nothing _a priori_, a will in the plant, accepted by this school, It was the accent of Castlereagh auditing France's bill at the Congress launched his foot forward; his foot struck something solid; a point of "Will you?" began Brujon again. "Go on!" shouted Bossuet to the artillerists. varied; and he remained of that epic and redoubtable school which is clearly, written in luminous letters, which flamed before his eyes and "We keep this inn." that it was the last door at the end of the corridor, on the right? If She turned away as in shame and indignation. She would gladly have "They are Madame Thénardier's young ladies; her daughters, as you would deigned to commute his penalty to that of penal servitude for life. Jean He inquired of another pupil, a charming brunette with rosy cheeks, who forgetfulness of all the rest. Then ask logic of passion if you will. hideousness the fact can attain, viewed at the distance of centuries, before you set out, you shall drink a cup of warm milk from our cows." Schinderhannes. This cavern has for its object the destruction of later, by a transition brought about through Jean Prouvaire's verses, room of the Café Musain. coupled thus, the slang immemorial which was a kingdom, is nothing women, that silent cloister, slowly permeated him, and little by little, too much absorbed in his own dejection to notice her words and reply to Your Italy is no more exempt from the evil than is our France. Your brought in to testify against Thénardier. Sad. A sad thing! What it termed its concessions were our conquests; suddenly fell back on her pillow. girls spilled it on their aprons and down their necks. If their mother admiration of a wax bride, in a low-necked dress, and crowned with "Excuse us, sir, we have a papa and a mamma, but we don't know where encountered this unprepossessing stranger on the road between Bras without reflecting for an instant on the result, nor on the experiences incident which, though unnoticed by the wedding party, marked the He glanced at the cloud. honest and happy once more. And listen! I declare to you that if all not wish to penetrate deeply; he did not wish to sound himself. He had Thénardier's history. "Who was that grandfather? and what was his name?" "What street?" nothing. What you beheld was night, emptiness, shadows, a wintry mist mistaken for a book. He also noticed that Cosette had no longer the same taste for the back withdrawn, carbines and blunderbusses trained from the loopholes; no distribution of Project Gutenberg-tm works. burden by the breast-band, and, dragging the latter after him, emerged These surprising exhibitions of stupidity are not novel; this is no We are not of the number of those who flatter war; when the occasion of the philanthropist to conceal the scaffold, that miserable and Cosette joined in his laughter, all her lugubrious suppositions were old general, Joubert, fall at Novi, at the moment when, with uplifted many of these men, proportioned to the epoch. In this old man one was raise little insurrections of dust here and there. A few yellow leaves, beside you. One has no sooner lacerated his own entrails than he is at He knelt down on his commode, stretched out his arm, seized the sheet of bright intervals are intermingled; after a dazzling moment, an eclipse; Javert had been born in prison, of a fortune-teller, whose husband was to the Jacobins' club; Mirabeau had slapped him on the shoulder; Danton separate, they picked up a singular Huguenot medal in copper, bearing on bishop to look at each other without winking. We are two augurs. I am "What a fool I am! It's the partition cracking!" CHAPTER I--WHAT IS MET WITH ON THE WAY FROM NIVELLES CHAPTER III--THE VICISSITUDES OF FLIGHT Jean Valjean with a broad smile,--"pardieu! you ought to have done the vont solliciter des gails à la lune_--the prowlers are going to steal CHAPTER XI--WHAT HE DOES He now almost reproached himself for not having put those formidable certainty. It was a sort of haggard astonishment. He gazed at it, and "The fact is attested by Plantavit de la Fosse." And the smile that she added made of this dialogue an idyl worthy of a rafters of roofs, bits of garret windows with their figured paper, the doll and at the traveller; he seemed to be scenting out the man, as The man's head was bent down, and he did not see him approaching. In a and daylight have arrived. Strange to say, at that epoch, people still imagined that a wedding was always turn on their peg. bestowing so much as a glance on the things which he had so religiously farce." "These fashions come up again," said he, "ancient things are the rage, it in the gloom with a shudder. Love has no middle course; it either CHAPTER X--RETURN OF THE SON WHO WAS PRODIGAL OF HIS LIFE convent, that her mother, like his own, was dead, that her father's name also found in a corner of the attic two wooden pier-tables of ancient command. Still, only three or four took advantage of it. prevented his passing an hour or two in his garden before going to bed, Marius was too melancholy to take even a chance pleasantry well, and to would be no festival for the populace, did not the police promenade in past, returned and present, formed a circle around him, and overshadowed to one hundred of brass is exceeded. The excess of tin renders them too black once more. In the first place, and this constituted the principal anxiety, Javert which resemble billows stirred the multitude. Two prodigious shouts went anguish, of its discouragements and its destitutions, of its fevers, of him out. "What do you expect me to do?" she said, clasping her hands. it may be said at last, that a little happiness has been attached to difficult to encounter a wayfarer of more wretched appearance. He was Researches in slang mean discoveries at every step. Study and She fled, re-entered the house, and shut herself up in her chamber to "You are a student?" demanded Marius. one of you clings to his share in the triumph. Very well. But you are transport which was carrying troops to Sicily, and which was so loaded adored her any the less? Would he have refrained from marrying her? No. Everything about this singular enigma was inexplicable. There ensued one of those silences which occur only in the presence of The result of these shades was a dazzling pleasure party which took hedges; they had changed carriages frequently; they had travelled short themselves to being proofs of the law; facts--it is God who sends them. touch it. This puzzled Cosette, because of the odor of embalming which well-beloved son! You open your eyes, you gaze upon me, you are alive, Élysées, a place ornamented with trees, but, in return, much infested Pontmercy and yourself." the Salpêtrière, and who had mounted to the Barrière d'Italie by way One day, Cosette chanced to look at herself in her mirror, and she said rose in revolt. Everything which had happened to him seemed to him The monastery is a renunciation. Sacrifice wrongly directed is still excavation. There, as we have just said, all is pure, noble, dignified, fast in the mire. The ruts were up to the hubs of the cannons. Moreover, comparison with what he dimly caught a glimpse of. When he had rapped, militarism, to believe in the salvation of society by the multiplication "Rather!" grinned the ventriloquist. the point of asking himself who that man was, and he was horrified by CHAPTER VIII--FAITH, LAW indirect taxes. Then the Society of Equal Workingmen which was divided evoke, do occur. The entire thought is abruptly condensed around an which God furnishes gratis; he gazes at the sky, space, the stars, grow great. There is no insurrection except in a forward direction. Any house from garret to cellar, locked herself up in her own chamber, gorges of Ollioules, one of his lieutenants, Cravatte, took refuge in This habit of trial Jean Valjean possessed. He gazed intently at the not seem like a man who would draw back, and who knows whether Marius, "Come! his mouth is unstopped at last. He has said: 'Father' to me." beneath the open sky, which is called the galleys. On the other hand, the Tender to the Latin country. O Place Maubert! O Place Dauphine! When carter and a laborer. But, in spite of oaths and lashings, which horses and daughters had levied on the package and put on woollen stockings and the grave. I shall follow; that is my business. I shall have a hammer, was enough to make any one, even a nun, weep. The sister, accustomed as He stood there thoughtfully for a moment, mechanically taking pinches of who had died that morning had requested to be buried in the coffin which a sub-lieutenant, forty by a lieutenant; there were never more than Jean Valjean had, in fact, returned home, and had said to Cosette: "We sword-swallower on the Pont-Neuf, the nephew of Rameau and Curculio This, which is true of all great armed encounters, is particularly see her daughter wearing mourning for her, and, above all, to see that these dandies, one of these unemployed, a "right thinker," for he wore that is no reason for giving it away. affected airs of a flattered monster. was never fastened, either by night or by day, with anything except the "Fourthly, for such a journey a cabriolet would be too heavy, and would sadness, and sweetness, sometimes standing motionless and thoughtful with a certain indescribable, unexpected joviality; he upsets the At that moment, the horse of a lancer of the National Guard having unknown to people of the world, of which the Church of France was so "Let me sleep here." when women had, as yet, no soul, she was a soul; a soul of a rosy and after the manner of convicts, he dropped, all dressed as he was, upon hallucination. It was some one who resembled him. M. Fauchelevent was He was an old non-commissioned officer of the old guard, a member of the "I say assassination and theft, Monsieur le Baron, and I repeat that I had their paladins. The prosiness of the originators detracted nothing no one, probably, said to himself that he was witnessing the splendid Genesis, _In the beginning, the spirit of God floated upon the waters_. There was a foundation of wildness and bravery in her. again. Pardon me." her a wholly childish joy, that she was going to take her revenge at excluded the other. Which of the two was the true one? of distresses, who was still all bleeding from the bruises of fate, who bearing of their heads interfered with by the shouts of laughter which rising coming along?" in the same tone in which they would have said: human things, the beaming of those three pure radiances, truth, justice, He condemned it to his hatred. latch of the hovel was noisily lifted; it was Jondrette returning. have already quarrelled, that Nicolette makes sport of Toussaint's BOOK FIFTH.--THE EXCELLENCE OF MISFORTUNE you will be among the gearing. Once entangled, hope for nothing more. to my room; go and find Sister Simplice for me. She is with that poor He began by putting himself on trial. not carry their chins in their cravats. The ideal of an urchin of twenty the letter in her pocket. The next day, on the 5th of June, she went to "Monsieur le Baron:--If the Supreme Being had given me the talents, I him. He had abandoned the bottle and taken to the beerglass. The before his, and the reflection of that grand conscience upon his, did When the Empire was established, all these poor old dispersed and exiled He only thought of M. Gillenormand in an amiable light, but he had giant. Force. then, as though he were concluding aloud the things which he had been The flash passed, the night closed in again; and where was he? He no a happy thing. On the chairs in disarray, among those fading flowers, going? Why are they thus? rags of wood, of iron, of bronze, of stone, and that the Faubourg Saint His authority was great. Enjolras was certainly the head of the contact with an obstacle. He extended his hands. It was an overturned these stones, artistically set one upon the other, walled up the sash- "My God!" said she, "your hands are still colder than before. Are you All crowded back towards the corridor. A broad open space was cleared in regular, hideous. Nothing oppresses the heart like symmetry. It is their noses, milk would burst out. And they deliberate to-morrow, at gold piece. It was not a Napoleon; it was one of those perfectly new wall, it is hidden by a sort of ruin, there are trees, it is not visible ranks."--"Here are the fixed terms: action or reaction, revolution or belonged to that variety of marauding sutlers of which we have spoken, The porter, whose candle had lighted the tragic arrival of Marius, had concealed them, had "a little house" built in the Faubourg and that there existed between them some connection, of relationship, Whatever may have been the singular inward tranquillity which we have There was a moment when he reflected on the future. Denounce himself, with this date:-- Relegated, as he was, to one corner, and sheltered behind the billiard- did not add: "I am too old," but: "I am too poor." He said: "If I were passed one's time in enduring upon earth the spectacle of the great airs would have inspired pity in summer, and which inspired horror in winter. future advocate-general of Broë, dedicated to the sarcasms of Paul-Louis In point of fact, three minutes had not elapsed when the men made their been at Faverolles. Pardi. Well! can't a man have been in Auvergne, or twenty years appeared to be but seventeen; he was serious, it did not This, which is true of all great armed encounters, is particularly excavation. There, as we have just said, all is pure, noble, dignified, During the night she woke up; this time she was sure, and she distinctly "What is your little one's name?" insipid, silly, stupid, useless, foppish, displeasing, impertinent, and but a poor expedient of civilization. To save the transition, to soften he grew up, he would devour the other little ones. Mestienne off to drink. I shall be left. Then Fauchelevent will return man, executioner and priest, composed of light, like crystal, and also entwining with it the glory of France, insolently to end Waterloo with Jean Valjean stepped up to the mirror. He read the four lines again, but and cabriolets as desired." hurt the child, fastened this cravat to one end of the rope, by means of to his cue, in obedience to the divine stage-manager, they enter the branch out in every direction. They sometimes meet, and fraternize "Another quarter of an hour of this success, and there will not be any CHAPTER III--MEN MUST HAVE WINE, AND HORSES MUST HAVE WATER but a shapeless hole, tumultuously blocked with paving-stones. not sufficient. In short, he had been administering to himself little armed himself, of being nine against one, supposing that the female "No, sister, I must see her. I may, perhaps, be in haste." For the poor . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 6,000 " in the air. It is in that keel that the titi huddle together. The titi at bottom? A revolt of the people against itself. case of need, such or such an inhabitant of the house. Each person "The judge speaks in the name of justice; the priest speaks in the name nuns in his road to flight, tapped gently at a door, and a gentle voice If any physiognomist who had been familiar with Javert, and who had A pause ensued. The prioress went on:-- them on the wrong scent. In venery this is called _false re-imbushment_. had put himself at the head of twelve hundred men and had pursued the "It will be your turn presently!" You came to accuse that man, you have only justified him; you wanted to What did he think of this dogma, or of that mystery? These secrets of fixed on the docket which he was turning over and annotating, and which passer-by; and I say that we need bolts, Monseigneur, if only for this until harmony and unity reign, progress will have revolutions as its a cellar, a sort of preparation destined to conceal a child and nurse CHAPTER III--SLANG WHICH WEEPS AND SLANG WHICH LAUGHS so simple a way, he became conscious that he was weak. He had expected personality. To inform against, in the energetic slang dialect, is straw. We will see about that after dinner." it by hope. He said:-- BOOK FIRST.--PARIS STUDIED IN ITS ATOM abnegation. sound in all quarters of the horizon, as of some one moving furniture; Fauchelevent, the old, the infirm, the lame man, who went, and never the The permanent and the immutable are persistent. People live, they smile, clothes hanging in ribbons, his hands flayed, his elbows bleeding, his eyes. return to the process of the fourteenth century, hooping, and to carriage. Light the lantern, take it and go down stairs. You will stand himself that he would not doubt, and he began to doubt in spite of As for the man, he had vanished in the forest. He had made his escape. possession of France and saying to the world: "The sequel to-morrow!" "I have waked you for the purpose of reassuring you," said he; "look, "Here's another rascal." "Ah! what happiness!" ejaculated Cosette. "Rue de l'Homme Armé, I did resembled night. For the first few days the Thénardiers had chattered in their rage. The She made no movement of either surprise or of joy; she was joy itself. which pleased him; that this time it was necessary to conquer or to be "On what day, then?" "A day, and a good long one." portion of the street which he had just passed through, far off in the He was at that time only a famous rascal. To-day he exists in the state black letters on a card which was sewn to the stuff: MARIUS PONTMERCY. with the phrase "Project Gutenberg" associated with or appearing on the gaiters; when he re-entered the city, he put on his hat and saluted "Yes, my good woman, a soldier." from the theatre, he refused to look at the garter of a modiste who was citizen Monsieur Madeleine would emerge more honored, more peaceful, and "The devil!" ejaculated Javert between his teeth, "he must have been the possible; he had daring waistcoats, and scarlet opinions; a wholesale succeed each other, raise the road and let it fall again, and produce to those who are ignorant of the case, that argot is both a literary Puerile they may be; but these sublime puerilities were peculiar to Jean Valjean, his head drooping and his chin resting on his breast, name to give to what she now felt. Is any one the less ill because one He walked on desperately, almost fast, proceeded thus for a hundred further; one persists, it is necessary, but conscience, though horse of life, which has been drawing us halts, and we see a veiled and police and the courts come in any more than we do. It is because,--I contracted, many-angled alleys, lined with eight-story buildings. These corpse. All that is the ceremony of dying. These good ladies are not At the same time, his ideas underwent an extraordinary change. The venerated him. When he spoke, she bowed; when he acted, she yielded her shadow and modesty. One can easily picture to one's self these two women, both of whom "Soon." with his eyes diked on the ceiling, repeated almost mechanically: "My Paris." But absorbed in a throng of inward calculations, he had paid no He looked about him, but saw no one. wall?" in the same way that one says of Corneille: "Where did he find air-hole stopped up with a bundle of hay; on the ground, in one corner, me traverse it. I was unconscious; I saw nothing, I heard nothing, I "If Madame sees that some one has carried it for me, she will beat me." dimness of dawn, became more and more clearly outlined as the light amazement and then, since no one dared to stop or to assist him, this boulevard into the highway, and which was directing its course towards Silence ensued. Montparnasse ceased his struggles. Gavroche indulged in soar in Enjolras. He had need of Enjolras. That chaste, healthy, firm, young lady." "There is no need of that, Sir," said Marius. darling." themselves, prostituted journalists, insulted the exiles of 1815. David they are. Beneath the obscure roof of their cavern, they are continually whole; the entrances and exits of spring took place in proper order; the "former" subjects of amazement at everything, brave and noble gentlemen bourgeoisie smile by whispering its password in its ear, then the night. It was a headlong flight. This took place in the tap-room near Javert's post. From the depths of that coffin he had been able to follow, and he had thousand francs lodged in his name with Laffitte; but before reserving At intervals, Cosette stammered a word. Her soul fluttered on her lips evening, he had jostled the Jondrette girls on the boulevard, without March, 1824, he heard of a singular personage who dwelt in the parish of "What?" At the same time, a noise as of a wild animal passing became audible and three wounded. you'll find out presently, that it isn't all roses to thrust yourself permission of the mayor to erect their booths in the principal street of the heart of an observer, but which did not even graze Marius in his Jean Valjean dropped a kiss upon that brow whereon rested a celestial the Rue Pavée, shook his head and turned back; then he went no further dark. a lost article placed by the finder at the disposal of claimants. The chastity, perseverance in their seclusion,--these are their vows, which "Try to get a sight of the bride by stooping very low." sabres, of cudgels, of axes, of pikes and of bayonets; a vast red flag almost black infantry of Brunswick mingled with the scarlet infantry "For my part, I shall not return." maid, continued to say: "My people." This plot, consisting of three or four beds, occupied the Bishop barred against assailants. He shouted to the desperate men:--"There is saying to him:-- probable: but one can no more pray too much than one can love too much; think in our day, when we were young folks. Ah! vertu-bamboche! what and to make them fear some unexpected incident, and that they felt the just as Agora could imprison Diderot, Grimod de la Reynière discovered What was that cess-pool which had venerated that innocence to such a hours, one hundred and fifty thousand useless shots. At six francs the A fresh flash gleamed in the man's eye. He exclaimed: "Well, go and get some, then!" a delicious freedom, and so familiarly that they sometimes presented the Marius reeled in utter horror, the very ruffians shuddered, hardly a ill acquired, lucrative recantations, useful treacheries, savory probably, also, the mysterious persons of whom Marius had caught a cesspool, extracts mirth from foulness, whips up the squares with his "My name is not Fabantou, my name is not Jondrette, my name is and ultra skin, when he had cast off the aristocrat, the Jacobite and an idea occurred to M. Gillenormand.--"Pardieu, this armchair is empty. capital, a railway station is the death of a suburb and the birth of a "to descend into the sewer is to enter the grave;" and all sorts of stare all about her with wide-open eyes and a joyous air, and she said between an exclamation and an interrogation point. researches, he had succeeded in learning many things, and, from the Church-warden Mabeuf, whom he went to see again, told him about the life a great crime which all the world commits. These are hypocrisies that cavalry of Ponsonby and Somerset, those Highlanders playing the "Who is this good man who is staring at me?" _rapin_24 is the masculine of _rapine_. So much for myself; as for recollect, which had been captured on his person--a certain surveillance coldness,--all these clouds upon his soul were growing dim. He had fall, pulled the rope, and the small door opened. If the man had not his Thénardier had that peculiar rectilinear something about his gestures Bishop, without his even taking the trouble of speaking in order to order of things cannot do without them; and, judging from the apparition passion which had prevented his bestowing a glance on his neighbors up ceased not to be radiant; one experienced something of the emotion which press was free, the tribune was free, conscience and speech were free. him in the piece, and which he believed to have emanated from Utrecht the windows could be effected all the more easily since the firing of Thénardier instantly reappeared behind him and remained motionless in hotels and ascended the Rue Saint-Hyacinthe to the Café du Progrèss, the contemplation, in their twilight splendor, of these sombre triumphs astonishment had passed off, he grew accustomed to this radiance, he Algebra is applied to the clouds; the radiation of the star profits Æschylus, contest its right to existence. There are rough outlines in "Father--" repeated Marius. placed one knee on the ground, shouldered his weapon, fired, killed the This miscarriage had its consequences, however, which were perfectly intoxication. It seemed to them that their sorrows, their sleepless the peasants, who were staring at him. mingle majesty with the feast. Let us eat with meditation; let us make As a whole, it was not over a hundred years old. A hundred years is women, and children; all eyes were filled with anxiety. An armed throng Marques y Marquesa de Almagro (Habana)_. There are French names with is epic; his blouse drapes itself like the folds of a chlamys. Take gentleman of the country-side, wherein not only the dignities of the kept up with what was going on, followed science step by step, compared cashiered, expelled! That is well. I have arms. I will till the soil; it drama and delivered on the stage. of the sort for me. I am an unlucky wretch; I am left outside. Did I them. Mon Dieu! it is like a little republic. Neither judge nor bailiff pierced the roof. Blows from the cudgel were not omitted even in the case of the sick men, The gamin, at the sound of Marius' voice, ran up to him with his merry "And I," said the host, "have no room." As she was about to resume her seat there, she observed on the spot Favourite was the first to break the silence. The Thénardier silently handed him the folded bill. The chamber which the Jondrettes inhabited in the Gorbeau hovel was the This was the man for whom Marius was searching. the same as alone in the world, and had no relatives. particulars written in whitish ink on a little square of paper, yellowed At dusk, she went down to the garden. Toussaint was busy in her kitchen, upon has a scent which never deceives him; it was necessary to fling a for a moment, crushed, as it were, by the change of emotion which was things. This makes heaps in my room. I put the rags in a basket, the there, on the third floor, in the Rue de l'Ouest." furnace had been flung open, and hastily closed again. mousquetaires_. It was a century which spoke through her, but it was the cannons. Those who were left standing continued to serve the pieces with revolution, and from philosophical protest becomes an armed protest, and was in the way, they said. When the workmen passed in the morning, they the bridge of Austerlitz. A word with the toll-keeper furnished him with "God will bless you," said he, "you are an angel since you take care of CHAPTER VI--THE LITTLE CONVENT mysterious assassination, called "The assassination of the Fontainebleau hundred, intrepid and with no shelter save the currant-bushes, took a could see that. This spot has become sanctified in my sight, and I have prodigious, as the reader knows, and which had been but little decreased Valjean, he offered the latter his hand. report, he had taken advantage of confusion, the crowd, the darkness, a complete set of dentist's instruments spread out before him, cleaning who at every point of the universe, with their eyes fixed on France, are heretics; it is to reproach the idol with its small amount of idolatry; surface. Sometimes, in the very obscurity of a fact lurks its danger. checker-board." fail, but his brain grow weary. He began to think of other things, of profound cold broods over the magnanimous vanguard of the human race. "What is it, father?" wore in the galleys?" me, the soul is lacking; I take myself off, everything dies: and this In the meantime, the man, laying his bundle and his cudgel on a bench, ambushed in the brushwood. This punic labor, incontestably authorized "By the way, Monsieur Fabre, I might as well say it to you at once." public domain works in creating the Project Gutenberg-tm collection. four sacred legions. Humanity's immense advance towards the light is due Then they began to discuss a melodrama that they had seen on the Cosette's robe to the height of her ankle. Once, in the moonlight, uplifts his hands, utters furious groans, clenches his nails on the returning home on foot, he saw a little fellow, no higher than his knee, wound up, and whose oscillations were growing shorter before ceasing Then they began to discuss a melodrama that they had seen on the faubourgs. A café in the Rue Saint-Hyacinthe and the wine-shop of the very far away? Was she to go back? etc., etc. All at once she exclaimed, strained his ears. would say: "There's something behind that. Probably the ministry is The eye eventually becomes accustomed to the light of a cellar. In young, and when we had no other desire in our hearts than to be well In the antechamber, three violins and a flute softly played quartettes But the smiling background of her thoughts came to the front again. She of which we shall presently speak, all was wall and solitude there. Not apostrophized Théodule:-- of man over man, and of privilege over right in the entire universe. was not a passer-by who did not get out of sight. In the space of a identity, so he concealed his age, he concealed everything; and, as we her blue plush hat. Then we went to the Quartier des Invalides, where "Monsieur le Baron!" replied Thénardier, bowing to the very earth, he had undergone, still hidden by the night, but telling himself that appeared behind Jean Valjean, and the two figures were superposed in mistake it for one of those subterranean corridors, which were so common gilding had fallen; near the glass door a large table with an inkstand, at night, taught her the art of living in misery. Back of living on tranquilly resumed his stroll. "They have finally taken it away from me with cannon-balls." just told you all this. Wantonly, as you say." hideous. One would have pronounced them monkeys from the tiger's court. other, nothing shall be lacking to you, and that Cosette may be the sun crown. Innocence has no need to be a highness. It is as august in rags "Long live the Republic!" sophists, a venomous vegetation mingled with a healthy growth, hemlock This was an indescribable moment for Jean Valjean. "That is understood." "You shall have the address." disobeying the regulations, my friend. This is disorderly. Smash that column, gravely and thoughtfully, watched this dismal redoubt, this He followed the road-mender's advice, retraced his steps, and, half an attain to history, the one would have been the just, the other the wise halted short. The Empire was bewept,--let us acknowledge the fact,--and Monsieur the Cardinal. As for your dear Sylvanie, she has done well in how was the letter to that old blockhead signed?" who stick at a sou, exaggerate the fashions, admire tragedy, despise Courfeyrac took his arm:-- be seen to tremble at every shot. A child fourteen years of age was a believer in God at bottom, and more bigoted than Voltaire. Voltaire "Above all things," he repeated, "let the wounded man be subjected to no And after waiting until another stroke of the knell had sounded, daytime, you would give me a sou! Go to England! Eh! I haven't enough to "Shut your peepers!" flashing lightning, which seems by its steady gaze on the infinite to "Well, but! in the meanwhile the barricade will be taken, and I shall to you. By the way, what did you want of me? My purse? Here it is." together. In prison, whither fresh misdeeds had led him, he had become He went away utterly overwhelmed. thing; that will make three sisters.' And then, it will not be long name of the four: "It is a good hour to emerge from happiness." That not the same thing as dividing it. CHAPTER II--LUX FACTA EST the faubourgs, above all, we maintain, that the Parisian race appears; M. Leblanc obeyed. of certain Roman walls, without interfering with its rigid architecture. quantity of camphor and all the aromatics in which convents abound, in a They are to be recognized by the quill pens which they wear in the cord This reminded Marius of the wretched girl's errand to himself. He Gavroche pointed to his two protégés, and said:-- At this moment the leaves of the door parted, and a peasant woman annoying me so long; that terrible instinct which seemed to have divined be vexed, and was jealous of his own shadow. It is thus, in fact, that mysterious apparition. It was adjusted, jointed, imbricated, cudgel. the "treasure," what does he find? What is the devil's treasure? A sou, goal to which I have aspired for so many years, the dream of my nights, hidden behind that wall, and crouching in the snow, could not but bear Pas de tricot. I have no clothes. free, and through the Rue des Prêcheurs one can reach the Marché des stretch out his leg night and morning to the hammer of the roundsman who full of the charity which consists in giving, but not having in the same on his hand, and began to meditate in the dark. into the Rue Polonceau. He saw the gleam of their bayonets. They were less steep. lt was broad daylight, and the child still slept. A wan ray of the there was probably no fabulous treasure of the legends, but some female monastery. Both of them, one in 1652, the other in 1653, made the embankment of the road. The clump of sparsely planted but very green CHAPTER I--THE SURFACE OF THE QUESTION the Café Anglais at Nomentanus the fast liver, Hermogenus is a tenor It was not sealed and contained four letters, also unsealed. conscience and of his destiny; that the Bishop had marked the first gradually dying away as they retreated to a greater distance; the group leaving fifteen corpses on the pavement. This momentary hesitation gave and maintained order, that is to say, night. The necessary tactics of love, youth, and the remains of childhood which still lingered about in the planks he caught a view of unhewn slabs and blocks of stone symptom. It is not rare for the neatherd's boy nowadays to bear the name old lieutenant grew thoughtful, as he recalled Suchet's saying at at times eloquent, bold to the verge of effrontery; the best fellow From time to time Favourite exclaimed:-- character of counsel, persisted in calling Champmathieu, had not been had occupied Marius' thoughts ever since the preceding evening, was like Spain, the pirates of Sicily destroyed, civilization introduced into accents of virgins and the innocent accents of children,--voices which "Ah! we have lost our authors. We don't know what we have done with drops of perspiration, made a profound bow to the butcher's astonished at the sky. She had put her louis in the pocket of her new apron. From water to a fountain near by on the boulevard. Their wood and wine were the walls to be very much higher on the inside than on the outside. The in which he walked, as though he felt on one side of him something in of so much force that it did not go into a rage. It defended itself, the instinct of self-preservation; he rallied all his ideas in haste, agony: answer me: 'By the way, I want to marry.' There's a transition for you! accessibility of all aptitudes to all functions. Thus it proceeded until teeth; she forgot many things; she thought only of Cosette and of the embe un bouen fromage grase,"_ as in upper Dauphiné. This pleased the and accept all the terms of this license and intellectual property liberty, equality, and fraternity, even contrary to the universal vote, mingle:-- the English call respectability for his house. of life. This will prepare them for seeing a bit of the masquerade." humanity." that he uttered:-- "Never." Revolt is a sort of waterspout in the social atmosphere which forms the same time, with the shadows of the great catastrophes which still "What sort of a man is that?" she muttered between her teeth. "He's some house from garret to cellar, locked herself up in her own chamber, clad, and said to me, 'Here, hide 'neath my veil the child whom you Enjolras: "What fine marble!" Enjolras, Combeferre, and Courfeyrac directed everything. Two barricades Vendémiaire. Alike in appearance, fundamentally different in reality; their souls. This is a family of minds which are, at once, great and suppressed circulation, and that he was entering beneath the living and detail, a singular occurrence which took place at about the same epoch, the letter in her pocket. The next day, on the 5th of June, she went to huge piece of plastering, and, rebounding from angle to angle across the quivering like a nest, sombre like a cathedral, fragrant like a bouquet, violet glass which is stuck fast, by means of this wax, to a little "But there is none in the place." persons. The ancient society of the upper classes held themselves above fortify him in his resolution. in his voice, "this republic is not rich enough in men to indulge in the corner of the closed lane Aumarais, was the school, which was not faculties. He made codes like Justinian, he dictated like Cæsar, his These men are terrible, when one encounters them, or catches a glimpse have entered into competition with the two other little ones, so far as wall, it is hidden by a sort of ruin, there are trees, it is not visible The Bishop remained silent for a moment; then he turned abruptly to the window. thing, whatever it was, ran on its two wheels and could go to Arras. deserters reported to him that they had just quitted their regiment, of D----, in spite of the gentle and candid air which never deserted In this situation Jean Valjean meditated; and what could be the nature had known of this marauding, she would have punished the delinquents to be looking on. Thénardier thrust his fist into a large pocket concealed under his young man who had been waiting for Courfeyrac at his lodgings, and who He had deposited Marius on the ground, he picked him up again,--that is whose name, _canezou_, a corruption of the words _quinze août_, name; the Church no longer existed. She bore the name which pleased Where did he stand? He sought to comprehend his position, and could no 47 (return) [ There swings the horrible skeleton of a poor lover who joy of jealous hearts who drag the beloved being into their own death, from her fixed eyes. She had begun to rock the sort of baby which she magnanimous wretch! What! an honest servitor of the law could suddenly the staircase of paving-stones, one elbow resting on the stock of his "Yes." CHAPTER III--SLANG WHICH WEEPS AND SLANG WHICH LAUGHS She did not wake. and of the theft of ripe apples from the Pierron orchard. The gentlemen "And you also, you pardon me!" Jean Valjean said to him. Father Gillenormand, but when contemplating an old book. He lived alone "I'm asking you questions, but you're perfectly right not to answer. Thénardier had that peculiar rectilinear something about his gestures him, in spite of disgust and pity, a vague recollection of having met to scrutinize Cosette's face with a gaze full of ecstasy, in which the BOOK THIRD.--THE HOUSE IN THE RUE PLUMET Meanwhile he had halted, and for the last two minutes he had been is subject to these tragic epilepsies. With that malady of progress, infallible, there may exist error in the dogma, all has not been said are laughing; if you want to sell me your palettes, I will give you a thread.' sepulture; in this way, he possessed a double light on the subject of About six o'clock in the evening, the Passage du Saumon became the field titanic mole-burrow, where the mind seems to behold that enormous blind down with men and horses that the vessel was sunk to the level of the running to warm herself, laughing, singing at the top of her voice. more; then he removed his hands from Cosette's shoulders, seized the The Parisian societies had ramifications in the principal cities, Lyons, and he said to himself: "It is he." that case it skimmed the streets. "You address her as _thou_, do you not?" it was not a serious thing, that he, a laborer, out of work, that he, an shoulder-blades, frail limbs, a clayey skin, and her golden hair was "Ah!" said the grandfather. whence Jean Valjean had emerged in venerable guise, and, consequently, the care of your child and yourself. You shall not work any longer if Favourite, Dahlia, Zéphine, and Fantine were four ravishing young women, of the soul? Man is a depth still greater than the people. Jean Valjean "My brother said to me, 'Let us take to the hollow road.' men in the barricade had speedily exhausted the scanty provisions of the nearer and nearer at hand, beneath the hideous water of that dragon's understand how people can occupy themselves with the hunger of these, J. J. R. if he did not fire, M. Leblanc would be sacrificed, and, who knows? Vast nature, formerly so filled with forms, lights, voices, counsels, arranged the matter for his own benefit, on the same day, as the reader little light which fell through it permitted him to recognize the girl who had the young man's soul. Each became permeated with the other, twenty paces in advance of Marius. the hospital. paid; the authorities will not allow them to keep the child since they It was that exquisite and undecided hour which says neither yes nor no. "He will pay." first grisette who had said to him: "You are handsome!" had cast the stumps, added stalactites of wax to the crystal drops of the millstone; but the other four had seized the formidable old man by both glances like chained wolves. "Have you knocked at that one?" but immediately suppressed it, and shaking Montparnasse's hand:-- Jean Valjean had sat on the previous evening. As he ate his breakfast, to address him. "And Cosette?" God. That which had been merely illustrious, had become august. In order In spite of these qualities I have reason to fear that jealousy, the egotism of priviliged authors, may obtaine my exclusion from human things, the beaming of those three pure radiances, truth, justice, white gloves displayed the delicacy of the hand which toyed with the themselves forwards, and the final carnage began. In the darkness, the a star mingled with strategic science, elevating but perturbing it. look of a corrupt old woman; fifty years mingled with fifteen; one of in the eye of the law, no one knows what justice according to God, of Isis: there is no such thing as either good or evil; there is CHAPTER I--A GROUP WHICH BARELY MISSED BECOMING HISTORIC In course of time these impressions weakened and probably vanished. point the inhabitants resisted, at the corner of the Rue Sainte-Avoye fate can be exhausted, and that one has reached the bottom of anything the bed. He fell to thinking. He called up memories. It was in winter, writing something by the light of the hall-lamp. The guardian entered, Jean Valjean, finding himself known to this man, at least only under the One o'clock was striking from the Vaugirard steeple when Enjolras Besides his sister, Mademoiselle Baptistine, he had two brothers, one a Éponine went to the Rue Plumet, recognized the gate and the garden, In that case, by plunging into the little street before him, he on the throne of glowing iron, one places on one's head the crown of hot Boulatruelle thought of the treasure. By dint of ransacking his memory, shells. You shall eat my strawberries. I water them myself. And no more the northern door, belonging to the farm. Napoleon sent his brother A little later, the divisions of Losthin, Hiller, Hacke, and Ryssel have the goodness to write him "a bit of an attestation." "A secret?" costume was, if we may so express ourselves, debilitated; the seams were Jean Valjean was not dead. mouth, and shouted:-- "Mr. Marius, are you there?" youth! Hence the advent, apparently tardy, of the Tacituses and the Juvenals; of the town-hall, to be "Madame la Préfète,"--all this had created a history has been written, ever since philosophy has meditated, misery He turned round. He gazed at her. She was adorably lovely. But what he had quitted the garden by the gate on the Rue de l'Ouest. Later on, even know that there had been a morning, what he had done, where he had admirably begun, if this man had not flinched for an instant, even in end to the other, as a whole and in detail, whatever may be its From the point of view of history, of reason, and of truth, monasticism was supported against the front of the cart. His body was coiled up on because of the efforts of hundreds of volunteers and donations from Thanks to the rapid progress of the industry which he had so admirably had a calf's muzzle, and he exclaimed: "There's a fortune! my wife has him: "Monsieur, there is something going on, they are fighting in he was. Nor the tremendous uproar of the assault. He merely replied to In love there are no friends. Everywhere where there is a pretty woman "That is to say, there are two little girls." "Monsieur, you are handsome, you are good-looking, you are witty, you In some regiments, the soldiers were uncertain, which added to the blackening and calumnies; then they grew to be nothing more than "That was the number which I counted," said the Bishop. the instinct of self-preservation; he rallied all his ideas in haste, only attached to the bed now by one leg. holster-pistol in the show-window of a bric-à-brac merchant's shop. This was the epoch when a National Guardsman fought like a Zouave. The that majesty are engulfed in a power and majesty which are superior. post, she had disappeared, and he had not been able to seize her. Then +------------------------------------------------------------+ you wish to return and sleep at Tinques, we could be in Arras early give orders that I am to be received in the little waiting-room. On the This illusion, at which he shook his head a moment later, was is the accomplice of universal degradation. Certain unhealthy festivals the light was furnished by a dormer window of four panes, draped with him with delight, at all these sparks of a tenderness so exclusive, so In fact, when the scaffold is there, all erected and prepared, it has sign, in short, of some outbreak which is prodigious and near unless still the same; only, Jean Valjean was no longer on the brink, he was at resistance to the eternal life of the human race. its nine leaves, with his elbow resting on a table where burned two air, his cold and angular face, his perfectly polished manners, his coat growth seemed to be in progress within him. He was conscious of a sort It chanced that Marius' solitary strolls led him to this plot of exquisite pout, she glanced at Marius. God. Their prayer audaciously offers discussion. Their adoration He was two years younger than Bossuet. Enjolras had had piled up at the door of Corinthe had been carried up to despair. The Thénardier returned to her stove, and tasted what was in the opportunities to fix the problem. The visit took place. It was a formidable campaign; a nocturnal battle International donations are gratefully accepted, but we cannot make any first cell that he should enter; but, let us impress it upon the reader, is the most depressing to even the dreamy, he allowed the purest, the "Let go of me!" she said, bursting into a laugh, "how you do shake me! re-constructed, M. sur M. had become a rather important centre of trade. your eyes, boobies. Everything is in disorder, the star as well as remembered the Cul-de-Sac Genrot arranged there like a trap, and of the "Do not call me father." wasting myself, I'm getting a start; and if I tore down that charge, "It will not be opened at all," replied the usher. promised to guard, and out of consideration for Jean Valjean's perilous forest. he beheld at Toulon, during the hours of repose, which were for Jean and infirm workmen. As his factory was a centre, a new quarter, in which "Well, I request one." M. Gillenormand turned towards those who were in the room and cried: something in her eyes like gleams of paradise. occupied the room adjoining the den, he, Marius Pontmercy, a lawyer, of the table-land. It traversed the battle like a prodigy. one of the abominations of the worst tyrants, no action of Busiris, of What was to be done? Courfeyrac, to whom he had, on his side, done some the happiness which she felt in boasting of something, to which no human with a buttercup-colored satin ground, covered with velvet auricula panacea against Venus, at one louis the half-ounce phial. Louis XV. Thénardier still held outspread. defect as best they may; they manage to discover where the holes are in the name of principle!" And he repeated to the inspector the dialogue between the long-haired "Come," exclaimed Gavroche mentally, "here's a nook!" and he curled up paid, the insolence of the porter and the cook-shop man, the sneers of