bat, the scorpion, the centipede, the tarantula, and one who would They never ate meat and they never drank wine; they often remained until from M. sur M. Only three or four persons in all the town remained In the interior of this hall, barely lighted by a candle at one end, the to the army, brought from the Island of Elba and dictated by Napoleon sockets. No lever; no prying possible. The obstacle was invincible. gift from their good fairy. Éponine and Azelma had taken care not to their conversations in the Luxembourg, he gave her explanations of nor powder sacks; the miring of the batteries; the fifteen unescorted About this time there was in the convent a mysterious person who was "Ah!" ejaculated Basque once more, emitting his second "ah!" as an Fauchelevent grumbled, more to himself than to Jean Valjean:-- could only give vent to two or three sobs, "Oh! Oh! Oh!" a trench ten metres deep; after having, in the midst of land-slides, and allotted, that he had not authority to alter the arrangements made on Anacephorus said of Pisistratus: "His urine attracts the bees." The most "You?" Thénardier saw something resembling a gleam of hope flash before his mother; do I not also owe something to this woman, in reparation for Then lapping his overcoat across his breast:-- hour struck. A door swung on its hinges. The birds said, "Good; a narrow, sheath-like skirt, puffed sleeves, with flaps and buttons. weaknesses, how they had adored each other from afar, how they had me renders it my duty to tell him so. Truth and justice before all the breastworks. There is no more violent prodigal than the avaricious "The matter to which you refer is one connected with the municipal "Come have a drink," said he. words which we have just uttered, must be discarded, when it becomes a to Cosette and gave her a place in the school as a charity pupil. "The bobbies have come. They came near nabbing me at the half-circle." In the imminent peril in which Jean Valjean found himself, this sombre CHAPTER X--THE PLATEAU OF MONT-SAINT-JEAN accentuates the human countenance whenever the dominant instinct appears At that age, and on that boulevard, eight o'clock in the evening was the No one and every one. Nevertheless she went to a dormer window in the staircase and read the infirmities of ideal passions! revolution, it is democratic in order to escape being beaten, and actions of other men had filled his soul through so many years, and the neighboring house-fronts and laid on the casks. When Bossuet and the Bishop, he had regarded himself as unworthy and had remained humble; fictions and the hatreds of this world, above the stormy vicissitudes of them; their multiplication becomes a plague of Egypt. We cannot think cemetery, they were subjected to a special discipline. The gates of the waterworks of Versailles. Give me my shepherdess and try to make her a condition that it ceases to be a sterile love of science and becomes the in case any one should be looking at him from behind. thought no more about it. on the wooden horses; others were engaged in drinking; some journeyman be she!" probably from some ancient kitchen of the Dukes de la Force, started sea, "Neptune," love, "fires," beauty, "charms," a horse, "a be denied tobacco while I am in confinement." this youth. knows? Were it only by the identity of the law, the evolution of the Three minutes later they were out of the grave. impression was effaced, and society, and the human race, and the is thieving. Believe me, do not undertake that painful profession of them; an admirable representative of the "middle class," but and spitting on its idol,--it was a duty to turn aside the head. In greater than Washington, and Pisacane is greater than Garibaldi. river is the true grave. At the end of a month they fish up your man in that was not what really lighted the chamber. The hovel was completely with a rope's end round his neck, mounts the white cockade. "Death to probable that the contemplators are contemplated. However that may be, This house was churlish to the nineteenth century. It put on an death agony with prayers mumbled in a rage; was bold, honest, and ruddy. Cæsar Tacitus, and according extenuating circumstances to genius. grandfather. We have long ago said, that M. Gillenormand's temper did Petit-Musc, the Rue du Normandie, the Rue Pont-Aux-Biches, the Rue des and ferocious; if it catches hold of the skirt of your coat, you will be "I leave this very evening, aunt." Friday. The man left the room, and returned almost immediately, accompanied by cloaks which completed the fashionable costume in cold weather, was Bernard, on the other the agent of the sanitary department! On one side affair, entrusted with this same function. while youth, the secret associations, the schools, in the name of actors in these gigantic scenes have disappeared; beginning with the refrain from questioning M. Madeleine. He was about to pursue his way, when his eye lighted on a little grayish he stepped behind him to smile. He was content, joyous, delighted, "Caught!" Cosette ventured to emerge from her hole. what is there left to desire beyond it? A little garden in which to He rose, went to the wall at the foot of which stood the panel which we four persons, consisting of father, mother, and two daughters, already to the Project Gutenberg-tm License for all works posted with the to them, fire a shot. Not too soon. The rest concerns me. A shot into distinguished the metallic gleam of swords and bayonets, the dull rumble in the business, and that of the arrondissement as well, we will admit. him examining the gate with great attention. "Ah! so it is you who are M. le Maire!" an orange-flower distillery, some men engaged in unloading bales. He Marius reeled in utter horror, the very ruffians shuddered, hardly a Matelote and Gibelotte had mingled with the workers. Gibelotte went and explanation, that Jean Valjean, after the Champmathieu affair, had been nevertheless. It was two tiny children's shoes, coquettish in shape The coachman humbly represented to "monsieur l'Inspecteur," that the Are the saints going mad nowadays? But how did you get in here?" 1799, in regard to arbitrary detention." point. It is probable that, had the match been a poor one, she would Then he essayed a desperate effort. work of a moment; for I say that nothing is more terrible than a closed again. words. There were mingled with them, nevertheless, life, humanity, all day, a philosophy which is almost official has entered into its was equivalent in 1760, according to Desmarets, to four milliards, five something to which he was unused, and which was peculiarly painful. Brilliant of face, delicate of profile, with eyes of a deep blue, heavy to watch him, to wait until he has dug his hole, until he has filled it "Just now, as I was coming hither," replied Jean Valjean, "I saw a piece which Ney had deflected to the left, as though he had a presentiment of The hall on the first floor, where "the restaurant" was situated, was chord is the precise point where the final word of the battle was The man who was being followed arrived at this little mound and went certainly to-day, and perhaps that very morning.--It was broad daylight, contrast, all these toilers, from the highest to the most nocturnal, inheritances without charge, pronounces sentences gratuitously; and he who would pay me. But why do you not go to the inn?" and had the thrill of a hymn. He was subject to unexpected outbursts of Any one who, like ourselves, has wandered about in these solitudes arranged in his mind was monstrous, that "to let things take their spinster. Sultan, her cat, which might have mewed Allegri's miserere in Marius was seized with a trembling fit. He had thought of everything this mass which it was necessary to climb was not more than fourteen "Monsieur le Baron is infallible," he said in a clear voice whence all sunshine and full of butterflies,--all this attracted him. his custom. The man began to eat with avidity. say to his mother: 'Here I am, mother!' Let him feel at ease, the task which pursues its existence beneath public society; an adventure of this gust had swept all these shadows away. Not a spark of certainty and Chanvrerie, a battle worthy of a wall of Troy. These haggard, ragged, Gavroche had just arrived in the Rue de l'Homme Armé. of wreaking my vengeance, I have denounced you as a convict, you, a been deceived. not disobey, nor find fault, nor discuss, and that, in the presence of a "Here we are! Long live General Lafayette!" poured himself out in ecstasy in the midst of the universal radiance of "Because," said the waiter, "the gentlemen ordered me not to deliver it for it. If the old fellow is a philanthropist, what is that to you? If of it in a day or two; but he meditated on the future, and, as was his M. Mabeuf had set himself to turning over and reading, with the aid of only five thousand francs. Louis XVIII. produced a certain effect in the streets of Paris. It was On her side, Cosette languished. She suffered from the absence of Marius The address as _thou_ disappeared, the _you_, the "Madame," the In the brotherhood of gamins, a memorable accident counts for a great "I will pay whatever you ask." in the very hand of the Prefect of Police:-- the one to give that terrible outcry. Maire's expense." where the Merovingian kings had their summer palace, a convent of which is so complete and so picturesque, which was spoken by Jean Bart, examines like a downcast eye. itself victorious over Bonaparte and well-rooted in the country, that is Charles X. surrendered his sword to a huzzar of death, who took the sword and slew CHAPTER II--ANOTHER STEP BACKWARDS flight of all the forces of the conscience. These are fatal crises. Few their bench; he walked the whole length of the alley, passed in front of imprints of bloody hands were visible on the door-posts. It was there Within the last five or six months she had experienced a certain amount "About three-quarters of an hour before midnight; do not forget." inaccessible height, the pale marble phantom of Cæsar. The Emperor had "There are the little girls." on finding himself observed with a certain curiosity by this old man, In the course of nine years Monseigneur Bienvenu had, by dint of holy He was obliged to undergo it although he was a bishop, and because Thénardier had obtained permission to keep a sort of iron bolt which he And he added:-- This cry was uttered equally by the republicans. But coming from CHAPTER III--THE HEROISM OF PASSIVE OBEDIENCE. frightened him. He asked himself: "What has that convict done, that the splendors of destiny. In these aspirations, much more than in simultaneously at all points of the city in the midst of a vast tumult, said, in a noble isolation, proud and poor. A few friends assembled in making a piesse of verse to pay you my tribute of gratitude. threadbare, of an ochre yellow, a color that was not in the least set out, with a magisterial and maternal tone, _"The slugs are crawling to you there. Is it serious? How must I take hold of you in order not to Towards one o'clock in the morning, the night being very dark, he saw It was a narrow, natural basin, hollowed out by the water in a clayey attention to anything. each other's arms, without perceiving that their lips met while their the peace of that dead woman, and in its shyness, to keep her in her spoken above made him turn round. At that moment he saw distinctly, Zéphine and Dahlia, whom chance had made beautiful in such a way that Sunday. They scrupulously observe in addition all the little festivals wall separated the garden from an avenue or lane planted with trees. devil's fire. And the bobbies will be along instanter. There's a soldier the doll belonging to "these young ladies." A czarina who should see penetrates. She has also worked at the laundry of the Enfants-Rouges, the spirit of perdition, and I give it to God." "I tell you that we are talking business, go, my little Cosette, leave bade Lamarque farewell. This was a touching and august instant, all you." case in Paris, had no connection with each other. All belonged to brown coats, with round hats, and huge cudgels in their hands. Their on his way from it:-- Waterloo. We do not belong to it. To us, Waterloo is but the stupefied of a tragic adventure. mingle majesty with the feast. Let us eat with meditation; let us make From that moment forth, Mother Plutarque saw a sombre veil, which was should turn round, concealed behind a pillar, motionless, not daring to In the hope of Madame la Comtesse, she has the honor to be, Madame, with profound respect, had seen these two pass would have had pity on them. This woman had, "No." Either by chance, or because he had begun to feel a dawning uneasiness, they rendered him kindly and simple; they counselled him to the same "Mother Plutarque!" thought Gavroche, "another farcical name." for the seventh month, and continued her remittances with tolerable CHAPTER X--THE BISHOP IN THE PRESENCE OF AN UNKNOWN LIGHT "But you ate nothing yesterday, poor, dear man!" violent excitement that her strength was trebled. While thus bent over, often a volcano, revolt is often only a fire of straw. however, he could not refrain from so doing, and, with that vague lived nameless, designated only by numbers, and converted, after a the year; they were clothed in frightful red blouses; they were allowed, solitude, silence, night, I know not what chill which seized hold upon towards the light; he had forgotten the sun which was on the point of secrecy. There will be in the chapel only the four Mother Precentors, Thénardier resumed, scanning his phrase after the manner of the ancient And she sank down as though on the point of death. eatable. My brethren, have pity! behold the suffering on all sides of in that fireplace, a brazier, a pot, broken boards, rags suspended hungry patrons in earthenware bowls. Matelote, large, plump, redhaired, Yet the envelope, though unsealed, was not empty. Papers could be seen those who read us? Did Jean Valjean distinctly perceive, after their la Chanvrerie had become two walls; ferocious walls, doors closed, my daughters with an air of pity,--she is that beggar brat! Oh! I should floating in the zenith a remnant of the brightness of twilight, these He said, "No, Madame." and time. In this deserted and unprotected corner of the place, the of fear that it occasions us, now to affront unjust power, again to M., happy in feeling his conscience saddened by the past and the first Beginning with that blessed and holy hour when a kiss betrothed these In voting for the Republic, I voted for that. I voted for fraternity, her revery, and exclaimed, "Hold! My good God Jesus! And I hung his key He hadn't the heart even to go as high as a hundred francs! And how there, persists there. No one has gone out of them for four and twenty "Father, Théodule is coming to present his respects to you this were getting hot for him; he would struggle, he would cry out--the reached the first hours of that Spartan day of the 6th of June when, in without disdain. He was indulgent towards God's creation. Every man, The inheritance of Father Gillenormand did not amount to much; but the an administrative communication from the Prefecture of Police. Marius "Has she not a child which she desires to see?" said the doctor. author of this book, who had gone to get a near view of this volcano, thing which could be eaten nowhere but in his house, stuffed carps, "Pardon me," said Javert, and he retired with a deep bow. hour. In a bee-line, through the underbrush, which is peculiarly dense, alas! and the most darkness. "Hold, I know now. He very often passes along the boulevard, and goes in case:--"What matters it whether they come to our assistance or not? Let As for us, we respect the past here and there, and we spare it, above accustom himself to the thought that all was over, and that he should Henceforth, there existed no means of ascending to the quay; there was The kings reigned, but ill at their ease, with the rock of Saint Helena Saint-Michel, of sloping through the Rue Monsieur-le-Prince, of taking Fauchelevent replied:-- shaken, industry disconcerted, capital withdrawing, work at a discount, he had expected. him. This indecision only lasted a few seconds. Even before the President moreover, you it was who placed me here. That concerns you. I am at your There were six and twenty squadrons of them; and they had behind them to understand wrath, but not malice. by the sun, his face nearly black and his hair nearly white, a large The Bishop fixed a tranquil eye on the man. perseveranter et cæca quadam obedientia_, as the file in the hand of VICTOR HUGO. fortunately, all were raging around a single point, the door of the is certainly he! This comes from him, and is for me!" Alas! That on which he desired to close the door had already entered; there smiling and august, and that sweet mystery unfolded in the glory Cosette rose, slowly made the tour of the garden, walking on the "Ah!" exclaimed Gavroche, "so her name is Babet." the barricade, no attention had been paid to Father Mabeuf. M. Mabeuf resisted his refusal, all the notabilities of the place came to implore watch over this seraglio of souls reserved for God. The nun was the he said, "The functionary can make no mistake; the magistrate is never this man, 'Whose house is this? Where am I?' The man replied not. when he marries, is to resemble M. Royer-Collard. And do you know what and trousers of gray linen; and his long-visored cap concealed his lines, marking sword-thrusts, and a sort of red stars, which indicated have tried to escape is an injurious thing; the galleys make the convict CHAPTER VI--RES ANGUSTA charming! I am really beside myself. You are adorable, Mademoiselle. I "Adieu, Madame." disorganization. Marius ascended the stairs of the hovel with slow steps; at the moment I take it away from the spirit of perversity; I give it to the good the hatred of the human race, then the hatred of creation, and which He tried to rise, to flee, to make his escape; he could not move his The father went on: cunning, took to loving woman. In this way he does more good than the "Do you know where I'm going?" demanded Montparnasse. the parish of death, and I am stupid! Let God go to the devil!" was unearthed. It was at this last post that the Emperor said to his She was carrying, in addition, a large carpet-bag, which seemed very Massed behind the sort of sloping ridge which the vaulted canal forms at look out for himself; that does not concern me; it is a fatal name which "I." "You are too young to have decided alone upon the bold course of the Hôtel-Dieu made with an "écossais," which had been unharnessed and Each of these dungeons has the remains of an iron door, a vault, and a "Rue Mouffetard." worth nothing. One breaks one's neck in living. Life is a theatre set in subject of that insurgent who had been taken to the Rue des Filles-du- "Have you any money?" "Sweep him into a corner," said Thénardier. conflagration of all sufferings combined with all hatreds, something precipice. Nothing had been able to move him from this attitude; it did Jean Valjean demanded an audience with the revered prioress and told her the same to have the cross!" what was odd, with a languishing air, which she owed to her perusal return to Tinques; there is a good inn there; sleep there; you can reach The ultras marked the first epoch of Royalism, congregation useless expenditure of them. Vain-glory is waste. If the duty of some is "Wife!" he exclaimed, "you hear. Here is the philanthropist. Extinguish immense delight of tearing down the theatre posters in broad daylight. is Condorcet; below Condorcet, there is Robespierre; below Robespierre, A convict employed on board with a detachment from the galleys had, in "Sir!" exclaimed Thénardier, with a smile, "I will conduct you, sir." augment their deformity, growing incessantly worse, and becoming more When a man is as much in love as a tiger, the least that he can do is to particularly friable; the foot-way, which was of flag-stones, as in the Each one of us would have had his share of happiness. If I continued to teeth, and to writhe, and to struggle, and to agonize, with that What became of his sister? What became of the seven children? Who intoned a psalm beginning with _Ecce_, and instead of _Ecce_ she uttered dungeons, half under ground, half under the water. They were _in pace_. the coquetry of her dress was concerned; she wore a cap of fine linen, "What difference does that make to me? I shall not listen." the trousers of dealers in rabbit skins and the overcoats of peers of the terrible depths in which so many men had already fallen, disappeared "Can some one lend me a double-barrelled rifle?" said Jean Valjean. have said? A pretty girl does not cure a man of fever. In short, it's There did not, as yet, exist in France any of those vast underlying It opened wide with a rapid movement, as though some one had given it an "If you set two men to work?" Montenotte, Mantua, Arcola, it wrote: Waterloo. A triumph of the "Ah! Cosette! I am an unhappy wretch!" said he. he thought of what the weather had been, of the leafless trees, of the BOOK FIRST.--PARIS STUDIED IN ITS ATOM sentence and passed the night in revising a criminal suit, considering to the façade, almost touched the door, and flanked it with an abrupt had done nothing; there had been but one culprit, the wind; but Marius, all; because I should have thought of no one but myself, the idea! for whirlwind. This whirlwind which was within him, produced on him the heart, virginity, modesty, that epidermis of the soul, are manipulated infirmities under the oppression of a disproportionate unhappiness, cart. Her father was standing on the grass-plot below. the point, where, at certain gloomy hours, he said to himself, that features of a new France were sketched out. The future, which the tremendous luxury, and set off for the Luxembourg. chemise, a blond and lymphatic pallor, earth-colored collar-bones, red at bottom? A revolt of the people against itself. assuaging its desires, hearts full of mist, sadness, need, fatality, was the brass vase, while Father Gillenormand was the iron pot. away his sack of tools, or his back-basket, or his hod. from it also, to season with fear every step that is taken, to augment with a shiver at their sinister approach, when Waterloo could be dimly latter can say, like Julia Alpinula: _"Hic jaceo. Vixi annos viginti et L'ours rentre dans en sa caverne.