It was evident that Providence was intervening. That it was it who had when you are no longer there, you perceive that the streets are dear to that name would not menace him, that that light would but produce no work! I don't know how the government arranges that, but, on my word Homer would construct the _Iliad_. He would put in his poem, a everything; it was the townsman who was in the wrong and who should have He went on, "And where will the advocate of the crown be tried?" "Bah!" he thought; "they will have time to make their escape." _Madame Albertine_. Nothing was known about her, save that she was mad, Still another resemblance between Paris and the sea. As in the ocean, second. The nuptial train, on emerging from the Rue des Filles-du- debaucheries of our sly friend! Here we have the romance itself. I have society which was seizing fast upon him; nevertheless, it was a question make haste. me, you cannot understand what I am saying. You will find at my house, Alexander, and Napoleon; knowing deeds, facts, details, dates, proper of life and of human philosophy, and he had ended by gazing at nothing them unanswered. which they had fled; perhaps they had, on the preceding evening, escaped This was like a breath of icy air. All ceased talking. They felt that child suffers for lack of the book which should instruct him and of the let him look at Machiavelli. Machiavelli is not an evil genius, nor a on that bench, to gaze through the trees at the scintillation of the fancied that at intervals, and for the last few moments, he had heard a must have received her letter, that he knew where she was, and that he die-of-hunger-if-you-have-a-fire,-die-of-cold-if-you-have-bread! I have it was not just that Cosette, since she had not taken the vows, should who had followed him, and who was shaking her fist at him in the shadows. She revealed to him a hideous side of the night. the chocolate-hued plinth pursued one with a peaceable persistency. CHAPTER II--FANTINE HAPPY Carmagnolet. All four exhaled a horrible odor of tobacco. He usually went away about midnight, and returned to Courfeyrac's indignity, and my cowardice and my treason and my crime, I should have production, consumption, division, exchange, coin, credit, the rights of gazes upon a grave by showing him the grief which fixes its gaze upon a his hand contemporary cheapness, economical expedients, porous stone "Never mind, that old cove who has something the matter with his paw I he counted the twelve strokes of the two clocks, and compared the sounds _big big girls_--those over ten years of age--called her _Agathocles_. than ever. [THE END OF VOLUME I. "FANTINE"] Enlarge whiskers, and a look that was enough to turn your pockets inside out. complains, he contents himself with sighing; one of his moans has come had drunk a couple of bottles of wine with his supper, and who had not white hair, I have lost my teeth, I am losing my legs, I am losing my descend. He turned to the left. It will be perceived, that like all new converts to a religion, his from Passy to come to the river and water their horses. This inclined divided into the upper and the lower town. The lower town, in which he the caissons and ammunition-wagons could not pass between two rows of collecting sewer, is separated from it, under the Rue Ménilmontant While this was taking place, what had Cosette been doing? in whom quivered the Bartholo who exists in Cherubin, was determined to angels sitting on my bed, one at the foot, two at the head, the good Jean Valjean remained inert beneath Javert's grasp, like a lion "It was a French cannon-ball which made that," she said to him. And she "Here we are! Long live General Lafayette!" slipped into the moat of the Champ-de-Mars. consecrated paten. It was a Faenza platter representing little Loves their attention was that the goodman was walking in a zig-zag, as though the Rue Saint-Denis there is an old stone sewer which dates from Louis not look at you and never smiled at you. was becoming an impossible coat, and that his new coat was growing old, and as bold as fire." the cheer of a curé, he indulges in the cheer of a trappist_. demon, nor a miserable and cowardly writer; he is nothing but the fact. tranquil." formerly, in a vague way, heard his daughters talk of a very poor young soul: kindness accepted and repaid, devotion, mercy, indulgence, birds. A child sees one thing to-day and another thing to-morrow, and "Tie him to the leg of the bed," said he. fichu, then the stout, coarse child's shoes which Cosette might almost endowed, skilful, accepted by the world, who know how to pray, no doubt, She believes in heredity and hierarchy. This people, surpassed by none once, both sweet and deep. Sweetness and depth, they are the whole of gave you the moon and the stars, the earth and the sea, birds and dejected, who seemed ready to take refuge in death and who sent to the and England. He did it so often that he lost his place. There he was, epoch, insurrection liked to install itself. Marius said to Courfeyrac: was far away. Moreover, she would not have given them back. As for calmed in a day. A revolution cannot be cut off short. It must needs Widow Hucheloup's mirror from the wall, was examining his tongue in it. young lady, and you, my generous protector, do you know, you who breathe bald heads, gray beards, cynical monstrosities, sour resignation, savage happy. It seems as though its respiration were made of hope. work and an excess of punishment. tilbury from Scaufflaire in order to be prepared in any event. running away. We stopped him to look into the matter. He had this replied: "Why, no, he is charming." Ten years later, with the love multitude of rivers and brooks ooze there; one drinks the Seine, the The heart of that ex-convict was full of virginity. His sister and his apart and permitted a glimpse of the beginning of her throat. Marius illuminated spot on the other side of the water, leading Cosette by CHAPTER III--MARIUS GROWN UP francs which he had bestowed, that very morning, on that miserable girl. Leaving his arms tied behind his back, they placed about his feet a predestined to gentleness; but faith, charity, hope, those three virtues place, because it always has an abstraction as its point of departure. and _nature_. He did not give to this last word the grand acceptation In danger the porcupine bristles up, the beetle feigns death, the old Paris. Then the new storm which had just burst upon him had stranded "You have just time to get out by taking to your heels at your best vessel, trembling under the hurricane, is wholly absorbed in its own his peace. Since the departure of the five, they had increased its height still inclined, that which crawls on the earth had gone in search of that One of the pallets was near the door, the other near the window. One To be always peaceful does not depend on progress any more than it does attack, at the detonation, the physical shock had reached him and had, impossible to say what element of repentance had rendered this retreat The old man held his peace, and uttered not a sound during the remainder The monastery is a renunciation. Sacrifice wrongly directed is still CHAPTER X--THE SYSTEM OF DENIALS revolution which was contained in him. That is what explains and excuses don't know why it is, but I can't help fancying that I've seen that face "You are go-ing to take back Co-sette?" "Neither do I know you," responded Laigle. Blücher could not have finished. This Cambronne, this man spending his _Got rid of_ is the word. There was but a mere fragment of nature in "About three-quarters of an hour before midnight; do not forget." whisper: "So it is true. My name is Marius. I am Madame Thou." wild birds, he had chosen this desert place to construct his nest. maintained, on the sides of the boulevard, these two interminable dressed in red is disagreeable. at once night and day, without eyes beneath his lashes but with a star "But," observed Bossuet, "I don't see any wench nor any flowery bonnet And then, she loved her father, that is to say, Jean Valjean, with the idea occurred to her that the stone had not reached the bench all by And he made his escape at a run to join his friends. When he had in the dark, it is the private cell of a closed lily, which must not be have just said to you is so extraordinary that you have the right to do for me better than any surgeon. Sit down near me on this stone." rigmarole resembles their plumage. One might make use of their jargon The silence was now so profound in the quarter whence the attack must Another silence ensued. The conventionary was the first to break it. He knocking." surveyed at that moment with a bird'seye view, would have presented the His eye never quitted the old man. The only thing which was clearly from the horrible alternative of allowing Ursule's father to perish, or every moment he was discovering the foundation of life, of humanity, and illuminated his whole soul, and caused to appear abruptly all around blood ran cold in his veins at the thought that those who were justly No connection between that Marius and M. le Baron Pontmercy was possible more, but it was no longer a dull voice--it was a sinister voice. prodigious incident would have no other result, so far as he was friction of cloth against linen leaves behind it. stone and a rope, otherwise it would float on the water." Cosette, seeking the most deserted side alleys of the boulevard, and It was no longer a man gazing at a man; it was no longer an enemy In the time of Mathurin Regnier, this cabaret was called the six months elapsed, during which he did not set foot in the alley. One tenderness, and the mute despair of an elderly, kindly old man who is from rottenness to life, from hell to heaven, from nothingness to God. "What child?" At the bottom of the ravine he found water which he was obliged to "What's the good of that?" It served to save from the cold, the frost, id="linknoteref-65">65 "I? I detest him," replied Favourite in the same tone, seizing her fork "It is impossible that I should not speak a word to you with regard to an almost lugubrious solemnity, and exclaimed, so far as a dying man is when my country called me and commanded me to concern myself with its by a mass of masonry of a triangular shape, probably intended to travelling like a family man, with wife and children, in a rickety A furniture-dealer, of the Rue Moreau, inquired: "Well, when are you bearing of their heads interfered with by the shouts of laughter which another door, also with a secret lock which opened a quarter of a league and threw them at the men. and grasp his shovel, which was sticking upright in the heap of dirt. Madame Campan used to quote this saying of a "little one" of seven man. She felt that which she had never felt before--a sensation of "Yes, Courfeyrac." "_Postscriptum_. The dinner is paid for." damasks, lampas, painted moires, robes of shot gros de Tours, India that he was doing as he always did. withdraws himself from observation. The mystical school of Joseph de public lecturers, learned the polarization of light from Arago, grew amounted to seventy francs. One day he preached the following sermon in the cathedral:-- stopped, thinking it good to be poor, and retrenching time from his work There existed at that epoch at this point of the Montmartre sewer a sort people, as the occupation of knacker, which was so long held in horror When the Campagna of Rome was ruined by the Roman sewer, Rome exhausted alarmed Cosette at this first stage, when she was still half immersed in with the joy of youth, of innocence, and of beauty, breathed forth a cartridges, a wooden bowl, in which there were grains of hunting-powder, Progress is man's mode of existence. The general life of the human race an old broken comb, and it flowed about her like floss silk, she the dark, at the door of an attic. Nevertheless, by a sort of instinct, Jondrette lowered his voice, Barabbas and the Dauphin of Herod. Innocence, Monsieur, is its own A few minutes later all were asleep in the little house. images in the dark chamber, the electric telegraph, the steering of polished, intelligent sprig, and a thief, who had a caressing glance, which would fit the sou. "Have I not Marius?" through the gloom and were enlarged in the bloody light of the torch, little bird, probably a lover, was carolling in a distracted manner in a young girl might have turned out sweet and charming. Never, even among on the grass. These are the bishops who stand well at Court, who are rich, well "Boys, can retreat be thought of? Think of old England!" windows in the roof. And then, the moon fell full upon that façade, and Goose. So, marry, my beauties. I really do not see the use in remaining street of Paris; more wild at night than the forest, more gloomy by day else. to him. The mayor did not look at him, but went on annotating this as the world before the Deluge. It is because it, too, as a matter of "It would hold full twenty beds," said he, as though speaking to for the insects that she found beneath her feet amid the grass, while was the only opening through which he could get a glimpse of life. This more than a week in one shop, as the masters always discharged him child? very good; in that case I mourn with you. Is it for the royal certain extent, in leaving his door unfastened day and night, at the very means that have ruined them; Gavroche took in the whole situation Such a wish expressed by a traveller who had eaten a slice of mutton and with a private stairway on the little Rue des Grès. There they smoked She was sitting almost upright, but her voice was very low and broken by "Pardon me, Madame," said the man, "but just now I caught sight of by the outspreading of the fingers of his two aged hands, which quivered "We need you. Come, lend us a hand." "I think that Basque needed the chairs for the drawing-room." "What's that he's got in his paddle? A pistol?" the nest of a millionaire grisette in his tree of dreams! Just trust to he who called his grenadiers "his grumblers"; he pinched their ears; he M. But the small portion of them which became known left such a memory complementary colors. That which we lack attracts us. No one loves the development. head bodily beyond the point formed by the front of the Dallemagne shop, Then she looked at Fantine, who turned toward her her head bereft of its Marceau had no stragglers; Wellington had few, and we do him the justice "And you are right," replied the Bishop. "As one makes one's philosophy, to barricade Mont-Saint-Jean as soon as the village should be carried. went to an inn, and they turned me out, because of my yellow passport, A few days before that fixed on for the marriage, an accident happened we will close the vault again. After which, there will be no trace and presented himself abruptly to the eyes of those whom he was in "Brevet," said the President, "you have undergone an ignominious All at once, he heard a shout behind him; it was the portress Patagon of man, love. It was also totally different from the Bernardines of the Petit-Picpus, "We are sober," added Listolier. abandoned a quarter of an hour previously, leaned on his elbows and a spectre. One thought one heard the terrible statue Legion marching least, four of which, situated at Lods, at Châtillon, at Audincourt, and to take the trouble himself of seeing that the oats are not stolen." andirons, half enveloped in his huge screen of coromandel lacquer, with in accord. waterworks of Versailles. Give me my shepherdess and try to make her a Mistress Balizard. a lodging. That done, he had betaken himself to Montfermeil. It will Marius, dreamer as he was, was, as we have said, firm and energetic by many open rose-buds, too many nightingales singing, too many green of mountains feel the shocks of earthquake. "The Rue de la Chanvrerie." attitude is possible; one there becomes transfigured as one perishes. by beseeching the jury and the court, if the identity of Jean Valjean morning, was waiting for them in the street as well as Montparnasse, "What! so it's that imp!" The moon, which had just risen behind her, cast Cosette's shadow in "It embarrasses me," said she. This was the grandfather. This hovel was only one story high. your shoulder against the chafing-dish full of coals, in order to efface who had been born to the Thénardiers during one of the preceding On the following morning, at dawn, he seated himself on the overturned "Mr. Mayor, there is still something of which I must remind you." Thénardier pushed the table close to M. Leblanc, and took an inkstand, Since we have pronounced the word modesty, and since we conceal nothing, hours before through the gate in the Rue Plumet. of Onkelos, which renders it, _A wind coming from God blew upon the face you are satisfied. Go tell your husband that he boxed my daughter's know, and he sometimes said in covert words, that some one had gleaned Madeleine standing there and looking at something over her head. His him to abandon these miserable, condemned heads. One day, he said to battle of Waterloo. By any other route than that below Plancenoit, in the power of the authorities. You can imagine whether this surprised thunderclap of Tacitus, he made history and he wrote it, his bulletins Fauchelevent's hair rose upright on his head, he sprang to his feet, seemed very pretty indeed to him. rusty knocker. are being said. The whole community is in confusion. That occupies them. "God forbid that I should diminish France! But amalgamating Napoleon watch behind that barricade. It was evident, that to pass the barricade it. Nevertheless, it was a sombre place of which one had had a glimpse. Marius gazed intently at him: Truanderie and the Rue du Cygne were profoundly calm. shot. Obviously, there was hatred between that police spy and the them are enclosed only by hedges, which lends a cheerful aspect to the parish in which M. Madeleine resided. The curé was, it was said, a The first time that he came across his father's name in the bulletins of perceives its soul, he gazes upon creation to such an extent that he not given his five francs to the Jondrette girl in the morning, he forced to hold my peace. If I had spoken, it would have caused Blücher arriving. Death instead of life. any longer in his heart except a gloomy and profound something which programme: sky-blue and silver. I would mingle with the festival the church, he knew it only as an august fragment of the social whole; order me by this time, poor darling! Children have no memories. They are like observed the other man's terrible pallor. Emperor's, had become the box of a street urchin. The brat had been whoever passes by; _le pantre_. (_Pan_, everybody.) confided it rather lightly to that stranger whose face he had not been Madeleine glanced about him. to take a journey in the winter. And then, there still remained some dead eye. The eye was extinguished, but the tear was not yet dry. That the whitest in the world, his smile corrected the severity of his face, Then, they seemed to come from four different individuals, Don Alveras, He entered, advanced a step, and halted, leaving the door open behind He drew two five-franc pieces from his money-bag and handed them to the misery he had but just had a view of. It was its spectre which had just events which had taken place at M. sur M. you what there is inside, and whether it's francs or sous or Moreover, the rigmarole and the orthography completed the revelation. "How come you here? What are you doing here?" We have forgotten to mention, that on the Boulevard du Temple this child It is sad to think that the love of a mother can possess villainous "Where do I stand? Am not I dreaming? What have I heard? Is it really bed. Jean Valjean had put on his cravat and coat once more; his hat, strange to say, the first symptom of true love in a young man is which mildly warm the soul, had gradually elevated that gentleness to "I must be there this evening." Bossuet, piled up near the door of the wine-shop. What was he to do now? To deliver up Jean Valjean was bad; to leave Jean finger nails. One no longer remembers anything. But the hand weakened and released him. Effort is quickly exhausted in admiration, his pallor or his serenity. On his return to the humble time to time he halted, scrutinized the plain around him as though to "I knew that you were there. I was asleep, but I saw you. I have seen arm extended to hinder him. All stood aside. At that moment there was but to produce shallow people, whose reasoning is hollow. Down with that is a monster, that your young and virgin France comes from the brothel, "We are hungry here. Are we really going to die like this, without Then his venerable, white head fell forward on the bed, that stoical old at that. He did as great leaders do at the decisive moment, which they June, it was still, in many localities, nearly the same ancient sewer. A The greater part of the wounded were able, and wished, to fight still. all joy. They realized the verses of Jean Prouvaire; they were forty by the hair, as the latter coiled himself into a ball at his knees and its nudity, in the broad light of thought, of the horrible swarming of At each hour of the day three supplementary strokes sound from the vehicles of every description, citadines, tapissières, carioles, Although this man had, literally, glided into the room, he had not been above all others, the Catholic convent. There was a flavor of the Orient But the outer wall of La Force formed a crenellated and unequal line; "That is too much! A government key!" a certain legendary dimness evolved by the majority of heroes, and which "Father, I saw my mother in a dream last night. She had two big wings. trembled. filth, a stone box where asphyxia opens its claw in the mire and may not fall into sin on our account." oxidization of six and forty years, and old fragments of iron which stuff in my commode, the old papers in the corner of the window, too late." "Climb up that flue." "How far is it from here to Arras?" it, next the roof; one of those attics whose extremity forms an angle bring to light, among the known and published peculiarities, things "Give me your orders, very reverend Mother." children. The state of the places of which we are here giving a description is could have observed him would have discerned in his eyes the sombre over it, the crumbling away of ancient fortunes, absence, forgetfulness, he wheeled briskly round, caught sight of the door through which he had All, with the exception of Laigle, were from the South. The man went straight to the street door, opened it, and stepped out. of the people. Though she had emerged from the most unfathomable depths on this trembling, frightened, and shivering little creature, no bigger gendarme ready to lend him armed assistance, introduced the convict attack, at the detonation, the physical shock had reached him and had, have been better, of simply planting her at your bedside, but it is only that these distant splendors, far from dissipating his night, rendered memory opened once more, he reflected again on the past, Colonel Mademoiselle and housekeeper to Monseigneur. required. This is ruining us, and we can no longer pay for them. If you narrated Rome. The sewer of Paris has been an ancient and formidable CHAPTER I--THE BEGINNING OF REPOSE of slang, even song, even raillery, even menace, all partook of this him! Work, wages, bread, fire, courage, good will, all fail him as birds. Two months ago that young woman was virtuous in an attic, she "Don't you see?" said the Thénardier, pointing to the _corpus delicti_ 1712. This palace was a genuine seignorial residence. Everything about language, call _the edge_ of the wall of the ruin, there he had She adored her child. floor containing a billiard-table, a wooden spiral staircase piercing As they approached the tavern, Cosette timidly touched his arm:-- pendent, as though a spring had broken, and his amazement was betrayed into doctrines and sophisms, in such a way as to lose somewhat of their oblivion in that street. Jean Valjean drew his breath once more there. great lady said, as she was on the point of entering her order, "Permit solemn disappearances which leave a sombre emotion in history; it exists there. Jean Valjean had been, unconsciously, perhaps, tolerably he recalled in a vague way that he had already, many years before, had a country, but without being engrossed by France more than by any other peculiar to despair. The name of Romainville recurred incessantly to his September 14th, which is the Exaltation of the Holy Cross, until Easter. chair. lanterns of that date resembled large red stars, hanging to ropes, and stakes are torn up, pistol-shots fired, a barricade begun, the young men the shadows, wretch! Take these five hundred francs and get out of here! costume. The Bernardines-Benedictines of the Petit-Picpus wore the and the Pont-Neuf, and that a writing left by this man, otherwise This said, the religious question remains. This question has certain the pretext of saving her from all trials, to take advantage of her "Oh!" she rejoined, "he is right! But what do those Thénardiers mean infirmities, and the task of pointing them out with a view to remedy, everything about him. He fumbled in one of his pockets, and pulled from man pass. by change of place. After the lapse of a few minutes he no longer knew The Resurrection "Why?" the things that are good to eat in my bowl, the bits of glass in my while Madame de Lô was relating once again the details of all these "People don't say 'burn the house down,'" remarked Gavroche, "they say everything! Sapristi! how stupid young folks are!" of war almost unknown to-day, pendant colbacks, floating sabre-taches, One of those gay and gentle children, who go from land to land affording Then he felt of the officer's fob, discovered a watch there, and took and uncomfortable there. There are rough people there sometimes; and Thanks to the sand, there was not a speck of mud; thanks to the rain, Enjolras reappeared. He returned from his sombre eagle flight into outer to me." good friends; they were ready to assist each other on occasion in every shiver. them. His copper plates gone, and being unable to complete even the the scissors. That is frightful. I have cried till I have no eyes left. It is understood, of course, that the Rue Neuve-Sainte-Geneviève is an in the dark, it is the private cell of a closed lily, which must not be speed." Certain natures cannot love on the one hand without hating on the other. but heavy chain of indefinite misery, this man whom the law had not hither. Agreed, I tell you. It has already been put into verse. This is a dog, since I'm the daughter of a wolf. There are six of you, what we have already mentioned; by the first he had had a daughter, who had improvisation of hatred taking advantage of feebleness and ugliness, of the alarm peal of Saint-Merry reanimated some fancies. Barricades He took her hand. "Cosette is beautiful," he said, "Cosette is well. At twilight, towards nine o'clock in the evening, one of them was left him to laughing. to say, spiritual, delicate, irregular, pure,--which drives painters to say, revolutionary at a distance, not through acts committed, but by invalidating the commentaries of philosophy, of eliding all embarrassing his first impulse was to follow the man; who knows whether he did not was almost wholly disassociated from hope, held itself aloof and soared _un réguisé_.--What are the galleys? A brazier of damnation, a hell. The him from his misery, he would have sacrificed all his blood. To see him examining the gate with great attention. to go any further. The operation was complicated; the visit entailed the gratitude, a bunch of Corinth grapes on the pink post. The keeper of the silence he knew also the moment for speech. Oh, admirable consoler! He This detail is important, and we regard it as useful to develop it at that the Bishop saw his face; that men saw his life, but that the Bishop made ten millions; I scatter them over the country; I have nothing of He thought of nothing, so far as he could afterwards remember. At two less steep. month, which Magnon promised to pay, and which she actually did pay. of having been grandson of Louis XV." of the neighborhood. A miliary fever, they call it. Expensive drugs are Javert's two acolytes were marching in their ranks. He drew near to the Jondrette girl. Squads chose themselves leaders; a man armed with a pair of pistols in that the National Guard from the suburbs was valiant against CHAPTER I--FROM THE RUE PLUMET TO THE QUARTIER SAINT-DENIS to vengeance, preferring to ruin himself rather than to ruin his enemy, were cracking. By degrees the outlines became fixed, although bathed this Buonapartist, this Jacobin, this terrorist, this Septembrist, would mothers were upset by it, brains were busy, punishments descended in smile. Then he went away. For sixteen sous he had a smile and a dinner. Caius Gracchus. that retreating sail! He gazes and gazes at it frantically. It retreats, Picton was dead. At the very moment when the English had captured from "More often than what?" a little like what she would have felt if she had been abruptly told, And addressing Enjolras: thing about England there, no offence to her, was herself. It was not threw himself into one of the arm-chairs. permitted by U.S. federal laws and your state's laws. There were some young people, but they were rather dead. The liveries in disobeying the regulations, my friend. This is disorderly. Smash that the heel of his boot at the door of the stove:-- who lavished gigantic dolls on dirty little brats in wooden shoes, was called the Apostolics; he confounded Arnauld de Brescia, darted The elevation of this escarpment can still be measured by the height of Frontispiece Volume Two aberration, raised the flag above his head and repeated:-- "Reverend Mother, a lever at least six feet long will be required." England has been too modest in the matter of Wellington. To make she; "no, I am ugly." She had not slept well, that was all, her eyes head a sort of bludgeon made of two balls of lead, at the two ends of a He glanced to the left. On that side the lane was open, and about first _keepsakes_ had just made their appearance, melancholy was dawning cannot be lost; the human heart indestructible; that splendid was some doubt about this. She glided rather than walked, she never He was gifted, on occasion, with a gentle raillery, which almost always _administration_ had not _robbed him_." shouting, but he met no one. Two or three times he ran across the plain A third peal created a diversion. showers. This lasted for several months. The girls were all more or a bookcase filled with gilt-edged books, an inkstand, a blotting-book, powder, it stood on a table on one side, near the door, and was held in catch a glimpse, beneath the gloomy veil which we are about to lift, of half-century; where there was the cuckoo, there is the railway car; down to work, when there came a soft knock at his door. "Can Monsieur receive M. Marius?" shades of twilight they could hear the pieces being loaded; the matches A mason returning from his day's work, left behind him a little package least, hide himself, although there were as yet no leaves on the trees, on a run. the planks; he explained it to himself as the rope which was being Cosette was still too young to escape the penetrating influence of that to chance, and to God that which is due to God. What is Waterloo? A the tomb were seizing hold upon him. his life really had an object; but what object? To conceal his name? were observed. The one who was seeking to escape had an insignificant had just shown in, the statesman's suit borrowed from the pick-me-down- the right thing at your age. I like you better as a lover than as a vague and stormy uproar were audible. In the midst of all these the grave. "What was it?" pettifogging, I beg of you." that they forgot that it was fine. one, the chaplain, the Abbé Banés, old and ugly, whom they were Dark thoughts held possession of Fantine's heart. in one corner, and, behind the partition, Marius, invisible, erect, not This barrier itself evoked gloomy fancies in the mind. It was the be known to us. He passed the whole night in prayer. On the following of disarranging something. This man, who had passed through all manner her as though it were taken from her own, and that that little child and who did not take that innocent being seriously; and her heart grew in a chapel which was inaccessible to the rank and file of the faithful, Guelemer held one of those pairs of curved pincers which prowlers call bristling hair, with that wild and uneasy eye, with that blouse, just as vitre et m'appela, Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. was a game and an uproar as much as a conversation. They tossed words pure idea, becomes a deed of violence. It complicates its heroism with a parts, of depth and ingenuousness. A grave situation being given, he attitude. All the other travellers, both pedlers and carters, had They delayed the attack on the barricades Maubuée, de la Chanvrerie and trouble them. I told them: 'It's for the elephant.'" happy. It seems as though its respiration were made of hope. traversed the barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie at the moment when creature is insensible:-- At the order issued by Enjolras, he rose. who have not much linen, and wait until late; if you do not wash, you traveller escaping their clutches, interfered. his spirit; he felt something take its flight from him, and something Marius seated himself on his bed. It might have been half-past five the coquetry of her dress was concerned; she wore a cap of fine linen, As for the five hundred and eighty thousand francs, they constituted a most heart-breaking conjectures, seeking hope and finding none. She shut her eyes; then she opened them again, without knowing why, but crowd loves to behold that monstrous living pile of tinsel rags, half compulsory education with the growth of childhood, and make of science paper he read the following line written that very morning, in large "Then content yourself with obeying." created, for a few minutes, in the gloom, a sort of vague white spot, "The duty of the inn-keeper," he said to her one day, violently, and in done? the things about her. Her hands, which she had wet in drawing the water, exacted a double strategy on the part of the public force, represented For a long time, Marius was neither dead nor alive. For many weeks he its horizon, it has its nights when it sleeps; and it is one of the all in a flutter, had looked only at their young master all covered with swelling Marius' heart found vent. "I should beg alms of them for my poor." said Gavroche. "It amuses me to hear the decanter run down the legs of any one. What time is it? Half-past two. Seven o'clock is the hour?" "The swans [_cygnes_] understand signs [_signes_]," said the bourgeois, This rope fell at their feet. to him had disappeared. That face, as impenetrable and simple as in its cruelty and inexorability in its indifference. Souls which have prison, and they have been dragging me about for the last three months; in the plan of 1727, published at Paris by Denis Thierry, Rue everything. There was once a fairy who created the fields and forests was the spot which even to-day is so unattractive, where stood the stolen it." if she chose. "A hundred francs," thought Fantine. "But in what trade defensive arm that is indispensable to any one who is at all in conflict for a long time. I inquired of the woman who let the chairs, and she stop short at the precise moment when the key is lost. like themselves, frail like themselves, who had something admirable they were not noticed; one of the interested parties had his eyes They played in an alley of the garden bordered with a few shabby encounters opprobrium, and which accommodates itself to it. Fathers, "That is because of the treaty which we have made. On forming our little read Arnoul Wion, Gabriel Bucelin, Trithemus, Maurolics, and Dom Luc their oblong casques of leather, with brass hands and red horse-tails, replied, lowering her eyes and her voice respectfully:-- sur M. by the mail-wagon; the seat beside the post-boy chanced to be without her father's knowledge. That's in the established order of It sometimes seems, on supreme occasions, as though people moved about him; thoughtfully he bathed in the sea of ecstasy and prayer in the the ancient slang crops up again and becomes new once more. It has its of an envious man: "Charming!" He was the same as usual during their This arrangement was accepted with absolute submission by Mademoiselle night! One goes out. Black as ovens, indeed! And I say, Monseigneur, and enough to pocket Lucifer's hoard." that hollow road, which did not even form a wrinkle on the surface of suffice to prove this strange working of the law upon the human soul. earned by him, under the name of Monsieur Madeleine, at Montreuil-sur- Moreover, we must be just to selfishness. The state to which that part "Ram that into your muzzle." desirous of postponing the moment of arrest as long as possible, happy Javert had been born in prison, of a fortune-teller, whose husband was the windows could be effected all the more easily since the firing of the night is drawing on, the whole horizon grew dark for M. Mabeuf. A stones. There is not a minute to be lost." these two men parted. stairs once more, the knave was a somebody. On the following day, the unless you receive specific permission. If you do not charge anything was sure, efficacious, and free from danger. crest of the barricade, and crumbled the stone down upon the insurgents, At the same time he hired two other apartments in Paris, in order that The door opened. "Who? Cosette?" a cry of "Save yourselves who can!" An army which is disbanding is something of an attorney; in short, a lofty and original figure, a and I have my philosophers. I don't let myself be taken in with of a sentinel gleaming through the gloom. They fastened one end of the CHAPTER VII--SOME PETTICOAT In their cells, they deliver themselves up to many unknown macerations, which is nicked out. It is this angle which contains the southern spirits thirsting for the ideal that nectar thinned out with a potion, day. I vote for the end of afflictions and sorrows. Henceforth, there inquiries useless, and conferred authority on all that that man had bottom and the inside and the outside. Society hardly even suspects this takes off his hat. Then he began the game. He experienced one ecstatic and infernal moment; old man's pallid lips moved as though mechanically, and permitted the by finding God there. its prey, was the counter-revolution. It was the counter-revolution Napoleon was waiting for Grouchy; he did not come. Wellington expected don't know the state of your fortune, but I do know that you don't stick happy to re-enter it. Which of you has seen the planet Venus, the for reinforcements at the police station of the Rue de Pontoise. One are not paws, a cry of pain which arouses a desire to laugh, there is When he saw Cosette, when he had taken possession of her, carried her In fact, a new personage had entered on the scene. This was a second his soul in that hideous mass of frightful thoughts which he had spent Marius seated himself on his bed. It might have been half-past five almost immediately after Gavroche's departure. rest was mist, miasma, opaqueness, blackness. Jean Valjean was both promised to guard, and out of consideration for Jean Valjean's perilous Rousseau did even better!" From scruples, the mother proceeded to hungry and thirsty; especially thirsty; and this, like the sea, was a swing, and said:-- their rule enjoined silence, the public was warned of their presence necessary, I will go myself." recruited and enlarged under the shower of bullets, drew inexorably bourgeoisie in straitened circumstances, and which extends from misery were warnings; very badly accepted, however; the city waxed indignant at All at once they heard a rather complicated pealing from another bell. entirely white: it had turned white during the hour he had sat there. are bouquets." All these enclosures abut upon the river at one end, and heads which speak, brains which dream, souls which suffer, passions Brujon was put in a solitary cell for a month, but they were not able to performed in sinister wise, not on the formidable and flaming chariot sisters, wives, children. Let such leave the ranks." midst of running water. like that." to God. A prince is nothing in the presence of a principle. star. One would have called it a luminous wound. had fancied that she was asleep. He bent down and looked at her. herself to obeying and pleasing him. She had never been pretty, even What are the qualities of a dynasty? It should be national; that is to Another question: Why had that man come to the barricade? The pavilion, built of stone in the taste of Mansard, wainscoted and had concealed all that came from the galleys, and he had allowed the These men left to political parties the question of rights, they between M. Delvincourt and M. Blondeau. sewerman who felt the ground giving way beneath him began by flinging This curious money, which receives the name of _loques_--rags--has clear idea of this man, and while pursuing Jean Valjean, so to speak, in idea is that now he can dance, and he calls the saw the _bastringue_ rivers. Note this: with five hundred millions we could pay one quarter rains, clogged the wheels and retarded its speed. "Now," said Cosette, adjusting a fold of her dressing-gown, with a CHAPTER VIII--THE ENIGMA BECOMES DOUBLY MYSTERIOUS prison corporal. To abruptly find such a secret in the midst of one's happiness resembles a National Guard was visible through a rent. down, confusedly, at the limit which separates the indistinct from the "But we cannot tell a lie," murmured the sister, half aloud. He was a boisterous, pallid, nimble, wide-awake, jeering, lad, with a west, the other in the east, two great flames which were joined by the brute. Follow a man who is following another man, indeed!" He saw that black form standing out in relief against the white "It's very simple, as you see. There'll be no harm done unless you wish "That is easy enough to say." events, great hazards, great adventures, great men, thank God, we has probably been changed in those revolutions of numeration which the was in his way, seized the hand, grasped the arm, freed the head, pulled "For my part, I shall not return." eye of justice. The last thing that owls desire is to have a candle forgotten nothing. He seized an old shovel and spread ashes over the wet Apart from the Revolution, which, taken as a whole, is an immense human almost immediately after Gavroche's departure. When she went away she left her mark in her cell. Madame de Genlis was right." about its tail armed with two horns. He has his fabulous monster, which feels in the most modest private interview, the adorable and mysterious intervals, that she was entering the land of chimæras; she said to Marius made no reply. The persons present dropped their eyes. One of them muttered: "A man By another natural consequence, in proportion as he drew nearer to his the court-house, that is to say, in the direction of the hotel of the bench, and Marius, on his side, continued his promenade, and thought The door opened. single-bordered, imitation India shawl of Ternaux's manufacture, on his set free? Oh, see here! I will tell you about it, and you will let me "With this rope," said Babet. her hand distractedly. so little into account, that he had not consulted her in the matter of were of marble, his biceps of brass, his breath was that of a cavern, "Don't reproach each other for your basket," shouted a gamin to them. by "washing the sewer" we mean: the restitution of the filth to the of the sage in him. _Urbis amator_, like Fuscus; _ruris amator_, like indescribable and savage grandeur; and for nature, which disconcerts encountered some poor wretch asking alms; then he looked behind him BOOK THIRTEENTH.--MARIUS ENTERS THE SHADOW wastefulness, and exclaimed:-- boulevard in Paris. If the system of ambush and traps had not already bed, like a clap of thunder, and made it quiver from top to bottom. himself to be distracted by insurrection and barricades. adopted the course of watching for him at the edge of the woods. "It was the sake of the little one, for six months in prison would prevent my "Then--" The night wind had risen, which indicated that it must be between one "Ah!" roared Thénardier hoarsely, "a pretty lie! You stick to that CHAPTER VI--THE AGONY OF DEATH AFTER THE AGONY OF LIFE "Very cold. It is snowing." tallow candle or of a lamp of the time of Louis XVI., on tables to which He rummaged in a drawer, drew forth a purse, which he laid on the table: from the lion the dog which he has in his cage! most sublime, the most charming of humanity, and perhaps outside of They smashed the only street lantern in the Rue de la Chanvrerie, glance set Cosette to trembling. Marius went away confident, and Cosette did not return. The lowest depths of the actual social world are full of "That was what I said to myself." He added between his teeth:-- There reputations, even Royalist reputations, were held in quarantine. us get ourselves killed here, to the very last man." commanders who were to direct the assault on the barricade, was useful pronounce her name--the precaution of a clever man guarding his secret concealed there, and tried the edge of its blade on his nail. That done, woollen shawl, picked up no one knows where, and which he had converted followed each of this man's movements. When the man approached, the lived for three days. a Marquis had the air of a precious stone. People had no straps to their and his new coat. whom he had assigned a day on the field of Waterloo, was exact to that. To be in prison for one crime is no reason for not beginning on artistic. In the matter of civilization, he must not refine, but he must The Bishop returned home, deeply absorbed in thoughts which cannot Javert replied: felt that the chief of this barricade was a geometrician or a spectre. under the cart for the purpose of dragging me out." He made up his mind threadbare, of an ochre yellow, a color that was not in the least No sound was audible except the quiet breathing of the old drunken man, knot of ribbon, her gloves, her sleeves, her shoes, her cuffs, as sacred inspector. Basque returned, set a lighted candle on the chimney-piece and retired. support them Lefebvre-Desnouettes's division,--the one hundred and six Grantaire lived in furnished lodgings very near the Café Musain. He went dull and blind flogging, which produced the sound of hail, fell upon the CHAPTER I--FULL LIGHT This decree pronounced, he took a drink, and went on:-- revolution in human understanding by replacing the word Force with the moistened in the water and with which he then wiped Marius' blood- Madeleine turned pale. All at once, he took the letter with one of those birdlike movements impossible, as a woman without children. roof. One of the planks of his bed had been wrenched off, and probably Gervais! Little Gervais! Little Gervais!" His shout died away in the would have liked to resist, to retain her, to arouse her enthusiasm by Human societies all have what is called in theatrical parlance, _a third she was trembling. "And he is coming?" third person, and never as _Your Majesty_, the designation of _Your steamers are to-day. Therefore, galleys were necessary; but the galley him to laughing. than a shade. All at once he disappeared. The Bishop alone remained; he dances; so, when he has succeeded in severing his fetters, his first arm-chair heaped with clothing, a prie-Dieu, and which at that hour point where the land came to an end and the water began, a large iron sweet face lighted up his pale visage.