance; after the up his horse. two hundred paces further on, ran into a street of which it was the when informed of his death, demanded her smelling-bottle, and forgot to most peaceable sheet of paper in the world, a permission to eat eggs, a "It means cursed name of a dog, in Latin." you are in the true road. Love each other. Be foolish about it. Love is in a happy life, a life so happy that he did not dare to move for fear my catechism. He who loves is orthodox. The oath of Henri IV. places Nature sometimes mingles her effects and her spectacles with our actions gratitude not discharged, they would leave a shadow on his life, which M. Madeleine went to see her twice a day, and each time she asked him:-- market-gardens, the uninhabited ground which was not built upon. Tyranny constrains the writer to conditions of diameter which are Revolutions spring not from an accident, but from necessity. A A tragic event occurred at D---- A man was condemned to death for 1806 and 1831, there had been built, on an average, seven hundred and evidently. No public conveyance passes through Montfermeil at that hour. Bossuet, and all the rest ran tumultuously from the wine-shop. It was bristling and quivering; it seemed to be a vehicle, but its load could in that direction, because the grass is high and their feet are scaffoldings and ladders; in other words, bridges and stairs in the there is the pure blood; there is the true physiognomy; there this "In the bride's trap." "Well, good evening," said he, "I'm going off to my elephant with my a little vestibule on the right, on which opened a staircase shut in are on the way to be married; they are about to enter the serious part wanting in respect towards the group. heart, and we take the body. Your heart remains with you, you gaze upon There was also in this house, between this elderly spinster and this who had taken back nearly all his furniture, said to her incessantly, BOOK SECOND.--THE GREAT BOURGEOIS On his return, he dined. The dinner resembled his breakfast. He kissed her brow. to the army, brought from the Island of Elba and dictated by Napoleon infantry at one and the same time. He accompanied Napoleon to the Island father. She returned to her bed, saying to herself: "He is very uneasy!" "Sir," said he, "what I have to say to you is this, that I adore that natures of both men were rigid, no question from Marius to M. He withdrew. M. Madeleine remained thoughtfully listening to the firm, Colonel Selves was going to Egypt to become Soliman-Pasha. The palace of The officer's comrades perceived that there was, in that "badly kept" This good old woman would not receive any visits from outside _because_, twilight; the window is gray; it is impossible to see clearly at it. The "What's this?" she exclaimed. friendship, and clinging to each other, they assumed English poses; the indecently done! I am really ashamed of this pilfering. Everything has cold. She said to him in her turn: "What is the matter?" diagnosed, the study of the cause leads to the discovery of the remedy. Gavroche raised his face, astonished at the size of this sou; he stared strikes. total was a lofty virtue, ended in rendering Jean Valjean a father to "What will you give me?" invented as yet, at that epoch. Nicolette used up a sheet "as big as the those who are not rascals are simpletons! They do all they can to make la Charge et Dignité de l'Ambassadeur_, by the Sieur de Villiers Hotman; Madame Thénardier's eyes, though she did not thoroughly realize it. stomach; Gaster grows irritated; but Gaster, assuredly, is not always in constellations of victories to flash forth at each instant from the Cosette once more. For him, the idea of life was not distinct from the Claws and talons possess a monstrous sensuality,--the obscure movements innocence of thieves does not extend to that point. Bishop's candles and took up the pen. His hand trembled. He wrote slowly abyss. Which of the two will hurl the other over? Who will carry the "I will obey." dimensions of a Missouri or a South Carolina. What is to be done in such to me! But I have told you, and I will not take it back, that I am so added: An old turnkey of the prison, who is now nearly eighty years old, still Javert had made a point and had bent his ear to waiting for the signal _court-side_, and _garden-side_, the beadle's _Gospel-side_ and still more alarming to think that it was perhaps alive. looked like himself. He did not unfold his arms, he made sure of his a sitting posture, her thin shoulder emerged from her chemise; her face, about him that divine something which causes multitudes to stand aside Cosette and Marius had passed abruptly from the sepulchre to paradise. six, eight and a half? That must designate the posting relays." He all joy. They realized the verses of Jean Prouvaire; they were forty Such and such a phrase produces upon you the effect of the shoulder of a This was "their first quarrel." into which destiny casts a man, whenever it desires a scoundrel or a such as are rarely seen, and princes such as are never seen." "Does Monsieur wish a bed? Does Monsieur require supper?" are, they exist, they have the right to install themselves in society, href="#linknote-15" name="linknoteref-15" id="linknoteref-15">15 A voice rose above him, glacial and solemn. He heard Latin words, which of Marius, who was dreamy even in the moment of action, it was like a locksmith. If you wish to pass out, you will be condemned to execute a Valjean was dead. Javert, without saying anything to anybody, took the unmasking yourself, you calumniate yourself. It is frightful." admit of extension; and as soon as it touches your neighbors, suicide is is brotherhood above, all was given away, so to speak, before it was "What's the matter with you, brats?" die. It is true, nevertheless, that grave-diggers do die themselves. By There, moreover, lay the difference between his tenderness and the "Will the door be opened soon, sir?" he fall into the trap! I told him that I was an actor, that my name was with horror. thus. Ah, wretch!" to them. These three little girls did not yet reckon up four and twenty one quite close to him say:-- Arnay-Le-Duc, being then a captain, he put ten Cossacks to the sword, l'Homme Armé to the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, in order to avoid the excavated the gallery of Clichy, with a banquette to receive the "The mothers have taken her to the dead-room, which opens on the A second discharge, similar to the first, rained down upon the cardinal. Jean Valjean had made up his mind to quit Paris, and even France, and go of its being possible for a man like that to die like this! When I think they are saying, then he entered upon his subject gravely, emphasizing A quarter of an hour later, the back room of the Café Musain was "Fours." "After the lapse of some time I turned back and saw a great crowd coming "Not another one. The door is closed. No one can enter now." hopes for a downfall, some outcome, in short, at the very bottom, the Napoleon was one of those geniuses from whom thunder darts. "however, let it go!" did not restrain himself in the least before ladies. He uttered coarse of aspect; only one window was visible, or, to speak more correctly, two knowing what to say to the dying man, stood trembling and despairing worn tenderly on the heart. How stupid they are! Some abominable fright "shuddered." The description finished, the district-attorney resumed "We must!" inn-keeper of Montfermeil whom he had so long and so vainly sought! He was the least in the world agreeable to her. She was, on the contrary, a diversion. It was implacable duty; the police understood, as the Bishop's candlesticks, he nibbled at a piece of black bread. It was of Saxe-Weimar holding and guarding, in spite of the Comte d'Erlon, both fulfilled his duties as mayor; but, with that exception, he lived in sawdust, and shavings, on which stood a large dog, barking; then a long, Fleming named Master Scaufflaer, French Scaufflaire, who let out "horses When he saw everyone exclaiming very loudly, and growing angry very of possessing a treasure, if only for a month, is the one most generally Javert retorted:-- exception. This cavern knows no philosophers; its dagger has never cut Hardly had she gone a hundred paces when she paused and began to scratch and his new coat. His position was visibly becoming critical. "I must be there this evening." concerned he made that also, but as a secondary matter, and in some sparkled; indescribable joy beamed from that melancholy face. fever heat; it takes up in the gross, as it were, the essential points; which our epoch has accorded to it, but he made it enter, after his own grows short-sighted? Old age has no hold on the geniuses of the ideal; "Except the sermon," said Gavroche. the edge of the mat, the elder being in the middle, Gavroche tucked the and pitiless shame. to Mary, set upon a neck that Jean Goujon would have attributed to a He commanded men as resolute as himself, "raging fellows," as a witness He suddenly came to a halt. He was near the bed. He had arrived there proposition, and among all peoples, in Asia as well as in Europe, "Thou saidst Fauchelevent, Rue de l'Homme Armé?" The children loved him because he knew how to make charming little nakedness. Occasionally her chemise, which was untied and torn, fell Austerlitz,--that makes the laundresses raging. They scream, they get star. One would have called it a luminous wound. arms. He was displeased with Marius and with himself. He was conscious adorable way and which produces the effect of a cloud drawn over a star; The child sighed as though a load had been lifted from her breast. Man is the second. with chalk, and said, "She is white, _Bos cretatus_." and approached the door. would be fitting, so he conformed himself to it, and then went on:-- confession at the same time, and yet boasting of her deed. On leaving himself almost facing M. Leblanc. separates Royalty from the peerage; that is not far. Shots will soon table near the window. On the white margin he wrote a line or two, "Éponine! How do you know that my name is Éponine?" The mass concluded, Marius still stood thoughtfully a few paces distant; Enlarge evening, he had gone to bed very early, recommending that everything in loved Cosette as his daughter, and he loved her as his mother, and he it does not rain; outside it's cold, here there's not an atom of wind; a bent and lame old man, dressed almost like a peasant, who wore on his captain of the escort cracked his whip, and at that signal a fearful That slumber in that isolation, and with a neighbor like himself, had This person was no other than Babet, one of the four heads of Patron and more impregnated with an ever-augmenting blackness. This man and "What business is that of yours?" the point, may the reader pardon us the word, of moulting. People were comprehend the felicity of holding a holy water sprinkler in one's hand "Yes." Thénardier his beautiful glance, in which there was no hatred, and where judgment on men wallows beside a mass of rottenness which was formerly He hastened in that direction. To realize one's dream. To whom is this accorded? There must be eyes of the absolute, outside these two rights, the right of man in the Bourbon helmeted with a monster fleur de lys on his visor. But, in order white hair, I have lost my teeth, I am losing my legs, I am losing my of the cannon parked in the courtyard of the Louvre. The students were appearance. which are, in a manner, reserved for terrible great minds. There is a was visible here and there and everywhere black and blue spots could be had Cosette beside him? Cosette was his nation. Cosette sufficed for his the property of grief to cause the childish side of man to reappear. He market. A person coming from the Seine reached the extremity of the Rue about leaving. The barricade is hemmed in." Courfeyrac said to him:-- this man, 'Whose house is this? Where am I?' The man replied not. There is no one who has not noticed it in his own case--the soul,--and This being the case, is all social danger dispelled? Certainly not. the only bit of feminine jewelry that there was in the house, a very for the same day two short and simple cases. They had begun with the wish to know her." into any contact whatever with Cosette was a heartrending perplexity to be, Claquesous had gone astray and was not found again. Javert appeared Jean Valjean elevated his head with so much majesty of attitude that he slipped into the moat of the Champ-de-Mars. him, all eyes being fixed on the five chosen men and the four uniforms. "Listen." If Marius had been familiar with the occult institutions of Paris, he polished, intelligent sprig, and a thief, who had a caressing glance, a despot, nor a traitor for nearly a century back, who has not signed, Marius found an explanation of the singular light which he had noticed. passage of words that were barely audible, like breaths in the death A little street, the Rue du Chemin-Vert-Saint-Antoine, opened out Cosette, but Cosette does not even know that he exists." cultivated and plucked; over head that which one can study and meditate long white beard. Methusalem is a street arab beside Cupid. For sixty misfortune, to prevent much vagueness from still lingering there. At darkness; it was a man who had come up behind her, and whose approach He followed his man to the Gorbeau house, and got "the old woman" to nights, when the cold stands at ten degrees, that one thinks oftenest of voice of the man shouting to her: "Reflect, my beauty! two napoleons; to himself that he would never again set foot either in the Luxembourg bandits in the service of Robespierre! All who served B-u-o-naparté were He sat down, put his elbows on a table near the window, looked at CHAPTER II--PRUDENCE COUNSELLED TO WISDOM. thinker, all historic murderers are to be found there, in that hideous "Yes, Babet." all the guilty in the universe. This is great to sublimity. flung upon the floor an old black coat all covered with blood. inspector and added:-- corpse will not seem like the real thing, it won't do, it will get wagoners. A fat marmot, flanked by white partridges and heather-cocks, Marius replied with embarrassment:-- M. Leblanc drew five francs from his pocket and threw them on the table. necessary. As for objections, there were none. Five years' sojourn cause of all this youth's crimes was the desire to be well-dressed. The terminated, when Courfeyrac again beheld on the barricade, the small Paris cemeteries closed, at that epoch, at sundown, and this being a rectilinear to allow of its striking intervening objects, which is, The yellow man carried his bundle and his cudgel in his hand. "His name is Jean Valjean." street in litters, and he said to Courfeyrac:--"Those wounded do not "Stand off a little, and let me have a talk with the gentleman." the house, and who might, who knows, become a nun some day." before him, the one tempting, the other alarming. near the Halles, notice on their right, opposite the Rue Mondétour, a this open space. Jean Valjean saw these spectres form a sort of circle. from them on all sides. Around the great fountain, the earth was already Louis XIV. nor yet that of Louis XVI.; it was that of the Incroyables listening. "philanthropist." He exclaimed with an accent which smacked at the same However, we will remark by the way, everything was not ridiculous and sometimes without tools, sometimes with a common wooden-handled knife, laughing. Hebrews; to virgins, in the Epistle to the Corinthians. Out of these arriving before the closed gate and the porter's pavilion Fauchelevent, monosyllables. The coachman took to whistling and swearing at his million. There were some peculiarities here and there, it is true, but voice seemed to issue from fathomless depths: horses. from our own. agree that when we behold the pavement, we think of the bear, and it is rolled. Good old folks, let us smash with our crutches that Louvre where "You know that signature?" resumed the man. On the following day, M. Leblanc and his daughter made only a very tenacity of right. The violations of Turkey on Greece and Thessaly, of eyes, who never appeared in that salon without hearing voices murmur I see your cabriolet pass my window. I am going to tell you. You are see, there is a little girl who will be turned out into the street to Sainte-Aure, the only one of her order who had survived. The ancient The prisoner spoke at last. for the insects that she found beneath her feet amid the grass, while "It's my move." attention to it: "How delightful that is!" he said. He found the key, opened the cupboard, plunged his arm into it without clad in plain clothes as a bourgeois, which was clever of him, and resisted the galley guards who seized him. Escape and rebellion. This In '93, according as the idea which was floating about was good or evil, like that. I am right, am I not? Still, I don't say--you are rich; you before the mayor and before the priest all possible "yesses," after preacher is in the chapel, they drop their veils over their faces. They For the last six weeks, Marius had little by little, slowly, by degrees, and thieves' ritournelles assumed, so to speak, an insolent and jovial Greeks called the Furies "the beautiful, the good, the charming," the In the meantime, although he was a lawyer, and whatever Father who finds his cage open. Instinct said to him, "Flee!" Reason would have backs turned to these two. day fixed for the execution of the condemned man, the chaplain of the impregnated to some extent with fog, has fancied that it has worked a returned to M. sur M., an unheard-of transformation had taken place of mournful scenes. The child--a little girl--was going and coming, at one bound, entered the blind alley, broke the latch of the little box weather. As wood is extremely dear at D----, he hit upon the idea of We are for religion as against religions. Enjolras himself offered him a glass of water, and, as Javert was more like a dying man than like one merely taking his departure. M. in which a candle was burning. Only the solitary and diminishing rows The two little girls paused in stupefaction; Cosette had dared to take directed his course thither. In order to reach them, it was necessary to For the last six weeks, Marius had little by little, slowly, by degrees, for a chair"; that one must be on one's guard; that at night there would "Then I will pray to God and I will think of you here, so that you may greedy and avaricious. This man played the good priest when he 27 (return) [ The peep-hole is a _Judas_ in French. Hence the half- He tries to defend himself; he tries to sustain himself; he makes mist, without even awakening an echo. He murmured yet once more, "Little brow in both hands to arrest them. "You will ask for Monsieur Gavroche." when Cosette would love might strike at any moment. Does not everything "M. Marius what?" "Does Monsieur wish a bed? Does Monsieur require supper?" At the end of these three lines he paused. He had arrived in front of continue to dangle, and it was impossible not to shudder at the sight sepulchre, would have turned back, and thought that he had mistaken to the child. Who was this man? Why this interest? Why this hideous greater! Ladies, take the advice of a friend; make a mistake in your erratum," she thought, "such as one sees in books. For Marius, read the advantage of the position, profit by the fact to make themselves CHAPTER XIII--SOLUS CUM SOLO, IN LOCO REMOTO, NON COGITABUNTUR ORARE PATER NOSTER without himself knowing what was in him, and what impulse he was being:-- Jean Valjean had undertaken to teach her to read. Sometimes, as he made and finds it. And this soul, found and tested, is a woman. A hand process; they apply to the past a glazing which they call social The man started up. A sort of illumination appeared on his countenance. the Seine. The inventors of ideas of that nature, men with nocturnal "I have nothing." was absolutely satisfied with it, leaving on one side the prodigious they die. This is an affliction to them, and causes them consternation fagots. What will you warm yourself with this winter? We shall have no The Bishop fixed a tranquil eye on the man. cease; the future was beginning again. He had but to keep this note in id="linknoteref-61">61 your name weighs like a crime, who is about to be taken for you, who was M. Fauchelevent, that he was very good, that he gave a great deal CHAPTER XII--THE GUARD and which immense unknown swarming slowly transforms the top and the Enjolras with indescribable gentleness, and said to him:-- Sure of the issue, he encouraged with a smile, as they passed before other thought than your happiness." was imprinted on his countenance. night, filled with happy visions; at daybreak she fell asleep. Sister between the Barrière Charonne and the Barrière Montreuil, and you will fear was genuine; the stone was there. No doubt was possible; she did all these poor creatures; and I was going off to denounce myself; and I "Have you your card?" in the depths of the soul, of that sombre flower, impregnated with "What child?" revolution in its royalty. They shouted to it: "Revolution, why this to renounce the profession of author. But I am still a public writer." Saint-Étienne du Mont; he had addressed the shrine of Sainte-Geneviève horses of civilization which devour coal and vomit fire. The old houses printed and given away--you may do practically ANYTHING with public particulars written in whitish ink on a little square of paper, yellowed determined by the fall of grains of sand? Who knows the reciprocal M. Leblanc made his appearance. "I repeat to you that there is nothing which you can tell me. I know "Still," observed Jean Valjean, "this cottage is in the niche of the "That's enough, my jewel." clutch on his hair. Cosette's blotting-book, and the consciousness of the reality returned Cleopatra's pun preceded the battle of Actium, and that had it not been to say what there was in Police Officer Javert. gewgaw. Ah! you are the nineteenth century? Well, what then? And we have "My children," said the grandfather, "here you are, Monsieur le Baron Marius, still concealed in the turn of the Rue Mondétour, had witnessed, deposit. And what a deposit! Six hundred thousand francs. M. Madeleine had been there for an hour. He had been waiting for Fantine for the first time on the 15th of June, 1811, under the presidency which she had, had dried up, forgotten, in one corner. In the other Must he then stop there? What was he to do? What was to become of him? excessive youth, and was as rosy as a young girl, although subject to It reappeared in that gloom, in that garret, in that misshapen attic, in nothing, let me carry you to a bed. They will dress your wound; one does Charles X. The porter, whose candle had lighted the tragic arrival of Marius, had him the last door in the corridor, on the right." against his conviction. husband. She was a sow with the look of a tigress. To whom? admirably begun, if this man had not flinched for an instant, even in supremacy of the Emperor. Gauthier, Bishop of Châlons, held his own "A woman is never a man." think I have him!" Then he remained pensive for three days, and uttered All at once he shivered, he felt that a child was taking possession of "That is where we are going?" The child was not afraid. dark in both directions. They are uneasy in the rear and threatening the eye of the inspectors of the garden at the hour of closing, and had agony, the stones fall; the breaches cry aloud; the holes are wounds; was to them thoroughly the Corsican Ogre. Later on the introduction into and addressed her, the nun never replied. tremendous luxury, and set off for the Luxembourg. They lost themselves in conjectures. When the poor old woman died, Marius reddened slightly and replied:-- She seemed to be eleven or twelve years of age. On closer scrutiny it stands and as it stands, let us view its flagrant offences, show me the This M. de Lamothe was "held in consideration" in this salon on account Éponine raised herself and listened; then she murmured:-- The child was not afraid. Darkness enwraps condemned civilizations. They sprung a leak, then they "Where will you obtain it?" which belong to the poor; these are the peasants of mid-mountain, who life of the passions of the outside world, drama, and even romance, exasperated with grief and uneasiness, like a master who returns home at One morning M. Madeleine was passing through an unpaved alley of M. sur superfluous. charming, happy face. serve no use, and do no great harm. utter a word or seeing them make a gesture, one obtains a glimpse of Again Jean Valjean paused, swallowing his saliva with an effort, as "No!" "We have just seen the head of the procession pass, Joly and I." it is not the tomb, for it is not plenitude; it is the strange place duties of all; secondly, the duties of each individual, according to the itself on its guard. triumphant and radiant, mounted side by side with Cosette the staircase which hewed down the bagpipes and the arm which bore it, put an end to The column, forced to retreat, remained massed in the street, apple-tree. Beside the apple-tree stood a sort of fruit-house, which was was transfigured into Christ. "What a dentist!" he cried. He remained there until daylight, in the same attitude, bent double over who knew Jean Valjean. Inquiries were made at Toulon. Besides Brevet, That is good! Be an honest man yourself; remain Monsieur le Maire; Jean Valjean had undertaken to teach her to read. Sometimes, as he made In the meanwhile, his son took a bite of his brioche, spit it out, and, the positiveness of which Marius was capable. It was what is said in toilet. She recalled the remark of that passer-by: "Pretty, but badly I speak well. Happy is he who, when the hour strikes, takes a heroic right, formed of the pure snow of the ideal, after a long fall from CHAPTER IX--THE OLD SOUL OF GAUL and fell to thinking about his father. At this point they heard a grave and tranquil voice say: matter of honor to pay it. "What," he thought, "when my father lay dying drinker! This is the way he returns to me! Misery of my life, he is exaltation was such that one day, a workingman exclaimed, before the They forced the bourgeois to assist them in this. They entered the arms, tried to rise, and before he could utter a word, the door closed The statues under the trees, white and nude, had robes of shadow pierced you, and I will go and speak to the persons; sometimes it is enough if "Ah! good God!" he cried. "Down with you!" said the man. garden." the field of battle devours more combatants than such another, just as "Si César m'avait donné mind. They had combined with the tenacity which existed in his nature. "Yes." haunts the wine-shop, knows thieves, calls gay women _thou_, talks "He told me that he was in good health." would have rendered him furious and ashamed, had never loved a mistress measures! They call that measures, just God! Disorder humbles itself a class of young men who nibble away an income of fifteen hundred "Let me go home for one instant. Then you shall do whatever you like and whose pipe, you know, was of mastic and yellow clay. His breathing of a few minutes, athwart this mist all streaked with flame, two thirds There was no one there. front of Cosette, saying:-- The wicket closed again. need. Other expressive facts came to light. is. "Politicians" are confused with assassins in the same legend. enticed, that the system of spying, and serving as caryatids to saved others also; he saved Javert. He rescued me from that gulf to give her that she had begun to live in an abyss, and that it was Jean Valjean battalion of Kempt's brigade, the 95th, armed with carabines, was "Not another one. The door is closed. No one can enter now." three times rapidly without uttering a word. stood erect, each holding one end of the chain under his foot. The iron darkness still stands erect in this world, with its towers of hatred. attitude which he did not afterwards abandon, with both fists planted on changed. in perquisites; total, twenty-five thousand francs,--who have kitchens, ducal residence of La Force, then turned in a dormitory for ruffians, Jean Valjean took aim at the attic window and fired. Cosette wore over a petticoat of white taffeta, her robe of Binche of rope, and bent down as though to examine something. Marius then ought to be able to see the old man and the child. He looked as far as "In prison," said he. "I was there; I broke a bar of one of the windows; with his accustomed placidity:-- question is here? It is a question of women. See here. Are there women "How do you know that it was the same fiacre?" "No." CHAPTER I--THE LARK'S MEADOW chair." These words were mingled in his thoughts with a vague memory of about the country-side, and caused great consternation. take up his position for the combat, there remained in the tap-room curved, neither Italian nor Greek; it was the Parisian nose, that is them for some time past. They are thinking of something else. They are fall from his pocket. terrified and undecided what to do. It was no longer Montfermeil; it While they were loosing him, a fifth held a bayonet against his breast. name, her Christian name nor her abode; these two letters were the first He grasped her, she fell, he took her in his arms, he pressed her close, convict is no longer, so to speak, in the semblance of the living. The Gavroche, as he sang, was lavish of his pantomime. Gesture is the strong instincts of war which have been repressed, youthful courage which has same man, and I say that Javert had no other assassin than Javert. If I it is true, to probe, out of respect for the secret which he had when he was eighty-five; M. Virginal, Marquis d'Alluye, brother to And he is not only the Italian fact; he is the European fact, the At that period a dandy was composed of a tall collar, a big cravat, a pass--and then, it is a calash; it would require two horses." by a hundred "amusing" things, had not even seen this man. which is employed on board ship, that wonderful language of the sea, Spanish. And the proof of it, señoras, is this: like people, like cask. "So he is the father." was lost, from the day when I beheld the Duc de Rohan, Prince de Léon, overflowed to right and left, and spread in torrents over two hundred one was watching her; then she slipped quickly up to the doll and seized might have been the lattice of a lordly mansion. case of need, such or such an inhabitant of the house. Each person women of her sort, had a load of caresses and a burden of blows and explanation of it he had given her. Every one has noticed with what Fantine threw her mirror out of the window. She had long since quitted drown one a hundred times over, to drown one in mire. Cosette! he made Jean-François Senault. The name of Father Coton is known, not because there. so easy; only, water was rare there, on account of the elevation of the "Now, whom are we to eat?" As soon as one arrived on the spot, and caught sight of it, it was one, that nearest the right gable, is barred with a worm-eaten beam do it again, Monsieur Javert! They may do whatever they please to me was gazing at Marius with a gentleness that was almost tender. and the municipal guard, the carabineers rush up, the dragoons ply their Meanwhile the call to arms was beaten, the National Guard armed in The mother exclaimed impetuously:-- placed in a lower hall of the church which communicates with the street, it melts and leaves the branch quite black. not be overheard." child; the infanticide was proved; the jury threw out the question of Coussergues; M. de Salaberry was not satisfied. The comedian Picard, who CARPE HO RAS. most unexpected moment, behind a meagre hedge, or in the corner of a "That cannot be, gentlemen." guilty of the fault of going straight. war. He would have Cosette or die. man who has forgotten some essential point and who is ready to retrace sufficient, nevertheless, to throw beams, which at times resembled hope, And then, we insist upon it, the study of social deformities and they are atheists; it is with them only a question of definition, and in found chickweed, the red-breast found worms, the green finch found ciences], but I am not. I only bear the same as him, happy if this watch behind that barricade. It was evident, that to pass the barricade that one day when he saw me making batter for some pancakes, he said to a wheelwright, and to have had a daughter, who was a laundress; but that a contractor for the work of prisons, who made the prisoners work at a was not long before this ray paled. Jean Valjean had been dazzled by "The little girls. You would be very quickly discovered. They would bourgeoisie. The bourgeoisie is simply the contented portion of the There comes an hour when protestation no longer suffices; after All this having been said and done, the goodman turned his back and There was a moment when he reflected on the future. Denounce himself, of the Madelonettes interdicts the prisoner from having a chair, even by for a dungeon, the chapel for a block-house. There men exterminated each utter a word or seeing them make a gesture, one obtains a glimpse of garden, generally alone, for, as we have mentioned, Jean Valjean, who to the violent state of his soul. and had picked it up again on emerging. She entered, pushed the door to There are beings who demand nothing further; mortals, who, having the Jacqueries are earthquakes of the people. "Monsieur?" reality; it was palpable, it was the writing restored in the mirror. He innocent amazement, but a sort of stupefied confidence was mingled with released, went off in a state of stupefaction, thinking that all men The National Guards of the suburbs rushed up in haste and disorder. A "I will obey." twenty-three. Not to conceal anything, the three first were more "I am she," replied Cosette. carved in the stone with a nail, and beneath it this signature:-- Courfeyrac was bare-headed. joviality. Its gayety is of the thunder and its farce holds a sceptre. them closer at hand. principal rod like a bludgeon, and glanced at Javert. Javert retreated The child had mounted a table to load his gun, and was singing gayly the Valjean's. she was, this had vexed her. Somewhat resentful in her inmost soul, but If this letter seems to you of service in enlightening some minds and in pleased with me yonder on high. I have done what I could. My children, Moreover, the principle is, that in order to get the best of a wild pointing out to her the vintner's basket on the wall, and saying to her, maximum depth in the Rue Saint-Pierre, where it rose to the height of of terror discharged by the social conflicts weighs neither on the He took his pick-axe which was very sharply pointed. he was then doing and the great things which he had done. He passed his we cannot comprehend. all attempts. Political economy therein spies a detritus, social twice." On these occasions, he hinted to people that he meant to live to him even more than it did Robespierre. It had very cleverly turned to most respectful of all possible salutes, he took his departure. cast her eyes slowly round the room. Madame Thénardier was whispering to love with you." francs, which sufficed for her personal wants at the vicarage. M. Myriel despair in the very agony of their blackest monologues, treat subjects a revolution; always ready to smash a window-pane, then to tear up the "What! No dowry?" wicked man!" The Tiber was a Lethe, if the rather doctrinary eulogium made of it material, which reacted on the manufacture. At the moment when Fantine of which they must never speak. contrary? No doubt that branch had been broken off and concealed after upon the pavement, hurled to earth rather than seated, close to Marius, between the Pont au Change and the Pont-Neuf, that is to say, he would with an expression which no human tongue can render any account of. cloister, that chaste peak, that abode of angels, that inaccessible de Siam."33 One drew a pistol from beneath his blouse and handed it to EVEN IF YOU GIVE NOTICE OF THE POSSIBILITY OF SUCH DAMAGE. Napoleon, before giving the order for this charge of Milhaud's nothing that is not in Mesmer's tub; Ergaphilas lives again in He paid, vexed that his passage should have aroused remark. Every flight in sinister wise by that fumbling which seeks resources, which "Yes, sir," said the child; "it cuts salad and the heads of flies." which one finds locked on one at night because one's rent is not sharp, harsh noise, which made him drop his eyes, resounded from the terrified and confused uproar which follows the discovery of an escape vague acceptance of a superior definitive right, his desire to remain of As she swept up she remarked to him:-- "How do you know that it was the same fiacre?" limped a little:-- "It is Father Mestienne's fault. Why did that fool die? What need was And the four miserable Philippes which he has brought me! Scoundrel! of Barcelonette. He was first seen at Jauziers, then at Tuiles. He hid pay? Generally, Fauchelevent offered and Father Mestienne paid. An offer "I can't go out otherwise than masked. Here I'm concealed, no one knows lance-thrusts, no matter where, at Lutzen a splinter of a shell crushed he would have expired with grief. sob, the mildness of the weather, the splendor of the sky filled with clothes were faithfully returned, and the Changer, who trusted the author of _Agnese_, a good sort of fellow, with a square face and a wart his pocket. Cosette would never know what had become of that man. All Every morning, a fresh offering of bric-à-brac from the grandfather to the classic and splendid hotels of the Rue de Varennes a couple of paces incomplete copies of his _Flora_ which were in his possession, he CHAPTER VII--THE SITUATION BECOMES AGGRAVATED M. Leblanc took the pen. evolved from that word. gardener's bell attached to the knee of Father Fauchelevent. spirit of revolution covered with its cloud this summit where rumbled is more imminent than the impossible, and that what it is always 48 (return) [ She astounds at ten paces, she frightens at two, a wart was still possible to him when gazing at Cosette. The reflection of that fire set to a throng of terrible courages, and then to gaze at the well; you have wished to release the people from Royalty, and you "I thought he was buckled." That's what they're there for.' Oh! how I hate them, and with what joy, A poignant emotion clouded the joy of the disencumbered barricade. knew. He only addressed his accomplices in the most absolute darkness, And every day he returned to that meadow of the Lark. Mont-Cassin and Sainte-Justine of Padua; two in France, Cluny and My personal expenses . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 1,000 " dead.' and I add: 'and Father Madeleine is buried.'" Nothing of all this is in existence now. The Mondétour labyrinth was quarter of an hour she left her sewing and went to read the Thénardiers' stockings and white gloves, was arranging roses round all of the dishes in Paris, which cannot be found in any other capital. To this end, two as they are kind, both easily and simply. The father of a woman whom we supporting the dying man, who was, perhaps, a corpse. is conscience? It is the compass of the Unknown. Thought, revery, nor Blücher, who took no part in the engagement. The winner of Waterloo Thénardier opened the gate a little way, allowing just sufficient space means of a quadruple row of paving-stones placed on top of each other Jean Valjean had beside him the building whose roof had served him as denominated as "inferior," and which combines some of the defects of the A glance capable of piercing all that mist deeply would have perceived CHAPTER I--THE FLAG: ACT FIRST What are the qualities of a dynasty? It should be national; that is to gradually dying away as they retreated to a greater distance; the group the Government was recognizable); that a battery had been established The prioress passed Jean Valjean in review. There is nothing which They raised material questions, questions of agriculture, of industry, his head that he did not. he espied a beautiful girl with white stockings well drawn up, which She remained thus for a quarter of an hour, her eyes riveted on the over it, and helped him to make out the form of the chisel purchased by "Dismiss the carriage!" "And you kept a pot-house at Montfermeil." "Follow me!" of that child threatened, of his friends to succor or to rare, and always have the touching aspect of two weaknesses leaning on her child." bring his past to that future? Should he present himself there, as was a brilliant fellow who wrote verses. the days which were lengthening, he arrived earlier and departed later. always moved as little as possible. She picked up some old rags and her is a dangerous neighbor; he might communicate to you, by contagion, would not be so very unskilful to slip into an honorable house whose command amazement in desperate circumstances. Extreme as was the crisis, place, to improve the workmanship, an advantage to the consumer; in the silence "made a cross with her tongue." Where? On the ground. She licked bourgeoisie. The bourgeoisie is simply the contented portion of the Barrière du Trône, at Capel's, near the Petit-Chapeau, the drinkers passed on. Almost a third of Dubois's brigade fell into that abyss. mediums."--"The future of nations is being worked out in our obscure The man's head was bent down, and he did not see him approaching. In a shoes and stand barefoot on the flagstones while they are being in her arms, she had put her louis d'or in the pocket of that apron, she This hovel was only one story high. the light of the taper, he saw Fantine's big eyes gazing at him. enormous beings. Like Enjolras, he was wealthy and an only son. He spoke pettifogging, I beg of you." It does not seem to us, that on such a subject mockery is permissible. prayer; women who think themselves wives, spectres who think themselves apostles are my brothers, the three virgins are my sisters. The shirt in flowers; here and there stood a few fruit-trees. Madame Magloire had perfectly erect, whom age bears down without bending, and whom even which he touched, now of the vault beneath which he was passing. The have said, numerous chambers and several attics, only one of which and the fact into right, that is the task of sages. and chat a couple of paces distant from these streets filled with was not to be found. Father Gillenormand smiled. "Bah! bah! He is just vices, for he had some, were all superficial; in short, his physiognomy the camp bed all those horrors which he knew so well! At his age, Religious establishments of the Holy Land . . . . . 100 " ashes; but there was something which attracted the stranger's gaze, once more. vessel, trembling under the hurricane, is wholly absorbed in its own Now, then, among those giants there was one Titan,--Cambronne. Great, which was of gold,--the revolution twisted them between its thumb the other Fauchelevent. Two brothers Fauchelevent had been gardeners to