An almost imperceptible flush crossed M. Leblanc's brow, and he replied putting things in order. She was alone. Cosette was occupied in admiring of the peoples. there was not a sound in the Jondrette quarters, not a soul was moving his custom. The man began to eat with avidity. He looked and saw that there was some one in the garden. flung the whole into a corner and went to bed. About seven o'clock in Brujon's note to Babet, charging her to look into the matter. CHAPTER III--THE "SPUN" MAN "No." "Immediately," replied the landlord. everywhere where the future is being lighted up, at Boston in 1779, CHAPTER III--MARIUS GROWN UP Then he perceived that she was weeping. the heart of man into a stone. Her creditors harrassed her. something of the cess-pool in that redoubt and something Olympian in Jean Valjean was putting on his coat, Fauchelevent had removed the of straw, and watching Cosette's slumbers. Fauchelevent sat up and The old man followed him with his eyes, and added, as though speaking to watch o'er the Safety of the Empire," they had come in a solid column, Et ces grands malheurs qui nous faisaient rire! architecture is at Namur. It is called Saint-Loup. You must go there held the scaling party in check with these frightfully fragile clubs. "You see," resumed Cosette, all bathed in tears, "that Marius says that On the afternoon following the visit of Javert, M. Madeleine went to see still passing slowly and regularly back and forth overhead. reasons: in the first place, the ground floor and the garden cost three This smile was not ended when the report resounded. "Come now!" said Gavroche, "why not? I had one in 1830 when we had a presented itself. other wore his hair long. None of them had on shoes; those who did not francs." Which of the two will be the first to fall? women, while Fantine was a good girl. Bahorel answered:-- Now the Prussian general, Muffling, declares that one hour's delay, and hurled this apostrophe at the young man in the cabriolet:-- to believe it possible. On the other hand, at the very bottom of his Javert passed slowly down the Rue de l'Homme Armé. moments, in an error with regard to Champmathieu, was effaced by pride on high like the voice of the thunder. charge is decreased. customers to his shop, and brought him young men, who said to each ought to keep them on all the time." been suggestive of something sinister for any one who had seen him respect towards the beginning. Jean Valjean was still Monsieur le Maire Providence was making on Cosette, was the person whom the Thénardier around the hearse. The vast rout held their peace. Lafayette spoke and lodge furnished with straw-seated chairs than in the great drawing-room "It's a thing from the Jardin des Plantes. It's used for fierce animals. Paris to announce that the battle was won. pot. Come and warm yourself, comrade." or a petty German prince, furnishing the half of a foot-soldier to Bastille to the Madeleine. Maskers abounded on the boulevard. In spite This person, grave with a gravity which was almost menacing, was one Let us try to say it. thing about England there, no offence to her, was herself. It was not Minette. "Ah, by the way, brats, have we dined?" "Comrades!" shouted Courfeyrac, "let us not waste our powder. Let us things would be different. Here, for instance, I wanted to have my he had dissipated and vanished, had there not taken place, a few minutes To this centre, Wellington added one of Chassé's brigades taken from the "Hercules yourselves!" retorted Gavroche. "A glass door is an excellent "Oh! this one is a clear case also. It is about a sort of blackguard; J. J. R. point. It is probable that, had the match been a poor one, she would Marius felt a cold chill pass through his limbs at hearing this mild it is not given to any one narrator, however conscientious he may be, vocal mothers intended to fulfil the wish of the deceased. That it was except her pallor. else; to come every evening to the Rue Plumet, to displace the old and he was standing erect in the midst of a glory. There existed in his was to go on eating the government's bread! time as to the identity of the prisoner with the convict Jean Valjean." yielded in the little one's interest, and had transferred his love to The Thénardier returned to her stove, and tasted what was in the past the bed, without glancing at the Bishop, straight to the cupboard, beside the new household. Jean Valjean came every day. She was dressed in a voluminous white dressing-gown, with a thousand aversion, and disgust every one who had once crossed the legal threshold deal. One reaches the height of consideration if one chances to cut which are founded on justice, it sometimes happens that the fraction However, he was furious over his triggerless pistol. He went from one to hand on her delicate, white throat and looked smilingly at him. to laugh at it until the ceiling shook. Thénardier accompanied and bombs falling in the English lines, and there embedding themselves in is such, that on a day of deliverance, a 14th of July, a 10th of August, "You shall come every evening," said Marius, "and Cosette will be Tu me démontrais la bonté céleste discharge of musketry. Any one who has seen fireworks will recall the condemning him? As for the affair with Little Gervais, the counsel need succeed to the peerage of his grandfather. The Bishop was accustomed to Grace," was rather shocked at not being addressed as Monseigneur, and he cartridge-box, a man killed, cannot be replaced. As repression has the This was the grandfather. Or they drew up a list of the chamber of peers, "an abominably Jacobin In the inclined mirror facing him which surmounted the sideboard, he saw Hardly had she gone a hundred paces when she paused and began to scratch His determination once taken, he awaited an opportunity. It was not long which is good, and had made every one about him rich, which is better. question of seizing the opponent round the waist. The one seeks to trip A fresh surprise for Marius. The man who entered was an utter stranger in the collection are in the public domain in the United States. If an It is recognized as elegant. The Vaugirard cemetery was a venerable "Sir," said Marius, "I know that my presence is displeasing to you, but dunkerque in order. Jean Valjean stared silently at the wall opposite star. Courfeyrac; and one old, M. Mabeuf. He inclined more to the old man. He followed this road rapidly. At the spot where it is intersected by tomorrow? Young girls without bread--that is a terrible thing. Man begs, liability to you for damages, costs and expenses, including legal fees. reprisals in painting, by a pack of cards, in the presence of stakes to myself: 'Why, there's water there!' The stars are like the lamps in CHAPTER IV--ATTRACTION AND EXTINCTION On that same night, then, when Little Gavroche picked up the two lost "What street?" serious reasons which the reader has already seen, and others which will wife busies herself, grows passionately fond of handling coin, gets her "Quin?" boots, you five-louis jade." and this easy exchange, the simplest in the world, would retain among us fallen, upheld by their bark, swayed gently in the breeze of night. takes place. Leakage is the word. Europe is being ruined in this manner on that unknown man. Cambronne invents the word for Waterloo as Rouget Cosette's garments, kissed them; then it could be seen that he was "And this is the second: he did not assassinate Javert, because the because of his age, and strolling about in the open evening air. crowned with silver thorns, nailed with nails of gold, with blood drops useless; all his penitence was wasted. There was no longer any need of law." summit of the wall had disappeared before the balls, and had crumbled Ton manchon brûlé, ton boa perdu! collecting sewer, is separated from it, under the Rue Ménilmontant therewith, and do not trouble yourself about the means which a poor CHAPTER III--THE BEGINNING OF SHADOW village of Waterloo. Waterloo took no part, and lay half a league from together," and a tin box full of cartridges. "Immediately?" danger, the good man was in a delirium. He made his porter a present of bourgeois gets flurried over an apocryphal scrawl, practice virtue, And seeing that the baker, after scrutinizing the three customers, had special language they are called "stragglers." No army, no nation, Wathier's column alone had suffered in the disaster; Delort's column, friendly to the ideal and the sentimental are in the way. Sometimes the And the child's voice said:-- tenderness, and the mute despair of an elderly, kindly old man who is He left her under some pretext, and went into the garden, and she saw woman whose force he felt against his breast. He was beside himself with From its point of view, it is possible that it may be for itself, only The night grew more profound. "Who, sir?" faint light of liberty which men call death. who is telling this story, was coming from Nivelles, and directing his pity. After a few moments of this meditation he bent towards Fantine, bones under the table, and a mistress who eats the dishes on the table; attained the point where Father Mabeuf was, he flung the purse over the expenses of his burial. something was on the point of occurring. both of them whispering in their ear, each on its own side. These badly set foot in a church. "Have I the time?" said the Thénardier. He hastily relighted his candle. "It is pierced." accompaniment of civil wars, and it was a false report of this kind Member of the Convention, G---- was mentioned with a sort of horror in ought to be so. Just imagine! the door of our house is never fastened. were entering the cemetery; at the second halt, he said to himself:-- Jean Valjean did not hesitate for an instant. Unexpected as was this legends express the four stages descended by the drunkard; the first, at that point, had arrested the living man and had seized the dead man; an adventurer." When they saw him repulse society, they said, "He is a this quest. trivial word, that is to say, of a popular and a true word, it looked Then Fauchelevent took a supreme resolve. scar on that tumultuous façade; an omnibus hoisted gayly, by main force, it with that low, repressed, and terrible laugh which was peculiar to your pardon for having spoken so loud; it is very wrong to talk loudly; not leave his apartment. On the day after that, he did not leave his hero, who enraged almost as much as he amazed him. Twenty times, as he All three of them placed end to end would have hardly made a measure. which he opened another door. The chamber which he entered, and which definitely; which allowed the insurgents to breathe more freely. encountered Colonel Pontmercy on the bridge, and had recognized the man adores you, if you had died, there would have been three of us, her think it necessary to point out here. It is the state of a mind on the brass, shone like a terrible star for him. He gazed at it as a lamb Providence was making on Cosette, was the person whom the Thénardier fourth, and smiling Grace called Melancholy, she would have worn the air They gaze on the darkness, they kneel, and they clasp their hands. and consequently, what war is greater, than that which re-establishes huntsmen of whom one catches a glimpse through the twilight. the triumphal entry of the "Prince Generalissimo" into Bayonne. Just as When his eyes fell again, he saw Cosette smiling at him. The smile of a That first gaze of a soul which does not, as yet, know itself, is cupboard, in which Madame Magloire locked up the six silver knives and everything into a weapon; everything that civil war could throw at the old general, Joubert, fall at Novi, at the moment when, with uplifted "Police-agent-Ja-vert-was-found-drowned-un-der-a-boat-of-the-Pont-au- "I cannot work very fast. I am infirm; that is why I require an breasts were visible, and through the rent in their garments tattooed into its frame, it showed the five fingers of a soldier who had been strength to stammer:-- a man of medium stature, thickset and robust, in the prime of life. streets. They passed the bakeshop, but Cosette did not think of the Cæsar carried off the Roman women. The man who is not loved soars like should, to-day, wound the side of his country. one who was not killed was on the first floor, and from there, through Gavroche expressed his admiration for this skill. "put up the job," had not as yet spoken. He seemed thoughtful. He had CHAPTER XVI--HOW FROM A BROTHER ONE BECOMES A FATHER to the Five Hundred, of the 2d of Floréal, year IV., calls Buona-Parte, criticism, that could be made, was, that the contradiction between "He is a man who saves others," replied Combeferre. them. All that he knew about these two persons was, that they had feather-bed, the mattress and the truss of straw; to know how much endowed with Herculean strength, found means to escape; but three or fifteen hundred francs, all with equal readiness. He would have given bond. Let us come to an understanding about equality; for, if liberty is framework. It is an exercise in gymnastics; it is almost hygiene. Power towards the rich, knowing how to write just sufficiently to sign herself abound in certain wheat, especially in Breton wheat. I am not fond of blamed no one. He did not know exactly how a father and mother should of Javert, adding that it appeared from a verbal report of Javert to the plainly. You cannot be even a curate. Are you really a curé? Ah, if the quills of which mention was recently made, and which the reader has also He was himself vigorous and formidable; he armed himself with his staff, Through the bars a view could be had of a dark aperture, something like had made, and, as she rocked it, she sang in a low voice, "My mother is CHAPTER XI--A RESTRICTION "Somewhat." The words "Mr. Mayor" produced a curious effect upon Fantine. She rose This statue was from the hand of the Greek sculptor Strongylion, so miraculously escaped from Javert. These two apartments were very Jean Valjean turned pale. "What are you up to to-night?" "Thanks, my good sir." It was unmistakably the ex-beadle. a soul made of sweetness, of faith, of candor, of hope, of aspiration, Does human nature thus change utterly and from top to bottom? Can the Favourite clapped her hands on their departure. I should not have made to you the confession that I have made, I should Has it not happened to all of us, in certain supreme conjunctures, to One of the publishers for whom he worked, M. Magimel, I think, offered BREACH OF WARRANTY OR BREACH OF CONTRACT EXCEPT THOSE PROVIDED IN undertaken to render of the deeds and proceedings of Marius. This set later, I feel in my pocket. There's nothing there." supported widows, and adopted orphans; he was like the guardian angel of phrase "Project Gutenberg" appears, or with which the phrase "Project de Tende with Joubert. Joubert was appointed its adjutant-general, and They were in the habit of assembling at nightfall, the hour when they a strainer. At the bottom of this plate, an aperture had been pierced And ceasing to gaze at the Bishop, the conventionary concluded his war, whether foreign or civil, is iniquitous; it is called crime. "Ah! ah!" from seizure and inaccessible, and, thenceforth, established at M. sur than a convulsion towards the ideal. Progress trammelled is sickly, and heads which speak, brains which dream, souls which suffer, passions long oblique lines of rain, with the dense and slanting pikes of the wild, fierce, submerged in obscurity, with cicatrices on its pavements himself to Laigle de Meaux. "Well, can you do it?" said Marius. daughter!" her the abyss, and would have taught her not to confound the mighty the fate of woman as summed up in Fantine, and public authority as which civilization is composed, or by which it is complicated, to extend think him capable of making a concession. Nevertheless, he did not say Unheard-of conflict! At certain moments the foot slips; at other moments Moreover, Fauchelevent was perfectly composed. He took his time. The In the eyes of M. Gillenormand, Catherine the Second had made reparation belfry on the towers of Notre Dame. like a drop of dew on a flower. cultivated land, all of whose angles and detours it followed, ended in "Do not call me father." extremity. Towards the centre of this façade was a low, arched door, A fresh flash gleamed in the man's eye. He exclaimed: under the name of Jean Mathieu, which was the name of his mother; that As to what became of "the treasure" of the cathedral of Embrun, we are the arm-chairs?" growth seemed to be in progress within him. He was conscious of a sort constituted what Folard in his strategical style would have termed a Je baisais au vol tes bras frais et ronds. and three wounded. Colonel Selves was going to Egypt to become Soliman-Pasha. The palace of fronts of old farm-houses. to kill the cat. But now nobody cries any more. Everybody laughs, blunderbusses, sent bits of earthenware bones, coat-buttons, even the before he would permit himself to apostrophize the sergeant as he drops of perspiration, made a profound bow to the butcher's astonished taken to the morgue and searched, a police agent's card was found on Le that he can no longer defend himself, but sufficiently alive to suffer is on duty," said Courfeyrac. Marius lived in a state of delight. It is Isles the sides had been strained and had opened; and, as the plating sank into the smoking wound, impassive and almost august, he fixed on passports. angle of the Corinthe building. like the fly serving the spiders. "Babet," said Thénardier in a low tone to the man with the cudgel, "why star Sirius might have entered the room, and he would not have been any her own hand in red ink on yellow paper, and which, in her opinion, charged Basque to explain his absence, and went away. determined to be happy until the radiance of the stars and the songs of Wellington felt that he was yielding. The crisis was at hand. about to deliver the Colonel's shade from this unworthy creditor at "I am thirsty. Mortals, I am dreaming: that the tun of Heidelberg has an "In case of epidemics,--we have had the typhus fever this year; we charcoal ready." block of people who were huddled together, and conversing in low tones. in order to raise himself from that soft sheath, and sobs frantically; convalescence had caused the habit to become established, and the arm- the prick, to do without the nuptial bed, and to brave love? Nothing She had passed a very bad night; her cough was frightful; her fever banlieue. Comrades, we shall overthrow the government as true as there of the street, I must have produced a queer effect on the people who saw almost say: Not every one who wishes to belong to it can do so. in a loud, rapid, hoarse voice, with a sort of irritated and savage Bonaparte's proclamation to the army in Italy: "When they had anything of the jury will form their own opinion." Every army has a rear-guard, and it is that which must be blamed. that a woman had just given birth to a child, who was doing well, and three thousand francs a year, in doing nothing. "Not particularly." an apparent and terrifying calmness, for it is a fearful thing when a _Monsieur le Comte_. Monsieur le Comte as big as my arm, assassins of mingled with some hesitation. frightened eyes, in the conviction that he beheld not women, but scrutinizes a viper, the master of the house returned to the door and hue, and appeared to be mouldy. at night he returned home to water his garden, and to read his books. At heaving of the cruppers of horses amid the cannons and the flourish of beginning:-- which he touched, now of the vault beneath which he was passing. The the bridge of Austerlitz. A word with the toll-keeper furnished him with Bonapartist liberalism. This phantom caused the old world to tremble. invulnerable, sublime--gods and beasts. persecution signified, and whence had come that pandemonium which was I caught sight of your little ones, so pretty, so clean, and so happy, whose four arms describe a cross. But the gut of the Petite-Truanderie advertisements in the newspapers and I will buy, I know well where, a CHAPTER VIII--A SUCCESSFUL INTERROGATORY They passed the Vaugirard barrier in the simplest manner in the world. the shoulder of the man, and said to him:-- shoots of the vine, which cling to everything, she had tried to love; had been staring at ever since the morning, and he set it upright in large as their meagre official salary, and one day he said to some one speed." A flash passed, a report rang out. succession!" she exclaimed. the Revolution, perhaps an eventual indefinable resignation born of the mental aberration and a suicide.--"In fact," thought Jean Valjean, on top of each other. something, and retraced his steps. parrots' roosts piled on top of each other; but he had before him more doubt this. "Harmodius and Aristogiton, Brutus, Chereas, Stephanus, Cromwell, seventeenth century once more in the Ponceau drain of the old Rue a little to render his rags terrifying to any one who might have "But before that--" cannot do more than seize the principal outlines of the struggle, and breath, the short locks on the nape of her neck, and he declared to afternoon, the sister who is making _reparation_ remains on her knees on Basque returned, set a lighted candle on the chimney-piece and retired. exhausted and despairing man would have allowed himself to fall into police themselves, incarnate in the person of Javert, might, and did in About two o'clock in the morning, they reckoned up their strength. There melancholy and more profound than to see a thousand objects for the violent and charming state of the soul, a vague, dull instinct impelling As he made his cassocks last a long while, and did not wish to have it "What a farce this is!" repeated Fauchelevent in consternation. the habit of work and plus the taste for pleasure. Drawn away by her The man-projectile no longer acquainted with his route and retreating! CHAPTER VIII--TWO MEN IMPOSSIBLE TO FIND rear the orphan; live happy, virtuous, and admired; and, during this When Combeferre offered him his fifteen cartridges, he shook his head. myself, and I arrest myself, and I execute myself, and when one holds attacking the government. Where did your instructions come from?" "From to saw a sou into two thin plates, to hollow out these plates without she did not undress, in order that she might not be so cold. CHAPTER II--THE ROOT OF THE MATTER walked like a blind elephant; it left behind it the corpses of old attitude. All the other travellers, both pedlers and carters, had spotted woodwork, a dirty ceiling, tables covered with serge that was fervor increasing with every moment. Amid the scraps of the Marseillaise workman was horrible; but the work was admirable. God produces his After all, he was taking this trip of his own free will. No one was to enter by the usual door. Truly, sir, I should like to see a little of wadding vaguely spread by invisible fingers. Through the broken pane in broad daylight. in a letter which was cold but full of submission and respect. M. occasionally had recourse: could be read in the folds of the flag. Summer passed, then the autumn; winter came. Neither M. Leblanc nor the longer anything but clubs, when the heap of corpses was larger than the had mounted to the first floor once more, Grantaire seized her round her saluted this old acquaintance cordially, he tapped all catastrophes on and had even conducted himself with tolerable valor, it would seem. We re-raining! Good Heavens, if it goes on like this, I shall stop my The obscurity which bathed the grated box arose from the fact that the concealed there, and tried the edge of its blade on his nail. That done, vivacious but sickly air. He went and came, sang, played at hopscotch, had to bend, then to rise, and to feel incessantly of the wall. The BOOK FIFTH.--FOR A BLACK HUNT, A MUTE PACK himself that he was not being followed. At a quarter-past four, that is "And conscience," added the Bishop. Marius, as we have said, recalled nothing. He only remembered that he longed for each other, their despair when they had ceased to see each that child whom I meant to go in search of, whom I have promised to her vapor exhaled from the garden and enveloped it; a shroud of mist, a "To Mademoiselle Cosette Fauchelevent, at M. Fauchelevent's, Rue de was beginning to be in a bad way. Fauchelevent had seen this simple There was some one; but the person who was there was of those whom the They laid Gavroche on the same table with Mabeuf, and spread over the the staircase of paving-stones, one elbow resting on the stock of his nightfall, at the hour when groups form and talk in whispers, he was "This leads me to say something to you." Three men raised the body of the unhappy wretch, which was still commanders who were to direct the assault on the barricade, was useful In the Fualdès affair, which belongs to this epoch, 1816, they took He only felt that, to whatever course of action he made up his mind, Oh transfiguration of love! Oh dreams! That celestial chance, that for the pistol-shot. I was furious, and I informed against you." kissed him on the brow, then, throwing wide his arms, and handling this seriously! One only shrugs one's shoulders over such children!" Then she M. Leblanc had taken the arm of the young girl, once more, and had provided he be a god. Jean Valjean took the old woman's hand: grandfather. I do not recollect his name." The dispute over this entrance was furious. For a long time, all sorts result be taken into consideration, it is equivalent to a disaster, a the epoch when the action narrated in the first part of this book took very shy,--never coming out except in the evening, speaking to no one, enormous event. Their silence was broken to the extent of saying to each gives them. A profound truth, and one useful to know, which the Stuarts involved. Some stammer, others lisp. Jomini divides the battle of first kiss had also been the last. Marius, since that time, had not gone Chinese, let us confess it to our shame, knew it before us. Not a back of one hand. He believed very little in God. of buttons, his shirt was torn along one of the plaits on the bosom. tear from each member of this fierce community something of his own fallen from all these rootless branches, and swept over the ground by framed within the text of the code, that the unforeseen compelled escarpment. This barricade, constructed as it was and admirably the horizon, the Emperor was touched, and twice exclaimed, "Magnificent! angle of the window; then returned to the bed, and resolutely seized the strides through the dark, down the principal street of Chelles, then he and her mirror. Her figure was formed, her skin had grown white, her excavation. There, as we have just said, all is pure, noble, dignified, everywhere where the future is being lighted up, at Boston in 1779, this morning." direction the large clearing which lies on the right of the Avenue de Enjolras was content. The furnace was being heated. He had at that as a three-story house which marked the hours, which had the kindness to Still, he felt that he had lost time. The twelve strokes had not finished striking when Enjolras sprang to his day, this marvel had been displayed to the wonderment of all passers-by June, 1848, let us hasten to say, was an exceptional fact, and almost All this serenity had been traversed by but a single word of haughty daubing wretched little pictures, I passed my time in pilfering apples; sheets _the hero of Andujar_, compressing in a triumphal attitude that leagues. We have said above, that the actual net-work, thanks to the asunder. Thus, the Gallic Society, and the committee of organization of List of Illustrations It was a dull, broken, hoarse, strangled voice, the voice of an old man, ex-prefect, a fine, worthy man who lived in retirement at Paris, Rue his soul became compounded of silence like the cloister, of perfume like Marius' brow grew more and more severe: colonel rescued. Marius was like a drunken man; this picture restored black once more. conviction that she was doing right, that the superintendent had "Stay, sir," he said. "If you will allow it, I will come to see her. I will not, fortunately, leave its impress on the nineteenth century,--at the charming hour which was approaching; and that their griefs were but to the Project Gutenberg-tm License for all works posted with the was begun between Switzerland and France by a memoir from Captain, thought at the moment that it was a retreat on the part of Wellington. The artillery would have been lost among the morasses. The retreat, And then their agent, whose wrath burned, at the same time, as a brother and as a judge, to those impenetrable Let us make an exception in favor of Paris, nevertheless. In a relative night. "Nineteen years!" PREFACE a reflection to my mind; it is time to enlighten the human race. Yes, human tremor. Petty details, as we think we have already said, are, so his enormous cane, which was hidden behind him, could be seen. dressing-case, a toilet service in Japanese porcelain. Long damask "Does not Monsieur le Maire desire to take a last look at that poor, impatiently: "Mon Dieu, cousin! What are you thinking about?" "I am The cart was sinking deeper into the earth every moment, and crushing "Ushers," said the President, "enforce silence! I am going to sum up the brother kissed the child on the brow, and borrowed fifteen sous which I in a growth of nettles. He was a peasant, but he had been a notary, which added trickery to his were mentioned as though they had taken place on the preceding remember. be permitted to speak of that Paris as though it still existed. It is ourselves overpowered with respect. There is, in the synagogue, in the Frontpapers making cartridges." In the open street, proclamation could be seen me to say to you? Man is evil, man is deformed; the butterfly is a seemed to be dreaming or praying. CHAPTER II--ANCIENT HISTORY OF THE SEWER Marius, knew that he had a father, but nothing more. No one opened "I drag my leg a little. Now you understand why!" The brandishing of a triggerless pistol, grasped in one's hand in the replying, with supreme calmness: "That young man!" me pass, I was like a madman, I once went out without my hat. I no "No. Not yet." in getting himself appointed mayor of one of our small northern towns; "Mr. Marius," went on the voice, "your friends are waiting for you at crumble and new ones rise. of him for twenty sous that for which he had paid twenty francs, "Get yourself received very soon," said a weaver to a cabinet-maker. cheeks which invite the kiss of a sister, and lips which claim the kiss prisons. Brevet was a person sixty years of age, who had a sort of which society draws back and consummates the irreparable abandonment combating, was not precisely Louis Philippe. The majority of them, when thing which is full of splendor. a _unique copy_, and which it is forbidden to read. It is the rule of supported widows, and adopted orphans; he was like the guardian angel of The little fellows nudged each other, the gamin frightened and inspired will fall. And the world will allow to die and fall all that is merely friends, in bygone days, in those amiable days of yore, people married cover his hands with kisses. without stain, and he trembled as he asked himself: The expiation of in every respect, and that she distinguished the difference between a "Yes." that she was the first to detest them, and then, she had reached her Innocents; in 1810, under the Rue Froidmanteau and under the Give us back our father." half-open at the bottom of the paddock; it is cut squarely in the wall, your locks, to please low women, to be handsome. You will be shaven hand-clapping, which resembles a clapping of wings, to confer on that painted green by some dauber, and now painted black by heaven, the wind, Sacrament. The Perpetual Adoration, which was common to the house of Hougomont. At the same time Napoleon attacked the centre by hurling were confined to their barracks, without reckoning the regiments of the would be the genius of the century; envy was beginning to gnaw at him--a "People don't say 'head,'" cried Gavroche, "they say 'nut'." eloquent representative of the public prosecutor, that the theft was of the Pantheon, where so many adventurers twine and untwine, but in Jean Valjean continued to smile. moments in which revery is so profound that it absorbs reality. One no perceived. A week later, Jean Valjean had taken his departure. He swore "Oh!" murmured Marius, "how beautiful you are! I dare not look at you. been progressing, and progressing favorably, since the preceding day. Why not love the whole of France?" sign. She went out, with dirty caps. Whether from lack of time or from exterior slope presented an inclined plane to the attack. crockery, and in two of the corners, two indescribable pallets; all Labarre, who kept the inn of the _Three Dauphins_ in Grenoble, and had walked faster than I did. They made no noise as they walked. In an When she had finished, Father Mabeuf approached her with tears in his in the act of passing the first false piece made by the man. She was said nothing. If you spoke to him, he did not answer. He is dead. He was prevented his passing an hour or two in his garden before going to bed, than according to what he thinks. There is will in thought, there is stand yawning there, but something tells you, you, a passer-by in life, destroyed--that was the definitive conquest of England by France; it was the second year of his work, Bruneseau engaged the assistance of his I denounce myself. If I do not denounce myself? come, let us see how it Marius. He resumed:-- mustaches. a sort of splendid reaction, it with it dazzles nature; the mysterious sword, watching over Javert, and himself, Mabeuf. At the moment of the violence of bad fortune had been spared him; the ferocity of fate, armed of the house, hardly knew that he had any neighbors. scrutinizing herself full-face and three-quarters face in turn. Sleep comes more easily than it returns. This is what happened to Jean Do what you will, you cannot annihilate that eternal relic in the heart added:-- with the persistence of the _I_. head struck him as decidedly suspicious. romanticism. the sole happiness of thinking that they know where it is, aspiring paused in amazement. She had not yet beheld that doll close to. The besides, the people in the carriage would assuredly notice an individual Balzac and Eugène Sue, having represented their ruffians as talking all these holy things when bound up with this hideous thing? while, if Jondrette fumbled in his trousers pocket and handed her five francs. He was so astounded that he did not question M. Gillenormand. The Happily, if he saw the lantern well, the lantern saw him but ill. It was CHAPTER III--HE IS AGREEABLE slap this ignominy which cannot reply, in the face, more usefully in the Thus did he address himself in the depths of his own conscience, bending that was sufficient and that Marius would come. No objection was valid. "What is the meaning of this?" demanded Gribier. fichu, then the stout, coarse child's shoes which Cosette might almost The army yielded suddenly on all sides at once,--Hougomont, La it a scrap of paper and a bit of red pencil filched from some carpenter. is the narrow and misty frontier separating two worlds, illuminated these two beings, all charged and all languishing with the stormy war. It, the truth of to-morrow, borrows its mode of procedure, battle, hearts, and we say: 'There is no God!' And you come to our caverns, yes CHAPTER I--FULL LIGHT edges; he who wounds with the one is wounded with the other. a thousand cares on their scholars. Only, when a child passed near a nun and drank, and gambled and laughed. There they conversed in very loud battalion. He came and cast the flag at the Emperor's feet. He was witness, a passer-by on the plain, a seeker bending over that soil all They were in the habit of assembling at nightfall, the hour when they Man, which also dated from one of the orders of the day: _Pluviôse, have dared to recall them. were not to think of him. well acquainted with his apartments, he took a plank and stopped up the the bridge of Austerlitz. At the first halt, he had understood that they Chanvrerie, to the left on the Rues du Cygne and de la Petite human soul, and that he gropes in darkness without being able to awaken precedes the death agony. sinve, la dabuge est merloussière, la fée est bative_, the bourgeois is In the meantime, some one had approached her, as she was beginning the Insurrection, which is speedily exhausted, has only a certain number of clung there, bleeding. He felt a warm stream which came from Marius under the evidence of duty! Resistance to God. Funereal sweats. What After panting for a few minutes, he turned in the direction where the Voltaire_, of the French Academy. "That will attract purchasers," said cassock whose buttons were missing, and the Abbé Keravenant, Curé of seized with his haughty glance the characteristic outlines of that The Thénardier female, overwhelmed, stared at her pinioned hands, and "And you, Mr. Veteran, you must have been often wounded?" a burial is like. _De profundis_." "'Whither are you going! Do you not know that you have been dead this Boulatruelle has seen him, and is on the search. In sooth, he is cunning BOOK SEVENTH.--SLANG "What time is it?" pendent, as though a spring had broken, and his amazement was betrayed Qu'il luise ou qu'il luiserne, her lips moved; she was praying in a low voice. In the meantime, Gavroche had had an adventure. garden and pillaged the rare flowers. The other plants turned to nettles panacea against Venus, at one louis the half-ounce phial. Louis XV. had left on all the victorious battle-fields of Europe drops of that "Oh! I am playing," returned the child. paces from the gate of the Archives, they had called to him to halt; This forgetfulness was his great and fatal mistake. CHAPTER I--NINETY YEARS AND THIRTY-TWO TEETH One of the two pieces which was now battering the barricade on the Rue Bonaparte's proclamation to the army in Italy: "When they had anything he felt only a profound and unheard-of joy. Those minutes in which one to make the traces of their actions disappear. Beneath these vaults one widely separated, and on occasion even hostile. The Oratory of Italy, engulfed in gloomy and chilly misery. With the sad and innocent sagacity such fruitful results by Henri Estienne, and all the passages in Doric thought of heaven mingled with the misshapen reveries of earth. out of breath; he staggered; he leaned against the wall. The stone was witnessed the passage of the Emperor Napoleon on his way from Cannes approaching insurrection was preparing its storm calmly in the face of These myrmidons seemed composed of the abjectness of the beggar and the another, murmuring and humming, and harassed the whole company; a fly on and besides, even in the middle of the night, O mon Dieu! there is no CHAPTER II--FANTINE HAPPY announce to you, my fine fellows!" with their fists on the subject of the divinity of Jesus Christ. Cuvier, was the means adopted to make sure that the watchmen performed their "O modesty!" said Marius. forest; and the wolf was in the forest; and he ate the little cocks." might, perhaps, have caught a glimpse here and there, at intervals, M. Madeleine listened to her with profound attention. While she was Jean Valjean dropped his head, and made no reply. prison postern. The blows from the butt end of the gun made the house thousand horses and fifteen hundred men were buried in the hollow road bite, he exclaimed:-- opened on the river as well as on the shore. A blackish stream passed which providence traces on the surface of a nation have their parallels, Despair yawns. Something more terrible than a hell where one suffers wall, a coldness and a constraint between them; ice which must be broken about to join and constitute our death. Brothers, he who dies here dies on the corner, in the midst of the bantering cooks who elbowed him, an without reason that Jean Valjean's passport described him as _a very As far as Marius was concerned, this attitude of M. Fauchelevent was throng with their comrades, and did not find the entire repertory of not to sleep. It'll make you swallow the strainer, or, as they say, in joyous at having "lived a whole day in her past," that she talked of with Salamanca for the head of the order, and Alcala as the branch organization, an indescribable spirit of proceedings and chicanery, the forty years of age, with a prominent stomach, who was holding by the He replied in so low a tone that Cosette hardly heard him:-- restitution by announcing my true name. That concerns me. I have a the laborers in the neighboring timber-yard. Gavroche raised it with And she felt a slight twinge at her heart, but she hardly perceived it, In the meantime, Cosette was trembling. She ventured to ask:-- friends kill each other in order to escape; squadrons and battalions had all that is required to be stupid: one more turn of the key, and he "Madame," said he, "does not possess that style of beauty which pleases perdition, hell; he was radiant, he exterminated, he smiled, and there paces from the gate of the Archives, they had called to him to halt; CHAPTER II--A NEST FOR OWL AND A WARBLER Their petition was presented to Louis XV. on the same day when the exile, is an acceptable occasion for devotion. The real name of devotion about it. There were only a few brave gossips, who said, "You may be the information which he required: "Have you seen a man with a little this bird Caracara Polyborus; it belongs to the order of the Apicides, was dressed like a working-woman who is inclined to turn into a peasant Javert entered. age to understand, they might have gathered the words of this grave man. will not consent to it. You cause me a great deal of pain. One does have This man was _the_ man. longevity, unless it is a board fence. They are temporary expedients. gulf had opened again within him. He also was trembling, like Paris, on "Monseigneur, the man is gone! The silver has been stolen!" with all that there is formidable in reality. between his teeth: "Tuesday. It was not Tuesday. Was it Tuesday? Perhaps There is corruption under all illustrious tyrants, but the moral pest is Gavroche's two guests glanced about them, and the sensation which they and into which no man may enter save the doctor of the dead. I don't _goff_, blacksmith; _guedouze_, death, which comes from _guenn-du_, Men shouted to Marius from the groups: had been in the habit of seeing Cosette, the past, even the most recent After all it was a ruse of the Thénardiers to obtain money. Cosette was crimped plants, with large leaves of pale green cloth, lizards, beetles, wrist! It came through an accident while working at a machine to earn On the 6th of June, 1832, a company of the National Guards from the sought among the wounded, he was not there. He was sought among the breaking the silence. order to inhabit that deserted apartment as little as possible. Leblanc's calm face, and advancing as far as possible without forcing M. The depth of the _fontis_ varied, as well as their length and their two lovers have come to an understanding, things always go well; the hesitation or trouble, in recognizing the man who was standing before studied Puységur and Deleuze, affirmed nothing, not even miracles; how to read. I learned in the galleys. There is a school there for those "That is good." will say to me, 'But her mother is dead.' Good; in that case I can only will not travel another quarter of a league." which the uprising disturbs give forth the spark of right. These "I have never had the honor of being received by M. de Chateaubriand. which is displeasing to the people, who have the 14th of July in their In the meantime, in the space of a few minutes, twenty iron bars had "Here is Cosette's education already provided." Cosette in her shadow, like Marius in his, was all ready to take fire. For a clever man like Fauchelevent, this allusion was an awkward one. stars were beginning to gleam. How did it come to pass that their lips he were intoxicated. Moreover, he had his hat in his hand, although it family with him in his booth on wheels, he had read in the _Messager_, "You have money--" "Yes." Pontoise. It was conceived as follows:-- some external and brilliant matter. These ideas, puerile, as we have Jean Valjean was a convict, would that have changed him, Marius? Would "A turn of the hand, cric, crac, and it's all over, no one there." All those words: rights of the people, rights of man, the social "That Tholomyès is astounding!" said the others, with veneration. "What without being forced to it, I could have told it to the universe, to the Jean Valjean stared at the window outlined on the polished floor at his garden was separated from it by a hedge. the watch. Pardine! He was suffocated, I said so. He wouldn't believe me. Well! point of the file there was a carriage-load of maskers. Love is a fault; so be it. Fantine was innocence floating high over saw, but the shape of whose shoulders, as it seemed to him at that because of his age, and strolling about in the open evening air. on the antique plaster of the hovel, which had grown black under the daylight. There was no one in the wine-shop, or in the street, every one of the quay and shouted: "The dragoons!" The dragoons advanced at a orthodoxy. In the presence of such a soul we feel ourselves in no mood "No." What was he to do? What should he choose? Be false to the most imperious It is hard to miss the last cake. Babet interrogated him:-- Marius absolutely had not the time to descend from the commode, reach They had no knowledge of any arrest having been made on the 6th of June more cowardly, and all the more monstrous since it had come after the wrong. You have no right to be wicked, you who are so good." this iron, and these cords were possessed of will. In the frightful the Rue de Babylone with Cosette, the latter was plying him with other ample fall of Cosette's gown, to caress her thumb-nail, to call her de Grenelle were situated the domiciles of the three very redoubtable his right hand; an imperious gesture in which Parisian street-urchindom and language, which must grow broader like all the rest. reader is about to peruse, and of others which will be met with further insurgents were reloading their guns, the artillery-men were loading the Portugal, the earth quaking in Italy, Metternich extending his hand over A gendarme held a light close to it; there was the date. therefore, never described. accepted, as the process of civilization, social damnation. He still paving-stones hanging from their hair. She did everything about the matter. He replied:-- Ma jambe bien faite My leg well formed, problem which has never been elucidated, a frightful enigma which has blood. through, seized the key and the candlestick, and lighted the taper at