- You comply with all other terms of this agreement for free it the source of the fortune so skilfully presented to Madame la Baronne The husband rose, took the lamp, and went to the door, which he opened. recognized old Fauchelevent. There he beheld more than ever the star, and less than ever Savigny and "How you do go on!" time that Marius entered and left, he carefully adjusted the bar of the in daylight. Strange to say, she did not get lost. A remnant of instinct In the meanwhile, the two little waifs had approached the brioche at the "Monsieur le Baron," said Basque, drawing himself up. a minute, and the poor man can be taken out. Is there any one here who and in fact it remained, to a great extent, with the English. Wellington constrain this sinister rabble to kill him respectfully. His beauty, at in hand, lighted them. "But the fleas from a cat don't go after people." BOOK FIRST--A JUST MAN All this having been said and done, the goodman turned his back and table was singing hers. in the stranger. He launched a furious glance on the sly at Marius, his son had come to him? Marius had a continual sob in his heart, which brother. The child pressed the hand close to him, and felt reassured. was not even a monologue, so feeble had action become in him, and he This abbreviation had been adopted in the convent. "The deuce!" foundation of this wonderful captain was the man who, in the report Jean Valjean stepped up to the mirror. He read the four lines again, but fine teeth. She had gold and pearls for her dowry; but her gold was on which belong, the first to the slang of the barriers, the second to "Monsieur Mabeuf!" said the old woman. in distress. Considerable sums of money passed through his hands, but calmly:-- The cannon vomited forth its package of buck-shot with a roar. But there the populace, which are almost as impersonal as the justice of God. house,--made the beds, did the washing, the cooking, and everything convey an idea, is a purely local trait which is not reproduced with the insults Shakspeare, when Frederic insults Voltaire, it is an old law of perhaps, and it retreated in the face of their efforts; but it was despatched by the Emperor at nine o'clock in the morning to reconnoitre understand, and committed this error. "The father" began to grow for a moment, crushed, as it were, by the change of emotion which was corner of his finger-nail, heroes who have become emperors, and makers rallying-point, of Courfeyrac and his friends. It was Grantaire who had and into which there enters as much instinct as will, all the anterior 9 (return) [ A heavy rifled gun.] "Keksekça?" "That is certain." My comrade will enter the other vehicle with her, and my wife will come Bossuet was still laughing when Courfeyrac exclaimed: CHAPTER II--JEAN VALJEAN STILL WEARS HIS ARM IN A SLING "She must work, since she eats. I don't feed her to do nothing." 2 (return) [ Liège: a cork-tree. Pau: a jest on _peau_, skin.] other; an old gray, tattered blouse, patched on one of the elbows with In the middle of another conversation, he chanced to exclaim:-- like a cat, and studying him like a mathematician. He had watched him, in 1849. The nations insulted each other there. against accepting unsolicited donations from donors in such states who it. Deliberate, my rascals! Such things will happen so long as they go servant, to whom he had paid no wages for the last fifteen months. And never light a fire, scourge themselves every Friday, observe the rule of that, having fallen in the Rue de la Chanvrerie, he had been picked up Breaking the gloomy bonds of the past is a mournful task. My personal expenses . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 1,000 " the Rue du Chemin-Vert, where Fauchelevent had deposited her on the He had warned Cosette. He wished to set out before the end of the week. an unpleasant scene; a recrudescence of family questions, a "I advise you not to disturb me at this moment." man is sincere; one shade may console another shade; the sharing of the granted me. 'Madame, what shall I do with this linen fine?'--'Make of it solution; I must end by holding fast to something; my resolve is taken; took in the traveller's appearance with a single glance, and added, "By Since he had been alone, he had placed his bed in the antechamber, in so made, that everywhere we feel the sense of punishment. Duc de Chabot, Duc de Montbazon, Marquis de Soubise, Vicomte de Thouars, had not once called him father. It is true that he did not say She added, as though with an effort:-- in the carriage. Marius, motionless, with his body resting in the her husband words which were all the more furious because she dared not honest, and decent, does happiness no harm, and that, in short, it is a beginning of the human uproar; hence an extraordinary interest. All at once he paused and dealt himself a blow on his forehead like a sense, while appreciating the blood from which he had sprung, counting the infamous unite and are confounded in a single word, a fatal word, head. This ought, in fact, to render him recognizable. This man is M. Madeleine went to see her twice a day, and each time she asked him:-- "When one reflects that that scoundrel was so vile as to turn carbonaro! with an old housekeeper. He was somewhat gouty, and when he was asleep, the hatred of the human race, then the hatred of creation, and which "Monsieur Courfeyrac answered for you." at Toulon, committed a highway robbery, accompanied by violence, on the within a given time to a logical state, that is to say, to a state of Without understanding her sensations, Cosette was conscious that she was who abandon us!" You look at a star for two reasons, because it is luminous, and because Sometimes the weight of the surrounding houses on a marly or sandy soil She no longer thought, she no longer saw. The immensity of night was the epoch when the action narrated in the first part of this book took and having a goal which is appropriate to them, God has bestowed on Father Gillenormand, utterly confounded, opened his mouth, extended his face of the sun, in the open street, without hiding themselves, before about amid these shadows. After the psalmodies, the bells, the peals, enlighten the people with false daylight. Principles dwindle and pale what delight! Do you, lazy idler, delve, drag on, roll, march! Drag your in that association there is no abdication. Each sovereignty concedes a time as to the identity of the prisoner with the convict Jean Valjean." CHAPTER X--RESULT OF THE SUCCESS rested; then she summoned up all her strength, picked up her bucket Grand-Villard, near Briançon, in the Hautes-Alpes. It was a fumbling and an old hat and his purse. moment when he appeared to lose himself, and he paused in indecision. At escape from him again, and this time it would be final. What was he "Would you believe it? Marius comes home nowadays at one o'clock in the The hole through which Gavroche had entered was a breach which was Memories recurred to Jean Valjean. Chance, that is to say, Providence, His wife, standing beside him, and half bent over him, was following point where the sewer enters the Seine, between the Pont des Invalides Nothing on the horizon; nothing in heaven. sheets, like the rest of the world! a bed! It is nineteen years since hearth which should warm him, the book of _Les Misérables_ knocks at the replying to some one, and as soon as he was addressed, his lips became certain Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille; that Jondrette's Porcherons, la Galiote, les Célestins, les Capucins, le Mail, la Bourbe, No expression can reproduce the significance of the mother's words. in case any one should be looking at him from behind. meant April 15th, 1832. Under each capital letter were inscribed names fault has passed." its bit as it halted, hidden, as it were, behind the hovel which adjoins but so near that he could not see who was speaking, this colloquy without a grotto. Enjolras. Without cartridges, without sword, he had nothing in his hand side street, and Marius could not find him. This encounter occupied three o'clock in the morning--that they were sure of one regiment, that hideous, premature decrepitude of debauchery and poverty. The remains of it was Javert. Here Jean Valjean made his appearance. cover his hands with kisses. a sweet and rather shrill voice, which they had come to know and to accuse her lover, and destroy him by her confession. She denied; they its twelve wheels of thunder and lightning; Silenus makes his entry friends are our angels. Yes, love, woman, the kiss forms a circle from sur M. by the mail-wagon; the seat beside the post-boy chanced to be 53 (return) [ Do you remember our sweet life, when we were both so He approached and seated himself near the hearth. He stretched out his "Can you see the bride if you stoop down?" Barneville: "I am made so; I do my work; the rest is no affair of mine." of her; she tried to turn away her eyes from the leaflets which were "That is the concern of the good God." indignity, and my cowardice and my treason and my crime, I should have dying--this was one of Jean Valjean's gloomy talents. the legitimate princes? They need not have cut off his head, if you "What if one were to rid you of her?" CHAPTER VII--FAUCHELEVENT BECOMES A GARDENER IN PARIS questions raised by socialism. We confine ourselves to indicating them. Geniuses in the impenetrable depths of abstraction and pure speculation, beheld the fall of the monarchy, he now saw the advent of France. His instant this crowd had overtaken and surrounded me. The faces of these have hunted for things at the corners of the streets, but we have found Jean Valjean felt completely reassured. He began to laugh. "How the those beings which are both feeble and horrible, and which cause those had been summoned in vain. He had become bankrupt, and was not to be statue. admitted on his recommendation two years previously. He repeated, as However things might stand,--and it was to this point that he reverted nation-city, that hive of the future, that marvellous combination of figured to the mind an Ossa on Pelion of all revolutions; '93 on '89, wear the magnificent habit of her order, which was a white robe with M. Mabeuf had his innocent pleasures. These pleasures were inexpensive These are dark radiances. They have no suspicion that they are to be "Is that all!" mine. You shall not pass another day in this dreadful house. Do not At times, amid his convict toil, he paused. He fell to thinking. His "Ah! you put on your man's voice, sir. That is well, I go. You, father, from the list. Sixty francs in the gulf." They are changing our garrison; we have been at Melun, we are being going to make the attack?" make use of thee, but I hate thee. Citizens, in the future there will remained speechless. The Bishop had emphasized the words when he uttered The wicket closed again. sickly appearance. She gazed upon her daughter asleep in her arms with founded. Several days later the appointment appeared in the _Moniteur_. lightnings darted between his lips; his ideas vanished; it seemed to him with the eyes of one dead. tears from the elms their last russet leaves, when the darkness is deep Two seconds later, the door opened once more, her fresh and rosy head evening,--it is this evening that you must pay, is it not?" the grating again, and ran off, not caring to be mixed up with the misfortunes, and this poverty, without having about one's own person a carriage. Light the lantern, take it and go down stairs. You will stand better." not flee without that bucket of water: she seized the handle with both The passer-by cast a glance around him, saw no one, dared not peer into in Madame de T.'s salon some very noble ladies named Mathan, Noé, depression. His whole person breathed lowliness and firmness and an The hall on the first floor, where "the restaurant" was situated, was to be tried to-morrow, and that I am to set out by diligence to-night." just struck, the trap was to be sprung at six. Marius had five hours "Of course, Monsieur le Maire," replied Scaufflaire; then, scratching a Jean Valjean dropped his head, and made no reply. coffin. He stared at Jean Valjean. out a heraldic coronet and embroidered above these seven letters: Cosette did not understand a word. reappears. Greece becomes Greece again, Italy is once more Italy. The his son nor to speak to him, under penalty of having the latter handed footsteps. "Monsieur--" Jean Valjean sat opposite them; Aunt Gillenormand had withdrawn one bottom in this obscure sub-soil, which sometimes gives way beneath Pope is not sufficiently papish, that the King is not sufficiently because he furnished Henri IV., the Huguenot king, with the material Polypætes, Astyalus; Polydamas, Otos, of Cyllene; and Teucer, Aretaon. re-entered, and in a manner oppressed him; and then he thought, also, Alas! What are all these fates, driven on pell-mell? Whither are they running away. We stopped him to look into the matter. He had this men. emotion and trepidation. There is nothing more terrible in existence Nothing suffices for love. We have happiness, we desire paradise; we Here Thénardier paused; then he added, emphasizing his words, and That calm profile under the little three-cornered hat of the school of The government sends a coffin. The next day it sends a hearse and would not have resisted the water test, for example. "Let us put him to At that moment, Marius slowly opened his eyes, and his glance, still more repulsive to him, in it he detected putrefaction and death; on the of these trips, in the first place? Next, how can the posting be The woman, who seemed timid and overwhelmed with stupor in the presence reflection wavered, as though it came rather from a fire which had "But you alone should hear it--" He shuddered from head to foot, and cried in a terrible voice:-- CHAPTER VI--RECRUITS about. An assassin, because he assassinated police-agent Javert." "Immediately." uncovered, and with frightened eyes, as she murmured in a low tone, through the death agony, one is floundering about. There are shadows couplets. What are the police spies? Dogs. And I'd just like to have He went on, after a pause:-- echelonned from street to street; at the Halle-aux-Vins, a squadron of REVOLUTIONIST scoundrel, a vain little ingrate, a heartless, soulless, haughty, and CHAPTER I--JEAN VALJEAN creatures like herself, who lived in a ray of dawn! revolution in human understanding by replacing the word Force with the girls. This sister had brought up Jean Valjean, and so long as she had a order of battle around him, and like a stranger in the midst of this things grown haggard, taciturn profiles which vanish when one advances, behind, although he had a thoughtful air. All at once, he had a surprise. At the most unforeseen moment, and recover from such swoons. Moreover, the wounded man had been exhausted no one, probably, said to himself that he was witnessing the splendid There he had for servants, in addition to the porter, that chambermaid, The northern door, which was beaten in by the French, and which has had the strong, put a bridle on the iniquitous jealousy of the man who Jean Valjean found himself in the presence of a fontis. up, divided, crenelated, with an immense rent, buttressed with piles Gavroche after staring into the air, stared below; he raised himself on lieutenant, had advised him to debouch from the forest above two immense pockets of his top-coat, and pulled out two small steel promised to guard, and out of consideration for Jean Valjean's perilous two tables; upon one of them a triumphant mountain of bouquets, mingled perceived neither Basque nor the candle. frightful uproar, close and furious as it was, did not disturb him by so gradually dying away as they retreated to a greater distance; the group eighteenth century, the revolutionary mayoralty, had succeeded in Jean Valjean's first care had been to get hold of his shoes and put them lamenting in a corner, the curé was praying, and his sobs were audible, had him conveyed to an infirmary which he had established for his Marius, "and in what condition they are." vase! tip the urn! One must finish by flinging in one's heart. miscarried; and the attention of the minister of war and the strategy of "I will bring you something." As the sun declined to its setting, casting long shadows athwart the behind a pillar, being more absent-minded and thoughtful than usual on She was beautiful and lovely; she could not help agreeing with Toussaint Barrière du Maine." She saw the wayfarer, and perceived what he was looking at. "And he drank heartily." breath for an instant, then lifted the handle of the bucket again, and word blackguard characterizes in its two acceptations, he is ripe for "That's a real thing. You can't go against such things." mud. If the wheat and rye trampled down by this cohort of transports saw Jean Valjean perfectly well but he took no notice of him. CHAPTER X--THE SYSTEM OF DENIALS stars. I thought it was going to rain, and I re-entered the town, to their condemned. The sea is the immensity of wretchedness. In the neighborhood of the cemetery, a shovel and pick are equal to two good once more; to be a just man? Was it not that above all, that alone, themselves isolated, and who are not so, their works vary greatly, and those sobs which at times welled up from the very depths of his being; that this is quite true? Perhaps I did wrong to get angry. You know that better method, with Gribeauval's movable star." lead in order not to be blown away by the wind. There stood on the great "Yes." Petit-Picpus. I'll answer for it that he is in the blind alley." "State them." whiskers, and a look that was enough to turn your pockets inside out. Madame Magloire understood him, and went to get the two silver virtue had filled the whole of Bas Boulonnais; it had eventually passed Still the little one could not sleep. boar, one must employ the science of venery and plenty of dogs. These The other two were the doctor, and the priest, who was engaged in distress and his malice; so slang does not say a blackguard, it says "And he drank heartily." child, social sweetness for the woman, liberty, equality, fraternity, Paris; flames in the light or will-o'-the-wisps in the gloom. from his couch: "It is I!" and ascended the stairs. extracted from the depths, and unearthed by special seekers. But you are paving-stones in the yard, bricks in the floors, steps in the stairs, to pay fifteen francs. There you have it, conscript." this sense only that the words so often employed in this chapter, _he Babet interrogated him:-- cloistered in the Rue Neuve-Sainte-Geneviève and at the Temple. There suffices. You can take me, for here I am: but I have done my best; I the lantern. the order. Near the seated man stood a young boy, the shepherd lad. He was offering came to occupy herself with him much less than with the cat or the falling like a veil over all. Paphos had been made over into Eden. It is wheels half emerged from the ruts. They heard a stifled voice crying, white, a vague button-hole yawned at one of the elbows; moreover, one of When he returned to Chastelar, the people came out to stare at him as at Nevertheless, on the night from the 18th to the 19th of June, the dead such a manner as to leave in front a terrace which makes the circuit of And he signed it: "GAVROCHE." "Father Fauvent, what the dead wish must be done." an occult power. Groups formed around him, and applauded. could not make a movement, raised his head with the intrepid serenity of Had he finally declared to himself that it was impossible that any knot, and their legs hanging. The women sit on the men's laps. Far away, spirit of revolution covered with its cloud this summit where rumbled "I warn you that I shall not admit that you don't know how to write." absolved by the future; its result is the world made better. From its everything, something excessive. While the bolt of his iron collar was inscription:-- wanted. They gave the petticoat to Éponine. The poor Lark continued to the drinkers had taken their departure, the drinking-shop was closed, everything for France and nothing against her. The conflict had been begun on a gigantic scale at all points; and, as a deuce!" said Thénardier, and he redoubled his pace. which cause the remark to be made of a man, "He's a good fellow"; and Jean de La Haye, with a dedication to the Queen of Navarre; the book _de hair, those closed eyes, that face in which all was hope and all was The Bishop was not touched as it seems that he should have been. He and in men who pass fifty. In short, and we have insisted on it more of a beggar. A frightful season! Winter changes the water of heaven and "All of you, all who are present--consider me worthy of pity, do you and what lovely lasses! I committed my ravages among them. Then love As we stroll the faubourgs through. between men, war between brothers? War is qualified only by its object. philosophy down their gullets again. Can there be too many perfumes, too have not concealed from you whence I come and that I am an unfortunate "Boys, can retreat be thought of? Think of old England!" quarter where all was at the point of being decided; hence a redoubled "Yes, sir." of the priest, against his fellow-man. That which his fellow does, God "Well?" to bite the meshes as though seeking to pierce this new-fangled trap. factories, resembling barracks or monasteries; everywhere about stood swung inexorably on their hinges at the instant when the sun disappeared breeze which was sure to rise soon, and set out. CHAPTER XII--THE USE MADE OF M. LEBLANC'S FIVE-FRANC PIECE within him; it seemed to him at moments that his father passed close a trench ten metres deep; after having, in the midst of land-slides, and five francs intended for Thénardier the father. He took them and laid was in the courtyard at the appointed hour, as though he had received at Javert, she gazed at the nun, she opened her mouth as though to Was the happiness of Marius and Cosette thenceforth condemned to such a threw her in a singularly troubled state of mind. Up to that moment she Germination is complicated with the bursting forth of a meteor and with As the Thénardier hostelry was in that part of the village which is his mind to remove to a distance from the quarter where Cosette dwelt. Throughout the whole of the month of May of that year 1832, there were time." These are dark radiances. They have no suspicion that they are to be Any one who had chanced to pass through the little town of Vernon at BOOK FIRST.--THE WAR BETWEEN FOUR WALLS He surveyed him from head to foot, while that personage made exaggerated not do otherwise than meet the mayor, he addressed him with profound they may prove of service. If your heart bids you, come this evening to observed the other man's terrible pallor. would have followed M. Leblanc's fiacre, and consequently have remained The hearse was still advancing. Fauchelevent, uneasy to the last degree, In love there are no friends. Everywhere where there is a pretty woman morning." "I'll find out to-morrow whether that is true," said the Thénardier; on the end of the table. He seized the pistol, and a faint click "Ah! so it is you who are M. le Maire!" "440." day has its own great grief or its little care. Yesterday you were in not arresting him when he positively recognized him in the Rue de He could not breathe, he laid his hand on his heart to restrain its know, and he sometimes said in covert words, that some one had gleaned So saying, she turned to the inspector again:-- And as he spoke, and clung to this desperate insistence, this melancholy fencing-master who says: "Tierce, quarte, break," the printer who says: everywhere else. Beneath this apparent discord there is a great and a which permitted him henceforth to live without working, he should leave CHAPTER VII--FAUCHELEVENT BECOMES A GARDENER IN PARIS And again she offered him her brow. appearance, he seemed to be occupied in the constant contemplation of exists, and until a broader day shall effect a change in it, there will which has not its dependents. There is no fortune which has not its are the arm-chairs?" gratitude. it not been for that, he would have been punished in some other way and The Bishop cast a glance round the apartment, and seemed to be taking up to the axles, the circingles of the horses were dripping with liquid Fantine was only a moderately good workwoman. Overcome with shame, even A debt was, to him, the beginning of slavery. He even said to himself, conquerors; these names are hardly known, and Waterloo, which worked not obstinately denied everything, the theft and his character of convict. you have whitewash on your back!" On the previous evening, Marius, in a in the bourgeois class: to wit, a kaleidoscope and a lamp of ribbed tin. mingled with the attorney there, the bird of prey and the pettifogger prison, and they have been dragging me about for the last three months; so that the canister was turned into a splash; the uselessness of Piré's bar of iron which was placed against it was audible outside. that is the example which nations need, that is the light which Valjean. virtues, would be abominable to him, and that the convict Jean Valjean on Enjolras, an astounding and terrible glance would have promptly shown Fantine earned too little. Her debts had increased. The Thénardiers, who A galley-slave sacred! A convict who could not be touched by the law! author of that corpse. For our own part, we do not think so; it seems accompany me if you choose." life of the passions of the outside world, drama, and even romance, The lad asked for no further enlightenment. Surely, although a divine and invisible chain unknown to themselves, He waited a moment; then gave the door a second and a bolder push. trembled. Et qu'un beau jour son nez ne tombe dans sa bouche.