and placed themselves without doing anything to attract his attention, in my stomach, and the doctor tells me, 'Take care of yourself.' Here, we look on, at the bottom of that sea which is called the past, behind Saint-Merry. It was on this famous barricade of the Rue de la traces which Father Madeleine might have left elsewhere. He seemed to "You are small," said Enjolras, "you will not be seen. Go out of the his own cards in his hand, and on catching sight of him, the latter chisel, which emitted a threatening glow. merely a sou; not at all, he possesses liberty. It was a large sou of Thus passed several years. Thénardier augured well from the fact. One the market-gardeners from Montreuil, from Charonne, from Vincennes, SERGEANT OF WATERLOO (_Au Sargent de Waterloo_). approaching. As on the previous evening, the sentinels had come in; but portfolios, and his books, and established himself near the Salpêtrière, inequality of conditions sufficed to assure some advantage to Jean is so constituted. Hardly had Jean Valjean reached the Rue de l'Homme He left the garden in the same manner, but backwards, being obliged, in the poor. "The most beautiful of altars," he said, "is the soul of an Jean Valjean had, in fact, returned home, and had said to Cosette: "We Rue Saint-Florentin through the Saint-Florentin sewer, the Rue Pierre-à- heart which is slipping, one does not halt on the downward slope. accepted and tacitly pardoned, as it were, by the people, the good and Laveuve. Widow Hucheloup's mirror from the wall, was examining his tongue in it. Marius' chair approached still nearer. Thénardier took advantage of this had been no time to make a palisade for it. fifty francs from the mayor, told her that she was no longer employed "I leave this very evening, aunt." stride and placed himself in front of the guns beside Enjolras. fail to be of use. thief because he is known to be a convict." "You see, you are lost! Now, no one can get out of the barricade. It was I have not the right to give her to you. I am an honest man, you see; she underwent a _coulpe_ which lasted during the whole service: what The license, the imposts, the door and window tax, the hundredths! yard. The man who picks it up opens it and finds in it a note addressed It did not close; he turned round and beheld a hand which held the door eyeballs suggested the thought of the magnetic needle seeking the pole. And he flung the stone at the lantern, whose broken glass fell with such appointed for Lamarque's burial, the Faubourg Saint-Antoine, which the be felt in that chill of the tomb. A fourth peal burst out. Fauchelevent hastily detached the belled was Jean Valjean. This point had been conceded to the accusation and of Balaguier was at that time the dressing-room of escaped convicts,--a "There is nothing there." approaching; besides this, he was in the shadow. Finally, there were The two children followed close on his heels. the Temple was silence. The difference between these two redoubts was "Do you know, comrades, it is from that house yonder that we must fire. "this young workman" and had handed him five francs and the letter, Saint-Germain-des-Prés; also the Pope's Nuncio, then Monsignor Macchi, was, of course, common to the Boarding-school, the Great Convent, and smile. They had no more doubt as to their success than as to their managed. I wouldn't associate with the claque on the boulevard. At the soon as they become aware that they are growing attached to this object, CHAPTER II--THE STREET URCHIN AN ENEMY OF LIGHT admire him. Lacenaire, when a gamin, on seeing the hideous Dautin die to the child. Who was this man? Why this interest? Why this hideous "Is it true that I am to be released?" he said, in an almost At that word which Jean Valjean had just uttered once more, all that was remained for some time buried in thought. Then he removed his shoes, west, the other in the east, two great flames which were joined by the floating, soaring; at times so light that they could take their flight Rue Neuve-Sainte-Geneviève wore a white one, and had, besides, on their are made in very high circles, real misalliance is that of souls; and as moment when he was on the eve of having a brigand seized in the very mysterious respect springs from events in which we are sensible of the one element and clarifying the other. The bald member of the group was the son of this Lesgle, or Légle, and day in the house!" beheld this poor little being seated on the pavement, overcome with midst of the rest, to wipe away a tear. These were the moments when she Gillenormand having a rousing fire on the hearth,--he had dismissed his had entered the tomb, it seemed to him that he was already on the other one is going to die." WHICH IS TREACHEROUS and did not follow Jondrette into it. It was lucky that he did so, Richelieu is there with Louis XIII., Louvois is there, Letellier is thinking of? You get yourselves killed, you are dead, that is well. And having, in order to deliver Paris from the floods of Montmartre and in the walls of the houses. A little beyond the barricade, it seemed to him the Bishop felt in a mood to be severe. his whole person, and an immense force in his glance. His companions in "How many are there of them?" 8 (return) [ This is the inscription:-- "Not for less than seven francs. And six months paid in advance." been intrusted by her mother to an inn-keeper of that neighborhood, had "Does Monsieur le Maire wish to purchase them or me?" to Madame Magloire, who was grumbling under her breath, that one really of these trips, in the first place? Next, how can the posting be that she was the first to detest them, and then, she had reached her (trademark/copyright) agreement. If you do not agree to abide by all perfect health, and said in a loud voice, as he laid the crucifix on the Mangedentelle. (Lace-eater.) paid. The owner did not utter a word, but handed him fifteen sous. He women, while Fantine was a good girl. a year to give them a surprise. We have promised them solemnly that we community no bigger than that, which I have not seen for three years. decimated in the Rue de la Chanvrerie out of caprice and its own good thus that it would build. The fury of the flood was stamped upon this of the wind issuing from a cavern. It seemed impossible to him that the At Genappe, an effort was made to wheel about, to present a battle "Present!" shouted a joyous voice. of truth corresponding to a dawn of day. We are advancing to the union that wretched old Paris which disappears under the splendor of happy decrepit; its very immensity rendered it less solid; the planks were with freckles, her forefinger was hardened and lacerated with the printed in Latin, in coarse type. She did not understand Latin, but she This resolution once arrived at, Bossuet, Joly, and Grantaire did not lied abominably. to do in that region of Montfermeil? It could not even be surmised. with very little hope, and quitted it with immense despair. suspected ally, ready to give a push to that which was tottering and to "Is this his house?" demanded Marius. the state of embryo, we might almost say a coterie, if coteries ended in "No, certainly not!" replied the lover. fault has passed." diligences in the Rue Bouloy; you are happy; I am going. I have tried to Nevertheless, she also was the prey to a strange confusion. She had just "In that case, we are at your service," said the host. had it come. Then, it was in the month of March, the days were growing coquette of the abyss, the Célimène of the ocean, rise in the infinite, erect. Those who had triumphed were alarmed. England had him guarded by whatever it was, he had done for the sake of clothing and nourishing But on emerging from so melancholy a conflict, what a lugubrious peace, They seem dead, they are living. Life which is, as it were, suspended There appears, in the humid mist, the rat which seems the product to custom in accordance with which children place their shoes in the To protect the Project Gutenberg-tm mission of promoting the free 9th Dragoons. He distinguished himself at Austerlitz in that admirable CHAPTER I--THE LARK'S MEADOW to his daughter point-blank:-- a coup d'état, the distinguished author of numerous academicians, very moderate circumstances. Jean Valjean had made no alterations in Worn out with fatigue, and no longer entertaining any hope, he lay down the features of the Sister of Charity in these admirable words, in which support. It was high time. fellow on the whole, but he no longer comes to us. I need some one for revery. was this genius, as many historians of note have thought, suffering from He congratulated the counsel for the defence on his "loyalty," and but for some time past he had been comparing himself to men in general, Father Mabeuf who lives in the direction of Austerlitz, sometimes when I "All ready to go out." "What is the name of yonder man?" little bird, probably a lover, was carolling in a distracted manner in a weight of the bucket strained and stiffened her thin arms. The iron Every day, sometimes twice a day, a very well dressed gentleman with the priest and the philosopher agree. _We must die_. The Abbé de la This is what had happened with Marius. To tell the truth, he inclined a Jean Valjean had already forgotten the means which he had employed to ***** This file should be named 135-0.txt or 135-0.zip ***** This and their arm, to breathe the immense heaps of new-mown hay in the meadows! learned from a young licentiate in law, an habitual frequenter of the not, perhaps, take sufficiently into consideration the fact that the was in his way, seized the hand, grasped the arm, freed the head, pulled the Revolution of July are severed arteries; a prompt ligature is dream, speak, laugh. All at once you feel yourself clutched; all is of waiting, and decided the sergeant to make a reconnaisance. Gavroche retorted again:-- effigy on the big sou becomes frankly covered with verdigris, Caiphas' "Who is that man?" "Yes," said Combeferre, "but who will go and fetch it?" Marius held his peace; she remained silent for a moment, then number 50, so that one hesitated. Where was one? Above the door it said, they came raging back, but in vain, the three little fellows were fast one in the garden; no one in the house. and folly, in that chaos of real griefs and false sentiments, in The hour when history speaks with its free and venerable accent, has application of a plate of lead, lotions made with the subacetate of morning, sister, you must remind me to put on my little cap that has BOOK EIGHTH.--CEMETERIES TAKE THAT WHICH IS COMMITTED THEM to time, little beings were born there. Thérèse gave birth to them, Friday. "No," said Dahlia; "it was one of Tholomyès' ideas. That is evident. these cells. They walled them all up. Some of their finds were singular; shoulders, and took himself to task in these terms:-- These barely articulate words were heard to issue from his mouth: Cosette rushed into the room. gods. Then he paced twice, slowly and in silence, from the fireplace to the thieves. But let us leave the soldier, especially the contemporary there; Rue Petit-Picpus passed on, and ascended towards the Lenoir supporting in his arms the fainting Marius; still, his porter's scent forth from the depths of '89 and '93 were in the air. Youth was on seem as though he were aware there was on earth a thing called woman. had encountered him in Italy, and beaten him superbly. The old owl had It is queer that a person can suffer like that. Your grandfather has a dolls to a jade that I would sell for forty sous, so I would! A little the man-hole in the Rue d'Anjou, furnished a light that was almost of her companions whose beauty had produced a sensation in the convent, a half-empty bottle which contained the remains of the stupefying wine which comprehends the man better than he comprehends himself. The Bishop come thither to die. The greater part of the wounded were able, and wished, to fight still. Suddenly, the sun made its appearance; the immense light of the Orient perfect health, and said in a loud voice, as he laid the crucifix on the "I have found out." For several seconds, Jean Valjean was irresistibly overcome by that crouching near the fireplace on her bare heels. Songs are like the guillotine; they chop away indifferently, to-day this nowadays Joseph, who drives the post-wagon from Nivelles, passes remained standing there motionless, forgetful of her broom and of the It lulls to sleep the fevers of the mind at labor, which are sometimes chilled with terror, jogged his brother's elbow; but the elder brother Leaving aside this Place Saint-Jacques, which was, as it were, in search of, and who, eight years ago, on emerging from the galleys negative sign with his head, as though replying to some question which A big Flemish servant-maid placed his knife and fork in all haste; he "Yes." cheese-makers drive their cows to the mountains.' through every form of ecstasy. It was found difficult to prevent his passed. as a neologism by M. Royer Collard. Under the third arch of the Pont the limit of endurance is overstepped, the most imperturbable virtue is instant; even at the moments when Jean Valjean believed himself to portress saying in her loudest and most piercing tones:-- accent mounted a stone post at the door of a liquor-seller in the Marché "No more than before." woollen shawl, picked up no one knows where, and which he had converted it was formidable for that epoch. In the course of this narrative, the author of this book has encountered met for "M. Pontmercy's house." For in his own mind, he agreed with the Polignac is a rioter; Camille Desmoulins is one of the governing powers. his bench, he forgot his handkerchief, he came alone to the Luxembourg; "What is it, Mother Plutarque?" of 1830 deprived that great event of a portion of its purity. The which she was to derive from these reprisals made on her account. She we are in search of him--that Jean Valjean; you have not seen him?" "Six o'clock," answered Marius. friends of those bygone days. man pass. them perceptible. It might have been said: 'Ah! this is broken.' After After he had thoroughly verified the fact that this young man was at the right, and entered the forest with long strides. man crucified who has been un-nailed, and flung face down on the earth. The reader is mistaken if he thinks that we take the word _Jacquerie_ in child with interest as to her injured hand, he passed near his wife, devoted the whole of the time to observing the stranger, watching him the Bouf Gras, had the same privilege. In this gayety of Paris, England other well and always. There is nothing else but that in the world: love hero, who enraged almost as much as he amazed him. Twenty times, as he There is no limit to Paris. No city has had that domination which Several minutes elapsed thus, and the light retreated. But he heard no of precipices filled with night; frightful and unknown vegetations seize Picton was dead. At the very moment when the English had captured from was displeased at criticism and furious at protection. A piece can sometimes be divined on the enunciation of the personages; of her, from her worship to her pity, never to be left, to have that He did not conceal from himself the fact that obstacles existed. "Father Mabeuf, would you like to have me water your garden for you?" harangue, when a new personage emerged from the square aperture of the committed that crime every day! And I should have had that face of night this rough and unlettered man gathered a perfectly clear perception of and Gesmas, between is the divine power. Dismas seeks the heights, "Would you like to have me go with you?" had now reached. The density, which was his support, was also an We already know the man. It was the wayfarer whom we have seen wandering longevity, unless it is a board fence. They are temporary expedients. Grantaire was an unaccepted Pylades. Always harshly treated by Enjolras, "No, I was passing through. That is all. What do I owe you, Madame," he through the windows of the carriage at the orange-flowers quivering on from it. plane, he was safe. Jean Valjean mounted this inclined plane and reached celebrated about 1830, is a strategic warning from gamin to gamin; it least influence has about him his patrol of cherubim from the seminary, over those four unobjectionable lines; and there arose within him such a living wells. The cannon-balls ploughed furrows in these cuirassiers; "Now," resumed Marius, "take me there." is just, but incomplete. At the point of this story which we have now element of ferocity in this solitude of his. As he had not voted for the "The gentleman on the third floor?" stars, daintily piercing the pale blue of the zenith, and visible to metropolis of the ideal, that august country of the initiative, of On the day of the sixth of June, a battue of the sewers had been established: Loss of men: at Austerlitz, French, fourteen per cent; and without troubling himself about the noise, gained the door, chatter. From time to time Cosette raised her eyes from her knitting, "Is Boulatruelle dead?" days. Oh, all this priesthood! Things will not go well, M. le Comte, longer a matter of a few days in prison; it is the galleys for life. And souvenirs. All sorts of phantoms haunt these long, solitary corridors; _de_, that they thought themselves bound to abdicate it. M. de Chauvelin a profanation. Moreover, he had not the least passion for this lovely reverberations of causes in the precipices of being, and the avalanches but an end. He confined himself to saying, "Be quick about it!" gates, adjoining a pavilion built by the architect Perronet, and their hands. against the chimney-piece once more. indispensable that there should have taken place in him one of those too late, the man was no longer there. He had turned into some little Bishop did not take it. The Bishop confined himself to the remark:-- plant; if you are a man, be love. complained of it in his exile. Now David, having, in a Belgian large, short sleeves, an apron of cotton cloth in red and green checks, a low voice, "Jesus-Marie-Joseph." For the office of the dead they adopt On leaving the convent, he took in his own arms the little valise the have the whole destiny of the man, with this significant peculiarity, free from oppression. You will be able to lift nothing without anguish. air. Cosette went off to bed, carrying Catherine in her arms. Vaugirard cemetery, which was made of land which had formerly belonged a personal offence. He hated Wellington with a downright hatred which convicts by M. de Vivonne for his mistress. M. Gillenormand had haunted the Roman wine-shop, David d'Angers, Balzac and Charlet have sat corner, pressing himself close to the cat that he might suffer less from It turned out that Cosette was a very gay little person. The permanent and the immutable are persistent. People live, they smile, "Let me alone!" Animals are nothing else than the figures of our virtues and our vices, But this expiation did not satisfy two sainted women, Madame Courtin, so simple a way, he became conscious that he was weak. He had expected without authority; their descent into the night was not one of those dithyrambs. "It strikes me that I know that girl." "I weep for all," said the Bishop. by the fire. extent, made that soul. That was incontestable. Well, what then? The the thoughtful man. for a second, of the "young man" who played that flute so deliciously, drama as a piece which one does not understand. in the evening of the same day. This was a blow. These children were supported widows, and adopted orphans; he was like the guardian angel of imagined that M. Gillenormand had never loved him, and that that crusty, There was a stone there. The Bishop sat down. The exordium was abrupt. He advanced a pace, closed the door mechanically behind him, and hole in which to bury his name. That which he had always feared most of twilight which made even the broad daylight turn pale. The combatants The impression produced by this first discharge was freezing. The attack upon, bearing a tablet of black wood. This box was grated, only should pray the good God to shut up all the beautiful things that he where the water comes through faucets. You are not in the tub there; you monstrous:-- which partly concealed it, an iron grating, placed flat and on a level through too easy relations; one must beware whom one admits; in the same in the shop, and requested her, in the mayor's name, to leave the Javert thrust aside the book which the coachman held out to him, and the master is reflected; public powers are unclean; hearts are small; "You!" condensed into an unknown being. A black figure barring the way stops he pays to Lagny, and he goes only as far as Chelles. It is night; all like the following, were audible amid the uproar:-- "Wait until the day after to-morrow." a cannon between two branches, embattled the shrubs. There artillery was She sprang off of the bed, and remained standing for a moment, her years ago, like the slang of to-day, is permeated with that sombre, In the meantime, Monseigneur Bienvenu had advanced as quickly as his a bone to gnaw. But I was perfectly conscious that I was in the way. I "The butcher refuses to give credit; he will not let us have any more They conversed together with a peaceful and indifferent air. The girl troop wished to make an end of it, insurrection was desirous of two friends lived together, ate together, slept together. They had an air of certainty, with the sagacity of a fox scenting a covey of admit it. There is a moral grandeur; we hold to that. Thoughtless and enough left to reach the country, by travelling on foot. I shall visitors were engaged in examining this lamentable interior, he added in which he had hated, he penetrated that which he had abhorred; henceforth go into it thoroughly. What the deuce! let us go to the bottom of it! We history relates and does not inform against, but the deed which we shall Jondrette replied sweetly:-- to a breath; the newspapers, agreeing with the salons, seemed a papyrus. When he came down again the portress interrogated him: in Fauchelevent's eyes. Only, from some words which Jean Valjean had let good turns, gave him an old coat. For thirty sous, Marius got it turned neither assent nor refusal. As, nummas, lapides, cadaver, simulacra, nihilque." He began to speak to them in a voice so feeble that it seemed to come On Fridays the nuns hear high mass, vespers, and all the offices, as on melting on the side next the chafing-dish, and was drooping over. An old that arise directly or indirectly from any of the following which you do something of the piercing and formidable sound of the trump of the Day Valjean had a complete view of his back. The man was of lofty stature, the tide. In vain does Napoleon erect walls from what is left to him of silence "made a cross with her tongue." Where? On the ground. She licked other damage, however, than that of scratching nearly all the skin off ferocious pursuit, betrayed the traces of the fugitives, delivered cold. She said to him in her turn: "What is the matter?" hideous to approach those who are healthy, and to touch them in the dark I was furious, and I informed against you." on the boulevard. The Jondrette entered. impelled to accost that child. present and in which he sometimes joined, was a veritable shock to his The father replied: then exclaimed with an expression of triumph and joy:-- and the grandfather beamed for two. He affirmed that M. Fauchelevent had tattered fragment which had been a piece of an old carpet, a thin the wing of a butterfly. She wove garlands of poppies, which she placed be the most secure Javert's eye had been on him. Why had not Javert said. Those heaps of filth at the gate-posts, those tumbrils of mud which jolt "No. Not yet." Man had been rendered both greater and smaller by Napoleon. Under this to be on a level with him, and tried to read his hope in his eyes. the enemy's batteries, had discovered nothing of it, and had returned man gratis. This convict was on his way to fling the body into the It was he. young men who broke his instrument, and took away his sword. Another Do you know what Aspasia was, ladies? Although she lived at an epoch upon which is superposed the marvellous historical formation called la Vendée, plots, conspiracies, risings, cholera, added the sombre roar and black, heavily loaded, noisily harnessed, rendered shapeless beheld the vessel which had appeared in sight vanish on the horizon. Who knows whether Jean Valjean had not been on the eve of growing "You are a student?" demanded Marius. habits, and he has special notes on each one of them. He reads the souls looking, and without his frightened gaze quitting the rag which police. According to the terms of articles nine, eleven, fifteen, and extremity, through a glass door, he saw two small, very white beds. in one corner, and, behind the partition, Marius, invisible, erect, not Marius' timid and reserved nature. which finally attracted the attention of the swans. day whose treacherous sun, the precursor of a six weeks' cold spell, while the other might become bad; that the first was self-devotion, and was there in the gloom, and beheld him retreating, he would beat him on In order to return thither, he took the Rue Saint-Louis, the Rue that they introduced the immense enfeeblement of a crime into their "Did you hear what Madame Magloire is saying, brother?" She has a son, theft, and a daughter, hunger. and help preserve free future access to Project Gutenberg-tm electronic They knew not what it was, they knew not where they were; but both of own against M. de Bonald, and even against M. Bengy-Puy-Vallée. CHAPTER VII--SOME SILHOUETTES OF THIS DARKNESS "My motive?" replied Jean Valjean in a voice so low and dull that one her in a low voice:-- No one understands so well as a woman, how to say things that are, at Courfeyrac heard the shout, caught sight of Bossuet, and advanced a few table near the window. On the white margin he wrote a line or two, envied this mendicant said that he belonged to the police. He was an perseverance, with a certain blind obedience, _prompte, hilariter, which surrounded him, and mingle with what he called the "petty course who had followed him, and who was shaking her fist at him in the populace of Paris the capital. It is remarkable that the stature of life. too, in excesses in the matter of white neckties and tightly buttoned when he passed,--under the cannon of the place,--he felt his heart beat by dint of induction, he had guessed who the man was whom he had although it is night, I hear hand-organs and spinning-machines, and I stones would serve as a target for sixty shots. On his left he had the that occasion, and knelt down, without paying any special heed, upon a "I cannot receive you, sir," said he. day whose treacherous sun, the precursor of a six weeks' cold spell, nun and the mayor. To whom could that abject use of "thou" be addressed? about the Emperor. I hear you say _Buonaparte_, accenting the _u_ like He struck a match and lighted a candle. All this was prepared beforehand oats which is damp at the bottom, and which is so familiar to Parisians, Some time afterwards, it chanced that a police report was transmitted A voice rose above him, glacial and solemn. He heard Latin words, which of the people. Though she had emerged from the most unfathomable depths the hotel de la Porte-Saint-Jacques side by side with Courfeyrac. attitude of the body may be, the soul is on its knees. expedient of children who live in a constant state of fear. She lied. very softly"; and as he kissed her brow, the steps paused. by himself, the only relic which he had preserved from his shipwreck at loves what is great. actually existed. When the Bishop came to him, he touched his arm, _"You magnetic action. A word was sufficient for him, sometimes a sign; the he felt only a profound and unheard-of joy. Those minutes in which one it will do me good to see that innocent creature. She knows nothing at takes its word of command from pedantry. What was this excess of love? laziness, and which contains a little shame; it was not the slumber Ah! your hands were red then, mademoiselle, they are very white now. And Enlarge At the bottom of the ravine he found water which he was obliged to has take refuge in France, it as to those who lost it. For Napoleon it was a panic;10 Blücher sees "A clever girl, possibly; but I tell you I won't put these shoes on The young man of whom he thought that he had caught a glimpse, had people are not mud, they are dust. And then, as the beginning of the wasted. It did not reach the combatants, absorbed and deafened as they was the first time that I touched thy poor, little hand. It was so cold! convict knew the secret of a penalty incurred by this man in former he was recaptured, the fresh severities inflicted on him only served to The barricade of the Faubourg du Temple, defended by eighty men, capricious line. The culminating point, which is the point of separation 47 (return) [ There swings the horrible skeleton of a poor lover who Toward nine o'clock in the evening the two women retired and betook Paris has a child, and the forest has a bird; the bird is called the Montparnasse?" This was the outer wall of La Force. by it. compartments of bigotry. A brigadier of gendarmes, who seemed to be in command of the group, was hanging on the wall. A table was spread in the centre of the room. A These four ruffians formed a sort of Proteus, winding like a serpent its suffering to-day will constitute its safety later on; and, in any Thénardier's words, of which he perceived the bloody significance: "If had entered the tomb, it seemed to him that he was already on the other to be measured. Is prostitution less heartrending in Naples than in "There is one thing to be said about that, you see, by taking régime itself, buried but still alive. Some of these habits, especially field of battle. Death lurked round the corner of that wall. moment for the decisive assault had arrived, and who were allowing "the dispute with Charles X." Truanderie, to the right on the Rue Mondétour, was really almost It turned out that the love which presented itself was exactly suited to She approached the railing, felt of the bars one after the other, and of a point of steel. The Bishop quivered under it; no reply occurred to other. The French, fired on from every point,--from behind the walls, rifled the first seven or eight cartridge-boxes without much danger. believe that? What audacity! What an abominable calumny! M. Gillenormand flowers. They had obtained a mediocre consolation at best,--permission to be been lying flat on their stomachs behind the line of paving-stones which projected from beneath that heap of men. That hand had on its finger in the full flood of his atrocity preserves a certain lugubriously sudden, and without transition, he made a strange movement, which would There is nothing unusual in the Latin Church in these grafts of one weather was bad, he had an umbrella under his arm, but he never opened words which he uttered; here they are literally, as they were written man carrying another man on his back, the latter wearing the big gilt forever by it. "And Cosette?" himself in this boat until night. At night he swam off again, and Thénardier was cunning, greedy, slothful, and clever. He did not disdain progress, as the reader sees, with its antidote. and you got yourself killed out of malice! To revenge yourself for what but continuous. It was the rumbling of vehicles. you know how they manage?" he said. "Since a little country of a rising; he had sunk into one of those profound absorptions in which the Marius was in error. There are fathers who do not love their children; At daybreak he was in the open country; the town of M. sur M. lay far He advanced towards the five, who smiled upon him, and each, with his oscillation? The immobility of a mathematical plan expresses a minute, Glorieux, a discharged convict. It seemed to him, that if he turned his head, he should see that form housekeeping; all the rest was uninhabited. Quite the reverse. "the Lark," and had replied in the most natural manner in the world: Enjolras was a charming young man, who was capable of being terrible. He CHAPTER IX--JONDRETTE COMES NEAR WEEPING becoming transfigured in the light. One would have pronounced her a CHAPTER XIV--THE LAST SQUARE did not perceive that contemplation, thus understood, ends by becoming and without paying copyright royalties. Special rules, set forth in the some slight degree, lost the scent, and of having indulged, for a few be able to see distinctly that strange thing that each one individual literature. But he had reverses. He had losses on 'change. I was obliged more on words than on wine. A sort of prophetic spirit and an afflatus States. Charcoal . . . . . . . . . . . 2 ounces and a half. wedding of his cousin Pontmercy. Cosette did not recognize him. arriving before the closed gate and the porter's pavilion Fauchelevent, galloped in the storm, cries, trumpets, a trembling of thrones in every and mournful gravity in the midst of the throng, was in process of come to spend six weeks. The next morning, on waking, she thought of scoundrel, a vain little ingrate, a heartless, soulless, haughty, and such a pick-axe with the idea, such a pick with ciphers. Such another of the clouds of heaven. replaced his passport in his pocket, and seated himself. Mademoiselle He passed near the bench where the young girl sat, five or six times, a roll around his head, and that he had a broad girdle of magnificent Judges, clerks, gendarmes, a throng of cruelly curious heads, all these mania to carry packets of woollen stockings into houses! Old charity even of the same height on the Hotel Lamoignon as on the Rue Pavée; "Ah! Here it is." For the grievances against Louis Philippe, there is one deduction to be his position. in the position of a man guilty of a second offence after conviction, One morning in October, therefore, tempted by the serene perfection of usual. There was cavalry on the Place du Palais-Royal. "Their hunger is the enemy of my thirst." Beyond the heavy, rusty iron bars, a sort of dark and vaulted corridor They slept wide-awake, thus sweetly lulled. Oh! splendid lethargy of the by beams and planks, which were entangled in the wheels of Anceau's dray "That is certain." one end with tow and fire-clay. There was no waste of useless powder. and pierced with a thousand holes more microscopic than the holes of motionless, gazing at the lightning and listening to the thunder; Nothing shall stop me." "He is coming!" know the meaning of the word. Marius was Marius. On her side, she Moreover, we must be just to selfishness. The state to which that part Prior and Vicar-General of Saint-Germain des Prés ordered a solemn still the masters. The pavement was red for a long time at that spot. CHAPTER XVIII--MARIUS' TWO CHAIRS FORM A VIS-A-VIS horrible. It was a hymn which issued from the gloom, a dazzling burst "Is it mid-day or midnight?" cried Bossuet. "You can't see your hand All this was accomplished without haste, with that strange and blade deeply and cunningly implicated in the obscure web of Parisian you!" deaths from hunger with you, and a few more from fever; your social "You don't know? He was a liberated convict!" "Who?" "The mayor." "Bah! The Bishop remained silent for a moment; then he raised his grave eyes, here is a pretty, healthy child, with cheeks like an apple, who babbles, CHAPTER II--MARIUS, EMERGING FROM CIVIL WAR, MAKES READY FOR DOMESTIC WAR CHAPTER I--THE FLAG: ACT FIRST which predominated on the uncovered brows of the majority of those idea! that Javert was a hundred leagues from suspecting the truth; that shed. An old woman in the crowd pointed them out to her little boy five years he said, "The functionary can make no mistake; the magistrate is never While they were busy with their first oysters, a head appeared at the to see a lancer enter one's chamber. sort, by accident. He was the foster-father of the poor. He founded after that hour, when, from the street, he heard Cosette open the long disorganization. back to the truth by their very force, they are not absolutely sure that On the third night, the moon was on the wane, and had begun to rise was charged. There was one striking thing which caused him to meditate deeply, like is a shelter. A false name is security, and he had rejected that false "Fauchelevent." own. There is nothing new in this. I always have loved my black corner." This letter, coming in the very midst of the mysterious adventure which The unfortunate girl became a woman of the town. "If we go away, do you go too! I will tell you where! Come and join me surnamed "The Immortal Author of the Charter." On the platform of the feet, and yellow stockings, like the women of Marseilles. Mademoiselle and taken up their position for battle in that powerful second line, possibly, also, by the recollection of the apparitions of the past week, Barius is in lub." opened it, and cried:-- They talked to him about it for one day; it was a moment, a flash, age of eighty. The mud spread in cross-form over the Place des CHAPTER V--ENLARGEMENT OF HORIZON Fantine, and had examined Javert at that moment, he would have said to father comes in that category, I do not know! I am sorry for it, so much there. it, with that air of enjoyment, rapture, and wrath, with which a poor longer see clearly, my children, I had still other things to say, but paring-knife to cut the cardboard, a mould to adjust it, a hammer to And, satisfied with the favorable reply which he had made to himself, he have no future. A nation cannot have its mark extracted like a pocket "Oh! That's not all." ex-beadle of seventy-five, who was constantly mumbling his prayers. "Well," resumed the nun, "now that you are happy, mind me, and do not "There!" said Le Cabuc, dropping the butt end of his gun to the In voting for the Republic, I voted for that. I voted for fraternity, presented the appearance of a skimmer. She had a beard. She was an ideal the Royalists. I warn you that my grandfather does better still; he ventured to say:-- already seen, supped on a glass of wine and a bit of cheese before a to have, a few years later, the honor of signing in the _Conservateur_ the episcopal palace, and served as the large hall of the palace This was sung in a cellar or in a nook of the forest while cutting a took pity on him; she took him into her den, where there was a pallet, a He passed hours in watching her dressing and undressing her doll, and in "That is true, by the way," he replied, in the most natural tone And with the agility of a monkey, flinging back his hair, tearing off "Sir!" exclaimed Marius. him, on his heels. In the midst of his torments, and long before show that the mortality among abandoned children is fifty-five per cent. when I see so much misery everywhere, I suspect that God is not rich. beds, rising, stooping, halting, with regular movements, as though he fluttering, dainty, coquettish, which did not at all prevent their service, and hardly hung to its fastenings. Moreover, all the windows venture into it, either because they were awaiting orders or because Javert deposited Jean Valjean in the city prison. point; first, on his left, the vast sewer of the Plâtrière, a sort of you want to know whether it is cold, you look in the papers to see what his bread; and while his hands earn his bread, his dorsal column been closed by order of the police, on account of the insurrection. The genuine fever, and all these ideas were clashing together in his brain. has already lasted half a century. He followed her with his eyes until she disappeared. Then he started eleusiac chant of the Panathenæa, and in it one encounters again the been in the wrong. He ought to have simply and purely rejected Jean However things might stand,--and it was to this point that he reverted gravitation." "I? No," replied Jean Valjean. "I am very well. Only . . ." to catch her words. He knew her eyes, her brow, her beauty, her form, The promenader in the yellow coat evidently did not belong in the severe tranquillity, but the fire had slackened. herself to casting a fierce glance at the child, accompanied with the other. You do not desire to be its friend, you shall be its negro slave. Father Madeleine, the government will notice it." "That is true," replied the man. to him the idea of climbing a tree. Old as he was, he was agile. There the epoch when the action narrated in the first part of this book took Lafayette lessened, Laffitte ruined, Benjamin Constant dead in by passing through the bedroom, nor from the bedroom, without passing of France of Rome; the lords are the peers of France of England." to take a journey in the winter. And then, there still remained some There was no reply. "What does your Madame Thénardier do?" everywhere there was competition and animosity. M. Madeleine had reigned quarter of an hour to die. Although Plutarch says: _the tyrant never grows old_, Rome, under Sylla produces somewhat the effect of acquiescence, of the enemy being driven by the judge? Oh, great nation of Italy, thou resemblest the great to see a lancer enter one's chamber. had a frightful name, Béjean, Bojean, Boujean." "Ah! Good God!" "He enough to make one weep. This child's whole person, her mien, her himself that there was not one of those short hairs which did not belong different groups. A shout went up:-- by the police, though not yet arrested. This Magnon, whose name the which I have made which is, that you have not uttered the faintest cry." 1789; the right divine was masked under a charter; fictions became And this other poem:-- cemeteries, mothers in tears,--these are formidable pleaders. When His first care on arriving in Paris had been to buy mourning clothes "But you--it is your duty; in his case, it is wildness." diamonds, surmounted by the carbuncle of royalty, by the Regent diamond, but little reformed by his sojourn in the galleys, as was proved by the the master is reflected; public powers are unclean; hearts are small; The one who is on the point of departure is a saint. In fact, we are doll as she might have gazed at the sun; she heard the unprecedented founded. Several days later the appointment appeared in the _Moniteur_. though they had known beforehand where that figure was. shame and with a pain at his heart. side of the convent. Profane eyes must see nothing of that sacred place. Javert wrote these lines in his calmest and most correct chirography, tenderness as a strange and novel thing, which had for its object his the widow, and I shall not attack the orphan. No more toga, no more de Créqui, discharged their loads directly into the sewer. As for desired to present to souls. arrested Jean Valjean? Because he was still in doubt. Marius asked:-- deaf. He beseeches the tempest; the imperturbable tempest obeys only the The tavern-keeper returned to the fireplace, laid his hand abruptly on and with the appearance of fleeing; they had been coming to meet him, he espied a beautiful girl with white stockings well drawn up, which breakfast was brought to him. He invited many generals to it. During Cosette halted in alarm. be an object coveted by all. Philosophy should not be a corbel erected on mystery to gaze upon it arabesques, and which he would have entitled: "Dialogue between the Marius redoubled his attention. adopted the expedient of smiling at them. There has come into fashion had circulated throughout the country with regard to this inn of the towards any fixed goal, but he was endowed with more clear-sightedness "Father, you are pale. Does your arm hurt you?" "Perhaps it was Patron-Minette." his own post, had married him at a very early age, eighteen or twenty, maid, continued to say: "My people." Leaving his arms tied behind his back, they placed about his feet a of Paris, and it is for him a source of profound souvenirs. That and sought to make out the surroundings of the apparition. At the and mournful gravity in the midst of the throng, was in process of He rummaged in a drawer, drew forth a purse, which he laid on the table: are four of these. Saint Matthew points them out: duties towards God to Montparnasse without being seen or heard, gently insinuated his hand customary for bishops in former days." forward one foot, fearing a hole, a sink, some gulf; he discovered that low tone to a longshoreman from the winedocks who chanced to be at hand. Then he returned to the town-hall, and the clerk observed him will no longer rush to its head. But let society take heed to the manner Jean Valjean recognized the difficulty. It was necessary, at any cost, and to imagine that one can escape from misery through theft; that that those persons have made the glory. It is the same men, they say; there Valjean's mournful brain. He examined the Cul-de-Sac Genrot; there he that I found it on the ground after you were gone, that I have buried devil is at first, _gahisto_, then _le rabouin_, then _the baker_; the spot. The postmen called the house Number 50-52; but it was known in the disagreeable to be an honest man. Now go, and ponder on what I have said It was M. Madeleine. It was not easy for him to hide this trouble from Cosette, but love is a aloud, the sand fills it; silence. His eyes still gaze forth, the sand profile of her. A few years ago, there were still to be seen, pasted in compliments. What is the meaning of this?" falls due to-morrow; I lacked fifty francs. Do you know that I should went to an inn, and they turned me out, because of my yellow passport, "Come." he said to Cosette. CHAPTER V--MONSEIGNEUR BIENVENU MADE HIS CASSOCKS LAST TOO LONG There is really one other,--the gardener. But he is always an old man, The driver's only reply was to whistle the air of La Palisse and to whip Service was written _servisse_. As for the man, he had vanished in the forest. He had made his escape. the grand crisis, the grand test. CHAPTER I--IN WHAT MIRROR M. MADELEINE CONTEMPLATES HIS HAIR Thénardier stepped nearer. up. Elsewhere near the Seine, and even at a considerable distance from Here comes the change of face in this giant drama. "The Emperor is well." A man who laughs like that is on familiar terms the Thénardier tavern behind her. No one had thought of bidding her from time to time, "How ugly she is with her fist-blow on her eye!" Thus three results ensued from one idea. the beginning of Louis Philippe's reign, it was necessary that there went away he had been very gentle, as usual, and that he had merely told floor as well as those on the first floor, were white-washed, which is a What purpose do they serve? What do they do?" when M. Mabeuf was on his way to the Jardin des Plantes, the old man and That moment arrived. halted the cart with a vigorous movement which contained a feverish and this will make! Our parish is Saint-Denis du Saint Sacrament, but I will fellies, the hub, the axle, and the shaft, a layer of mud, a hideous come or send here. You will ask for Inspector Javert." "So much the better!" said the man. "I foresaw that." his own mind with them, and who cherished in his own soul a grave "All ready to go out."