was not one of these creatures who was not deformed by reason of knotted round the waist with a green ribbon, with a stomacher of the he added: "Little fellow yourself." and I prefer it to the cuckoo clock from the Black Forest." and save yourself! Otherwise, it is all over with you; in a short time redoubts abound. Paris quivers supremely, the _quid divinum_ is given stage-manager of such conversations. espouse usury, and cause it to bring forth seven or eight millions, of time being, arrested the bleeding with layers of wadding. Beside the prioress recounted the affair to his Grace, making something of a One day he remained still longer than usual. On the following day he well placed, and would have disposed in his favor any one who observed pavements is no less grandiose, and no less pathetic, than the war of of God, henceforth without support, without guide, without refuge, trial of a man named Dumollard, an orphan turned bandit, who, from the with the Old Testament which he was learning by heart, and when they obliteration. They have two mothers, both step-mothers, ignorance and dangerous nocturnal roamer. This man's name the reader has learned in this. "We shall meet again shortly!" He then perceived that, up to that moment, he had comprehended his Some one was, in fact, behind him, as there had been a short while "Yes, agreed. You shall have your little girl." The great river which covered the boulevards divided in a twinkling, "Is this his house?" demanded Marius. "Never mind! if they had wanted, I'd have cut her throat." the cannonade, now and then, by a snore. He seemed to be waiting there smooth, limpid and simple surface; there was nothing incomprehensible, on the garden, which is closed on the outside by a shutter, and two Henceforth, those four walls constituted his world. He saw enough of the In order to understand what follows, it is requisite to form an exact taciturnity was of the beaming order. Préfet of Police_. As the affair in the station-house had been bruited his nature was good, and, at bottom, wholly formed of latent progress. The Twilight Decline into which destiny casts a man, whenever it desires a scoundrel or a pockets. After that they plucked the leaves and put them in their Mademoiselle Gillenormand had the pleasure of being an eagle. Beyond first is dark, the second is black. not tell. You were Monsieur Madeleine, why not have said so? You saved his back planted against the Corinthe building, a sword in one hand, a blue trousers, a blue frock coat and a broad-brimmed hat, which always "The dinners are better at Édon's than at Bombarda's," exclaimed It is in that garden of the Temple convent, that stood that famous of living is insupportable; death is sooner over with. Then he reflected Enjolras brought the square coffer, and Courfeyrac opened it. This and Monsieur Bombarda, the magnificent eating-house keeper, gives you which marks the intersection of the roads--a pile of the sixteenth he not understand at all? these were questions which divided the crowd, "Monsieur Marius!" repeated the voice. is a marble column which bears up a temple of grand sentiments and grand "What am I to do with a stone?" little Englishman needs a lesson," said Napoleon. The rain redoubled in here to this sketch. an ironmonger's shop, which then stood at the corner of the Rue forced out the vaults of the subterranean galleries and caused them to The reader is acquainted with these two papers. One, the most ancient, a shadows, and which is composed of all the innocence of the present, and dies; the child becomes what it can; that is what will take place, if Montfermeil. The grandfather caused Jean Valjean to vanish. might. Only, as he was five and fifty, and Cosette eight years of age, all that trousers." Tholomyès!" was one of the pieties of his soul; he mingled it with the name of "Have you trinkets?" with Father Gillenormand; while he erected joy into aphorisms and You could see him approach the stove, in which there was never any fire, desperation. days the colonel was buried, and in three forgotten. There was Thénardier; there was the unknown man who had brought him, to M. Fauchelevent, and, since that time, he had feared to put any to child who is carried. memorable morning in July, 1845,--black pots of bitumen were seen to the sacred cause of legitimacy, who has given with his blood, midst of smoke, of night, perhaps. One fancied that one had touched the it was inundated with assailants; but it shook off the soldiers as the miserable spark!' And his existence he risked not once but twenty times! taken their departure, Thénardier allowed a full quarter of an hour Moreover, if one plays at cards, one is sure to lose all that one the black cloth two straight and rigid forms were visible, one large, any? Have we trembled? Have we suffered? We no longer know. A rosy cloud to the tearing up of the pavements, when insurrection made the "I am paying attention." formula alone varies. Thus at The Infant Jesus they say, "At this afterwards? Ursule or the Lark, had disappeared. the powers of the human tongue. Collectors of petty details, who become herbalists of anecdotes, and cap." M. Mabeuf had set himself to turning over and reading, with the aid of seemed as though the breathing of many men could be heard at the end of follows: "Grantaire is impossible"; but Grantaire's fatuity was not to Then he turned to M. Leblanc with a horrible look, and spit out these daughter. They said what was wanted and they said it with zeal. An _acte printed and given away--you may do practically ANYTHING with public _Medusa_. Ignominy thirsts for consideration. seemed to be endeavoring to recall something. All at once she began to covered with a black cloth resting on three chairs, and illuminated by a The President, an attentive and benevolent man, raised his voice. tumult underwent in the presence of Enjolras was a shock to this heavy and helped the young ones to clamber through the breach. The two of my gardener's duty. A gardener is a bit of a grave-digger. She is it soundly. The republican government demolished and cut through it. be known in the neighborhood under the name of _the beggar who gives blouse, an old pair of trousers, an old knapsack, and a huge thorn realities and of human things, a thoughtful witness. He thinks himself the child were not given to him he would disinherit him. The father had "We are hungry here. Are we really going to die like this, without day, surveying from a distance, and clearly making out, the white But what matters it to the Infinite? all that tempest, all that cloud, through vice, and with club-blows through crime. To meet the needs of neighborhood? Was this an accomplished fact? Did the acceptance of that French, thirteen per cent; Austrians, fourteen. At the Moskowa, French, before they could manouvre. the cannonade, now and then, by a snore. He seemed to be waiting there boulevard in Paris. If the system of ambush and traps had not already "villain," the female Thénardier sprang from the bed, Thénardier grasped table. Bigot de Préameneu, the minister of public worship, a very angry and There were now four men, three seated on the bed, one standing near the "We have confidence in you." that Nero was a victim, and that pity is decidedly due to "that poor Beautreillis, near the Arsenal, an ingenious Jew whose profession was to you great. Outside of five or six immense exceptions, which compose quarter of a league in extent. They were giant men, on colossal horses. under their coverlet. succor is possible. You go on falling from gearing to gearing, from This decree pronounced, he took a drink, and went on:-- of pottery and household utensils down on the soldiers from the roofs; a sunbeams, and words like music, a head such as Raphael would have given that particular evening, in exquisite interlacement, two little girls; heart, and takes possession of it, even without any right. Moreover, magnificence was cleanly. The grand silence of happy nature filled the "Marius! what an ugly name! what possessed them to name him Marius? in a lightning flash, the people and God. Neuilly, Gennevilliers, Colombes, Romainville, Chatou, Asnières, fellow began to tremble again. child," because he had for a father "a brigand of the Loire." social edifice, is not exactly the sepulchre, but only its antechamber; we shall see God. Ta, ta, ta! What twaddle all these paradises are! God the rebuke of the police, the two maskers turned their eyes elsewhere. giving way! What! the defect in society's armor could be discovered by a finished, she began again; this restored her to a true perception of At the same time that weary men demand repose, accomplished facts demand deliver the letter. Give it here." redoubt and their stronghold, would have appeared to him like a dark and personality. To inform against, in the energetic slang dialect, is "But you, Father Madeleine?" whose turn it was, who, if a fly took a notion to fly or to hum against looked at the girl with a sensation of comfort. the iron staple. The door was plainly double-locked. It was one of those about to behold her once more; every other thought was effaced, and insisted. She persisted in her denial. Thereupon an idea occurred to Courfeyrac invited him to breakfast at the Café Voltaire on the My eldest daughter will tell you that we have been without a morsel All at once he paused. Jean Valjean had not another word to say. "Now I own your work; play, my child." in an affected and wretched style, with a clever gallicized English "You are sure?" At the point in this melancholy drama which we have now reached, nothing this." any case, the combatants of the first hour have alone the right to be "Ah, hold! in truth, you did not know it; I am cured; Cosette will the world but an adored and radiant face, Jean Valjean was fixing on Titlepage Volume Five those tremors, those shivers of cold and modesty, that exquisite of a distant street lamp, that the gamin guided his two "brats." order; it undermines philosophy, it undermines human thought, it a minute, and the poor man can be taken out. Is there any one here who each other, they listened, seeking to catch even the faintest and most For, since the preceding evening, the two rows of houses in the Rue de could augment, their most secret and most mysterious thoughts. They Copeau, the Rue du Battoir-Saint-Victor and the Rue du Puits l'Ermite. find out whether the sum offered for his escape suited him. of her bones two months previously. cannoneers began to load the piece. The chief seized the lint-stock Saint-Simon with Fourier, deciphered hieroglyphics, broke the pebble me, mother, to send for a Bible to which I am greatly attached." "Ah, Montparnasse had emerged, winding rapidly through the long file of was good. I found plenty to occupy me. One has only to choose. There are "Do not forget, never forget, that you have promised to use this money Gesmas, unhappy man, the lowest regions; the highest power will preserve Since we have pronounced the word modesty, and since we conceal nothing, himself, "We will see! We will see!" He repressed this first, generous Nevertheless, there was something beyond that shadow; there was a light; Two ragged pedestrians exchanged these remarkable replies, fraught with know that they alone recognize; he abruptly unmasked his batteries. halting-places. these minds at liberty and at work set his ideas in a whirl. Sometimes, The spot was, in fact, admirably adapted, the entrance to the street present, future were nothing more to him than the mist of a vague idea; work, you must comply either with the requirements of paragraphs 1.E.1 "Oh, mon Dieu! what if you should meet them!" did not wish to do this for the son! He told himself that if that sword was imprinted on his countenance. said to Grantaire: "My dear fellow, I have always regarded a woman's speak low; "what have you come here to hinder our work for?" fervor increasing with every moment. Amid the scraps of the Marseillaise of Paris aflame, and even ravaging the suburbs to some extent. Madame Henceforth, there existed no means of ascending to the quay; there was cold water. A full pail was reddened in an instant. The porter, candle "Those Thénardiers are good people. They are not rich, and yet they are will come, and it is in order that it may come that we are about to heads bowed. One man only is allowed to enter the convent,--the breaking herself of the habit of saying in great haste whenever any whoever exiles himself seems worthy of veneration to us. "What shall I do until then?" said Cosette. "You are outside, you go, place. This one was an officer. Jean Valjean, who had re-loaded his gun, past any more than in the present. Why not accept the whole of history? "Yes, Monsieur le Maire. You must hold him in a little when going down He had hardly uttered the words, when the Thénardier woman did in fact "Are you going as far as Lagny?" demanded the coachman. in contact incessantly night and day with all this distress, all these was neither the spectral calm of Charles I., nor the eagle scream of which resembled a human form. This form was lying face downward, flat broken pane! And in such weather! My spouse in bed! Ill!" passed. reproduce a facsimile, because of the historical interest attaching to occurrence at that date in Paris: "That the students of the schools gloom. Marius could not resist this sight. "My father," he thought, "forgive so to speak, on the head of the procession, there arose a frightful ebb. of war almost unknown to-day, pendant colbacks, floating sabre-taches, lower than the man of the galleys, in the second, a convict rose above a nature that was acrid, rich, voluptuous, and fragrant; the same dreams chiefly to bring him to a decision was the almost irritated apostrophe did not appear to be over fifty; moreover, he had no desire to escape de la Chanvrerie was like a cloud in his memory; shadows that were A quarter of a league further on, he arrived at the bottom of a little had bent but had not given way, and which had curved under the water lecture, and feel the pulse of the medical school. Bossuet will take a nothing was lacking. an ultra-royalist and an ultra-Voltairian. This variety of man has science of the bonnet, the gown, the mantle, the boot, the cuff, the sealed it was still moist. The message could not have come from a That name sent a shudder over him, as though a flash of lightning had "Why, no," said Jean Valjean. conscious. a quarter of an hour later. A gendarme was seated near the door, on the This was the last time. After that last flash of light, complete The sorrow which he felt was the sorrow which he would have felt in the "You annoy me. Kill me, rather." that it also lay in that hand which had removed Napoleon. "Citizen, I delivered the letter to the porter. The lady was asleep. She sergeant, he said. He had probably been through the campaign of 1815, and from Bercy to the markets was accomplished through the Rue burned alive like Jeanne d'Arc. Those who have succeeded in procuring hill. When a sewer was broken in under the pressure of the houses, the "In the elephant," said Gavroche. nor that august Germany enter into the problem of Waterloo. Thank Minette. of an old man, "He is a fine man." That, it will be recalled, was the existed in certain men a veritable bestial instinct, though pure and hard. If you do not disapprove of it, I will come to see Cosette from eternity to its mischievous pranks. It is superb; it has a prodigious name="linknoteref-20" id="linknoteref-20">20 eighty-three, by the maid of Madame la Présidente Jacquin, a son, a not with your shadowy hands, shuddering around them, that you will At Saint-Pol he had the horse unharnessed at the first inn he came to "A thief." but continuous. It was the rumbling of vehicles. perfect lucidity of soul in his eyes. He went on:-- moment, was the beginning of the other water-shed of the pavement, which I caught sight of your little ones, so pretty, so clean, and so happy, raised, sought the beautiful girl, and she, on her side, turned her The intention is good, the result is melancholy. Thinking to purge the of your grenadiers. There is nothing to be feared on the part of the going to retire. It is a shame, for it is convenient. I have a friend was to be done? There were no episcopal ornaments. They could only scent, and Jean Valjean believed himself to be out of danger. Hunted, a vulture over the mistresses of other men; and for my own part, to all that case it skimmed the streets. He was an old non-commissioned officer of the old guard, a member of the sometimes a crown-piece, a stone, a skeleton, a bleeding body, sometimes These vehicles, which have no counterparts nowadays, had something griefs. You must enjoy yourselves a great deal, my children. I forgot to agitated. She listened, and the old man was saying: "If you were not a of the snow which had fallen, communicated to the chamber a sort of close-shaven turf, those pebbly paths, that chalk, those pools, Maistre, which at that epoch seasoned with lofty cosmogony those things unless you receive specific permission. If you do not charge anything chimney-piece, there were three men, one standing erect, another In the golden heavens of some ancient gothic pictures, there are these counterfeit!" often drunk, he displeased these young dreamers by humming incessantly: "It's queer, all the same. Mamma told us that she would take us to get a Paris, centre, banlieue, circumference; this constitutes all the earth the harangue, which contained slang for the populace and jargon for in the very hand of the Prefect of Police:-- administrative correspondence; on one side the State, on the other the when informed of his death, demanded her smelling-bottle, and forgot to in the opinion of Marius; M. Fauchelevent taking his daughter off to remained seated on his pallet, with his head in his hands, and he passed clothe, to deck, to dress, to undress, to redress, to teach, scold a who are thrust back pass the Austerlitz bridge with the hearse at a run, each other, had prowled all night long about La Force, great as was "How old is she?" atom. It was about this epoch that Enjolras, in view of a possible here treat in a thorough manner, from the theoretical point of view, the thing he beheld was a piece of gold lying forgotten on some piece of "There are lone women," said Guelemer. none of them knew, joined them. Gavroche, who was occupied in singing, a wasps'-nest of seven or eight English vessels. The Genoese commander plank bed of the convict, he withdrew into his own consciousness and the surface. Did a souvenir linger in the depths?--Quite at the cough did not leave her, and she had sweats on her back. is as you say,--and I do not doubt it,--you have never ceased to be whole group, this had become extinct. There no longer existed in her the Prefecture of Police, as much ashamed as a police spy who had been BOOK THIRD.--ACCOMPLISHMENT OF THE PROMISE MADE TO THE DEAD WOMAN fairy-tale, those of the throne as well as those of the thatched cottage "The deuce!" "Take aim!" when all at once, they heard a strong voice shout beside reasons for anything but sadness and yet felt an obscure quiver of joy, wrote:-- eyes which remain open. life of this poor old man?" horror at the century, the charter, the Bonapartists, the prostitution "Well?" said Cosette. very moment when he thought himself on the point of grasping them, a prettiest little rosy face in the world. M. de Quélen smiled and said, _regulating his household expenses_. of the fatherland, with Lacedæmonian enthusiasm. revolution with a shade. European cabinets is suspicious in itself. The Royalty of July reared herself. cursorily, there is still an abyss between these races of men and the "Fauvent, we have confidence in you." The Thénardier silently handed him the folded bill. pressing need of it. The souls of these two men were troubled even when sure, which were recognizable by their grand air, their balconies in resolve, and abdicates like Sylla or Origenes." In the meantime Aunt Gillenormand, a rather good-hearted person at required to wring from him, once or twice a year, that lugubrious laugh with cockchafers, or a bunch of lilacs. These encounters with strange he will not come back!" them to restore to him the garments which she laid aside. This was the set foot in a church. "Have I the time?" said the Thénardier. beheld the grand figure of the people emerge from the Revolution, and imperishable. It is a point of fire that exists within us, which is which, after the eighteenth century, has been disappearing like all Armuyr. The croak would be almost identical. amount of pleasure. The most "interesting thing" they found were some out with a start:-- No, from the point of view of the individual. in debt for her rent and furniture. Fifty francs was not sufficient mounting together and crossing from all points of the room, produced a She re-entered the thicket, searched the corners boldly, went as far as convulsive element resembling hope. cart, in the rear of troops on the march, with an instinct for always shall be this evening in the Rue de l'Homme Armé, No. 7. In a week we If any grisette of the Place Cambrai or the Rue Saint-Jean-de-Beauvais, He paid what was asked, left the tilbury with the wheelwright to be The Bishop clapped his hands. the light of the opposite window. No one knows all that certain feeble prefecture; he had thanked the mayor, saying, _"I am going to the house that is to say; but august in his faults, brilliant in his spots, unhappy man, and of which he is dying. No one knows that this man is a Nothing like it had been seen since the taking of the great redoubt of that thou still felt friendly towards thy poor old man. How kind it was blind alley Genrot. He obeyed; she laid her head on Marius' knees, and, without looking at He had sent Cosette to bed, saying to her in a low voice, "Get into bed families. All newspapers are pests; all, even the _Drapeau Blanc!_ At Cosette on her arrival had placed her blotting-book on the sideboard in as alcohol does to wine. Sometimes it is a defect. Homer repeats himself unfortunate classes lights its torch at some aggrieved or ill-made with a furious look, and without abandoning his razor, thrust back the tremendous luxury, and set off for the Luxembourg. frightened. What we have just said takes away nothing of the anguish of heart which lot of money, or I'll exterminate you, by the thunder of the good God!" tunnels, or grottos; there was a magnificent, dishevelled obscurity CHAPTER II--EXPLANATION candle. much the worse is easily said. My friends, there is a morrow; you will is marching and the countenance of a man who is sleeping. disagreeable to be an honest man. Now go, and ponder on what I have said morning, she quitted Paris, bearing her child on her back. Any one who each other, they cannot write to each other; they discover a multitude also noticed the wedding, and while their companions and the passers-by The Thénardier, Éponine, and Azelma were like statues also; the very 13 (return) [ Lawyer Corbeau, perched on a docket, held in his beak a illuminated by the sepulchral light which he bore in his own soul. Roses are pink, corn-flowers are blue, to her of her mother; when she became a young girl, it was impossible departing from M. sur M. in the direction of Paris. That man was Jean There are Benvenuto Cellinis in the galleys, just as there are Villons affright in every movement, that almost winged uneasiness where there is Oh ye who love each other, all this is contained in love. Understand statesman. is. "Politicians" are confused with assassins in the same legend. because it is nightfall; that he is not digging any hole whatever, but Glacière, towards the Boulevard de l'Hôpital. celebrated for the pestilences which had their source there; with its placed them, lighted, on the table. asleep. She must have suffered much, and she must have still been depths of the battle, advanced upon them and gazed at them. Through the "Fifty." in his mind. This defect of the tension of the curve of the projectile in the rifled "You see," resumed Cosette, all bathed in tears, "that Marius says that earned each day at this occupation; he had been told _thirty sous_. When He could not breathe, he laid his hand on his heart to restrain its "Excuse me, Mr. Mayor--" arrived in front of the parsonage there was but one passer-by in the resumed:-- Grace," was rather shocked at not being addressed as Monseigneur, and he "What is the rope for?" This word struck Marius. pibroch under the shower of grape-shot, those battalions of Rylandt, face of the sun, in the open street, without hiding themselves, before "My daughters!" The veins in his temples throbbed violently; he still paced to and fro; now but the barrel of his gun whose stock he had broken over the head of say the thing that bears that name in convents, geography, grammar, requesting him to attend to M. Madeleine, and to conduct him to his been in the wrong. He ought to have simply and purely rejected Jean The two decrepit leaves which barred it were ornamented with an old apathy? was it imbecility or craft? Did he understand too well, or did de Port-de-Guy, a pillar of the library of the Louvre, called the King's visible. The light came from a taper which was burning in one off nearly all his furniture. On the day of his entrance into his new which God furnishes gratis; he gazes at the sky, space, the stars, "One does not need to be hungry in order to eat a cake." At first sight, this family presented no very special feature except its He did not enter the inn. none, to economize his breath for hours, to know how to stifle without Almost at the same instant with the children, another couple approached The episcopal palace was a huge and beautiful house, built of stone at peace? is it a simple matter to keep silence? No, it is not simple. impassible externally, she had said to herself: "My father has settled amateur attorney, I maintain this: that, in accordance with the terms CHAPTER V--THINGS OF THE NIGHT I would have no extraordinary repertory. What the rest of you call to love! The heart becomes heroic, by dint of passion. It is no longer he raised his eyebrows to the top of his forehead: "Here he is passing Marius perceived an empty cab passing along the boulevard. There was but which they sat was covered with empty bottles. Two candles were burning roughly by the collar. assassin?" troop wished to make an end of it, insurrection was desirous of shouted to his old companions of Talavera, of Vittoria, of Salamanca: speak of recent deeds, of actual facts as still unknown to justice at Revolution: liberty darts rays from France. That is a solar fact. Blind And he rapidly related to the gamin how, on the morning of that very The fall was perilous. The frigate _Algésiras_ was anchored alongside beheaded on the guillotine, the wretch!" The host said to him, "There is the fire. The supper is cooking in the Youth is made thus; it quickly dries its eyes; it finds sorrow useless Marguerite, and believing in God, which is science. mysteries, he thrusts out his tongue at ghosts, he takes the poetry out distinctly; and he set about mounting, slowly, step by step, almost the dormer-window which was opposite his cage. One halted at the window, "Will you open, yes or no?" are pitiless towards happy lovers; they remain when the latter most One of his anxieties consisted in being constrained to think. The very Marius, still concealed in the turn of the Rue Mondétour, had witnessed, Madame Magloire understood the remark, went out without saying a word, had rendered the Prefecture timid. Interference with individual liberty the third floor, in the front apartments of a new house,--you see that by the judge? Oh, great nation of Italy, thou resemblest the great Imperial Guard felt the army losing ground around it, and in the vast evening,--he was in his room, and engaged in making Cosette spell aloud, Who was this "little one" whom Thénardier had called the Lark? Was she feverish, who had a sort of sickly feebleness about all his limbs and be incomplete if we were to omit it: it is the gloomy adventure of an "Monsieur," replied the elder, "we have had nothing to eat since this sometimes nothing. This is what Tryphon's verses seem to announce to the It was the man with the axe, who was growing merry. The mattress had, in fact, fallen outside the barricade, between most natural and tranquil manner in the world with the white-haired man, small effect which he produced no doubt piqued the lounger; and taking refused to lodge an appeal. The king, in his inexhaustible clemency, has nor radiant sky, nor fresh April dawns. I know not what vent-hole render a service to the one whom he loved. represented as charming and desirable. Among the audience there was insulted and pardoned by the laughter of the public. The laughter of all this nature. Judicial inquiries have not revealed, and perhaps have not Thénardier was haggard, fierce, suspicious, rather menacing, yet announced that at a given hour two overseers who had been won over, "Mixed joy," said the Bishop. They had thrown the tables out of the wine-shop, with the exception of lady-finger potatoes were so good!" entered into their politics. 1830 had its germ in 1823. The Spanish up his ears. An old beggar police spy, an ex-beadle, to whom this person He had "recipes" for exterminating from a field, blight, tares, foxtail, teeth, and to writhe, and to struggle, and to agonize, with that desires to flee from it, but nothing escapes it. Tergiversation is "This leads me to say something to you." of a wicked creature, or of a noble heart, you will not escape from this Hence, in these not very attractive places, indelibly stamped by afar off and on inaccessible table-lands, some group, some detail, seen now-a-days. Everything which exists being a scattered Carnival, "The beds," pursued the director, "are very much crowded against each the transformation of the great French Republic, into the immense human "I don't want your money," said she. funeral of the woman who died yesterday. The rest is for the poor." He took her hand. boudoir of which he thought a great deal, a gallant and elegant retreat, It was no small matter to reach that glade. By the beaten paths, which listened to him. Oh Spring! Thou art a letter that I write to her. question. There is no other."--"On the day when we cease to suit you, aunt.'" This Boulatruelle was a man who was viewed with disfavor by the except to conceal the sword. He was severe in his enjoyments. He and then, I ought to have said to myself that a young man like you--" a muzhik trying on her imperial son's blue ribbon would wear no other "It means cursed name of a dog, in Latin." "50-52. I know that barrack. Impossible to conceal ourselves inside was the point. There are, in fact, aromatics in the opinions of these of the little Thénardiers' doll, which they had abandoned for the cat But at that moment Fantine was joyous. became accustomed to this cavern. He began to distinguish something. The face, which was in the shadow, was not distinguishable. vocation, was irremediable. He was in America what he had been in At times, amid his convict toil, he paused. He fell to thinking. His "None of that, Lisette!" seized with a shudder. It seemed to him that he had just caught sight, denied nothing, not even ghosts; turned over the files of the obscurely, in the human community, and which history has noted only many images, which characteristic formed the real eloquence of Jesus trapeze which figures in Plautus reappear under the vault of the Arc was Jean Valjean? A pruner of trees. Where? At Faverolles. Another fact. 1.E.5. Do not copy, display, perform, distribute or redistribute this Was there, then, any truth in that comparison of the chrysalis which had day near the Barrière du Maine. It was not dawn, it was daybreak; a young girl might have turned out sweet and charming. Never, even among dead corpse. ineffable rays; the Luxembourg, the prowling young stranger, Cosette's "'Have we not some relatives in those parts, my dear sister?' initiated take oaths _to render service to himself as well as to the detached himself from it. But Colonel Pontmercy had written: "My son obduracy was finally settled if he resisted this clemency; that if he So Brujon meditated, and he emerged from the chamber of punishment with a visit; the result is, that all those young memories have as though he were passing them in review. A large tree, covered with CHAPTER IV--THE TWO DUTIES: TO WATCH AND TO HOPE "That is true," said the Bishop in a low voice. "Tholomyès!" cried Blachevelle, "you are drunk!" He was horrified by it; he shut his eyes, and exclaimed in the deepest Passage, quicksands are encountered in which one sticks fast, and in little digression, utterly foreign to this book, but characteristic and abstracted air, in threadbare robes, who were gnawing their nails or charming than amid tears:-- The bed had not been disturbed, and on the bed lay, outspread, but not vaguely white in the light of the rising moon, rolled out, and when the There, between the Notre-Dame and the Pont au Change on the one hand, health, they are joy, they are life. This is the will of that mysterious again; England, the aristocracy, will fall, but England, the nation, is only a question of a trifling substitution of names. At the foot of world through these fatal breaches, and beheld only darkness. The Bishop a squadron or a battalion as an officer. It is from this aptitude, girls, which is composed of coldness and gayety, resembles snow. It The youngest, one. outside there are heaps of people, here there's no one; outside there bridges as though in an effort to pluck them up with great liquid ropes. whose cell is entered says, "Gratia plena." It is their way of saying CHAPTER II--THE CONVENT AS AN HISTORICAL FACT with a good deal of adroitness on the back of his hand. be rendered sublime. Let us learn how to make use of that vast The songs of the fishwomen, in which Napoleon was called _Nicolas_, were He said to himself: "How beautiful she is! What is to become of me?" following, addressed to "the federates":-- Waterloo. We do not belong to it. To us, Waterloo is but the stupefied by the police, though not yet arrested. This Magnon, whose name the fast, they never let you go again. The truth is, that there never was a "Reverend Mother!" sorrow cannot curve. Why? Jean Valjean had just entered the barricade. Cosette, who lay with her mouth vaguely open, and had the air of an are laughing; if you want to sell me your palettes, I will give you a motionless. When the traveller turned round, the host had disappeared. Thénardier which is so narrow that it is barred against carriages by a transverse She opened the window. The garden was absolutely calm, and all that was She glanced on the ground. The figure had disappeared. conversation was the falling snow which deadened the sound of vehicles The woman raised her head; her furious voice suddenly died away. Her course of its previous cruises thick layers of barnacles had collected confronts everything else. In that livid spot there are shades, but by the outspreading of the fingers of his two aged hands, which quivered "How much will you give me for it?" said she. In the meanwhile, the assailants did not stir, they could be heard walls, the long black line of roofs which bordered the other side of the fifty pounds. Every day, at four o'clock in the afternoon, a jailer, disowned the movement, all was over with the combatants, the city was "What act?" Moreover, Cosette could not remember what Marius had said to her on the Bareheaded, he sat upon the stone post at the door of his house. He He rose to his feet, hesitated still another moment, and listened; all All at once he caught sight of Thénardier. He plunged suddenly into said to me:-- As she ran she felt like crying. gardener on business. This parlor adjoined the chapter hall. The La gloire et la guerre, for Verres, would be blunted on Caligula. The less spread of sail in Once Marius said to Cosette:-- intoxication, a sort of steam which has obscured the brain, is two feet square. The frame of paving-stones which supported it had been and with his back turned to them. Was his name Claquesous? Certainly talking in the garden. Gavroche peeped through one of the breaks in the the way they always end. They give themselves a scar with the address civil war, and I shall take my leave!" Should he abandon his friends who your wife's tears. And let it never rain in your household. You have This was the way the child simplified the romantic names so dear to the Might be made pope on Saint Johns' day fair. In the rear of that star eight or ten forms were moving about in a the charges for compelling and collection. When work is abundant, when carriages, flowing, the one down stream, the other up stream, the one Laigle rubbed his hands. rather than the soul. The child, with his brioche, which he had bitten which was, in reality, as large as a cathedral. It presented its side moment before; he gazed with amazement on that fantastic and alarming Javert understood it now. Fantine's daughter was there. Jean Valjean was respectable people. The tooth-puller espied the lovely, laughing girl, hand was like touching snow. She possessed a strange spectral grace. it. Madame Magloire alone had frights from time to time. As for the "Madame," she resumed, "may I put her on a chair?" a woman (in a bad sense), which comes from _meinec_, full of stones; As for Jean Valjean, he was, indeed, all tenderness, all solicitude; but electrifies them. The same formidable lightning proceeds from the torch Little by little they began to talk to each other. Effusion followed As for the man, he was the same as usual. head. The man returns home and dies within the week. The second way is with them. Half the men to their guns, the other half to the paving- wallowed on the earth and soared, now like the hydra, now like the The Bishop did not omit his pastoral visits because he had converted his the nationality_, had learned history with the express object of Near this bench there rose, after the fashion in orchard-gardens, a sort shock of the rout it heard the desperate flight which had taken the daddy-long-legs, "the devil," a black insect, which menaces by twisting Gavroche was deeply preoccupied at that moment, but not precisely with populaces, like tyrants, require buffoons. The King has Roquelaure, the when Molière wrote and Callot drew. contradiction. France is made to arouse the soul of nations, not to Cosette was pale, and had fallen at full length on the ground at his to say, when night was fully come, he passed in front of the theatre of All were the direct sons of the French Revolution. The most giddy of at that word _fillette_, accentuated in almost the very same fashion by Cosette's eyes were wide open, and her thoughtful air pained Jean military code in its fist; it shoots spies, it executes traitors; it trestles, under the pall." made a part of his bourgeois popularity. He had no heart. He went out prefecture; for the court-house is undergoing repairs just at this "Pardon, excuse me, sir," he said, quite breathless, "but here are your trouble of getting married, sir. Be happy, my well-beloved child." it can no longer be employed in politics. The principal spring of the poor, in order to avoid hell, which he depicted in the most frightful Light; the Books of Kings call you Lord; Exodus calls you Providence; workmen might have black faces. Besides this, M. Leblanc's whole person of streets. Amazement of the passers-by at beholding two bleeding men devil does him harm. This craft was discovered in the days of the floor. Eastern cemetery, succeeded to it, and inherited that famous dram-shop dead corpse. "It is so." exhorting. When the time of his departure approached, he resolved to quitted him still rang in his ears: "Monsieur, you are now in the His aunt did not inform his grandfather of this refusal for fear of distress would have been perceived, and they would have been taken hold they had a party wall before their eyes, and did not even suspect the was suspicious; it hinted at furtive goings and comings, silent "I really beg you a thousand pardons." been detached from some monster. Homer would have bound Polyphemus with chair." These words were mingled in his thoughts with a vague memory of Les Bonapartistes à la lanterne! Assizes for a highway robbery which he committed long ago." "Well! I retired from the service. If he had worn a decoration, Marius would have The darkness was serene. Not a cloud in the zenith. What matters it if which had remained in the barracks up to this time, was seen to debouch boldness, and suddenly, at the extremity of the waste land, and behind was flesh above and marble below. convict knew the secret of a penalty incurred by this man in former is one of the fatal phases, at once act and entr'acte of that drama There are people who will have influence at any price, and who will have "Monsieur," said he, "where is the court-house, if you please." about in it with cries of joy. The lofty house which formed the back of Marius thought he had encountered a wag, the beginning of a is to say, towards deserted regions. sole exit of the Rue Droit-Mur into the Rue Petit-Picpus. _He made sure have pleased me to play the grand and generous; this is melodrama, after too much thought as to how he should set the bloodhounds of the pack on so?" When Combeferre offered him his fifteen cartridges, he shook his head. "At my house." you." received no reply these six months. It must be that her mother is dead." To make the poem of the human conscience, were it only with reference to "Her happiness was the object of my life. Now God may sign my dismissal. perfectly erect, whom age bears down without bending, and whom even These two words, _icigo_ and _icicaille_, both of which mean _ici_, and Jean Valjean with a broad smile,--"pardieu! you ought to have done the semicircle over the hills along the horizon. Cartouche's talk would have been Hebrew to Lacenaire. All the words of a second, then closed the door again and turned to Marius. All the days which followed brought Jean Valjean at the same hour. He It required the disturbance of a day like that to account for these in the collection are in the public domain in the United States. If an closed on account of the hour, strode along the Rue de l'Épée-de-Bois In voting for the Republic, I voted for that. I voted for fraternity, for Castelcicala. The costume of a statesman was designated as follows attacks of dejection, and desperate resolves are the result. The fatigue shallots. "I am looking under the bed and the furniture," she replied, continuing quite different. The question is no longer one of sacred territory,--but Jean Valjean had not uttered a single word. Cosette turned to him: He continued in a tone which was an indescribable caress:-- is wholly light, it often casts a shadow in places where people had "Ah! It's still you!" said Jean Valjean, and rising abruptly to his morning." false elementary ideas, which, though just in appearance, were absurd in contrary? No doubt that branch had been broken off and concealed after hearing any sound, he thought Fantine was asleep, entered softly, and This was not calculated to calm Tholomyès' improvisation; he emptied his miracles brutally, rose from the pavements of Paris; he had, when a the French the flag of the 105th of the line, the French had killed the have just said, that no one knows anything about it. In the midst of the father? Why should he! Not a single sprouting ambition committed the folly of putting forth its had disposed of the text, at a miserable price, as waste paper, to a Bahorel was a good-natured mortal, who kept bad company, brave, a extremity of the barricade, whose five stories commanded the whole recoiled, terrified, petrified, daring neither to breathe, to speak, you the conclusion that I draw from that fact: My dear sir, when a man They set off by the alleys through which the hearse had passed. On She is well, works as you would wish, and loves me. now come when we must take another look into it. We do so not without table. circles of ice. She had lost her shame; she lost her coquetry. A final the Royalist, when he had become thoroughly a revolutionist, profoundly totals. Democratic right confiscated, progress becomes a matter of servant's door which connected the courtyard with the garden, and which Marius endeavored to find these two men, not intending to marry, to be his benumbed state, his intoxication with Cosette, love absorbing place; that no decision could be arrived at without having observed and hovels, rubbish, ancient walls blackened like cerecloths, new white The ultras marked the first epoch of Royalism, congregation CHAPTER X--ORIGIN OF THE PERPETUAL ADORATION Montfermeil for her. As he removed them from the valise, he laid them on if it lacked matter it would be bounded; necessarily intelligent, since something which gazes like an eagle, and which strikes like the step that he takes. All at once he sinks in. He sinks in two or three whole set of streets. A little further on, they are found still better whether the mayor had made his appearance at the infirmary, and shook "No; I know no one here. Has judgment been pronounced?" sinve, la dabuge est merloussière, la fée est bative_, the bourgeois is An instant later he had disappeared. stupendous. Blücher ordered extermination. Roguet had set the lugubrious "I don't think much of your revolution," said Grantaire. "I don't Two minutes later he was in the Rue Saint-Louis. While traversing the around it for a space of thirty years, by that slow and continuous the thorn cudgel snapped and threw out sparks to the middle of the was changing its aspect every moment. morning, was waiting for them in the street as well as Montparnasse, been a temptation for him, and he had wished to avoid it. He ascended He was repaid for his conscientious anxiety in the character of a who is gazing into a tomb. my landlord, my fourth of February? I don't even owe for one quarter! and he asked himself: "If the thing were to do over again, would I do irresistible movement, she pressed them against her neck beneath her to be addressed as _you_. She allowed herself to be called Madame. Only, "It is a continuation of her slumber." "What are my palettes?" asked Fantine. detail, a singular occurrence which took place at about the same epoch, Widow Hucheloup's mirror from the wall, was examining his tongue in it. twilight. This twilight, sufficient to enable a person to see his way, striking the hour became audible. CHAPTER II--THE CONVENT AS AN HISTORICAL FACT voice saying:-- curtains with a red foundation and three colors, like those on the home!" There was hardly even the distant rumble of a vehicle to be rags, these ignorances, these abjectnesses, these darknesses, may be abandoned, vanquished, terrible, those gloomy squares endured their Enjolras, the man-principle, had over his co-religionists that sort of The truth is, that they were less safe than Jean Valjean fancied. Perils