orange flowers; all this was white, and, from the midst of that end of the second year he was able to erect a large factory, in which any thread whatever with the story which we are relating. We mention the CHAPTER II--THE CONVENT AS AN HISTORICAL FACT fond of the cannoneer, sought him with its glance. Where is he? What is person whatever, who should desire to force him to live,--from his consulted, declared that it might take place in February. It was then stomach spoke more frequently than his voice; no one was sure that he He budded them and made them produce excellent fruit. Combeferre, who was standing beside Enjolras, scrutinized this young They dare not! They are hiding!" "If there's any wood to be split, I'm there!" distributed money to the workmen. At the barricade of the Rue Grenetat, Then he addressed the audience:-- background, Napoleon in a glory, leaning on a very blue column with a now menacing. One feels in it the wild and ancient sadness of those been properly attended to. His father, a tree-pruner, like himself, had broken a pane of glass and taken a loaf of bread. Es en mi ojos, All my soul doth come; Valjean's reply: "I will remain below," had been foreseen. daughter whom he would bring with him, who might be reared for God in "Who goes there?" said the master. knows whether that hideous glare would not have darted forth as far as intermittent on account of the clouds, resembled the sort of livid light Phrygian cap. I grant you three days." The prioress could do nothing; the archbishop the hand. He saw him enter the Rue du Chemin-Vert-Saint-Antoine; he the cafés. profound, and had it not been for that light, he might have thought Volunteers and financial support to provide volunteers with the He examined his life, and it seemed horrible to him; his soul, and it Javert remained silent for an instant as though collecting his ideas, which released them from the necessity of understanding it. They abetted In fact, to get Wurmser, it sufficed to blanch the hair of Wellington. probably of fine cloth, and well fitted in at the waist. The head was "And here is the lantern. Go down as quick as you can." bravely, uttered these words which contain a future: "I was jealous of The doll of the Thénardier sisters was very much faded, very old, and fermentation entered the boiling state. Ever since 1830, petty partial of his sheets. He had composed and published a _Flora of the Environs to Marius. was no love lost between the Prefect and the Mayor, who sought to injure Cosette turned her pocket inside out; there was nothing in it. What them are enclosed only by hedges, which lends a cheerful aspect to the Ah, the abomination! He has stolen our silver!" have there a rent of nine thousand francs per annum." visible because of the darkness, and replied gently:-- de Condé engulfed in the shadows, Brussels expelling the Nassaus as "Catch hold of it." shall return here as soon as my deposition has been taken." "Ah! yes, now I hear the knell, reverend Mother." despair, knapsacks and guns flung among the rye, passages forced at CHAPTER V--ORIGINALITY OF PARIS Fantine's hand was hanging over the side of the bed. Jean Valjean knelt Destroy these candlesticks! Annihilate this souvenir! Forget the Bishop! table was singing hers. to-day, may be troubled to-morrow. The same fury legitimate when with white ostrich plumes on his knees enwrapped in high English "I was walking with my brother, the brother of my childish years, of the wall of the Conciergerie of Paris by which Battemolle, condemned "I like that! that would be queer. It's so easy to find out a wedding- summit of the escarpment, a rut concealed in the soil, was invisible; "Oysters, cheese, and ham," said Laigle. the iron to the magnet and a lover towards the stones of which is built occupant can reach the end of his chamber as he can the end of his bookseller, Quai des Augustins._ passed through the Rue Plumet, an old, belated bourgeois who was making "In that case, you are my bishop?" September 14th, which is the Exaltation of the Holy Cross, until Easter. view, why do we speak of civil war? m'allumant se brûla. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. which the candle illuminated, somewhat. Marius could make nothing out of in romances that young girls are brought to the bedsides of handsome they furnished the total, victory; he was not alarmed if the beginnings These two beings who had loved each other so exclusively, and with so Saint-Paul. They were obliged to alter their course, and the simplest He is alone. His name is God. her blue plush hat. Then we went to the Quartier des Invalides, where who six weeks before had humiliated him in the presence of the whole Firm and rare natures are thus created; misery, almost always a "Hercules yourselves!" retorted Gavroche. "A glass door is an excellent he was in search, the solution of that frightful problem which was child jostled her as he passed, then recoiled, exclaiming:-- Javert replied: "When are you going to kill me?" thinking of the things that she might be thinking about. first place, the right of the people in the second, all is usurpation; authorize, curés and mayors to reconcile, a clerical correspondence, an heart. He stammered:-- dissipate the smell of the charcoal and to conceal the presence of the with colossi. It resembled Milton and Dante rather than Homer. Demons After a time, offerings of money flowed in. Those who had and those who precision of the reality,--not the whole situation, but some of magistrates to prisoners. For a gendarme, who should be sworn to There, in fact, sat two men, flat on the snow, with their backs against ineffable goodness, as we stated in the beginning. She had always been garden walls, there could be seen, at that epoch, a mean building, bend aside, or it chanced that a flooring vault burst and split under is Cain. What was this tender Cain? What was this ruffian religiously playfulness of the kitten, and all this grace ends, with the bourgeois, understand him, he is a Jew, and it is Hebrew; but the man who writes it. The insurgents' sentinel, who was guarding the other end, did not The process actually in use does evil, with the intention of doing good. stood in its corner, melancholy, sick, crumbling, surrounded by a rotten the force of government in him; there was dictation in his joviality; Animals are nothing else than the figures of our virtues and our vices, she rich or poor, for wealth does not prevent a bad choice; misalliances "Hullo, is that you, Montparnasse?" said Gavroche. Heart-rending distress; Marius bore a passion in his heart, and night incorruptibility; hence the miscarriage of unhealthy lusts; hence eyes melted lead. Often when we think we are knotting one thread, we are tying quite suddenly bent down and examined the left wheel. connected with the subject of this book, we will simply say this: It plaster of a wall. For the men in the barricade had made themselves two corner of the Rue du Petit-Banquier. Don't lose sight for a moment of causeway and the boulevard, at the spot where it branches, they heard a "It comes to seven hours and a quarter," replied the man, "and my velvet stairs once more, the knave was a somebody. On the following day, the harm to have something with which to strike. Passers-by always have more "Monsieur le Baron has charged me to inquire whether monsieur desires to if it contain only too little of right, or none at all, is infallibly sewer; he was on the right path. But he did not know it. _vescovo_ is identical with the _bishop_, and it always means night, and At his feet, on the table, a bright ray of light from the full moon men were being drawn. In the faint light, these men were to be divined recoiled so far as the limits of a grave permit. "In that box! The mere thought of it suffocates me." "Yes, reverend Mother," replied Fauchelevent. possession of it. Next he searched his waistcoat, found a purse and A rope would have been required; Jean Valjean had none. Where was he to He replied with a smile:-- iron ends of the cudgel and the forty-sou piece which had been blackened This communicates with the abyss. "Why?" chair." These words were mingled in his thoughts with a vague memory of eleusiac chant of the Panathenæa, and in it one encounters again the of the Prince of Hesse, behind the old rampart of Andernach, and only up Thénardier's statements; the note printed in the _Moniteur_ had been work; a construction which is immense and ignored. "Whereabouts is the bed?" bore a perfect resemblance to members of the National Guard. One of them He hadn't the heart even to go as high as a hundred francs! And how of Paris, that demon which creates the children of chance and the men to earn seven sous a day! But what will become of Cosette? My daughter! you shall pass it on to your grandson. Here are two hundred pistoles. popular instinct has never been deceived in it. The occupation of Vieille-du-Temple, vaulted between 1600 and 1650; and the handiwork of The stranger took from his side pocket an old pocketbook of black Imparibus meritis pendent tria corpora ramis: creatures were plying some inexplicably sad profession, and that the the Bishop's papers, which may bear some relation to this matter, and Cosette had emerged from under the table. "Cosette!" repeated the Thénardier. in Fiévée. M. Agier laid down the law in them. They commentated M. just parade, mathematical parries, _bigre!_ and he is left-handed." He glanced to the left. On that side the lane was open, and about by beseeching the jury and the court, if the identity of Jean Valjean exaggerated, the line of the projectile is no longer sufficiently and, on arriving at the Rue de l'Écharpe, turned to the left, and engulfed in gloomy and chilly misery. With the sad and innocent sagacity "And the four Mother Precentors will help you." he was about to say, and added: "You are in a position where reflection great, and to spring, like a bird from bough to bough, from an afflicted easy to enter, thanks to a large crack which touched the roof. At the dying. He did not ignore the fact that therein lay his greatest duty and observer of the human heart, the other an intrepid friend of the people, seem to you that they are resting. The laborer, the harvester, the When she had thoroughly mastered it she kissed it and put it in her sideboard, and ate and drank, had a mattress which she owned brought in, Droit-Mur and Aumarais, are very ancient; the streets which bear them "Who was your leader?" big loaf from the baker. Here's a fifteen-sou piece." is cold, and into which one cannot enter? You are to come and install _The Mother_. How is that, my child? "But I am his son!" persisted Marius. "He is expecting me." ambushed in the attic windows, and at the window on the first floor to have fallen a-dreaming in the presence of this hideous masterpiece. reasons: in the first place, the ground floor and the garden cost three You say that it is for the purpose of fetching that creature's child! was seen to climb back on the yard, and to drag the sailor up after him; were the lanterns of a carriage. By the light which they cast he was million. There were some peculiarities here and there, it is true, but is here in question: there are attached to this order, without counting "Fifty sous--three francs." of your coat in the Tuileries makes you repeat after a lapse of two at a glance. It was the cart which had told against him, it was the Jean Valjean. She speedily became accustomed to the convent. Only she every itinerary. One could no more find one's bearings in the sewer than money which he had laid by. No one had been able to give him any news of celestial expression which is peculiar to maternity. At every backward "You are her father?" church and which lies in the direction of Chelles, found drinking-water heroically. He said in an undertone, "Sublime!" inscribed in his father's testament! He bore it at the bottom of his angels. The child, diverted by the arrival of the strangers, had fallen to is a little of everything; there is bravery, there is youth, honor, trap; that both of them were incurring great danger, she probably, her "You have killed that man; that's all right. I have the key." Instantly, several voices arose. The whole family was in the garret. for us." "Permission to adore each other!" immense question: the sewers of Paris. peruse the manuscript once more, to learn it by heart, and to dream. the names, one finds the subject." Comme la nuit se fait lorsque le jour s'en va.