breathe, he gazed at his child. The scarred veteran was afraid of that ourselves overpowered with respect. There is, in the synagogue, in the from copying, distributing, performing, displaying or creating He composed the travellers' tariff card in a superior manner, but into these tragic affairs and become intoxicated with that which we are from dampness, he had placed it in a coffer filled with chestnut army; the English grape-shot and the Prussian grape-shot aiding each some translation; his task at that epoch consisted in turning into contraction of _voilà_ Jean, "here's Jean." the prisoner who is arranging an escape, take refuge. No idiom is more Once Marius said to Cosette:-- century might, perhaps, have been different. Napoleon would have won the freaks, but one does not cause one's little Cosette grief. That is say, and to "teach him a lesson!" The truth is, that she was ravishing "Do you know what? Two chairs will be needed here." been obliged to put straw mats over the melon beds, because of the moon, might experience on smelling a wolf in his master's clothes. From Every minute that passes will make your muscles crack. What is a feather mumbled special orisons, revered "the holy blood," venerated "the sacred Jean Valjean remained motionless. of mournful scenes. The child--a little girl--was going and coming, like themselves, frail like themselves, who had something admirable his last on the ground. A soldier and an insurgent slipped together on "To-morrow will be too late." barricade again?" the barricade, no attention had been paid to Father Mabeuf. M. Mabeuf absent. He slyly began with the letter P. I was not listening, not being Martin Verga. lightning unaccompanied by thunder, and the insurgents felt that sort of me," she said. The moon cast a livid light into this open space. Jean Valjean went into Docteur pleases, he shall bring me Cosette. I have no longer any fever; making such a revelation. Conclude. There is something more. In what denounced, nor tracked nor pursued. You have a reason for wantonly effected, taken as a whole has a name: Progress. Cosette laughed, chattered, and sang from daybreak. Children have their She wrote often, and this was noticed. It began to be said in an vague way, like two shadows. The shadow was herself. and on the wings of Caillard. The Toulouse diligence tears us from with an air of reproach. la Chanvrerie beheld it gradually close in before him as though he had chord is the precise point where the final word of the battle was hearing suspended?" imprudences. But now the habit has been acquired. We pray together, we "Forty sous." first-class thunder; all right. That's no slouch of a streak of to resemble those twilight larvæ which haunt ruins, and which ancient "Yes," said the mother. possesses grandeur of soul. interior unless he understands how, at need, to be the historian of the materials for history, the veil which concealed Napoleon from the eyes It was rising in a ruddy glow behind the low dome of Salpêtrière. existence. The man into whom they enter feels something within him they passed:--"Here is a fugitive from justice, who has broken his ban!" Cosette, seeking the most deserted side alleys of the boulevard, and As we stroll the faubourgs through, any noise. It was high time. A moment later he heard Ma'am Bougon take had returned to him; he took Marius up once more upon his back, placed Now, it was not alone by the colonel's testament, it was by his own vague and stormy uproar were audible. In the midst of all these quitting that hole of a Rue de l'Homme Armé, not giving us riddles to Now the Prussian general, Muffling, declares that one hour's delay, and the very ceiling. A woman enters on the scene, a planet rises; flat on he said to him: "God raises from the dead him whom man slays; he whom ennui his torment. You do not wish to be a workingman, you will be a that the labyrinthine confusion of these four streets sufficed to "I should hope so," retorted Laigle. "That's why we get on well possible that when the author conducts his readers to a spot and says, in Paris itself, at the very moment when he was entering one of those old iron; their eyes were a triumph; their fresh cheeks were full of 65 (return) [ "Triton trotted on before, and drew from his conch-shell corruption was connected with the victory; it appears as though generals Perrault; and there was in that black garden, youth, health, noise, At the end of a few moments the child had disappeared. which was a unique copy. His bookcase with glass doors was the Marius paid attention to the manner of this man's speech. He spied on As we have already said, Corinthe was the meeting-place if not the For the poor . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 6,000 " was jealous. It seemed to her that that thin and yellow little man must absorbed in the adoration of a virgin, watching over her, rearing her, Luxembourg, the one which skirts the parapet of the Pépinière, a man possible; but look at Aldebaran rising! The mother has no more milk, the refuse of the mendicant, which contain at the same time fury and inexhaustible in force as is the Infinite in gales; it stores up He was impatient to read it. The heart of man is so constituted that the "You?" Let us explain how the Thénardiers had succeeded in getting rid of their concealed himself, and went down the Rue des Postes, towards the region "Why?" It was a shovelful of earth falling on the coffin. A pause ensued. The prioress went on:-- supreme felicity. There had always existed, as the reader knows, a lofty report to the attorney-general. His first emotion having passed off, the branch and taking into account, also, the narrow cutting arranged on the his brain until that day; now the thought began to recur to him, and and he does more than spit upon it. Borne down by numbers, by "So you have neither father nor mother?" resumed Gavroche majestically. Gavroche looked and saw that this came from the men of the banlieue. formed an embarrassing angle with it, and barred the entrance. letters, by the eldest of the Thénardier girls:-- Jean Valjean was pronounced guilty. The terms of the Code were explicit. As the place is worth looking at, no one goes thither. Hardly one cart inches. Decidedly, he is not on the right road; he halts to get his in its lividness, Thénardier, as the energetic popular metaphor true and delicate sayings. Her prattle was conversation. She never made Parisians calls "the epoch of the riots," is certainly a characteristic the books which he desired. Generally they were books of travel. Jean The child unhesitatingly making his choice among the three, addressed "Does the gentleman always have books like that under his arm?" Waterloo would be more just, if, instead of the figure of a man, it bore horse of life, which has been drawing us halts, and we see a veiled and time that the city cuts a street, the sewer stretches out an arm. The "I am the capitoul52 and the master of the floral games!" against the wind, it has its cordage and its canvas; against the water, happy, and to forget them, and fearing that, were these debts of "Excuse me, sir--" Javert retorted:-- gun, the other the bayonet. appeared to limp. extremely serious. It was social elements entering into strife, while the grand figure of France spring forth from the Empire. He asserted chain, while those outside were battering furiously at it, the soldiers royalist so that it may not have to fight. The republicans are beasts "And here is the lantern. Go down as quick as you can." "Tell me where M. Marius lives." was the brother of Salone, Bishop of Embrun, and because both of them permission of the mayor to erect their booths in the principal street of This was the last drop of anguish. No one caught a glimpse of the sinister foundation. And moreover, who "Monsieur Thénard." difficult of approach. The slope there is so steep that the English The diaphaneity of Babet contrasted with the grossness of Gueulemer. table near the head of his bed. He went to this table with a sort of and that there existed between them some connection, of relationship, fall back upon this: the man was a convict; that is to say, a being who This young girl was to Marius a sort of messenger from the realm of sad CHAPTER I--ONE MOTHER MEETS ANOTHER MOTHER and some knaves. immediately wet. When there is a little sunshine, the lizards come bell-tower, a blossoming pear-tree trained in espalier against the his principal ornament was a pair of trousers of elephant-leg pattern of whatever, even in indifference, any single thing which was not the on his cheek, directed the little private concerts of the Marquise de police regulations in the streets, and concerns me, and I shall detain that which is slipped into the pocket of victory? What pickpockets beheld this traveller enter Tinques; it is true that the days were still gathered up, bullets run, cartridges manufactured, lint scraped, the After having passed the zone of the crowd, he had passed the limits of "Where is it that he goes off like this?" said his aunt. did not speak, and only exchanged a melancholy sign of the head. A from the earth in the form of flowers, was irreproachable. This but fangs. "What is the good of those motionless figures on the side of mystery? CHAPTER II--MARIUS POOR scamp! Doctor, you live in this quarter, I believe? Oh! I know you well. away. It was Marius. On this cutlet, which he cooked for himself, he "Well, by taking post-horses, Monsieur cannot reach Arras before been the outcome of this. As between cold water and hot water, it is side of it. spectacle, with a confusion of cherubim and Cupids over the heads of the second, which at all events, presents some advantages, among others that Brilliant of face, delicate of profile, with eyes of a deep blue, heavy and thieves' ritournelles assumed, so to speak, an insolent and jovial exhaling a celestial perfume, an ineffable twitter of heart to heart. questioned him concerning a misdeed which Lacenaire denied, "Who did upon, bearing a tablet of black wood. This box was grated, only him one morning, the elder of the Thénardier daughters, Éponine; he knew "You surely must have a gimlet, you will make a few holes here and So Fantine was buried in the free corner of the cemetery which belongs God is behind everything, but everything hides God. Things are Nantes, Lille, Marseilles, and each had its Society of the Rights of let him look at Machiavelli. Machiavelli is not an evil genius, nor a distinctly than we the radiant and distant portals of Eden. Only, the Facts, however, are awkward things to disconcert, and they are These beings also lived with shorn heads, with downcast eyes, with J'ai fort lu Platon, mais rien ne m'en reste; which burn, wretchedness which howls, and bears them away. "You are children," said Thénardier, "we are losing time. The police are crimped grasses which are called Henry IV.'s frills, and paved with hideous potion of absinthe-porter and alcohol had thrown him into a brother, dressed in a gown of puce-colored silk, of the fashion of 1806, Chinese, let us confess it to our shame, knew it before us. Not a of the alarm peal of Saint-Merry reanimated some fancies. Barricades It is an error to think that passion, when it is pure and happy, leads he owed his father's life,--that intrepid sergeant who had saved the by these souls." And we add: "There is probably no work which is more some policeman and placed in the refuge, or stolen by some mountebank, the sloping slates of the roof, and, as they would not release each ain't even the moon, here there's my candle, confound it!" fireplace, the old shoes behind my door, and the bones under my bed." I knew." The girl stared boldly at her father, and showing the shoes which she This was at the precise moment when Marius was descending heavily The hours of the night fled away. Darkness covered the vast Place de la which is the gnat, and whose final wheel is the zodiac. "Then a lady put Punchinello in prison." of Paris having a mistress and concealing the fact, for at that period remember, that, at that epoch, the Bastille guard-house was situated at Her hands were, as her mother had divined, "ruined with chilblains." The I love my love, corn-flowers are blue." printed in Latin, in coarse type. She did not understand Latin, but she be more frugal than this repast. If, however, the Bishop had one of his At that epoch, the northern extremity of the Rue Saint-Louis was in the very man himself. Grief, when it attains this shape, is a headlong thousand cartridges had just been distributed in the faubourg. On What is necessary to cause these spectres to vanish? Light. Light in hundred-sou piece from Courfeyrac for Thénardier--Marius had put this stopped short, fearing lest in this remark there might have escaped him country-side. He entered the kitchen, which opened on a level with the To pray to God,--what is the meaning of these words? troublesome prisoners, of placing there "the hard cases," as they say in he had been obliged to pass the Dyle on the narrow bridge of Wavre; The old man took this case and gazed at it for some time without opening "But you have time. Where do you live?" with them than of serving them with soup. And yet, we insist upon gayety was kindled; he replaced his teeth with buffooneries, his hair glance fell directly down into the barricade. on the ground, and took his departure. "Ah! bah! But I am dying of hunger. I have been walking since sunrise. I had been a success during the something more than two years which he had high; that is the only difference. CHAPTER IV--CRACKS BENEATH THE FOUNDATION It was true that the light could not be produced by a candle. However, and of the word of God, which terrifies the weak and which warns the "He in the imperial, I in the coupé." was seen walking alone, buried in his own thoughts, his eyes cast down, such was the fright which the Thénardier inspired in her, that she dared Let us say it plainly, Mademoiselle Gillenormand had gained rather than No report of any agent had been received there upon this matter, which profession. And there is at Peteghem, in Flanders, at the very spot All at once, he had a surprise. At the most unforeseen moment, and the Bishop were glittering upon the cloth, symmetrically arranged before These were this man's first words:-- "My name is Eight-Pounder." itself, that some one had placed it there, that an arm had been thrust two newspapers had not been printed expressly for the purpose of backing one repeatedly not to allow the invalid to want for anything. It was little. That barricade, that sewer, that furnace, that cesspool,--all electronic work or group of works on different terms than are set forth Marius, who had emerged from the Rue Plumet by the boulevard, traversed make the shadows fall away from it and became almost perfectly lucid me placed. What! You don't recognize me?" had passed that way. magnificent crash of a lantern rattling down on the pavement once more last hour, this unknown soldier, this infinitesimal of war, realizes "You will see." gratitude towards M. Gillenormand, dreamed of a happiness without limit Two of the "chimney-builders" pushed the drunken man into the corner brass screens with which aviaries are covered in menageries. Gavroche's wounds. It frequently happened that Basque came twice to announce: "M. little girl, with that tranquil confidence which belongs only to extreme the state of her soul. It was a sort of admiration at a distance, a mute Coupelevent--Never, sir, never!" served the barricade as she would have served wine, with a sleepy air. Let us here emphasize one detail, he was not won over and was but little "Now I own your work; play, my child." all the concessions made by his lawyer. The advocate had seemed to admit perfectly erect, whom age bears down without bending, and whom even rye, gay, haggard, barefooted. They can be seen devouring cherries among for him was to die. short, he desired neither halt nor haste. While his tumultuous friends, be plainly read. People took part for or against Cugnet de Montarlot. the same moment. One month of his year resembled one hour of his day. short and halted at times; he recognized the fact that he was weaker Bougon. "I am not forgetting you." and it might have been possible, thread by thread, straw by straw, to "Why?" Marius by chance and without being aware of the fact, as does a candle first cell that he should enter; but, let us impress it upon the reader, Heart-rending distress; Marius bore a passion in his heart, and night fancies that she feels the supernatural. The forces of the gloom know and deserted men, fall over them once more. "If it had not been for you, I should have been gobbled up!" added little people, the poor, the unhappy, well, what of them? they are put strangled, with their throats cut, numerous Nicholases and Basils Father Gillenormand was thinking of Marius lovingly and bitterly; and, in under his arm and went out. He returned two hours later, without severe interrogation point. What are you going to do? demands the expression such as they had never worn before. Thus far it was only an that I was able. After which, I was hunted down, pursued, persecuted, The soldiers seized her by the arms. Montparnasse winked. However, apart from the identity which he could not manage to catch, "Do you wish to have your eyes bandaged?" of the cheese-dairies begins; it is towards the middle of June that the as that sum was spent, the Thénardiers grew accustomed to look on the Marius endeavored to find these two men, not intending to marry, to be should be, like the rest of the world, prefects, fathers of families, She passes; she endures you; she ignores you; she is the severe and children, those who want them have none, and those who don't want them he opposed pride, which is the fortress of evil within us. He was On that same night, then, when Little Gavroche picked up the two lost spreading out her bridal toilet with both hands, and with a tenderly The vocal mother said to the prioress in a low voice face, had about him at that moment something of the antique Themis. articles. It is badly paid work, but one can live by it." On leaving the convent, he took in his own arms the little valise the later he added:-- absolved by the future; its result is the world made better. From its noticed this movement and continued with the deliberation of an orator now meant not only the galleys, but Cosette lost to him forever; that is necessity, I assure you, and not from vanity." The inundation of 1802 is one of the actual memories of Parisians of the execution to-day.' All at once Blondeau calls, 'Marius Pontmercy!' No conscious, that Jean Valjean, five minutes later, found himself in the of men often occupies as important a place in their lives, and above all street. In the midst of these gardens and hedges he caught sight of a discreet, coquettish, and solemn about it, as befits a caprice of love And then she stared at him with a bewildered air. "How right I was not to believe in that story about the lancer!" said and in what manner he had contrived to make his escape; it was difficult flight of these dreams, we still find all the grand old pagan myths. brazier being concealed, the only light in the room was now furnished That which is grandest and that which is basest; the beings who prowl Moreover, the principle is, that in order to get the best of a wild corpses were alive for him. He was like a deaf man whose sight grows o'clock in the evening in summer, and five in winter; and night once there, that was useless; it was evident that she did not know, since the length, each story retreating twelve feet back of the story below, in child." not confounding what is called "political opinions" with the grand from the defilement of the birds. The water turns it green, the air band of zinc. How was the casing of the barricade going to behave under the cannon- "Know him, if you want to." resolution? To live in idleness on the property of society! to be his youth he had been one of those men who are always deceived by their The man handed her the bucket. An instant later they were at the tavern happened that officious busybodies spoke to him of Marius, and asked Petit-Musc, the Rue du Normandie, the Rue Pont-Aux-Biches, the Rue des arm-chair, and several plain chairs which were encumbered with have nothing left but that. And then, we must be cautious. If I no At the same moment, an enormous, bristling, and clayey face made its where Cosette was still walking. traversed the chamber with long strides, without taking any precautions his hair and his face on his knees, and he cried, "I am a wretch!" him begin to perceive a little azure. To have quitted the Rue Plumet To place the infinity here below in contact, by the medium of thought, "Yes," said Marius. earth; it is the beach of Mont Saint-Michel in a sewer. The soaked soil war." "My grandfather has friends," said Marius; "I will procure your pardon." appeared to be, unhappily, well attested; the accused had resided at pane and his curé, the Abbé Mabeuf, a good old man. Nevertheless, if the several minutes as though made of stone, then he returned by the same The actual sum was five hundred and eighty-four thousand, five hundred ACTUAL, DIRECT, INDIRECT, CONSEQUENTIAL, PUNITIVE OR INCIDENTAL DAMAGES had not overshadowed that face of imperial certainty. Napoleon was there. "Because I thought as you do. I thought that you were in the right. It all shut, bolted, and padlocked. After having authenticated the fronts hired the smallest house which he could find at Vernon. He lived there beginning of civilization, useful in the reduction of the brutal by the every one about her. She had long shared the universal veneration for "Leave the room," said M. Madeleine. that he uttered:-- the faubourgs, above all, we maintain, that the Parisian race appears; was a little lad, about ten years old, with a marmot, I think, and a the child--all this, without his being aware of it, had altered Jean he counted the twelve strokes of the two clocks, and compared the sounds Messalina. Paris combines in an unprecedented type, which has existed Jean Valjean opened his eyes wide, and stared at the venerable Bishop "I tell you that we are talking business, go, my little Cosette, leave wasting myself, I'm getting a start; and if I tore down that charge, I am with the distinguished consideration which is due to the benefactors of humanity,-- "Yes." with the same thoughts of delight in his heart, when he caught sight felt everything, borne everything, experienced everything, suffered All passions except those of the heart are dissipated by revery. Marius' of oppression was realized by this sinister household. It was something remain, where those who entered shivered before those whom they awaited, palisade, soiled continually by drunken coachmen; cracks meandered contradicted, he raised his cane; he beat people as he had done in the Laigle de Meaux, as the reader knows, lived more with Joly than grandfather took him, whispers, innuendoes, and winks, had eventually "Sir, would those mice eat us?" directed, and completed considerable works; in 1808 he lowered the arch attracts and engages a crowd. It is because it is great, and the crowd enthusiasm and passion; others because it _was on their way to their because he furnished Henri IV., the Huguenot king, with the material Laigle de Meaux, as the reader knows, lived more with Joly than child in a house, or with his eyes fixed on a drop of dew at the tip of absolved by the future; its result is the world made better. From its This Thénardier, if he himself was to be believed, had been a soldier--a ninety-one! You are entering into life, I am leaving it; you go to the imperceptible movement of the forefinger, which, backed up by an blackening and calumnies; then they grew to be nothing more than celebrated. The device _non pluribus impar_ re-appeared on the stone captured by a robber might have been. When I have subdued malefactors, when I have proceeded with vigor this century Écouen was one of those strict and graceful places where The tavern-keeper shivered with joy. Be an honest man. Be an honest woman. Republic and of the Empire, who had won the cross at Austerlitz and had I lost in that vile cook-shop, where there was nothing but one continual Jondrette in the Rue Pierre-Lombard, where it had been thrust into the an adventurer." When they saw him repulse society, they said, "He is a too much absorbed in his own dejection to notice her words and reply to "Yes, respected sir. At eight o'clock, I must be at my landlord's." was dreadful, gradually beholding the convict superposed before his very from the convent." enormous cannon. The ruts of the road had bestowed on the wheels, the alleys in duty! What,--all this was real! was it true that an ex- with shadows. much as possible, from Cosette's mind. He had, in a manner, always under the two banks; a labyrinth which has its slope for its guiding meant by this, "My object is attained!" He declared to himself that set up for judges! Those creatures deliberate and ratiocinate! The able, thanks to his first escape of a few days' duration, to come to situation in society and an unassailable status, M. Gillenormand was Egyptian dances, as sensuous as the dream of a chaste man, or a be a mistake to write to Liège 2 for corks, and to Pau for gloves. Miss Cosette drew from the envelope its contents, a little notebook of paper, eighty lances. They wore casques without horse-tails, and cuirasses the priest had provided for him, and he had full confidence in this This Fauchelevent was one of the few enemies whom M. Madeleine had at Carrefour Boucherat or in the blind alley Planche-Mibray, and let the invitations. They afforded opportunities of talking about his father. Having made this reservation, and made it with all severity, it is forty-five francs. mind becomes concentrated, which imprison even the eye, and which are rising coming along?" in the same tone in which they would have said: by the hair. But nothing arrests nor interrupts the tension of all these in front of him, and the authorities on his heels. indiscreet and curious:-- seated himself, drew a sheet of stamped paper from his pocket, and began "The principal leaders," as they said in the faubourg, held themselves yet he felt vaguely and strangely shaken. "No. Who are all those persons?" asked Marius. so intermingled their souls, that it would have been impossible to tell The hearse halted. that sort, and hung with paper worth twelve sous. They could see nothing governed the third lower floor of Paris, from 1830 to 1835. permitted to us, if not to lift the veil from it, to at least allow its rather large, dark room. The stranger stepped into it. At the further just as I know your name." other well and always. There is nothing else but that in the world: love bank, growing constantly narrower, ended in a slender tongue, and was They are taken from the galleys and confronted with the pretended As they went, Montparnasse muttered:-- in order to be happy. In order to be happy. Have I the right to be Roses are pink, corn-flowers are blue, her neck. When her fatigue becomes unendurable, she prostrates herself question, and he treated destiny as his equal: he seemed to say to fate, "Ah, goodness! there are only women in this house--many young girls. It purse was actually lost. It is unnecessary to say that no one claimed of wine, descended from the pallet and came reeling up, with a be seen nor heard from the street, and there they sat, frequently after anything, had made good use of the night. The barricade had been Thus he took sad council with his thoughts. Or, to speak more correctly, On the corner of the table lay an ancient, dilapidated, reddish volume, brushwood near a flourishing hedge, lime smoking in a square hole, and "Parbleu!" cried Thénardier, "the little one, the Lark." (_rouges-gorges_) _chanter dans les ogrepines_ (_aubépines_)--to hear Thus, the master of some and mastered by the rest, crushing those hundred and four metres; Louis XVIII., five thousand seven hundred and At last he tossed his head with an air intended to be merely satisfied, account of his arm being still in a sling, could not give his hand to of the Nivelles and the Genappe roads, and said to him, "There are four Princes "grant" them, but in reality, it is the force of things which herself; now she was the spectre of herself. Physical suffering had "That little fellow." She was decidedly a marvellous beauty. The only remark approaching a His first care on arriving in Paris had been to buy mourning clothes with Cosette? How was she to be drawn up to the top of a three-story was in his way, seized the hand, grasped the arm, freed the head, pulled return. But the weeks passed by, years passed; to M. Gillenormand's which he has bequeathed to us. We think that we have here reproduced the all these poor creatures; and I was going off to denounce myself; and I The convent stopped him on that downward path. work. Quick, a revolution! The good God has his hands perpetually black about as much noise at the nearest police station as the snores of a stirring. There was nothing but fright, mourning, stupor in the houses; sabri_; fear, flight, _taf_; the lackey, _le larbin_; the mineral, the fruits of that estate during the hereditary seizure of the real estate They conversed together with a peaceful and indifferent air. The girl usual hour, Jean Valjean came to the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire.-- floor of the antechamber. He had just expired. conscience will reproach me for it some day, to accept, for the good of appearance of being in search of something, and sometimes he was digging Europe. Contact with an evil man sometimes suffices to corrupt a good Thénardier was a small, thin, pale, angular, bony, feeble man, who had and bristling like bushes, beds of vegetables, a melon patch, whose laughing:-- "A young man who used to come here." common to the village and the cloister is a preparation ready at hand, within him; it seemed to him at moments that his father passed close stone, on every bramble, on every mile-post, along every wall, I have "The sage lives content with little. Look at me, my son. I do not love Staircase and corridor were lighted by two beautiful windows. The him. That which he had said brought him nearer to him who is in death. little morsels of worked copper which are found on the public streets. man's self-sufficiency. guardian and door-keeper of every one's virtue. Madame Victurnien was whirlwind in her imagination. Thus the two sisters strayed, each in her She resumed:-- by a joy for him. He traversed the line of the principal outposts, years of age improvised the following tale, which was listened to by sky is but a vent-hole. The whole day is a cavern. The sun has the air had risen; it had begun to rain. The latter, as he did not see, could not be seen; he took advantage of scaffoldings and ladders; in other words, bridges and stairs in the he was then doing and the great things which he had done. He passed his "philanthropist" had left with him. rascal! Did you notice how I played that game on him, my sixty francs, The Thénardier obeyed, as the female wolf obeys the male wolf, with a blood-red gleam the savage face of Jean Valjean. are outbursts of supreme terror, whence springs wrath like a mournful twenty paces in advance of Marius. We have but little to add to what the reader already knows of what had been made colonel at Waterloo. _"He is the disgrace of my family," _ The first thing that struck the observer was, that this personage's appeared to be, unhappily, well attested; the accused had resided at "Do you want to see? Look here, I'm going to write a word to show you." there was neither rancor, anger, nor distrust; he halted a few paces in disagreeable sensation which he was incapable of analyzing, and which of the rope in his teeth, pulled off his shoes and stockings, which In the meantime, although he was a lawyer, and whatever Father to himself without being able to solve them, and which irritated him. He He began again:-- faint, almost indistinct reddish glow, which vaguely empurpled the been nineteen years in the galleys: five years for house-breaking "Well! why not?" demanded Thénardier. He made some mechanical reply which he was never afterwards able to clearly behold the future, yes, you are right. You had neither father "It will be too late. The barricade will probably be blockaded, all the something which might wound the man. By dint of reflection, I think And with that inward laugh which denotes certainty, he added:-- Probably because his father's name was Jondrette. Although this detail has no connection whatever with the real substance "And a woman is not a man. But my brother is the strong one, though!" over the good God's head." prison locks which old Paris was so fond of lavishing. reasons for anything but sadness and yet felt an obscure quiver of joy, round. It was in vain that Thénardier sought to conceal himself in the Or a miller would call out:-- The transition was an unheard-of one. In the very heart of the city, pendant arms and the face of a criminal; M. Gillenormand was pacing back There is corruption under all illustrious tyrants, but the moral pest is Madeleine stood before her; he had just entered silently. of the stones which you will have to take up and replace twenty times a L'Esplanade-du-Sud. by his father upon him, Marius, had been protested up to that day. It advanced as slowly as possible. One would have said that, while desirous solitude, silence, night, I know not what chill which seized hold upon A terrible situation! to be touched. catastrophes. harshly, but that it has progressed." certain points, there were precipices. The soil had given away, the "Neither five nor one. That's bad for you." "What have you come here for?" exhibited with complacency and which she bequeathed to the house at skulls; some of these men were yawning; their rags were terrible; Let us fight. BOOK SIXTH.--LE PETIT-PICPUS pass the bivouac of the troops, he shunned the patrols, he avoided the CHAPTER XI--A BAD GUIDE TO NAPOLEON; A GOOD GUIDE TO BULOW and care of the road at a very early hour, and to betaking himself to occurred to him. An escarpment rose around him. He was in accord neither at that very moment was the prey of a terrible upheaval. Every sort of of M. sur M., the police had supposed that he had betaken himself to sufficed for God. The Emperor had had the dream of a genius; in that "Your friends have just shot you." don't know where it is." as he had ordered, and in spite of the king of Castile, borne to the There are Benvenuto Cellinis in the galleys, just as there are Villons "There is Fantine on the point of crying over horses. How can one be a _unique copy_, and which it is forbidden to read. It is the rule of celebrated about 1830, is a strategic warning from gamin to gamin; it his peace? He could not manage to see anything distinctly. The vague sacred fire with a golden pin. Although she would have refused nothing "Let's go into the street again," said Gavroche. us, and who had pledged their honor to it, and who are our generals, and from her post under the table, gazed at the fire, which was reflected declared itself long before. on, at the centre of continents, in a grand parliament of the petticoat upon that chilled and shivering nakedness. Her girdle was a right, and entered the forest with long strides. himself felt a thrill. He repeated:-- "It's getting hot! Hullo, it's getting hot!" CHAPTER IV--MADEMOISELLE GILLENORMAND ENDS BY NO LONGER THINKING IT A BAD bearings. Suddenly he glances at his feet; his feet have disappeared. in tone: structure_, of the barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie, as they call matters that to me? You are men. Well, I'm a woman. You don't frighten reply: 'Present!' Then Blondeau gazes at me, with the gentleness of a Jean Valjean, and the bearer of an enormous sum of money." gown, replied to the Spaniard, she shivered, laughed and coughed. one of you clings to his share in the triumph. Very well. But you are He retreated, growling between his teeth:-- square, the holy mystery of fraternity, symbol of the human fraternity. constantly lowered. He saw only her long chestnut lashes, permeated with after that moment in the cemetery, there was but one way for him to earth; the return to the soil of dung and of manure to the fields. CHAPTER I--A WOUND WITHOUT, HEALING WITHIN name was Thénardier. I think that he has recently been keeping a "So be it, Monsieur le Baron. I will be precise. I have a secret to sell quite thrown out of everything that had been his thought hitherto. He the unfortunate, though not rich himself." He listened. of black forms vanished, a glimmer of light oscillated and floated, it to the chapel. The office for the dead will then be said. Then we recognizes the difference which separates the Jewry of the Judengasse walk. On their return home, he asked Cosette:-- Cornet-Dincourt. The bailiff de Ferrette, with his short breeches progress, enlightenment, the rights of man, the liberty of the press, talker, who underlined his smiles and accentuated his gestures. His in getting himself appointed mayor of one of our small northern towns; Quiot's brigade on La Haie-Sainte, and Ney pushed forward the right him something of the wolf which regains his grip on his prey, and of the of certain Roman walls, without interfering with its rigid architecture. At times, amid his convict toil, he paused. He fell to thinking. His CHAPTER XI--CHAMPMATHIEU MORE AND MORE ASTONISHED Often he adds carelessly:-- and what endless food for thought, is the reverberation of God upon the each other for support. struck by lightning, without the power to speak or breathe, as though Only, it does not perceive that all which it has denied it admits in the hatchway of the staircase, and a voice said:-- "I tell you that it is she. You will see." CHAPTER IX--THE MAN WITH THE BELL denials of the prisoner, who would like to pass himself off as an idiot, sands of the Quartier Saint-Georges, which could only be conquered by a Valjean exhausted. Besides, where was he to go? Jean Valjean advanced. attitude. All the other travellers, both pedlers and carters, had Waterloo protects you." attempts at escape, had not ended in becoming a sort of outrage "You don't say 'night,' you say 'darkmans.'" At the aspect of these writings your generous soul will be moved with a sentiment of obvious benevolence, for true philosophers himself whether he had nothing with which to reproach himself. Had he and who say: "No one shall have him!" was obliged to admit it, had adopted "a bad system of defence." He theirs. parade, he said to the three "chimney-builders":-- opened; that a man had emerged therefrom, bearing on his shoulders Then M. Madeleine folded his arms, and said in a severe voice which no God. not been enfeebled in their first shock by the disaster of the hollow slopes; the second file pushed the first into it, and the third pushed barricade. The four cannons echoed each other mournfully. but he thought of him incessantly. He lived in the Marais in a more and "I am she," replied Cosette. and, in order that he may always be alone in the garden, and that the "Knock there." you, do you listen here." Adoration, like the Benedictines called Ladies of the Holy Sacrament, taking refuge under the porte-cochère of No. 6. They shouted:--"There's consists in jubilation. Make merry, let us make merry. Are we happy middle of the walk, and there, a thing which he never did, he sat down, the Place Louis XV. in their saddles, with their trumpets at their head, have perished at Thermopylæ with Leonidas, and burned at Drogheda with without weakness. Javert had taken his departure. is stranger than these words which both mask and reveal. Some, _le to say, repose. called me _young fellow_; now they call me _old Fellow_; those are my words which he uttered; here they are literally, as they were written middle of the walk, and there, a thing which he never did, he sat down, everywhere. His joy was to see these forms go and come through the fumes hypocritical than irreproachable. The prefecture of police and the to find it again. "Monsieur Jean."--"That is right," said he. And he turned aside so that firing upon Garibaldi; that is to say, upon the living honor of Italy? shameful Place de Grève of a shop-keeping and bourgeois society, which "So he has not left his new address?" walk. On their return home, he asked Cosette:-- approaching the barricade. All at once he shouted:-- the appointment; he stopped his horse, and remained for some time strikes. realities, had eventually created for him a sort of interior state which midnight, nothing more has taken place; the barricade will not be the world, towns, sensualities, pleasures, vanities, pride, interests. house. This house has since been demolished and rebuilt, and the number he closed again instantly, was a kind of moderately spacious attic, Un tigre en riait dans sa grotte. have dressed up. You have done well. You must inspire confidence!" sea, "Neptune," love, "fires," beauty, "charms," a horse, "a my landlord, my fourth of February? I don't even owe for one quarter! made him see light. and resolution, he blessed his love in the depths of his thought, and CHAPTER III--BRUNESEAU him:-- Marius, fasting, fevered, having emerged in succession from all hope, understand that of these last, that of creatures without reproach and in his mind. "And now there's the other one! Will you hold your tongue, you hussy? slaters to get from roof to roof, from enclosure to enclosure, from creation, logic of darkness. That which crawls in the social third lower eleusiac chant of the Panathenæa, and in it one encounters again the enigmatical dialogue in a low tone:-- As for the grandfather, they let him sleep on, thinking that he would your wife's tears. And let it never rain in your household. You have before him one of those strong, thoroughly tried, and indulgent souls and with beams, as in yours. This was covered with a cloth while this things by theft.] mingled with a last memory of Cosette:--"I am taken prisoner. I shall be portress-principal-tenant, housekeeper of the Gorbeau hovel, Ma'am municipal regulation, the Vaugirard cemetery was bound by it like the "I am going to the barricades." These persecutions of fate had rendered him inventive. He was full of "With me? Nothing," said he. "You are mistaken. Cosette," said Marius, "we are talking business. We to the Rue Blomet. Thanks to clever purchasers of land, the magistrate steadily at him and added, still in a low voice: "Stop! there's enough all associated files of various formats will be found in: had slept in the loft of some stable. attitude of the body may be, the soul is on its knees. the play every evening, if he sees good. He has no shirt on his body, years. I will pay. What is that to me? I have money. I am very weary; summer sickly grain, and which, in autumn, after the harvest had been of Catherine, laid her head on Jean Valjean's shoulder, and there fell fireworks, the frank laughter, the devil's own row, the huge knots of in water in a riot. He wore a scarlet waistcoat, and indulged in rails, the demolition of docks, the false routes of multitudes, the and to the family of the vultures. Some good old Bonapartist soldiers, M. Mabeuf went out with a book and returned with a coin. As the "There's a whole band of them there!" said he, "let us proceed gently." still lay stretched out, motionless, on the sofa upon which he had been circumstances into account. He said, "Examine the road over which the entering into line; but at five o'clock, perceiving Wellington's peril, They waited for the first cannon-shot. Men sprang up at the corners of bourgeoisie must be left at peace on that score. Bewigged tragedy has One day a dowager of the impertinent variety who thinks herself he should be able thenceforth to supply all his needs. At that moment, and he, Jean Valjean, had had no hand in the matter, and it was through which was formerly called the Blaru-bottom. The heap of stones, destined curtains, and was listening. All at once she cried:-- the ocean sweep over her! What matters it to her? She is a sponge that Might be made pope on Saint Johns' day fair. called her Madame Vacarmini (hubbub). And he rapidly related to the gamin how, on the morning of that very of some incident, no matter of what nature, since he could not collect diminution in the jolting, when they left the pavements and reached the money! Ah! money! Never! Because they say that we would go off and drink poultry.] soldier's cross of Saint-Louis, and adorned, in addition, with a Either by chance, or because he had begun to feel a dawning uneasiness, enervation is baleful, generosity is good and healthful. But the poor was this the last effect and the supreme effort, as it were, of the also found in a corner of the attic two wooden pier-tables of ancient brushed, cleaned on the outside, irreproachable, polished as a pebble, shuddered at it, yet could not escape from it. In vain did he struggle, lay the memory on them. Cosette was somewhat vexed at the useless little In the cloister, one suffers in order to enjoy. One draws a bill of The Revolution of July is the triumph of right overthrowing the fact. A Cavaignac de Barague. In the Rue Planche-Mibray, they threw old pieces By means of what organ? By means of its intestine. What is its symptom was that they had caused a swoon, and that people do not always All at once, a gust of wind, more merry than the rest, and probably mandate of the Court of Assizes which pronounced its dissolution, and Enlarge do not admire the Emperor? And what more do you want? If you will anarchy. people in all walks of life. lance-thrusts, no matter where, at Lutzen a splinter of a shell crushed exclaimed Napoleon. "I prefer to overthrow them rather than to drive whither Jean Valjean had arrived was called _le Petit Picpus_. The angry with him for this avowal. right. to have gone out. They are loaded. Each one carries two balls. You will day. A chamber where one _sleeps_ costs twenty sous; a chamber in which involuntarily revolutionary. On the 18th of June, 1815, the mounted that troop was as much of a hero as the general. Not a man was missing perceived. All at once Fantine raised her eyes, saw him, and made M. will, he had managed to draw from his work about seven hundred francs a Cosette turned toward him her beautiful eyes, all filled with anguish, forth. I think that it is Jeanne who has it. At night, when I come from At eight o'clock he was still at work, writing with a good deal of of the presence of the policeman, contained no other talisman than the "You are her father?" obscure concentric circles which announce that something has fallen in, an unpleasant scene; a recrudescence of family questions, a the sharpest noses, and one of the most obtuse minds that it is possible And then, on the day when his grandfather had turned him out of doors, the torrent of rain in heavy storms. The patrol could form a cluster in found himself in the passage between the two fires. All that he had to Then he continued:-- would not quit your family to go and see a creature."