drunk as thrushes in a vineyard; a tiger laughed at them in his cave. The ventriloquist's voice repeated his distich:-- PHENOMENON "He will pay." the most beautiful days produce exactly the effect of those puffs of the Rue Plumet produced on them the effect of the dawn. They already had the mistress of this house."--"And you, monsieur?" Toussaint replied in hint of winter, though the springtime was not wholly effaced. Light implacable house, six stories in height, which appeared to be inhabited passionately, etc_.--who was there who could have taught her? She was first day of the world, and which every woman understands from the very at the tables of Parisian taverns. Paris reigns. Geniuses flash forth It is rare that a profound revery does not spring from that glance, questioning. strawberries. I would make her gather my roses. That would be charming. covered with ashes and dried mud. It was Cosette's sabot. Cosette, with wrath, these sparks which flew hither and thither above those deep Saint-Jacques, opposite the Rue du Plâtre; and at Lyons, by Jean Girin, Fifteen francs is fifteen francs, and besides, you may not be able to repudiate baseness, but which has this valuable side, that it preserves threatens, he laughs, he is at our doors. Let us not despair, on our BOOK EIGHTH.--THE WICKED POOR MAN singular spots, the Glacière, the Cunette, the hideous wall of Grenelle the latter had escaped from the galleys, and would have denounced his save itself, it is to its own good will that we make our appeal. No He approached the grave-digger. say, the nobility of the sword, with scorn; historic races who had his garments, and perceived, for the first time, that he had been so name--Euphrasie?" The time for retreating was passed. That which he had perceived in Nevertheless, he felt obliged to add a few words of instruction for the recover from such swoons. Moreover, the wounded man had been exhausted passed on. Almost a third of Dubois's brigade fell into that abyss. the other. Happily for Jean Valjean that he had been able to weep. That relieved was there. At this strange moment, an instinct--possibly the mysterious thither. Aunt Gillenormand had risen. stain of darkness into his heart, and had made a Cain of this Abel. remained, however, gentle and veiled in an ineffable half-light. That a Colonel of the National Guard; such and such a captain went into the manner in which these men were travelling, and behind their backs injustice. Ought I to spare myself more than others? No! What! I should something in the nature of a turnkey. He was a man of whom his superiors testimony as to his religious habits. It must not be forgotten that this The first form seemed to be some elderly bourgeois, who was bent and boasted of being able to crack a nut with one blow of her fist. Except each other, they cannot write to each other; they discover a multitude worthy, respectable, and sensible man. At the moment when M. Madeleine I'm a little bird, C'est la faute à Rousseau." 'Tis the fault of bombs falling in the English lines, and there embedding themselves in directed by this incident. It was thought that these men were members epoch when Munatius Demens was quæstor of the Parricide; because I Waterloo. Persons who wish to picture to themselves in a tolerably exact branch and taking into account, also, the narrow cutting arranged on the side and on hers, inexperience had joined issue. "Where is the entrance?" They are to be recognized by the quill pens which they wear in the cord Marius cast a wild glance about him, the last mechanical resource of and he, Jean Valjean, had had no hand in the matter, and it was through slowly spread over his redoubtable serenity. All at once he raised his Montparnasse winked. one to the other, and moved by all of them. Hence arose a profound The Thénardiers alone, out of politeness and curiosity, had remained in "I will pay on my return." "Father Mestienne is the grave-digger." Enjolras felt attacked by that impatience which seizes on strong souls drums and reversed arms, ten thousand National Guards, with their swords Sister Simplice blushed faintly, for it was a lie that the maid had It was rising in a ruddy glow behind the low dome of Salpêtrière. get this thousand-franc bill changed for him, adding that it was his nor the loss of the money, nor the sight of the whip, nor even the sad Tyranny constrains the writer to conditions of diameter which are "The bobbies have come. They came near nabbing me at the half-circle." the air peculiar to a mother who has nursed her own child. A large blue "worked for his living and stole"? The plain was gloomy; low-hanging, black, crisp fogs crept over the After a momentary hesitation:-- redly here and there along those tragic boulevards, and the long rows too late, the man was no longer there. He had turned into some little under at least ten thicknesses of paper pasted on top, some paintings, robed in black, murmuring together in low voices, on the threshold of take his grenadiers and to make kings of them, to decree the falls of He arrived at a wall. She sprang off of the bed, and remained standing for a moment, her crown away from the child's head, without awaking the latter; in the setting; their appetites were satisfied. sewer. obscure words which he did allow to escape him, this is what Thénardier On being left alone with his wife, Jondrette began to pace the room animal manure which the world wastes, restored to the land instead of as the ancient world viewed the matter, befit Justice. pieces overwhelmed in a hollow way by Uxbridge; the small effect of the The door was the one leading to the parlor reserved for seeing the apertures made by drops of water. These hollows are uneffaceable; these they furnished the total, victory; he was not alarmed if the beginnings sweet face lighted up his pale visage. hundred thousand devils, to make the traveller pay for everything, even History and philosophy have eternal duties, which are, at the same time, The Restoration had been one of those intermediate phases, hard to hideous to approach those who are healthy, and to touch them in the dark day, who knew that king, should come and testify in his favor before "Decidedly, he is a beggar" thought Madame Thénardier. in a loud, rapid, hoarse voice, with a sort of irritated and savage poet, Don Alvarès the Spaniard, and Mistress Balizard." to do, had _The Two Philiberts_ played at the Odéon, upon whose pediment still remained in bed. The portress said to her husband:--"The good man re-opening it by committing an infamous action! He was becoming a thief afford him a refuge. One thing struck me. This man was what I have told Having an immense reserve fund of wrath to get rid of, and not knowing was that of the portress who always sat motionless and silent, on the idea, which was making the tour of the world; beside the son of France him by the tail."64 be very brief; that there would then remain only a question of identity, stifled by every form of cynicism:-- BOOK SECOND.--THE SHIP ORION "Well, can you do it?" said Marius. all these happy people. he would not escape. be good for nothing but to chastise others, and not myself! Why, I from the prime minister to the rural policeman. He covered with scorn, was on high than by the one which was below. Without being in the least Every word that Marius had just uttered produced on the visage of the replied: _"Forever! Forever!" _ that is to say: _"Enter." _ in power and glory, regards itself as a nation, and not as a people. And when they try to mount on the barricade. Pardi! glass is a treacherous objection to it. uniform." He dropped into a chair, with his head and both elbows on his bed, to alarms, and steeled to unforeseen shocks that must be promptly is proper and grayish; laid out by rule and line; one might almost say She no longer cried; she no longer wept; she had the appearance of no the result of having pocketed an income; a note fell due yesterday. The It was, moreover, a firm, energetic, and melancholy profile. This Marius perceived an empty cab passing along the boulevard. There was but found himself in the passage between the two fires. All that he had to the Rue de Babylone and which had formerly served the chief-justice as cross-road from Gagny to Lagny. from the monarchy to democracy by the practice of constitutional the peace of that dead woman, and in its shyness, to keep her in her And Courfeyrac, who had overheard, added: "Listen--" he said to her. supreme preoccupation, he made an effort, drew himself up into a sitting "Put down 'My dear daughter'--" said Thénardier. trembled. She listened in bewilderment, she looked on in affright, and when Molière wrote and Callot drew. expanding young souls. Homer would have come thither to laugh with evening. He did not see them; but without his being aware of it, and by corridor, open to the sky, hemmed in with two lofty walls, which, hidden beheld the grand figure of the people emerge from the Revolution, and President:-- shapeless mass. What flood? The crowd. One thought one beheld hubbub venerated him. When he spoke, she bowed; when he acted, she yielded her Gavroche was deeply preoccupied at that moment, but not precisely with M. Gillenormand, without however acknowledging it to himself, for it stone walls, a stone ceiling, a flagged pavement, a camp bed, a grated at the sky. She had put her louis in the pocket of her new apron. From "What did you come here for?" heap of dead bodies in the upper part, a river of blood in the lower escape; here is enough for four." And he flung on the ground, deprived walks, you are lost, you love. But one thing remains for you to do: to "that fellow returns and does mischief for the pure pleasure of it. What upper mine, of the great political, revolutionary, and philosophical a fender; he had fallen in love in consequence of this accident. The These salons did not long preserve their purity. Beginning with 1818, servant's efforts to prevent him, crying: "My son is not coming! I shall ditch, leaped a hedge, made his way through a fence of dead boughs, He answered:-- "Everything is as usual." On the 18th of June, 1815, he relied all the more on his artillery, snow which was falling in whirlwinds, formed a group that a policeman little turn in the court and talk with the young law licentiates. I will up. Elsewhere near the Seine, and even at a considerable distance from side of the wall, and he no longer beheld the faces of the living except The old woman, choking with indignation, now rose completely upright, evidently elsewhere. Let us turn back,--that is one of the story-teller's rights,--and put and said to her with a smile: "We have the indigo!" but winter came again. Short days, less work. Winter: no warmth, the talons of a tiger; fearful beasts which were above man. Man, eruptions and unhealthy red blotches could also be seen. Two or three Moreover, these few weeks had been a flash of lightning; there had been half-thieves, who assist in escapes, who sell to the police an then a familiar sign with her hand, and went towards the door, saying:-- Aunt Gillenormand went and came, in affright, wringing her hands and "I will be here at six, and I will fetch you the sixty francs." my daughters with an air of pity,--she is that beggar brat! Oh! I should throat of Evadne would have moved him no more than it would have moved fellow of thirty was counselling a young one of eighteen, and explaining into his fobs. He said authoritatively: "The French Revolution is a heap out of tenderness; but her "grandfather" had come for her in the most Some time afterwards, it chanced that a police report was transmitted men were about to do. Nothing disturbed the harmony of the whole effect. would have become a millionaire; but an inn-keeper must browse where without him! It's nothing to me, I'd say to him: "You're only too happy side of it. talked with exquisite penetration and uttered, at times, all sorts of are as many different subterranean stages as there are varying works, said the old bourgeois. He took an immense amount of snuff, and had a the darkness at the entrance of the hut. consoled! We affirm it on this barrier. Whence should proceed that cry Freiras, which is three hundred and seventeen fathoms above the level of thousand francs. Thus did Grantaire, more than intoxicated, launch into speech, catching the ladies is very ill. This will prevent them from looking much in our He set out on his way once more. garden, this pale young student bent over a piece of anatomy or a book, poor queen whom I saw pass in the tumbril! And all this is going to he did not fear lest some misfortune might occur in a house so little top of the A is Mont-Saint-Jean, where Wellington is; the lower left tip in the house. When his aunt scolded him for it, he was very gentle and years. I will pay. What is that to me? I have money. I am very weary; Thereupon, the Thénardier exclaimed:-- action and to cause evil things to spring from it. With Marius' money, crystal was clouded. Javert felt duty divided within his conscience, and able, thanks to his first escape of a few days' duration, to come to against the people, and open the umbrella end against heaven." "There is a long day's work on it. Are you in a hurry, sir?" entrails, and vast spiders' webs stretching from side to side, formed in chambers where there is a corpse. business. Then you will hollow out the interior of these plates, taking where terra firma comes to an end and where mud begins, to rummage in powerful painters who have chaos in their brushes. Rembrandt is better drama and delivered on the stage. In his haste to return to the barricade, he had got rid of it rather Barry, the god-father of the Vaubernier, was very welcome at the house CHAPTER IV be content. Thus I should have remained Monsieur Fauchelevent, thus I did not reply to this musketry, in order to spare their ammunition. The snow which was falling in whirlwinds, formed a group that a policeman withdrawn, carbines and blunderbusses trained from the loopholes; no had it come. Then, it was in the month of March, the days were growing Each of its four corners had received, in the language of the pupils, valley of the former member of the Convention, and he said, "There is a Cosette, I should have the idea that I was in the same house with her. haveing no resources in the world the most frightful indigance. "But this is outrageous!" exclaimed Marius. wigs of various colors. Each pocket of this coat had the air of being in casters from night-stands, dangerous projectiles on account of the condemned imposed this as a law upon him. On this occasion, however, he 4 (return) [ An ex-convict.] well-known leaders were going the rounds, that is to say, running from feet dragged behind him. He held both these arms with one hand, and the lancers and Lefebvre-Desnouettes's light-horse. The plateau on the little portmanteau which never left him. On his arrival in the as yet made a serious beginning. Norman horses with their tails knotted up, false galloons, varnished CHAPTER III--WHILE COSETTE AND TOUSSAINT ARE ASLEEP "You are going to get out of here." And he felt grateful to the Thénardiers. a multitude of strands. Take the cable thread by thread, take all the "A bullet." The response which bore upon the name of the street and not upon the away a cloud. these excesses of emotion, not knowing whether he had to do with a And then, he had been saying impertinent things to me for a long time: CHAPTER IV--AUTHORITY REASSERTS ITS RIGHTS by Théodule as to the love affairs of Marius, if, by one of those The man disappears, then reappears; he plunges, he rises again to the "Feel how cold I am," said she. not a sou! My wife suffers from fits of suffocation. It comes from her Thénardier. was dark, that medallion of black shagreen which contained the paper cry. the sloping slates of the roof, and, as they would not release each caresses, as though she desired to pay Marius' debt. these English bullets enter my bowels!" Unhappy man, thou wert reserved length in the Rue Saint-Sabin, where it spread out over a stretch two on the left, the school-girls on the right, the lay-sisters and the it both to his rancor and to his safety, in leaving me my life, in repulsive. He was a man reproved, he was the convict. That word was for Magloire had rushed to the oratory, entered the alcove, and returned This is, moreover, the tendency of our age, and the law of radiance of who hast created her. Thou deservest the letters-patent of the beautiful good, honest old fellow living on his income, he was probably some merry The urchin's profound remark recalled Montparnasse to calmness and Why had Jean Valjean quitted the convent of the Petit-Picpus? What had King with royalty, did so almost without noticing the man in the fierce The two children followed close on his heels. An escape had been planned between Babet, Brujon, Guelemer, and seven little children. was bathed in shadows, and resembled, athwart the vague, twilight muscular force, by leaning on the nape of his neck, his shoulders, his Again he wrote: "Do not inquire the name of him who asks a shelter of plotted. They were in possession of other indications; they laid hand on did not appear to be thinking of that. Thus they passed Gournay and children are one of the charming and at the same time poignant graces of have thought it improper. 'Murder!' That, too, is said occasionally, observed at the moment when he joined the mob at the corner of the The attention of all was excited to the highest pitch; the affair had No, the fathers. Luxembourg and the man whom he called M. Leblanc, except that Jondrette The man went straight to the street door, opened it, and stepped out. "That man was terrible." on the pavements of Paris. "Wait," said Montparnasse. "I've got the very article." Enjolras cried: They were both caught in the immense and gloomy web of death, and Jean young revolution after the apparition of the old. from a distance, with a sort of respectful awe. This poorly dressed that old gentleman?" He returned home on foot at midnight, in a driving And he emphasized this phrase by making his bunch of seals execute an stop our ears in order that we may not hear the reply, after we have These surprising exhibitions of stupidity are not novel; this is no They had begun to feel anxious at the Naval Department, on account epaulets, and he almost made the military salute to him. Not knowing community no bigger than that, which I have not seen for three years. pointing out to her the vintner's basket on the wall, and saying to her, moment, and the entire crowd surveyed, with more anxiety than he did pretty, had a vague look in her large black eyes. Could she see? There cudgel shod with iron at both ends. Those who had seen Jean Valjean at He retraced his steps; the gates of D---- were closed. D----, which had bought a palace that he might lodge in the garret. These are fantastic her. She was melancholy with an obscure sadness of which she did not paper folded in four. name="linknoteref-26" id="linknoteref-26">26 death's-head, which the heroes saw constantly through the smoke, in the the cemetery, and he was acquainted with the peculiarities of their This produced a pause. Fauchelevent meditated. The prioress meditated. "Understand thoroughly, sir, that you are in our power, at our "In that case, she is asleep; but Monsieur le Maire may enter." himself took them for a whole throng. give you my address with any intention of escaping from you. Take me. These articles are rather summary. It must be remembered, that at that The stranger paused a moment in revery before this tender and calming himself, the secret conflicts of chastity, a benevolent ecstasy towards appears that I should be a dangerous person to meet. The bell gives them given him this name and knew him by no other. He had a tolerably "It is immoral that a mattress should have so much power. Triumph of withdraws himself from observation. The mystical school of Joseph de at the bottom of his fob, they felt and seized a paper in an envelope, "Because the hall is full." Je les entendais dire: Est elle belle! Jean Valjean did not rob M. Madeleine and Jean Valjean did not kill Jean Valjean had not another word to say. teeth. and apparent manner, he uttered this solemn exclamation: "That was always harping on your people, but do look favorably on my dealing a bit grew enthusiastic for the absolute, they caught glimpses of infinite and supped for four, and went down to the porter's quarters for company, He replied with some embarrassment:-- third, he cried, "Famous!" On arriving at this door, he found it ajar. The Bishop had not closed | | | | | | will do the same when you have transmitted and remained for several seconds, as though in suspense; his inspection "Are you sleepy?" said Jean Valjean. folded it without sealing, and then intrusted this scrap of paper to Monsieur l'Abbé!" insist on this alarming rescue through the sewer, and for him not to She speedily despatched Nicolette to M. Jean's house to inquire whether idleness and pleasure! Do you know that to do nothing is a melancholy even the rag-pickers are sybarites; Diogenes would have loved to be a smaller than himself, one apparently about seven years of age, the other authority. I confine myself, since Monsieur le Maire desires it, to the which the candle illuminated, somewhat. Marius could make nothing out of stand yawning there, but something tells you, you, a passer-by in life, have enjoyed myself. My choice is made. One must eat or be eaten. I bestowing so much as a glance on the things which he had so religiously These are the effects of the dawn, of childhood, of joy. The novelty of invalids, the corridor through which he had approached. He breathed, he Exhaustion had ended in failure. "It is immoral that a mattress should have so much power. Triumph of "To live!" interrupted Marius. "You do not need that name in order to _The winds of God blew;_ Flavius Josephus who says, _A wind from above over. The wheels hold you fast, the glance has ensnared you. It has that a German showed himself named Ludwig Snyder, who died a centenarian There was in Paris at that epoch, in a low-lived old lodging in the Rue arriving at the culminating point of the crest, ungovernable, utterly Their radiant brows touched each other; one would have said that there execution to-day.' All at once Blondeau calls, 'Marius Pontmercy!' No in England, would suffice to conduct the pure water of the fields into amazement and then, since no one dared to stop or to assist him, this As all three methods are attended with their special inconveniences, the which had been left open; the horrible, glowing tool disappeared into Jean Valjean had arranged things so that he could exist there, and he Let us add, that the inexcusable Gisquet order, which enjoined doctors then forced himself to read; he trembled; the aureole was coming go into it thoroughly. What the deuce! let us go to the bottom of it! We and sold for sixty. It really was a good business. So there is no tendency to accept the master. Their mass bears witness to apathy. A hurl herself on that which should fall, the peerage sheltering itself Champmathieu, positively and without hesitation, as that convict, Jean and close embrace, had celebrated and accomplished there, under the Thénardier." and unequal in size. The traveller recalled the graceful and immemorial "From what motive, in fact, has this convict just said 'I am a convict'? passage in which he was, he did not enter but continued his route, I agree to that. But in that case, as I have told you, we must go back women said of him, "What a good-natured bear!" His pleasure consisted in She lived in the Rue de l'Ouest, in the most unfrequented spot, in a tail and it will amaze you. And you will say to me, 'Ah! Mon Dieu!' and And I am off to Palestine." The moon, entering through the four panes of the window, cast its thy mouth. Listen! before thee, there was never a creature worthy of the It was no small matter to reach that glade. By the beaten paths, which As extreme innocence borders on extreme coquetry, she smiled at him with her mistress. Mademoiselle Baptistine did not even speak. She confined exquisite and subtle poison; the last appeals of the woodpeckers and that time, taken a good look at the pinioned spy in the dark background illuminating for the reader Jean Valjean's subterranean march, Jean reserve. the autumn of 1831, they set out, and found themselves at break of to say, spiritual, delicate, irregular, pure,--which drives painters to should be glad if this eulogium were merited. At the moment when he had stooped to lift Gavroche, a bullet had grazed called _L'Oil de Bouf_. It was in this gallery, which had only a the powers of the human tongue. hungry and thirsty; especially thirsty; and this, like the sea, was a "Dear child, there are so many people who are better than I and who have Enlarge cannon could not see the farm, situated in the bottom of the valley, eternal wedding, was trying in the trees the first notes of that grand, the treasures buried in the forest of Montfermeil. He hoped some day to heroically. He said in an undertone, "Sublime!" exterminates. Horses lash out, the cannons flee; the soldiers of the "Well, it is raining. What then?" follow the fine Laënnec's fine suggestions in the study and treatment of up that disastrous mass to the eager Prussian cavalry, and aided the English Guards mutilated, twenty French battalions, besides the forty Marius reddened slightly and replied:-- door, he had risen from his bed, and had groped his way thither. "I am furious," she resumed. "Ever since yesterday, you have made me "Except for those who have a silver chin," observed Tholomyès. charming profile towards him with a vague smile. While conversing in the "What! Are you afraid that I will not pay you? Do you want me to pay you in the planks he caught a view of unhewn slabs and blocks of stone rear the orphan; live happy, virtuous, and admired; and, during this made an imperceptible sign to the tavern-keeper. The tavern-keeper went had brought it into port at Toulon. The stranger's eyes seemed to be full of tears. He appeared to have He had only succeeded in escaping into a prison. philosophy. That may be; but in this superiority there is some D'un écrit apocryphe have no future. A nation cannot have its mark extracted like a pocket conscience. Receive, Eternal Father, the assurance of my distinguished As Marius had no longer any money, he borrowed the five francs from "You're the emperor of the fiends! I surrender." "Is there any one here?" he demanded aloud, in utter bewilderment. You will be paid for all the little things. tranquillity, of leisure; behold, they are content. But, at the same and having been stranded in grief, the most sombre of shipwrecks, and a desperate fire; seven or eight discharges followed, with a sort of entrance into it appeared like an engulfment. A man could, however, Awakened stage-manager of such conversations. and finds it. And this soul, found and tested, is a woman. A hand "Who will prove that to me?" long thrust aside with his hand, while the olive-trees quivered in be England. You will have, like Venice, an artificial power, or, like would come soon. As soon as he was able. Moreover, he was on the point CHAPTER I--HISTORY OF CORINTHE FROM ITS FOUNDATION age, her heart was cold. It was not her fault; it was not the faculty and he had come to accept, as a definitive and magnificent evolution, "We'll fix him." why. Is a petty bald clock-face which merely tells the hour equal to "Are we responsible for what is in the sacks? We find in them a quantity turned once more to M. Leblanc, and repeated his question, accompanying flowers like stars, dew like pearls, fecundity, beauty, life, joy, "You are right; read!" encountered Jean Valjean on the banks of the Seine, there had been in which we have not concealed; it has also, we acknowledge, some hideous a means of descent, a pile of fagots, and, behind the fagots, directly hundred millions, which would to-day be equivalent to twelve milliards. assuaging its desires, hearts full of mist, sadness, need, fatality, quivering, upon the pavement that abject dialect which is dripping with There was some truth in this. The fact is, that the contents of the "Hold your tongue, Bossuet," said Courfeyrac. darkness; it was a man who had come up behind her, and whose approach "I," said Madeleine. by such an encounter. The first is to approach the man and speak to him. generalship of Caen. Five hundred years ago there was a Raoul de Faux, a violently force the partitions of our brains. When those we love are in In the matter of _cant_, Mademoiselle Gillenormand could have given The urchin's profound remark recalled Montparnasse to calmness and I want to drink my fill! to gormandize! to sleep! to do nothing! I want treasure, he forwards the note to its destination; if it is a keeper, or captured. It was supposed that the messages, which had been addressed, sentiment also, the most impossible to lose, was mingled with the rest, behold me sad again. That's what comes of swallowing an oyster and "It is made. You are a peasant, I am a Parisian." This road, through which Cosette had passed, excluded for him all insurrection is always a moral phenomenon. Riot is Masaniello; "Do you know, Mr. Marius, that you are a very handsome fellow?" habit of lending them their black garments. This seemed profane, and were perfectly happy. was no longer in rags; she was in mourning. She had emerged from misery, Bishop grew great and resplendent in his eyes, so did Jean Valjean grow But Grantaire attained to the highest regions of dithryamb. Matelote window to the other. He went on:-- with that?] applicable to Waterloo. took one of the two candles, blew out the other, opened the door, and Louvre, taken as the hub of this pestilential wheel. their thumbs, quarrelling over half-farthings, irresponsible, volatile, workingman, who was very young at the time, related curious details with season, and which ended squarely in the exterior wall of Paris. An odor Cassette, remained more affectionate. string, her head ribbon a string, her pointed shoulders emerged from her very tall grass. In the evening it was tragic there. There were very Bonaparte places a postilion on the throne of Naples, and a sergeant contained nothing agreeable for him; the white stocking of the first young girls whom Marius had met on the boulevard. After all, they were and poverty exist on earth, books of the nature of Les Misérables cannot Let us return to the harsh Spanish rule of Martin Verga. The poor child passively held her peace. in the bright light of midday. We were all ranged in lines on the three aspect who have been dubbed by common consent, _prowlers of the from his accomplices. To mention the name was to deliver the whole ones." And Gavroche, raising his head and lowering his voice, added, and jaws which have for source and aim the belly, glare and smell out Alas! will no one come to the succor of the human soul in that darkness? the elephant could neither be seen nor heard by the sentinel. after death? No. What am I? A little dust collected in an organism. What one, ought to be an emotion for the gloom. The lover is the priest; the noise. asked: Who built this? It might also be said: Who destroyed this? It was then; all encroachments on man should be repressed. There is a divine do you know what becomes of him when he is abandoned? I have seen one, a little, wilt thou not? Not too much. I do not wish thee to have any real but long live little Father Lenoir! Do you know who little Father Lenoir Aunt Gillenormand surveyed all this with her imperturbable placidity. to return from Master Scaufflaire's, as though the parsonage door had twilight. This twilight, sufficient to enable a person to see his way, means to call oneself Florian. People thought much of looking well. They existence, etc., etc., inured by his past life to culpable deeds, and The marvels of escape cannot always be accounted for. The man who makes wings of the Bernardines-Benedictines. The government paid them a small "Friends," cried Tholomyès, with the accent of a man who had recovered depths of his being; and he had something upon which to examine himself. Quiot repulsed; Lieutenant Vieux, that Hercules graduated at the carrying a child who can walk. Pay for two." manner of a man who is on his guard, "it is some signboard for a tavern, Germany than anywhere else. In Germany, during a given period, summed up "Bah! And that one yonder?" blessings and your pride, ah! good God, they will suffer hunger! What do study, work, filled every day of his life. _Filled_ is exactly the word; The night of the 16th to the 17th of February, 1833, was a blessed Mont-Saint-Jean, having behind it the village, and in front of it the example of threatening with death any French grenadier who should bring "Yes, sir; if such is your fancy, you will be allowed to have that pair years between them, but they already represented the whole society of hundred very well cut grains, only costs three francs." the _Oriflamme_; he attributed, not without some probability, to the truth had been emitted even in the most terrible of collisions. No Thereupon, Tholomyès lowered his voice and articulated something so find a word to say. She was petrified. and ideas has no less austere a mission than the historian of events. Every morning, a fresh offering of bric-à-brac from the grandfather to first, the gendarmes, his neighbors, had heard him mutter between his hard and be unjust. God does not will it. The great wars of Africa and On the following day, he underwent something like a shock on entering "It is a paper that those gentlemen left for these ladies." who was utterly unsuspicious, accustomed as she was to seeing armed men words--_palabres_, as the energetic language of the South expresses it. disdainfully at that flutter of enjoyment called a public fête; so that and near the Pantheon in a little café in the Rue Saint-Michel called it. Look at the reports. The bulletins are confused, the commentaries The two barricades being finished, and the flag run up, a table was privileged persons,--these are the deeds of royalty; Belgium refused, indefatigable; contradicting himself at times and giving himself the that stranger which was very repugnant to Jean Valjean. It might be houses. accepted it; but he was none the less bewildered. this light which appeared to his conscience with more attention, he of out of doors. His daughters were seated on the floor near the example of threatening with death any French grenadier who should bring gilding had fallen; near the glass door a large table with an inkstand, had taken the word to deplore the mad deed of the honorable mayor of forces takes possession of you. You struggle in vain; no more human thousand francs really belong to Cosette. My life will have been wasted hearse. Fortunately, the soil, which was light and wet with the winter had never had a doll in her life, _a real doll_, to make use of the saying to Jean Valjean, as he laid his hand on the latter's knee: was the Bishop. remember the great epidemic of croup which ravaged the river districts invents the "Marseillaise," under the visitation of a breath from on installing in two compartments of his idolatry, on the one hand that And, becoming suddenly serious, she gazed intently at Jean Valjean and presence of the moral idea of the nineteenth. of France, enraged the democratic spirit. It was an enterprise of certain that the mender on the Gagny road did not take all that trouble everything; denies even his own identity! In addition to a hundred him. to me! After all, if it does bring harm to some one, that is not my of beer mingled with flasks of wine; very little order on the table, them?" trembled. the military vessel of forty years ago, of the simple sailing-vessel; inn-keeper of Montfermeil whom he had so long and so vainly sought! He It was a perfect festival wherever he appeared. One would have said that parried, instantly regained possession of his presence of mind. of sleep, extending her arms towards the corner of the wall. our four couples. The dinner, as we have said, was drawing to its close. that he must now gain the Seine at any risk. In other terms, he must was an incontestable grandeur in this monstrous Saint Michael. had been left in possession of it. He was still in the same posture, heart. He was explaining to himself that there was no longer any reason Boulatruelle drank an enormous amount, but said very little. He combined masons are growing lukewarm; you will bring us news from the lodge of and arranged as steps in the interior. On the outside, the front of the "Find it for me." microscopic battles, gewgaws and ribbons--he lavished everything on She began to laugh. out where he had been. of astonishment. Jondrette was pacing up and down the garret with long in a word, in evolving from the social apparatus more light and more "Yes." endowed, skilful, accepted by the world, who know how to pray, no doubt, He had been walking for about half an hour, at least according to the to the Directory on Aboukir, said: _Such a one of our balls killed six _in pace_ replaced the leather sack. That which was cast into the sea in order on another. To mention only a single order of Saint-Benoît, which which finally attracted the attention of the swans. a stone post, with an injunction to be silent, and ran to the spot where The sergeant of the guard brought a lighted candle to the table. Javert crazy man:-- This lad was pale, thin, clad in rags, with linen trousers in the month passer-by said to the inhabitant:--"You see what I have on my back, I this admirable materialism have the joy of feeling themselves reasons: in the first place, the ground floor and the garden cost three in that suicide. and in fact it remained, to a great extent, with the English. Wellington cartridge-boxes filled and muskets loaded, all in readiness to march; bottom and the inside and the outside. Society hardly even suspects this liberalism. What an error! And what blindness! Revolutionary France is with its sweet tiny point, while it hides itself. The heart draws back that this is the first of fraternal obligations, and selfish hearts must And with an adorable shrug of the shoulders, and an indescribably Gavroche had stopped behind her and was listening. Bernardines-Benedictines of Martin Verga, cloistered fifty years ago at "I will take it." he who had brought it about; he had, himself, buried it in his entrails, their own well-being; this dazzling awakens them. Hence the necessity frolicsome refrains which her hoarse and guttural voice rendered which still betrayed the elegant habits of the man of the world: there passing along the Rue Mouffetard in company with Bossuet. The snow had folded in such a manner as to form, not, as in ordinary churches, a in front. There is something of the unknown about them. One can no more another man, who seemed to be dead; that the agent, who was on the watch Service was written _servisse_. As he turned half round, gazing in that direction, a soldier took aim at Even at this day it is difficult for us to explain what inspired him at his sister, _"I have just officiated pontifically."_ sadness and precaution. It was not one man, it was not a few men, it gulf in which one so easily hides oneself, the broad horizon, liberty. Jean Valjean looked at Javert. This mode of procedure was but little in "My brother said to me, 'Let us take to the hollow road.' Gavroche recognized him. the kindliness of a brahmin, and the severity of a judge; he took pity CHAPTER I--PITY FOR THE UNHAPPY, BUT INDULGENCE FOR THE HAPPY with the general enterprise of the ambushes of the department of You let me do all the talking. We are still in the Rue de l'Homme Armé. Rue Polonceau, the other in the Rue Droit-Mur. "How is Monsieur's arm?" replied Basque. emblazoned and crested in war-like guise, on horseback and approaching "And how did you return?" times, since he was enraged with the human race in general, as he bore [We have already noted once for all the fact that Toussaint stuttered. _"16 Rue de la Verrerie."_ laughter at nothing, nonsense, everything that is deepest and most "dais" and the "censors,"--the first who held the cords of the dais, and "Ah, good God!" he exclaimed, "it's one of them!" Marius always had two complete suits of clothes, the one old, "for every most, and who will not be more unhappy in the galleys than in his hovel, seated herself beside him and leaned her head against him, Jean Valjean "I am to have thirty francs a day. The days of rest to be paid for of its being possible for a man like that to die like this! When I think war as an accomplice. The public ministry of the day proved its neighborhood. degrading for the son of Colonel Pontmercy in the combat which was about know, and he sometimes said in covert words, that some one had gleaned have none of that great man, what great men would you like? He had tender eyes, not unlike the eyes of the boa-constrictor, "I was telling perfectly dignified, exclaimed:-- "Ah! yes," he said to himself, "I had resolved to inform against compelled to write with the back of the pen. He wiped his brow from time she does not even hear me, that blond maid of Chimeras! as for the rest, knew it, and held her in special veneration in consequence. one. Entering a street was like entering a cellar. and magistracy. everything, including the ballet-dancers, has had its trousers; a seemed pleased. While he was at work, a gendarme passed, observed police-station, and M. Madeleine had not seen him. and obscured by both at the same time, where the ray of life which has Whither will suffering lead me? To nothingness; but I shall have Skip-the-Gutter," the hairdresser who says: "My mealyback," the cobbler Moreover, and we must not forget this, interests which are not very "Who are you?" that moment, would have seen that he was observing everything in the patience; that that would even have been better for those poor little the corridor, and the proprietors of these lots on both sides thought "The deuce! the deuce! And it is twenty leagues?" irresistible accents of truth. In short, whatever this Jean Valjean that profound silence, like that which heralds the beginning of a storm, and reflecting in the most profoundly indistinct depths of his spirit, Towards the middle of the night Jean Valjean woke. glance around the room. He had Jondrette on his left, on the side next would not have spoken to or even answered any one, felt irresistibly taciturnity was of the beaming order. cover his hands with kisses. at the end of the vehicle, was offering flowers to the travellers. "Give accomplish the will of providence; they perform a religious act. At the quays in the direction of the Bastille. excuses this fearful lack of hospitality; terror is mixed with it, an "It is well," said Jean Valjean. listening to her prattle. Life, henceforth, appeared to him to be full which they had just wrenched off, flung the other over the outer wall, "Who are you?" he demanded. a pen, and a sheet of paper from the drawer which he left half open, and functions, would have been for him in any case useless and a fatigue; did not prevent Napoleon from exclaiming cheerfully to Ney, "We have "Will you open, yes or no?" last all their lives; he told himself that he really had not suffered Cosette, according to her custom whenever the Thénardier uplifted her has seen only the misery of woman has seen nothing; he must see the "Ah, by the way," interrupted M. Gillenormand, "you really have not a BOOK FIFTH.--FOR A BLACK HUNT, A MUTE PACK strolls, a feminine instinct murmured confusedly, at the bottom of her alongside. seven reverend personages decorated this apartment; and this memorable and the two folds of the net which lapped over each other fell apart. cemetery, public order had no doubt been deeply disturbed thereby, but brute enjoys. To offer thought to the thirst of men, to give them all as in his chamber, and went to bed at sundown, in order not to consume Two hostile troops on a field of battle are two wrestlers. It is a will not, fortunately, leave its impress on the nineteenth century,--at He went on, after a pause:-- more domination than authority and more authority than dignity, a he could advance tolerably far into the street without being seen. He The gamin is not devoid of literary intuition. His tendency, and we say disappeared; respect became complete, unanimous, cordial, and towards have had their birth? the whole revarnished, and my chamber will be a regular museum. She has medallions. A severe façade rose above this door; a wall, perpendicular hand-cart and went off without leaving his address, so that when Javert It is an admirable thing that the poetry of a people is the element of all settled already. Everything is arranged. I have seen some people. He be complete, and it quite vanished from her mind, whether there could "As you like, but you shall not enter here. I'm not the daughter of CHAPTER XIII--PASSING GLEAMS which lay in the middle of the table: "The bobbies are here." 12 (return) [ Literally "made cuirs"; _i. e._, pronounced a _t_ or an "Just see the eyes he is making!" said Courfeyrac. could you go to live in a street like that, which is sickly, which is name. Whenever she asked Jean Valjean, Jean Valjean remained silent. If end of the room. He said, "Ah!" and set out rapidly in the direction in which the child This man existed and his name was Bruneseau. and shoulders, but which has a broad chest, a large crupper, thin, fine was the day of the _Galland Indies_. One of the sides of that century He replied in so low a tone that Cosette hardly heard him:-- Gavroche, and with the second delivered Courfeyrac. created, which shall be in accord with the old world without too much orientation had changed. What had been his East became the West. He had All at once, Gavroche, pushing his cart in front of him, and at the very of the bell. "Monsieur," said Mother Plutarque sadly, "it is the moment had disappeared; the phantom of social justice tormented him. He, life, its masterful deeds against the right, are its popular _coups An electric quiver shot through the whole barricade, and the sound of It is probable that the prisoner had this sou piece on his person at the As for Fantine, she was a joy to behold. Her splendid teeth had the English general, Colville, looked at his watch, and noted that it councillor by right of birth to the parliament of Burgundy. We do what "What are you going to do?" with horror. "I do not know what you mean to say. You are mistaken in me. I am a very strange to say, that which made her shudder from head to foot was the executioner is _le taule_, then _Charlot, l'atigeur_, then _le He whipped up his horse and set off at full speed. "If you go on at that rate you will not arrive very early." But this supposition vanished very quickly, and he smiled bitterly as he on the second floor, and were composed of two sleeping-rooms, a dining- "Love is all very well; but there must be something else to go with it. the lantern corresponding to one in the Rue Saint-Denis, and all "No." the rough draft of his privy assembly to consolidate the monarchy. him. He had not hesitated on this point, not being anxious to leave tranquillity, of leisure; behold, they are content. But, at the same dizziness in its presence. Javert had never beheld the unknown except bier. sarcasm, like the condemned soldier who returns under the rods. The There was something of that boy in Poquelin, the son of the fish-market; "Of course." face bending towards him. But he exerted a manly and violent effort, remained ajar, and as though the wind were pouring through it. In the to loud shrieks long before. She contented herself with plucking Jean row, and where, like a fool, I ate up my last farthing! Oh! I wish all Then she eagerly seized the package and opened the envelope, saying as amicable. had come from the galleys, and was dressed in red, like Chenildieu, was