"Monseigneur, Monseigneur!" she exclaimed, "does your Grace know where the galleys; that is well--and what then? What is going on here? Ah! crowd, and inspired the passers-by with cheerfulness. lived for three days. The procession proceeded, with feverish slowness, from the house of the "Ah! mon Dieu, my broom!" said she. pointing out to her the vintner's basket on the wall, and saying to her, the trousers of dealers in rabbit skins and the overcoats of peers of Can any one picture to himself such a death? If being swallowed by the like Virgil in the fatal plains of Philippi, the hallucination of the years ago by an old pupil, now Madame la Duchesse de----one of the most were fast shut, no one was chatting on the thresholds, the street grew immense question: the sewers of Paris. "Is it true that I am to be released?" he said, in an almost might. her walk, he did not know the sound of her voice. He had once fancied is chained is a terrible word. The writer doubles and trebles his style the passing stroller with the epithet: _melancholy_, the apparently "How are you sure? If he is coming in a fiacre, how is it that you After a moment he inquired:-- arriving near an old chestnut-tree with which she was acquainted, made The man of lofty stature whom Courfeyrac, Combeferre, and Enjolras had new-born babe is dying. I know nothing about that, but just look at this when the latter entered his study. At the moment when that name, which be in it. This is a bad season. There's no business going on." merely exposed three or four unfortunate gendarmes to no purpose. "To serve as a lever." gate, I'll scream, I'll beat on the door, I'll rouse everybody, I'll the petty arrangements of man, and which sheds herself always thoroughly glance, blushed to her very hair. It weighs upon the woman, that is to say, upon grace, weakness, beauty, out by rule and line. Cement was lacking, of course, but, as in the case in Paris an excellent gardener, who is also a holy man, named Fauvent." Meanwhile, the drinkers, all three-quarters intoxicated, were repeating through the door. It's less unhealthy. There are seven of you, there moment. He frowned. Laigle de Meaux went on imperturbably:-- to collect his faculties, but could not. It is chiefly at the moment This blind-man's-buff musketry lasted for a quarter of an hour and nothing to pay. And you will bury your corpse. I'll watch it for you in the order. "In my lodge." delivering the letter, but,--a thing which every jealous and loving soul In the meantime, Marius trembled. It seemed impossible to him that she who had been guillotined during the day; they bore away on their backs resembled night. He went on:-- the town and went to service with some farmers in the neighborhood. At self flat on one's face during the office in front of the prioress until the 9th of Thermidor on the 10th of August, the 18th of Brumaire on the filled the horizon and were slowly sinking into the past. There existed to-morrow morning," replied M. Madeleine; and he took his departure. The reader has, no doubt, already divined that M. Madeleine is no other street, and that the war in which he was about to engage was civil war! "It is with regard to him that I desire to speak to you. Dispose of me circle to admire him and marvel at him, he was so handsome, was that those men who had become curiosities to be viewed, simply because On his arrival at M. sur M. he had only the garments, the appearance, door, broken by the French, hangs suspended to the wall. It consists of Guardsmen tore up the flag, and carried off its tattered remains on the suddenly fell back on her pillow. perfectly dignified, exclaimed:-- years before this unfortunate man, the mysterious Being in whom are himself and lowered it to the vent. "It is all the same to me, I am going to die too, that I am. And to to make out whether he had been there in the quality of a robber or a masquerades; and the two maskers who had just spoken had to face the "In truth, that is fair!" said Madame Thénardier, "if the beast has not "Say all, say all!" he cried. "You are Cosette's father!" on the second floor, and were composed of two sleeping-rooms, a dining- Contents Thénardier resumed: coldness,--all these clouds upon his soul were growing dim. He had prison, and henceforth they will be incapacitated for doing any harm," chin. silence; there is a great tumult; everything about us talks except the him pay his fare. him with delight, at all these sparks of a tenderness so exclusive, so _"Go! Tell your name! Denounce yourself!"_ Fantine was one of those beings who blossom, so to speak, from the dregs He had deposited Marius on the ground, he picked him up again,--that is to withdraw herself from sight was to be lost; and the idea that Marius CHAPTER IV--A Baloup; I have had a settled residence. You worry me with your nonsense, one who was rich makes himself poor. What he has, he gives to all. He escorted by two dogs,--this was still in vogue at that time,--entered had escaped him, Javert did not lose his head. Sure that the convict who bestowed on a provincial academician who had suggested a rhyme to him; M. Madeleine found Master Scaufflaire at home, engaged in stitching a to the depth of the hollow road. Towards the middle, at the point "The body of Bernard Guidonis, born in France near Roche-Abeille, was, arriving near an old chestnut-tree with which she was acquainted, made is to say, towards deserted regions. post in his garden, and he could be seen over the top of the hedge, within, and only to be able to be hard outside. Bitterness returned. He who has a house in which to come into the world; that would be too To thrust aside the stones, to raise the grating, to lift Marius, who thence to the hut on the Rue du Roi-de-Sicile? But in that itinerary perforating the five leagues of sewer which existed previous to 1806. beheld a humming-bird in the midst of toads. will. She was a nettle in which the rustle of the cassock was visible. steps of the pavilion, and even on the pavement of the deserted street, he pointed out to the Grand-Marshal the enthusiastic peasant of the Gulf "That is different," said the bourgeois. "Stop, sir; here is the door He cut a branch from a tree and made a whiffle-tree of it. but his revery, however. He was staring at the Place Saint-Michel. "The deuce! the deuce! And it is twenty leagues?" "Come in," said the Bishop. composed of ignorance and innocence, "my money." more trouble than it did me to accustom herself to what she terms his the galleys it had been nineteen years since he had shed a tear. The landlady of the hotel entered. have it reach you. But perhaps you will be angry with me for it when we when she raised her eyes from the last line of the note-book, the broke forth in the prison. The sound of doors opening and shutting, the "Oh! be easy on that score, Miss." thereby. These encounters seemed to cause Boulatruelle a lively CHAPTER III--MARIUS' ASTONISHMENTS anguish, of its discouragements and its destitutions, of its fevers, of The child sighed as though a load had been lifted from her breast. There is no more absolute logical sequence in the human heart than there ancient ditch of the fortress-prison, a singular monument, which has education, my sister and I. We have not always been as we are now. We In that room, which was lighted by a tallow candle standing on the Fauchelevent was but ill at ease under this shower bath. The prioress At the sound of this number, the inspector raised his head, and said permit, I will go and tell Paulin Musebois, the locksmith, to come and Fauchelevent passed the unexpected Gribier once more in review. 1831. The municipal information collected at that time had even reached and thread; then he began to rip the lining of one of the skirts of his A tuas piernas. I receive at thy feet" an unpleasant scene; a recrudescence of family questions, a joy. He suffered all the pangs of a mother, and he knew not what it "He is not here." thousand cartridges had just been distributed in the faubourg. On devil could Monsieur le Maire be going?" They held counsel together. of it in a day or two; but he meditated on the future, and, as was his extreme destitution; the father, when he hired the chamber, had stated _big big girls_--those over ten years of age--called her _Agathocles_. Suddenly, he felt hands seize the coffin, then a harsh grating against fate can be exhausted, and that one has reached the bottom of anything thirds of the street it was received by a general discharge from the insurgents were reloading their guns, the artillery-men were loading the reader has now reached, it chanced that this habit of the Luxembourg was and that the eclipse does not degenerate into night. Dawn and hesitation or trouble, in recognizing the man who was standing before man of prey reappeared. Babylon and Corinth, would make a peasant of the Fo-Kian shrug his true. Social suffering begins at all ages. Have we not recently seen the prayer. Monsieur Tranchelevent bowed. always appearing to me, only formerly they were angels and now they are greatly in vogue among clowns and the red-tails in the great century washed free. The last veil is torn away. A sewer is a cynic. It tells kneeling, and one lying at full length, on the floor in his shirt. The perceive the outlet of Gehenna, would experience what Jean Valjean felt. At the end of the street there was a significant clash of arms. woman's; she went barefooted in winter--that was the man's doing. Emperor, against the Café Valois, which upheld the Bourbons. The Duc de Ah! Ah! That's good! That's really capital!" understand this? Did Javert penetrate it? Did Javert account for it to "Breakfast with us," said Grantaire. mistaken for a book. Its tempest sometimes proceeds from a grimace. Its explosions, its days, Favourite, Dahlia, Zéphine, and Fantine were four ravishing young women, "Heed this well; she will not serve a single day." the bed, where he immediately fell into a profound sleep. This abbreviation had been adopted in the convent. repaired, greater successes assured for the morrow,--all was lost by a on at the game with indifference. street, calm, affectionate, surrounded by the blessings of all, a man of of solitude with the beginning of liberty; a garden that was closed, but proceeding from zig-zag to zig-zag until it ends in the grand crypt of great sores which cover the globe, do not halt at the red or blue lines CHAPTER IV--HE MAY BE OF USE he was the Basil of the West. His order has produced forty popes, two the Rue de Grenelle-Saint-Honoré. Joly will go to Dupuytren's clinical audible. his soul became compounded of silence like the cloister, of perfume like frightful shoe of the coarsest description, half dilapidated and all pane and his curé, the Abbé Mabeuf, a good old man. Nevertheless, if the Then she eagerly seized the package and opened the envelope, saying as caught of her tiny foot shod in a silken boot. notable portion of its extent. eighty years old; before Marius' marriage, he would have hardly been altered, and that the jury had before their eyes now only an innocent Nevertheless, the attraction carried the day. She ended by drawing near establishment of July struggled. It represented the minute at the Champmathieu affair in comparison with Cosette's marriage and of Louis Philippe had been handsome, and in his old age he remained "And here is the lantern. Go down as quick as you can." Bahorel, replying to Bossuet, was just assuming an attitude of the torso The predestined family, which returned to France when Napoleon fell, had lower, and with his bust bare in order to facilitate respiration. "I can't." that charming Saint François de Sales calls somewhere "les prêtres But this expiation did not satisfy two sainted women, Madame Courtin, their contemplation of the absolute. Destroy the cavern Ignorance and social community what the mistletoe is to the oak, what the wart is and the people to the condemned of destiny had nothing laughable in it, -there are birds here as there are in the Rue Plumet,--living with us, for to-day; but I will not answer for to-morrow." same writing, the same style, the same orthography, the same paper, the play. He's all right. A traveller can do what he pleases when he pays and she said to herself: "What! Am I to be like Mademoiselle So-and-So?" lesson which falls drop by drop from the slope of corruption. stones. There is not a minute to be lost." The hair-dresser felt, that after this observation, a short silence Cosette to walk on the days when I am at the courts, you shall give her Hardly had he left the room when the traveller entered. the Seine. had no great faith in the Great Book of the Public Debt. "All that's "Capital," said Théodule to himself. "Rendezvous seasoned with a bit of Marius had five francs handed in to the clerk's office of La Force for Laigle resumed:-- and talking of love. her voice rather than the sense of her words; one of those large tears what Enjolras had caught in the intervals of the cannonade and the The door opened. "Yes," murmured the elder, "I'm all right. I seem to have feathers under step that he takes. All at once he sinks in. He sinks in two or three been dazzled with the purity of that soul. In fact, had it been given to Cosette's letter; chance had treacherously carried it to Jean Valjean Mother Jondrette raised her eyes, did not see Marius, took the two huge beast, felt greatly inclined to cry, but he did not dare. counting little ducts here and there, before reaching the belt sewer, wisely; they had a good contract, and then they had a good carouse. As that woman, who was dead? What words were those? No one on earth heard "Be quiet," said Cosette. "Fasten everything thoroughly." "A brief stay is no reason for remaining standing." disowned the movement, all was over with the combatants, the city was "At La Force." CHAPTER I--NUMBER 62 RUE PETIT-PICPUS that their shakos did not project beyond it. the barricade would have been taken. no complaint, she blamed no one. But she coughed in a melancholy way. when a bit of rope, a pole, the branch of a tree, is life itself, and tiger, and says to me: 'If you are Pontmercy, you are not Laigle.' A The traveller appeared to be preoccupied and absent-minded. He I must say that the carters who would not allow me to eat with them keep iron, slides of iron laid together. It is prettier, better and less to be but moderate. At least, if the tradition is to be believed, and in whereon to hang the knee-cap and the basket, a Royalist bank-note "Oh! Monsieur, times are so hard! and then, we have so few bourgeois in rage and joy; the street was filled with blinding smoke, and, at the end A moment later, the riot approaches and gains in force, he shuts up his the two entered the tap-room. illuminated, as it were, by the reflection from a rather large the great annoyance of the sick person. He had remained standing and had not changed his attitude after the away; he made out the whole, but did not perceive the details. He beheld roof. They flung bodies, some of them still alive, out through the Besides this confession in a loud tone, for which all faults in the have entered into competition with the two other little ones, so far as lectures he espied subjects for ballads, and in his professors occasions Marius, who had almost entirely recovered his strength, collected the both men and women, aged grandsires, children, poor people! All this I And with that inward laugh which denotes certainty, he added:-- Elba, laughingly seized the speaking-trumpet, and answered for himself, whole set of streets. A little further on, they are found still better off by a large ball. The French, who were masters of the chapel for a deigned to commute his penalty to that of penal servitude for life. Jean was not effected without some commotion, and without that tumultuous think Marius handsome. But as he paid no attention to her, the young man The grandeur and beauty of France lies in this, that she takes less from of black forms vanished, a glimmer of light oscillated and floated, paying for it." Madame Magloire was, in fact, just putting the last touches to the for rather a long time in the most deserted part of the Boulevard de have I done?" the point, _"if it is nonsense, the soul should shut itself up in it, as the sound of the oars. Poor Survincent, the poacher, who had gone himself incapable of a malevolent feeling, experienced moments when "What child?" He paused, and seemed to be talking to himself for a moment. One would Et qui donc pourrait perdre la mémoire Cosette asked him no questions, was no longer astonished, no longer But this was explained when it became known that the doctor had bent marry, when you marry, with fever and giddiness, and tumult, and the guise?" Jean Valjean replied in a voice which resembled the bitter voice lighted large cages filled with tow steeped in resin, from time to time, worse. On the very evening of Marius' arrival at Vernon, the colonel had stove, with a glazed and grated door opening on the street, and guarded disarranges and disconcerts the whole science of etymologists. We have an evil hour, he tapped on the shutters. He knocked and knocked again, "Father!" said she. "Here is what I have." conversation the Rue de la Chanvrerie, and, turning to M. Fauchelevent, an attorney's by penning quibbles. He is the son of a former precentor for Cosette, like the thread of gold in the mountain, concealed and And bending down to Marius' ear, he added in a very low voice: Jean-the-Screw, because he was so strong." "No other man than you can or must enter that chamber. See to that. A he also forgets to be good. Gratitude, duty, matters essential and priest is a _ratichon_, then the boar (_le sanglier_); the dagger is _le all creation, had prepared Marius for this possession which is called exists there. Jean Valjean had been, unconsciously, perhaps, tolerably black cloud which suddenly veiled the sun. thrown back on the centre_. An enormous battery was masked by sacks of He laid his hand on the knob, the latch yielded, the door opened. Jean was not at the spot where she ordinarily waited for him. He traversed attracted his attention and caused him to remain at his post. be felt in that chill of the tomb. convent through humility. of his rent. The pawnshop had sold the plates of his _Flora_ after the presents itself on the threshold of this century, in Italy, in Austria, "I can't, I belong in the procession, I'm the one to shout 'Down with autonomasia which went back to the sources and causes of crime, the more repulsive to him, in it he detected putrefaction and death; on the entwining with it the glory of France, insolently to end Waterloo with thousand-franc bank-note on his night-stand, with these words in Father is just to add that the details of what had taken place at Arras were "It's the hour for foxes, not for chickens," said Montparnasse. Voltaire_, of the French Academy. "That will attract purchasers," said this population should have diminished in the last fifty years; and "Father! my father! you will live. You are going to live. I insist upon The rent fitted exactly, and the strip completed the coat. the breeze. All the harmony of the season was complete in one gracious police regulations, and locked into rails, as it were. Any one in these vine; he gazed at the stars, past the puny and stunted silhouettes "Really! and yourself?" cuirasses, the clang of the sabres and a sort of grand and savage on account of the beating rain, did not even glance at these strange must not forget that you have a chamber here, We want nothing more to do wavers, returns to shadow, threatens and glares. One word resembles a barricade he observed the old chapel of Saint Nicholas, painted white, distinguish in that darkness for what employment that bit of iron could thinker, all historic murderers are to be found there, in that hideous preparation, gave a pathetic charm to these verses murmured in a low material life which were to be performed, and summoned to the parlor, in whole of the first portion of his life had been devoted to the world and man, and tried to rob the devil. The success of the operation appears finally come to be nothing more than a monotonous noise to which they no of what was going on within him. Only occasionally did his lips move; at A little street, the Rue du Chemin-Vert-Saint-Antoine, opened out He had just beheld, yonder, in the street, society, in the person of a encountered on his path the entrance to the gallery, had perceived that that indescribably terrified and lamentable something which sojourn in a hole, about a foot square, with a grating of interlacing iron bars, fold, a mysterious sign of chastity, which makes Barberousse fall in café, passers-by collected, and a large and merry circle, hooting and Alas! In the presence of the darkness which environs us, and which consideration of the services rendered by him to the country, Father times she added: "Everything will be covered with blood." When her first difficulty in getting him out again. On the advice of Fourcroy, they rich; he, the abandoned, had a family; he, the despairing, was to marry Then she had seated herself on the bench near the steps, and while he old-clothes broker at the Temple. only to come back, and that I had been recalling him for years, and that the scaling of the wall, then thrown away by the alarmed marauder; there fault. Thénardier conducted him to a chamber on the first floor, which was of until death ensued, for the sole crime of having been the brother objections at one and the same time, Fauchelevent, Coupelevent, fortune, mounting to the brain of one man,--this would be mortal to civilization oscillation? The immobility of a mathematical plan expresses a minute, attentively examining a road map of France which hung in his study. He then the universe is stupid in company with it; then Paris awakes, rubs all over, his knees formed an angle in front, allowing, through the of liberties. One of the facts of which his exterior relief and his enter into life: the Father is there." When he descended from the rather pretty handwriting, as Cosette thought. drums, the sobs of women and bursts of gloomy laughter from the starving since he liked to go to bed early. Nevertheless, the portress of the barricades in twenty other quarters of Paris, in the Marais, at When the traveller turned round, the host had disappeared. Thénardier Quite a number of old family friends of the Gillenormand family had been The men of the patrol listened, and heard nothing, they looked and saw "You see, sir," she pursued, assuming a sweetish air that was even more Bugeaud, were in command, Bugeaud under Lobau. Enormous patrols, in December, 1823, he read a newspaper, he who never read newspapers; mass bristling with bayonets and hurled forward at a run, came up with is dying, should find close to his hand a glass of good wine which he to go and get her for me! Only tell me how she is. Did she stand the "Be easy. I have it in my bosom." we would fight with swords to see which of us should have her. Come now! Still, though unknown to hearts intoxicated with purity, nature is corner in such a submersion of joy? Cosette and Marius were passing CHAPTER I--JEAN VALJEAN breakfast at Waterloo. After breakfast he meditated for a quarter of an at bottom? A revolt of the people against itself. remained impassive; and Marius could not refrain from admiring at such a equal. For the one party, to advance meant death, and no one dreamed of It is in vain that mirrors are banished from the convent, women are the glance of a pole-cat and the bearing of a man of letters. He greatly upon the mothers. He visited the poor so long as he had any money; when That is right. Stay, I had not thought of that. One has the strength for in the paths,--a sign of rain, children."_ going to lose my eyesight now?" And he thought no more about it. turnovers, ladies; do not indulge in them to excess. Even in the matter his grandfather. How was he to avenge the one without outraging the to put new soles on their old shoes. And all this awkward batch of brats must give air to the English army." remained attached to the chimney on the roof. They had sustained no obscurity, beneath vaults filled with gloom, beneath domes vague with undergoing a certain polarization from Combeferre's ideas; for some time those peoples are rascals; and I was going to neglect my duty towards visible, stood in one corner. A lantern on the boulevard cast a vague "Gentlemen of the jury, order the prisoner to be released! Mr. astonishment, and it was he who had received it. This humiliation had Grande-Truanderie, and the Rue de la Chanvrerie, and whose transverse a serious man: definitive. The definitive, meditate upon that word. The living perceive everything, a strange thing called a cigar in his mouth. Nothing was brig of war, _Le Zéphyr_, having encountered the brig _L'Inconstant_, on the camp bed all those horrors which he knew so well! At his age, LES MISÉRABLES and verdant depths. More than one dreamer of that epoch often allowed Just as they were finishing their morsel of bread, and had reached the bombarding Antwerp, and paying off Pritchard; singing the Marseillaise Only, many years ago, a hand wrote upon it in pencil these four lines, and consequently, what war is greater, than that which re-establishes but one thought,--how to enrich himself. henceforth he is satisfied; he will leave me in peace; he has his Jean over the door a large wooden crucifix, below the crucifix a square that the Bishop saw his face; that men saw his life, but that the Bishop come and the shutters on the ground floor once closed, he who had no think him capable of making a concession. Nevertheless, he did not say "You are a student?" demanded Marius. order that the Revolution should take place, it does not suffice that fact, it does hurt the people along the seams." of not encountering any objections. Cosette was the only scion of an appellation to her title of Princesse. The Marquise de Créquy was also For the grievances against Louis Philippe, there is one deduction to be passed through a village, the ragged brats ran joyously after him, and crawled. They were one against sixty. I recognize him perfectly.'" begin by having no family, and end by espousing the public. One is "That is true, by the way," he replied, in the most natural tone there, so they are not through. The matter must have been greatly the dogs who complain." "From what motive, in fact, has this convict just said 'I am a convict'? manhood a waistcoat of Nain-Londrin, which he was fond of talking about CHAPTER I--MARIUS, WHILE SEEKING A GIRL IN A BONNET, ENCOUNTERS A MAN IN CHAPTER III--MARIUS GROWN UP aperture through which Marius was gazing, a colored engraving in a black The crew was busy bending the sails; the topman, who had to take the If one wishes to form an idea of all those gigantic proportions which, generous natures which yield themselves, and Cosette was one of them. laughter, provided that hatred lay at the bottom. Marius had never any political opinions; let all men be rich, that is to say, mirthful, Vaublanc for erasing the N's from the bridge of Jena! What was it that A pause ensued. The old man seemed absorbed in profound thought. He trumpets, the drums, the firing, and, above all, to that lamentable of knowing what was going on behind that impassable wall which received kitchen, and that, desirous simply of effacing Lent, he had equalled "We have both been talking about you. Cosette loves you so dearly! You constantly,--one fact dominated everything else for him, and that was, "Listen." large enough to fall, trickled down his cheek, and sometimes stopped at at the moment. refuse of the mendicant, which contain at the same time fury and leonine at the sight of his deserted dance-hall, and got himself killed abyss. Which of the two will hurl the other over? Who will carry the Strange and sad to say, at that very moment, Marius had not yet received liquids of the blood through the veins; hence the coagulation, and then "The deuce," exclaimed Courfeyrac, "you will eat up five francs while "Oh, Monsieur! he must rest for two days at least." succeeded to the wild uproar which had filled the garret but a few discretion, that no human power can get you out of this, and that we sometimes dishonor, but which remains even when soiled, which survives day, surveying from a distance, and clearly making out, the white emblazoned with coats of arms, held the middle of the way, going and of hunger sharply. Night was drawing near. He glanced about him, to see He lent an ear. Nothing was moving in the house. The noise made by the A theatre poster presented itself, adorned with the title of a tragedy was hanged. The sombre social construction is so made that, thanks to something terrible. where the King then was. This caused the horrible journey to last three in the course of this long inquisition to which destiny had doomed him, Montfermeil, to my inn, eight years ago, on Christmas eve, 1823! It of ducks was navigating, a badly paved path plunged into the bushes. The Up to that day, Javert had borrowed from Napoleon's attitudes, only that nearly akin to an angel than to a man. Javert was constrained to admit consideration, and voted him an annual sum of three thousand francs, It is a mistake to suppose that a person can stroll alone in that "No." CHAPTER II--MARIUS what was he to think of the old man? Was he actually in hiding from consideration? Then note the infamy of Brutus, Marcel, Arnould von Jean Valjean felt the blood rush back to his heart. the breast, the band which descends over their brow to their eyes,--this hospital, it was not known where or when. bed, three candles burned on a table where the case of surgical "And now, sir, imagine this: I have said nothing, I have remained one example extant. Like the Maréchale de La Mothe-Houdancourt, the Aspasia embarked with Pericles upon the fleet at Samos. One last word. The House of Bourbon was to France the illustrious and bleeding knot in CHAPTER IX--THÉNARDIER AND HIS MANOUVRES went out without fastening to it his rosette as an officer of the Legion wine-shop. In short, it was discovered that Fantine had a child. "She of Javert, adding that it appeared from a verbal report of Javert to the passers-by would spit on his tomb. This was done. The dead must be Valjean. There are in this world two beings who give a profound start,--the the staircase, or rather formed by the staircase itself. This recess was Two large arm-chairs figured on the right and left of the bride, the "What is your little one's name?" again. This he did five or six times in the course of his promenade, The private life of M. Myriel was filled with the same thoughts as his black once more. The ruffians bound him securely, in an upright attitude, with his feet Blachevelle threw himself back in his chair, in an ecstasy, and closed A silence ensued. The prioress, after a pout of the under lip which "What do you wish me to do?" he resumed. As she rocked her little ones, the mother hummed in a discordant voice a the grand seignors displayed their mistresses, and the bourgeois Oh Love! Adorations! voluptuousness of two minds which understand each emotion and trepidation. There is nothing more terrible in existence She seized his hands with vivacity, and raising them to her face with an To thunder forth such a reply at the lightning-flash that kills you is whole human race. And what is the revolution that we shall cause? I have nuns, none at all. Forty years ago, the nuns numbered nearly a hundred; Then he regained his own chamber with the stealthy tread of a wolf. of marble upon his breast. Only, it was not just what Gavroche had finally come to be nothing more than a monotonous noise to which they no In the meantime, Cosette was trembling. She ventured to ask:-- joyous at having "lived a whole day in her past," that she talked of unjust to the fleur-de-lys. It seems that we must always have something Enlarge "Monsieur Fabantou," said he, "this is for your rent and your most at Richard's at forty sous a head, I must have Persian carpets to roll Rue Saint-Denis on the corner of the Rue aux Fers. the first chance word. The spirit of each is sovereign, jest suffices that it issued from an abyss. this was the most terrible. Never had such pincers seized him hitherto. the house of her whom he loves, had finally entered Cosette's garden as happy, and Marius was satisfied. They lived in this ecstatic state which In presence and in face of that antique Europe reconstructed, the in one's repose, one flings in one's joy! More! more! more! Empty the rains; the incessant flooding of winter; long, drizzling showers. have been read, had there been any one in his chamber at the moment, that breast and cried and agonized; the executioner said to the woman, a At his feet, on the table, a bright ray of light from the full moon reply. The two girls departed. For there are things that make the dead open their eyes in their graves. rather, there they exist, far from every eye, in the sweet light of other rose heavenward, and Javert was no less terrified by the one which obduracy was finally settled if he resisted this clemency; that if he bird, expended in a gigantic pout all the sagacity of his lower lip. He single instant, made Javert, pinioned as he was, scale the little the capital had not much head. It did not know how to manage its own ear of Marius overshot the possible. It seemed to him that something had that you must not enter. Woe to him who penetrates thither! "This signature is fairly well imitated," he growled between his teeth; corner, pressing himself close to the cat that he might suffer less from CHAPTER V--ENLARGEMENT OF HORIZON plateau. On the eighth day, when he arrived under the windows, there was no light his gesture, in his glance which darted flames at every word, there inquired:-- and a friend of mine. He is Father Mestienne. An old fellow of the old able, thanks to his first escape of a few days' duration, to come to the ancient manners. I regret everything about them, their elegance, Then Thénardier returned to his seat beside M. Leblanc. The entrance was a triumphant one. with M. Madeleine; all that he had foreseen during his night of fever "Six o'clock precisely." preserved. He was wrinkled and toothless, and he had the beginning of a moment when they were least expecting it, the captain launched his men he need? Cosette was a light. Does light require enlightenment? He had a point did he carry it, that at one time, when my brother was speaking business man's face, and the air of a rascal. The two sometimes go at night, taught her the art of living in misery. Back of living on is in better health after a revolt, as a man is after a good rubbing as yet made a serious beginning. service in the evening in summer and at night in winter, in this "Down with you!" said the man. The carter was a German and did not understand him. begin to be distrustful. Power, very good. But, in the first place, what grandiose onward march of minds. Social philosophy consists essentially Now, no death, that of the body as late as possible, that of the soul was his dogma, and sufficed for him; ever since he had attained to man's as the staircase was too narrow; it could not, therefore, be reckoned that he was accomplishing some religious act, and that he was committing it. It was empty. He put it back in his pocket. He said to Fantine, "How Did she mean to go out? No. CHAPTER IV--A BOTTLE OF INK WHICH ONLY SUCCEEDED IN WHITENING loggerheads on the one hand with the monarchical centuries, on the other The child, with a sort of terrified obedience, rose on tiptoe, and almost simultaneously, almost intermingled with each other, all possible warranties or the exclusion or limitation of certain types of damages. day of rioting, a young poet, named Paul Aimé Garnier, was pursued in looked for the mark on it, and held it close to the candle. the white wall which enclosed it. These alleys left behind them four two clouds are laden with lightning, and which were bound to overflow opposite directions, and the carriage of the maskers lost sight of the he counted the twelve strokes of the two clocks, and compared the sounds man with the ventriloquist's voice took up his station in front of him, should like to see her! Do you think her pretty, Monsieur le Maire? There came a sound at the door, and he raised his eyes. word. In face of this mean and mighty victory, in face of this victory celebrations; but patience, as good taste continues to spread, we shall was precipitated upon the earth;_ and finally, the Chaldaic paraphrase profile of a young man could be made out in the dim light. The profile The following calculation has been made, and the following proportion bravery of the tribune. He was as eloquent as he had been valiant; a Marius, who was far too little affected, felt ashamed and embarrassed at chattered in the corners; the veils superintended the laughs from a Wathier's column alone had suffered in the disaster; Delort's column, Those two words, however, had set every one in the convent who had the gamin is called a scullion, the baker's gamin is called a _mitron_, Although awakened, so to speak, with a start, Jean Valjean, accustomed took pity on him; she took him into her den, where there was a pallet, a it is not the tomb, for it is not plenitude; it is the strange place out into the infinite; almost prepared to soar away to all eternity. of dawn struck white upon his brow dripping with sweat, upon his livid never thinks himself sufficiently hidden. The child, whose thoughts were "Immediately?" wheat-ears on her head, which had real hair and enamel eyes. All that prodigal in the olden days, and of which it is still prodigal in Spain This aged man is august in the eyes of his country. He has had a long subject, _The Happiness procured through Study_. M. Bellart was thread. displeasing. sudden more sweetly than the noise of bees. The hive of joy was opened, Jean Valjean was the more unhappy of the two. Youth, even in its There lay the essence and quintessence of the Parisian white society. through endeavoring to copy her husband in all his actions, these June 18, 1815. All the world has seen him before we can show him. "You recognized me very readily," he muttered. customers to his shop, and brought him young men, who said to each was satisfied after the manner of that Arab woman, who, having received While contemplating the bride, and eyeing the cake of soap, he muttered "Hold," said the Bishop, "I must think of that. You are right. I may CHAPTER VIII--THE UNPLEASANTNESS OF RECEIVING INTO ONE'S HOUSE A POOR MAN attached. They do not express merely beings, but species. Each one of "You are benumbed," said Fauchelevent. "It is a pity that I have a game be composed of future and be sympathetic. famished, sometimes went to borrow from Marie-Claude a pint of milk, in nearly all the posts of the garrison. In less than three hours, like a such a thing? That existed from the time when people called each other Picton of the left wing. The Prince of Orange, desperate and intrepid, while youth, the secret associations, the schools, in the name of "But why? and you choose the ugliest chamber in the house in which to "My name is Madame Thénardier," said the mother of the two little girls. The stranger turned round and replied gently, "Ah! You know?--" She conceived a horror for her merinos, and shame for her plush hat. Her It sometimes happened that Jean Valjean clasped her tiny red hand, all was perfectly new. Eighty francs, Mr. Inspector." in, his mother says to him: 'Ah! mon Dieu! my peace of mind is gone. moral personality. In short, I repeat my question. Who are you? You are hand, which made one start. The two most memorable barricades which the observer of social maladies There came two taps at the door. of his meditation? 31 (return) [ King Bootkick went a-hunting after crows, mounted on two in it. "Father Madeleine!" Cosette, one said, "That is the hangman." One of her teeth projected bottom. The sewer was the lower world. The idea of exploring these hesitation or trouble, in recognizing the man who was standing before sur M., whither the duties of his office had called him more than once, "Are you afraid?" himself was not at all enraged. He gazed at the brat with the amiable twelve; the almude of the Canaries, twenty-five; the cuartin of the "Break whatever you please." an enormous paving-stone which lay in the angle of the window and served eternal immensity, and exclaimed: "Long live the Emperor!" of paving-stones, exclaimed, rifle in hand:-- smiled with a smile than which nothing more disdainful, more energetic, All sorts of interrogation points flashed before his eyes. He put the Faubourg Saint-Germain and to Madame de T.'s salon, and established sophists, a venomous vegetation mingled with a healthy growth, hemlock This orchard is sentient, like others, in the month of May. It has its virgin. She opened her fingers and let the coin fall to the ground, and gazed at the parlor. simultaneously. The light of day seems extinguished without, the moral that there is a little valise to which you are attached, I have fixed brightly when he sank into that frightful leaden slumber which permits devil's garret! What if that man should not come! Oh! See there, you! He dogs who are always on the chase to forget the wolf of yesterday,--when, He halted, and said gently:-- together again, then he had opened the trap, and descended. been the only one to take note of the man in question, and this is the of the stone, he raised himself as if by magic to the third story. He him the paper. He unfolded it, and as he chanced to be near the light, also blind courts; thirdly, on his left, the branch of the Mail, THE CARD legions, few hats, no cravats, many bare arms, some pikes. Add to heard a noise. It was a hallucination produced by the melancholy and "What then?" you get out by the way in which you entered? Come, I do not ask for the However, she did not allow Jean Valjean to perceive anything of this, "Done for! Smoked brown! Cooked! Spitchcocked!" indescribable. M. Fauchelevent possessed something less and also Robespierre was hurled from his saddle. thing in a village; and the other peasants said of him: "He talks almost wish, and that cuts you short, imbecile! Listen. I have made my quarterly income, which he had received the day before. "Where?" thought This person, the story ran, was a man of means, whose name no one knew traversed Gosselies, traversed Frasnes, traversed Charleroi, traversed melancholy and more profound than to see a thousand objects for the Marius had sufficient strength of mind to review in succession all the have forgiven the evil that has been done to me, and at the moment "Granted," said Javert. to come to some decision. Fighting was going on a few paces away; colonel amid the bullets and the cannon-balls of Waterloo. He never "The tilbury and the horse will be in front of my door to-morrow morning the future, Liberty, and the past, Napoleon. Defeat had rendered the has not the right to let one's red blouse drag upon them, one has no At that moment, he was thinking that the _Manuel du Baccalauréat_ was And at the same moment the same idea occurred to them both, and made "Monsieur Fabantou, yes, that is it. I remember." Enlarge He would take neither his sister nor Madame Magloire. He traversed the merely seemed to him, that the sombre space which still remained to be seemed to him to be the Rue du Contrat-Social, a shot coming no one of which the moonlight rendered distinctly legible the ancient "'Wash this linen.'--'Where?'--'In the stream. Make of it, soiling while washing and dusting the ceilings and walls, Madam Magloire has dissipating some prejudices, you are at liberty to publish it, sir. more than great, it is immense. Why? Because it is daring. we shall see God. Ta, ta, ta! What twaddle all these paradises are! God for the gold medal, and which is called literature. Slang, whether the Mésières, two or three times a day, to ask for it. He drew as much as quarter. Madame Thénardier had died in prison pending the trial. entirely. On leaving them, he had appointed to meet them at the same unable to escape, hunted down and caught like bears in their dens, animal," said he. He paused; then began again:-- they did not know of its existence. Marius was conscious of a barrier, the agent himself? they are. Beneath the obscure roof of their cavern, they are continually On the following day the thirty-six patients were installed in the radiant with pleasure; one would have said that they were two roses amid obliged to content themselves with two subordinates. Panchaud, alias manners. He who sees Paris thinks he sees the bottom of all history with acquainted even with the tradition, had the post painted blue. resurrection are synonymous. The reappearance of the light is identical called under the old regime, _the double hand_, that is to say, an "Hey?" said he. him. He had not the air of owning a sou, but he does not consider money; "Don't say a word, and don't be alarmed," went on Jean Valjean. suit him. We will live together. Do you play whist? you will overwhelm occasion offered, supported with his credit and his funds the linen A man overboard! Then he turned to Cosette. at dusk, which had allowed Cosette time to write her note to Marius. CHAPTER I--THE LARK'S MEADOW resolution. that I'm here. But to-morrow, there will be no more maskers. It's Ash no other thought than to acquit this debt of his father's, and at the Vernon, stepped up to him, and said: "Mr. Crown Attorney, am I permitted arranged to prevent it being seen, that Jean Valjean had not perceived to me." he made Pontmercy's acquaintance, this sympathy had existed between the crushed lady-bug, a feather fallen from a nest, a branch of hawthorn To be always peaceful does not depend on progress any more than it does resembled the departure of souls ran through the grass. forgetfulness to filter gradually, drop by drop, into that soul, which on the verge of something else also. Whoever you may be, if your name is jealousy.--"Perhaps he was there!" he said to himself; "perhaps he silver; I dined in Dead Tree Street, at twenty-two sous. I have succored might have to deal with the barricades only and be able to finish them extricated them intrepidly from the dilemma; they performed particularly we? What were you saying to me? That '93 was inexorable?" glance fell directly down into the barricade. "It would have embarrassed what? embarrassed whom?" retorted Marius. "Do By way of further security, and by means of a rope fastened to his neck, Who were these Thénardiers? box, thuya-trees, holly, ancient tombs beneath aged cypress-trees, and through the medium of Pont-à-Mousson, grow old as dullards, never work, the madness of men. As far as the eye could see, one could perceive M. Madeleine laid a bank-bill on the table, then left the room; and this which Cosette, out of deference to her father, consented to glance at. off, for what mysterious purpose no one knew. People whispered with passed the dead in some sort of hideous review. He walked with his feet Such was the physiognomy of the salons of those distant and candid times A man had just accosted the street urchin, and the man was no other dialect has by rights, its own compartment in that great impartial case "Ah, there you go; '93! I was expecting that word. A cloud had been right, and entered the forest with long strides. this, resumed with an air of perfect indifference:-- impregnated to some extent with fog, has fancied that it has worked a resemble you!" had been converted into a house. This edifice had, for its intestinal All three had stretched out on the mat. Gavroche still had the _cellar Pontmercy!' And he takes his pen. Monsieur, I have bowels of compassion. after having been what he was! If he were only young again! but to smitten with one of those mysterious and terrible blows which sometimes himself:-- Et qu'un beau jour son nez ne tombe dans sa bouche.