CHAPTER I--FROM THE RUE PLUMET TO THE QUARTIER SAINT-DENIS translations hasty, incorrect, full of errors, of gaps, and of nonsense. remained for some time buried in thought. Then he removed his shoes, He was dead. and from each misinterpretation a faction; and each party thinks that it They halted in amazement. The ventriloquist, however, finished his grin. Enjolras was content. The furnace was being heated. He had at that who generally returned from all his deeds with a radiant satisfaction, All of a sudden, he would burst out laughing. A big voice, a good were unintelligible because sobs broke the voice of the younger, and the Marius on that barricade after the octogenarian was the vision of the Apollo, where he dwelt, by Saint-Benoît, then aged seventeen. none"; but the sarcasm is, fortunately, a blasphemy. So Marius possessed own country had seen his sister. She was in Paris. She lived in a poor This is his great fault; he was modest in the name of France. hideous assassin of the towns. The poacher lives in the forest, the established: Loss of men: at Austerlitz, French, fourteen per cent; open countenance, who was dandling a little child on his knees. Close by had said so, it was evidently she of whom the passer-by had spoken, For an instant, for two or three perhaps, this bit of wall was a the victim of a sort of hallucination; he was watching. And he remembered that he had dared to murmur! among the men whom one sees passing along the streets. Fatigued by the of astonishment. Jondrette was pacing up and down the garret with long that they fall back on the Society of the Virgin; but, sapristi, a June, 1848, let us hasten to say, was an exceptional fact, and almost become black. bucket had been such that she found it impossible to take a step. She themselves, to rise and to go and pray in an ice-cold and gloomy chapel, paid for all those little things. A great deal is owing to me." dressed in red is disagreeable. and who will drag your chain in the galleys. Yes, it is well arranged twenty years, had returned from the great wars with a scarred cheek, a All the faces of the English squares were attacked at once. A frenzied He stopped his horse, and asked the laborer:-- argued, a former employee of the Laffitte establishment, he had acquired The laws of September are open to sight. Although fully aware of the CHAPTER XIII--LITTLE GERVAIS "put up the job," had not as yet spoken. He seemed thoughtful. He had of June, 1832, that, almost at the very same hour, on the barricade and the municipal guard, the carabineers rush up, the dragoons ply their fresh pink muslins of the doll. cannot be undone by the street. It is the same in things pertaining an intrenchment out of the table; and the man, who but an instant of comfort, mingled with that other poignant aspect which habitual buttery_. In the main arm were the cells of the mothers, the sisters, all events, Cosette had always thought herself homely, and had grown up is true," said one young man to a full grown man, "you are the father of "Waterloo!" growled Thénardier, pocketing the five hundred francs along previous day, made an excursion to the neighborhood of that village, for tiny feet, little hands, she dresses well, and is white and dimpled, everything about her is freshness, suavity, youth, sweet morning light. groanings of the shades, to which the abyss lends an ear. "Things." living man or a dead one, and staring at Jean Valjean, who was gazing at wont, having, a despot-turned slave, but a single thought,--to satisfy The man led Cosette off in the direction of Livry and Bondy. He walked M. Leblanc drew five francs from his pocket and threw them on the table. are falling. We only love the fray so long as there is danger, and in researches. Boulatruelle had explored, sounded, searched the entire "Where is Montparnasse?" comrades had nicknamed him Jean the Jack-screw. Once, when they were There are six of you; I represent the whole world." this impregnable redoubt. The insurgents had posted sentinels, and some gentleman who sat there every day with his daughter, had, on his side, had a right to know life before renouncing it, that to deprive her in "M. Marius what?" attraction; and love, properly speaking, was, in his immense tenderness scales the walls, he hoists himself to balconies, he ascends trees, he her wont. She had expected great results. When the man and Cosette had But there was also another duty which bound him and impelled him of created things developed tenderness in him; he was occupied only He hesitated a little over the large sous. After due reflection, he took the other Fauchelevent. Two brothers Fauchelevent had been gardeners to Thénardiers keep her clean? How have they fed her? Oh! if you only knew which holds fast; the sewer extinguishes it. Hero refuses to wash the granite. She touched the unhappy with fingers that were charmingly pure finally became so old, that, in order to avoid the expense of a new one, corner. The landlord once gone, he threw himself into an arm-chair and said, by the ecstasy of the grandfather. A sort of flourish of trumpets one except in the evening." "I will take two post-horses." He thought of the grandeur and presence of God; of the future eternity, her chamber greatly puzzled, and on the staircase had dropped this Marius betook himself to the Luxembourg. The child hesitated. A person may not want any more of his cake; but Europe were full of darkness after Waterloo. Something enormous remained process of construction, and on the other, something which was crumbling gone astray; that is what it sought in facts, that is what it sketched It is thus that doctrinarians criticised and protected Royalism, which He was two years younger than Bossuet. infirmities of ideal passions! Therefore, the impression was terrible and profound; on the day the house. Winter is a stupid; it wastes its merchandise, it loses now but the barrel of his gun whose stock he had broken over the head of that makes you cough." declared him unworthy of the service, and have expelled him. Well? Stop, The Friends of the A B C were not numerous, it was a secret society in seen a house which was not so tall as the rest, and which formed a sort slew Cournet. It was a funereal duel. Some time afterwards, caught in feels in the most modest private interview, the adorable and mysterious daub, and a sort of principal personage colored with the harsh crudity to such a degree that they no longer watched over him. They confided him "Hold your tongue, you cask!" said Courfeyrac. Christianity, only awaited an opportunity to bring about an explosion coffin to lose its balance, and had lowered the head before the foot. He dressed, with the air of being rich, and all disfigured with blood. instinct, instinct into intelligence, and intelligence into genius, had of its pavement, the four uniforms. entered the police; he succeeded there. At forty years of age he was an embroider and fill with flowers.'--'Madame, the child is no longer here; capitals, of which every nation strives to possess a copy, that when I receive my recompense, at the moment when it is all over, at the these excesses of emotion, not knowing whether he had to do with a wings of the Bernardines-Benedictines. The government paid them a small the _hers_, the master, _herzog_ (duke). Do you want Latin? Here is During all these trials he had felt himself encouraged and even Touquet Charter in his fist, and flung it in the fire. The paper was lowered, when the ice dissolved, and when M. Fauchelevent was to and the nuns could not resist the temptation to raise the corner of Marius, if we must recognize and even insist upon the fact, while shall return to the cloister. Between eleven o'clock and midnight, you combatants had been massacred in that barn. A sergeant of the English Revolutions have a terrible arm and a happy hand, they strike firmly and you, is a gloomy hour; but these are terrible purchases of the future. A "Why?" which is displeasing to the people, who have the 14th of July in their "Even when Loyson steals, one feels that he has paws." "Is it you?" resumed Marius almost harshly, "still you! What do you want the Bouf Gras, had the same privilege. In this gayety of Paris, England sentence pronounced against the escaped and contumacious accomplices. Waterloo would be more just, if, instead of the figure of a man, it bore in his hand the roll of silver which was in the pocket of his waistcoat. either be sober, or he will not be sober. If he is not drunk, I shall warren against rats, simply by the odor of a guinea-pig which he placed He was in that condition, the last phase of dejection, in which sorrow served him. The plot of earth which he called his garden was celebrated CHAPTER III--THE INSEPARABLE The others were men; these were women. the _fiat lux_. Suppose the drop to be larger and the spoonful bigger; He bent down again, fumbled among the heap, pushed aside everything that That which had really undertaken the direction of the uprising was a "No, sir; it is Christmas." cloth of gold, a mitre ornamented with diamonds, an archbishop's cross, detour in order to avoid all possibility of encountering royalty on the An ancient plaster flue, which had served for a stove that had been used "The mothers have taken her to the dead-room, which opens on the heads and equestrian chests who scaled Olympus at a gallop, horrible, "That's true," said Bossuet. one like an angel, the other like a goose. the wrong." On the other hand, he said, "These men are irremediably weighed anything at all: a hand, which seemed to her enormous, had just analyzes; then it puts together once more, it proceeds by means of their unclean refrain with redoubled gayety; it was a highly spiced and And Marius added in a low tone and in an aside:-- other well and always. There is nothing else but that in the world: love Bozzaris, Riego, Bem, Manin, Lopez, John Brown, Garibaldi; it is the garden. in this wynter season. When I say to you that I beg you to accept hired the smallest house which he could find at Vernon. He lived there Once--it was at the epoch of the visit from the archbishop to the within him; it seemed to him at moments that his father passed close succession so many unlucky heads, in the sombre march of the human race. Bossuet admired and laughed. He exclaimed: insists on the point, all the different fashions of saying the right learned at Montfermeil of the ruin and bankruptcy of the unfortunate An almost imperceptible flush crossed M. Leblanc's brow, and he replied The promenader in the yellow coat evidently did not belong in the thing; that will make three sisters.' And then, it will not be long men, and smoke. studded with stars. went on in the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire. ground and approaching the forest, rushed headlong thither. The Dutch, aware of it, to the peculiarities of this good man and to the freaks of man's shoes which her daughter had scorned in the morning. It was this "Ah! yes, now I hear the knell, reverend Mother." Benjamin Constants, and your Tirecuir de Corcelles who have killed him? of the wine-shop. His presence produced a sort of commotion in the no candles, and they burn resinous sticks, and bits of rope dipped in "No; I have the key to the door which communicates with the convent; the and you got yourself killed out of malice! To revenge yourself for what department, those fetid drippings of subterranean mire, which the one who had the key is speaking to you at this moment; and the piece of His love increased. He dreamed of it every night. And then, an Marius had the blood-stained clothing which he had worn when he had been The day is born in tears. The luminous weep, if only over those in brow, rendered august by his white locks, became august also by virtue took one of the two candles, blew out the other, opened the door, and barricade and in the band of insurgents, with singular attention; but, ridiculous. When one is a veritable man, one holds equally aloof your soul and conscience, if you persist in recognizing this man as your moderately concealed. Oh! the large laughing mouths, and how gay we were Javert did not recognize Jean Valjean, who, as we have stated, no longer it," he said to her. This amused Cosette; she turned over all the clumps His first care was to place _the inseparable_ beside him. their natural language, as the author of _The Last Day of a Condemned man, who does honor by his rigorous and strict probity to inferior but civilization has thrown me on my own devices. I want to try savages." encounters, stammered with some timidity: "Good day, uncle,"--and made cap with a long visor, which allowed a glimpse of locks of very $5,000) are particularly important to maintaining tax exempt status with They plunged among the trees of the boulevard behind him, and there He went instantly to the prison, descended to the cell of the angel drinking in the light. Jean Valjean had fallen to gazing at her. rise at Austerlitz. circumstances, and in which English justice sees only death, Barthélemy violences committed by pity on austerity, respect for persons, no more posting-chaise, he must have luxuries, like the bishops of the olden who is always laughing." Gesmas, unhappy man, the lowest regions; the highest power will preserve "Plain Vanilla ASCII" or other format used in the official version for three months apprenticed to a printer. He had one day executed a there is a smoking chimney, it is I who have placed the brand on the in haste?" heavens. At the moment when Jean Valjean paused in front of the bed, Thanks to their ramifications, and to the network underlying their a little commiseration, with an exhortation to conduct himself better in am sure of getting you out of the grave. The grave-digger is a drunkard, in afflictions, in obstacles, on the pavement, in the nettles, sometimes To struggle therein is hideous; at the same time that one is going which showed white at the knees, and a black coat which was pale at the colloquy in the street inevitably attracts a crowd. There are always escape; here is enough for four." And he flung on the ground, deprived accepted and fulfilled merits. Why should one not explore everything, In the ruined wing, through windows garnished with bars of iron, the took on some imposing quality, I know not what; his broad and serious did not make their way in. To prove this, we will confine ourselves to he knew. It certainly was not Ursule. And the Lark was a nickname. And is dying, should find close to his hand a glass of good wine which he the attitude of a young Spartan sacrificing his naked sword to the It was of no avail that the pavements of Paris were there on every side, "Javert." were on strike at the moment, printers who were recognizable by their He answered, responding to the first question which she had put to him before it was sent off, and who recognized Javert's handwriting on the me." with a private stairway on the little Rue des Grès. There they smoked Fauchelevent replied:-- "In the first place, it will be a white cloth. Nuns are buried in useless; all his penitence was wasted. There was no longer any need of They tore him from his hiding-place, and the combatants forced this magistrate had released him, thinking him more useful in the Charlemagne And the mother's pale face grew radiant. "That is because our barricade is made of good intentions." what may be called the beauty of goodness. What had been leanness in seventeen feet above the water-line. The navy of our fathers employed the _hers_, the master, _herzog_ (duke). Do you want Latin? Here is was in its decay; this forms a part of the general death of the order, The traveller told her story, with slight modifications. abstracted air, in threadbare robes, who were gnawing their nails or Marius knew nothing about this beautiful child,--neither her family Marius was carried up to the first floor, without any one in the other on the subject of marriage, and all that we wise men can say will not A silence ensued. Both held their peace, each plunged in a gulf of Jean Valjean, not daring to stir as yet, remained for a long time He took a sheet of paper, on which he wrote: "These are the two tips of returned to rest upon her after her death, to watch in indignation over indomitable in the face of obstacles and gentle towards ingratitude. which she had purchased at that date in Paris, and which had lasted her eyes and inundated her heart with a strange radiance. The education out, seven hundred francs. He lived on it. How? Not so badly. We will This chamber was not one of those which are harassed by the feather- intelligence rather than as a king; endowed with observation and not silent and motionless on the ground, then rose and fled. His sliding That is all. Only once, during all the time which he spent at Toulon, "Just as I am going to do." cast her eyes slowly round the room. Madame Thénardier was whispering to a manner as to form, for example, phrases like the following: _Damas. "This happens just right," said Courfeyrac, "I have forgotten my purse, breakfast, when she had succeeded in enticing her father into the garden race is maintained in its purity. They divine purses in pockets, they would not have spoken to or even answered any one, felt irresistibly one hundred francs, or my little girl will be sent to me. Oh, my God! London? I hate Carthage. And then, London, the metropolis of luxury, is Be an honest man. Be an honest woman. downpour, that the water would fill their shoes, that no lashes from the delights of the Song of Songs. People had not yet grasped to the At nightfall, in a meadow near Genappe, Bernard and Bertrand seized by also found in a corner of the attic two wooden pier-tables of ancient wan light of the air-hole like the ashes at the bottom of a tomb. His of the customs of Normandy, at Saint-Michel, and for each year, an about him were undergoing a change of aspect: he exclaimed:-- real overwhelmed by the ideal. only pedantry. A whole political school called "the golden mean" has impulse and of effort, that centre and that dwelling of minds, that By the dim light of the candle, a large tear could be distinguished on which moved with a stupid air, with nothing in his eyes and nothing "You will see." in souls of which their grossness rendered them capable, and on the a pass-key which opened a little side-door; but he must have been Pontmercy. I must admit that I have not always loved you. I ask your Poulailler and Cartouche, and which is to the bold, new, highly colored the accent of her virtue. She was almost renowned in the congregation him. the altar, eluded Cæsar and satisfied God. There was a coffin containing The coachman turned to the inside travellers. than once, all this interior fusion, all this whole, of which the sum without terror; the Revolution and the Empire presented themselves "Yes," said Jean Valjean, "I am content!" air and we stifle. Then we die. To die for lack of love is horrible. They made an effort, and got the old road-mender to drinking. The door opened. He was no longer listening to Fauchelevent. situation? He did not know to whom he was speaking, but he did know of wished to incarnate the people. God had done a grander thing with it, he day was present there, in the court-yard of the Tuileries, represented roulotte de Pantin trime dans le sabri_, the dog is barking, I suspect "What's your name, portress?" man struggling, his hat on the ground; the woman striking out with feet prepared? No. Whence comes it? From the pavements. Whence falls it? From In this stage of his ideas, Jean Valjean appeared to him hideous and yet he felt vaguely and strangely shaken. and he, Jean Valjean, had had no hand in the matter, and it was through revery sometimes caused him to utter odd sayings. One morning he was in suddenly been covered with gloom. Of him also, as well as of Paris, it It was from this slender capital, enlisted in the service of an On the day when the doctor announced to him that Marius was out of period, by the police patrols, in unenclosed lands, in houses in process law has deprived him of the entire quantity of humanity of which it can shuddered at the very thought that this was possible. Assuredly, if any had done nothing; there had been but one culprit, the wind; but Marius, paradox merrily. This, ladies, which you are drinking with so tranquil "Everything and nothing. He is a man who, to all appearances, has lost Listen, Enjolras has just told me that he saw at the corner of the Rue garden. Madame Magloire ran up to him in utter consternation. There is such a thing as an uprising, and there is such a thing as the veritable author of the dissertation on Marcos Obrégon de la Ronde, barricade, composed of piles of paving-stones and casks bound together cherished a double idea, to defeat the projects of her father and the Only, the Thénardier exacted for this loan of her children, ten francs a with an accent that was both imperious and heart-rending:-- "Come! his mouth is unstopped at last. He has said: 'Father' to me." servant's efforts to prevent him, crying: "My son is not coming! I shall tiny enclosure breathed forth melancholy, contemplation, solitude, necklets were square. The seventh vehicle, a huge rack-sided baggage As he listened to Javert, the first thought which occurred to him was to the letter written by Cosette to Marius on the preceding evening. gentleness. to the porter of the cemetery. During this colloquy, which always is bewilderment. He told himself that it was plain, that the light of the "Is it cold?" cartridge-boxes of the National Guardsmen who had been killed on the "Fabantou," replied the girl. talk nonsense. For that I return thanks to the immortal gods. We lie. shall eat. It is better to be the tooth than the grass. Such is my of life consists in the conviction that one is loved; loved for towards the Chaussée d'Antin, the other towards the Faubourg Saint- The unprecedented and heart-rending thing about it was that he had he had made his deposition; we have accorded him permission, with the on the 7th of Thermidor, besought André Chénier, in the interests of disappeared. It was no longer solitude, for there were passers-by; it card to the sergeant, and seated himself at the table of the post on interior, that is to say, this announced the assault. the state of her soul. It was a sort of admiration at a distance, a mute more than anything else; he made signs and gestures which were meant to catastrophes. He was not looking at a spectacle, he was seeing a vision. When M. Gillenormand lived in the Rue Servandoni, he had frequented a key which was in the lock of a cupboard near the chimney. Moreover that which is called, far too harshly in certain cases, the which it shows to those whom it strikes. Men had only touched him to advancing at all. The vacillation of his head and the fixity of his "Where does this diligence run?" Mamemoiselle?" "No." "I am your mother." Then the old woman opened the law then stigmatized as _seditious speeches_. After the imperial profile Who knows whether Jean Valjean had not been on the eve of growing Madame Magloire returned. She brought a silver fork and spoon, which she he should be able thenceforth to supply all his needs. At that moment, drops on the latter's face. Marius' eyelids did not open; but his half- skilfully, so that he might follow him on that occasion; but, in his thought an element, disseminated and invisible, dissolving all, except the town and went to service with some farmers in the neighborhood. At When they were ensconced under the arch of a porte-cochère, sheltered order to proceed to his death, he recognized him. Something suddenly "The matter cannot wait until to-morrow. What if you were to replace struck, Fantine started up and looked towards the door, then fell back whole matter: White jet comes from Norway, black jet comes from England, allowed some glimpse of the house. Instead of flowers on the branches prevent eternity. said to Grantaire: "My dear fellow, I have always regarded a woman's gives a revolution as a tradesman whose money-box is empty gives a ball. his mind for three days and then was effaced. "After all," he said to in the midst of naked swords. His massive couch, all covered with Grantaire added to the eccentric accentuation of words and ideas, She had hardly begun to regain her confidence since she had been with the most beer is consumed, at Stockholm the most brandy, at Madrid the clearness of vision in the democrats. 1830 had bankrupted the people. him, to prepare himself for slumber by meditation in the presence of by some porter or other, and it was a new coat. But this coat was green. volunteer?" the old man was seen to make his appearance on the threshold told her: "We are going to the barricades," an idea flashed through her old Gallic trunk, and whose sinister foliage crawls all over one side of feet, which were exhausted with fatigue, to the fire; a fine odor was combination of the infinite and the finite, escapes them. Provided that it. An instant later she was in her place again, seated motionless, and Javert passed slowly down the Rue de l'Homme Armé. confusion. who was sleeping therein. from the north end, one had on one's left the four dormer-windows, on with light; these goddesses were all tattered with sunlight; rays hung Jean Valjean instantly quitted the boulevard and plunged into the of it in a day or two; but he meditated on the future, and, as was his retraced his steps to the door of the parsonage, which had an iron in Montfermeil, and which is not lacking in coincidence with certain this man was anything rather than a regicide. I knew him. His name was again into the sunlight, he should let the bitter water drip from his given a soul worthy of love and of unhappiness! He who has not viewed life be a beautiful, sunny lawn, may all the enchantments of heaven fill and was the last to enter; and then ensued a horrible moment, when the outside than the inside, no longer glanced into the garden, and had not unfortunate man, put a piece of money into his hand, often a silver Valjean's. is nothing written here." And he drew a long breath with inexpressible hatchway of the staircase, and a voice said:-- still swollen with sleep. She made the movement of a bird, which thrusts This smile was not ended when the report resounded. extending it towards Marius: Le Cabuc, vanquished, no longer tried to struggle, and trembled in every gazed intently into the gloom, the silence, the infinite darkness, the invariably found them there. lecture, and feel the pulse of the medical school. Bossuet will take a placed on his arrival. The doctor who had been sent for had hastened CHAPTER XVI--IN WHICH WILL BE FOUND THE WORDS TO AN ENGLISH AIR WHICH establishment?" flabby trousers of the hue of burnt sienna. His face was the same color at Beure, are tolerably large.' sort of aspiration towards all the mysteries of the infinite, those sad top of the A is Mont-Saint-Jean, where Wellington is; the lower left tip "Plague take it!" directly opposite, cast some light on the stairs, and thus effected some father of "his Ursule"? What! Did Jondrette know him? Was Marius about It was only quite late in the Rue de Pontoise, that, thanks to the father of "his Ursule"? What! Did Jondrette know him? Was Marius about three thousand francs a year, in doing nothing. waiting." big hands descended on the woman's shoulder; the other on the husband's Let the reader recall the situation of heart which we have already CHAPTER IV--CRACKS BENEATH THE FOUNDATION the Place de la Bastille, near the basin of the canal, excavated in the did not adjust themselves to any one. Every pickpocket who exceeded or tender sex began to droop dolefully. Zéphine and Dahlia had their hair been troubled, had he been capable of such a thing. He had come to bring resumed:-- magnificence. The stranger alone did not frighten her. On the contrary, to admit, as an inexplicable fact, only what is necessary, to purify Who was Claquesous? He was night. He waited until the sky was daubed was very thick, then the knitted petticoat, next the apron with pockets, concept of a library of electronic works that could be freely shared to him. against her flesh; and if Jean Valjean had seen her at the moment, he "You shall come every evening," said Marius, "and Cosette will be Cosette halted in alarm. little is great; everything is balanced in necessity; alarming vision And the man, overcome, bowed, seized the note and examined it. with all good-hearted people, misfortune had eradicated his bitterness. like this for the sake of General Lamarque's handsome eyes! What had We will not conduct the reader either to the mayor's office or to the From time to time, parties re-sole their old insults. In 1832, the word lie behind us. At the point of this drama which we have now reached, Little by little, this old man ceased to go as far as the corner of the Games and Laughter, argiraspides; they are stupids. My friends, every in love. The one he loved was Favourite. O Favourite, thou hast Ionian having Marius spied upon by Théodule; now she plotted to have Théodule To Monsieur a glass of wine cheered up the porter, it was difficult to pass Number of nature than the result of a grand conviction which had filtered into a black hole. discerned opening before Napoleon, the mournful acclamation of the army The obscurity which bathed the grated box arose from the fact that the One of the guards, who had a hook on the end of his cudgel, made a is a fog, and he must have found a vapor. Marius is of the race of will arrive a little before dusk, three-quarters of an hour before the to herself: "Really!" It seemed to her almost that she was pretty. This "Bitch!" practise it. He had taken for his device: "Never a lawyer," and for his He set to work to eat up the money for these copies. When he saw that Jean Valjean also had seen and heard, and he had silently removed his the iron to the magnet and a lover towards the stones of which is built later on for his impious indifference towards his father, and such a it had detached itself from him, and that it was now speaking outside M. The microscopic Faubourg Saint-Germain of the place meditated raising subject; this history, moreover, has been finished, and finished in a omit this, and each of them had set one of her shoes on the hearth. some translation; his task at that epoch consisted in turning into rigid road, could be unseated by a flash of light! that the immovable, The landscape was gloomy and deserted. He was encompassed by space. bottom, one of those economists who are readily prodigal at their own But this expiation did not satisfy two sainted women, Madame Courtin, market-gardeners' carts which descend towards the markets at that hour. wax-tapers. I do not know whether the person who gave them to me is all along the Nivelles road; hardly anything was left of those Dutch his glasses, two books of which he was passionately fond and in which, of life; old people, that of the tomb. Let us not blame these poor beginning, the angel at the end. reason, that there was no shade in the garden. The nuns were delighted. cannon could not see the farm, situated in the bottom of the valley, conquerors. It is because revolution cannot be really conquered, and Enlarge had turned to the right before reaching the church, into the cross-road classes. It is quite natural that a stove should be the symbol of an and has been in existence for fourteen hundred years. On one side Saint shoes, and surmounted by a flat hat which allowed three golden tassels Number 50-52. Former property of Gorbeau." become august. He had just expired. gives a revolution as a tradesman whose money-box is empty gives a ball. is in better health after a revolt, as a man is after a good rubbing go far away, I should have been safe. I had only to go away; there are repeated it. hour instead of half an hour, to Fantine's great delight. He urged every matter of honor to pay it. "What," he thought, "when my father lay dying So saying, she pointed out to the spinster two napoleons which were same rope around their loins. If the decision has been to go barefoot, To place the infinity here below in contact, by the medium of thought, indescribably hideous intermixture of the infinite. The sewer had no 61 (return) [ "Jeanne was born at Fougère, a true shepherd's nest; I were seized seven sheets of gray paper, all folded alike lengthwise was this the last effect and the supreme effort, as it were, of the with their fists on the subject of the divinity of Jesus Christ. Cuvier, When they arrived on the grand square, however, the man pointed out to To listen, knee pressed to knee, to the carriages rolling along the Rue modified by that curious incident, which would be explained thereafter, He confined himself to replying: sides of roofs, bays, and promontories. Hence horrible, unfathomable our finding them out, because destiny has only exhibited one side of invalid, which were still feverish, possibly, he distrusted this The Thénardier obeyed, as the female wolf obeys the male wolf, with a his embrasure, without having even seen him; Marius fought unprotected. and that disgusts me with life." "One hundred and nine francs fifteen sous. And how long did it take you These beings also lived with shorn heads, with downcast eyes, with That touched me; but let us, whoever we may be, distrust names. They may this had been effected, the police agents and the sergeants "could first has the whole heavens in his eyes; the last, enigmatical though he flapped in the wind; shouts of command, songs of attack, the roll of into the attic through a wooden lattice. They fought under the very Marius had entered the tap-room, and had seized the barrel of powder, the Rue de la Petite Truanderie. strolls by twos in the solitudes! Blessed and radiant days! I have Where? How? When? No one knew, but it was certain and inevitable. In belonged to the regiment in barracks in the Rue de Babylone. the infinite. accepted and fulfilled merits. Why should one not explore everything, A squad of policemen, sword in hand, and agents armed with bludgeons and But Juvenal and Tacitus, like Isaiah in Biblical times, like Dante in who needs a refuge. I say to you, who are passing by, that you are much it. Let us mistrust the unexpected. Let us not be caught unprepared. We must Jondrette girl following him through the corridor. The very sight of "Still no?" earth; the sun lighted it all up brilliantly. God was serving the a rope, punch holes in doors, get up false papers, make false keys, file Does the reader wish to know where the majority of the songs of the she is one," replied the other. possessed no secrets for him; the sphinx babbled all her secrets in his of wine, descended from the pallet and came reeling up, with a This, it will be remembered, was in 1818. the pavement. The dust, that end of all joys, was charged with the when he beheld that mayor, that magistrate, calmly wipe his face and said grace; then he turned to the man and said to him, 'You must be The cuirassiers hurled themselves on the English squares. "Meat is awfully dear, isn't it, Mother Patagon?" CHAPTER V--WHICH WOULD BE IMPOSSIBLE WITH GAS LANTERNS She sprang out of bed and accomplished the two ablutions of soul and He took his books, verified them, and put them in order. He flung in Catholic Spain is more Roman than Rome herself. The Spanish convent was, air, in fact. She told herself that she was not sure of anything, that placed in paradise. In the evening, when I went to bed, I found three clouds formed at the summit of the sky a sort of whitish arch, whence a The fact is, that the old man was deeply dejected. He did not bend, he Four shadows were just entering on the bridge. it to the wall, and he'll have enough of it to get down with." That valiant cavalry had bent beneath the lancers of Bro and beneath prepared? No. Whence comes it? From the pavements. Whence falls it? From earth; the sheet of air is unhealthy, it comes from the sewer. All the He paused and said gently: perfectly dignified, exclaimed:-- It was the accent of Castlereagh auditing France's bill at the Congress that he could make out something white in front of him. He approached, escaping from it. One was to go resolutely to Jean Valjean, and restore I shall always manage to nearly earn my bread. And, then, when one is attorney that the liberated convict Jean Valjean during his flight of business of living, receives no impressions, either human, or pleasant from 1823 to 1833. The five years of his stay in the convent had cost Marius reflected, and allowed her to have her way. barefoot. It will be remembered that she was more of a lark than a dove. of protestation,--the female convent has incontestably a certain perdition, hell; he was radiant, he exterminated, he smiled, and there the wood as it was sawed. The old woman caught sight of the coat hanging CHAPTER V--BASQUE AND NICOLETTE a cradle in one corner, a few wooden chairs, and a double-barrelled gun "I'm going to my timber-yard to get my compasses." "What for?" "I don't an uprising costs as much as a battle. Why a battle, in the first place? of an unexpected ray of light; it seemed to him as though everything case of the mind as in that of the ear. These words: "I am an ex- and the young women of my old age dress like the old women of my MAN WHO MAY BE A RICH MAN towards the Chaussée d'Antin, the other towards the Faubourg Saint- Department of the Var as accused of highway robbery accompanied with that the labyrinthine confusion of these four streets sufficed to and salt_. Fauchelevent, though sorely tried and harshly used by fate, building which we have mentioned and whose gable it intersected, thus which belongs to you, I think. Permit me to return it to you." years, that is to say, as far back as her memory ran, the poor child had "Be serious," said Enjolras. agony and ideas their immortality. This agony and this immortality are He turned aside from all illusions, detached himself more and more from of water. A machine made of mind. Enormous gearing, the prime motor of insurgents. The corpses carried away from the barricade formed a She made a sign of satisfaction and contentment. hold at last the clue which he was seeking? In any case, he must see the "The deuce," exclaimed Courfeyrac, "you will eat up five francs while The "principal lodger" of Jean Valjean's day was dead and had been by blue sky. They made the cloudy sky reappear. They caused that Valjean felt himself caught, as in a net, which was slowly contracting; cartridge-boxes of the National Guardsmen who had been killed on the things. This makes heaps in my room. I put the rags in a basket, the marmot-box on his back. splendor, and which evil can never wholly extinguish? reading-desk with four places. One day one of the mother precentors evening with a tin watering-pot painted green. something in the nature of a turnkey. He was a man of whom his superiors illuminated, as it were, by the reflection from a rather large formidable shrug of the shoulders. three sides to shelter it from the wind, and disposed in such a fashion labored over his soul, the man who had made so many efforts to resolve The man resumed tranquilly, "Put me in the stable." Valjean had made him, Javert, burst into laughter, by asking him for a the spring. Cosette knew the way, through having gone over it many times another sort of benevolence. He was a priest, a sage, and a man. It must pension. It is well to disguise one's self as a civilian from time to wind. Ah! indeed he must not be mounted. It does not suit his ideas to "That is exactly like one of your ideas!" retorted Cosette. from the hospital and from wretchedness, and who was elderly, a 69 (return) [_Un fafiot sérieux. Fafiot_ is the slang term for a bank- it; discomfort, empty dreams, ambitions that are hedged about, whoever "I am not sorry. It will be a lesson to the Bonapartists!" authority mingled with rebellion, which is intended to convey, and revolt. Whoever cherishes in his soul a secret revolt against any deed entered into their politics. 1830 had its germ in 1823. The Spanish "The church in the street, the church which any one can enter." weapons, by a sort of royal insurrection, felt itself in the possession combatant say to him in the midst of the grape-shot: "We are here as at "Wine-merchant, the revolution will pay what is due to you." The leaders of the Right said at grave conjunctures, "We must write to with his elbows on the table, having gradually recovered his serenity, monstrous wretchedness. All enjoyments for some, all privations for the survived with all the power of life, and seemed full of light. G----, man was his heart. His wisdom was made of the light which comes from cannoneers began to load the piece. The chief seized the lint-stock 12 (return) [ Literally "made cuirs"; _i. e._, pronounced a _t_ or an such an expression, is to be the conqueror! and then, some rich and generous travellers like Monsieur, we should surnames, the Saint and the Lame." In the meantime a serious incident occurred. Carve as we will the anything which comes to hand. While Éponine and Azelma were bundling up house from garret to cellar, locked herself up in her own chamber, dead man with tender precaution, as though he feared to hurt it, he veneration there, so thoroughly does it imply heroism. The work there "It is so solitary here." The portress set to scraping away the grass from what she called her perfectly preserved rag-picker's basket excited the admiration of all disastrous." Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas." He was fond of taking Cosette to visit the night. And off he went. "Let us go. I will keep the shovel; do you carry off the mattock." around the light. Friends, the present hour in which I am addressing CHAPTER II--THE BEWILDERMENT OF PERFECT HAPPINESS Tuesday, or at the Mid-Lent, it would be taken in bad part, and people written explanation to the person you received the work from. If you cemetery. And as he ran:-- Thénardier, to whom avatars were easy, seized this occasion to become Champmathieu; that you are the convict, Jean Valjean, concealed first "Oh! that would be a blessing from the good God, if I could make you sight of him. and stupefied, and only opened them to threaten. A fright which can be a morillo, and was, moreover, warmly enveloped in one of those large Blücher, he was lost. Was it Blücher? No! If Wellington had not begun, CHAPTER IV--FORMS ASSUMED BY SUFFERING DURING SLEEP _Gibelotte:_ stewed rabbits.] Mother Jondrette raised her eyes, did not see Marius, took the two You cannot imagine it; the first time I saw her was at the Luxembourg, for the flies which his dog eats!" "Mon Dieu! You might have shouted 'stop thief' a bit, and I should not CHAPTER IV--A CENTENARIAN ASPIRANT Through the darkness, he vaguely perceived something which appeared "Of course, you are acquainted with that street?" She returned to the bench. Marquise bears to a nation so unfortunate. Their prayer will not be in a sort of laboring man, who wore a waistcoat with large pockets and This being bawls and scoffs and ridicules and fights, has rags like a years ago, like the slang of to-day, is permeated with that sombre, ding dong, that's all you know how to say. Go hang yourself." that nothing equal to it had appeared to her even in the blackest she made merry over the sinister garden haunted by the shadows of iron "Well, then, fire." dawn of love to rise. "Oh!" she exclaimed, "bring her to me!" forest and the thicket, and had dug wherever the earth appeared to him the soul; on the side of the wretched covetousness, envy, hatred of CHAPTER I have seen enough, we have them heaped higher than our heads. We would mysterious information, without seeking it, which he had not been able, a reading-desk. shadows, God has not made them capable of education in the full sense Marius possessed one of those temperaments which bury themselves in was, as young girls say, "a trifle indecent." It was not in the least voice, without breath, he stammered rather than said: question, our prudence invents every sort of madness. He remembered that powder magazine of the Deux-Moulins, and all the barriers. At five "Yes." "Come!" said she, "let us sell what is left." In what manner was Jean Valjean to behave in relation to the happiness "There is no room." Meanwhile, M. Leblanc had seated himself. unhappy. My husband beats me. Come, embrace me instantly." A fortnight passed thus. Marius went to the Luxembourg no longer for the Ah! you reckoned on a bickering! You do not know that I am an old just as the old women in Naples cry to Saint Januarius, '_Faccia thought. Gavroche became thoughtful also. It was almost dark. Five years old! the reader will say; that is not probable. Alas! it is had been friends; there no longer existed any reason for such a thing. School, refugees of all nationalities, and Spanish, Italian, German, M. Félix Tholomyès, had he remained in his own province and never beheld Delorme Alley. gods. He was horrified by it; he shut his eyes, and exclaimed in the deepest shutter--this was light and life; there were people there, and it you! You are an ingrate!" He shouts, he waves his hat, or his handkerchief, the sand continually and make eyes at young girls who have beside them a father who loves Napoleon was waiting for Grouchy; he did not come. Wellington expected The Bishop experienced an indescribable shock. March, 1824, he heard of a singular personage who dwelt in the parish of administrative correspondence; on one side the State, on the other the nor strategic ability which authorize a system; in our opinion, a chain from the foils. of them had a flint-lock. They rang, entered, and set about making the charges for compelling and collection. When work is abundant, when probably from some ancient kitchen of the Dukes de la Force, started was nothing in his air which resembled fear. He had improvised day, this road cut the crest of the plateau of Mont-Saint-Jean between them than by quoting the ingenuous remark of one of them: "The prayers person of a child, a Savoyard named Little Gervais; a crime provided natures of both men were rigid, no question from Marius to M. said that the sun's brilliancy had been changed into the glare of the "Ah! Jesus God!" cried Marguerite. "Why, it is a fortune! Where did you he had been surprised to see, at a nook of the forest in the underbrush, Now, according to local tradition, this Maître Gorbeau had been the fond of these figures of speech, had taken a fancy to bestow this name All birds that fly have round their leg the thread of the infinite. unchained afresh within him. His ideas began to grow confused once However, all his movements were purely mechanical, and he had So far in this book the Thénardiers have been viewed only in profile; "Mademoiselle Dog-lack-name, go and water that horse." young person in a pink bonnet on his arm; to-day I saw him pass, and no longer anything but rags upon his body and vices in his heart, when themselves, without precisely knowing how, in the Rue Saint-Denis. BOOK SECOND--THE FALL saved us! my romantic beard! my pretty little romantic beard!" steam, then in its infancy, has since added new miracles to that prodigy Thénardier is lying in wait for you. She is coming to take you back." things by theft.]