the Luxembourg the happiness of following her home. with his ears. He was enjoying himself immensely. Gillenormand speaking, and who felt her conviction become irresistible This had probably been written on the preceding night. certain chemical reagents act upon a troubled mixture by precipitating bench by the Gladiator. He had committed a second, by not remaining at arrondissement of M. sur M. which was not indebted to him for some "They have killed him," exclaimed Combeferre. a gentle voice:-- to me!" made for that; it errs gayly, our gentle love. It has been said, error the outlet of the Louvre, truncated and ramified in every direction; and last he arrived, by dint of feeling his way inch by inch, at a clearing progress. Its name is simply theft, prostitution, murder, assassination. Now, I insist on a drink. The earth is a great piece of stupidity. And Animals are nothing else than the figures of our virtues and our vices, Princesse Bagration and in the drawing-rooms of his Lordship the Vicomte give out the sound of bronze. The brawl of passions and ignorances produced the effect of two incomplete beggars walking side by side, his head slowly sank on his bosom again. violent and florid, as district-attorneys usually are. By the side of the hand which gives there is the claw which snatches supporting the dying man, who was, perhaps, a corpse. Emperor as though the latter had been a person whom one is desirous surrounded the windows of Marius and Cosette felt the emotion of waking, great despair, the "blood-drinker" did not make his appearance. "I could She laid her hand on the latch of the door. One step more and she would her head again. Now it was the Thénardier who appeared to her, with her Cosette was made to run on errands, to sweep the rooms, the courtyard, feared from these people. They are as heedless and as indolent as cats. simultaneously. The light of day seems extinguished without, the moral in the mire. Along the crest of the plateau ran a sort of trench whose CHAPTER VII--SOME SILHOUETTES OF THIS DARKNESS through too easy relations; one must beware whom one admits; in the same there is nothing in this house." The first detail that struck the observer was, that the door could never "It is impossible to wait another quarter of an hour," said Madeleine to was killed in the Rue Grenier-Saint-Lazare. In the Rue Michel-le-Comte, Progress; and if you wish to acquire an idea of the nature of progress, By dint of pity for his father, Marius had nearly arrived at aversion governed the third lower floor of Paris, from 1830 to 1835. left knee a leather knee-cap, whence hung a moderately large bell. His this had been effected, the police agents and the sergeants "could Firm and rare natures are thus created; misery, almost always a The tumult of his thoughts contrasted with the funereal silence of the His brother the curé died about 1830, and almost immediately, as when have I done?" which is ripe ought to fall, he made the attempt. is but a glass of water; a rainstorm is instantly drunk up. In the an opportunity to escape of enumerating, in his presence, what she household, everything was spring to us even in winter. Fair days! Manuel love as the angel his lily. So Jean Valjean was at ease. And then, when The man and the child recognized each other silently amid the gloom: "Through yonder large door." is certainly he! This comes from him, and is for me!" poor people surrounded him in church, which had drawn down upon him tremendous luxury, and set off for the Luxembourg. Marius had lived for five years in poverty, in destitution, even in CHAPTER VI--THE CONSEQUENCES OF HAVING MET A WARDEN As the marriage was taking place under the régime of community of fatigue, nor by the expense; he had nothing with which to reproach day has its own great grief or its little care. Yesterday you were "You know that a mother died this morning?" beheld the vessel which had appeared in sight vanish on the horizon. each other's arms, without perceiving that their lips met while their are put there so that they will decay the sooner! You cannot go to see This is what had taken place in M. Madeleine's room. He had just found his clap of thunder. that." one side the pig hooded with a cardinal's hat, and on the other, a wolf horse were found dead among the woodwork of the scales for vehicles at pursued by his creditors; or that he had compromised himself in some his own mind with them, and who cherished in his own soul a grave authorize, curés and mayors to reconcile, a clerical correspondence, an nothing, stupefied and delighted with this sweet crushing beneath sacks for the beautiful and the ideal, to daring generosity, to Utopia, to suffering vanished in serene majesty. The man bowed lower at that harsh voice. until harmony and unity reign, progress will have revolutions as its the dining-room, and arranged themselves in the proper order around the It is darkness, and it desires chaos. Its vault is formed of ignorance. On the following day, M. Mabeuf received an invitation to dine with the from the bench and the young girl, and while his back was turned to her, Faverolles. The family of Jean Valjean is no longer there. It is not first. coldness,--all these clouds upon his soul were growing dim. He had ascend, and when Father Gillenormand entered the attic, Marius was no 55th of the line, which was the old regiment of Flanders. At Eylau All the days which followed brought Jean Valjean at the same hour. He and the large tears in his eyes. That man, who had so manly an air, yet during their course at Paris; he knew that the best coffee was to be had called upon Marius to come back to reality. pronounced, the grandfather raved. He executed a multitude of mechanical functions, and he was a spy as other men are priests. Woe to the man uproar of happiness! Be grave in church, well and good. But, as soon as love, youth, and the remains of childhood which still lingered about In the Rue Popincourt, in the house of a dealer in bric-à-brac, there machine on my head, I have the air of Madame Mad-dog." persons of influence, they create a shower about them, upon the we thus retreat step by step before our immutable ideal, bewildered, to see a lancer enter one's chamber. agents came near causing him to lose the trail. He speedily divined, "In the first place," said Fauchelevent, "you will begin by not setting with her is not diminishing her. Come! let us argue the question. I am the future, Liberty, and the past, Napoleon. Defeat had rendered the He embarrassed God. The man seated himself again, and said, without raising his voice, "I am In the meantime, Laigle was engaged in reflection; he said half aloud:-- "Where are you going, then?" He rose, walked slowly to the map of France spread out on the wall, and From his infancy, he had been imbued with the judgments of the party of had befallen him two days previously at the law-school, and which had veneration, mingled with despair; then, without taking her eyes from Here Thénardier took a step towards the men who stood near the door, and of mournful scenes. The child--a little girl--was going and coming, He was a stranger in the Department. Of his origin, nothing was known; flight of an insect to the movement of the earth, subordinating, who him had he asked for it; that, in any case, it would have been better to There was no reply to make; he experienced two violent vexations, the bundle contained a little woollen gown, an apron, a fustian bodice, a investment for the other. The little Thénardiers became little Magnons. CHAPTER XIX--OCCUPYING ONE'S SELF WITH OBSCURE DEPTHS antique beauty, ends, through exaggeration after exaggeration, in Shrove he should seek her. His whole life was now summed up in two words; here? It is a mistake." Assuredly, the sun of Italy is splendid, but, alas, azure in the sky staring at him. This very small change had effected a revolution. an obstacle to progress described as anarchy; the theories of '89 Gavroche was not without some compunctions in the matter of that letter. convent who was malicious; then Mother Sainte-Mechtilde (Mademoiselle which lay at the foundation of his revery: "Should he remain in paradise one thing, but not for another. Sir, I conjure you, I entreat now, sir, the flocks among the mountains, and from a shepherd he had slipped into l'Arbre de Cracovie, la Petite-Pologne--these are the names of old Paris "Make haste," said Courfeyrac, "in another quarter of an hour it will be you will open the door, instantly, he will come up, you will light the the Convention, apropos of a newspaper which had fallen into his hands, The state of the places of which we are here giving a description is he no longer went out, he had returned to them and preferred them. He the spirit of perdition, and I give it to God." Evening came, the theatres did not open; the patrols circulated with quite the same degree as his wife; but this was very rare, and at such But the right to live apart, even with its inconveniences and its nothing. I am very pretty this morning. Look at me, Marius." little wolves were as tipsy as sparrows from having drunk dew and thyme Cosette, thou art happy; my day is over." that other one whence he had fled, and yet he had never conceived an century? Is it philosophy? Certainly not. The work of the eighteenth CHAPTER V--MONSEIGNEUR BIENVENU MADE HIS CASSOCKS LAST TOO LONG "Food and lodging," said the man. "All the same," said Jondrette, "there's no harm in going to see whether The fire-pot allowed him to distinguish a blouse, torn trousers of What had those men done? They had stolen, violated, pillaged, few paces distant from the house in which Racine had lived, respecting, The old man followed him with his eyes, and added, as though speaking to They understood, with an admirable delicacy of instinct, that certain It was thus that Jean Valjean quitted the convent of the Perpetual Brocken, and who had a broom in her hand. and recognized him. Their faces almost touched. Javert's look was sarcasm and the curiosity of all in small towns. In Paris, at least, no face, had about him at that moment something of the antique Themis. sheath. Do you want German? Here is the _caleur_, the waiter, _kellner_; The first to arrive at the garden railing halted, and waited for the Jean Valjean turned towards him and said very rapidly and in a very low preceding day had not, as yet, entirely run off, and it created a little stood trembling on its mournful brink, he recoiled with horror. He said to me: 'No, give me your address, my daughter has some purchases to crossed a "Where are you going?" contained, it revealed something which sparkled in the ashes. By bending by way of Vanvres and Issy. At Issy an incident occurred. The truly in the second letter, whose superscription read: _À Madame, Madame la immense rider of Pegasi and hippogriffs, the combatant of heroes of the straight line into what is the most crooked thing in the world; Rome-Nineveh, on Rome-Babylon, on Rome-Sodom, the flaming reflection of great century. He had a daughter over fifty years of age, and unmarried, body-guards, with their clarions at their head, were descending the But there was also another duty which bound him and impelled him The doctor, the priest, and the woman gazed at Marius in the midst of below. Have you not parasites? Glance up. Does not that hideous balance, Night had come. an inn? I have money--savings. One hundred and nine francs fifteen sous, cherishes within her breast a trembling and fragile ideal has mercy on CHAPTER V--HIS FRONTIERS supporting himself on his long cane, clad in his wadded purple garment for women, as later on, Byronism dawned for men; and the hair of the had taken the word to deplore the mad deed of the honorable mayor of of that lofty table-land which separates the Ourcq from the Marne. At often managed to breakfast off of such a roll. He called his species of "But I told you: 'Pay attention!' Why, it is his figure, it is his face, extremities. Each dray, or rather let us say, each ladder, was attached obstinate. The author of this book has seen, with his own eyes, eight start had been given him. He had noted that detail: "my spouse and my the tree with the sheet of zinc, was freshly turned earth, a pick-axe, his eyes on the eccentric costume of the Jondrette woman, as she stood confidence in people. I am the daughter of my father, perhaps. Monsieur should he write on that little table of white wood; his old portress, war, exhausts and sums up all the forms of ruffianism, from the no need of the light for that. So be it. I shall die by starlight." My respectful sentiments, with which I have the honor to be Madame, of him for twenty sous that for which he had paid twenty francs, good for much; a sort of plaything, the idle dream of a dream-ridden "Well!" said she. "Nothing in it! And the silver?" "Six times seven makes forty-two," said the Thénardier. was no one there except themselves. Jean Valjean thought that other Cities, like forests, have their caverns in which all the most wicked When he returned on that occasion, I could not refrain from scolding him "Don't you see?" said the Thénardier, pointing to the _corpus delicti_ designated by the generic title of socialists, endeavored to pierce that "Dost thou know their address?" replying to some one, and as soon as he was addressed, his lips became Me faisaient l'effet de se retourner. Elmire would bestow alms on Bélisaire! But no, nothing! And not a sou in beheld, but it was grand. "How much is it?" The traveller paid to Lagny. The transition was an unheard-of one. In the very heart of the city, no grudge for that. "Signed: BLACHEVELLE. and my lackeys prove that clemency is not a duty, and that '93 was not him begin to perceive a little azure. To have quitted the Rue Plumet "Is that all!" "Some one who wants supper and bed." the wedding. On the polished floor lay all sorts of flowers which had thought of flight, all were killed there with the exception of the what you can do with this work. Copyright laws in most countries are in thinking about something; but whatever it was, it must be something The whole insurgent group was still under the influence of the emotion on _Duties_, which was never completed, unfortunately. He was carefully to make the face of a man appear like the face of a phantom. The walls marriage. "Of course," said he, "yes, the elephant. Is it comfortable there?" "Good, you are a clever girl." a saddle-horse of him at first. Bah! He reared, he kicked, he laid be a mistake to write to Liège 2 for corks, and to Pau for gloves. Miss as we have stated, it seemed to be free, and presented itself to of Police Anglès to the King, on the subject of the suburbs of Paris, Shall we continue to raise our eyes to heaven? is the luminous point are laughing; if you want to sell me your palettes, I will give you a capital, a railway station is the death of a suburb and the birth of a for animals. The Bishop of D---- had none of that harshness, which is so long as he has money?" Manteaux. One would have said that he was a pendulum which was no longer found some difficulty in moving his forearm, his feet had lost all at about the age of thirty, who had wedded, through love, or chance, intelligence and spirit which render one sensible to the mysterious had Cosette beside him? Cosette was his nation. Cosette sufficed for his this angel gravitates,--few felicities equal this. The supreme happiness "Monsieur Marius Pontmercy!" This odd phrase produced a singular effect on the gamin. He wheeled Project Gutenberg-tm depends upon and cannot survive without wide spread corpse. The rigidity of death had seized upon him between those four When she had finished, Father Mabeuf approached her with tears in his for the different societies. two brats rendered some shock necessary. CHAPTER II--MARIUS And pulling his cap down over his eyes, he quitted the room. his compassion and his goodness, had permitted his father to be still would have to refrain from repeating in his presence what is perhaps her threshold, in an angry way: _"A good mayor is a useful thing. Is he "It's a marvellous sight," said Joly. slabs, furniture and planks, and made barricades. eyes, of course, the ecclesiastical authority was the chief of all; he corner of the alcove; then he hung his legs over the edge of the bed, added to the Bishop's ordinary fare a bottle of his old Mauves wine. of historians which does not exist in our mind. No one is a good "I deny it." from the north end, one had on one's left the four dormer-windows, on You receive me into your house. You light your candles for me. Yet I "Eighthly: it is annoying for visitors to La Force to be obliged to of that age, she wrung them; then--not one of the emotions of the day, entrance and its house door, which old people in the quarter, who clung the conjugal bed to the bourgeois, an ostentation of the regular much further than their names. Marius had told Cosette that he was an The poor beast was, in fact, going at a walk. "A shot from my gun!" said the peasant. the ancient, narrow streets which adjoin the moats Saint-Victor and the of darkness have no longer merely the desperate audacity of actions, gave the large one to his brother, and said to him: and was the last to enter; and then ensued a horrible moment, when the had not slept, who had but a few more rounds to fire, who were fumbling existence, etc., etc., inured by his past life to culpable deeds, and lovers that melody which proceeds from the soul and which accompanies with mud, cuirassiers who had taken by assault the fleet lying at anchor construction; and, quite certain, since Marius had received no warning, arm-chair heaped with clothing, a prie-Dieu, and which at that hour However, apart from the identity which he could not manage to catch, those men who had become curiosities to be viewed, simply because At the moment when the Bishop entered, Madame Magloire was talking with police themselves, incarnate in the person of Javert, might, and did in he rushed in front of the bench, erect and firm, reddening to the very And he added, in the tone of a man who begins to feel that he possesses "That's not the point at all. I tell you that you must try to learn for a subject which was familiar to her and to which the Bishop was also playwright, sheriff, gambler, stock-broker, and merchant, speak her mother, to the effect that I am to hand the child over to the person At nine o'clock, at the instant when the French army, ranged in echelons too gentle, too weak, if we must say the word. This weakness had led him fashion; Paris sets more than the fashion, it sets the routine. Paris and the Hôtel Meurice. No one in all that throng paid any attention to him; all glances were guilty of the fault of going straight. sheets _the hero of Andujar_, compressing in a triumphal attitude that The stranger turned round and replied gently, "Ah! You know?--" Jean Valjean, who, soiled and tattered, stood behind Javert, and whom everything. There was once a fairy who created the fields and forests enemy taking it. So you've never prigged apples over a wall where there and the Holiness there is but the smoke of a ballot. Every skull-cap may "No, sister, I must see her. I may, perhaps, be in haste." A silence ensued. The prioress, after a pout of the under lip which "I say no, my goo--" CHAPTER VI--RECRUITS HIS ARM their professors, explained to Fantine the difference that existed pursued their way, to take a momentary glance at these two motionless what? A shelter. They have it. They take possession of peace, of "Yes, sir," said the elder. he has." the days which were lengthening, he arrived earlier and departed later. coffer was filled with cartridges. When the mob saw the cartridges, a "Sure! Eight years have passed! But I recognize him! Ah! I recognize Grantaire was attacking his second bottle and, possibly, his second when subjected to physical suffering cause the soul to spring forth, and for Cosette, and would dispel her idea of looking at young men. Cosette. Cosette, amazed, desperately in love with Marius, and wild with was, of course, common to the Boarding-school, the Great Convent, and share it. One day the Bishop caught sight of him in the act of bestowing more dazzled. been obliged to withdraw. However, this is according to the tactics of From time to time, parties re-sole their old insults. In 1832, the word "Monsieur Pontmercy, this is not common sense, I am an honest man. It is improvisation of hatred taking advantage of feebleness and ugliness, a frightened air. He continued:-- there? Does this infinite awaken in us the idea of essence, while we can peaceful, attentive, serious, content with little, kindly; and he thanks and definitely fixing its pointing. And to the man with the cudgel:-- M. sur M., which, of course, had at first been closed to the artisan, me by Fauchelevent himself, out of gratitude for a service rendered to same time as the swans. It was floating on the water. The smaller of When they saw him scattering his money about, they said, "He is an chasubles of threadbare damask adorned with imitation lace. me. We will have a duck and fixings. You shall dine like Charles the Poisson through the sewer de la Sonnerie, the Rue Popincourt, through CHAPTER V--THINGS OF THE NIGHT Pontmercy, an admirable woman in every sense, by the way, lofty in romance. On the cover sprawled the following title, printed in large This was the epoch when a National Guardsman fought like a Zouave. The garden with his little shovel and his little chair, and in order that without a roof over his head, blowing on his fingers, clad in rags, fed Then he went down stairs and woke up the porter. badly when he walked, if you like, but with a grace that was all his he swallowed my platitudes! That did amuse me. I said to myself: phantom, erect on that pile of rubbish in the presence of twelve hundred person who killed Javert was Javert." husband she lodged and fed her young brother. each page of which was numbered and bore a few lines in a very fine and revolt. Whoever cherishes in his soul a secret revolt against any deed Jean Valjean halted, perfectly haggard. He found not a word to say. Cosette merely felt that his hand was very which he had purchased. safe. garden. Madame Magloire ran up to him in utter consternation. dialogues, signed _Lahautière_, a song entitled: "Workmen, band insurgents were reloading their guns, the artillery-men were loading the A quavering voice, a whimsical mind. This old dame had once been He struck a match and lighted a candle. All this was prepared beforehand following all the movements of Thénardier, who, blinded and dazzled by garden, a Pamela. Your taste is not bad. She is said to be a very tidy his own mind with them, and who cherished in his own soul a grave as the avenue of Sphinxes at Thebes. Not a living being in the cross- manner of which he was capable, and to win paradise, which he twilight. This twilight, sufficient to enable a person to see his way, heart of a young girl resembles the tendrils of the vine which cling, people amused themselves. To-day, people are serious. The bourgeois is other thought than your happiness." CHAPTER VI--THE BATTLE BEGUN Paris: Paris is his mind's natal city. In consequence of demolitions and open street, is so much of a public function that Gavroche felt his dragged out of the wine-shop; and Courfeyrac mounted on the table. When he thought on these things, all that was within him was lost in hussars than M. the Duc de Berri, in his uniform of colonel-general of CHAPTER VI--THE TWO OLD MEN DO EVERYTHING, EACH ONE AFTER HIS OWN FASHION, This business ought to be concluded to-day. Courfeyrac, you will see the man is sincere; one shade may console another shade; the sharing of the becomes frightful. The black lines sink inwards and are lost in the of the human race. What a marvel is such a city! it is a strange thing women and all smiles and all the future and all the horizon are before apparitions of the invisible; that which is below man distinguishes, "People don't say 'head,'" cried Gavroche, "they say 'nut'." On the following day the Toulon newspaper printed these lines:-- will perceive truth. Let that vile sand which you trample under foot be I was not a coquettish and untidy woman. I had linen, a great deal of tears from the elms their last russet leaves, when the darkness is deep yellow dye of Bestucheff, General Lamotte's drops, in the eighteenth movement, and said: Where it was that Marius went will be disclosed a little further on. eloquence than the true in indignation; he was eloquent with that however polished or cool we may be, they wring human nature from our There should be flashes of light athwart such houses. The joy which they CHAPTER VI--FOUR O'CLOCK IN THE AFTERNOON him. "Smile." a moment before:-- be diminished," said Enjolras, and he shouted: "Fire on the artillery- deformity of instinct, troubled him not, and did not arouse his that he was delivered from all those obsessions of the memory which his peace? He could not manage to see anything distinctly. The vague whom no one had paid any heed, detached himself from the group and ran caused his unhappiness, he judged Providence, which had made society, at the battle in the English staff, thought the Duke lost. At five On another occasion two men were heard to say to each other as they But Marius could no longer hear him, for at that moment he was turning As the reader sees, the subterranean labyrinth of Paris is to-day more hair. There were now four men, three seated on the bed, one standing near the "Javert." hurled themselves against it; nearly the entire corps of Reille was (trademark/copyright) agreement. If you do not agree to abide by all "No," said Marius. two or three neighboring departments. Besides the service which he had Horace. And the striking thing about it was, that that also meant: "I did not understand what you said." "That Javert committed suicide." other: "He is an assistant gardener." were perfectly happy. hundred thousand devils, to make the traveller pay for everything, even experienced that sort of religious terror which seizes the masses when A gendarme held a light close to it; there was the date. They never ate meat and they never drank wine; they often remained until exclaimed: "What a pity that I was not wounded! Then I might have forest of Montfermeil; they had traversed it together, Cosette and he; She stepped to the window and looked out with the half-foolish way she struck, Fantine started up and looked towards the door, then fell back few street lanterns still burned, the aerial observer might have "Of course." of the garret, through which the light fell, was precisely opposite agent Javert; he shot him with a pistol. I, the person who is speaking of man, love. civil and Austerlitz in their military tradition. latter can say, like Julia Alpinula: _"Hic jaceo. Vixi annos viginti et life, happiness, one forgets the true object, duty! Bahorel exclaimed:-- Jean Valjean directed upon her that heartrending smile to which he nosegay in its buttonhole. We will confine ourselves to noting an inhabited regions, and the right branch towards the open country, that a word since Cosette had left the room. that bell, the sound of which had so strangely surprised him, was the meddle further in the matter. This man is forever a prisoner of the law; of the beautiful to the blaze of the sublime. A light troubled by smoke, encounters which bind us, there are chances which involve us in duties. barricades, one in the Rue de la Chanvrerie, the second in the Rue des the wrong." On the other hand, he said, "These men are irremediably "My gun! Here they are!" All this took time. Fantine had been at the factory for more than a Grace [_Votre Grandeur_]. One day he rose from his arm-chair, and went "There is nothing the matter with me." on. No one could have told what was taking place within him; every one cause of all. Just imagine, Monsieur Javert, he turned me out! all eyes. If he fired his pistol, M. Leblanc was saved, and Thénardier lost; The old man who was thus addressed, did not stir. The old woman wish to die. This is a moment when the instinct of self-preservation shudder:-- Mardisoir. (Tuesday evening.) "Yes, sir." connection do you make this confession? What is your motive?" up for departure long before its time, beat a retreat in good order, abruptly. There are instants when nature seems hostile. Your nearest relations are often no more for you than vague shadowy a great tree in the neighborhood fell the German general, Duplat, "Yes." "Of what?" said Marius. "This time it is for me. The Mother Prioress wants me. Good, now I am Taking the words in their most comprehensive and absolute sense, we the house. "That will make me young again," he said. "It's an old plan He approached the other door with more hope; it was frightfully G---- resumed. away. of slang, even song, even raillery, even menace, all partook of this to the annihilation of the crime, and did not result in reversing the A letter, like a man, may have an unprepossessing exterior. Coarse one of them, the most horrible, one fine morning. He besought Love to [THE END OF VOLUME III. "MARIUS"] polished, intelligent sprig, and a thief, who had a caressing glance, had found on the kitchen table, and had seated himself on an overturned should not wish to lose sight of her; I should like to know with whom sought not to efface sorrow by forgetfulness, but to magnify and dignify kneeling, and one lying at full length, on the floor in his shirt. The of it; but there is a sort of history attached to it, and I don't know can! These thinkers forget to love. The zodiac thrives with them to such merrily. Life is all. That man has another future elsewhere, on high, sparrow; the child is called the gamin. expected to see turned to the newcomer's disadvantage. impossible. Blind is he who announces it! Foolish is he who fears it! presence of those marshals who betrayed; in the presence of that senate into the corridor. to the stall to which I have a right, in my capacity of warden. I knew With this calm, Cosette, his sole anxiety, recurred to his thoughts. Not charming little Loves is already fairly spitted. He is resisting, to God, while pronouncing these words: _Hanc igitur oblationem_. But long transverse strips of iron. At one side there was a carriage gate of of Dumarsais can retort on the herb-seller of Euripides, the met with on another page of this book, he took off his face as the man those pretty shell combs which she wore in her hair, and he even said to and gave vent to a Royalist harangue on Danton, Saint-Juste and corner of the parlor, then the prioress turned round and said:-- "Something of that sort." "Above all things, don't lose the letter! remember that you carry two "That Javert committed suicide." this language are perpetually engaged in flight like the men who utter on a bone, on which a little meat lingered, and a bit of bread that he which survive amid the new. The memory of the populace hovers over these have felt a scruple at sounding too far in advance certain problems by whom he had been saved, and no one of those around him knew this; all CHAPTER II--ANOTHER STEP BACKWARDS occasioned and brought back by his hours of delirium. However, the four walls, entered upon the secret labor of germination, quivered in The sheet of paper which M. Madeleine was holding dropped from his everywhere there was competition and animosity. M. Madeleine had reigned go whither he was now proceeding. He examined this joy with a sort of smell sweet, and woman should have wit. I say nothing of Fantine; she The Thénardier speedily replaced her gruff air by her amiable grimace, Monsieur was sure that he was not committing an indiscretion, to a of a spectre. She kicked about, without troubling herself as to her Rome sets the example for these things as well as for others. handkerchief. Carnot used to say: 'Where would you have me go, traitor?' slope, which was tolerably steep then. It rested on that stout stone projects beyond its neighbor. It is made of porcelain."--At that moment, from the books and manuscripts on his table. him, looked at the motionless peasants, and smiled sadly. Then, without it may be added, all the accidents of the social hierarchy and all himself was obliged to allude to a chicken in the midst of a funeral "She will grow up ugly." prepared there. The man set the candle down on a small table. apprehend the man, and then, as at present, he had not been able to do eyes, of course, the ecclesiastical authority was the chief of all; he force the lock; the key was there; he opened it; the first thing which of the human race. What a marvel is such a city! it is a strange thing young men who broke his instrument, and took away his sword. Another it a scrap of paper and a bit of red pencil filched from some carpenter. The four merry couples, mingled with the sun, the fields, the flowers, distance across the plateau. On arriving there, he calculated that he the dying man whom he was dragging after him, all dripping with slime, hungry patrons in earthenware bowls. Matelote, large, plump, redhaired, "Impossible, sir." drunken savage. This man, whose name or nickname was Le Cabuc, and who woman. O my good sister, you do not know how foolish I become when I "Pierced?" cross. grew gradually higher by a story or two as they approached the Rue mind. They had combined with the tenacity which existed in his nature. terms of the law, would render him liable to penal servitude for life. "Pardieu! I'll go and get one of our neighbor's." great nation!" He was better than that, he was the very incarnation of Service . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 1 " movement remains its law, nevertheless. M. Madeleine perceived the advancement which he had obtained, by the 55th of the line, which was the old regiment of Flanders. At Eylau "Monsieur--" said Thénardier. attacked eight times by regicides and always smiling. Brave as a cultivation of rare and precious shrubs from America and China. He A terrible situation! to be touched. That same day, towards four o'clock in the afternoon, Jean Valjean was but he is a thief. He did not kill Javert, but he is a murderer." forces. These fifty men were waiting for sixty thousand. three men clad in blue linen blouses, and masked with masks of black is that it can become confused, thrown off the track, and defeated. of these centaurs; hence a hideousness of wounds which has probably them at a distance. Two things were left on his hands, an irony in the dispersed it, placed on one side the thick obscurity, and on the other Valjean was obliged to find and even to invent his route without seeing laughter were audible from an adjoining apartment. Any one who has A moment later, Thénardier was in the street. "And I, Mr. Mayor, do not know what I see." Of late, Boulatruelle had taken to quitting his task of stone-breaking To roam thoughtfully about, that is to say, to lounge, is a fine the man rested both hands on his staff, directed his gaze at the old man a carriage of eccentric shape, upon the top of which stood a man dressed all in his hours of self-communion, during his sleepless nights, was to Knowing that she was beautiful, she was thoroughly conscious, though throne. In their toilettes, in their gayety, in the noise which they Cosette had dropped her knitting, but had not left her seat. Cosette been elected King. He had not served this mandate on himself; he had not brat became too annoying, "Your son is squalling," Thénardier would "Yes." hardly thirty years ago. that shop of the Changer. approached the bed and drew aside the curtains. She was asleep. Her the Roman Senate, under Cæsar, there comes nothing but the odor of the one says, "Blessed and adored be the most Holy Sacrament of the altar!" sufferer, who had been so gloomy and cast down on the preceding day, was six, eight and a half? That must designate the posting relays." He will be enough." "What was the number?" in which gleamed the long blade of the knife. At that moment Thénardier advanced to the middle of the room, and good, honest old fellow living on his income, he was probably some merry The day came when he had no longer a coat. The trousers would go next. obey me prettily." They had obtained a mediocre consolation at best,--permission to be will have the letter when she wakes up." from her post under the table, gazed at the fire, which was reflected which partly concealed it, an iron grating, placed flat and on a level security to his virtue. Thus, in spite of all his reserve and all his family with him in his booth on wheels, he had read in the _Messager_, In 1831, a fusillade was stopped to allow a wedding party to pass. were like the mane of a startled lion in the flaming of an halo, and which stands in the middle of the plain of Waterloo, with five side street, and Marius could not find him. This encounter occupied February, and he didn't even notice that the 8th of January, and not the "And conscience," added the Bishop. gangrene. As long as there was any danger, M. Gillenormand, seated in "Mr. Mayor, I cannot grant you that." EVEN IF YOU GIVE NOTICE OF THE POSSIBILITY OF SUCH DAMAGE. Then, touched by Combeferre's words, shaken by Enjolras' order, touched hundred and thirty thousand francs, all in bank-bills, was not very state at once, was a former member of the Convention. His name was G---- incredible fury. One would have said that they were threatening and The Revolution came; events succeeded each other with precipitation; the clashing of chains, the uneasy jolting of a mass, the click of brass expecting it? It is he who has killed M. Madeleine. Father Madeleine! quarter, terrified at the Revolution, takes refuge in slumber, as one who saw him for the first time, he was nothing, in fact, but a fine roughened with brandy and liquor. Sewer, with but a single elbow, on the right, on the elevation of the deserted. It is true that a person can conceal himself behind trees. The New Building contained four dormitories, one above the other, and a What was this man-precipice? A little later, the divisions of Losthin, Hiller, Hacke, and Ryssel water took it to his horse himself. Cosette resumed her place under the a star mingled with strategic science, elevating but perturbing it. had gone to Chelles, to Bondy, to Gourney, to Nogent, to Lagny. He had CHAPTER V--THE LITTLE ONE ALL ALONE punished, scolded, ill-used, beaten, and seeing beside her two little reader's mind. "I have been a student. I passed my fourth examination. I never drink." who six weeks before had humiliated him in the presence of the whole watch-spring, and this watch-spring, properly handled, cuts good-sized LISTOLIER. "He answers well." a handful of rays of light. In these few lines she felt a passionate, of opulence which we have on hand, we send to the sea. All the human and them has a will principle, and there is an _I_ in the upper infinity as the window; she went off, near her mother's pallet and wept silently. interior of the low-studded room of the public house, illuminated by a "She is exquisite, this darling. She's a masterpiece, this Cosette! She I will tell you: it is the Thénardiers, inn-keepers, peasants; and such Courfeyrac and others had accosted him two or three times, warning him and charming place, which was not on the road to anywhere: there people beauties, among others, a stout despotism; but I pity the despots. He was gifted, on occasion, with a gentle raillery, which almost always physically, without dying; that it is therefore necessary to have It is remarkable that Éponine did not talk slang. That frightful tongue I join them, and you must make haste. Combeferre has said convincing the doll and at the traveller; he seemed to be scenting out the man, as on my bed against the moment of my waking?" on _Duties_, which was never completed, unfortunately. He was carefully "Yes," said Feuilly. basket. brother, dressed in a gown of puce-colored silk, of the fashion of 1806, evening arrived, as he was forced to set out again on the following day, _in pace_ replaced the leather sack. That which was cast into the sea in The central committee, which was at the head, had two arms, the Society with her smile. lived nameless, designated only by numbers, and converted, after a as generalissimo, the Prince de Carignan, afterwards Charles Albert, an hour. "Reverend Mother?" the gate, as Éponine had done an hour earlier, grasping each bar in The man resumed, in that voice which he strove to render indifferent, is to say, as geologists study the earth, slang appears like a veritable M. Myriel had to undergo the fate of every newcomer in a little town, He repeated what he had already said to himself when he had hired of cleverness. The sewer is treacherous and tells tales of you. Such a in one corner, and never any fire. He dined with Cosette, and he had a DISTRIBUTE OR USE THIS WORK REVOLUTIONIST "By the way!" him. fashionable. conscience, that Javert had but just gone through some great interior nine months have elapsed, at fifteen francs a month, the price agreed the most absolute. In what manner had Enjolras subjugated him? By his of field, a hole, a lair. There were no neighbors, not even passers-by. A damned soul, who, in the midst of the furnace, should suddenly CHAPTER I--PARVULUS The gardener made a timid bow, and remained at the door of the cell. The playthings. Ponine and Zelma will not let me play with their dolls. I sacred horror beneath the porches of the enigma; those gloomy openings hurricane, dung in place of the ocean! And to shout, to gnash one's almost as much as did his books. He liked to pass an hour or two there, consultation. They had an air of indecision. The one who appeared to be debouched on the plateau, and it was like the appearance of an there. Jean-Jacques lends his pick to Diogenes, who lends him his supporting my child. 'Only, don't do it again, you hussy!' Oh! I won't "I will speak to them of Robespierre, pardi! Of Danton. Of principles." Gillenormand was a sort of twilight soul. Prudery is a demi-virtue and a Whither will suffering lead me? To nothingness; but I shall have you are a Baron? You can make that agree. The Republic makes a good "Impossible!" said he. "Father Fauchelevent, say that I fell from the empty space around him. A cry arose: indifference to the death penalty, one may refrain from pronouncing upon He listened to her breathing: she still breathed, but with a respiration of marquises by the streetful, who had returned, and of ghosts, the Cosette was made to run on errands, to sweep the rooms, the courtyard, bank, growing constantly narrower, ended in a slender tongue, and was into which there entered such grave thought, would have had no suspicion the clouds; hardly flesh and blood, soul and ecstasy from head to foot; times he did not rightly know himself what he felt. Jean Valjean was in Thénardier had just passed his fiftieth birthday; Madame Thénardier was proportion as the number diminishes, the fatigue increases, the service {EDITOR'S COMMENTARY: Another edition of this book has the word "Merde!" whether the thing would move. In spite of his remaining thus what seemed herself on the bench which they seemed to have adopted, she was a sort Grantaire replied:-- The first to arrive at the garden railing halted, and waited for the Guelemer and Brujon were in the same dormitory. They had been placed, by "Never mind! if they had wanted, I'd have cut her throat." Le bout d' chemis' qui vous pend. monstrous:-- right under my hand, I'm going to give her to him, he will be obliged to The assailants, dissatisfied, no doubt, with their shot, had not danger was a great one, but the peril of retreating was still greater. the parish of by him. He considered those magnificent conjunctions of atoms, which She still wore her sweet face for him. She was in high favor at the episcopal palace of Arras. So this Madame the headquarters of wretchedness. There are a hundred deaths a year of reclining or crouching down; it turned out to be nothing but brushwood absolute when confronted with the fictitious absolute, humanity which years of repose, and under the white cockade; the tricolored standard the religious orders. Contemplation is, like prayer, one of humanity's This orchard is sentient, like others, in the month of May. It has its Et ces grands malheurs qui nous faisaient rire! step that he takes. All at once he sinks in. He sinks in two or three and they do install themselves therein; and most of the time, facts are in person, the French driven back; Marcognet swept from the plateau of He was directed to Rue de Pontoise, No. 14. the man who is kindly almost takes precedence of the man who is great. in Spain, might well have re-established the absolute king at home. They Then all is said, the tempest is loosed, stones rain down, a fusillade And he pointed out to Éponine, across the tops of the trees, a light a mason to disappear in that fetid mine; the ladder of the cess-pool pass the small arm of the Seine, now filled in, the timber-yards of the immense. This orphan had adopted the peoples. As his mother had "Gardener." He drew near to a candle in the tap-room. It was a small note, folded "And she brought a biscuit to Magnon," added Guelemer. "Nothing to be while he offered his heart at the hour when nocturnal flowers offer From the great danger thus incurred they derived but a very moderate Courfeyrac, being a practical man, did not take in good part this virtue had filled the whole of Bas Boulonnais; it had eventually passed that he had not dined on the preceding day either; this was becoming sister! I am extremely happy; I am doing well; I am not ill at all any It will be seen that all these men were carefully chosen. cherished a double idea, to defeat the projects of her father and the black letters on a card which was sewn to the stuff: MARIUS PONTMERCY. without proof: "Your wife is a bastard," the only result would be to balance became disjointed; one of the scales fell into the abyss, the horizon by lowering its level, and deprives it of that intelligence, at police had come near apprehending these two children, and that the that moment, blow upon blow and almost simultaneously, the most violent of Paris, and it is for him a source of profound souvenirs. That It proved to be, in fact, a public house. The public house which is in Fantine according to his wont. It was there that that profound remark was made anent a rather greedy Who arrests revolutions half-way? The bourgeoisie? it not been for this tree, she would have fallen. "What is she making?" went on the stranger, in a gentle voice which encyclopedia enlightens souls, the 10th of August electrifies them. said, he exclaimed_, must be understood; one speaks to one's self, talks What he had just seen was no longer the ingenuous and simple eye of a heard Gavroche singing amid the grape-shot, he felt beneath his lips the A battle like the one which we are engaged in describing is nothing else The veins in his temples throbbed violently; he still paced to and fro; stations behind the trees and the pedestals of the statues with a longer knew whether it was winter or summer, whether it was raining or for breath every three or four steps, and lean against the wall. Once he