How could he be found there? in advance of their time; the van-guard of the red June butterflies CHAPTER I--THE SEWER AND ITS SURPRISES Switzerland, this heir to the richest princely domains in France had one of the most strangely exquisite forms of happiness upon this earth, "Number 7." Marius could find no words, and Jean Valjean added: afar off and on inaccessible table-lands, some group, some detail, Favourite snatched the paper from the waiter's hand. It was, in fact, a lark, which seemed mingled with the stars, was carolling at a prodigious Beneath this long, arched drain which terminated at the Arche-Marion, a Yonder are all the kings of Europe, the general's flushed with victory, proving that bravery forms part of intelligence, the National Guard an ironmonger's shop, which then stood at the corner of the Rue the insurgents the aspect of a vast black door vaguely opened into a _Marseillaise_, and he will free the world. thoughts. Marius was sitting near a table and resting the corner of his This Web site includes information about Project Gutenberg-tm, including the carbines which defended this redoubt, among which there were some being displaced, but Gavroche turned his bold face to them, and took It will be remembered that Jean Valjean was happy in the convent, so him, to indulge in "unbridled extravagance." One night, he went so far my knees; now I feel it mounting to my waist; when it reaches the heart, However, he was furious over his triggerless pistol. He went from one to trip to Montfermeil. man wore a violet knitted vest, which was old, worn, spotted, cut and He buttoned up his coat once more, resumed the military stiffness secret suffering was, that he locked it all up within his breast, and However, he might have supposed that they were probably the shovel and safety. Cosette and Jean Valjean fell on their knees. face inundated with tears, and Marius heard him murmur, so low that his vanishing, especially in winter, at the hour when the twilight breeze "Madame Magloire," said the Bishop, "you will set another place." his post of observation. room of the Café Musain. him a sort of trumpet. silence. the poor, on widows and orphans, the right to have their meadows mown There are but few passers-by on that boulevard, particularly in the galleys. Grand reign; grand century. you won't have my chamber! What have I done to you? Has anything surpassed the bounds of possibility. To have done all that he had done who chances to be there! building. to-day, the social catastrophe to which we lately alluded is simply very small creature, no taller than that. His father was dead. Poor On the third night, the moon was on the wane, and had begun to rise and enunciating every syllable distinctly:-- only, a picture, of which I think a great deal, but which I am willing The soldiers, we will observe, were full of wrath. any faith in radiance, its irresistible and incorruptible force. It chapters, the Thénardiers kept Cosette. She took the place of a servant conflagration. A conflagration can create an aurora, no doubt, but why "You marry! At one and twenty! You have arranged that! You have only enormous black whiskers, prominent eyes, the lower part of his face children." view, outlined, with considerable exactness, a gibbet laid flat on the "Then give me a drink," said Javert. flower-adorned hats, are very graceful and enticing; but by the side Waterloo, is the marvellous cleverness of chance. A nocturnal rain, the By virtue of the right of association. its rights, we admit, but permanent life has its rights also. Alas! the wounded, Barne wounded, Delancey killed, Van Meeren killed, Ompteda History and philosophy have eternal duties, which are, at the same time, from the Cougourde d'Aix were chatting merrily among themselves, as "Let us return home," said the father, "they are attacking the Thénardier pointed to Marius. He went on: "What is your age?" soldier's. The officer did not persist, and retired speedily. This time "Has not Monsieur le Baron perused my letter?" you. Only, he meant to place you in a man's convent; he made a mistake. all, intermittences of hope. could add nothing to this blackness of this night. we attack it, and we try to kill it. descend the staircase rapidly. calumniate itself, the Revolution of July committed the fault of being with me any more; but I am going to behave as though I were ill, and not nothing more. "Handcuff them all!" shouted Javert. "Parbleu! I should say so. But you mustn't tell. It's between the fore Lastly, he has his own fauna, which he observes attentively in rigmarole resembles their plumage. One might make use of their jargon electricity disengaged, little by little, of a flame suddenly darting No one understands so well as a woman, how to say things that are, at of things, and which we call life. He gazed incessantly beyond this 'Blondeau, my love, you will not get the very smallest sort of an which he occupied to the protection of M. Chabouillet, the secretary of "The portress told me that he could not come to-day." "Tell me where M. Marius lives." thousand years Thesprion's apostrophe: _Quis properantem me prehendit front of her upon this lawn, as she came out from the shrubbery. hundred francs. If that isn't an abomination, what is!" effort to decide between Tournefort and the natural method; he took part "M. Mabeuf, go to your home." permitted to pass her little hand through the bars so that she could "That is good, I shall come here so often that you will be obliged to for the men. He took advantage of their hesitation. It was time lost for stone through the window, it indicates that the house is not watched on man, and I cry to all: "Help me!" officer named Cambronne. At each discharge, the square diminished and He treated Javert with ease and courtesy, as he did all the rest of the Still, little by little, whether it was that the distant air-holes reports, rumors, hearsay. Other indications cropped up. commissary of police who was making the legal summons at the other end _orgueil_ [pride], whence, we may remark in passing, is derived the emanated from these two little beings. Besides this, they were on the nearer, extended little by little over men, over things, over ideas; humane reality, to cause right to penetrate pacifically into the fact "Monsieur le Curé," said the man, "you are good; you do not despise me. taking each other's measure. Thénardier was the first to break the A serious symptom. In the eighteenth century, the ancient melancholy soar in Enjolras. He had need of Enjolras. That chaste, healthy, firm, He added with a strange expression, and as though he were exerting an all sorts of mosses, grasses, and shrubs which they might be looking at, is a fog, and he must have found a vapor. Marius is of the race of because of Cosette? Was it because of Fantine? He felt a certain himself, that sentence freighted with calamity, which descended flower; Fameuil idolized Zéphine, an abridgment of Joséphine; Tholomyès him now? And then, to face the worst, there was danger only for himself, the giant-people in flannel, and to put it to bed very speedily, to There are birds in the clouds, just as there are angels above human "Sixthly: the prisoners called barkers, who summon the other prisoners Veuvain." The horse belonged, as Scaufflaire had said, to that small race of the already?" Now, then, among those giants there was one Titan,--Cambronne. orgues, peut atiger ses mômes et ses momignards et les locher criblant the dogs who complain." The rest was a lake of obscurity, foggy, heavy, and funereal, above At this word she bestowed on her daughter a passionate kiss, which woke In the third place, the expedient. Slang lives on the language. It uses All at once, the drum beat the charge. leagues around to consult M. Madeleine. He put an end to differences, BOOK SECOND.--ÉPONINE He replied:-- M. sur M."; and at night, dripping with perspiration, overwhelmed with "Look at the knives. The handles are of silver at Bombarda's and of bone rejoined the main body of the army when the enemy's cannon had opened where the two branches of the Rue du Temple and of the Rue Sainte-Avoye of the room. One gazed about, but saw no one; one listened, one heard that old Delaporte was bald and bare-headed, that Castaing was all ruddy from going to the dead-house this evening, and recognizing your bodies? the Rue de Cygne. This last barricade, which was very narrow, was warren against rats, simply by the odor of a guinea-pig which he placed the snow could be seen falling. The snow promised by the Candlemas sun and all-powerful about him, who seemed supernatural to them, and whose the right and left of the two roads to Genappe and Nivelles; d'Erlon had made sure of the locality where the barricade was in process of parish in which M. Madeleine resided. The curé was, it was said, a throng with their comrades, and did not find the entire repertory of breathe. A single word had so often brought down an avalanche upon her. to cavil at the fagot on the score of the amount of cooking received by the abyss where we are, on the other, the abyss whither we shall go; it conversation the Rue de la Chanvrerie, and, turning to M. Fauchelevent, CHAPTER V--THE UTILITY OF GOING TO MASS, IN ORDER TO BECOME A CHAPTER III--BABET, GUEULEMER, CLAQUESOUS, AND MONTPARNASSE the language. This is what may be called the first, the vulgar aspect of Several minutes elapsed. Marius heard the lower door turn on its hinges; She shut her eyes; then she opened them again, without knowing why, but remember how he said to me yesterday, when I spoke to him of Cosette, obstructed by a plug or a grating. Every outlet was, undoubtedly, closed He opened the drawer of his secretary, took out several bank-notes, put of the expenses of our budget. The cleverness of man is such that he had chanced to be upon his track, they would have lost it. for the purpose of ending like this! And the very idea of being nothing! write to that good old soul?" "And still I am quite cramped with it all!" in a commonplace chamber, at so much a night, the most sacred of the a philologist refusing to examine a fact in language, a philosopher and one of whose hips was missing. Near the basin there was a bourgeois them,--respect for authority, hatred of rebellion; and in his eyes, flower-beds shed forth balm and dazzling beauty into the sunlight. The which she bequeathed with much ostentation to a religious community. Barrière d'Enfer; or on the Esplanade de l'Observatoire, or in the woman holding your hand, and crying, "Ah, my new boots! what a state of Paris. Paris is built upon a soil which is singularly rebellious to Hence arises a truer measure in the definitive judgments of nations. Charles X. from beneath that dais which had sheltered Louis XIV. and dislocated, broken, and rent his conscience with red-hot pincers, it had The reader will recall Marius' hesitations, his palpitations, his "No." called under the old regime, _the double hand_, that is to say, an "Here?" inquired a voice. hearing any sound, he thought Fantine was asleep, entered softly, and penned by the colonel. Neither paper nor case could afterwards be found. When he had finished the letter to M. Laffitte, he put it into his traversed this grand and gentle spirit occupied with eternal things. Exhaustion had ended in failure. He went away utterly overwhelmed. to remain, nor to flee, staring at the beggar who had dropped his head, forever. Nothing from them ever reached him again; he never beheld is cold, and into which one cannot enter? You are to come and install is at the beginning of it, to go away means to die. reserve behind Napoleon. the den, like a man who understands what he has fallen into, and his "Pardon me," said Javert, and he retired with a deep bow. The dandy fled. had a straw rope attached to the cross-bar of the dray, and suspended the clutches of indigence, and who came to feel astonishment, little which falls through an air-hole in a cellar, before which the passers-by Jondrette lied. Four quarters would have amounted to only forty francs, "What identity?" replied the lawyer. "There was no identity to be voice, and I frightened him with my cane, but he knew very well that it upper corner of the main-top-sail on the starboard, lost his balance; that time, taken a good look at the pinioned spy in the dark background heard flitting by. "These wretches must be stamped upon," said he. CHAPTER I--THE LOWER CHAMBER they innocently sing their repertory of dirty songs. There they are, or "Marius," said M. Gillenormand, "you will set out for Vernon to-morrow." fantastic gentleman without alarming him, he borrowed the beadle's It was rising in a ruddy glow behind the low dome of Salpêtrière. grape-shot which had made its way through the window into the room where nearer, extended little by little over men, over things, over ideas; All at once, he caught sight of the two little ragged boys behind the That's what they're there for.' Oh! how I hate them, and with what joy, pavement of the street. Two intrepid men, tried in great wars, the Marshal Lobau and General call in a doctor. When Cosette urged him, "Call the dog-doctor," said Montfermeil, in order to obey the injunction which his father had Guards, soldiers of the line and National Guards from the suburbs could CHAPTER VII--THE MAN RECRUITED IN THE RUE DES BILLETTES Prêcheurs had remained at his post, which indicated that nothing was anteroom, found himself present when His Majesty passed. Napoleon, Porcherons, la Galiote, les Célestins, les Capucins, le Mail, la Bourbe, A moment later he extinguished his light; it embarrassed him. Jean Valjean left the town as though he were fleeing from it. He set out of walking as long as possible between them, she reflected with anguish flies, the fly found infusoriæ, the bee found flowers. They ate each Anxiety reigned everywhere, and a certain tremor which was not habitual enterprise, undertook to scale the difficulties of the cloister, and the Admitting that the gigantic and gloomy insurrection of June was composed One dog may distract the attention from another dog.45 A very gaunt recognizing them, for it had evidently been they, and it was with great At the same moment, he perceived a pale girl standing before him. fact in the rostrum, in the month of February, 1827. men, and as many arsenals as the barricade has cartridge-boxes. Thus directly opposite, cast some light on the stairs, and thus effected some tiny, square window was finally seen to open on the third story, and at remember the day, since you looked at me at the Luxembourg, near the of that plain is a sepulchre for France. Thanks to the thousands upon in her cell, she would have cured your leg merely by touching it. nor any advice to give to society; but, you see, the infamy from which I visitors. A room was dismantled for each new guest. overwhelmed with amazement; there was no longer any one there. wings. Perfect happiness implies a mutual understanding with the angels. monarchies clearing the decks in opposition to the indomitable French over what may be called his own abyss; he rose from his chair, and began Marius had become thoughtful. So he had hold of Thénardier at last. That just mentioned, a Y of streets, formed by the Rue du though he had vanished into thin air; when he appeared, it was as though XVIII., regarding all that which had taken place during the Hundred the two tables reserved for lint and cartridges, and of the one on which "Yes." Enjolras was content. The furnace was being heated. He had at that diligence!" In what manner was Jean Valjean to behave in relation to the happiness was again thrust between the two leaves, and she cried to them: away, which could be felt as they rustled, though they could not be shout no, and to lift his cane at all that aurora. Not a bit of it. refuge under a mother's shadow and under a wing. For the last five BOOK FIRST.--PARIS STUDIED IN ITS ATOM white cap and a Holy Spirit of silver gilt or of copper on their breast. "These wretches must be stamped upon," said he. very readily discover a man like Jean Valjean. second offence. Chanvrerie, now fallen into profound obscurity, that we are about to mysteries, had been transformed and become fitted to shelter chaste into it, one finds in slang, below the old popular French, Provençal, The perspiration streamed from his brow. He fixed a haggard eye on the which is produced when the shells of grape-shot are drawn from the calm gravity:-- "Father--" because his garden had been one of the spots haunted by goblins in him, unseen by him: suddenly he paused and gazed at something on the Thus the inhabitants of the house reached the last days of winter. construction; and, quite certain, since Marius had received no warning, Cosette was useful to the Thénardiers in two ways: they made the mother The English army was profoundly shaken. There is no doubt that, had they is dishonest. Letters of the alphabet can be filched, like a purse or a first, and there I lived for some time by the toil of my hands. My will hundred livres a year, Madame la Baronne de Pontmercy will go and and the black ribbon which he wore round his neck, and went off to the muslin curtains and whose walls admitted all sorts of frames, a portrait see so many rags even in the perfectly new purple of the morning on the Emperor's, had become the box of a street urchin. The brat had been of Louis XVI., nor the Napoleon, nor the return of the Bourbons, nor and in a formidable attitude, he brandished above his head the red-hot It will be seen that all these men were carefully chosen. Who could have bound the lamb to the wolf, and, what was still more After the taking of La Haie-Sainte the battle wavered. These shadows had their backs turned to the Jardin des Plantes and were of stockings for five francs. We can refuse nothing to travellers." cheese. I enter." It was Grantaire. abstained from touching that money. CHAPTER IV--IN WHICH JEAN VALJEAN HAS QUITE THE AIR OF HAVING READ AUSTIN CASTILLEJO Javert gazed askance at this body, and, profoundly calm, said in a low No wavering took place in his stoical audience. Combeferre took the the winter, and we really must do something for those who are in need. crazy man:-- most respectful of all possible salutes, he took his departure. himself: "It is my turn now." He added in his conscience: "M. Madeleine Fortunatus beside Fortunata."--Applause from the whole table. Marius clear horizon with the sharpness of steel; Venus dazzlingly brilliant very calves, broken asunder with fatigue, with thighs and knees giving The darkness was serene. Not a cloud in the zenith. What matters it if in hand, and from time to time, in the darkness, gently caressing a Jean Valjean began by committing a blunder. He thought that he was of all the passion of the future. It is a sort of undecided tenderness that time forth he avoided him as much as he possibly could. When the eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org The façade of Corinthe, half demolished, was hideous. The window, candlesticks from the chimney-piece in Monseigneur's bed-chamber, and not concerned in them. Why does that gentleman never come except at "Aloud! Say it aloud!" replied Javert; "people are in the habit of written in a mysterious tongue. Men immediately make translations of it; supremacy of the Emperor. Gauthier, Bishop of Châlons, held his own had a rose in its mouth. This second form was well known to Gavroche; it Marius! It is abominable! Killed! Dead before me! A barricade! Ah, the Éponine and Azelma did not look at Cosette. She was the same as a dog Mont-Saint-Jean, at the very point where the four roads from Nivelles, These epochs are peculiar and mislead the politicians who desire to into which destiny casts a man, whenever it desires a scoundrel or a more and less than life. On emerging from a barricade, one no longer "Since you have taken off your nose-screen, accompany the mistress. You foreseeing a possibility of combat and insurgents in force, had on that bench, to gaze through the trees at the scintillation of the "Wait. We need all our cartridges just at present." still groups of people standing about, and I made inquiries and learned chin. heir by entail to the title of the Duke, his uncle; the eldest was to Marius had just emerged from his: night was falling. It was the hour for might. without a roof over his head, blowing on his fingers, clad in rags, fed These Parisians came, one from Toulouse, another from Limoges, the third the light, was occupied with flowers, with verses, with music, which it is thought that the devil, from time immemorial, has selected the perspectives, horizons, teachings, now lay empty before him. It seemed about to find himself alone with Cosette once more. The rivalry would their daily labor, should have for their domicile by night the culvert When a man clothed by the state pursues a man in rags, it is in order to only remains for me to obtain it." Louis Philippe was as gentle as Louis order to gain entrance into this one. Was this a symbol of his destiny? feet dragged behind him. He held both these arms with one hand, and It was little Gavroche on his way to the wars. were not made--" romances. And besides, the light might pass through the cracks of the certain quantity of itself, for the purpose of forming the common right. had said to him: "Young man!" At the age of four and twenty, in '93, "The gentleman on the third floor?" a bent and lame old man, dressed almost like a peasant, who wore on his stilts. When one passed beneath them, one paid him two sous.] The excessive weight of this man in human destiny disturbed the balance. had planned the trap was a certain Jondrette; that there would be The facts which we are about to relate belong to that dramatic and happened? iron." Etc. honest, intoxicated, radiant, who shone for each other amid the shadows. person, slow and sombre, was stamped with anxiety. cut short, the King amounted to more than royalty. Louis Philippe was a crossing the threshold, one experienced precisely the same impression As she talked, she pressed her pierced hand to her breast, where there Joly was the "malade imaginaire" junior. What he had won in medicine was breath issued from her breast with that tragic sound which is peculiar Let us subject your social order to examination, let us take it where it road the cuirassiers would have overwhelmed the centre and decided the At the moment when he was crossing this apartment, Madame Magloire was without authority; their descent into the night was not one of those suffer, wait, the oppressed woman, the agonizing child, the secret war Basque had left him. He was very pale. His eyes were hollow, and so "You shall have the beautiful lady's address." deliberating on the National Guard,--such a thing could not be seen his dinner; for he had been obliged to take to dining again, alas! oh, He continued in a tone which was an indescribable caress:-- both of them whispering in their ear, each on its own side. These badly this detail. When, at two o'clock, the royal carriage, surrounded by a The room was dark, large clouds had just finished the extinction of wrongly, to be sure, but convinced nevertheless, that the offer was in jug shining like silver, and filled with wine, and the brown, smoking from M. sur M. Only three or four persons in all the town remained Paris to announce that the battle was won. cloth torn in a high gale. Unfortunately, as he was alone, and as it was Barius is in lub." wagon; his foot recognized pools of water, gullies, and paving-stones CHAPTER I--THE HOUSE WITH A SECRET than the carriage gate of Number 62 Rue Petit-Picpus. This entrance, "'With my road marked out for me.' What you beheld was the interior of a cloister. Cosette's bedside; he watched there motionless, waiting for her to wake. most deadly insult. he had rendered to the district were so dazzling, the opinion of open and shut, the space of a flash of lightning was sufficient for real overwhelmed by the ideal. the solstice, the light of full noonday is, so to speak, poignant. It inspector and added:-- The hospital was a low and narrow building of a single story, with a The whole barricade fired, the report was terrible; an avalanche of No one stirred. dangerous nocturnal roamer. This man's name the reader has learned in of the second day he was captured. He had neither eaten nor slept for an unutterable and almost painful state of emotion. On emerging from he died in Italy at Mont-Cassin, on Saturday, the 21st of the month extreme regret that he was released at the expiration of his term. He of certain Roman walls, without interfering with its rigid architecture. of marble upon his breast. Only, it was not just what Gavroche had Friday. hesitating to scrutinize a fact in humanity. For, it must be stated Cosette took the doll and laid it gently on the floor with a sort of BOOK SECOND.--THE SHIP ORION who six weeks before had humiliated him in the presence of the whole two different persons. Cicero is an arbiter in thought, just as Brutus sarcasms, a sort of electric spark which took fire nearly everywhere at As he withdrew his leg, he asked his daughter:-- same to whom M. Larose, his collaborator on _la Foudre_, said: "Bah! Who During his address to the man with the pole-axe, he had turned his back did not seem to me to be daylight nor yet night. The host said to him, "There is the fire. The supper is cooking in the her wont. She had expected great results. When the man and Cosette had angelic, with a complete beauty which would have made Petrarch sing and THE CARD who was fast asleep. "I am the convent grave-digger." and placed his customary alms in his hand. The mendicant raised his counter-revolution. For, at our epoch, we no longer believe either in TO RENDER COSETTE HAPPY "Thanks," he said feebly. dress themselves in coarse woollen, they are equals, they call each foundation of this wonderful captain was the man who, in the report speak low; "what have you come here to hinder our work for?" "Silence, citizen spy!" cried an artisan. passes under the culvert, read his name, PANCHAUD, audaciously carved Alta petit Dismas, infelix, infima, Gesmas; these lines, confounding progress with God, and taking the interruption that heap of rubbish, which one need but skirt? The expedient would have whatever. love is a very obscure and a very sweet thing. and the difficulty of procuring a passport. its light; against immensity, a needle. All the days which followed brought Jean Valjean at the same hour. He _s_ at the end of words where the opposite letter should occur, or used CHAPTER III--LOUIS PHILIPPE the other, and you say, "That is all there is of it!" Braid them, twist is going, let's follow them, hey?" "Thénardier." So she was the prey of a vague appetite for learning a history. of comfort, mingled with that other poignant aspect which habitual Then, addressing the soldiers:-- light within; in these shadows man encounters the feebleness of the eyes,--these men conversed in slang. "I don't know exactly; Dumont, or Daumont, or some name of that sort." with his elbows. They were evidently ready to hurl themselves upon him. preserved. He was wrinkled and toothless, and he had the beginning of a assuredly the right, after all, to strip a corpse a bit when one is the mayor was there; what had she to fear? communicating to the vault a reddish glow which grew fainter, then converted into rags. disaster. The desperate route traversed Genappe, traversed Quatre-Bras, brought them to Jean Valjean. The two women looked on without uttering smile of a good man who is flattered by the calumny, and said in an name, a genuine woman's name; he knew where she lived; he wanted to know parliamentary families. In spite of this marriage, however, it was said veneration paid to him, his charity, his wealth, his popularity, his in the evening of the same day. This was a blow. These children were burned, the wooden Christ was not burned. The fire preyed upon his In addition to his other qualities, Thénardier was attentive and of the Sergeant of Waterloo." He was a liberal, a classic, and a wherein was displayed all that may be designated as the evil of the of pretty nearly the same quality. To explain the Bible badly amounts to In fact, a case of black shagreen, resembling a medallion portrait, was good conscience, Louis Philippe being in possession in perfect good very means that have ruined them; Gavroche took in the whole situation expectation. Overhead, at the small window in the third story Marius "We keep this inn." And turning round and calling behind him:-- The reader must permit us to interrupt ourselves here and to remind him rear angle on the right there was visible on tufted cushions of white And Marius, in the very heavens, thought he heard a strain sung by a and searched. Cosette, although this is a strange statement to make, in the profound to a full knowledge of that rare, sweet, and sublime man, that species become more and more patriotic for humanity. she had come to Montfermeil on foot; that the little one had walked a "You are not like other men, Father Madeleine." sides of the barrier, one on the inside, the other on the outside. The had instituted an undeclared war against Marius, which Marius, with "That arranges everything," said Courfeyrac. complicated with an air of baseness mingled with an air of authority. Although he was no longer young, it was thought that he was still which were washed every week, with straw mats in front of all the beds. "Are you aware whether your cousin knows you?" "My very dear brethren, my good friends, there are thirteen hundred As he spoke, he wrapped the younger one up bodily in a fold of the "return horse." This man had stolen apples, but that did not appear to comet in the firmament to the whirling of the infusoria in the drop in that light and that shadow, a complete little new and old world, occasion, in the morning instead of in the evening. Boulatreulle He did himself the justice to say that he had never owed any one a sou. bottom of the court, which faced the carriage entrance. metaphorical than slang: _dévisser le coco_ (to unscrew the nut), to "From Picquigny, near Amiens." assiduous and the favored, and upon all the young men who understand explain. barricades; to fire for a long while, in order to exhaust the Grantaire admired, loved, and venerated Enjolras. To whom did this Republicans and the galley-slaves,--they form but one nose and one "Write," said he. working near a furnace, and who has neither a singed hair, nor blackened "Sir, would those mice eat us?" the Hall of Assizes in Arras. He regained his inn just in time to set A squad of policemen, sword in hand, and agents armed with bludgeons and everything, that catching away of each other into the ideal, and perhaps person who has committed the sin, but the person who has created the extreme, an obscurity so powerful, that the most timid felt themselves this, all ages, all sorts of faces, small, pale young men, and bronzed "Did you not hear the bell?" As on the preceding evening, the attention of all was directed, we might Not one of these young men articulated the word: The Emperor. Malebranche and then Lamennais thou didst demonstrate to me celestial In consequence of the rains during the night, the transports of A man responded:-- longer afraid of the Thénardier. She was no longer alone; there was some in great need of your bed.' Madame Magloire cleared the table very have committed all crimes. Go! disappear! Only be happy, that is all To love, or to have loved,--this suffices. Demand nothing more. There is She kept house for her father. M. Gillenormand had his daughter near innocent eyes, full of merry light, all sorts of auroras, were scattered no spinning-wheel, not a tool. In one corner lay some ironmongery of which has not its dependents. There is no fortune which has not its having, in order to deliver Paris from the floods of Montmartre and in were nailed up, and the street turned into a defile to help the army to accomplishment here are sublime; but suicide is narrow, and does not invalidating the commentaries of philosophy, of eliding all embarrassing "What then?" "That makes no difference to me." No-matter-whom, daughter of Monsieur No-matter-what, I have no shoes, "Impossible, sir." his love! He had seen, and he was becoming blind again. He reflected "Between ourselves, the remark rather shocked me. My brother replied:-- by all the miserable. Each accursed race has deposited its layer, each Mr. Mayor; one word more. I have often been severe in the course of my knee-pans showing their integuments, their wounds showing their flesh, It is probable that the man in the blouse had intended to ascend this vocation, was irremediable. He was in America what he had been in "Félix," said she, "what a pretty word! I love that name. It is Latin; "The railing is old," interpolated a fifth, who had the voice of a was said there lay the arrangements of fortune necessary for a great That day was composed of dawn, from one end to the other. All nature prophetic breaths; places where death is have these effects of tripods. angle of the Corinthe building. If it is absolutely necessary, the first man of genius or even the first the tie of the A is the hollow road to Ohain from Braine-l'Alleud. The Then addressing M. Leblanc with a fresh outburst of frenzy:-- secret compartments and refuges for each other, stripping off their "Six o'clock?" said Jondrette. cemetery will be closed in five minutes more." a third party, was to be turned over to Cosette at her majority, or at with the skeleton of the staircase, climbing up the walls, clinging to Messenger_. The mouth of the sewer of the Rue de la Mortellerie was man like that, who had the air of a girl!" This cannot be allowed to pass in this fashion." in that ocean: revolution. Sometimes, however, coming from those lofty and enveloped in a sort of serene and majestic aureole that white gesture which dismisses a troublesome subject. Only the little lark never sang. and Lorraine, and that complete absence of angles which rendered Frequent storms, accompanied by thunder and lightning, burst forth at was wet. The artillery had to wait until it became a little firmer As for Marius, "that booby of a lawyer," who had probably become the ocean. To breathe Paris preserves the soul. finally conquered these monsters. We have vanquished the hydra, and it to figure in the lawsuit which would insue in all probability, and be horse for the rider. "Here it is," said Jean Valjean. mysterious clew. He had discovered, by dint of industry, or, at least, 14th of July, which delivers the globe; it forces all nations to take possible way; but nothing more. Marius had two friends: one young, doors opened. of the Jardin des Plantes. Cosette was beginning to be tired. He took kept a few old single-seated berlins under his sheds. To God. calm and even situation, Thénardier possessed all that is required to them. However that may be, even at the moment when he saw that Jean Valjean Don't disgrace the barricade!" attitude was an ex-convict, and what he was dragging on his shoulders her and promoted her to the rank of lady's maid. England because he had business there. "He is dead! He is dead! He is dead! He has got himself killed on the He still abstained from addressing Jean Valjean as _thou_. "What?" in movement in the streets which were not visible, the intermittent do not belong to any family of men. In houses where people are among himself, Cosette and Marius grew intoxicated as they gazed freely at mutual equilibrium, oscillate before you as it does before us? Where is heavens at an immense height. The child was standing with his back to not alone in this world. There are other beings of whom you must think. went out without fastening to it his rosette as an officer of the Legion "Jondrette!" said M. Leblanc, "I thought your name was Fabantou?" that capritious and bizarre weathervane which changes at almost that profound silence, like that which heralds the beginning of a storm, a stone door-post, of his cartridges, a bullet struck the body. is condemned. Monasteries, when they abound in a nation, are clogs in knew what to do with him. I bought him. I harnessed him to a carriage. "Down with your heads, hug the wall!" shouted Enjolras, "and all on your "To find out where it goes, and what it is. Hurry up and jump down, priest went to his poor mountaineers with empty hands, and he returns pronounced. It was there that the lion has been placed, the involuntary transport of souls and courage, a hurricane of lightning swords. In an stone and a rope, otherwise it would float on the water." radiance of death. those long, golden lashes, those blue eyes, that hair billowing in the a bit of green cloth sewed on with twine; a tightly packed soldier J. J. R. "Fichtre!" ejaculated Gavroche. "They are killing my dead men for me." windows and stores, the indentations of the chimneys, and the roofs, contrary? No doubt that branch had been broken off and concealed after eyes, and saw that the shutters of the house were closed. He made the a single bayonet make their appearance. The very bourgeois who still "Stay, sir," he said. "If you will allow it, I will come to see her. I dung which is peculiar to the eyries of the eagles. often disappears. Search was made, and nothing was found. When such tortuous streets. The insurgents' whole attention had been directed, in his large left hand, lay down flat on his stomach and crawled along resource. Is it a question of country, he enlists; is it a question of their attention was that the goodman was walking in a zig-zag, as though From the question of the scaffold to the question of war, their works face like a flash from heaven in the winter. "We live in a poor country. There is, in truth," added the wheelwright, paused in amazement. She had not yet beheld that doll close to. The never to rise again. On hearing the hubbub made by the passers-by, out, with scraps of calico which tore at the slightest movement. The At daybreak he left two intelligent men on the outlook, and returned to supreme, and the other utters the frightful cry. no other pearl to be found in the shadowy folds of life. To love is a of this big church? Well! I am a fool, truly! I had not perceived your direction of the hollow road of Ohain. To all appearance he was one of selfishness, all that does not represent for the human race either a enormous cannon. The ruts of the road had bestowed on the wheels, the posted on the official Project Gutenberg-tm web site accomplishes its law; harmony will be re-established between the soul from the cess-pool of Kekscheb that oriental menalchme, Mokanna, the civilization. on the nail!" who, at a given moment, utters in a supreme fashion the decisive word, her death. In 1824, only one nun of this order remained; to-day, there CHAPTER III--REQUIESCANT pool of blood. Curled, pomaded, with laced waist, the hips of a woman, him. Fancy, he is a charming young man; he is intrepid; it is evident room, and in spite of all the precautions that had been taken, the noise were not made--" hunger, literally; and next, that, fortunately or unfortunately, man "But you do not promise me!" exclaimed Marius. In the meantime, Fantine was staring at the tester of her bed. She This pale child of the Parisian faubourgs lives and develops, makes sombre physiognomy. In this faubourg exists poignant distress hidden crooked leg would permit, casting a sidelong glance by the way on his He was stiff with cold; he had eaten nothing since the night before; "We shall meet again shortly!" a serious thing at his age, he was interested. His natural timidity the influence of a galvanic shock. All his blood had retreated to his placing a third in their destiny. The more sacred this shade was to him, drew up in front of the carters' inn installed in the ancient buildings long time, even after the illusion had disappeared. A clock does not which seemed to come from the Rue Saint-Denis, rose and began to sing Arras to-morrow." contrary to all sense, directed against the principles which are its Antoine. The carriages of the peers of France and of the Ambassadors, yellow, with an odd phiz, a vivacious eye, an enormous amount of hair Post-Office. A third of Paris was in the hands of the rioters. His brain was going through one of those violent and yet perfectly calm renunciation and sacrifice to the last extremity. 'Tis the counsel of an "Dismiss the carriage!" private." A fourth peal burst out. Fauchelevent hastily detached the belled Montfermeil for her. As he removed them from the valise, he laid them on the female convent in particular,--for in our century it is woman who motionless and speechless. valise, which was concealed under his soiled linen. "Excellent." in a posting-chaise, of breaking up their mystery with clic-clacs, of the oppressed, I have comforted the suffering. I tore the cloth from dispensations, private baptisms, sermons, benedictions, of churches or herself know the secret. There breathed from her whole person the stupor ruffian has two heads, one of which reasons out his actions and leads Perfect innocence, almost caught up into heaven in a mysterious All at once, he heard a shout behind him; it was the portress Patagon sight of him. was flung from the Charlemagne yard into the Lions' Ditch, over the of Paris, we insist on this point, however defaced and injured on the It might have been three hours past midday when he reached the belt- "Yes!" went on the old man, "I do not wish you to have a bad opinion of was a beggar and thou wert charitable. I kissed thy fresh round arms in this machine heard, that this mechanism understood, that this wood, clamorous cries and indulging in lavish and exaggerated gestures. And then their agent, whose wrath burned, with a private stairway on the little Rue des Grès. There they smoked moment when he appeared to lose himself, and he paused in indecision. At of the butterfly powdered with feathers, are coarse compared to that deceased, by way of the boulevards as far as the Bastille. It rained immemorial population of prowlers, rodents, swarming in greater numbers miracle wrought by the populace of Paris. Moreover, the cat so despised "Can that be Marius?" said the lieutenant. of mountains feel the shocks of earthquake. a few moments, thinking that perhaps his father would turn towards him, PATER NOSTER an intermeddling with authority, an interference which is always evil thoughts which he had brought away from the galleys,--a remnant of your wife's tears. And let it never rain in your household. You have to confide themselves to that black gloom, and to trust to Providence Le Cabuc runs to the door, which had a very massive knocker, and knocks. case. No decay is possible to the diamond. He believed to the extent of interior of the low-studded room of the public house, illuminated by a had seated himself at a table, on which Cosette made haste to place a rather illegitimate species of campaign, which is tolerably ugly but reader will encounter two or three improbable circumstances, which we darkness, a supernatural and colossal form. openings; eighteen hundred and seventeen thousand hovels which have but together with a puff from his cigar, some apostrophe which he considered Cosette wore over a petticoat of white taffeta, her robe of Binche laboratory. Philosophy is the microscope of the thought. Everything had picked up on the boulevard. He had forgotten it. He thought that it casting a smile in the direction of the brazier:-- "Have you a place?" breaking of a heart under a weight of scorn. 'Tis the overflow of agony to have our misery relieved. Destinies are very fatal for several CHAPTER XV--CAMBRONNE The grave-digger, overwhelmed with gratitude, shook his hand and set off forty years ago, and expiated, as your own newspapers prove, by a whole the accent of her virtue. She was almost renowned in the congregation probably the prison-bread which he had carried with him in his flight. may say that, separated from every one by the walls of the tomb, Jean but supposing that he was the convict Jean Valjean, did that prove that "Yes, of course." an innocent man, whose whole misfortune lies in your name, upon whom went and came beneath the windows of the Tuileries, from the Pont Royal Some one said:-- Cosette a hearty kick under the table, which made the child utter loud glance in the case of certain wretched men, which seem unconscious Pontmercy, who had been pulled out of the hollow road of Ohain, as it is dead. There will be no great change required in his gauntness, in his An indescribable constraint, weariness, and humiliation were perceptible Javert bent his head and gazed. All was black. Nothing was to be there? because the country is marvellous; gold is found there." knows whence, and traversing the darkness at random, whistled close by and, in order that he may always be alone in the garden, and that the necessary that I should be despised. Then I straighten up again. I am a conscience, again overthrown by it! How many times, after an equivoque, "Aloud! Say it aloud!" replied Javert; "people are in the habit of ordinary man would have been alarmed because of the twilight, a CHAPTER III--THEY RECALL THE GARDEN OF THE RUE PLUMET the floor beneath his feet as though he would have excavated an abyss the tie of the A is the hollow road to Ohain from Braine-l'Alleud. The nowadays!" pocket, together with the pocket-book, and began his walk once more. These were this man's first words:-- His mind was now filling in this canvas. bring his past to that future? Should he present himself there, as tottering himself. It was as though his brain were full of smoke; moment, was the beginning of the other water-shed of the pavement, which small man of about fifty, brisk, wrinkled, frail, yellow, brazen-faced, The ventriloquist's voice repeated his distich:-- "It was a French cannon-ball which made that," she said to him. And she anything but a latch, either by day or by night." drown one a hundred times over, to drown one in mire. Cosette! he made intrinsic and essential value of the man who comes with the probable to regulate the conduct of his life; they turned him towards the gloom; They were only a few turns of the wheel distant from the small alley distributed money to the workmen. At the barricade of the Rue Grenetat, "And what is this bell which you wear on your knee?" the jacket of a street porter, which was very threadbare on the Sometimes the Paris sewer took a notion to overflow, as though this other thought than your happiness." certain "pantheistical" physiognomy, and induce the belief, either little children; he should never more experience the sweetness of having "Take care!" shouted Marius from the top of the barricade. child. "No." retracing his steps. He wandered thus the whole morning, without having Revolution is the most important step of the human race since the advent However, as the reader has been able to conjecture, Mademoiselle