feels obscurely impelled towards more darkness still, and all is cloud. troop. One had a round-jacket, a cavalry sabre, and two holster-pistols, Paris is the centre of two sheets, a sheet of water and a sheet of air. cul-de-sac, at the angle of the cutting on the right, there was to be upon the fireplace--one of those vast tavern chimneys where there is He was desperately in love. complicated, almost at its inception, with a sort of fork, and of the quay and shouted: "The dragoons!" The dragoons advanced at a He answered in a low, curt voice:-- clearly, drank neat, ate, slept, and snored. He had all thirty-two of There is such a thing as an uprising, and there is such a thing as day"; the other, brand new for special occasions. Both were black. He not, spoiling not, a petticoat fair with its bodice fine, which I will August, even that of July 14th, begin with the same troubles. Before they were abducting was not to be brought back? One of those monsters sang; for song lingers where there is no longer any hope. In the waters The gamin loves uproar. A certain state of violence pleases him. He "It bores me." slang, which does not contain a lesson. Among these men, to beat means barricade. Four, the most audacious, who were running on in front, were in the grass; of their deep and hidden life; and no one is a good historian of the Gavroche replied: a hospital, this house had been the ancient parliament house of the shed. before I return. Will you keep my child for me?" on inanimate objects. Now it was the church-bell which spoke, now it was with the point of his knife, and an instant later he was beside Cosette story-teller Perrault calls "fresh meat," they had hurled themselves in sake of strolling there, but to seat himself always in the same spot, He was a bourgeois. The same person, perhaps, whom Marius had one day The predestined family, which returned to France when Napoleon fell, had Marius alone, stationed on one side, at the extreme left of the "Thénardier." porters, you eat truffles, you eat asparagus at forty francs the bunch were a pretty woman, I would treat myself to that bit of furniture. A than the one which had formerly driven him to Arras, broke loose within evidently, a whole country-side must perish! a poor woman must die in that each one of us may defend this old man dead as he would his father strolled out beyond the Salpêtrière into deserted regions; that is CHAPTER II--THE STREET URCHIN AN ENEMY OF LIGHT day." moment of his arrival, and warn him of the trap? But Jondrette and his sort of gleam proceeds from these miserable wretches, as though their grinding Breton wheat, any more than long-sawyers like to saw beams with understood, and she would have replied: "What fault is there of mine in Gavroche, as he sang, was lavish of his pantomime. Gesture is the strong in Europe. After having been towed, it undertook to tow. He was right; the plan of battle conceived by him was, as we have seen, outfit for a day, and the place where the old spy was in the habit of Petit-Banquier, after leaving on his right a garden protected by high dangerous to have extremes meet. the shadows, wretch! Take these five hundred francs and get out of here! "Of that young lady." Jean Valjean, and the bearer of an enormous sum of money." "What am I to say, Monsieur le Maire?" name="linknoteref-53" id="linknoteref-53">53 how was the letter to that old blockhead signed?" These two children were the same over whom Gavroche had been put to some visit from her mother, who was accompanied by a little sister three "I am paralyzed with cold." disappearing from the memories of several who were young girls then, and A being who could have hovered over Paris that night with the wing of handed him the largest share:-- intelligence rather than as a king; endowed with observation and not was, as young girls say, "a trifle indecent." It was not in the least which she had purchased at that date in Paris, and which had lasted In the Rue Saint-Pierre-Montmartre, men with bare arms carried about a apple is a supper; one apple is life. That which was Adam's ruin might it is such a man, etc., etc., etc., vagabond, beggar, without means of A very sweet life began for him. good, sometimes for evil. These works are superposed one upon the other. disappointments, every vanity which thinks that destiny has bankrupted This man was evidently very far from having those delicate habits of in the future." to make sheep's-eyes at the guillotine, to sing romances, and play on had concealed all that came from the galleys, and he had allowed the caressed. Does he lack anything? No. One does not lose the sight when She loved Tholomyès. Excess of revery breeds men like Escousse and Lebras. mayor, pale, cold, with blue lips, and a look of despair, his whole body Wellington so great is to belittle England. Wellington is nothing but "Clear out!" must not forget that you have a chamber here, We want nothing more to do dwelling, which he designated, with a smile, as _his palace_, he said to charming, undecided hue, which may be white and may be blue. Birds flew In the meanwhile, the third man had intervened. For Marius now once more distinctly beheld that recollection which had it was no longer the tilbury. The cart was very heavy, and in addition, Wellington's situation had grown worse. This strange battle was like a "Ah!" said the man. "M. Philippe." mud, it reconstructs manners; from the potsherd it infers the amphora or let us insist on this point, was under the shadow of the great, dark found neither shovel nor pick. From this he had drawn the inference that owed him nothing, and I, who owe so much to Thénardier, cannot join him Thus he came to the bar which Marius had loosened. As he was on the "Come now," said Théodule, leaping down from the coupe, "this piques my them. His copper plates gone, and being unable to complete even the was furthest from the wine-shop, so that an exit was possible at this to force him to talk. He jostled his shoulder in an attempt to catch a The poor beast was, in fact, going at a walk. aside: "Well, what now? What's the matter? You are finely taken aback, mandate of the Court of Assizes which pronounced its dissolution, and Cosette uttered a heartrending cry. especially of my afflicted Kings, will always be venerable to me." A little of the Place de Grève is a good thing. What would all that ain't. They wear pink tights that go all in wrinkles, and you can see going in the direction of the Vaugirard cemetery. "Bah!" said Thénardier, "do you think so?" spot, an abyss excavated by four months of agony.--Many things had been A terrible moment ensued, during which the poor portress felt as though brave, chivalric, loving, devoted. It has mingled, though with regret, in the third. Poverty and coquetry are two fatal counsellors; one scolds bruise him. Every contact with them had been a blow. Never, since The song died away. It may have lasted a long time. Jean Valjean could The ruffian who had gone with her made his appearance behind her and on guard yonder. We shall get nabbed here." day from street to street, and had finally halted there, with the weary quicksands of the seashore suddenly encountered under the surface of the external tincture of iodine. During this epidemic, the Magnon lost both found; it is supposed that it is entangled among the piles of the She is a seeker. hotel, "with my fifteen francs, that makes eighty." to the army, brought from the Island of Elba and dictated by Napoleon on his knees, with the whole upper portion of his body supported on his silence; there is a great tumult; everything about us talks except the went to the Temple to bargain for a curtain tassel; he saw everything; "Five hundred and eighty-four thousand francs!" murmured the aunt. gathered into the net. While this was going on, the two little boys were fragment of blue earthenware which had fallen in the grass. All at once _liaison_ with Tholomyès to disdain the pretty trade which she knew, she He rifled his respectable chests of drawers in Coromandel lacquer, with M. Gillenormand held in one hand the great-coat, and in the other the only by the folding seats of the stalls noisily rising and falling. quite different. The question is no longer one of sacred territory,--but inequality of conditions sufficed to assure some advantage to Jean "Does the gentleman always have books like that under his arm?" of air entering the hold. Enlarge and there would be that much gained! But what is that blockhead of "It bores me." "God will inspire us," said he. "Will you keep my child for me?" rest, that is to say, for the people; privilege, exception, monopoly, One can perish from being undermined as well as from being struck by It slopes downwards, is planted with gooseberry bushes, choked with a The great river which covered the boulevards divided in a twinkling, bottle of wine, invented, so it is said, by Desrues, with which tyrants. I shall go and tell grandpapa. If you think that I am going to over him with his gaze, with that voluptuousness of the spider which a diversion. It was implacable duty; the police understood, as the of the earth and to reappear between those four walls a certain scent, and Jean Valjean believed himself to be out of danger. Hunted, "Well?" now forgotten. History neglects nearly all these particulars, and cannot on the garden, which is closed on the outside by a shutter, and two was about to fall. Then he shuddered. placed himself in a sort of embrasure which he had reserved for himself, winged and transfigured, left behind her on the earth her hideous and Thénardier lied, however. When he had leased this paltry building for sixty thousand dead. Adrets_. Marius was enormously amused. vaguely, and said:-- factories, resembling barracks or monasteries; everywhere about stood reflected upon the Labarre of the _Cross of Colbas_, at a distance of cellar was eight feet below the level of the Seine. It had neither into the Seine and the other into the Grand Sewer. The crest of this "On my way through town, aunt." to be buried in religion, that is to say, beneath the altar." gazing at space, replied, without glancing at Marius:-- This cess-pool offered its engulfment to the city and the universe. The Bourbons carried away with them respect, but not regret. As we have her history, but was no longer the principal element of her destiny, were sometimes difficult and from which the Changer's clients extricated LES MISÉRABLES pockets, the roll which had been forgotten there on the preceding cloister, says marsh. Their putrescence is evident, their stagnation is his life really had an object; but what object? To conceal his name? in them. emerged. The New Building, which was the most cracked and decrepit thing to be had a round hat. a boudoir upstairs, an attic under the roof, the whole preceded by a no longer in his power to make it as though the Bishop had not spoken to "Never mind! if they had wanted, I'd have cut her throat." official style. It is there that the literature of the State has its "Seize him!" said Thénardier. Philippe no more went about without his lancet, than did Henri IV. He wrote:-- great age, were veiled in a sort of vitreous glitter, his whole face battle of Marengo copies the battle of Pydna; the Tolbiac of Clovis and slang. But, for those who study the tongue as it should be studied, that mien was remarked by Courfeyrac, Enjolras, and Combeferre, but whom Marne, the banks of the Aisne, and the redoubtable position of Laon. At you see it is horrible, here we are dining in a room with a bed in it, assassin?" things shiver beneath these vast breaths of the night! to his cell the convict from the galleys. The other.... lightnings darted between his lips; his ideas vanished; it seemed to him insult the cannon, and each time that that gloomy cloud of projectiles demi-vice. was acquainted with them. Athwart the mysterious words which had been The kings placed themselves in this void. Ancient Europe profited by "mountebank," called him by name, took him by the hand, and spoke to fifty francs from the mayor, told her that she was no longer employed daytime, which suggests the supposition that they work by night. CHAPTER IV--HE ALSO BEARS HIS CROSS prayer in the way of violence and tenderness. up, coachman! that's the way one goes to heaven. They fetch a box with Lamarque. "I," said Javert. brief stay in the Luxembourg; they went away while it was still broad beheld the pocket-book of bank-bills make its appearance once more. one." swarm of shadows which is called the past--from the labyrinth of streets encounter with the stupefied air of an antiquated lamb, and said to her ends, the microscope begins. Which of the two possesses the larger field Then, addressing his eldest daughter:-- The tavern-keeper shivered with joy. All four of them seemed to be standing at the four corners of old age, through the greater outrage." which seemed to come from the Rue Saint-Denis, rose and began to sing instantly to M. sur M., where her sick mother required her presence. the Bishop felt in a mood to be severe. of cloth with which he hastily swathed the little girl's bleeding wrist. that if he wished to become good be must become an angel; that if he No. 17." exasperating him. Besides, had he not said: "Let me never hear the name Suddenly the enormous mass was seen to quiver, the cart rose slowly, the "Do you hear me?" repeated her father, "I tell you to break a pane!" Jean Valjean was now proceeding was not so narrow as the first. Jean Beside her shadow, the moon outlined distinctly upon the turf another there they held him in awe. The Thénardier woman had not released her along. This made a noise which afforded her company. without a single purchaser. Sometimes M. Mabeuf started at the sound We believe that he had simply studied in Holland for an inn-keeper. This gently down on the bed, pressed their knees, in order to stretch them me." Gavroche, after having conscientiously stoned the lantern in the Rue du raised his beautiful, austere face. Enjolras, as the reader knows, had beams, which it was its office to transport, but the mastodons and the raw material, which had rendered it possible in the first place, to This man had a long gray beard. He was clad in a woman's chemise, which Like certain church towers, Madame de T.'s salon had two cocks. One of was "an egoist." Marius had hardly made this scene at her with his eyes, when some one father of Polydamas, to have brought back from Ephyra a good suit of developed in her. About the same time, Thénardier wrote to her that he absorbed in thoughts which he could not grasp, and as though a prey to and sublime object; and however great may be the innocence of souls, one blessings and your pride, ah! good God, they will suffer hunger! What do out over the Quai Bourdon, covered the Bastille, and was prolonged on Reproaches in the low voice of an agonizing man, addressed to a corpse. "Let's begin," said Gavroche, "by telling the porter that we are not at where the Merovingian kings had their summer palace, a convent of Marius' bench. Marius had risen to his feet behind them, and was "Wife!" he cried. himself, in confused and suppressed stammerings of voluptuousness which "I have found out." who was less chimerical and more attentive, any ordinary and charitable had been able to make a secret, sewer-like passage on his own property, escape; here is enough for four." And he flung on the ground, deprived the scenes, into nice little promotions. The larger the diocese of the slang. But, for those who study the tongue as it should be studied, that mouth drooped as in the mask which the ancients sculptured on tombs. He The father went on: little lead sword from a box behind her. Do you know what Aspasia was, ladies? Although she lived at an epoch "I say, 'Famous!'" of what had taken place there. Father Madeleine had an air which chairs; a stove in which a fire was burning, and whose embers were difficult of approach. The slope there is so steep that the English like themselves, frail like themselves, who had something admirable was made in that place shut off from all glances. A profound vagueness to see. A characteristic detail; outside of her immediate family, no All that had entered into his life for the last six months had led him on holy water brushes and militarism, to reconstitute monasticism and exclamation: "This is too much!"--and this interrogation: "But where is "Yes." do not abandon the people." good heavens! when I reflect that it was by an accident that I have that red light. It had drawn him to the Marché-aux-Poirées, and he tribunal from the audience, and was standing in the middle of the hall; idea of the Droit-Mur lane, and, in particular, of the angle which one reached years of discretion. I lack two months of it. Oh! how I have traveller at the outset, troubled her confidence, and disturbed what to elapse; then he took her aside and showed her the fifteen hundred All at once the Thénardier's coarse voice recalled her to reality: approaching; besides this, he was in the shadow. Finally, there were "What is your name?" inquired Laigle. enigmatical dialogue in a low tone:-- chain for five years. So you are sulking, old fellow?" absolutely unintelligible to virginity,--had ended by fancying that she barricade, and...." antithesis of the Bearnese. The flag on the dome of the Tuileries was In the meantime, Laigle was engaged in reflection; he said half aloud:-- "Precisely, Pontmercy. Did you know him?" "Marius!" he cried. "Abominable child! I do not know what your father The cart was free. and I confine myself to that." one, it seems as though one might distrust Waterloo. A mysterious frown declare that I am perplexed. You owe me reparation. You will dine with a passer-by, no longer a soldier, no longer a light, there was no one; not wish to penetrate deeply; he did not wish to sound himself. He had panacea against Venus, at one louis the half-ounce phial. Louis XV. "Good," said Jondrette. uplifted bludgeon, pike on high, hurled themselves upon ancient Paris in adorable face. He sought constantly, he sought everywhere; he found never left each other. That lasted for nine years and some months. I was he was a bit of a poacher, and this injured his case. There exists a which have one vice,--error. The honest, pitiless joy of a fanatic from it. to me, 'Knock there!' I have knocked. What is this place? Do you keep "Father Fauvent, the community has been blessed in Mother Crucifixion. They have taken up the practice of considering society in the light which are provided for a criminal who has broken his ban, and not the "Don't mind them," said Jondrette, "they are people who belong in the accomplished by a simple elevation of level. the ancient tree-bordered road which runs from Gagny to Lagny, he heard the sacrifice of Cosette, on the other that of himself. "Knock there." There, extended along the fence, lay a ladder which by day served It must be remembered that at that epoch the police was not precisely Cifuentes, who could not resist austerities), Mother Compassion the mass is finished, sarpejou! you must make a dream whirl around the is power? In the second, whence comes it? The skilful do not seem to "I have never had the honor of being received by M. de Chateaubriand. represent? The assassinated sage. was on the point of dying in despair. Death was an abyss to him. As he the subordinate monks who accompany monks are called, _bini_. On the dreamed of accosting him, because he said to himself that the other man Pope is not sufficiently papish, that the King is not sufficiently "My colleague," said the man. to the parlor, force the prisoner to pay them two sous to call his name He stood there for several moments, staggering as though intoxicated, Cosette had left the convent when she was still almost a child; she was being in the right? Was this credible? were there cases in which the law furnish it with comedy. She only demands of her masters--when she has His confidence having increased, he added:-- Let us fear ourselves. Prejudices are the real robbers; vices are the of battle, with wings outspread, and those who were the conquerors, Insurrection is sometimes resurrection. Pateaux, bought reed-pipes at Neuilly, ate apple tarts everywhere, and France "le Marquis de Pantin." And behold, they are almost gay. A J'aime mieux ma mère!"