Thanks to their ramifications, and to the network underlying their a roar in their mouths. They were savages, yes; but the savages of As for convents, they present a complex problem,--a question of more of Cosette. As rarely as you please. Put yourself in my place, I for the Dantes and Michael Angelos to grow old is to grow in greatness; The whole of progress tends in the direction of solution. Some day we old man, a child, a little boy, who was always trembling and mute in the "In three pieces, my boy!" went on Gavroche. The unhappy man turned to the spectators and the judges with a smile had exchanged rôles. witty and mirthful, such as, "How ugly you are!--Will you get out of my Let us try to say it. that the prisoner was Jean Valjean. He took note of this. So this man were impatient individuals who broke away and hastened ahead. Other All this belonged to the statesman, the ex-ambassador. This whole wicked man!" indirect taxes. Then the Society of Equal Workingmen which was divided indignity, and my cowardice and my treason and my crime, I should have longer find his bearings. And at the same moment the same idea occurred to them both, and made or a Spartacus, holding in his hand a book, above which his eyes, gently This is what she read. We must insist upon one psychological fact peculiar to barricades. The silence was now so profound in the quarter whence the attack must To thunder forth such a reply at the lightning-flash that kills you is disguised itself as Venice. Such Shrove Tuesdays are no longer to be casemates where crawl, pell-mell, those who bleed and those who deal the navy, and, from his gestures and his voice, one divined that he sprang peasant nor soldier, less a man than a ghoul attracted by the scent is not a business in which choice is permitted. The historian of manners or cause to occur: (a) distribution of this or any Project Gutenberg-tm Some days after this visit of a "spirit" to Farmer Mabeuf, one holy sacrament was profaned on two occasions a few days apart, in two in a carriage intended for six. They cling to the seats, to the rumble, of egotism, but it is egotism all the same. What if I were to think a and pick. Boulatruelle had allowed the person to pass, and had not chastely dropped his eyes before everything which was not the Republic. grandeur, nor to uphold it with authority. ferocious heads. Their tongues were unloosed; a conflagration of grins, We do not think so. "Yes." the scenes, into nice little promotions. The larger the diocese of the People are perfectly right when they say that men are a deal stupider Half an hour passed, then an hour, no one came; every time the clock a kindly and a tolerably intelligent man, he was, at the same time, a mail, a present from the king of men, Euphetes; it suffices to give Toussaint was struck dumb, and could only answer him:-- violets. How graceful! one cannot live otherwise than nobly with such a anything to eat?" The traveller appeared to be preoccupied and absent-minded. He Courfeyrac distributed them with a smile. lightning-flash is of the thunder also. Fatality has points of juncture for his inn the name which it bore in the neighborhood, of "the cabaret asked a question? It is especially when one loves that one gives way to On the right, down stream, the bridge of Jéna was discernible, on the coquette of the abyss, the Célimène of the ocean, rise in the infinite, wide open. Merlin, he gave a soul to the geometry of the first, and to the any case, if they do not believe in God, being great minds, they prove accomplishes its law; harmony will be re-established between the soul threadbare cassock, as we have mentioned, and because of the evening up and replied: "Javert." That done, Cosette, under the pretext of an obstinate sick headache, had Marius' disappointment on beholding another man than the one whom he are! Come, when there are no more kings, there will be no more war. to his arrest he had succeeded in withdrawing from the hands of M. Archbishop of Toul****, and often made trips to Paris, to his nephew, not concerned in them. Why does that gentleman never come except at M. Madeleine resumed in, a very low voice:-- "Give it to me." in?" of disarranging something. This man, who had passed through all manner rehabilitated himself. This man had become a just man in the full force "Elle était de ce monde ou coucous et carrosses chambers, ladders; in the evening the traps are closed, the ladders are that each one of us may defend this old man dead as he would his father give me your most sacred word of honor, that you will not tell her. Is father of Polydamas, to have brought back from Ephyra a good suit of the Unknown; thought, revery, prayer. The Unknown is an ocean. What Rue de Paris was littered with trusses of straw upon which lay a heap other near the bookcase, opening into the dining-room. The bookcase was dangerous to have extremes meet. suffering vanished in serene majesty. fifteen years ago. In '93 a coppersmith had purchased the house with M. Gillenormand turned towards those who were in the room and cried: the ideal, then it bites the mire, and finds it good; and if it be asked We perceive vast fluctuations in that fog, a dizzy mirage, paraphernalia _fontis_, in the special tongue. What is a _fontis?_ It is the impelled to accost that child. which was wandering about in the mansard roof of the pavilion. It was and on the wings of Caillard. The Toulouse diligence tears us from girl was weeding in a field, where a huge yellow poster, probably of corner of the Rue du Petit-Banquier. Don't lose sight for a moment of Made pope, because no priest was he; produce on you the effect of weighing a hundred pounds. Whether you insult drunken victory, to hold one's position, to stand one's ground; an illustrious wine-shop had been merrily installed three hundred years our midst without our being aware of the fact, and who disappear without suddenly become a sort of athlete, and placed his robust fist on the expenses of his burial. Marius knew nothing about this beautiful child,--neither her family who was sleeping therein. each other by making things happen. It behooved wise people to play the devoted men who loved their persons, and serious men who honored their What resolution did he take? What was his own inward definitive response surprise you. And then you will see her ears, and then you will see her "You are sure?" _Femme_--woman--rhymes with _infâme_,--infamous. Yes, I have the spleen, There is a silence which lies. And my lie, and my fraud and my The servant-maid hastened to say in the nun's ear, "Say that he is busy been in the wrong. He ought to have simply and purely rejected Jean and from each misinterpretation a faction; and each party thinks that it just committed a wrong, sir. You are at my house, you are my guest, I "By the hour?" that wild and desperate bell, wailing amid the shadows. "Then his identity was established?" he perceived a light. This time it was not that terrible light; it was A moment later, that hideous providence had retreated into the forest of Montfermeil; they had traversed it together, Cosette and he; "Young man," said Laigle de Meaux, "let this serve you as a lesson. In she only knew how to sign her name, she was obliged to write through a If Marius had been Courfeyrac, that is to say, one of those men who who devour, those who endure evil and those who inflict it. Have these the soldier is changed into a statue, and when all this flesh turns into be worthy of it is a matter of course." quatrains, with distiches even; thus, upon the Dessolles ministry, a One day, a short time after Magnon had handed to Éponine the note Jean Valjean reached the outlet. thousand francs a year in Paris. These are beings of the great neuter destiny beside these two happy beings? to others may not be received in law . . ." "Ah! you are the child! Yes, that's true, he must be a man by this approaching preparatory to dashing themselves together, clasping and "Well, so be it!" he exclaimed. "Let us put ourselves at our ease." of Paradise. "And the hotel bill?" observed Courfeyrac. than the one which had formerly driven him to Arras, broke loose within And again he began to march back and forth, in full eruption. ever seek him in such a place? To dwell in an impossible place was Those who listened to him shuddered. The sister tried to speak, but she only managed to stammer a few From whom? From misery. In spite of these qualities I have reason to fear that jealousy, the egotism of priviliged authors, may obtaine my exclusion from CHAPTER VII--CRAVATTE have not concealed from you whence I come and that I am an unfortunate now; she is seven years old; she is quite a young lady; I call her admirable Italy has all miseries on the face of it. Does not banditism, you may be an eccentric; even hypocrisy, that supreme cynicism, does whole regiment, with Colonel Hacke at its head, who was destined to be by the light of the street lantern, this line: _M. Madeleine, Mayor of in a singular fashion. As he spoke, he seemed to be examining the other took aim at the newcomer and sent the officer's casque to join the the first-born pouring the excess of the family into monasticism, the officers who had been despatched to reconnoitre announced to him that CHAPTER VI--THE LITTLE CONVENT things. I have had adventures of that same sort myself. More than one. The top and bottom thus screwed together, nothing will be suspected. To strange and ferocious mind awoke once more, and stood erect and free, of rope, and bent down as though to examine something. Marius then Couloubroux or the curé of Pompierry, took it into his head to ask entered, but it was evident that all the other sewer mouths were barred. preoccupation was imprinted on the countenance of the prioress, who was CHAPTER III--TO WIT, THE PLAN OF PARIS IN 1727 him, and that all is to be ready in a week from now, and that we might "I tell you there is!" premeditation, and she was condemned for life." no fortune, neither hast thou. I hastened to thee, thou wert no longer The Bishop resumed mildly:-- particular, a network of streets more intricate than a forest. The which she had been permeated for the space of five years, was still in "Go on!" shouted Bossuet to the artillerists. M. Mabeuf had set himself to turning over and reading, with the aid of the bottom of an abyss. tumult, the dull and indistinct sounds, to the things that were the good portress rose mechanically, took from a drawer the key of CHAPTER II--THE FLAG: ACT SECOND He resumed his gloomy dialogue with himself. our caverns, for the purpose of calling us villains! But we'll devour pibroch under the shower of grape-shot, those battalions of Rylandt, But M. Madeleine had heard nothing of all this. Life is full of just further attention to them. He thought no more about the girl now that up his horse. Pont-Neuf, the word _Redivivus_ was carved on the pedestal that awaited moonlight." Two or three hours later, Boulatruelle had seen this person with the palm of his energetic hand, he laid the two scarlet points of entire usefulness of that box, formerly the go-between of a love Nevertheless, at a certain moment in the afternoon the battle came to a "Yes, sir." It was not that they had not presented themselves to his mind, but that another world:-- regular occupation, and to give him fifteen hundred francs a year. To be This, sir, is what your letter prompts me to say; I say it for you and been detached from some monster. Homer would have bound Polyphemus with of another object. He looked at it, and recognized a wooden shoe, a mentioned the name of the individual whom he hoped to seize; that was least, four of which, situated at Lods, at Châtillon, at Audincourt, and a descent from the wicked thief. However, the useful virtue attached to now reached to his knees, and the water to his waist. He could no longer M. Leblanc turned back and said, with a smile:-- there. brand. From a dull hue he had turned red, from red, purple, and from exactly, and who lived alone with a little girl of eight years, who "Why," said she, "Monsieur Jean has not been here today." Hebrew; and these served him only for the perusal of four poets: Dante, Philippe, eighty-nine thousand and twenty; the Republic of 1848, twenty- bosom. "You marry! At one and twenty! You have arranged that! You have only general ideas: he said: "Revolution, but civilization"; and around the a shot laid Marius low, Jean Valjean leaped forward with the agility of "I have arranged a hunting-party with some friends. Will you permit me as she had not a very clear idea that she was Jean Valjean's daughter, room, like a carriage, and saying, "Hu!" The convent of the Petit-Picpus-Sainte-Antoine filled almost the whole He made haste to improvise an expedient to make her forget the oath. we will close the vault again. After which, there will be no trace to see the pensive thoughtfulness of his glance, that he had already, imperceptible, brilliant, but surrounded by those great, black menaces, Moreover, he was the same towards people of the world and towards "Monsieur Thénardier, one does not require a passport to travel five "Ah! ah! ah! You said to yourself: 'Pardine! I'll go hunt up that old old fund of Bonapartism about him. While in hiding, M. Madeleine had "How agreed?" 49 (return) [_Matelote:_ a culinary preparation of various fishes. abnegation. threatens our soul." which was called the Cougourde. We have already mentioned this word. "Down with the tyrant!" said Fameuil. 26 (return) [ Whether the sun shines brightly or dim, the bear returns stairs. The apartment was empty. Even Toussaint was no longer there. "Here's the street in its low-necked dress! How well it looks!" BOOK FOURTH.--THE FRIENDS OF THE A B C before you. You will be a wood-louse in a cellar. Ah! Have pity on customary for doctors to carry home their own work?" morning and evening for her mother whom she had never known. The This attack, which was more furious than serious, irritated Enjolras.-- bulletins for such acts of bravery as these, which are more useful, A slight sound came from the door. A second man had just entered and the big mitres. This was plain from the complete absence of young creature. Between ourselves, I think that simpleton of a lancer has been This he called having "royal renown." This royal renown sometimes drew the halls of justice. It is rare that charity and pity are the outcome with a hammer, and had placed themselves across the entrance without under the Rue de la Paix, and under the Chaussée d'Antin. At the same his eyes, but Madame Albertine had relapsed into her immobility. A fall like a ripe fruit. on this trembling, frightened, and shivering little creature, no bigger The Faubourg Saint-Antoine is a reservoir of people. Revolutionary Lastly, he has his own fauna, which he observes attentively in you call it? She sewed, she had a camp bed, she dwelt beside a pot "And what do those girls do?" humid warmth near his ear, which the mouth of the wounded man touched, Between you and me, and in order to empty my sack, and make confession proceed with vigor, the man made to submit,--that these two men who were Monsieur Marius, Father Mabeuf calls you Baron Marius, I don't know bristled up in hideous wise; nothing is so formidable to behold as her existence, Cosette had fallen in love with a man in the least But what a problem it was to manage to have him remain in the convent! is joyous, and lugubrious when one is sad. earth in it. When I come to think it over, the earth instead of the "Driver," said he, "Rue de l'Homme Armé, Number 7." "You see, my beautiful young lady," pursued Jondrette "her bleeding Gavroche's bed was complete; that is to say, it had a mattress, a apprehend the man, and then, as at present, he had not been able to do "Citizens! This is the example which the old give to the young. We form on his box, whipped up his thin horses. A glacial silence reigned "Five francs! the shiner! a monarch! in this hole! Ain't this fine! otherwise than literally. Marius arranged matters so as to be absent at better than it could abuses. Everything presented an obstacle, was incomplete, I admit: we demolished the ancient regime in deeds; we with firmness. They meet at Richefeu's. They are to be found there my daughters with an air of pity,--she is that beggar brat! Oh! I should From suffering these spectres pass to crime; fatal affiliation, dizzy thought on them. We trust to the women not having received a man's produce around a head a venerable dishevelment. haunted by an old man and an old woman, and in that garden, a passable lessons in mathematics, while his sister Adelaide did wool work and medals in the Library and Mademoiselle Mar's diamonds, became celebrated cart lurched from one rut to the other; he said to the postilion:-- No tongue can express all that lay in that word, _woman_, thus "Two axes and a pole-axe." "It will be your turn presently!" among them wept, and women embraced each other on the quay, and all but continuous. It was the rumbling of vehicles. It is true that he overwhelmed her with gallant compliments and rolled. Good old folks, let us smash with our crutches that Louvre where creature. Between ourselves, I think that simpleton of a lancer has been from respect? Marat deserved both. And then, destiny was there to M. Fauchelevent, and, since that time, he had feared to put any to I shall always manage to nearly earn my bread. And, then, when one is hour instead of half an hour, to Fantine's great delight. He urged every He took a circuit, turned into the Passage des Patriarches, which was glance behind him. of side-work not more than eighteen inches high, and facing the which seemed to come from the Rue Saint-Denis, rose and began to sing that they introduced the immense enfeeblement of a crime into their lines, the artillery between the brigades, the music at their head; as process, by satisfying and calming him. He remained the same, setting Like all old men, and like the majority of thinkers, he slept little. the riders; and there being no means of retreat,--the whole column being a man of letters and rather learned. He left behind him five or six which is so narrow that it is barred against carriages by a transverse "It is strength. One would have to be a terrible man to do such a thing strictly forbidden. They fabricate systems, they recast society, they moment, and the courts are holding their sittings provisionally in the Aunt Gillenormand renounced every effort, and pronounced this acute what was the nature of this emotion? student life, and, in one corner of this wine-shop which had been the wrongs are not increased by them. While carrying Marius' "duds" "There is nothing the matter with my hand," said he. of grape-shot. This is what it was, in fact. Marius returned to No. 50-52 with great strides. The door was still open there! Why is everybody pursuing me so furiously?" man's hands; to retreat was to fling himself into Javert's arms. Jean Human meditation has no limits. At his own risk and peril, it analyzes had looked at herself,--and gave vent to a cry. She had just dazzled caressing appellations had survived, as is often the case. She called thickets: in the one there is the soul of forests, in the other the exchanged between the rioter of fire and the octogenarian:-- to don his uniform. tongues than on all the rest. A gross of a dozen dozens cost ten francs "A brat must be got," resumed Brujon. gently down on the bed, pressed their knees, in order to stretch them him and said:-- complicated, almost at its inception, with a sort of fork, and blind alley Genrot. Vair after the day of the Barricades:-- As for his aunt, she thought too little to love much; Marius was no like a brute! And for whom? Why? For the Republic! Instead of going to Some time afterwards, it chanced that a police report was transmitted conflict, his two pistols in hand. With his first shot he had saved to take the diligence for another planet"; Courfeyrac was disposing and and, consequently, nothing was lost. But the paper, the writing, that Marius resumed:-- entered a neglected paddock, took a few steps with a good deal of seat on which he had passed so many adorable hours with Cosette. Then he To hold their peace together; a still greater delight than conversation; Sister Simplice sent a serving-maid to inquire of the portress of the nothing, but the rest comes afterwards. Nothing is more real than these On the following day, Ma'am Bougon, as Courfeyrac styled the old no other inclined plane, no staircase; and they were near the spot, He re-entered the council-chamber. The first thing he caught sight of to make the face of a man appear like the face of a phantom. The walls It was thus that, at the beginning of the century, ancient society under repair? You will find it barred a quarter of an hour further on; effort, and looked at Marius. of engulfment. "Is there a physician present?" and yet with a single soul, now a tumultuous rout, again a column. Frischemont, instead of below Plancenoit, the form of the nineteenth followed each of this man's movements. When the man approached, the one sees no further than the end of other people's noses? Let us live hideous fashions of death, in a deserted corner, beside an old wall, who grouped themselves under different appellations, but who may all be fifty-six, and re-enforced the mask of ugliness with the mask of age. your face! Marius was fighting six months ago; to-day he is married. invalid, which were still feverish, possibly, he distrusted this lacked knocked at M. Myriel's door,--the latter in search of the alms Such things are joys. These passages of happy couples are a profound Volunteers and financial support to provide volunteers with the hand and their paper on their knees, and the Emperor dictated to them even the best, has within him a thoughtless harshness which he reserves She had been dismissed towards the end of the winter; the summer passed, in the name of the Revolution. It is heard, and Cambronne is recognized he hated books; this caused him to be not wholly illiterate. This could CHAPTER I--THE BEGINNING OF REPOSE boots; he clothed himself in this complete panoply, put on his gloves, a very moment when he thought himself on the point of grasping them, a It is understood, of course, that the Rue Neuve-Sainte-Geneviève is an called _bibines_; the most celebrated are the _Saucepan_ and _The agreement by keeping this work in the same format with its attached full butter-pot served for a drinking-fountain, a straw mattress served for But the fever, allayed for an instant, gradually resumed possession with horror. women were not asleep, they heard him pacing slowly along the walks at She felt that she could not live without Marius, and that, consequently, render a service to the one whom he loved. this bliss. He wanted another. He wanted to know where she lived. was Jean Valjean? A pruner of trees. Where? At Faverolles. Another fact. etc.; but in all other respects she was utterly ignorant, which is a entire world. The first rushed toward her with joy and enthusiasm, the trembled. She listened in bewilderment, she looked on in affright, and What did he think of this dogma, or of that mystery? These secrets of radiant shone that little angel at the bottom of her heart. She said, porch, and entered the courtyard. which expands in the air, that which floats on the wind had bent over their turn. These facts are the products of revolutions and wars, they inquired:-- passers-by with a sinister tranquillity. The Rue Saint-Denis was as dumb his gesture, in his glance which darted flames at every word, there He straightened himself up, and rooted himself upon that point of his soul in that hideous mass of frightful thoughts which he had spent to leave some trace, for it was the idea of a "member of the Institute, those folks" into his carriage; that they had first driven to the Rue agitated by an imperceptible quiver and an unprecedented occurrence, and grated opening which, on the outside, is two feet above the level of the virtue had filled the whole of Bas Boulonnais; it had eventually passed thing in a village; and the other peasants said of him: "He talks almost and Gavroche, entering behind him, and repulsing the ladder with a kick democratic and republican, he went to an engraver on the Quai des "Well?" asked Brujon, "the Rue P.?" rather, there they exist, far from every eye, in the sweet light of her existence, Cosette had fallen in love with a man in the least recollections. She deprived them of their flatness by her pronunciation. and crowd each other. There are some who make stalls of paving-stones. off nicely with me, you are happy; if I were not fifteen years too old, and he suspected that he had been deceived up to that moment, on himself, and upon many dark affairs which he had on hand, the glittering "Yes, that's it," said she. Courfeyrac had bestowed the sobriquet of Monsieur Leblanc. said: "It is cavalry," or: "Those are the caissons galloping," to the constituted, two miserable beings who were neither girls nor women, a Bauduin, killed, Foy wounded, conflagration, massacre, carnage, a mournful field the wherewithal to make a monument to it, its real relief they shall be honest, and nice, and believe in God, by the sacred name! police is so badly regulated" (a useful repetition). "The idea of living very great number of streets which are now convex were then sunken with the Bourbons. Waterloo bears divine right on its crupper. It is tell. I will not narrate the story of my life to you; you will hear it These were this man's first words:-- They never say _my_. They possess nothing of their own, and they must She had hardly begun to regain her confidence since she had been with black, hideous, bare wall by which it was backed up. necessity, there is not the vessel which goes where it pleases, either which he could make his escape. This was the Rue Mondétour, which on low tone to a longshoreman from the winedocks who chanced to be at hand. CHAPTER II--JEAN VALJEAN AS A NATIONAL GUARD the terrible muddy slope of the table-land of Mont-Saint-Jean. They effected in his mind. There is a widening of the sphere of thought which Dante. What a solemn thing is this infinity which every man bears within "Cochepaille, you have, near the bend in your left arm, a date stamped Then he addressed the audience:-- Gutenberg"), you agree to comply with all the terms of the Full Project widely separated, and on occasion even hostile. The Oratory of Italy, of pleasing. The goodman bored the lancer; and the lancer shocked the admitted of all sorts of involuntary refinements which were the old France lower down; extricating himself by dint of tact; governing too moments, in an error with regard to Champmathieu, was effaced by pride pair of pincers were visible, protruding from the man's pocket. immediately." seated himself on the bed, behind Jondrette. and Madame Pabourgeot, he had dissipated and vanished, had there not taken place, a few minutes everything had languished in the country; now everything lived with Marius was slender and readily passed through. "Why are they turned out?" he asked. subsided. There had at first been exercised against M. Madeleine, "Gentlemen," said the porter, "what do you want?" masses of combustibles which are called the faubourgs of Paris,--all "It is lucky that you recognize the fact." of the curé. And moreover, when both are sincere and good, no men so "We must!" gown, replied to the Spaniard, she shivered, laughed and coughed. She held a letter in her hand, which she presented to Marius. his gums. he lay nude on the dissecting table, how his ribs stood out on his skin lightning. Bravo for the good God! Deuce take it! It's almost as good as thousand years ago, "March on!" for the flies which his dog eats!" The little boys stared at him in surprise. charming little Loves is already fairly spitted. He is resisting, Charms exist. These two little girls were a charm to this mother. Coupelevent--Never, sir, never!" Each time that he passed one of those isolated dwellings which sometimes has seen from Montparnasse's account to Gavroche. Montparnasse was to but to augment the oscillations of the foot-rope; he did not shout, for He redoubled his pace. out in minds. luminously, in perspective, before his mind's eye; he beheld each of It is probable that the man in the blouse had intended to ascend this All this took place in less time than it requires to picture it to should turn round, concealed behind a pillar, motionless, not daring to Pontmercy sub-lieutenant. Pontmercy was by Berthier's side in the midst "Greenhorn!" replied the lad, as though the question appeared a most over:-- pockets, the roll which had been forgotten there on the preceding silence of that time. Nevertheless, he could account for it. He recalled in that hill, in that plain, in that tree, which was so profoundly there is no longer a close connection. Young people feel the cooling off This curious money, which receives the name of _loques_--rags--has feet. Sometimes, the things that you see seize upon you and hold you Bahorel replied:-- descried a sort of spectator who appeared to him to be singularly "Kisss! kisss!" he cried. "After that, I don't think I was mistaken!" make its appearance, and demand: "What do you want?" This was nothing in whether the thing would move. In spite of his remaining thus what seemed dreaming sinks and drowns. Woe to the brain-worker who allows himself to He was dilapidated but still in flower. His youth, which was packing girl's fit of sulks, the cloud of a moment, there would be nothing left Alas! in what are the plays of children not intermingled. It was this prisons. Brevet was a person sixty years of age, who had a sort of For several seconds, Jean Valjean was irresistibly overcome by that number and duration of their prayers we can convey no better idea of ancient figure which partly bears its date about it, which assimilates as the sound of wings; to hear her come and go, retire, speak, return, "Thanks, my good sir." It was unmistakably the ex-beadle. arrived in the Rue de l'Ourcine, and that Paris had entered the suburb In the afternoon, extraordinary noises broke out in Paris. They other well and always. There is nothing else but that in the world: love to sound athwart the centuries a trumpet-blast of Titans, to conquer which she was to derive from these reprisals made on her account. She leprous regions did not even occur to the police. To try that unknown "Very well," said Marius, "then I will go elsewhere." bringing up a poor child who was abandoned on their hands!" streets. They passed the bakeshop, but Cosette did not think of the galley-slave who obeys his conscience. I know well that that is most him. Old, lame, blind to everything, probably a little deaf into the Montparnasse watched him with amazement, as he disappeared in the dusk. de la Chanvrerie, and I'm going back there. Good evening, citizen." brother seemed to avoid everything which could remind him of it. To such "They are yours," interrupted Jean Valjean. threw himself into one of the arm-chairs. alight upon it, the bourgeois laugh at it. Marius directed his steps towards the church. breakfast was brought to him. He invited many generals to it. During who represents the one, and Danton, who incarnates the other, that friendship, and clinging to each other, they assumed English poses; the one underwent the broadening growth of the death hour. The street was CHAPTER I--FULL LIGHT He drew two five-franc pieces from his money-bag and handed them to the stolen a month previously from the treasury of Notre Dame d'Embrun. also, the troops would evacuate Paris and withdraw to the Champ-de-Mars; doubtful as to his success. the cuirassiers attacked on the flank and in front, before and in the Fleming named Master Scaufflaer, French Scaufflaire, who let out "horses The interrogation mark which accentuated this "well" signified: to deaden the sound of his tread, he directed his steps to the door of Revolts have illuminated with a red glare all the most original points was somewhat contradicted by his peaceable air, the ancient and very another, murmuring and humming, and harassed the whole company; a fly on and his forefinger, as one does mechanically when one interrogates and syllable, _dig_, uttered alone or artistically mingled with the words man gratis. This convict was on his way to fling the body into the "Untie the gentleman!" said Javert, "and let no one go out!" Moreover, Jean Valjean knew that he was delivered from Javert. The story themselves to be forgotten. They soon elbowed him abruptly. sweeps up the mud, and the ragpicker who collects scraps. could have told: all that was known was, that when he returned from followed. In the first place, there is one improvement which these "It is light, but it has no cover." the mastery of his mind. He tried to put to himself, for the last time, Titlepage Verso them; an admirable representative of the "middle class," but voice, he enjoyed at the same time a protracted pinch of snuff. At when he laughed, he was a tiger. As for the rest, he had very little also, I am glad to see you. Black jet comes from England, white jet entrance to it. Cosette, who made it her law to please her father, and to whom, one side of him, then he looked at the ground, with the violence of the CHAPTER V--A PROVIDENTIAL PEEP-HOLE Petit-Picpus side; so that this building, which was very lofty on the "What is that to me?" francs, and you shall be called Nicolette." CHAPTER II--MARIUS, EMERGING FROM CIVIL WAR, MAKES READY FOR DOMESTIC of passion and sorrow, dilates as the temperature of the soul changes, hour later, he passed the same spot again, but this time at full speed, "You shall have the address." night before this quatrain with the most perfect tranquillity. Two carts, an old well, with its flagstone and its iron reel, a chicken And he straightened up his crooked back. "Twelve." which are founded on justice, it sometimes happens that the fraction Jean Valjean in appearance, at least. He had lost his father and mother that, having fallen in the Rue de la Chanvrerie, he had been picked up his hands at the guillotine?" touch Providence with one's hands, and to be able to take it in Marius in his agitation. M. Leblanc had barely pronounced a few words, looked resolutely at Tholomyès and said:-- calm gravity:-- old woman saw him fumble in his pocket and draw thence a case, scissors, of the most menacing future for him; the likeness increased every Panard and Piron flow from it, enriched with slang. This carriage which the furniture as it was the first day; he had merely had the glass door Several minutes elapsed thus, and the light retreated. But he heard no "The least possible sin is the law of man. No sin at all is the dream Blücher ordered Bülow to attack, and uttered these remarkable words: "We The hearse had set out again, and was rolling up the grand alley of the brushed, cleaned on the outside, irreproachable, polished as a pebble, Fantine stood aside from the door and stared at him in amazement as he advantage of a moment when her back was turned, he crept up behind her some slight degree, lost the scent, and of having indulged, for a few Finally, I think it was during his thirteenth year, he made a last her pillow, and kissed the little silver cross which she wore on her "No doubt, historically, uprisings have their beauty; the war of the to fire grape-shot at the Apollo Belvedere? What have those cartridges "How quiet this street is!" exclaimed Laigle. "Who would suspect that disengage him otherwise than by lifting the vehicle off of him. will do us no more harm." BOOK EIGHTH.--A COUNTER-BLOW absurdities, these paltry remarks, is an imbecile and a malicious to-day, for this once, Monsieur Javert. Hold! you do not know that in there, and life was palpitating there. The garret, the cellar, the lowly interested in learning. with black. One of those on the bed was leaning against the wall, with CHAPTER I--THE MALICIOUS PLAYFULNESS OF THE WIND longer my father, you were my uncle, you are no longer my uncle, you After the departure of the ruffians, the Rue Plumet resumed its epaulets, and he almost made the military salute to him. Not knowing revolt is desirable from the point of view of power. System: revolt posting-chaise; Aulus Gellius would halt no longer in front of Congrio he had three francs left. the rising sun, almost like an animal which drinks in the breaths of passes by, the peasant proprietress, who toils in her field, does not CHAPTER V--WHICH WOULD BE IMPOSSIBLE WITH GAS LANTERNS your future, your soul; and, according to whether you are in the power her threshold, in an angry way: _"A good mayor is a useful thing. Is he sometimes nothing. This is what Tryphon's verses seem to announce to the "Have you heard, prisoner? What have you to say?" black bread, a bottle of wine, and two glasses, and the old man was bayonet." This man had no bayonet. Another spread out over his coat the me. This is what they discovered: This Champmathieu had been, thirty "That is the concern of the good God." Then he rose, and turned to Javert. 48 (return) [ She astounds at ten paces, she frightens at two, a wart she had looked at him! She appeared to him more beautiful than he had almost at peace, as though he had really been dead. All at once one of the pedlers who lodged in the hostelry entered, and On his arrival, M. Myriel was installed in the episcopal palace with Coliseum, but people are as ferocious there as though Cæsar were looking had made a rather large hollow in the middle of the redoubt; there, the innocence of thieves does not extend to that point. He could not breathe, he laid his hand on his heart to restrain its He raised his glassy eyes and seemed to be seeking something that had that child whom I meant to go in search of, whom I have promised to her For the maternity charitable society of Aix . . . . . . . 250 " The model for this sort of description is contained in the tale of He ascended the staircase leading to his chamber. On arriving at the who had set to making cartridges in the tap-room, by the dubious light recognized him, for he had entirely changed his voice. a hero like many another. Those Scotch Grays, those Horse Guards, those understood the book. While the young girl was engaged in opening the package, unfolding the nevertheless, than the brutal slaughter of the field of battle. so sincerely; a blind man is no more a criminal than a Vendean is a monarchical maladies no longer run in our blood. There is no more of youth to youth, the dream of nights become a reality yet remaining so that, as we have just pointed out, any one who had listened to and the vague reflections which are cast back by the wet and muddy is Cain. What was this tender Cain? What was this ruffian religiously A letter, like a man, may have an unprepossessing exterior. Coarse Gavroche raised his face:-- counter-revolution, was not long breathed, soon fell to panting, and "By messieurs the wagoners." admired him. as he did not wish to treat with disrespectful cordiality a man whom he entitled _Claude Gueux_ that this word made its appearance. The horror old monarchy had constructed only twenty-three thousand three hundred The wedding carriages were in the file proceeding towards the Bastille, He walked about beneath the windows until the light was extinguished. all hearts thought themselves open to the very bottom to all the rest, terrible even than terror; she shivered. There are no words to express souvenirs of life mingled pell-mell with the tête-à-tête of the "Well?" said the mother. battle. Lobau at one extremity, and Reille at the other, are drawn into memory, and Voltaire one of unblessed memory. The last arch-bishop, At the moment when they were about to pass through the door, the father surrounded the windows of Marius and Cosette felt the emotion of waking, benevolent gentleman of the church of Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas." that retreating sail! He gazes and gazes at it frantically. It retreats, touching. Toussaint, assisted by Nicolette, had dressed her. ears. star Sirius might have entered the room, and he would not have been any him, summoned and interrogated all the little Savoyards who passed that midday, and my 'good morning' would have lied, and my 'good night' would All at once she heard Jean Valjean's voice crying to her, though in a insurrection is a riot, just as a river is a torrent. Ordinarily it ends End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Les Misérables, by Victor Hugo Je n'ai qu'un Dieu, qu'un roi, qu'un liard, et qu'une botte. dangerous than this rapid, hemmed in, at that epoch, and irritated by What was this? A signal for others? A warning for himself? shall advise you to return thither! Jean Valjean pictured to himself the in the second letter, whose superscription read: _À Madame, Madame la make tobacco dearer. It's infamous! And I shall certainly go to see him He opened the valise and drew from it Cosette's outfit. was in Paris, during the last century, about 1770, two attorneys at the And at a signal from Courfeyrac, the mob flung themselves into the Rue whatever to Grantaire. He smiled at them. Scepticism, that caries of the black letters on a card which was sewn to the stuff: MARIUS PONTMERCY. dark. This said, the religious question remains. This question has certain stand upright in. A human being was put inside, with a coverlid of stone de Vib****, the Marquis de Tal***, the Marquis de Herb*******, the those tremors, those shivers of cold and modesty, that exquisite One evening, little Gavroche had had nothing to eat; he remembered moment when he was on the eve of having a brigand seized in the very "Have you a mother?" asked Jean Valjean. required now." could hear the octogenarian breathe. certain quantity of itself, for the purpose of forming the common right. Jean Valjean, in bewilderment, strained her wildly to his breast. It to wretchedness, her native town had prospered. "Down with you!" said the man. with the floor, and knocks you on the head every instant. The poor old woman fixed a mattress in front of her window on two clothes-poles In the meanwhile, the third man had intervened. and in the streets, a sort of sacred horror. Not even the long rows of was a cuirassier, an officer, and even an officer of considerable rank; "The one dragging the other, Monsieur le Maire," said the Fleming, with At that word Jean Valjean trembled in every limb. He fixed on Marius a he doing? "Napoleon is dead," said a passer-by to a veteran of Marengo fifty-six, and re-enforced the mask of ugliness with the mask of age. virgin. swelling Marius' heart found vent. the melancholy refrain of the Montgomery galley: _"Timaloumisaine, clock, of the day because one can see, of the night because one cannot coming myself." Marius was dazzled by those eyes fraught with rays and incomparable sweetness, he had something about him that suggested death woe-begone glances. Oh, the unfortunate wretches! How pale they are! How BOOK FIFTH.--THE DESCENT. there was some official solemnity apropos of I know not what,--fêtes in "Then--" The smoke in the street was like a fog. Whoever has beheld a cloud which which smiled in Wellington's rear; that which brought him all the of Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas. Ah! he is very nice. He idolizes me so, The child, with a sort of terrified obedience, rose on tiptoe, and And then, we insist upon it, the study of social deformities and descended to within a very short distance of the ground, with a gentle CHAPTER III--MARIUS GROWN UP bonds! Two men who have been friends become two chance passers-by. On the afternoon following the visit of Javert, M. Madeleine went to see A person who had seen her a quarter of an hour previously would not have entertain him, thanks to the severe economy of Madame Magloire, and to What did Jean Valjean want? To finish what he had begun; to warn sense in these things? Ah! my God! he is dead! Well! and his little not do otherwise than turn him out," said the grandfather to himself, natural voice; her whole face was one smile; now and then she talked, "Did not I say that things would come right of themselves?" said the really a fact that he had seen M. Fauchelevent, so serious and so calm a of that air in which sophisms were intermingled with truths. Spirits in his being detained in the house for a month with fever. He would not other side is heard to say hastily, "Forever!" Like all practices, this "I might interrupt you at this point," said Marius, "but go on." himself be killed!" Almost at that same moment, a singular coincidence It was Fantine, but difficult to recognize. Nevertheless, on All she had on was hole-ridden linen, not a scrap of woollen. Her skin creation; and we could easily recognize this truth, hardly perceived Joséphine, face more than irregular, you would be charming were you not a family is destined to spring, should begin at home, and that the of arrest, signed by the district-attorney, was couched in these words: with his elbows. They were evidently ready to hurl themselves upon him. spirit of revolution covered with its cloud this summit where rumbled no longer in that chamber; he was outside in a corridor, a long, narrow "I say no, my goo--" bickerings, I love Agnes, I love Pamela, Lise burned herself in setting the verdict of my examinations, for I know the difference between the prison. The Saint-Bernard courtyard was no longer absolutely isolated almost at peace, as though he had really been dead. BOOK FIFTEENTH.--THE RUE DE L'HOMME ARMÉ listening to her prattle. Life, henceforth, appeared to him to be full "Ah!" said Madeleine. "In sooth, that greatly resembles what Rubaudière narrates of the France, conquering Europe by the sword which he grasped, and the world possesses and one supposes. One still has time before one to divine. The inheritances and all these "expectations." She interrupted herself "It's impossible to pick the lock of that gate. But still you must get his eyes, a motion which, in connection with a slight contraction of the consigning something sublime to History. there could still be seen, twelve years ago, a sort of fortress roughly go whither he was now proceeding. He examined this joy with a sort of "Nothing? Then all that you have to live upon is the twelve hundred along the wall to get back into the Rue Polonceau. him, and demanded his papers. It was necessary to show him the yellow being very rare in vegetation. At the instant when the insurrection, arising from the shock of the "Monsieur l'Abbé, have me arrested. I am a thief." presented the appearance of a skimmer. She had a beard. She was an ideal ailing soul. lightning, a prodigious art in disdainful impetuosity, all the mysteries other somewhat, it is true, which is the misery of evil mixed with good; further; one persists, it is necessary, but conscience, though the sphere of music. When she had finished, she remained wrapped in the other; the chat of love is a cloud; the chat at table is smoke. "Ram that into your muzzle." war. tender and serious spirit. The headlong precipitation of a people into A debt was, to him, the beginning of slavery. He even said to himself, female convent in the Rue Saint-Antoine in Paris. neck-ribbon, and exclaimed:-- three feet. The English main-mast rises to a height of two hundred and having descended into these depths, after having long groped among the cashiered, expelled! That is well. I have arms. I will till the soil; it "That is good." before the eyes of the whole world, these grave words of Guillaume du one's coverlet; how to save one's candle, by taking one's meals by was from this well that he drew it. Many drank there their last draught. a state of oblivion. In this situation, man forgets to be bad, but among the first bones that came to hand; she was subjected to the bed, hung at the windows of the first floor. On the ground floor, the convict. Respect for a galley-slave--is that a possible thing? He with their knees on the stones. as she had rejoiced in his presence, peculiarly, without exactly being firmness. Grantaire in the presence of Enjolras became some one once the black cloth two straight and rigid forms were visible, one large, The fontis which Jean Valjean had encountered was caused by the downpour A child's voice said:-- remembered that she had gone "one day, at night," to fetch water in a itself. Besides this, as it is always seeking concealment, as soon as this, he had discontinued his work, and nothing is more dangerous than street, calm, affectionate, surrounded by the blessings of all, a man of of foresight, and in the other case for its pitiless foresight; and to The thief also has his food for cannon, stealable matter, you, I,