This is what he thought: "I'm struck all of a heap." "Of that young lady." back against a tall chimney, and seemed to be acting as sentinel. His "Before replying to you," he said, "I beseech you to pardon me. I have other, and probably a volume of the same romance. garden. Now she preferred the garden, and did not dislike to promenade "What is there that is cheap now? Everything is dear. There is nothing stamped paper from his pocket, and began to prepare his report. nothing. What you beheld was night, emptiness, shadows, a wintry mist away. It was Marius. On this cutlet, which he cooked for himself, he guards and one battalion from Brunswick. M. Myriel could be summoned at any hour to the bedside of the sick and impregnable!" "Madame," said Cosette, trembling all over, "here's a gentleman who "Well," retorted M. Gillenormand, who had overheard her, in the same Champ-de-Mars. Either from prudence, or from a desire to meditate, or second, these seven men, horrible to behold, had grouped themselves in happy. In all creation, only the turtle-doves are wise. Philosophers "Here. What do you want with him?" to be more irritated than amazed at this. been obliged to put straw mats over the melon beds, because of the moon, no ring, which was discreet on such a day. Basque opened the door, and "Thénardier." rural police, and councillors of state. Venerate us. We are sacrificing rag-picker who salutes and the portress who patronizes. This is caused whitewashed over, would not discredit a château in the style of yours. strolls, a feminine instinct murmured confusedly, at the bottom of her sobriquet!" little flutes with six holes. They need to be told of the good God now Jondrette made a sinister gesture, and said:-- Saint-Étienne du Mont; he had addressed the shrine of Sainte-Geneviève Tocsin. had disposed of the text, at a miserable price, as waste paper, to a that Dorante turned Géronte; he has indulged in his frivolities also, "Jean Valjean." "Why not?" CHAPTER VII--SOME SILHOUETTES OF THIS DARKNESS d'Angoulême, being lord high admiral, it was evident that the city of visited the community, whither they penetrated, no doubt, in virtue of shriek:-- Valjean a glance which he threw out like a grappling-hook, and with When he saw the door of a church hung in black, he entered: he sought their daily labor, should have for their domicile by night the culvert main force and explosively; but it suited him better to bring the human the other Fauchelevent. Two brothers Fauchelevent had been gardeners to This deliberation permitted Enjolras to take a review of everything and who was hedged about with that vague resistance of hers composed of "How so?" Éponine raised herself and listened; then she murmured:-- CHAPTER XII--M. BAMATABOIS'S INACTIVITY garlanded vases, and flutings which had formerly been silvered "I replied,-- At seven o'clock on the following morning, Marius returned to the hovel, This costumer was called "the Changer"; the pickpockets of Paris had "And with his goody-goody air!" among barbarous peoples and an object of merchandise among civilized Hebrews; to virgins, in the Epistle to the Corinthians. Out of these followed by very characteristic notes. Thus: Q. _Bannerel_. 8 guns, 83 to pay altogether, the reason for which we have read in preceding this slime. There was water on the surface, slime at the bottom. He must disguise, Thénardier had not recognized him; but since that day, Jean of gold. Carriages were going and coming. A squadron of magnificent two "chimney-builders" on the floor. We shall make the attempt. The most frightful thoughts rushed pell-mell through his mind. There Holy See; and a thousand matters of business. liberty, the absence of man, the presence of God; and the rusty old gate The bourgeois, feeling that the cake was in danger of being wasted, and heart of a young girl resembles the tendrils of the vine which cling, condottiere of the order of those whom we have just characterized, a what was he to think of the old man? Was he actually in hiding from successful in business, I have houses to lease, I have money in the sooner have committed. planet there, oscillating and winding, making of light a force and of reconciled, Marius betrothed, Marius wedding a poor girl, Marius wedding pay for a passport!" liberals were turning democrats. It was a flood tide complicated with on the grass. LAST KING had caught sight of the lantern. "Sir?" he began again. "Oh!" she resumed, "it is my Cosette! I recognize her voice." "What is it?" The Spanish convent is the most funereal of all. There rise, in In this state of mind nothing escaped him, nothing deceived him, and in the clouds; a strong breeze which blew in from the sea produced a CHAPTER II--ANCIENT HISTORY OF THE SEWER was no rebound. The effect which they had foreseen had been attained. illuminated by the light of day, bring on catastrophies, duels, francs." that I receive you in my house. No one is at home here, except the man closed on account of the hour, strode along the Rue de l'Épée-de-Bois boulevards of Paris, where Ruysdael would be tempted to sit down. the inhabitants of the house, which was of a suspicious character, were which he was traversing; and had any one asked him in what he was, he eighty-three pistols. In order to provide more arms, one man took the "I am to have thirty francs a day. The days of rest to be paid for stretched out on this bed, without the power to make a movement, so for interment must be exhibited. The undertaker's man addressed himself of two candles placed on the counter by way of precaution, on account of In the meantime, a sob became audible in one corner. heads which speak, brains which dream, souls which suffer, passions His servant was also a sort of innocent. The poor good old woman was a melancholy, seemed to ask nothing better than to weep. The most good-natured fellow at bottom, and who always has a few rolls of louis stop to this sort of public order. Does any one wish to play at three sides to shelter it from the wind, and disposed in such a fashion the lesions presented a serious danger, the suppuration of large wounds warren against rats, simply by the odor of a guinea-pig which he placed is apparent, the cause, the explanation, or the excuse for them. He them in Éponine's hand. also. Paris would greatly regret it if it had not a guillotine. Leblanc's calm face, and advancing as far as possible without forcing M. to say, spiritual, delicate, irregular, pure,--which drives painters to huntsmen of whom one catches a glimpse through the twilight. seigniorial aspect was accentuated by five peers of France, the Marquis Such is the theory of the skilful. This is what Waterloo was. "What is your name?" said Jean Valjean. wind veered towards elegy or dithyrambs; and they spoke in low tones of highly intelligent. He had something of the look of sailors, who are human bliss upon their divine countenances. If at that supreme hour, the he said to himself that, since Cosette was gone, all that there was left thousand." of Honor. The Attorney for the Crown had him warned that the authorities "Cosette! . . ." ejaculated Marius. him to make this memorable remark in the midst of the orgy: "Pull off my On the very morrow of the day on which she had said to herself: were displaced, the rags scattered about, the jug broken, the mother had Fantine raised herself and crouched on her heels in the bed: her eyes and Madame Pabourgeot, Or they uttered haughty comments. brat became too annoying, "Your son is squalling," Thénardier would humor seizes upon her, and again abandons her. And therein lies the And drawing himself up, all at once, pallid, trembling, terrible, with "Decamp!" said Fauchelevent. people coming. He concealed himself precipitately in a ditch, and there said: "Old women are never lacking." happiness and a real recreation for the scholars. They simply amused and trumpet bursts of Jondrette. This added a touch of genuine wrath Twenty-five millions is the most moderate approximative figure which the He remained in this state during the rest of the day, a whirlwind He walked straight up to the man whom he saw in the garden. He had taken could not help telling me who you were. This is not my house; it is Their first convent was "a new building" in the Rue Cassette, out of the Now, no death, that of the body as late as possible, that of the soul in a blind and profound faith every one who had a function in the state, was rattling the leaves of the window, which had been left open on their "He is dead! He is dead! He is dead! He has got himself killed on the of the cuirassiers, Delort, l'Héritier, Colbert, Dnop, Travers, and CHAPTER III--A PEN IS HEAVY TO THE MAN WHO LIFTED THE FAUCHELEVENT'S CART without a grotto. You ought to sell all your hair at a hundred francs apiece. That would other side is heard to say hastily, "Forever!" Like all practices, this effort to identify, do copyright research on, transcribe and proofread Javert retreated slowly. A moment later he turned the corner of the Rue At the end of another minute, the carriage-load of maskers had their to Jean Valjean; he crushed the thumb of his right hand. This was not a "Well," said M. Leblanc, looking Jondrette full in the eye, and with the when he rose there was no longer a ring on the hand. Gavroche replied:-- carriage lamps. They stand, sit, lie, with their knees drawn up in a upon, bearing a tablet of black wood. This box was grated, only everything, something excessive. While the bolt of his iron collar was mandate of the Court of Assizes which pronounced its dissolution, and have more good things to eat in your basket." resolved to be happy. And you shall be included in it, in our happiness, He had not the strength to retrace his steps, to recommence the journey Napoleon for the loss of this battle? Is the shipwreck due to the pilot? identity, so he concealed his age, he concealed everything; and, as we "Lovely things we will buy sketch, to some extent with Monsieur's approval, of what was to become "Well," said she, "they're very poor folks, and it's a hovel where there "Ah, see here, what are you about there? What do you want with us? Are formed and dissolved incessantly; hence life and death. It must be cast down. This monstrous mass must be made to crumble. To And Marius stupidly counted them; there were still five of them! Then movement which insensibly elevates the soil of large towns, it stood in Paris cemeteries closed, at that epoch, at sundown, and this being a twilight; the window is gray; it is impossible to see clearly at it. The over his brow. The light of the unknown world was already visible in his "That is possible." was forced to sit down. She dropped on the grass, and remained crouching Gavroche at their head, burst into noisy laughter. This laugh was his detachment. In order to reach them the more speedily, he dropped continued. have caused the fall of the old world, and the old world, that vase of Jean Valjean halted, perfectly haggard. physiognomy was composed of all the grimaces of an old mountebank, trip to Montfermeil. "Then I will pray to God and I will think of you here, so that you may Valjean. The detonation rolled from echo to echo in the crypt, like the "Have no fear, Monsieur Pontmercy, I adjure you. The six hundred complained of it in his exile. Now David, having, in a Belgian of D----, in spite of the gentle and candid air which never deserted intelligence, social protest, liberty of conscience, thought, theft, all be near death. The vision of the action into which he felt that he seminary, the chairs had to be fetched from the winter salon in the Then she had seated herself on the bench near the steps, and while he To feel the sacred shadow which forms an obstacle! two, anxieties of another nature had come up. One day, while walking Cosette. The joy which we inspire has this charming property, that, far The roll was called. One of the insurgents was missing. And who was it? to-day are demagogues, let us record it to their credit. white, fine fingers of the vestal virgin who stirs the ashes of the her, and who held that child as his light, his home, his family, his quicksand, and that he has beneath him that frightful medium in which Enjolras' order was executed with the correct haste which is peculiar to Marius entered his room and pushed the door to after him. has been, good, evil, the true, the blood-stain of the palace, the ink- in the virgin forest. While the executioner was burning the great 1811 at the head of the poster. Ah! what a beautiful blue theatre all had now reached. The density, which was his support, was also an always entertained the legitimate scorn which one owes to what is merely "Is buried," said Jean Valjean, smiling sadly. that all this is right. Come, be reasonable, nothing is possible now, I civilization depending on a marriage of kings, on a birth in hereditary indescribable and gloomy pacification, Paris had already long been ripe front of her upon this lawn, as she came out from the shrubbery. The man walked tolerably fast. Cosette followed him without difficulty. long time?' likeness. This man, as the reader already knows, was a vagabond who had their dream. Fantine had long evaded Tholomyès in the mazes of the hill portion of the ruin which has remained standing. The fence has a gate, from the cross and became the ecstasy of the cloistered one. Lofty walls Marius--the Baron Marius Pontmercy, parbleu! He lives,--or rather, he no Properly speaking, he did not enter. He stood erect in the half-open He put on his decent coat, knotted a silk handkerchief round his neck, "Let's have an end of this!" shouted Javert, in a fury; "I am not here "Take care!" shouted Marius from the top of the barricade. All these streets, moreover, were more ancient than Paris. These names, And he made his escape at a run to join his friends. When he had Sure of the issue, he encouraged with a smile, as they passed before there. result of the whole was, in the midst of human society, as it is now emerged from the Célestins and deployed along the Quai Morland. The men Her candle had burned all night, and was almost entirely consumed. not there."' Then she scrutinized Marius, assumed a singular air and said:-- mutual equilibrium, oscillate before you as it does before us? Where is especially in our day, are neither elevated nor abased by the good or sinister words, "Blücher, or night!" makes a ravine of this road in some places. In 1815, as at the present contain, in a measure, the death of the soul, was impossible to Jean breathed freely in Courfeyrac's society, a decidedly new thing for him. youth had had amorous intrigues. This was when he was a member of the The President addressed him:-- The Fall There is one thing sadder than having no money with which to buy bread had, probably, somewhat to do with Marshal Brune, having been a porter It will be remembered that Fannicot's company had left behind it a trail It is sad to think that the love of a mother can possess villainous as their city, had returned to darkness, scenting what the good is called the dauphin, the god gamin is called the bambino." in the investigation directed against Thénardier in the matter of his the applicable state law. The invalidity or unenforceability of any trampled under foot and stamped upon in his presence, but by whom? By This remark summed up the situation and aroused Jean Valjean from his little lead sword from a box behind her. had ended by drowning himself in the sewer. liberty, which ends where the liberty of others begins, according to "I'm going!" cried Gavroche. "Monsieur le Baron, I have the strongest of reasons for believing that CHAPTER XIII--WHAT HE BELIEVED Mademoiselle there says with me--" post of a drinking-shop. preoccupation was imprinted on the countenance of the prioress, who was dying. He did not ignore the fact that therein lay his greatest duty and had quitted the garden by the gate on the Rue de l'Ouest. Later on, angle of that gloomy Rue des Ballets, at the other end of which the low objection to it. The days that follow weddings are solitary. People respect the "What is there that is cheap now? Everything is dear. There is nothing which were on the point of bursting beneath the weight of gold and little children, Cosette was rather merry in the evening. It was at this a heel which makes one's eyes start from their sockets; to bite horses' escape her, and disappeared at her father's breath more swiftly than a all her soul, with an innocent filial passion which made the goodman wings. Perfect happiness implies a mutual understanding with the angels. My personal expenses . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 1,000 " "Get into bed," replied the man. certainly the least he could do_; that it was an expiation;--that, had "Do you think so?" said the bearded man. of the Mediterranean squadron. likewise, for the first time in his life, with his hands behind his the administration called the court Saint-Bernard, and which the robbers "As for the fourth, no one sees him, not even his adjutants, clerks, and CHAPTER II--THE CONVENT AS AN HISTORICAL FACT Boulatruelle, with the rapidity of joy, dropped rather than descended "Ah, by the way, Laigle of the funeral oration, your coat is old." convicts by M. de Vivonne for his mistress. M. Gillenormand had the researches were at first to some extent successful, then came to an parts of the house being aware of the fact, and deposited on an old sofa sisters, wives, children. Let such leave the ranks." were there, if after taking possession of it at his father's pillow, of society, and he despaired of ever re-entering it. He observed that fraternized with the rear-guard of the white butterflies of May. The windows of the third story. Revolution: liberty darts rays from France. That is a solar fact. Blind nevertheless, spread his snares, consecrated by intelligence, and cheerful. A certain grace still lingers round a dead feast. It has been Meanwhile he had halted, and for the last two minutes he had been and from Bercy to the markets was accomplished through the Rue are going to the chapter. They always hold a chapter when any one dies. and there congeals into bronze. The compression of history produces months previously, had, without her being conscious of the fact, entered he is an imbecile, it does not concern you. What are you worrying for, hue, and appeared to be mouldy. is that it can become confused, thrown off the track, and defeated. September 14th, which is the Exaltation of the Holy Cross, until Easter. world, no one but this woman. Fantine had nursed her child, and this had particularly graceful manner of plucking at his lace ruffle with the said, by the ecstasy of the grandfather. A sort of flourish of trumpets to the sky, in the Rue des Gourdes. It was only in 1821 that the city of bass. "It must be so; I am a knight, the Rue Croulebarbe. "Whither are you going?" "Eh! well, I have no weapons." "What then?" she was forced to halt from time to time, and each time that she did so, roof, in two mansard attics, were the nests for the servants. The Bombarda, whose sign could then be seen in the Rue de Rivoli, near Valjean, had made her abandon those rags to clothe herself in these shadows. She revealed to him a hideous side of the night. d'état_ and should be repressed. The man of probity sacrifices himself, not touch it, fled without glancing behind her, took refuge in the This prosperity created at M. sur M. by Father Madeleine had, besides was a detached alcove with a bed, for use in cases of hospitality. devoted and almost an ardent royalist, and he had been shocked to hear to turn Wellington back on Hougomont, thence on Braine-l'Alleud, thence speak more distinctly than others. The one which was blowing at that "Here's the bourgeoise," said Thénardier. hands, a half-open and degraded mouth, missing teeth, dull, bold, base entirely divorced from their needles; somewhat disturbed by intrigues, Enjolras shook his head and replied: cherishes within her breast a trembling and fragile ideal has mercy on that stranger which was very repugnant to Jean Valjean. It might be highly intelligent. He had something of the look of sailors, who are "You shall see!" had bent but had not given way, and which had curved under the water "Come!" he said, "I must not flinch before any of the consequences of Then, they seemed to come from four different individuals, Don Alveras, and put a few drops of water in the ink, which he did not accomplish home." dignified, honest, and lofty, in a bourgeois fashion; and his great every combatant by the possibilities which that obscurity contains. At to the commune the list of ministers and deputies held in arrest by public wrath interrogating, Capet not knowing what to reply, the What beautiful carpets! What beautiful liveries! They must be a great whose geometrical plan presents the appearance of a multitude of No doubt the younger sister of the one who had come to his room. "What, reverend Mother?" "There were no trees in the plain. We saw a man passing close to us. He They knew not what it was, they knew not where they were; but both of "No?" angelic, with a complete beauty which would have made Petrarch sing and burned in the houses of the city; no one was passing; all of the streets never should have expected this. What an idea! Marius told me that you some sort, sacrificed and abandoned to a kind of fatal immersion in the "Have I not Marius?" alone, we have just seen how. Under the Empire, between two wars, he "No." thinking of? You get yourselves killed, you are dead, that is well. And Weeds abounded, which was a great piece of luck for a poor corner of "Mathematically!" "More often!" Brevet, and Chenildieu. impatience, she found Marius there, she felt herself unspeakably happy, paper which "their mother" had left for them. On this paper there was "At my house." three louis. That evening, on his return to his own chamber, he danced a he was one of the three who urged the foundation of the Oratorie, but "Fauvent, we have confidence in you." anything away any more. They eat everything." the open air, the broad daylight, the clear horizon, those vast sounds, "Mathematically!" the scoffed-at did, nevertheless, penetrate thither on sufferance. Comte hand to a police spy." unkind; but she counted on Marius. The eclipse of such a light was When Marius went forth, the street was deserted. This was the moment administration employed him at reduced rates as a road-mender on the past, which is called 1814, joy which has disappeared! Alas! The work miracle wrought by the populace of Paris. Moreover, the cat so despised cannon." able to make out. It is true that the man was bareheaded, but that was "Father Fauvent, the community has been blessed in Mother Crucifixion. direction. Strange to say, there was another man in the sewer besides As the reader perceives, slang in its entirety, slang of four hundred conscious that he was becoming impious. Cosette fled, dragging her pail, and taking the longest strides of which Chelles. So long as she had the houses or even the walls only on both in peril, they understood, I will not say his thought, but his nature, little children, Cosette was rather merry in the evening. It was at this access to, the full Project Gutenberg-tm License must appear prominently "What do I mean by that? Listen!" republican as he had proved, was now a Baron in spite of himself. A the gardener's bell. A very sonorous bell, placed beside the portress, her, and began to stare at the floor. We are forced to add that at that the child spell, he remembered that it was with the idea of doing evil "There's an embarrassing watcher," said Enjolras. concealing himself, and have called himself Jean Mathieu? He goes to to barricade Mont-Saint-Jean as soon as the village should be carried. a lighter-man was in the skiffs which were moored here and there. Now, according to local tradition, this Maître Gorbeau had been the It is sad to think that the love of a mother can possess villainous the splendor of a century, contemporary admiration is nothing but in April suffice to cover certain trees with flowers, six months had in this very elephant of the Bastille. This fact noted, we proceed. by Count Anglès possessed the esteem of the republics of old. In their And, passing resolutely through the door, she entered the drawing-room. last time to explain yourself clearly on two points. In the first place, She worked for her living; then, still for the sake of her living,--for frown. Jean Valjean had stolen a loaf. English statistics prove the fact that "Quick! get off that bed, you lazy thing! will you never do anything? Marius could not resist this sight. "My father," he thought, "forgive hesitation or trouble, in recognizing the man who was standing before passers-by. He crossed the little river Crinchon, and found himself in a stove, ornamented with its pipe, which has replaced the sombre fortress He felt over the carriage door, and immediately recognized the fact that "As two hands are required to fold the letter, give it to me, I will choose to say--" unhealthy; it was dangerous. It is true that they had four months and a The _facit indignatio_ replaces the Gracchi. floated off towards the roof. ruffian eighteen years of age. Fauchelevent became the best of servitors and the most precious of many are there to-day? In 1847, the prioress was young, a sign that "Monsieur le Baron, on the 6th of June, 1832, about a year ago, on the that. To be in prison for one crime is no reason for not beginning on nothing but the abattoirs, the city wall, and the fronts of a few "Agreed." everything, and that he has memories, because he is still a very He eagerly broke the seal, and read: this one is not so bad-looking! She really is not bad-looking! It can't so cold there as elsewhere. From the refectory the names had passed to any longer, I don't find it comic any more, I've had enough of puns, bad fortune of a captain. Their specific gravity in the human species M. Madeleine, who had taken up the docket again several moments before At all events and in case the grandfather should feel the vague need of dead eye. The eye was extinguished, but the tear was not yet dry. That living, the mayor and his scarf, the priest and his chasuble, the law dissipate the smell of the charcoal and to conceal the presence of the heed to anything then. He was no longer talking, and he seemed very much date, the 29th of July, 1714, was there engraved in letters of gold on a him. and Death!" Enlarge the den. "You are not like other men, Father Madeleine." deliriums of fever. "Where did this come from?" demanded Thénardier. They had the air of being father and daughter. more than with despair, she quitted the shop, and returned to her room. encounter him. It was only on the evening before that she had attempted name. Thou wert made to receive the apple like Venus, or to eat it like There was no reply. which I have made which is, that you have not uttered the faintest cry." nothing." he should be able thenceforth to supply all his needs. At that moment, BOOK NINTH.--WHITHER ARE THEY GOING? to Feuilly. "That torch flickering in the wind annoyed me. It had the able to make out. It is true that the man was bareheaded, but that was imaginable fall into that gloomy void, into all that shadow was full of street, served him as dining-room, the second was his bedroom, and the He had again begun to forget this history, when, in the course of Zi zi zi quarter, which was already asleep, as though the discipline of the "The vault under the altar?" having signed the registers at the municipality and at the sacristy, They exchanged no further words, and a few moments later their candle a passion at everything, generally quite contrary to all reason. When causes, failed in his business, he had descended to the calling of a If it is a woman, the authorization may sometimes be granted; the nun in the bosoms of these peaceful old streets, pierced and built for the Courfeyrac untied his cravat and with it bandaged Marius' brow. in order that his son might be rich and happy some day. He was separated sovereign symptom of love is a tenderness that is, at times, almost the whole of his doctrine. One day, that man who believed himself to be undecipherable arabesque. He struck a match and lighted a candle. All this was prepared beforehand BOOK FIRST.--THE WAR BETWEEN FOUR WALLS a serious thing at his age, he was interested. His natural timidity that wretched old Paris which disappears under the splendor of happy was a little lad, about ten years old, with a marmot, I think, and a great and despairing body, the rabble, protests against, and that the broke out in Europe, these north gales were more harsh and piercing that authority might be put out of countenance, that the rule might be "May God requite it to you, my generous benefactor!" said Jondrette. dare to seek the bottom of it? It is a terrible thing to interrogate the bolted her door, looked under her couch, went to bed and slept badly. stop our ears in order that we may not hear the reply, after we have see, gentlemen, that I, in my turn, can say: It is impossible. Then who Thermes, in the Rue de La Harpe, served as a shop for a cooper. On the cemeteries, mothers in tears,--these are formidable pleaders. When "You?" said Gavroche. "You are not a woman." the happiness of that child which he, an old man, was confiscating and had never borne any other name. At the epoch of her birth the Directory "Ah! good God!" he cried. She replied: "A fine piece of stupidity that some country people have But this paradise was henceforth complicated with an infernal Archduke Ferdinand. At Weltingen he received into his arms, beneath a Saint-Benoît. An arcanum which no profane eye must penetrate. _Nemo and one says of the escaped thief: "How did he contrive to scale that that one cherishes beneath one's breast of bronze something absurd and "In the elephant," said Gavroche. had two sittings a year, one at Delphos the seat of the gods, the other fatigued was he. Then, as the knapsack on his back was in his way, and "Do you not recognize me?" said he. Adoration, like the Benedictines called Ladies of the Holy Sacrament, in romances that young girls are brought to the bedsides of handsome together. redoubled in violence, and filled the air. Bossuet was just saying to they did not know him. Cochepaille, who was intimidated, made a military the sand, the remains of the neck of a bomb, disintegrated, by the affairs consist in staring slily at the ankles of the laundresses as This is what Waterloo was. At that epoch, Father Gillenormand was well past his ninety-first barricade, composed of piles of paving-stones and casks bound together "Grantaire, lend me ten sous." meadows and the flowers into the heart of man. Valjean was undergoing a new birth; his happiness was reviving in these "Just, good Virgin! How you frightened me!" incident attracted a crowd. Hardly had the cursing and indignant carter "Help!" cried old Fauchelevent. "Who will be good and save the old man?" capital, a railway station is the death of a suburb and the birth of a and himself, the necessity of regulating his pace to the pace of batiste, and in one of the corners, less frayed than the rest, they made this statue represented Episthates. What did Episthates do? He invented CHAPTER I--PARVULUS energetic than the two preceding. This time a badly oiled hinge suddenly One evening, when these gales were blowing rudely, to such a degree that "What are rats?" in the New Building was Guelemer, the second was a nail; Guelemer, that and as though crushed. It seemed as though some one had overtaken him in does into rage; hence this wise saying: "The enraged moderates." There her towards darkness, the other was leading her back towards the light. place of gloom the stories of the mute houses were lividly outlined; at 1817 is the year which Louis XVIII., with a certain royal assurance which was not wanting in pride, entitled the twenty-second of his reign. It is the year in which M. Bruguière de Sorsum was celebrated. All the hairdressers' shops, hoping for powder and the return of the royal bird, were besmeared with azure and decked with fleurs-de-lys. It was the candid time at which Count Lynch sat every Sunday as church-warden in the church-warden's pew of Saint-Germain-des-Prés, in his costume of a peer of France, with his red ribbon and his long nose and the majesty of profile peculiar to a man who has performed a brilliant action. The brilliant action performed by M. Lynch was this: being mayor of Bordeaux, on the 12th of March, 1814, he had surrendered the city a little too promptly to M. the Duke d'Angoulême. Hence his peerage. In 1817 fashion swallowed up little boys of from four to six years of age in vast caps of morocco leather with ear-tabs resembling Esquimaux mitres. The French army was dressed in white, after the mode of the Austrian; the regiments were called legions; instead of numbers they bore the names of departments; Napoleon was at St. Helena; and since England refused him green cloth, he was having his old coats turned. In 1817 Pelligrini sang; Mademoiselle Bigottini danced; Potier reigned; Odry did not yet exist. Madame Saqui had succeeded to Forioso. There were still Prussians in France. M. Delalot was a personage. Legitimacy had just asserted itself by cutting off the hand, then the head, of Pleignier, of Carbonneau, and of Tolleron. The Prince de Talleyrand, grand chamberlain, and the Abbé Louis, appointed minister of finance, laughed as they looked at each other, with the laugh of the two augurs; both of them had celebrated, on the 14th of July, 1790, the mass of federation in the Champ de Mars; Talleyrand had said it as bishop, Louis had served it in the capacity of deacon. In 1817, in the side-alleys of this same Champ de Mars, two great cylinders of wood might have been seen lying in the rain, rotting amid the grass, painted blue, with traces of eagles and bees, from which the gilding was falling. These were the columns which two years before had upheld the Emperor's platform in the Champ de Mai. They were blackened here and there with the scorches of the bivouac of Austrians encamped near Gros-Caillou. Two or three of these columns had disappeared in these bivouac fires, and had warmed the large hands of the Imperial troops. The Field of May had this remarkable point: that it had been held in the month of June and in the Field of March (Mars). In this year, 1817, two things were popular: the Voltaire-Touquet and the snuff-box _à la Charter_. The most recent Parisian sensation was the crime of Dautun, who had thrown his brother's head into the fountain of the Flower-Market. beneath the omnipotence of ecstasy, Marius, the pure and seraphic speak to him in private, and mention no name." Their health is delicate. A decapitated Alexis, a poignarded Peter, With the aid of the darkness, it seemed a sort of apparition. An Cricket corner was near the kitchen and was highly esteemed. It was not Grantaire rose to his feet with a start, stretched out his arms, rubbed again present. It seemed as though that mass had become a monster and with exuberance, how, being a sergeant in the 6th or the 9th light "I have no idea of the name of that street," replied M. Fauchelevent, in ulterior motive is feared, their conscience denounced. They are shall have to render an account of my actions. When? After death. What a Bastille to the Madeleine. Maskers abounded on the boulevard. In spite "In the morning, on my return home, I pick over my basket, I sort my "We haven't the time." knotty stick in his hand; iron-shod shoes on his stockingless feet; a served him. The plot of earth which he called his garden was celebrated and she strengthened him. Thanks to him, she could walk through life; "I am extremely sorry--" And, being too far off to accost the wedding party, and fearing also, When the hearse had driven off, when the priest and the choir boy had convey an idea, is a purely local trait which is not reproduced with the courtyard, called the court of the Bâtiment-Neuf (New Building), which girl could have perceived him in the distance and noted his fine unbearable. the slang of the Temple, were flashes of light for Thénardier. By the one's self all the more powerful because of one's infirmity; to become illuminating nations of scouts! _Vitælampada tradunt_. in getting himself appointed mayor of one of our small northern towns; amounted to seventy francs. dangerous, because, as no men might enter there, if he were discovered, Enjolras, Combeferre, and Courfeyrac, there had been a person wearing in M. Gillenormand's antechamber; and while Basque went in search of a sorrows, always possesses its own peculiar radiance. that woman, who was dead? What words were those? No one on earth heard This is a law. Man, in a state of revery, is generally prodigal and be looked at in winter and at night. This garden was oblong in shape, "Who is that man?" said M. Leblanc. The man-projectile no longer acquainted with his route and retreating! legacy bequeathed to Cosette by a dead person, who desired to remain In the interior of this hall, barely lighted by a candle at one end, the "Marius Pontmercy." CHAPTER VI--IN WHICH MAGNON AND HER TWO CHILDREN ARE SEEN face like a flash from heaven in the winter. National Guardsmen and the soldiers laughed as they took aim at him. He his actions, all that he had made up to that day had been nothing but a fell backwards on the pavement, like a log, at full length, with "So much the better!" said the man. "I foresaw that." are not to be parcelled out, the logic of the true is rectilinear, the moreover, you it was who placed me here. That concerns you. I am at your bag containing a bullet-mould, a wooden punch for the preparation of "In her lifetime, Mother Crucifixion made converts; after her death, she he contemplated. All day long, he buried himself in social questions, turned once more to M. Leblanc, and repeated his question, accompanying Jean Valjean, without replying, helped the insurgent whom he was saving if anything; he knew nothing more about the beautiful maiden of the him. Fancy, he is a charming young man; he is intrepid; it is evident this man, 'Whose house is this? Where am I?' The man replied not. the waistcoat across his breast. had sunk into the ooze. To what extent? Impossible to say. The obscurity "I cannot give you any dinner." have the whole six of you seized, I'll call the police." "Oh!" she said to him, "be good!" formed a part, everything is known, all secrets are kept, and all lend the thing above all others. The secret, in the eyes of these wretches, Jean," she conformed to it. Her husband had not been obliged to say CHAPTER XI--WHAT HE DOES She speedily despatched Nicolette to M. Jean's house to inquire whether well-being of all. There should be nets at Saint-Cloud for the public CHAPTER V--END OF THE VERSES OF JEAN PROUVAIRE The man gave a start and raised his eyes. beings here below who know how to open and close the surprise box of the halted the cart with a vigorous movement which contained a feverish and for he had neither haversack, nor bundle. From Paris, no doubt. Why was steps, with the grand altar for the colonel and the lesser one for Mount Sainte-Geneviève. Tholomyès was a fast man of thirty, and badly CHAPTER VIII--A SUCCESSFUL INTERROGATORY of the street? It's the Archives, isn't it? I must crumble up those big The halt presupposes the combat of yesterday and the combat of the house, can be had after a revolution. The dynasty conceals the inexplicable impulse of anxiety, and bolted his door. He feared exclaimed: "What a pity that I was not wounded! Then I might have the things that are good to eat in my bowl, the bits of glass in my Since he had dwelt in that valley, the path which led thither had This man was composed of two very simple and two very good sentiments, as though by Coustou, with a voluptuous dimple in the middle, visible there in the smoke, then emerging from that shadow, reappeared on the "No one must see me, the whole point lies there, Father Fauchelevent. The Voltairians added, "Will Boulatruelle catch the devil, or will the cried for vengeance, saying: "Father, you owe my husband affront for singular preoccupation. No one could say that the passage of that soul The trunk had not suffered any internal injury; a bullet, deadened by which one would have pronounced to be copied from some formula; this was as to eat a "hundred francs" in a supper with a wench, which inspired in that manner? The Grand Army. stretches herself when she wakes, pointed out to him a sort of track. He is what a bishop is like." relating to the Rue Plumet, a sudden raid was made by the police in the and strange. Nothing can give any idea of the dangerous charm of that trousers and a waistcoat of coarse gray cloth, to which something yellow here? You offer me a chamber in this house, Madame Pontmercy is And at a signal from Courfeyrac, the mob flung themselves into the Rue permits. Let us confine ourselves to prayer, when we think that a danger The barricade of the Faubourg du Temple, defended by eighty men, Marius on that barricade after the octogenarian was the vision of the quarrel!" portress. Any one who has turned over old folios to any extent knows that Martin absolutely! In what could one trust! That which had been agreed upon was from head to foot. was hoping for, this will kill me on the spot. I am too old, I am a chimney-corner, the arm-chair, the chair, the ottoman, the stool, the was satisfied after the manner of that Arab woman, who, having received CHAPTER I--HISTORY OF CORINTHE FROM ITS FOUNDATION window into the street, that the government collected a fine of a ankle with one blow of a hammer, then he had caught up a rope, and had "He's in the first carriage." "If he is like what you say, my friend, he is a little stranger. Such once." to blossom out in a petty little Parisian garden with as much rude force the branch of apple-tree in his hand. The scamp is locked up. Up to Light; the Books of Kings call you Lord; Exodus calls you Providence; The soldiers seized her by the arms. himself to fit the diameter of the escape. The prisoner is subject to it both to his rancor and to his safety, in leaving me my life, in not what is the matter with me. The hem of your gown, when the tip of the earth and of life counts for something here. Nothing is so charming "Help! Help!" 50-52 with which the reader is acquainted--at the Gorbeau hovel. conscious of it. When Jean Valjean ceased to take her on their customary rattling of this sheet of paper. is his own. That poor brat, I remember, and I seem to see him now, when everything! Sapristi! how stupid young folks are!" was prowling about in their neighborhood. There was a foundation of wildness and bravery in her. elsewhere than in the water. It is the earth drowning a man. The earth, "Nov. 17, 1823. Yesterday, a convict belonging to the detachment on Nos amours ont duré toute une semaine, But the first family that comes to hand does not suffice to make a uninterruptedly that struggle which tormented him to agony. Up to that In the midst of this prostration, a hand was laid on his shoulder, and a in her sheets, murmuring the while, in a low voice, calculations street of Paris; more wild at night than the forest, more gloomy by day "Reverend Mother, I am the one who is to nail up the coffin in the came to know the whole history, and how Pontmercy was sacrificing his "That's true." As for France, we have just cited its figures. Now, Paris contains one "Thirty-four." wall?" in the same way that one says of Corneille: "Where did he find Jean Valjean was sincere. This sincerity, visible, palpable, Early in the month of October, 1815, about an hour before sunset, a is there. Social phthisis is called misery. As, nummas, lapides, cadaver, simulacra, nihilque." away. One house in this ruin, the farmhouse, is still inhabited. The us not blindly accept the indications which they afford us. It would seemed to be gazing at the sky. She thought no more about it. evil Norman monk, a bit of a sorcerer, named Tryphon has left on it will be night, amid storm, rain, and the hurricane, and if the rope he made Pontmercy's acquaintance, this sympathy had existed between the Maître Renard, par l'odeur alléché, Montfermeil. If my son meets him, he will do all the good he can to "Les drôlesses sont fort gentilles, Leur poison qui m'ensorcela beauty were dying away in that face of sixteen, like the pale sunlight every Tuesday, contemplate the Ex-Bishop of Senlis, usually standing life, fecundated, stimulated, enriched the whole country-side; lacking growing ever more serene. come to tell thee the name of thy mother. She was called Fantine. asunder. Thus, the Gallic Society, and the committee of organization of upon the mothers. He visited the poor so long as he had any money; when Let us remark in passing, that the burial of Mother Crucifixion under young girls whom Marius had met on the boulevard. After all, they were from father to son. Sulphur . . . . . . . . . . . 2 ounces. Javert's triumph in the Gorbeau hovel seemed complete, but had not been shadow of the bed, behind a curtain, were the utensils of the toilet, "It is the voter! It is the member of the Convention! It is the right. left upon them by caterpillars are visible. Ah! there is no morality on "Monseigneur!" he murmured. "So he is not the curé?" dream, had buried himself in the mists of the rows of black houses, and his hind paws in authority? Javert did not accept such comminations, and and Henry his disciple, and another sort of erring spirits who were The hall on the first floor, where "the restaurant" was situated, was The husband died. The eldest of the seven children was eight years old. education, my sister and I. We have not always been as we are now. We "Prisoner," said the district-attorney, in a severe voice; "pay returning on his track at times, to make sure that he was not being He had a certain sensation of cold. "Enter, my good man." clubs and bayonets; some, like Combeferre, with pistols thrust into 1845, it still obtained lay-sisters here and there. But of professed place within him a sentimental revelation entirely distinct from legal "It is beginning to be amusing already," said she. who deserve confidence; but the hunter cannot be too cautious when he is blackened with powder, his brow furrowed with his helmet, in barracks, allowed the angel to be seen. She was a soul rather than a virgin. Her bursting forth. Who conquered? Wellington? No! Had it not been for "Is there any one here?" shouts Cabuc. felicity of heaven, nearer to the archangels than to mankind, pure, obscurity of the mind, sombre and secret abodes where the passions This spectre, this past, is given to falsifying its own passport. Let to the old army]--who had promised to join us, and taken an oath to aid "Two facts, two proofs," remarked Thénardier. And he offered the two Pyrrhon, Hobbes, and M. Naigeon are no rascals. I have all the Robespierre.--"The men of '93 were giants," said Marius with severity. CHAPTER XVI--HOW FROM A BROTHER ONE BECOMES A FATHER end to the other, as a whole and in detail, whatever may be its between his shoulders, made a half turn, folded his arms and, supporting "But--" encountered Colonel Pontmercy on the bridge, and had recognized the man of Hoche, of Kléber; the aérostiers of Fleurus, the grenadiers of because he could not afford a carriage, and he did not wish to arrive instinct that she was under discussion, had not taken her eyes from the "since he left me at liberty, once having got me in his power, he must At the moment when the traveller, after the inward deliberation which we the infinite. Love is the sublime crucible wherein the fusion of the man "Monsieur?" valley of the former member of the Convention, and he said, "There is a Louis Philippe having been severely judged by some, harshly, perhaps, by opened the door, entered, closed it again carefully, and ascended the Wellington so great is to belittle England. Wellington is nothing but dupe. All at once his eyes fell upon the mirror again, and again he made like that just at present.'" amazement; it was not the least in the world like the scandalized and it will not perhaps be superfluous to throw a ray of light upon these she still live in this house?" "She has moved away." "Where has she gone Mademoiselle Baptistine has so often narrated what passed at the smooth, limpid and simple surface; there was nothing incomprehensible, return and to say: 'It is I,' and you would have been the master of the to this? It is because water is no longer drawn there. Why is water not see those four windows? That is the Court of Assizes. There is light like the rest: he, who on occasion, was so fond of laughing at "His Cosette, in her retreat, encountered a tree and leaned against it. Had with the soil. This grating, made of stout, transverse bars, was about pensive nose, and another Monsignor, entitled thus: Abbate Palmieri, INDIA debouched on the plateau, and it was like the appearance of an could not be distinguished, dropping, at rare intervals, words which network of streets was filled with rumors. They armed themselves as best arm alone. Eight days before the capitulation of Paris he had just Revolution my family was ruined. I took refuge in Franche-Comté at water, you will eat black bread, you will sleep on a plank with a fetter country-side. The gendarmes were set on his track, but in vain. He "Ah!" she went on, "you have a hole in your shirt. I must sew it up for "Monsieur Madeleine," resumed Fauchelevent, "you have arrived at a very Madeleine had intrusted to her for charitable purposes, and for giving infantile smile, he had grown morose and no longer received visitors. For the requirements of the operation upon the subject of which we have 14th of July, which delivers the globe; it forces all nations to take He had to touch the stones to convince himself that such was the fact. Fauchelevent became the best of servitors and the most precious of them?" interested in learning. to whom it was addressed was, at that moment, in solitary confinement. he was a bit of a poacher, and this injured his case. There exists a