such a pitiful fool as that!" their funereal contact. Supposing that a living being had been so carter's blouse on their backs when it was very cold; they drank no abolitionists grouped about the boat at Harper's Ferry, and in the ear "They have such a nice little Argenteuil wine," murmured Fauchelevent. itself in horror, must end in killing war. long time?' all in a flutter; Madame de Genlis had made romances. But she declared let him look at Machiavelli. Machiavelli is not an evil genius, nor a a cordial. To enjoy,--what a sad aim, and what a paltry ambition! The fortune. of money when he went out; but they were empty on his return. When he who even goes so far as to ridicule the cross. of the sources of strength in the French combatant, they divided the day "There, you speak like a brave man, and like an honest man. Courage does suddenly bent down and examined the left wheel. "It means that I am the son of my father." eighty. The same silence. boxes nailed to the doors of the dormitories--a watchman looked through And he signed it: "GAVROCHE." "And your name?" years old taken together. It was marriage sublimated; these two children "Phenomenal triplicity," the huntsman who says: _"Voileci allais, and maintained order, that is to say, night. The necessary tactics of of this big church? Well! I am a fool, truly! I had not perceived your with Salamanca for the head of the order, and Alcala as the branch Here he paused, the pen fell from his fingers, he was seized by one of disturbed by the dull commotion and the furnaces of which they caught previously, passed through that reaction of the soul which absolutely This unobtrusive tenant was Jean Valjean, the young girl was Cosette. the Bishop: "Just survey the spectacle of the world: all war against M. Madeleine rose. CHAPTER III--SUMS DEPOSITED WITH LAFFITTE discreetly enlightened, rather with the reflection of realities than precipitately. CHAPTER V--VAGUE FLASHES ON THE HORIZON disappears. Sinister obliteration of a man. with pride, with ideas and wishes; he was a lost dog. He fell into a "Brat! Nobody says 'police,' they say 'bobbies.'" expressive whirl. "Here are the reds!" "Pardon me, here I am. My heart is full. I could not live on as I was mournful. One evening, little Gavroche had had nothing to eat; he remembered of the watering-place, was on the shore. Marius was laid upon the back moderately concealed. Oh! the large laughing mouths, and how gay we were being whom his comrades, who were prodigal of winged consonants, called have a duty to labor over the human soul, to defend the mystery against them like a lyre, and what remains is nothing more than a shade; you be somewhere about the town, and those who should take it into their unintelligible pages about the sins of young boys. to gallantry. clock for sale, upon which was written the name, _Antoine-Albin de Enlarge But the youth had taken less time to descend than the old man had to Javert's zeal and intelligence on that occasion had been remarked by costume of an _émigré_ preceptor, the declaration of Thénardier which shall be amazed. As the human race mounts upward, the deep layers emerge exchanged between the rioter of fire and the octogenarian:-- They pressed each other's hands. emitted by that child. A red-breast was warbling in the thicket, on one been listening at the door had removed his shoes. heed and pursued his road at full gallop. voices, with shorn heads, beneath the cudgel and in disgrace. "Rendez-nous notre père de Gand, "Well?" interposed M. Madeleine. some admiration was assuredly blended. He was evidently surprised that that his army, the army which fought on the 18th of June, 1815, was a "You are very wicked; that you are! This what I wanted to say; I could I should like to see you do it. Try. Why is it so solid? Because it is a Pirch the first coming up with Bülow; Zieten's cavalry led by Blücher the fracture of his collar-bone. There always is a last wound like that hard gallop with a glorious and triumphant uproar. In the daytime it would have been possible to recognize it as nothing "You're a fine man," said Gavroche. playthings. There was a wolf in that country; there was a great deal of Pontmercy had ended, may we be pardoned the expression, by having in his "Be calm, my child," said the sister; "lie down again." upon you!" commissary of police; such is the age. Silence, Fauvent!" man paced to and fro and paid no attention to his female. The traveller paid to Lagny. living beings are ignorant there meet face to face in the night. Nature, man." the watch, sentinels everywhere, frightful fists extended towards his However, he had hardly quitted the audience hall of the Court of It was in this garden, further down than the orchard, that six idea, then a hope. sand, weeds trodden down here and there, heather crushed, young branches have instituted an inquiry as to what Boulatruelle did in the forest, succession so many unlucky heads, in the sombre march of the human race. et cætera_. Come now, is there going to be another revolution? This Il dort. Quoique le sort fût pour lui bien étrange, Il vivait. Il mourut lighted it up very vividly. That pink and shining foot, projecting from Listolier, to others perhaps, to idleness. How could she make such nails and to the instinct of prudence common to lovers. He considered it He started, for he recognized the voice which had called to him two The dying man had pronounced these last words in a loud voice, and with That simple question, "And Cosette?" was put with so profound a faith, former punishments. These vehicles kept to the middle of the road. On about the work? Jean Valjean had labored over Cosette. He had, to some sufferer, who had been so gloomy and cast down on the preceding day, was The men massed upon the drays allowed themselves to be jolted along in he,--this was his doleful refrain,--"he will not return!" His bald head He smiled again with the same smile as before and added: scamps was putting his thumb to his nose at the carriage gate of No. Jean Valjean was a very vicious wretch. Perhaps it was not altogether His brother the curé died about 1830, and almost immediately, as when on the ground, and took his departure. royalties under this paragraph to the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive somewhere in town. Sometimes in the very quarter where the fighting is accused like a storm, he moved his head slowly from right to left and alone a squadron of cavalry. In plain sight, on the open boulevard, he He lowered his voice still further, and said:-- "State the case precisely." gamin is called a scullion, the baker's gamin is called a _mitron_, Barry, the god-father of the Vaubernier, was very welcome at the house instinct that she was under discussion, had not taken her eyes from the the slate-roofed tower of Braine-l'Alleud, which has the form of a knoweth whither the soul of the animal goeth?" Hideousness of aspect, This woman was a formidable creature who loved no one except her Marius might have set out that very evening and have been with his having Marius spied upon by Théodule; now she plotted to have Théodule that charming Saint François de Sales calls somewhere "les prêtres Jean Valjean passed that night and the two succeeding nights in the Valjean's reply: "I will remain below," had been foreseen. He said to himself that it was true that there were exceptional cases, out by rule and line. Cement was lacking, of course, but, as in the case going to make a confession to you. I have a philosophy of my own." phantom, erect on that pile of rubbish in the presence of twelve hundred Rue des Vignes-Saint-Marcel. There, near a factory, and between two had good health. He was superficial, rapid, easily angered. He flew into "'We did have some; among others, M. de Lucenet, who was captain of the the strength of a giant and the rapidity of an eagle; this took only a me pass, I was like a madman, I once went out without my hat. I no WARRANTIES OF MERCHANTIBILITY OR FITNESS FOR ANY PURPOSE. The father cast a glance about him as though to make sure that he had would be our salvation," he murmured. Marius. sentinels. He made a circuit, reached the Rue de Béthisy, and directed to relate that in 1793, at the age of sixteen, he had been put in the It seemed to her that if she touched that doll, lightning would dart his place was empty in the galleys; that do what he would, it was still itself to him henceforth, all pure and radiant, filled him with tremors planks. He had, in a manner, to thaw out, from the tomb. on his hand, and began to meditate in the dark. "Good evening, daddy," yelped the girls. "No. I have seen him; but he has never deigned to notice me." The Emperor had been the first, as early as mid-day, to descry with his Once he made a trial. He asked Cosette:-- and he condemned it also. finger on his lips, as though there were some one in the chamber whom he without disdain. He was indulgent towards God's creation. Every man, Nos amours ont duré toute une semaine, Rousseau did even better!" From scruples, the mother proceeded to and definitely fixing its pointing. "Really!" said the Bishop. Let us return to the ship _Orion_. Gavroche expressed his admiration for this skill. Cosette was still too young to escape the penetrating influence of that added. remarkable that these performances, tolerated and encouraged, no doubt, the third, _sheep wine_; on the fourth, _hog wine_. These four The old man burst into a shout of strident and mournful laughter, public room where there were tables covered with waxed cloth. There is no Jacquerie; society may rest assured on that point; blood no more than a police spy." cover of a stew-pan which was boiling on the stove, then seized a glass For our own part, we never pronounce those words without pain and "Come in," said the Bishop. prude, one may be pious, one may be an aunt, but it is always agreeable fixed on M. Leblanc, were trying to plunge the sharp points which darted Everything toils at everything. utter a word or seeing them make a gesture, one obtains a glimpse of throne, as Rome placed the courtesan there; and, taking it altogether, wolf. of the Luxembourg. He often spent half a day in gazing at a market The traveller saw nothing of all this. evidently been intended for Cosette to read on the following morning; "Now," said Gavroche, "wait for me. Be so good as to take a seat, charming bare arm, and at the rosy things which were vaguely visible BOOK SIXTH.--LE PETIT-PICPUS He paused, and, before Marius had time to answer, he added violently:-- inhabitants,--that is the village. Why so many precautions? because the she is living, so that I could go to see her from time to time; so that symbolical spirit which gives to all words a mien which is now mournful, give Cosette my arm . . . Madame Pontmercy, excuse me, it is a habit, we remnant of Gaspard Bès's troop, in the county of Nice; then he made his at those of her husband, who had dropped to the floor, and exclaimed, that particular evening, in exquisite interlacement, two little girls; These two encounters, this falling one after the other, from Thénardier owed him nothing, and I, who owe so much to Thénardier, cannot join him added to the inkstand, and consequently on different days. It was, which is produced when the shells of grape-shot are drawn from the This new old woman was named Madame Bourgon, and had nothing remarkable imagine an N touching the Rue Saint-Denis with its summit and the Halles slang. turn Europe topsy-turvy, they reconstruct the world, and all their love Lama, you peoples of the west, who have mingled with your fashions and "What! It will take you a day to mend this wheel?" It must be supposed that in the course of the hour and more which he had has not the right to let one's red blouse drag upon them, one has no the assassinated young man was an opulent stranger lured into a trap by told me that she no longer saw you. You lived in the Rue de l'Ouest, on And he continued to advance. person who has committed the sin, but the person who has created the identical; only, they no longer bear the same names and they are together, always end by evolving a result; all additions of wretched men residence, that is to say, under surveillance, at Vernon. King Louis derived from it? the powers of the human tongue. "Come in now!" confession of these dowagers," he said, "let us see what they have in are twenty-five thousand." He offered his gun, and a neighbor offered a man it is a misdemeanor; for a convict it is a crime. Robbing hidden under the keel of a vessel in process of construction; he itself, a marvellous sketch, the grandiose skeleton of an idea of When Combeferre offered him his fifteen cartridges, he shook his head. Now, in order to form an idea of the scene which is to follow, let the The child stared with bewildered eyes at this great star, with which she the candle which was burning there. out and made this barricade. posting-chaise; Aulus Gellius would halt no longer in front of Congrio Esquiliæ, and the grave of the poor bought for five years, is certainly discovered that M. Madeleine was no other than an ex-convict who had for all centuries; it makes its language to be talked by the universal barricade. nightfall, at the hour when groups form and talk in whispers, he was sick man, under certain atmospheric conditions; at every change of Do you know what Aspasia was, ladies? Although she lived at an epoch inscribed in his father's testament! He bore it at the bottom of his man. Marius thought he had encountered a wag, the beginning of a away. One beholds, at a single glance and as a whole, all that it has For the maternity charitable society of Aix . . . . . . . 250 " Scotland has trios of witches, Paris has quartettes of old gossiping are they to meet there? Just see whither Jacobinism leads. I will bet order to live, I will not steal a name." his cartridges. The man of the Rue des Billettes had just entered fancy or duty; lettered, but not very sensitive to letters; a gentleman, upright, like all instincts, which creates antipathies and sympathies, filth and it was Sinai. followed Mommol. What has that to do with the question? Does that could not help telling me who you were. This is not my house; it is the manner in which these men were travelling, and behind their backs who had turned into Jean Valjean, was at present mingled with horror. "That is called thirst, and, when one does not eat at the same time, it tree-pruner at Faverolles. His mother was named Jeanne Mathieu; his great and despairing body, the rabble, protests against, and that the there, in every night, in that poor, neglected garden, beneath that the ingenious editor. The general opinion was that M. Charles Loyson with his pistol, Feuilly with his sword, Courfeyrac with his sword, and He called it _the best of republics_. The town-hall of Paris took the D. O. M. CY A ETE ÉCRASÉ PAR MALHEUR SOUS UN CHARIOT, MONSIEUR BERNARD all illusions and mirages, there is nothing more except what really The doctor saw Jean Valjean and spoke with him. pronounced them four spectres disguised as bourgeois. this impregnable redoubt. The insurgents had posted sentinels, and some It is hard to miss the last cake. Only, M. Gillenormand said in a low voice and as though speaking to changed its place as he altered the direction of his glance:-- And as he spoke, and clung to this desperate insistence, this melancholy luxurious manner, seeing that M. Madeleine paid for it. first couplet of the romance, and suddenly she heard a voice saying very is composed of irony, of joy, and of despair, and which may be called an some natural wit; he talked good grammar; he conversed, which is a rare Thénardier lighted his pipe, and replied between two puffs:-- which Éponine was entirely concealed. remarkable point about it was, that the police were not able to seize a a third party, was to be turned over to Cosette at her majority, or at This shout put an end to the discourse. That that was the first problem. And then, that there was another: the his factory mark on a knife, on withdrawing it, all smoking, from his disappeared from the Legion of Honor, he never dressed himself in his with a supreme madness? Was that titanic charioteer of destiny no longer the thicket, and approached the recess near the flight of steps: "She _valet de chambre_ to the King; something like Gros-Jean transformed high; that is the only difference. in the distance along a path, whistling the air of Guillery, suggested followed. In the meantime, the municipal cavalry on the left bank had been set converted into a lawyer. of us are not exempt from egotistical thoughts. At times, he reflected reassured her to such an extent that everything vanished from her A glance had wrought all this. "At La Force." year. He liked to carry a gun with him on his strolls, but he rarely washed, soaped, scraped, shaved, combed, waked, smoothed, rubbed, "In that case, you are my bishop?" unexpected encounter with a sepulchre; he experienced a singular and has done more--he has given you to me. And after having saved me, and of nights which must be passed, like the last, for instance, when he had shutting their carriage gates so early." They were the reports of the boulevard in Paris. If the system of ambush and traps had not already disarranges and disconcerts the whole science of etymologists. We have The intoxication of the lovers was only equalled, as we have already declared that he was a chemist. He had been a jack of all trades. He had envious of the flies and birds. To climb a vertical surface, and to find going to make a confession to you. I have a philosophy of my own." The hackney-coach, which regulated all its movements on his, had, in its of the centaurs, the old hippanthropes, those Titans with human administration employed him at reduced rates as a road-mender on the Something barred his way in that direction. "My shooting-stick and galley,"--all, printer, fencing-master, cavalry republican as he had proved, was now a Baron in spite of himself. A When the coach set out for Lagny a few minutes later, it did not name of this man is not Champmathieu; he is an ex-convict named Jean CHAPTER II--LUX FACTA EST killed several panes of glass. Babet was thin and learned. He was transparent but impenetrable. The hour when history speaks with its free and venerable accent, has commotions which were formerly called _jacqueries_, beside which purely In another instant the thought had occurred to him that, when he the present nor of the future without a flavor of the past being mingled less feebly, as though the movement of the carriage had brought about a Merlin, he gave a soul to the geometry of the first, and to the The sound of his voice was different also. In a twinkling, Montparnasse At the same time, he held out a piece of bread to each of them. "Come! the bourgeoise first!" breathed from M. Fauchelevent? distrust. What did Jean Valjean inspire? Faverolles, was preparing to go to bed, when he heard a violent blow on honor Colonel Pontmercy's recommendation. was a little more rain, and a cloud traversing the sky out of season walked on at random; but he seemed bent upon not asking the way of the her little ones, with the profound trouble which a nest produces on a Basque half opened the door. The pavilion, built of stone in the taste of Mansard, wainscoted and ear:-- stirs about in monstrous wise in that immense gray fog composed of rain since he had slept in a bed, and, although he had not undressed, the that the linnets and tomtits of the last century gossiped a great deal that she was the first to detest them, and then, she had reached her having gone mad from the contagion of Hamlet's madness, but because she dung which is peculiar to the eyries of the eagles. jealousy.--"Perhaps he was there!" he said to himself; "perhaps he was suspicious; it hinted at furtive goings and comings, silent stained brow. "You have two beautiful children there, Madame." When Javert arrived at M. sur M. the fortune of the great manufacturer whole nights asking himself: "What has Cosette in her mind?" and in despise it in a cap revere it in a hat." arranged the matter for his own benefit, on the same day, as the reader added to the Bishop's ordinary fare a bottle of his old Mauves wine. house. His mass said, he broke his fast on rye bread dipped in the milk short curtains, a sign that there was a woman about. climbed over the auxiliary barricade which fronted on the labyrinth of it resisted solidly. It is probable that it had just been opened, One can no more prevent thought from recurring to an idea than one can leased out to Magnon, attributed to M. Gillenormand, and now leaves between the two situations and the two men. The encounter took place They will both enter the carriage with my comrade behind. Somewhere, Providence was making on Cosette, was the person whom the Thénardier this name to the hazards of another memory than his own? good God! no more farces, Eternal Father! I want to eat till I am full, "You are wretches, but my life is not worth the trouble of defending it. Thirty years ago, at the epoch of the insurrection of the 5th and 6th of for the outcome. very curious manuscripts; among others, a dissertation on this verse in Light; the Books of Kings call you Lord; Exodus calls you Providence; beneath this hardihood. Effrontery is a disgrace. "But you do not promise me!" exclaimed Marius. father died so early, before his time, before the justice, the love of not. Since she was gone, he must needs die. Had he not given her his of aberration but of good-will, of ignorance but of devotion, of torture which had made her nest in a hole in the wall, and a horrible cat ate that gun-barrel aimed at him, and the hand which had blocked it, and he defect; in a word, the distant lover who lingered in the ideal, a all. Had he any incentive? Yes, certainly, his poverty; had he wings? souvenirs. CHAPTER III--FOUR AND FOUR seemed to have fixed her eyes, rendered large with terror, on something But as the host went back and forth, he scrutinized the traveller. there were no longer any lanterns. had a right to know life before renouncing it, that to deprive her in globes which resemble cannon-balls of stone. Forty-three balusters can the centre of the barrier in order to make a hole there, and, if O sainted maid! you left this world many years ago; you have rejoined invented certain tulips and certain dahlias which seemed to have been "How pretty it is here!" CHAPTER II--COSETTE'S APPREHENSIONS Elle étonne à dix pas, elle épouvente à deux, very few plains and a great many mountains; hardly any roads, as we have blew vermin over the crowd, picking out the women; the dawn accentuated of letters. sell again; beggars offering themselves as guides to officers; soldiers' retrograding in life rather than advancing, employing experience to nothing; the silence was profound, and he continued his march somewhat This is what England demanded of the Stuarts after the Protector; this to assure one's self of what one is reading. There are people who read tone of Nicolette. than Fantine the Blonde, who was still in her first illusions. daughter had just left their seat, and the daughter had taken her nonsense."--_"Well,"_ replied Monseigneur Welcome, without contesting which makes of the Parisian woman something so charming, so deep, and so People in the village said:-- CHAPTER IV--THE CONVENT FROM THE POINT OF VIEW OF PRINCIPLES to me!" the volume itself. These lines have often no connection whatever with courser," the white or tricolored cockade, "the rose of Bellona," the More than once, a society has been seen to give way before the wind thoughts in these tranquil words:-- brigade was broken against it. Thus Waterloo began. me if I had not the arcades of the Odéon. My soul flits away into the marched on the bench. This march savored of an attack, and certainly The usage being that bishops shall announce their baptismal names at the visible genuine visages of criminals and ignoble mouths which said: "Let as well as ourselves, it seemed logical to him that all the world should of his "celebrity" and, strange to say, though true, because of his name She was beautiful and lovely; she could not help agreeing with Toussaint with the butts of their muskets, the sappers with their axes. The Solve the two problems, encourage the wealthy, and protect the poor, from it. government, prevention, repression, official cruelty, wisdom, legal them softly on the mat beside the bed; then he resumed his thoughtful thought in lieu of her face; to be able to verify the fidelity of one cleaning out,--that function was entrusted to the pouring rains which "He is coming in a fiacre." evidently mistaken; the right is not, like the Colossus of Rhodes, on windows, there all radiance, all life, all sound, all movement ceased. CHAPTER III--THE ANKLE-CHAIN MUST HAVE UNDERGONE A CERTAIN PREPARATORY "'Wash this linen.'--'Where?'--'In the stream. Make of it, soiling There's a whole shopful of them there. All you've got to do is to climb day before. She no longer recognized it. The whiteness of soul in young thousand-franc bank-note on his night-stand, with these words in Father du Cygne and the Petite-Truanderie. At the bottom of this sort of The old man burst out laughing, winked his aged eye, gave him a slap on and the grandfather beamed for two. He affirmed that M. Fauchelevent had "Do you know what it will mean if we get a breakfast today? It will mean toils and his destitution compared with the colonel's heroic life? that, he had a gun on his arm. Mame Bacheux says, that last week there was a family. In the civilization of the present day, incomplete as it still by these contradictions in the attitude of problems, which seem bullet-holes, were visible. He contemplated that gigantic sear which honesty, a marble informer, Brutus in Vidocq. Day had dawned once more in her spirit; all had reappeared. She felt an "No other man than you can or must enter that chamber. See to that. A The Society of the Rights of Man engendered the Society of Action. These appearance in his new clothes. Nevertheless, he held himself very erect, He replied:-- the cannon, and went _boum! boum!_" was on high than by the one which was below. Without being in the least thereby. These encounters seemed to cause Boulatruelle a lively set foot in the house of either of them in my life." Jean Valjean, bewildered, let her have her own way. And then, without stirring, without even moving her head, she began to in the galleys. As he grew up, he thought that he was outside the pale idea:-- "This is what I call being good: being nice and coming and living here,- wholesome. This flower-girl now offered her blossom to the soul. This considerations, he passed on to Jean Valjean himself. Who was this Jean "Come!" said she, "let us sell what is left." shadow, and Javert of stone, and in that vehicle full of night, whose the first Prince of the Blood Royal while he was still only a Serene At dessert, M. Gillenormand, rising to his feet, with a glass of seem to you that they are resting. The laborer, the harvester, the herself. "How much wages do you want a month?" asked M. Gillenormand. CHAPTER II--PRUDENCE COUNSELLED TO WISDOM. rehabilitated himself. This man had become a just man in the full force the Hundred Days with lightning, and which had for its refrain:-- money. These periodical five francs were a double riddle to Courfeyrac Lafayette says, the most holy of duties, an uprising may be the most teeth; she forgot many things; she thought only of Cosette and of the placed himself in a sort of embrasure which he had reserved for himself, one, who could no longer control his terror, questioned Gavroche, but in The Rue Vaugirard was deserted. public. The town took a great interest in the trial. On the eve of the Then he began to stare into the air again. elephant, and who were the living black spots which we have already front of the Blancs Manteaux, gained the Rue Culture-Sainte-Catherine, His dinner took care of itself. Fever nourishes the sick man, and love The stars had disappeared, heavy clouds filled the horizon with their Beside her, on the floor, wide open, lay a book of the same form as the bottom?--Possibly. Cosette did not know. "Do you permit it?" offends my sight. It humiliates me to think that I am of the same age as his key; the grave-digger stepped out, but had to pay a fine of fifteen are discussing the best investment of your six hundred thousand francs . followed these hints, walking with great strides, and talking to himself stirred up, mounted to the surface. The humiliation of having, in met for "M. Pontmercy's house." For in his own mind, he agreed with the consists in upholding a woman of the town against a citizen, the police This is why you were not crossed off." this name to the hazards of another memory than his own? And flinging away his bit of gun-barrel, and folding his arms, he Maire's expense." And he seized Marius' head, and pressed it with both arms against his He got out of the coffin, and helped Fauchelevent to nail on the lid of sparing the royal personage a sight of it. tribunal from the audience, and was standing in the middle of the hall; post in his garden, and he could be seen over the top of the hedge, suddenly bent down and examined the left wheel. the cross-roads." In our day, these noisy heaps of creatures are yourself, you miserable young child, who were sucking at nurse less his pocket the end of Brujon's rope, which he had detached from the her husband words which were all the more furious because she dared not Saint-Antoine and of the formidable chance which has placed at the very the fortune of an entire city. As far as his personal fortune was Cosette's dreams. an innocent child who was hung up by the armpits in the Place de Grève, the least what they were. Do you still love me? We live in the Rue de "I tell you that I am sure of it, and that I recognized him." of astonishment. Jondrette was pacing up and down the garret with long in the mirror. He affirmed that man becomes magnetic like a needle, and is the object. That is why we cry: Education! science! To teach reading, away his sack of tools, or his back-basket, or his hod. chamber and dressing-room, as we have seen. It was this good woman I have a coat which lacks buttons in front, my shirt is all ragged, my abdication in his joy, he was the grandson of his grandson. He made a mistake and embraced Favourite. Gross natures have this in common with _naïve_ natures, that they billows, it floats, and it reigns. ailing soul. a great tree in the neighborhood fell the German general, Duplat, English Guards mutilated, twenty French battalions, besides the forty two died. One was twenty-five years old, the other twenty-three. This "Let us get some little idea of what these people are like," thought it's all the same to me, come on!" little children, Cosette was rather merry in the evening. It was at this BOOK EIGHTH.--CEMETERIES TAKE THAT WHICH IS COMMITTED THEM "Equally!" exclaimed conventionary G----; "and if the balance must get you again!" "I'll find out to-morrow whether that is true," said the Thénardier; and raining down on the post-chaise of the bridal pair a hail storm of in his wine-shop, they also ate there. Hucheloup had invented a capital shop precipitately, hastily dons his uniform, that is to say, he places "Hey?" said he. windows, there all radiance, all life, all sound, all movement ceased. what to do with it, he continued to address his daughter as _you_ These two children were the same over whom Gavroche had been put to some CHAPTER VI--BETWEEN FOUR PLANKS in Paris an excellent gardener, who is also a holy man, named Fauvent." sparkled; indescribable joy beamed from that melancholy face. "You wish it?" This simple man sufficed for Cosette's thought, the same as the wild it. The nutrition of the plains furnishes the nourishment of men. was homely; Jean Valjean alone said gently: "No indeed! no indeed!" At The stranger inserted his two hands in both his fobs, drew himself up Like certain young men at the beginning of this century and the end of exclaimed:-- solitude, silence, night, I know not what chill which seized hold upon at one blow. Columns were thrown into the streets where there was coldly from both sides. Let us render to chance that which is due Meanwhile, Montparnasse had fallen to thinking:-- hearing suspended?" "He is absent. I am here in his stead." Joly deposited a kiss on Mame Hucheloup's fat, red, wrinkled neck, and And he flung the stone at the lantern, whose broken glass fell with such were not able to suppress it entirely in ideas. To destroy abuses is not sufficient to create consternation. Babet said: "Claquesous is a nocturne for two voices." Claquesous was In a ditch on the boulevard, between Père-Lachaise and the Barrière He turned round. He gazed at her. She was adorably lovely. But what he months, to the great clamor of the dwellers on the riverside, that his first duty was not towards himself. and as bold as fire." life, and, apparently at the stormy epoch of June 18, 1815, Thénardier produce that effect when rubbed against the imagination of cook-shop Dante kneel. It seemed to him that he was floating free in the azure and the novices. In the lesser arm lay the kitchens, the refectory, "He is going to Paris," said the wife. "I don't believe it," said the He demanded in a weak voice:-- plunged into it. Only, as a certain emotion overcame her, she made as general--unconscious of peril? Is there an age, in this class of for the Republic, himself the leader of the insurgents,--all these And he laid his head down on the mat again. woman at the precise moment when they are still combined with all the the same as this Fauchelevent in flesh and blood, sitting so gravely pensive infantry soldiers! O all those charming nurses who, while they However, through his daughter Azelma, who had started on the scent of Succor from Below Many streets were empty at four o'clock in the morning. Cosette started as though the earth had trembled beneath her; she turned he can mount, and there he sets to singing, declaiming, how do I know a whole country rich and honest! Ah! I was a fool! I was absurd! jury; it was evident that the man was lost. internal armor; he who is free is scrupulous; he who votes reigns. Hence "That was what I said to myself." an eclipse? Did he go into a frenzy in order to disguise his weakened CHAPTER I--SOME EXPLANATIONS WITH REGARD TO THE ORIGIN OF GAVROCHE'S he lived there, he took no pleasure anywhere but there; he followed them Such is Paris. The smoke of its roofs forms the ideas of the universe. A "He did not say when." the wind. At one corner of the inn, beside a pool in which a flotilla "There are poorer people than you, la Vargoulême." One single man in the town, in the arrondissement, absolutely escaped everything had languished in the country; now everything lived with at bottom? A revolt of the people against itself. had nothing of the prophet and nothing of the magician about him. This a bed, the floor served instead of tables and chairs. In a corner, on a He sat down beside her and began to think. Little by little, as he gazed are as many different subterranean stages as there are varying works, he has." There is a silence which lies. And my lie, and my fraud and my candlesticks from the chimney-piece in Monseigneur's bed-chamber, and dark. of the wine-shop. His presence produced a sort of commotion in the you. When I received that bullet, I dragged myself here, no one saw me, lacerated with their discipline. Their names, also, had vanished from barricade, walled on three streets, in front on the Rue de la interest in this affair? Is it a criminal case? Are you a witness?" Those of our readers who might be tempted to espy in this interpellation The heroic child replied "You see plainly," he said, "that I am Jean Valjean." "They are some brats that a wig-maker made me a present of." lost. Nothing good can come from them." He fully shared the opinion of another man, who seemed to be dead; that the agent, who was on the watch had been raining all the morning, and was raining pretty briskly at the a movement),--"a brother no longer young"--(a second movement on the fencing-master who says: "Tierce, quarte, break," the printer who says: convey an idea, is a purely local trait which is not reproduced with the branch of the divine right in Louis Philippe as they had attacked its disappear behind it or dominate the barrier and even scale its crest by Since he is a saint, shall I save him? Just the same." "You shall see!" Again he paused; Marius had sprung to his feet with a shudder. Jean out, if the truth must be told. As she swept the staircase, she paused, other; an old gray, tattered blouse, patched on one of the elbows with pronounced _parmentière_, and succeeded therein not at all. The Abbé Everything toils at everything. man a day to disappear, while he would have been devoured in five it! On the boulevard, was it not? It must have been on the boulevard? to breaking? Could he still rise and regain his footing in his the classic and splendid hotels of the Rue de Varennes a couple of paces merino gown. beholds God. He dreams, he feels himself great; he dreams on, and feels him. An artisan was fastening Mother Hucheloup's big straw hat on his consulted, declared that it might take place in February. It was then forms of night, the winged unknowns, the blue passers of the invisible, threshold. Three men were holding a fourth man by the collar. The three hand a little urchin of five, and saying to him: "Shun excess, my son, "But tell me how much you will need for what you have to purchase?" child." pockets. After that they plucked the leaves and put them in their It is a strange thing to what a degree security of conscience confers wearing a round hat. It was the shadow produced by a chimney-pipe of the galleys like?" Then there burst forth on that heap of paving-stones, in that Rue de la The sun was charming; the branches had that soft shivering of May, let loose upon the illustrious usurper the formidable historian, sparing accepted the combat with two Hanoverian companies, one of which was scattered and piled up. A barricade had been begun there and abandoned. to retract if you think you have been mistaken. Rise, prisoner. Brevet, black pall. "It is so solitary here." CHAPTER III--JAVERT SATISFIED cable bridge, might have observed, had he dropped his eyes over the miserable a wretch? All the ideas which Marius had cherished for the When he had any one to dinner, Madame Magloire lighted the two candles The object of this mode of firing was to drive the insurgents from the justice to acknowledge that it was not his fault, but at bottom, he was repeated it. any possibility of having a woman here. And then, what would the doctor brought back from a barricade, Marius dead, then living, Marius gray paper folded in the form of a cartridge, and a card, on which was Moreover, the cat and the dog were her habitual table-companions; poor workingman had constituted himself the tutor of Justice, and she The aunt examined the paper, turned it about in all directions, then put in his face in fury:--"By the hundred thousand Javottes of the devil, prevent their occupying themselves with politics; will you prevent them experienced unutterable impulses to revolt, when he reflected that it He had "recipes" for exterminating from a field, blight, tares, foxtail, simmering. It's time to skim the pot. Forward march, men! Let an impure Madame Thénardier had allowed her husband to have his own way, as was I know all about it." of you; your conscience? No, your boots." As he spoke thus, he did not advance a single step; he hurled at Jean at that moment, was swinging the two children by means of a long cord, nothing to do but retrace his steps quietly. falling rain, and gazing at his two friends. ear uneasily) "and to-morrow morning, you will deliver it at its address little without being aware of the fact. It appeared that a Bohemian, a of the fact in my pocket! I am a soldier of Waterloo, by all the furies! evening with a tin watering-pot painted green. radiant. He felt that his soul was reconciled, and he hoped in God. The degree that he bit him. From time to time, a breath of fresh air reached condottiere of the order of those whom we have just characterized, a nothing to pay. And you will bury your corpse. I'll watch it for you in sleeping. All of a sudden he stooped down, removed his shoes and placed "My friend," he said to the stableman, "is there a wheelwright here?" 49 (return) [_Matelote:_ a culinary preparation of various fishes. abdicated the functions of warden, gave up Saint-Sulpice, sold not a rose this barrier, which made a blind thoroughfare of the street, a shall not take Clusium.' Brennus took Rome. Then he cried: 'Væ victis!' rose in revolt. Everything which had happened to him seemed to him Marius had but a step more to take. crowd, and inspired the passers-by with cheerfulness. sisters were melancholy and he was kind, the child made comparisons and move the grating, and evoked from him this indignant ejaculation: gave thee a willow battledore and a shuttlecock with yellow, blue and researches, he had succeeded in learning many things, and, from the of melted brass and lead, destined to the bullet-mould smoked over a at the mouth of the Grand Sewer. air of saying to them all: "If I only chose!" and of trying to make his thief because he is known to be a convict." called him Bossuet. de Scudéri to Madame Bournon-Malarme, and from Madame de Lafayette to the flesh had been, either royalists, doctrinaires, it matters not what; instinct of mothers and of the populace which changes Josepha into that one cherishes beneath one's breast of bronze something absurd and rascally marauder.] his eyes, but Madame Albertine had relapsed into her immobility. A had laughed, they walked hand in hand, she had no one in the world but CHAPTER XIII--WHAT HE BELIEVED withdrawn a little, and had ceased singing. They were staring at him is God who wills it; I can do nothing against the will of God, and why Jean Valjean took these little trips. the scaffold. For our part, if we were forced to make a choice between Then, immediately regaining his composure, he expressed a whole world of two fearful masterpieces of civil war reared themselves beneath the "It is like their Sieyès! A regicide ending in a senator; for that is fact that the seats were suspended inside it by leather thongs; the rain "Who's that?" bottom. The sewer was the lower world. The idea of exploring these that old gentleman?" He returned home on foot at midnight, in a driving It was thus that, at the beginning of the century, ancient society "That's well." from him, shouting, "Long live Marshal Ney!" Two of Durutte's regiments increasing through intoxication, a giddiness of prosperity which dulls, dismantled regiments at nightfall; the whole English line resuming the was turning over the leaves tranquilly, reading and writing by turns, but not a chevalier; simple, calm, and strong; adored by his family and The Bernardines-Benedictines of this obedience fast all the year perfect health, and said in a loud voice, as he laid the crucifix on the Opposite this house, among the trees of the boulevard, rose a great elm in haste?" Chance having ordained that he should encounter, in a case which he had his own mind with them, and who cherished in his own soul a grave forth in his sovereign attitude. The deformity of triumph overspread meagre income which had survived no one knew how. of the divine Shakespeare which we sold one evening that we might sup! I "Aloud! Say it aloud!" replied Javert; "people are in the habit of "Will you?" began Brujon again. "Why, what's the matter with her?" the administration called the court Saint-Bernard, and which the robbers This name of Brujon is one of the souvenirs of La Force. In that hideous between the trees of the Rue de la Barrière-des-Gobelins which faced "Look at the water jug. It is empty." rarely went out, and he saw no one but the poor people who tapped at his "Well, what?" retorted his wife, "the young lady?" "People don't say 'burn the house down,'" remarked Gavroche, "they say drew up in front of the carters' inn installed in the ancient buildings visage of one damned. And I accept this isolation of hatred, without and had then plunged back again into the immense depths of Paris. Should that moment, blow upon blow and almost simultaneously, the most violent sentence. in advance of their time; the van-guard of the red June butterflies orthodoxy. In the presence of such a soul we feel ourselves in no mood is one of the fatal phases, at once act and entr'acte of that drama irony. In his decline, Napoleon found Wurmser, the younger, again in the pearl in the oyster."_ Thus he shut himself up, he lived there, he BOOK FIRST.--WATERLOO Æschylus, contest its right to existence. There are rough outlines in He hastily relighted his candle. The song died away. It may have lasted a long time. Jean Valjean could "What is that?" demanded Favourite. "Lovely things we will buy spot, an abyss excavated by four months of agony.--Many things had been "Why?" said Marius. time about La Haie-Sainte,--all these stormy incidents passing like the had me under his foot, and who could have avenged himself, and who owed however vigorous, energetic, and desperate Jean Valjean might be. Then, by way of dinner, he tried to sleep. Rue de l'Homme Armé, on the 4th of June, he had deposited it on a round The tavern-keeper shivered with joy. Thus he remained for nearly a minute, without his presence being had been written with one foot in the grave and one finger in heaven. her and promoted her to the rank of lady's maid. white-watered ribbon, which had not yet wholly disappeared from ground floor, which served as a cellar on occasion, which opened on the ripe, the matter is arranged." "It was murmured by all who were there," tenderness, and the mute despair of an elderly, kindly old man who is