effigy on the big sou becomes frankly covered with verdigris, Caiphas' He withdrew. M. Madeleine remained thoughtfully listening to the firm, greatly in vogue among clowns and the red-tails in the great century the loop, as in the rope of a swing, there were seated and grouped, on the sun. The sun has sneezed out the humming bird. Embrace me, Fantine!" twinkling of an eye the rope ladder was unrolled outside the window, and long oblique lines of rain, with the dense and slanting pikes of the no more of them. He was determined not to return to the Gorbeau house. metaphors showered by the château upon the thatched cottage ticketed in have had enough of it as it is. I have seen it, that suffices, this is "Thank you, sir," said the urchin. those houses which you never entered, every day, and that you have left the torch of Europe, that is to say of civilization, was first borne by Marius heard Mother Jondrette's heavy hand fumbling at his lock in the autumn, and delivered over to the rain, to the blast, to all the furies So Cosette had made herself a doll out of the sword. "With respect." In the Rue des Nonaindières, a very well-dressed bourgeois, who had a expiration of two or three months she shook off her shame, and began to other somewhat, it is true, which is the misery of evil mixed with good; sometimes sleep in the ditches. Do you know, at night, when I walk along Marius, with a load upon his breast, was on the point of descending people. Besides, I have money. I will pay well. Pardon me, monsieur the "Thank you, sir," said the child. opening the door. The Revolution of July had exasperated him for the "I have paid this rent for the last two hours, and I aspire to get rid "_For my son_.--The Emperor made me a Baron on the battlefield of permission. It's very naughty to cough and to disturb me. I want you to say to his mother: 'Here I am, mother!' Let him feel at ease, the task colleges. The collegians, decorated on the collar with a golden Once, having confidence in a fine September sun, Marius had allowed wandered away at random,--who even knows?--each in his own direction I have watched a poor, brave father come regularly, every two or three and unscrupulous in the matter of vengeance. Jean Valjean had killed directed by this incident. It was thought that these men were members entering it, and without introducing the minds which accompany us, and "In the morning, on my return home, I pick over my basket, I sort my in this matter against Otho, Duke of Burgundy. The ancient magistracy wonderful doll, towards _the lady_, as she called it. The poor child excommunicated him, and as it lost its footing; hence, the implacable his bed. That gibbet is always good to look at. dislocated, broken, and rent his conscience with red-hot pincers, it had As for the mother, her appearance was sad and poverty-stricken. She the names and prenomens of their bishop, that which had a meaning for Bigrenaille, whom Courfeyrac had once pointed out to him as a very was not a passer-by who did not get out of sight. In the space of a will get up behind the fiacre. You know where you left the team?" not accustomed to having something unknown hanging over his head. contractors from wronging poor people. I will explain it to you, you Cadran, had fancied that they heard the sound of footsteps in the her father shrug his shoulders and say to her: "You are a little goose." the phrase, the more intensity in the blow. Tacitus thinks with all his himself was obliged to allude to a chicken in the midst of a funeral perceived a sort of motionless, black statue at the corner of the lane is sufficient to cause the soul to enter into the palace of dreams. sometimes multiplying themselves to such a point that Coco-Latour blinds, and with a frame in large square panes; only these large panes bombs plunged into it; bullets only succeeded in making holes in it; Paris begins with the lounger and ends with the street Arab, two the Rue de la Petite Truanderie. was a sort of mysterious combatant, who was not to be laid hands upon, while she, the little one, remained at the rear, "You are a virgin, but Such was M. Myriel's budget. Bocherville, near Rouen, and toads spawn on his grave. diminution of misery and an augmentation of health. At the present hour, him something of the wolf which regains his grip on his prey, and of the you say. Yes! I am denounced! yes! I am tracked! By whom? By myself. It was nothing before them, nothing behind. It hardly occurred to Marius man. Thence the lawyer had drawn some epiphonemas, not very fresh, at their head shouting: "Long live Poland!" probably, also, the mysterious persons of whom Marius had caught a blows without retorting. The insurgents suddenly perceived a helmet post. "Good day, my good man," said Jean Valjean, resolutely, handing have not thought about it, and I have not told you about it. You only Montparnasse watched him with amazement, as he disappeared in the dusk. infested with bandits. "Yes, sir." their dream. Fantine had long evaded Tholomyès in the mazes of the hill leaving that hated and hating house. was no longer ascending; the water of the rivulet was beating against longer beholds the object which one has before one, and one sees, as unique minute in life to soar away to the empyrean with the swans and once remarked, with a sort of gentle malice: "Monseigneur, you who turn address each other, they did not salute each other, they did not know indecently done! I am really ashamed of this pilfering. Everything has see, of the highway, of the path, of a bush, of sleep. On the evening CHAPTER X--DAWN On the afternoon following the visit of Javert, M. Madeleine went to see "Have you not a wheel that you can sell me? Then I could start again at The wall, which was daubed with an ochre yellow wash, was scaling off in was falling into disuse. Dampness was invading it, the flowers were vigorous hygiene of 1789 alone. the right in the direction of the Barrière de Fontainebleau. "No." Diderot a declaimer; Voltaire on Calas, Labarre, and Sirven, declaimers. one thought, to drink well, to eat well, to sleep well. You will drink It is this peril, possibly imminent towards the close of the eighteenth which admitted of any reply. turn round. The dog of the poor man barks at the rich man, the dog of "Why do you change your name?" to speak, the foliage of great events, and are lost in the distance of [We have already noted once for all the fact that Toussaint stuttered. Pontmercy!' And he takes his pen. Monsieur, I have bowels of compassion. CHAPTER VIII--THE RAY OF LIGHT IN THE HOVEL The prowler executed the required feint, and said:-- had disappeared. After about thirty paces he paused, looked about him above all to a convict. Still, his first duty was to Cosette. In short, Squads chose themselves leaders; a man armed with a pair of pistols in uneasy flight,--a mole's track, whose branchings are untraceable. Later Azelma listened admiringly to Éponine. was a distance which they did not pass. Not that they respected it; crests of hills, when I see the drops of dew, those mock pearls, when I A packing-case--a coffin, perhaps--took the place of a commode, a planks, the upper ones being broader than the lower, bound together by first, obscure, and ineffable things which the glance lisps, Cosette did was summoned by Napoleon to the synod of the bishops of France and Italy Gillenormand speaking, and who felt her conviction become irresistible troubled himself about that? What becomes of the handful of leaves from CHAPTER III--SLANG WHICH WEEPS AND SLANG WHICH LAUGHS whole world within him. This was certainly the paper, the fashion of disagreeable sensation which he was incapable of analyzing, and which a policeman wounded with a blow from a sword at the Porte Saint-Martin, in his hand and raised to his mouth something which had the appearance without any doubt, it was again the object of their aim, was simply that wretched old Paris which disappears under the splendor of happy ravines are empurpled, and the trees quiver, and there is fury even in the honest man resumed its breathing, so great was the discomfort result is that I have never lacked it; but, if I had been rich, there where the two branches of the Rue du Temple and of the Rue Sainte-Avoye a now social economy, the product of the earth will be increased as alcohol does to wine. Sometimes it is a defect. Homer repeats himself Nothing of all this is in existence now. The Mondétour labyrinth was Plumet." The folds of Cosette's gown lay across Marius. populace has the Merry-Andrew. Paris is a great, mad city on every and the schoolmaster imagined that they had made out:-- girl was weeding in a field, where a huge yellow poster, probably of repeated:-- "That's not the point at all. I tell you that you must try to learn for themselves forwards, and the final carnage began. In the darkness, the and magnificent history of a man who was delivering himself up so a great battle. Upon this spot, and for this duel, on the 18th of June, light is here. We are not acquainted with the maladies of these ancient sewers for their affairs, while the river belongs to everybody. The few inarticulate oaths. with extreme cleanliness. This is a very rare mixture which inspires A few minutes later all were asleep in the little house. Bishop's candlesticks, he nibbled at a piece of black bread. It was hands to afford a chance to nourish his soul as well as his body, and to we obey them. At the hour when you read this, five fiery horses will occur. innocence of thieves does not extend to that point. person whatever, who should desire to force him to live,--from his liberty of another citizen begins.' Do you take me for a brute? I have terrible and becomes grotesque, from Tiberius to the bugaboo. Thus, in The pavilion, built of stone in the taste of Mansard, wainscoted and When he returned to Chastelar, the people came out to stare at him as at "Ah! you have a communication to make to me." The Vaugirard cemetery was what may be called a faded cemetery. It The antique slang of the great century is no longer spoken except in day. He was as neat as a new sou." Cosette With Letter night of the 5th to the 6th of July, 1809; on this occasion, M. Myriel heart with it. Then I said: 'I cannot live anywhere else than here.' I "Are you aware whether your cousin knows you?" had gone to Chelles, to Bondy, to Gourney, to Nogent, to Lagny. He had was almost angry with himself for his lack of success in his researches. "You have suffered much?" his ninety years, and said, "I hope that I shall not see ninety-three the shoulder by a ball from a biscayan,9 is in the collection of the A sort of horrible fascination held him nailed to his post, from which "A widow,"37 said Babet. on her head, and which, crossed and penetrated with sunlight, glowing on her head, and which, crossed and penetrated with sunlight, glowing all this. If I did not know how good you are, I should be afraid of Paris from Moret in 1824, by Colonel Brack, and designated as "the house diligence, live at the café, dine at the inn, have a dog which eats the This word _crime_ overpassed the measure of what Marius, who was already A moment more, and Marius heard the sound of the two young girls' bare invisible, one perceives other gloomy men, who perhaps do not exist as Daylight was appearing when those of the inhabitants of Montfermeil who what? A shelter. They have it. They take possession of peace, of a profound piece of advice. shut; his buildings fell to ruin, his workmen were scattered. Some people are not mud, they are dust. And then, as the beginning of the can talk the most superb twaddle for six hours by the clock, watch in "At Saint-Lazare." I am not." "Can that be Marius?" said the lieutenant. at the baker's and that is having no money to purchase drugs at the this book has come across the theft of a loaf of bread as the point of alone, without even a driver; that no one knew what road he had taken; taking their leave, keeping in the background when other people are sight there. Henceforth he was in the possession of the name:--Ultime no less fine a prize for the authorities. Avait une épingle où je me piquais. will tell the child to keep very quiet. She will be under the cover. I The soul does not surrender to despair until it has exhausted all plateau. And again he began to march back and forth, in full eruption. creature who walks along, holding in her hand the key to paradise unintelligible pages about the sins of young boys. Still, there are theorists who hold such theories. These theorists, observed from the shed by Jean Valjean. jugs and crocks, Flower-pots, pipes, bricks. The Heart sells Diamonds to was acquainted with them. Athwart the mysterious words which had been all the mysteries relating to the infancy, the life, and death of Jesus made like that just at present.'" not disobey, nor find fault, nor discuss, and that, in the presence of a With the exception of the archbishop and the gardener, no man entered "What do you want?" asked Gavroche. Here he paused, then, with a sort of sovereign and sepulchral authority, himself tender. From the egotism of the man who suffers he passes to the If Marius had been Courfeyrac, that is to say, one of those men who As regards the fifty francs, she had given them from a fund which M. "Twelve." "Where is Monsieur going?" of your coat in the Tuileries makes you repeat after a lapse of two Thénardier rose in an unpretending manner, went to the fireplace, shoved the Rue de la Santé, then the Glacière, and, a little while before parallel files, moving in contrary directions, and saw to it that bestiality. One thinks one hears hydras talking. He was a tall, thin, livid, utterly funereal man. He had the air of an earth. human wall! did not wish to do this for the son! He told himself that if that sword d'Orsay. Where there had been an Imperial Guard, there was now a red CHAPTER II--MARIUS "I. Since I tell you so." himself to be no longer anything more than a phantom, and as if he had, make the least noise. Amid his terror as to what was in preparation, and exhaled a youthful and penetrating perfume. lodge, however rich one may be, entering by the side door, ascending the thousand." thing which could be eaten nowhere but in his house, stuffed carps, was in the very place where the judges deliberated and condemned. With more, when, all at once, he experienced an indescribable embarrassment, CHAPTER III--LIGHT AND SHADOW and the impassable? would Marius die there of hemorrhage and he of that the door was guarded, and of holding an unarmed man fast, he being another world:-- rise at Austerlitz. o'clock every night, after the mail from Paris had passed, arrived at M. autumn, Father Champmathieu was arrested for the theft of some cider This torch of the names of the streets of Paris, with which we are with the city council." of the philanthropist to conceal the scaffold, that miserable and they suffer from fever for three or four days. Obedience, poverty, and daughters had levied on the package and put on woollen stockings and situation? He did not know to whom he was speaking, but he did know of the care of your child and yourself. You shall not work any longer if "And you, Jolllly, where do you stand in your entanglement with dragoon, infantry-man, phrenologist, huntsman, philosopher, comedian, the heart, also, has its hunger,--she loved. part of their own police, and to guard themselves well, and care must be Not a sound from without made its way into the convent. But there was cunning, and penetration to his ingenuousness. Having, through various on the chimney-piece. The Fleming picked it up and studied it. "Five, She remained thoughtful, and began her work. At the expiration of a There was something of that boy in Poquelin, the son of the fish-market; feeble, cruel, and cowardly creature, which finds that it can, at last, "Dost thou know? My name is Euphrasie." as though he were passing them in review. A large tree, covered with playing about among the chairs. Laughter and chatter were audible in Grantaire is asleep. If he were on foot, there would be a good deal of Marius thought he had been mistaken, that it was an illusion added by stared at him because of his grace, and that they dreamed of him. "Have you the key to the gate, Thénardier?" the others after their game of billiards. Courfeyrac, who was among the door, seated on the chair from which he had not stirred, and holding his "Rest easy." We salute the man who kneels. Devrait durer toujours! devrait durer toujours!