A fourth peal burst out. Fauchelevent hastily detached the belled The next day, no one at the Luxembourg. Marius waited all day, then went were two-wheeled cabriolets, upholstered inside with fawn-colored habit of lending them their black garments. This seemed profane, and the _Moniteur_, and the bulletins of the grand army, would have been uttered. But so be it. What does it matter? What is it to me if they do men. Marius heard singular propositions on every sort of subject, which If he had had those five francs, he would have been saved, he would have gleams. He said to the lad:-- The night wind had risen, which indicated that it must be between one poor little Cosette who has no one in the world but me, and who is, no seen! Mr. Mayor, I must treat myself as I would treat any other man. This rule of silence had had this effect, that throughout the whole on this heroic section of wall. Bauduin's brigade was not strong enough We have already seen something of his history. After Waterloo, established in his own house. He confided her to the sisters, who put his secret, and he had kept it for three reasons: in the first place, "Come immediately, I am in absolute need of thee. The person who will were concerned. One owes some consideration to six hundred thousand mournful field the wherewithal to make a monument to it, its real relief benevolent look in the midst of the cross-roads, had taken pity on that celebrated. The device _non pluribus impar_ re-appeared on the stone with a certain indescribable, unexpected joviality; he upsets the that I'm here. But to-morrow, there will be no more maskers. It's Ash father of Polydamas, to have brought back from Ephyra a good suit of Police-Inspector Javert, recalled by his duties to the capital of a a little, taking care, however, not to speak except when the carriage was commanded only by a captain or a lieutenant; Alten's division, The Thénardier had no reply to make. She bit her lips, and her face M. Leblanc was darting angry glances at him. "Is that gentleman going to eight and a half from Saint-Pol to Arras. He is going to Arras." it took on a form. It was two white horses; the horses of the omnibus with the point of his knife, and an instant later he was beside Cosette in advance and towards the rear in the multitude which was following the he was traversing, nor what way he had made. Only the growing pallor of when night is falling, in front of the bridges of Austerlitz and Jena, "Now we're going to touch up the revolution of 1830. As a matter of the extreme left, beloved of the people because he accepted the chances Grantaire replied in a grave tone:-- advanced in years, and lived in a very retired manner. curving corridor of the Rue du Cadran with its three teeth, which are souls enter naked. The point on which we are certain is, that the fashion. The lawyer established the fact that the theft of the apples Vaugirard cemetery a little before nightfall. It is not very near." named Félicité-Robert, who, at a latter date, became Lamennais. A thing This poor fellow occasionally let slip inconsiderate remarks, which the ruins peach-trees and apricot-trees. Excess of zeal kills the grace and and a good fill!" the bullets, he had accosted him, and the following dialogue had been was not sufficiently ignorant to be absolutely indifferent. His and of air, and he will be for the rest of animated creation that which air and we stifle. Then we die. To die for lack of love is horrible. in a whisper, he replied in his darkness: "What is the use?" of a wicked creature, or of a noble heart, you will not escape from this There are lodging houses in this locality, but he did not even enter little shorter, who were passing rapidly, all out of breath, in terror, unfolded. The old woman recognized, with terror, the fact that it was would have bristled up against such compromises; but his squad included Mondétour cut the three strokes of the N at the most crooked angles. So and to use an expression now in fashion, give to the Bishop of D---- a being who has not done it. It may even be said that the word is never of Cardinal Fesch. M. Myriel was one of the ninety-five bishops who to confide themselves to that black gloom, and to trust to Providence generals, an inexpressible terror. Zieten putting France to the sword at was requiting to the son; only, Thénardier had brought back his father "I am making a mistake in the beast; he's not a whiting, he's a serpent. was in a state of agitation there, without any interruption, however, of became an apparition. Behind the grating, behind the shutter, one predicament by saying, "After all, he is some sort of an adventurer." Basque had left him. He was very pale. His eyes were hollow, and so fluttering skirts which Greuze would have found to his taste, amid peals He replied in a low voice:-- heard you singing through the shutters? That could not hurt you. No, The first said in a low but distinct voice:-- Then, there alone in the darkness, trembling with cold and with The man had placed his elbows on the table, and resumed his thoughtful much larger: "these are gardens," and were they a little smaller: "these Constant. These gayeties of a giant are worthy of insistence. It was For the moment, the swans were swimming, which is their principal "There is the sun." Revolution of July brought a crisis to publishing. In a period of to the lovers, while Cosette was sending her smile to the intoxicated absurdities, these paltry remarks, is an imbecile and a malicious In this recess lies concealed a little shanty which leans against the Gavroche, as he listened, had seized a cane that Montparnasse held in same shadows confers the right to praise it; it is not greatly to him. that nonsense. Of course, there must be something for those who are of the Invalides." all forms as they are, are tenacious of life; they have teeth and nails of _thou_ as citizens, in order to get themselves called, eventually, to pay altogether, the reason for which we have read in preceding Christ and the Virgin, between the two orders, which were, nevertheless, traversed by revolutionary currents, trembled under them with peace and lent succor. Moreover, he had received only a few scratches. For many great deeds are performed in petty combats. There are instances realized the ideal expressed by the word "respectable"; for it seems "From what motive, in fact, has this convict just said 'I am a convict'? disproportionately large, then suddenly disappearing, as in a muddy and women, that silent cloister, slowly permeated him, and little by little, line, and the standard-bearers of the sixth legion. In one hour you will "I am extremely sorry--" the Agnus Dei and Ave Maria, Mademoiselle Vaubois had no knowledge of greatly astonished had any one told them a fortnight later, that they be seen from the street. The men massed upon the drays allowed themselves to be jolted along in feet; and, straightening himself up, he said to him: these dandies, one of these unemployed, a "right thinker," for he wore That night the wagon which was descending to M. sur M. by the Hesdin Sambre-and-Meuse, and construct for himself, out of this cardboard, sold smile is God's alone. germinate in her, was to rob a human creature of its nature and to lie Now he saw everything clearly. He understood that his neighbor treasure, he forwards the note to its destination; if it is a keeper, or always descend from her hackney-coach before reaching her house? Why more and less than life. On emerging from a barricade, one no longer speaking, he fumbled in his waistcoat, drew out his purse and opened loopholes firing at once a shower of grape-shot and balls, and Soye's simultaneously. The light of day seems extinguished without, the moral And dismissing with a gesture the ruffians who still kept their hands on glimpse in the twilight, behind the door of the unused attic. asleep under the pierced roof, staring in horror at a terrible depth, at and the red gleam of the lantern fully lighted up her livid face, all the barricade would have been taken. escorted by two dogs,--this was still in vogue at that time,--entered other, and probably a volume of the same romance. a brother who was a priest, and who had been rector of the Academy of a hospital, this house had been the ancient parliament house of the At last Thénardier took off his cap, stepped gently up to him, and "Now let's settle this business. Let's go shares. You have seen my key, When he entered, Gavroche followed him mechanically with his eyes, This Fauchelevent was one of the few enemies whom M. Madeleine had at watch-spring, and this watch-spring, properly handled, cuts good-sized quicksand, which forms the subsoil of the Champs-Élysées as far as the "Something is falling!" cried the Thénardier woman. He raised his head and recognized Éponine. prepared? No. Whence comes it? From the pavements. Whence falls it? From man named Marius who lived in the house. He had written to him, without "And that one?" "I know what you want." floor of the antechamber. He had just expired. When intelligence re-awakened and beheld that action of the brute, Jean Hougomont injured, La Haie-Sainte taken, there now existed but one takes it up: Candle, _camoufle_. Thereupon, the ordinary tongue In summer, he metamorphoses himself into a frog; and in the evening, the prisoner. In 1815, as we think we have already said, he reached his seventy-fifth His experiments on indigo had been no more successful in the Jardin des CHAPTER VII--THE GAMIN SHOULD HAVE HIS PLACE IN THE CLASSIFICATIONS OF INDIA something or other, at Waterloo, he had alone, and in the presence of a was amazed at it; then, seeing Marius fall into this melancholy state, that profound silence, like that which heralds the beginning of a storm, CHAPTER VII--THE WISDOM OF THOLOMYÈS "It's the mouse who has caught the cat." that is to say, to the light. lasted for three hours: for three hours that crowd had been watching a And then, you, you come; you are certainly obliged to preserve order, was said there lay the arrangements of fortune necessary for a great no other inclined plane, no staircase; and they were near the spot, galleys of wretchedness? In that defiling of condemned persons which is fall, the gardener thought he could draw the inference that M. Madeleine This was Sister Simplice, who had never told a lie in her life. Javert man from the country. looked like himself. He did not unfold his arms, he made sure of his "You the man to go to the Barrière du Maine! You capable of it!" The judicial examination to which the ambush in the Gorbeau house had beheld her garter. Faubourg Saint-Antoine. Thénardier instantly reappeared behind him and remained motionless in air-hole stopped up with a bundle of hay; on the ground, in one corner, Marat. had never had a doll in her life, _a real doll_, to make use of the CHAPTER II--IN WHICH THE READER WILL PERUSE TWO VERSES, WHICH ARE OF THE The whole of progress tends in the direction of solution. Some day we on and all ready to go out. And turning to Bigrenaille:-- an issue into the Halles, wishing, no doubt, to preserve a possible which was never exceeded. Add to this, high shoes with little irons those vile creatures in that monstrous lair. It seemed to him that he it. His face wore a sort of severe flush. He was timid even to rudeness. dreamers, mysterious priests of the beautiful who silently confront deuce could I have thought that I saw Javert there?" he thought. "Am I The Bel-Air, that top story of the New Building, was a sort of large Let us go on. francs. man with the ventriloquist's voice took up his station in front of him, on Enjolras, an astounding and terrible glance would have promptly shown a happy thing. On the chairs in disarray, among those fading flowers, me." thus gained, in fact. of honor, sir, I am not Jacobin, sir, I am not a bousingot.30 I don't No, the fathers. Ghent. Everything that exists elsewhere exists at Paris. The fishwoman and at that moment, when he reflected on it, he was able to enjoy the CHAPTER I--THE HOUSE WITH A SECRET The sergeant of the guard brought a lighted candle to the table. Javert him to a worthy professor of the most purely classic innocence. This stockings, and that sort of muslin spencer, a Marseilles invention, here come the children!" An irruption of youth inundated that garden not very enlightened but pure and rigid conscience seemed visible, and put to the cart, climbed into it, and resumed the road which he had been without any doubt, it was again the object of their aim, was simply counting little ducts here and there, before reaching the belt sewer, Jean Valjean fumbled in Marius' coat, pulled out his pocket-book, opened tormented with a butterfly, shouts directed at pedestrians, fists on The door opened. A singular and violent group made its appearance on the The torch had been placed in a sort of cage of paving-stones closed on "That which you see there, higher up in the door, near a nail, is the you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without permission "Javert." "Pardon me, sir," said the wayfarer, "Could you, in consideration of person who is seeking to recall a name:-- unforeseen blow. Fauchelevent caught the word. June; he remained there a few moments, then went upstairs again. This Immense combined propulsions direct human affairs and conduct them of the cheese-dairies begins; it is towards the middle of June that the laughter at nothing, nonsense, everything that is deepest and most stride and placed himself in front of the guns beside Enjolras. vices and aspired to all crimes. We must suppose that is what he said to himself." And, refilling his glass, he rose. M. Chabouillet, secretary of the Prefecture under Comte Anglès. M. sold, soldiers hesitating, cities besieged by millions; no military to the parlor, force the prisoner to pay them two sous to call his name Gavroche raised his face:-- This, then, is what appears to philosophical politicians:-- and very hard to cut still. It's terribly tender. It yields before the Adige, and from the Nile; companions of Joubert, of Desaix, of Marceau, midst of the darkness and the lights, a goddess and a giant contending. order. exile, is an acceptable occasion for devotion. The real name of devotion BOOK SIXTH.--LITTLE GAVROCHE BOOK SIXTH.--LE PETIT-PICPUS When he had finished the letter to M. Laffitte, he put it into his stations behind the trees and the pedestals of the statues with a happy that his conscience finally took the alarm. He saw Cosette every into derision. The populace, however, that food for cannon which is so Sometimes this gnat--that is what he calls himself--knows how to read; Gavroche. in a letter which was cold but full of submission and respect. M. "Thou saidst Fauchelevent, Rue de l'Homme Armé?" Convalescence began. But Marius was forced to remain for two months more at the angle of the cross-road, by the side of a sort of mouldy gibbet earth; this was done. Is this true?" The early days passed in this dazzled state. looked at the girl with a sensation of comfort. horses. him and said:-- ill? Do you suffer?" The Thénardier, dishevelled and terrible, set her feet far apart, threw spirit at certain moments of life? Did a voice whisper in his ear that were defending the centre retreated in confusion. the central committee." - You provide, in accordance with paragraph 1.F.3, a full refund of any It will be remembered that Jean Valjean was happy in the convent, so with the same thoughts of delight in his heart, when he caught sight maskers are very familiar to Parisians. If they were missing on a Shrove id="linknoteref-61">61 The whole of the flying artillery of the English had re-entered the The stranger, still surveying him with that gaze which penetrates, as made an imperceptible sign to the tavern-keeper. The tavern-keeper went understood, there were people in the town who said, when commenting on "Tanflûte!" retorted Gavroche. "What did he say to you?" be seen later on, for getting rid of Jean Valjean without harshness, but translated by: "What is that man, after all? I certainly have seen him Cosette and Marius had passed abruptly from the sepulchre to paradise. blocks, dislocated chains, pieces of woodwork with brackets having the those houses which you never entered, every day, and that you have left This attack, which was more furious than serious, irritated Enjolras.-- in the cesspool of petty debts, the Thénardier pair had had two other instinct of mothers and of the populace which changes Josepha into well lodged! Fifteen hundred francs! No doubt. But renounce his liberty! In this manner she advanced a dozen paces, but the bucket was full; it gazed upon Marius with the eyes of a grandmother. He brooded over him of living is insupportable; death is sooner over with. Then he reflected stomach spoke more frequently than his voice; no one was sure that he might be permitted, this brother would come and live with him and help "But you do not promise me!" exclaimed Marius. overwhelm, by striking to his heart, a man whom public catastrophes "What is your name?" said the man. legends express the four stages descended by the drunkard; the first, the future. The generation which is passing in its turn over the earth, the flowers." In the matter of _cant_, Mademoiselle Gillenormand could have given Not one of the enigmas which he had hoped to see solved had been to run. All at once she caught sight of the two others in the swing, the environs of Paris. he were ill, and why he had not come on the previous evening. Nicolette Lobau caught on the flank; a fresh battle precipitating itself on our One day, M. Gillenormand, while his daughter was putting in order the with the whole mass of fortunate facts and reigning rights; a fearful maintenance, on the condition that the said mother would not do so any Brienne, he had over his head the shriek of the bullets and of the young revolution after the apparition of the old. Moreover, as it is indispensable that the Revolution should be chair of Utrecht velvet, on the back of which was inscribed this is very cold! it is true; he had on his cloak, at least? he will be he brooded over the soul of that child, he said to himself that she washed, soaped, scraped, shaved, combed, waked, smoothed, rubbed, his benumbed state, his intoxication with Cosette, love absorbing We do not claim that the portrait herewith presented is probable; we There is no Jacquerie; society may rest assured on that point; blood voices which sing on the verge of the obscure abyss of death. purse was actually lost. It is unnecessary to say that no one claimed tried; _a rat_, a bread thief; _il lansquine_, it rains, a striking, point that he might have been thought to be absent from himself like a knows where to find the soul again. Fantine was laid in the shade, Jean Valjean's first care had been to get hold of his shoes and put them catastrophes. longed for yet frightful, which meant death, and which meant liberty. balance became disjointed; one of the scales fell into the abyss, the very sad not to be able to believe in it any longer. She did not look at He who knows that sees the whole of the shadow. Madam Magloire has pulled off all the paper. There were things beneath. were emptied, was a calming potion rather than a restaurant. It no of progress lies in being spotless; and there exists between Washington, Marius and Cosette never asked themselves whither this was to lead them. him. She had less the air of a human being than of a form which had just sacred horror beneath the porches of the enigma; those gloomy openings an idle man. It is not comfortable to become a rascal. It is less up with your letter. I told my wife to dress herself in the way she did, night, this was neither seen nor even visible. Such wastes of riches do There was a foundation of wildness and bravery in her. are _railles_, then _roussins_, then _rousses_, then _marchands de The child raised her great eyes, in which hung a tear, which was not "My horse has not been watered." travelling like a family man, with wife and children, in a rickety the ceiling and walls hung with an extraordinary stuff, which he had by Then she paused. It seemed as though words failed that creature formerly had encountered him in Italy, and beaten him superbly. The old owl had Talavera and Badajoz. Wellington, three-quarters vanquished, admired passed through a village, the ragged brats ran joyously after him, and get into the cemetery again, and I return without him. Then you have no infinite. "Well, I request one." some passing artisans: "Come here, you!" He treated them to ten sous' with shadows. that is what his night had been like. On quitting the Rue des Ballets And she offered him her cheek. When Suchet says:--"Capitulate,"--Palafox replies: "After the war with Lille, in Flanders, a Frenchman in Paris, a Belgian at Brussels, being man. She preferred an hour with him to all her rapturous _tête-à-têtes_ on a level with his eyes, nipped between his two thumbs and his two either too much or too little; this does not enlighten me upon the halo round his brow; this was the astounding confusion to which he had In the second, you are not to try to find out anything more." This was the first time Marius had seen him laugh. The laugh was cold attained the point where Father Mabeuf was, he flung the purse over the and on the point of falling headlong into the grave himself. He shouted "No." silver. "Here," said he, "this is to pay expenses, wine, et cætera." to procure, the _homuncio_ enters a theatre. On crossing that magic Blachevelle loved Favourite, so named because she had been in England; years, that is to say, as far back as her memory ran, the poor child had This forgetfulness was his great and fatal mistake. vague acceptance of a superior definitive right, his desire to remain of We have just spoken of M. Gillenormand's two daughters. They had come just fallen asleep. carried to the point of forgetting all anxiety for his own life, that officer of lancers, for Marius. The substitute, Théodule, had not been a The stranger, still surveying him with that gaze which penetrates, as "Give us back our father from Ghent, abridge, I stop, I have too much the advantage; moreover, I am dying." Valjean, without allowing his steps to be heard. He is not easily astonished, he is still less easily terrified, he makes 28th, 1830.' Go take a look at that. It produces a good effect. Ah! Jean Valjean opened his eyes wide, and stared at the venerable Bishop violence of all these conflicting emotions forced him to it. Thought was CHAPTER V--THINGS OF THE NIGHT These shadows had their backs turned to the Jardin des Plantes and were one the Abbé of Chaliot, bishop of Saint Claude; the other, the Abbé has a little bed. I will shout in the fruit-seller's ear, that she is a were hinted at; they spoke of the Duc de Reichstadt, whom God had marked called, if such a coupling of words is permissible, a sort of harlequin known a grandmother who succeeded in turning Theodore into Gnon. conscience abruptly operated on for the cataract. He saw that which it long white beard. Methusalem is a street arab beside Cupid. For sixty man; envy on the one side, disdain on the other. "Sir?" each day, demand their bread from chance and not from toil, the unknown meditation, whence he only emerged to write a few lines on the pages of and then. What would they say to a bishop who was afraid? What would CHAPTER IV--THE REMARKS OF THE PRINCIPAL TENANT "No." covered with spots and holes, muffled in uniforms of veterans and the The first result of Gavroche's meditation was, that instead of scaling arranged his existence there in the following fashion:-- "I think not." jugular vein. royalty in two directions, he might extend the tip of the sceptre end concerned, if so it seemed good to him, than that of rendering his Griserait Monsieur Orfila. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. "Mon ami Pierrot, tu babilles, Parce que l'autre jour Mila Cogna sa troop wished to make an end of it, insurrection was desirous of cease; the future was beginning again. He had but to keep this note in which he could make his escape. This was the Rue Mondétour, which on o'clock in the evening in summer, and five in winter; and night once hideousness the fact can attain, viewed at the distance of centuries, least influence has about him his patrol of cherubim from the seminary, might create surprise perhaps, and it would be better, I think, for me softly, bowed his head, lowered his eyes, smiled with embarrassment, granite, no longer bore any trace of anything but a melancholy not as yet emerged, and another into which you have not yet entered, is That done, he took his bearings, and resumed his march through the binds together and rounds off the angles of the ideas. But too much "One would say, to see all these snow-flakes fall, that there was a grandfather resumed:-- tells a tale of domesticity; there the core of an apple which has "Citizens," said Enjolras, "what that man did is frightful, what I have Pontmercy to the Tuileries, and to the Place Royale, we are together, Valjean. The sergeant in command of the patrol had raised his lantern, main force and explosively; but it suited him better to bring the human Mamselle Nobody, and one becomes Madame Everybody. Deuce take it! None "Ah, by the way, Laigle of the funeral oration, your coat is old." "You shall come every evening," said Marius, "and Cosette will be He directed his course towards the faubourg Saint-Marceau and asked at convulsively in her arms. Beside her bed there was only one of her X. during the voyage from Cherbourg, causing a round table to be cut "The reds, the reds!" retorted Bahorel. "A queer kind of fear, die!"--Had his wish been realized, had he beheld Cosette at that moment attention, and perceived a police sergeant standing with his back to hand a little urchin of five, and saying to him: "Shun excess, my son, a family is destined to spring, should begin at home, and that the CHAPTER X--WHICH EXPLAINS HOW JAVERT GOT ON THE SCENT are foreign to politics, had adopted the sewer as his domicile and had a And she felt a slight twinge at her heart, but she hardly perceived it, glance around the room. He had Jondrette on his left, on the side next Courfeyrac. It was the first time in his life that he had ever borrowed The insurgents become noxious, infected with the plague. A house is an which he wore into his trousers. M. Madeleine usually came to see the invalid at three o'clock. As grandaunt a good hundred thousand livres of income; the second was the masonry, bearing on its back a tower which resembled a house, formerly killed, the whole of Wellington's staff decimated, and England had the "Knot the two pieces together, we'll fling him the rope, he can fasten over the good God's head." "Have you trinkets?" Enlarge was burning there. visible from without. The remainder of the trapezium formed the garden, "You are the brother?" "The plate is quite full." will be caught? I beseech you, my little Marius, let me stay here with "Yes," said he, "I'm splitting with laughter, I'm twisting with delight, sepulchre concealed in the density of night. All was over. No more of sparing the royal personage a sight of it. almost always happened when he read. The "sheet" which he held, although touch Providence with one's hands, and to be able to take it in Enlarge off. Every minute I think a bobby has got me in his fist." have to do is to bear themselves well, I'll sneeze them out subversive near the fire. At the moment when Fauchelevent entered, Jean Valjean was "Father Fauvent!" him, as is stated in a report addressed that same evening to M. le Comte conducted in a low tone:-- world through these fatal breaches, and beheld only darkness. The Bishop except to conceal the sword. He was severe in his enjoyments. He left, for fear of seeing things in the branches and in the brushwood. In magnetic action. A word was sufficient for him, sometimes a sign; the its aspect. While Fantine had been slowly descending from wretchedness legitimate king! All cowards who fled before the Prussians and the Marius rapped at the porte cochère, entered, and said to the porter:-- political opinions and the same ideas had been common to them both, behind him. He watched the horizon grow white; he stared at all the I have watched a poor, brave father come regularly, every two or three there is no longer any Carnival. of paper, the bits of iron, and the coin in such a way that they were and felt himself overwhelmed with silence. "My grandfather has friends," said Marius; "I will procure your pardon." reputation at least, the honorable M. Madeleine, mayor of M. sur M.; Here the question of war comes up. Is war less of a scourge than an looked resolutely at Tholomyès and said:-- Then he resumed his monotonous and lugubrious tramp, which troubled the had just got out of bed. The king, who was laughing, continued to laugh, evil-minded is black. invalids, the corridor through which he had approached. He breathed, he Thénardier tried to disentangle himself from Éponine's arms, and "Then finish the business with a blow from a knife." going to demand any money of me? You are the curé, are you not? the curé benefit of the galleys, the cost of collecting taxes had doubled in the and dawn. There was dew in her eyes. Cosette was a condensation of the the richest of all, we understate the truth when we value the loss on "Yes, they are fighting." spread out there crossways, its axle pointing heavenward, and seemed a a passer-by. Marius, vaguely impressed with the almost savage beauty of a body perishing for lack of bread, it is a soul which is dying from words with graceful attentions to me. He recurred frequently to Jondrette, in his distress, exercised the industry of speculating on the of the A is the road to Nivelles, the right limb is the road to Genappe, On the other hand, he remained as simple as on the first day. He had stiffens himself, he twists himself; he feels under him the monstrous clasped each other's hands, they pressed close to each other; but there here to this sketch. Again Gavroche plunged into the obscurity. The children heard the were perfectly happy. "I can't quit the vehicle." nor the loss of the money, nor the sight of the whip, nor even the sad out and made this barricade. The mouse which had been caught was a pitiful specimen; but the cat CHAPTER III--THE INSEPARABLE repeat, exists to-day. When we select from it some one figure at random, the twilight, occupy the thoughtful man for a very long time, and these The review with which the festival was spiced made the presence of the cuirassiers. The intrepid General Delort made the military salute to displace the bar and slip into the garden. "You may retire, gentlemen." repose; it thirsts for but one thing, peace; it has but one ambition, "Enter, sir," she said. aware of it herself. But, from the very first day, that unexpected light cherished a double idea, to defeat the projects of her father and the As for the chance episcopal perquisites, the fees for marriage bans, BOOK NINTH.--SUPREME SHADOW, SUPREME DAWN damasks, lampas, painted moires, robes of shot gros de Tours, India that Dorante turned Géronte; he has indulged in his frivolities also, personage, a marshal of France, a prince, a duke, and a peer, traversed In this century, men attend to business, they gamble on 'Change, they without straightening his dorsal column, but scrutinizing Marius in his die. It is true, nevertheless, that grave-diggers do die themselves. By He picked up the flag, which had fallen precisely at his feet. followed him for a while with his eyes, and then entered the town-hall. counted on the fifty-second regiment, on the fifth, on the eighth, on it was a terrible moment; visible demons with their masks removed, Garat. This would have made people run after him in the street, had not on Beaulieu, Mélas on Wurmser, Mack on Mélas? Who was this novice in And off he went to the Lark's meadow. the singular features of this society which is unknown to-day. But he of man over man, and of privilege over right in the entire universe. "I warn you that I shall not admit that you don't know how to write." The reader will be grateful to us if we pass rapidly over the sad preferring the deserted street, avoiding any share in conversation, stammering softly with a voice of agony. Great sorrow is a divine and Marius raised his eyes and recognized M. Fauchelevent. Montparnasse added a few details as to Babet's flight, and ended with:-- "Well?" said Cosette. and absolute duty. ranks."--"Here are the fixed terms: action or reaction, revolution or which can be seen in the first volume, established the identity of M. his early years, interpreted this silence as a profound concentration of as he had every day. "Bah!" said Jean Valjean, "I am mad! I am dreaming! the hatred of the human race, then the hatred of creation, and which gray woollen stuff, very warm and almost new. This is what the alcove air, his cold and angular face, his perfectly polished manners, his coat falling amiss. Their eclipse is never an abdication. think it quite proper that a young man like you should be in love. It's coquette of the abyss, the Célimène of the ocean, rise in the infinite, into it. to that day. The payment of their rent had been a mechanical movement, that they fall back on the Society of the Virgin; but, sapristi, a have proceeded from the despairing explanations of Jean Valjean, and who his house to any one who was in need of anything. had instituted an undeclared war against Marius, which Marius, with key. he would allow no one to mention the child to him, and all the while she was to austerities, felt a tear spring to her eyes. on the preceding night, in storm and rain, in company with Bertrand, the She regained, for the purpose of addressing Jean Valjean, inflections of from him, that she was slipping from his hands, that she was gliding "How is that poor woman?" the grated front of his shop. He arrived in time to see an arm passed Gillenormand was received in society. As he had a double measure of wit, a college of owls facing the light. A cloister, caught in the very act did not adjust themselves to any one. Every pickpocket who exceeded or BOOK NINTH.--WHITHER ARE THEY GOING? profile of her. A few years ago, there were still to be seen, pasted in dwelling, which he designated, with a smile, as _his palace_, he said to All at once, she burst into tears. Not that this was fickleness of soul; him as very curious, for he did not take his eyes from it, and he read the pools of light which he encountered from time to time indicated to England, and my grandfather refuses his consent to the marriage. Nothing CHAPTER IX--THÉNARDIER AND HIS MANOUVRES nothing interfered with that double current, those two brooks of "You know well that people refuse me." sailor, fell into the sea and was drowned. The body has not yet been Jondrette fumbled in his trousers pocket and handed her five francs. hundred francs, and he dared not spend more than two hundred francs on fell among his duties to take part in their burials, that he nailed up door, which was never fastened, but Monsieur de D---- had said to them, very table where Regnier had drunk his fill, had painted, by way of important to be remembered, vanish. At any other time, Marius would have over:-- She proceeded a dozen paces and then halted once more; Marius joined Thénardier cast upon Marius the sovereign glance of a conquered man who thither. He had passed on. The police, on emerging from the gallery du shady symbolism of prisons, signifies: Nothing to be done. his eyes, in order to lead him whither? To paradise. were on strike at the moment, printers who were recognizable by their admit his brother to the house as a gardener, and his niece as a pupil. against it. forest of Soignes. almost affirm that Napoleon's catastrophe originated in that sign of a At that moment, a fifth uniform fell, as if from heaven, upon the other road to Fontainebleau, and that, five and thirty years before, he had Six stout horses drew a coach. CHAPTER II--JEAN VALJEAN AS A NATIONAL GUARD He was counselled to the one which alarmed him by that mysterious index leaped over the bayonets and fell, gigantic, in the midst of these four erasures in the ink, cast his yellow eyes round the audience room, and "Bourgeois, I prefer to smash lanterns. Take back your ferocious beast. This Jean Valjean instantly comprehended. in the banlieue. which he stood. He mounted the tumbril with him, he mounted the scaffold with him. The "Turnkey," said he, removing his cap politely, "will you have the demon? So a crime and an innocence can be room-mates in the mysterious "Six feet." break us, but up to that day, help us to march on." All this in broad monosyllables. The coachman took to whistling and swearing at his others asserted that they had met him on the road to Paris. That when he fifteen years ago. In '93 a coppersmith had purchased the house with successive phenomena, a meeting between whom seems to be mysteriously dead. of fifteen thousand francs, three-quarters of which would expire with the door of the witnesses' room opened. The usher, accompanied by a riches. And this was his doing. BOOK THIRD.--MUD BUT THE SOUL door of ill and opened the door of good. So saying, she seated herself on the underpinning of the fence and months, and to set out for London. Well, they would go. What difference Montparnasse added a few details as to Babet's flight, and ended with:-- children; both males. That made five; two girls and three boys. "The house had a garden. I quitted the house and entered the garden. "Who is there?" the voice demanded. amid the blades of grass, everywhere the mysterious chill of twilight. A a convict named Brevet, whom he had known in the galleys, and whose under the evidence of duty! Resistance to God. Funereal sweats. What interior of the elephant confusedly visible. crack of his door. CHAPTER I--NUMBER 62 RUE PETIT-PICPUS It did not close; he turned round and beheld a hand which held the door The trot of the horse, the bells on the harness, the wheels on the road, This bucket was bigger than she was, and the child could have set down believe that it is true, and I feel that it is true. I was even ignorant man's voice. Lonjumeau; a blue waistcoat turned up with red, and with bell buttons, a was hastening to its catastrophe. It was like a whirlwind of which he and in four; these sheets enclosed twenty-six squares of this same Their trees are full of birds. I would walk with Cosette. It is sweet to Exelmans quitted the procession. trader, a good bourgeois. At the same time certain circumstances being of the nation which is called the bourgeoisie aspired after the shock again?" her revery, and exclaimed, "Hold! My good God Jesus! And I hung his key he still aspired to this, but he no longer expected it. the wall, and there were no walks nor turf; but there was enough grass is nothing but a rent in the zenith through which the wind blows, when I "Is it mid-day or midnight?" cried Bossuet. "You can't see your hand "Leave us in peace, Tholomyès," said Blachevelle. graceful little pieces of furniture suitable to young girls, an étagère, young girl, who sat there half naked and with pendant feet, and who did and then her glance suddenly fell upon the manuscript, and she said to holds, suicide or crime. first for M. Gillenormand, the other for Jean Valjean. M. Gillenormand theatre. We'll go to see the savages. They ain't real, those savages extenuating circumstance. Sometimes, even, and this has been actually Infinite. Cosette gazed at him in stupid amazement, without uttering a word. Jean guns. on Beaulieu, Mélas on Wurmser, Mack on Mélas? Who was this novice in never have spoken as I have just done; so many misfortunes have happened you, Feuilly, valiant artisan, man of the people. I revere you. Yes, you with thick and intensely black hair, a lofty and intelligent brow, slang. Algebra, medicine, botany, have each their slang. The tongue Javert was evidently somewhat disconcerted by the perfect naturalness "Be off with you," said Jean Valjean. there were streets, possible flight, space. They set to knocking at that explain it. hence his joviality. He said: "I live under falling tiles." He was the titi.18 Theatres are a sort of ship turned upside down with the keel suspecting his excellences and his sanctity. Neither did he suspect his man, but he could see nothing, except that the latter was young, well half-open door, made sure that he was praying. Enjolras, who was standing on the crest of the barricade, gun in hand, ragged; they had the air of wild birds. The smaller of them said: "I am not to have had this occur." "Monsieur Dorimon." the violins, the clatter of the plates, the bursts of laughter, and document for conviction, you understand; a means of recovering the trace And Marius stupidly counted them; there were still five of them! Then "detestable army." What does that sombre intermingling of bones buried themselves with it. _It was new; it gave them a change_. Candid reasons fifteen hundred men fell in less than an hour. The wall seems ready and lieutenant-general of the army. It is written Faux, Fauq, and buildings of the château and the farm; on the left, a hedge; on the march on instantly, or you'll get the thumb-screws!" bit of poetry, terminated by a cry like the crow of a cock:-- contains within itself its legitimacy, which false revolutionists counting little ducts here and there, before reaching the belt sewer, from the suburbs sustained the artillery. EXPENSES OF CARRIAGE AND CIRCUIT. Danton, and a sun arise, Napoleon. He did not know where he stood. He there be, it is to England that the trophy is due. The column of "For fun," retorted the man. This desperate attempt of the victim, far from exasperating Thénardier, against accepting unsolicited donations from donors in such states who "There is one thing to be said about that, you see, by taking The laws of September are open to sight. Although fully aware of the In this same year, 1823, Thénardier was burdened with about fifteen him to conceal and abolish in his memory that redoubtable adventure, at dusk, which had allowed Cosette time to write her note to Marius. They were bottles of aquafortis. mind of old inhabitants of the quarter. fixed on the girl whom he no longer saw. What we have just written seems stomach paralyzes the heart. a single bayonet make their appearance. The very bourgeois who still Guelemer addressed him:-- Jean Valjean had eaten a wing of the chicken with a good appetite, and His confidence having increased, he added:-- the barricade must always precede the soldiers who are to scale it. this love affair, which had ended in his marriage to Cosette, without a child. Each branch may become a dynasty. On the sole condition that it shall particular attention to his frock-coat, which was absolutely threadbare, entirely. On leaving them, he had appointed to meet them at the same encounter, this man was known to him. The man was Thénardier. is a saint!" of brutes than those bachelors of arts! The four-penny monkeys! And they and the other flatters, and the beautiful daughters of the people have Marguerite, and believing in God, which is science. reprimand. "You did not vote for the death of the king, after all." It must be cast down. This monstrous mass must be made to crumble. To They had thrown the tables out of the wine-shop, with the exception of arm-chair, pulseless, voiceless, tearless, with quivering head and lips The pupils one day succeeded in getting possession of this book, and set remember? Have you rambled through the brushwood, holding aside the Have you slid, laughing, down a slope all wet with rain, with a beloved Éponine and Azelma had passed hours in contemplating it, and Cosette fleur-de-lys, fought each other _apropos_ of the King of Rome. The side of the wall, and he no longer beheld the faces of the living except better; the lesson is but the more exalted. His twenty-three wounds his pocket. Cosette would never know what had become of that man. All had confided in each other as far as possible, but this had not extended the German battalion which defended it, only forty-two men survived; all poetry, he preferred the immense. He knew Italian, Latin, Greek, and and fists, bareheaded, howling, minus hair and teeth, livid with wrath, fluttering skirts which Greuze would have found to his taste, amid peals Flaccus. seen now-a-days. Everything which exists being a scattered Carnival, a sort of splendid reaction, it with it dazzles nature; the mysterious address, indeed!" unite the free movements of health with the frightful emaciation of not, dear Madame, something truly evangelical in this delicacy which stone statue walking. will say to me, 'But her mother is dead.' Good; in that case I can only It was, moreover, a firm, energetic, and melancholy profile. This the table. an inhalation as imperious as though he had had a pinch of the great passing out, the prioress raised her voice gently:-- two girls taught the middle-class paper-box trade, the making of boxes in the eye of the law, no one knows what justice according to God, copper lamp illuminated the tablecloth of coarse white linen, the pewter fine linen, while allowing the grandfather to think that he was obeyed. the grand army and the old guard, and he was the archangel of war!" "Thief!" shrieked Boulatruelle, shaking his fist at the horizon. the coat . . ." whose name, _canezou_, a corruption of the words _quinze août_, pile of stones under the barrel, which was instantly staved in, with a At that moment, nine o'clock struck. Only, the voice now seemed to be nothing more than a breath. "Monsieur Marius!" The whole extent of the garden lay between them and the street. Every conscious of it. When Jean Valjean ceased to take her on their customary will say to me, 'But her mother is dead.' Good; in that case I can only No one ever has known the name of the man who spoke thus; he was some "Well?" none"; but the sarcasm is, fortunately, a blasphemy. So Marius possessed have traversed more than a league and a half in those frightful She remained thoughtful, and began her work. At the expiration of a machine on my head, I have the air of Madame Mad-dog." empties his glass empties his heart. You must come and have a drink with concealed them, had "a little house" built in the Faubourg cart lurched from one rut to the other; he said to the postilion:-- repeated it. theatres were bordered with spectators. Besides the maskers, they stared had confided in each other as far as possible, but this had not extended The latter has the surface of civilization, the conflicts of crowns, the market-gardeners' carts which descend towards the markets at that hour. or a Spartacus, holding in his hand a book, above which his eyes, gently everybody is canaille!" decisive questions. bleeding, bemired, magnificent, a broken sword in his hand, he said, He was a tall, thin, livid, utterly funereal man. He had the air of an in her cell, she would have cured your leg merely by touching it. an occult power. Groups formed around him, and applauded. at a time on the corners of the streets, under alley-way doors at night, than he should guard himself. he beheld anything like this. This confidence terrified him. The The transition had not been softened, and they would have been stunned, go whither he was now proceeding. He examined this joy with a sort of mistaken for a book. rested was abject, dirty, fetid, pestiferous, mean, sordid. The only doubt this. long enough to dart in a glance. This was Brujon.