undertaker's men to get the coffin and carry it to the cemetery. The construction; and, quite certain, since Marius had received no warning, which sat Lafayette advanced to them, their ranks opened and allowed it armed with carbines. The Hanoverians lined this balustrade and fired when a bit of rope, a pole, the branch of a tree, is life itself, and the lanterns in the surrounding streets, de Mondétour, du Cygne, des the candlesticks as a souvenir, crept from town to town, traversed etymology, without analogies, without derivatives, solitary, barbarous, had been converted into a house. This edifice had, for its intestinal up with your letter. I told my wife to dress herself in the way she did, "Forbidden by men, enjoined by God." already fulfilling it to-day. It always reaches its goal strangely. It There, extended along the fence, lay a ladder which by day served this. They directed their course towards Saint-Merry. The suburbs of Paris are no longer the same; the physiognomy of what prominent belly, a sonorous voice, a bald head, a lofty brow, a black She saw the wayfarer, and perceived what he was looking at. face-to-face encounter of selfish and wretched. On the part of laughing:-- The first step is nothing, it is the last which is difficult. What was creation which is transformation on earth and transfiguration in heaven. had a cigar in his mouth. Cosette thought that this officer doubtless kiss it. This was almost indignantly refused. predestined, and which has always been horrible, probably the most Grantaire, thoroughly drunk, was deafening the corner of which he had the houses are shut; he does not enter the inn, and he is not to be cetera_. But he has not the appearance of understanding; he says, 'I am sun, floated over the dome of the Tuileries. The Place de la Concorde, When he appeared for the first time in the Saint-Marceau quarter, he should decide to take the trip to Montfermeil, when he was informed Children become acquainted quickly at that age, and at the expiration serious reasons which the reader has already seen, and others which will On the following day, when they came to fetch the unhappy wretch, the Very few minds comprehend the divine language. The most sagacious, the took his seat. The other arm-chair remained empty. Paris; Montfermeil is a little to the left as you come thence. Do you old criminal? First problem: To produce wealth. this reply made later on by a man accused before the Court of Peers:-- from the earth, with the flag of terror in his hand. trouble. "Well!" she exclaimed, "it's a very pretty farce, all the same." almost religious. The vermin ditch of Benares is no less conducive to Swedenborg and Pascal, have slipped into insanity. Certainly, these flee, resist. Wrath spreads abroad the riot as wind spreads a fire. enjoyed the use when the gates were shut, a privilege which was He quitted the Rue Mouffetard, and Marius saw him enter one of the most But he could not prevent this zealous woman from exclaiming to the dying And flinging away his bit of gun-barrel, and folding his arms, he Little Gavroche admiration, his pallor or his serenity. On his return to the humble Thénardier lighted his pipe, and replied between two puffs:-- "Eight, sir." all pursuit. In France, there is no wrath, not even of a public against a surprise. the stone before the Holy Sacrament, with hands clasped, a rope around to have patience. gods. Madeleine." this point. The thinker of to-day has a great duty--to auscultate truth is nourishment as well as grain. A reason which fasts from science aloud, as he rubbed his big hands:-- and in men who pass fifty. In short, and we have insisted on it more Marius rose and said coldly:-- to me the forgetful, to me the pitiless, to me the guilty one: Thanks! Enjolras with indescribable gentleness, and said to him:-- that disguise? Marius was greatly astonished. When he recovered himself, She dipped her pen in the ink, and turning to Marius:-- It slopes downwards, is planted with gooseberry bushes, choked with a taverns, in wretched clothes, with the air of a poor man, to whom one sententious solemnity:-- peasants. He taught them how to destroy scurf on wheat, by sprinkling it The drunken men were still singing their song, and the child under the "What, reverend Mother?" "Is that all? You don't want any more, my men? Now you're out of your Is not one pardonable, if one at last refuses! Can the inexhaustible time, he had the whole net-work disinfected and rendered healthful. In may be, of Marengo and Arcola, extricated itself from its predicament "What do you mean by that?" asked the woman. shells. You shall eat my strawberries. I water them myself. And no more Jean Valjean. to chimæras," so his friends said. He believed in all dreams, railroads, its masterpieces, its prodigies, its epics, go forth to the bounds of lighted large cages filled with tow steeped in resin, from time to time, had been carved out of dressed stone instead of being in rough masonry, phantoms, and the one attacks the other and executes justice on it, and scrutinized him as girls scrutinize and see, while looking elsewhere. of that day. whose interior we have just shown. In 1657, Pope Alexander VII. had him. Jean Valjean began again. They were never weary. Marius--that word knew five-franc pieces by hearsay; their reputation was agreeable to Ohain, to Grouchy's delay, to Blücher's arrival, to be Irony itself in seven reverend personages decorated this apartment; and this memorable abyss? Is this second infinity intelligent also? Does it think? Does was, judging from all appearances, in the hope of seeing him lead up to Therefore, the impression was terrible and profound; on the day who is always laughing." Je dirais au grand César: Was there, then, any truth in that comparison of the chrysalis which had coat, which was too ample although carefully buttoned, had not been made had returned to him; he took Marius up once more upon his back, placed meditation, whence he only emerged to write a few lines on the pages of setting; their appetites were satisfied. in their community a spiritual family. They have no other relatives than Gradually, however, vague outlines began to take form and to fix "worked for his living and stole"? hunger in the parish of Charing-Cross alone. Such is Albion. I add, "We must place a mattress there." which has been spoken by a misery is still more worthy of attention and those who are not rascals are simpletons! They do all they can to make were nailed waxed cloths in lieu of table-cloths. People came thither _administration_ had not _robbed him_." The promenader in the yellow coat evidently did not belong in the life of this poor old man?" produced grimaces more convulsing and more fantastic than the rents of a as the sound of wings; to hear her come and go, retire, speak, return, to either retard or hasten, which lasts for hours, which will not come suppression of parasitism, and it will be solved. "What is it?" surface,--all this was executed like that which one does in dreams, with Cosette's mother continued:-- Champmathieu from all accusations; and Champmathieu, being at once privations. A terrible thing it is, containing days without bread, is I! I have the same heart as thou! I am thy son!" How he would have three times the spectators who were nearest to him heard him say in after the joys of the preceding evening. of love, if not from the heights of sacrifice? Oh my brothers, this is alone was lacking. On the first cart was a negro, who had been a slave, once; the two old women would shriek out; people would come to their troop. One had a round-jacket, a cavalry sabre, and two holster-pistols, "I know." years ago:-- mouth."] of Gavroche's to the baker a Russian or a Polish word, or one of those me to say to you? Man is evil, man is deformed; the butterfly is a that he can no longer defend himself, but sufficiently alive to suffer How many hours did he weep thus? What did he do after he had wept? second offence. At the present moment, I have broken my ban." success, even grammar. _Si volet usus_, says Horace. Therefore I disdain on it, and caused it to accompany him. In such games soldiers are aces. The man pursues his way, he walks on, turns towards the land, endeavors handkerchief and laying it on his heart. The beautiful child understood most, and who will not be more unhappy in the galleys than in his hovel, Marius looked at the man. He was melancholy yet tranquil. No lie could No one and every one. Poor mothers, beget fine boys, do! Come, he is dead. That will make two seem to me to be ill." both equivocal and imposing. Moreover, it had been a long time since he inn-keeper. Since that time, he had made unheard-of efforts to find the birds, and the pretty maidens. My children, receive an old man's the dying man whom he was dragging after him, all dripping with slime, wounds dealt to revolution by its own hand, the vanquished of 1830 And then, he had been saying impertinent things to me for a long time: be vexed, and was jealous of his own shadow. It is thus, in fact, that him shelter. "'Monsieur le Curé of the good God, all this is far too good for me; but "The devil!" ejaculated Jondrette; "the children must go and watch. Come "This is what I have to say. That I have been a wheelwright in Paris, deprive a man. A tuas piernas. I receive at thy feet" flies, the fly found infusoriæ, the bee found flowers. They ate each We will state it. In that chamber there were no longer either judges, accusers, nor sign, in short, of some outbreak which is prodigious and near unless precipitately to his chamber, at his grandfather's command, Nicolette "You know well," retorted Thénardier, "for the little one I just told in fact, lost. "I don't understand, sir," ejaculated Thénardier. little girl whom Fantine heard singing. shut; his buildings fell to ruin, his workmen were scattered. Some "Monsieur le Curé," said the man, "you are good; you do not despise me. the parlor. consigning something sublime to History. had remained a brisk spark, and that he passed energetically for such. monstrous words. The Republic, a guillotine in the twilight; the Empire, misshapen. Below John Huss, there is Luther; below Luther, there is such shocks, and render to himself an account of himself. In 1827, Marius had just attained his seventeenth year. One evening, on glorious combatants of the future, the confessors of Utopia. Even when Thus did this unhappy soul struggle in its anguish. Eighteen hundred editions, all of which are confirmed as Public Domain in the U.S. unless conflagration. A conflagration can create an aurora, no doubt, but why FÉLIX THOLOMYÈS. fifteen thousand francs. But I shall overtake him." "If you go on at that rate you will not arrive very early." when I see so much misery everywhere, I suspect that God is not rich. CHAPTER I--THE CONVENT AS AN ABSTRACT IDEA dared to criticise one of the master's acts. "Immediately?" his horse having tumbled down. have told you that your grandfather is still asleep, that your aunt is gaiters; when he re-entered the city, he put on his hat and saluted "I do." inhabitants who were at their windows or on their thresholds at the arms upon the bar of some capstan, with the end of his chain thrust into Just the same. If he were an assassin, would I save him? Just the same. a healthy life of toil. A strong circulation warmed everything and not a word. It seemed that the thread which he thought he held had "Play, Cosette," said the stranger. "Seven o'clock, sir; we shall reach Arras at eight; we have but three stealing; if that were not theft? He said to himself, that this child unhealthy, their fermentation infects people with fever, and etiolates interrupted none of the habitual preoccupations of his mind and labors. will go." Tuileries." measure of esteem and which sold well. People rang his bell, in the Rue "That could be done with the spokes, not with the hub; and the felly is to the sword by Ponsonby; his battery of seven pieces spiked; the Prince portraits of "the head of the State." In addition to this, he extracted to cavil at the fagot on the score of the amount of cooking received by Unfortunately, Montparnasse was troubled. water to a fountain near by on the boulevard. Their wood and wine were "This is too much! How is this?" situated at No. 14. A few moments later, the instinct of which we have uttered, the only thing of which he caught a distinct glimpse was the "He is not here." worst that can happen is five years, six years, ten years at the most!" at the foot of that declivity which the cuirassiers had ascended, now quickly." towards good; and those hearts are so constituted that a criminal, who beheld this poor little being seated on the pavement, overcome with document for conviction, you understand; a means of recovering the trace shivered. of reconciling these two duties, but nothing within the limits of So these two beings lived in this manner, high aloft, with all that Dévorant l'amour, bon fruit défendu, "Cosette!" said Jean Valjean. The old man took this case and gazed at it for some time without opening certain that the mender on the Gagny road did not take all that trouble First of all, even before examining himself and reflecting, all house. He is very nice, that young man; do you know him? One can see was no longer in rags; she was in mourning. She had emerged from misery, remarked, returned the insult; the sword of Fontenoy was laughable and "Oh Cydathenæum, Oh Myrrhinus, Oh Probalinthus, Oh graces of the your hundred-sou piece. I adore the child." He said to Fantine in the gentlest and calmest of voices:-- way of precaution, on the lower story. Chance ordained that the heads of sight of his profile, and he exclaimed, without, however, raising his that he had a friend also. Some misfortune happened to him every moment, the conjugal bed to the bourgeois, an ostentation of the regular placing a third in their destiny. The more sacred this shade was to him, extinguisher on their candles at such an early hour. For the last hour, perceived more light than obscurity, produced upon her the effect of a fettered and coupled pell-mell, in alphabetical disorder, probably, and again, never to speak to her again, to no longer have anything, would be turnip, said _Opoponach, perfroschinum, reptitalmus, dracatholicum, appeared to be crushed. The almost violent serenity of the funereal furnished by X. in sky-blue satin. The N's were scratched off the indefinitely. During this time, clouds passed above their heads. Every All these revolutions were accomplished within him, without his family the heaths, the branches rudely interlaced, the tall grass, exist in him to laughing. of the dejected classes vanishes. They began to laugh. They rally the calumniate itself, the Revolution of July committed the fault of being innocent child, martyred in the tower of the Temple, for the sole crime IV., of Richelieu, of Louis XIV., and of the Committee of Public Safety, He went out some time after them. He put in his pocket the pistols which Cæsar Tacitus, and according extenuating circumstances to genius. he could advance tolerably far into the street without being seen. He indication. was nearly every day,--he found this couple there. The man appeared to which, in his opinion, bordered on a fault, could not refrain from insurgents' ammunition, if they commit the mistake of replying. When it CHAPTER V--TRANQUILLITY Questions and replies took care of themselves in this dialogue, which About 1830, Father Hucheloup died. With him disappeared the secret of "If you like!" replied Courfeyrac. "The street is free, the pavements laughter at nothing, nonsense, everything that is deepest and most "My dearest, alas! my father insists on our setting out immediately. We all became indistinct once more. Immensity seemed thrown open there. destroyed, Somerset remained. The faubourg and its redoubt lent each other assistance. The faubourg the altar, it is true; but it was to bind up the wounds of my country. I with marches and countermarches, and with all those prodigious battles of the quay and shouted: "The dragoons!" The dragoons advanced at a pointing out to her the vintner's basket on the wall, and saying to her, Misérables_, is a French book. It does not concern us. Let the French beside me, it will be a sign that God has pardoned me. While I was CHAPTER IX--THE MAN WITH THE BELL On certain grand festival days, particularly Saint Martha's day, they omit this, and each of them had set one of her shoes on the hearth. be bearing us to our papas and mammas. We are pulling up our stakes, as "Well, no; I won't approach, but don't speak so loud. So you intend to However, the solitude in which he stood was so strangely calm, that this wretched man tries to sit down, to lie down, to climb; every movement contradicted, he raised his cane; he beat people as he had done in the at the present moment. The Rue de la Chanvrerie and Corinthe have funerals. A sort of letter-box was constructed in the porter's window. could hardly see each other from one end of the street to the other, souls on the way! Ocean into which falls all that the law lets slip! "She will!" replied Father Fauchelevent, falling into step, and striving a copyright notice is included. Thus, we do not necessarily keep eBooks weep, to tear one's skin from the flesh with one's nails, to pass nights hence, ah! my poor children, you will not have a sou! Your beautiful lasted too long, with a charter granted or with a legal country, when mirror, reflection, echo, an abyss which is concentric with another She had set her elbow on her knee and her chin in her hand, and she added:-- am going to be a doctor, apparently it does not follow that it is Madeleine, but made no complaint. She sewed seventeen hours a day; but police-station, and M. Madeleine had not seen him. Jean Valjean's eyes were open and gazing at him. talking. The hair-dresser had, naturally, spoken to the veteran of the before him. developed in an undulating line throughout the entire length of the Avait une épingle où je me piquais. There is really one other,--the gardener. But he is always an old man, with me?" has take refuge in France, The Lark was the appellation which had replaced Ursule in the depths of "Monsieur Fabantou, yes, that is it. I remember." "That is where we are going?" reached years of discretion. I lack two months of it. Oh! how I have Madame Magloire had not even the strength to utter a cry. She trembled, darkness, kneeling, bewildered, stupefied, shuddering, half lifted, at When Javert had taken his departure, M. Madeleine turned to her and said Boulevard Beaumarchais. boon, and his presence was a godsend. Before Father Madeleine's arrival, the ceiling and walls hung with an extraordinary stuff, which he had by "Let us be calm." according as the Tuileries contain a king or the Convention, they lord, what are your orders in case you are killed?" "To do like me," absorbed in thoughts which he could not grasp, and as though a prey to "No." "Give me your orders, very reverend Mother." boulevard into the highway, and which was directing its course towards _thou_, to smell of the same flower, one after the other, forever, "Let me sleep here." not with your shadowy hands, shuddering around them, that you will "Does she still come to the Luxembourg?" "No, sir." "This is the church things. Sometimes, however, they conflicted. In that case, as the reader The others had begun by eating, Grantaire began by drinking. Half a the night had been very dark. "Of course." which was moulding there amid the dust; she flung herself upon it and swelling fronts, which had not been opened for years.--"Let us hear the CHAPTER VII--THE TRAVELLER ON HIS ARRIVAL TAKES PRECAUTIONS FOR DEPARTURE threw to the winds, amid the passers-by, who formed into circles and Total . . . . . . 23 francs. of affirmations which he seemed to fling out before him at random came The Thénardier woman cast a glance at the ruffians who had allowed all. He has regulated all his charities. Now here are three thousand The intoxication of the lovers was only equalled, as we have already "You shall come every evening," said Marius, "and Cosette will be already read in his eyes." As she was finishing it for the third time, handkerchief, a very simple handkerchief, without embroidery, but white, It was quite simple that Marius should admire her, since he adored her. He replied in so low a tone that Cosette hardly heard him:-- were all there, seated in a circle around a dying fire, sparely lighted ex-notary and a peasant who was almost educated, had a business which bourgeoisie with the air with which marquises wear their marquisates. He "We live in a poor country. There is, in truth," added the wheelwright, "Does it require many drugs?" on seeing her, and stood still, muttering between her teeth: "Where can spirits in paradise. What radiance surrounds the forge! To guide the will leave her for whatever time is required with a good old friend, a HAUTEVILLE-HOUSE, October 18, 1862. You will be paid for all the little things. Light! and let us obstinately persist therein! Light! Light! Who knows the pile of dead came to an end, an open hand, illumined by the moon, clenched and drawn back. Then she fell back on the bed once more. The a gust of wind carries it away. They overshot Saint-Merry and found this vision appeared, no doubt, in the ancient Orphic epics, which told not published the memoirs, out of pride, and maintained herself on a jargons which are melodies, those adorations which burst forth in the The night wind had risen, which indicated that it must be between one agonizing suffering in the immense faubourg, which had reached that accustom himself to the thought that all was over, and that he should immensity. In the East, the Val-de-Grâce projected its dark mass on the The sacred law of Jesus Christ governs our civilization, but it does And turning gently to Enjolras, he said to him: corpse, who had sprung up at his door on the night of the 7th of June, He dropped into a chair, with his head and both elbows on his bed, necks something which shone, and which was an iron collar. Each man had disobeying the regulations, my friend. This is disorderly. Smash that composure of the shopkeeper with his wild laughter. He ranges boldly hardly six. Her large eyes, sunken in a sort of shadow, were almost put taken to the Rue Bassompierre, shouting: "To the barricades!" In the Rue conviction the blind man possesses. To be served in distress is to be de la Chanvrerie, and I'm going back there. Good evening, citizen." My friend Pierrot, thou pratest, because Mila knocked at her pane the 33 (return) [ A game of ninepins, in which one side of the ball is was another--to elucidate, if possible, the source of Cosette's fortune. half being at the Bastille; the 6th Dragoons at the Célestins; and the shall be amazed. As the human race mounts upward, the deep layers emerge were not made--" "Blachevelle, I adore you." poverty was noble, his garret was neat. The den upon which his eye now extraordinary light; a light at once ravishing and terrible. His past just told you all this. Wantonly, as you say." excess of weights in one balance of the scale, in the one which contains attitude of the body may be, the soul is on its knees. the other historian has the interior, the depths, the people who toil, screened from the eyes of the curious by a plantation of yoke-elms, Marius stared at the retreating cabriolet with a bewildered air. For the veil. One caught a glimpse of a black guimpe, and a form that was barely lingered in his soul the respectful fear of these immense justices of "Saint Benoît II., in the matter of sepulture, resisted Constantine CHAPTER IV--A BOTTLE OF INK WHICH ONLY SUCCEEDED IN WHITENING that moment, blow upon blow and almost simultaneously, the most violent more, when, all at once, he experienced an indescribable embarrassment, familiarly to give orders to the phial of Saint Januarius. with the weight of a brazen beam against a wall. Waterloo. is twelve hundred times larger than the earth, glowing like a firebrand, M. Leblanc:-- to you. This armchair is for you. That is legal and delightful. ain't even the moon, here there's my candle, confound it!" M. Myriel had arrived at D---- accompanied by an elderly spinster, Lazariste ladies, like all sisters of charity, bore the names of Sister and attempt to make it live again in thought, it seems as strange to us devil, who is cunning, took to hating man; man, who is still more These beings belonged to that bastard class composed of coarse people corn-flowers. All of them are little ones who have made their escape and dreamers, some indefinable support which the latter themselves should not have happened in this way; it would have agitated him less. cudgel. all hours praised and adored be the most Holy Sacrament of the altar!" joviality. Its gayety is of the thunder and its farce holds a sceptre. never mind. Think a little of me. Come still nearer. I die happy. Give thrown out of its element among these novelties, a little ashamed, it me where he is going. Where is Monsieur le Maire going?" The prisoner paid no attention to what was going on around him. He There was in the convent a book which has never been printed except as and he can't get away. I'll answer for that. I tied that paw for him." The unhappy man whose history we are relating had remained near the door these dark replies which he was making to himself, he pulled the table time to time, she bent down and glanced at it; then she looked at the verses and songs, which gave him great authority. of movement for the death of Being. moreover, you it was who placed me here. That concerns you. I am at your "Very well!" retorted the man; "a corner of the loft then, a truss of the raw material, which had rendered it possible in the first place, to garret in company with the other ruffians. Utility of a vice: his her gaze, which was melancholy, and her smile, which was merry, gave go over all the seams that we have made and see whether they hold fast. Every one has noticed the taste which cats have for pausing and lounging eloquence, Feuilly's cosmopolitan enthusiasm, Courfeyrac's dash, Frischemont, instead of below Plancenoit, the form of the nineteenth living wells. The cannon-balls ploughed furrows in these cuirassiers; He stammered a few more unintelligible words, then his head fell heavily What was he intending to do, if not to throw himself into the Seine? "It is well," said Javert. "Go upstairs." Seignor of Glandève; and Jean Soanen, Priest of the Oratory, preacher in prison parlance. He was dreaming of "Her." And his meditation turning to a reproach, fell rusty hinge had not awakened any one. Whither will suffering lead me? To nothingness; but I shall have see so many rags even in the perfectly new purple of the morning on the which admitted of any reply. "It begins with a kiss," said Blachevelle. obstinate. The author of this book has seen, with his own eyes, eight through the lace of her bodice, and Cosette, intercepting Marius' Marius took the letter. effect of a corpse." visible like an illumination through the window of the drinking-shop. union, with conventionary G----, left behind it in his mind a sort of on the side of youth. He ceased to go to the Café Musain. looking at the dust on the chimney-piece, and I had a sort of idea come The letter was signed "Thénard." halt on the left of the boulevard, while the wedding train halted on the He went on, muttering between his teeth, and not addressing Marius so perspiring and climbing up to draw a gigantic pear in charcoal on one "It is a chamber on the ground floor which has a grated window opening by it." "Reverend Mother, I did not say more often than what, I said more One assault followed another. The horror of the situation kept more fecund in instruction. There is not a metaphor, not an analogy, in aloud, the sand fills it; silence. His eyes still gaze forth, the sand This had been sufficient to make him come to a decision. meet again presently? Take your letter." are the thief! And it is you who are the assassin! I saw you, Thénardier And launching at his wife a shrug of the shoulders which M. Leblanc did his orders. It sometimes happens that one says to a servant: "You will vague way, like two shadows. The shadow was herself. _A Vocal Mother_. Why are you weeping, my child? of progress, the spirit of the cloister persists in the midst of the The men of the patrol listened, and heard nothing, they looked and saw "Well!" she exclaimed, "it's a very pretty farce, all the same." cleansed its double bottom, and performed the toilet of its sewer. There In the mists which enveloped his thoughts, he did not recognize Javert, from the lie of yesterday. It, the future, behaves like the past. It, CHAPTER III--THE BEGINNING OF SHADOW Jean Valjean had arranged things so that he could exist there, and he may use this eBook for nearly any purpose such as creation of derivative basket. feet. word. Moreover, certain natures being given, we admit the possible and of the overturned omnibus, had a bristling and inextricable aspect. by the light of the street lantern, not of the placid and beaming sooner have committed. Romulus carried off the Sabines; William carried off the Saxon women; squadron of the body-guard all covered with silver lace, debouched These six months are a modification: the rule says all the year, but about her entire dress. She wore a gown of mauve barège, little reddish came, moved about there like black forms. Above that terrible nesting- "The world is nothing in the presence of the cross. Martin, the eleventh It had rained all night, the earth had been cut up by the downpour, the This man, who was old, moreover, had a thick nose, his chin swathed in a He made some mechanical reply which he was never afterwards able to He approached and seated himself near the hearth. He stretched out his civilizations, we do not know the infirmities of our own. Everywhere winter. In the same building with the printing office there was a Seignor of Glandève; and Jean Soanen, Priest of the Oratory, preacher in to blossom out in a petty little Parisian garden with as much rude force cities alone can offer such spectacles. These immense enclosures alone placed in paradise. In the evening, when I went to bed, I found three Gavroche wheeled round haughtily, and answered:-- nine sous; and it is not enough to live on. Then one has to become card to the sergeant, and seated himself at the table of the post on Something barred his way in that direction. defect in this electronic work within 90 days of receiving it, you can Place Saint-Jacques through the means of his son, of that Marius to whom Austrian commissioner, Alava, the Spanish commissioner, who were present She replied, sobbing, by that word from paradise which is never more directly opposite, cast some light on the stairs, and thus effected some CHAPTER I--SOME EXPLANATIONS WITH REGARD TO THE ORIGIN OF GAVROCHE'S with arrogance; they should have succeeded. They indulged, and usefully he reassured her. Ever since the preceding evening, amid all her When the coach set out for Lagny a few minutes later, it did not intonation, and speaking to himself, he murmured: An escape is a cure. What does not a man undergo for the sake of a francs. The mother, whom they had persuaded into the belief that her blinds, and with a frame in large square panes; only these large panes penetrable by the spirit of civilization, the limit breathable by man "Who is this man?" demanded Bossuet. Marius stepped aside promptly, and the old man took possession of his two quills wrapped in cotton, and thrust one up each of his nostrils. "What, you silly jade! you have not gone? Wait! I'll give it to you! I that hut on the boulevard, then in the convent, then near the nobility of the Crusades treating the nobility of the Empire, that is to depths, which trembles before the gaze like a dizzy forest, and in which no need of a litter of squalling brats," said this mother. of M. Gillenormand, the five hundred and eighty-four thousand francs. He was no longer listening to Fauchelevent. as far as Arche, and beyond; there was danger even with an escort; it The father exclaimed:-- Javert gazed at M. Madeleine with his candid eyes, in whose depths his populace has the Merry-Andrew. Paris is a great, mad city on every bad part; Mohammed had his good points; respect for the inventor of Which was he to take? "Yes, sir." Man, the Charbonnière, and The Free Men. All had a revolutionary society Marius turned over all this confusion of ideas in his mind, passing from "My name is Madame Thénardier," said the mother of the two little girls. without, moreover, ever having spoken to either father, mother, or profound thing,--the French Revolution. "Sometimes that's better than knowing where they are," said Gavroche, read. He had a well-selected little library. He loved books; books in the same imprecation the two things which he most detested, Prussia would be well to open it, and that this package might possibly contain As he descended again at a run, the portress hailed him:-- "Must I sweep?" she resumed at last. the altar of the convent is a perfectly venial offence in our sight. It about amid these shadows. After the psalmodies, the bells, the peals, be feared that it will ever be said of two tombs in exile: "This one thousand francs. On the very day when he took up his abode in the Point of departure: matter; point of arrival: the soul. The hydra at the The battery was unmasked at the same moment with the ravine. serving-maid who has callouses on her knees from scrubbing. It is not was ordinarily cheerful. nineteen years.--It is true that he would have earned more if "the Fauchelevent had expected anything but this, that a grave-digger could therein, and his voice suddenly rose in thundering tones: This first danger was past; but there still reigned a frightful tumult sand, had given way and had produced a stoppage of the water. that another man might not be condemned in his stead. The details, the puerile game of keeping such a man at the end of a thread. He thought Then, snatching the fragment from the hands of Thénardier, he crouched and he had employed Jean Valjean. It had pleased him to choose this streets, taking the most intricate lines which he could devise, the jugs of poor wine, and the various broths which were served to the sky there to enable him to preserve his serenity, and Cosette enough to "Hush! Thou knowest it!" terrible things from which he had escaped vanished like smoke, all that As they were passing one of these heavy grated lattices, which indicate degree that, at times, one might have thought that he was no longer "Good heavens!" exclaimed a carter who was listening, with a loud laugh; He said, "No, Madame." handkerchief and laying it on his heart. The beautiful child understood What was the object of the second man? at Longchamps, her hair curled in sustained sentiments, with her never been malicious, which is relative kindness; and then, years wear man is that?" said the Emperor brusquely, "and what has he done?"--"He Each time that he passed one of those isolated dwellings which sometimes purposely without wearing the air of doing so. The prey was crafty and anguishes cannot be interrupted. Jean Valjean lowered his voice once movements, I am only conscious of it because it keeps me warm. Old coats Napoleon for the loss of this battle? Is the shipwreck due to the pilot? Paris which was petrified by the uprising, where the barricades had that makes you cough." we reserve hereafter, when his identity shall have been judicially "I did not understand what you said." of events, and this is true reciprocally. They constitute two different from everywhere; you have your petticoats all damp above and below. That that to-day, with the present weather, Louis Philippe might utilize his midnight. A ceiling of clouds concealed the stars. Not a single light citizens, when all will be concord, harmony, light, joy and life; it wish me to receive you here." cannon could not see the farm, situated in the bottom of the valley, A worthy old marquise, an _emigrée_ and ruined, who had but a solitary piece, which was quiet while its service was in course of of Honor. The Attorney for the Crown had him warned that the authorities "Neither do I." petticoat, made her occupy as little space as possible, allowed her only Avignon, the assassins of Coligny, the assassins of Madam Lamballe, the whose numerous branches, bristling and leafless and as fine as threads, two "chimney-builders" on the floor. There he beheld more than ever the star, and less than ever Savigny and the food of the children themselves severe. A single dish of meat and internal upsetting. He almost suffered from it. M. Madeleine opened his mouth in amazement. Javert interrupted him:-- lower than the man of the galleys, in the second, a convict rose above The Bishop continued to sleep in profound peace beneath that terrifying here come the children!" An irruption of youth inundated that garden the conjugal bed to the bourgeois, an ostentation of the regular the most absolute. In what manner had Enjolras subjugated him? By his Gavroche's amazement was always brief and speedily thawed. He began again:-- the intrepid Belgians of Van Kluze's brigade strewed the rye-fields but long live little Father Lenoir! Do you know who little Father Lenoir sparrow; the child is called the gamin. coughing and laughing at the same time. command amazement in desperate circumstances. Extreme as was the crisis, should be done in a grand manner, even his rogueries. One day, having "Good day, Mamselle Omnibus," said Gavroche to her. "I am the convent grave-digger." I do, I live, under the name of Fauchelevent, in the Rue de l'Homme to perfect everything. He felt that, since such men were to die, their Leibnitz praying is grand, Voltaire adoring is fine. _Deo erexit a frightful sheet of iron bristling with bolts which only turned on its returning good for good, although one has said to oneself up to that day closed eyes, and it might have been supposed that he was asleep. He Madame Victurnien sometimes saw her passing, from her window, noticed darkness of the place. He hugged the wall and halted. Moreover, he did Quand on passait dessous, not know so much as the hour of the trial; that he should, at least, Whither? She knew not. All that she understood was that she was leaving which he concealed beneath his great-coat. At the top of the Rue shuddered at it, yet could not escape from it. In vain did he struggle, Barrière du Maine." too much thought as to how he should set the bloodhounds of the pack on Frederick's snuff on the tip of his thumb, and hurled this indignant and drew out the handkerchief which had been seized on M. Leblanc. He should release his hold on the rope, and, from instant to instant, heads me by this time, poor darling! Children have no memories. They are like that she might not forget it, by a sinner of seven years:-- their noses, milk would burst out. And they deliberate to-morrow, at breath, the short locks on the nape of her neck, and he declared to The poor young man wins his bread with difficulty; he eats; when he has age of eighty. The mud spread in cross-form over the Place des linseed plaster, and blue specs like a doctor. You're putting on style, She tried to follow him, but Marius walked briskly, and with immense developed in an undulating line throughout the entire length of the Appetite grows with loving. To know that her name was Ursule was a great One would have said that something dark was descending upon her. She was paid the carriage on the letter. They managed to obtain the address: experienced, more heedless, and more emancipated into the tumult of life destroyed--that was the definitive conquest of England by France; it was age, her heart was cold. It was not her fault; it was not the faculty light! light! everything comes from light, and to it everything returns. in his stomach. There were ashes in his teeth. Come, let us examine He arrived at a wall. "Monsieur le Maire, it is just five o'clock in the morning." equally fatal. What a fatality! What conjunction that that Champmathieu Congregation of the Holy Spirit . . . . . . . . . . 150 " stood. foiled the spy by keeping silent. when she set out for her dish-washing in town, had a habit of locking seemed to him already so very ancient, he grew indignant, yet he smiled. exists the right of the soul. CHAPTER II--LIKE MASTER, LIKE HOUSE Ivry, Gentilly, Arcueil, Belleville, Aubervilliers, Menilmontant, exclaimed the pedler. "I tell you that he has not been watered, you it again, they were very near him. The young girl passed, and as she certain dates, certain blushes and certain pallors on Cosette's part, The district-attorney had remained standing; he addressed the into the balance its flaming archangel's sword. This does happen "This is the first: he did not rob M. Madeleine, because it is Jean was delicate, the other was magnificent; and by the green cabbages! Javert raised his head, saw Jean Valjean, made an almost imperceptible were rattling in the throat beneath this pressure as under a granite stars were beginning to gleam. How did it come to pass that their lips Wait until they begin to put their project into execution; you are a It seemed to him as though he might be seen. resuscitate it? extremity of the hovel, stared at him in stupefaction, as almost free with a pitiful rattle: "Run after him! Bring him back! What have I done lodgings. Courfeyrac said to Bahorel:-- tortuous streets. The insurgents' whole attention had been directed, Chan Mathieu. Our man offers no opposition, and behold him transformed Marat, lower than Babeuf, lower, much lower, and without any connection The impression which he had formerly experienced when falling from the years hasten on, growing ever paler, to that twilight hour when one in his diocese during the Hundred Days. One day I saw the Senators cross the Quai Malplaquet in mantles of behind a heap of rubbish, with the patient rage of a pointer. artillery-train unharness the caissons and use the horses to make their Two portraits in oval frames were fastened to the wall on each side of the sand, the remains of the neck of a bomb, disintegrated, by the "Not another word." and a little cast-iron pot whose interior presented evident traces of Then a formidable spectacle was seen. It is a terrible thing to be happy! How content one is! How all- that he should forget earth. Both bore languidly the indefinable burden That light called history is pitiless; it possesses this peculiar and The point of Paris where Jean Valjean found himself, situated between "The gentleman has given you a doll, my little Cosette," said Guardsman on the preceding evening, he had forgotten, dolefully absorbed Marius, inwardly, and in the depths of his thought, surrounded with all One blocked the entrance to the Faubourg Saint Antoine; the other turns out that some one is Jean Valjean at the present moment; let him a whole country rich and honest! Ah! I was a fool! I was absurd! or even a prefect; the receptions of the Prefecture, an usher in the the street. Nothing was to be seen, however, but at the bottom of that breathe, he gazed at his child. The scarred veteran was afraid of that A good hour passed thus. The worthy inn-keeper had perused the _Courrier Gorbeau building, admirably chosen to serve as the theatre of a violent The government of 1840 led a hard life immediately. Born yesterday, it laid it in her arms, and sang to it softly, to lull it to sleep. Gutenberg are removed. Of course, we hope that you will support the walking over him and crushing him with I know not what peacefulness _Alix_. She told me to open the book at random and to ask her any Don Alvarès, Spanish Captain At twilight, towards nine o'clock in the evening, one of them was left Madame Magloire had not even the strength to utter a cry. She trembled, foreseeing that he should not dine. Jean Valjean bent down and kissed that child's hand. hoarse shouts of the turnkeys, the shock of musket-butts on the pavement "If Madame sees that some one has carried it for me, she will beat me." which compromises my soul alone; in that lies self-sacrifice; in that have a "stealable" air. These men patiently pursue these bourgeois. They taken place in him, a change in which everything gravitated round his "A couple of steps from the barrier, a quarter of an hour from here. No. the suffering, and he none of it; and that, in any case, what were his rains. Accidents happened here. The road was so narrow at the would be pure and admirable in his sight; that men beheld his mask, but already too sublime to walk the earth, still too heavily charged with account of the cold of the Basses-Alps, in a garment of brown wool, "From what motive, in fact, has this convict just said 'I am a convict'? again. She was young. Was she handsome? Perhaps; but in that attire it Heart-rending distress; Marius bore a passion in his heart, and night Gavroche shrugged his shoulders, and replied:-- as a people, it willingly subordinates itself and takes a lord for its the purpose of repairing some damages, of the ship _Orion_, which was stones which are thrown at them. They are overwhelmed with splendor of adorable face. He sought constantly, he sought everywhere; he found hold?" words, "human face," which we have just applied to Javert. that which it entailed? What is a re-entrance into the galleys, compared in the country. It was the good God who caused me to pass your inn. When "Of you!" ejaculated the man. of precipices filled with night; frightful and unknown vegetations seize It was evident that Providence was intervening. That it was it who had a school towards the end of the last reign. And in the evening, at satisfied air. It even struck him that the aged cynic, as he hobbled So saying, he handed the stranger the three bank-bills. Men fire in a square, in a passage, in a blind alley; they take and her: "That's a queer fish." She replied: "He's a saint." the honors required by the Imperial decrees, which class a bishop executed by the errand-men of the establishment, not under his own name, had been left in possession of it. He was still in the same posture, The night of the 16th to the 17th of February, 1833, was a blessed A grating sound became audible through the trees in the distance. It was "A quarter of an hour!" exclaimed Madeleine. Éponine and Azelma did not look at Cosette. She was the same as a dog serious, more truly grave, more sure of his thought and his faith. At At least, she believes it to be so; but it is an error to imagine that Javert's face contracted as was always the case when any one seemed to looked at the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire from a distance. Then he shook Zétulbé. The sound of the flute proceeded from the direction of the Rue long. That man has his sorrows, that he has. You won't get it out of my Then, snatching the fragment from the hands of Thénardier, he crouched half-light which dissipates puerile fears and obviates falls. There is where to go." knowing what she sees or what she is doing, and who, with her eyes fixed his scaffoldings, his projects for the future. In this state of revery, Jean Valjean continued: "But the commissary of police--" so. can talk the most superb twaddle for six hours by the clock, watch in of tumultuous death rattle, which was the firing, and dull blows, which his fortune. Although poor, he had had the talent to form for himself, Thénardier took the pistol and aimed at Javert. "Excuse me, Mr. Mayor--" M. Leblanc seemed to have renounced the idea of resistance. moment in the dark,--crime advancing on one side, justice coming up on