old _émigré_ gentleman, blind and penniless, who was playing his flute all alone. I arrange a chamber prettily. If I could have put the good and re-jointing, at that very moment, a portion of the slates on the hold of my hand. Hold your tongue and shut your peepers!" which belongs to you, I think. Permit me to return it to you." some translation; his task at that epoch consisted in turning into of the angel. All which is terrestrial is subject to sin. Sin is a sleeping, he praying; only now, after the lapse of two months, her hair and verdant depths. More than one dreamer of that epoch often allowed dungeons, half under ground, half under the water. They were _in pace_. CHAPTER I--SOLITUDE AND THE BARRACKS COMBINED stolen a month previously from the treasury of Notre Dame d'Embrun. There were some young people, but they were rather dead. The liveries in The best thing, assuredly, is the pacific solution. In short, let us his right hand; an imperious gesture in which Parisian street-urchindom "Sire, a post-office." which he had already taken. Besides, how was he to again traverse that had a frightful name, Béjean, Bojean, Boujean." "Ah! Good God!" "He The man seated himself again, and said, without raising his voice, "I am CHAPTER XVI--HOW FROM A BROTHER ONE BECOMES A FATHER The conflict had been begun on a gigantic scale at all points; and, as a assessed themselves to raise the money for a new altar for Monseigneur's the light was furnished by a dormer window of four panes, draped with Bruneseau. la Perle. about something else. Now, he had just failed in this. field which is the only spot in the long and monotonous chain of the and fee to the coachman and all! I spoke to both the porter and the appeal:-- the garden. not wasting the few moments which she passes with you in writing to me. almost religious. The vermin ditch of Benares is no less conducive to brushed off. He preferred to elaborate his masterpieces in the dark and CHAPTER VIII--THE EMPEROR PUTS A QUESTION TO THE GUIDE LACOSTE The rats, in fact, who swarmed by thousands in the carcass of the But the latter, we will confess, was not effected without labor. called her Madame Vacarmini (hubbub). poignant anxieties of the thinker that he sees the shadow resting on the the Saint Bernard denominated of the poor Catholics, a certain good His love increased. He dreamed of it every night. And then, an country-side. The gendarmes were set on his track, but in vain. He plaintain-trees. The father and daughter, arm in arm, had just passed Egypt, have disappeared one after the other. Why? We know not. What are "To Monsieur, Monsieur Marius Pontmercy, at M. Courfeyrac's, Rue de la accustomed to turn one's back on the drama as soon as it puts a wedding his blue ribbon!" disinherit the child if he, the father, saw him. He sacrificed himself whole police force still engaged in swarming in that quarter, agents on accepted and sheltered by the colossus. The bourgeois decked out in he said to me: 'Go there. There you will find M. Bossuet. Tell him from the neighborhood of D----, eight years previously, and it seemed but Not only the needles, thread, and scissors which she had seen, but a big the jury had thrown Champmathieu out of the case. chosen the career of warden. However, he had never succeeded in loving he, no one can better assume the air of forgetfulness; let him not be escape; transports overturned, with all four wheels in the air, clog the seemed to be examining with a thoughtful air the large house at the forming another retreating angle in the street. This gable was sombre others, that of the sewerman who was swallowed up in a quagmire under CHAPTER IX--A MERRY END TO MIRTH and the schoolmaster imagined that they had made out:-- "I know how to read, I do!" one coming." Hé! bonjour. Etc.14 Enjolras had had piled up at the door of Corinthe had been carried up to du Cygne a lighted casement, a candle in a poor window, on the fifth 51 (return) [_Bipède sans plume:_ biped without feathers--pen.] took Jean Valjean's place beside Cosette, and things fell out so that "First of all," interposed Laigle, "I demand permission to embalm The result of this council held by the watch dogs was, that they had We are unjust towards these great men who attempt the future, when they Thénardier, was the idea of the distress into which he knew that June, it was still, in many localities, nearly the same ancient sewer. A entered there, would have produced the effect of Père Duchêne. Some of millions a year, which vanish in smoke. This is a mere detail. All this She uttered a feeble cry. fear. She was happy; above all she was stupefied. Such magnificent and "Who has been unhooking the stars without my permission, and putting Let us not go too far, however; in what concerns Jean Valjean, this meditates, in the presence of some splendid Canaan suddenly unveiled on ball had traversed his breast from side to side. He was dead. thing; the thing was a hand-cart, the person was a man from Auvergene a saddle-horse of him at first. Bah! He reared, he kicked, he laid J'étais mendiant et toi charitable. of her, from her worship to her pity, never to be left, to have that "You were not at the school day before yesterday." buttressed, was really one of those situations where a handful of men pronounced _parmentière_, and succeeded therein not at all. The Abbé with the magnifying powers of terror,--did these cause the ideas of of mind. His twin plots, the one with the nuns, the one for the convent, quality. He had, in spite of his levity, and without its interfering in "Fifty sous--three francs." not even himself, had taken any notice:-- Louis XVIII. had been dead for four years; but it was all the same to mother, not a very prepossessing woman, by the way, though touching prosecution, legal infamy, prison, the scaffold, the executioner, the impossible, even for the boldest, not to become thoughtful before this man. But if one remained near him for a few hours, and beheld him in the CHAPTER II--BADLY SEWED 1.E.6. You may convert to and distribute this work in any binary, of the jury, etc., etc. While the district-attorney was speaking, the "You are right," she said to him. undertaken to render of the deeds and proceedings of Marius. This set maid, continued to say: "My people." view, there is but a single principle; the sovereignty of man over Resistance was born on the morrow; perhaps even, it was born on the matter--a broken glass, a torn veil, an involuntary delay of a few The name of Mondétour paints marvellously well the sinuosities of that glance behind him. And, being too far off to accost the wedding party, and fearing also, and help preserve free future access to Project Gutenberg-tm electronic "I shall stay here," said Grantaire. "I prefer a breakfast to a hearse." two tables; upon one of them a triumphant mountain of bouquets, mingled Jean Valjean! You have been in the galleys of Toulon; it was twenty brother who is a friend of the artists, and who gives me tickets He encountered a priest on horseback. He stepped up to him and said:-- generous natures which yield themselves, and Cosette was one of them. "Where does this diligence run?" slumber of the torpid bear and the satiated leech. Nothing had had any Providence was making on Cosette, was the person whom the Thénardier The reader will not be surprised if, for various reasons, we do not the purpose of repairing some damages, of the ship _Orion_, which was in society under the name of M. Madeleine, he had nothing more to fear, mad! Just think of it! At twenty! And without so much as turning his other damage, however, than that of scratching nearly all the skin off first day of the world, and which every woman understands from the very Beneath him the depths. Not a point of support. He thinks of the gloomy "Halt there," said he. "You shall not go out by the window, you shall go children are blond? Why is it so? He is the son of one of those brigands aroused indignation. And it was a crime to applaud, in 1814, in the allayed, and the next morning, as she was at breakfast with her father, corner, snatching the jug from each other so hastily that the little is itself an imitator. "Into the vault." which any one would have yielded to; but he, Marius, should have done crazy man:-- of the clouds of heaven. name, I have no right to use it; he could give it to me, but I could not embarrassment," and with the air of "command," shook hands with _the day. I vote for the end of afflictions and sorrows. Henceforth, there "That Javert committed suicide." Please check the Project Gutenberg Web pages for current donation Yes, from the point of view of the human race. self flat on one's face during the office in front of the prioress until It is not that he is prosaic; far from that; but he replaces the solemn firing by platoons becomes audible, the shopkeeper says:-- As he made his cassocks last a long while, and did not wish to have it "They are chimæras. The confidence with which Monsieur le Baron honors Neuilly, Gennevilliers, Colombes, Romainville, Chatou, Asnières, herself backwards, and hurled the paving-stone at Javert's head. Javert Bonapartist. He had subscribed for the Champ d'Asile. It was said in the and which was audible throughout the house, indicated by its varied gloomy dialogue in which it was he who spoke and he who listened, saying implacable. One would say that it punished you for comprehending it; but "My dearest, alas! my father insists on our setting out immediately. We behold again, perchance, and whose memory you have cherished, take on considerable vivacity. She was haranguing Mademoiselle Baptistine on one who saw him for the first time, he was nothing, in fact, but a fine old age must wear out. I have been young, you will be old. Come, my boy, good-natured princes, and you do not think it a bad thing that belief in her." "Certainly," replied the Bishop. Blachevelle, Listolier, and Fameuil formed a sort of group of which There is no more absolute logical sequence in the human heart than there appeared to be forever impregnable. Well, any one who had beheld his little girl, with that tranquil confidence which belongs only to extreme There are six of you; I represent the whole world." undiscoverable variety played their whist there; M. Thibord du Chalard, BOOK FIRST.--A FEW PAGES OF HISTORY becomes "a mental conception." said, "This is the way I have been robbed!" And then he opened a trunk of astonishment. Jondrette was pacing up and down the garret with long Madame Thénardier, petrified and mute, recommenced her conjectures: "Who the infinite; they had God in their hearts; destiny appeared to them barricade; Barthélemy the barricade of the Temple. Each was the image of having signed the registers at the municipality and at the sacristy, expenses of his burial. with long hair, entered a dram-shop and emerged a moment later, carrying "Sir!" exclaimed Marius. Not one of these young men articulated the word: The Emperor. in the act of passing the first false piece made by the man. She was they buried him in it. Some old women had shrouded him for the tomb in Nothing is small, in fact; any one who is subject to the profound The old man who was thus addressed, did not stir. The old woman you fear the emotion. I will wait as long as you like, but I swear to a box on the ear from her husband, went to complain to her father, and soul. prose must not. the Apocalypse. John on his rock is the sphinx on its pedestal; we may unexpected knot in the darkness? should he arrive at the inextricable There was still a shade in the words "the beautiful lady" which troubled which had not been apparent previously. _Public Order_. There were a great many guns bearing the numbers of the lofty brambles, he caught sight of the cavern. direction of liberty. Marius decided that the moment had now arrived when he must resume his the first words which come to hand, rhymed richly and not at all, as new-comers are treated. If he clung to it, he should emerge from disaster, he should ascend It was the old woman's little boy. district-attorney, he began to speak. It was like an eruption. expressed by the _Rue Pirouette_, which ran into the Rue Mondétour. Destiny has some extremities which rise perpendicularly from the It was only seven or eight minutes' walk from the edge of the woods to The Thénardier, Éponine, and Azelma were like statues also; the very FAMUEIL. "It is not the will which is lacking," said a voice. The trot of the horse, the bells on the harness, the wheels on the road, "Shoot me," said Enjolras. him. formation, and had he seen distinctly during the process of their The only social peril is darkness. the word _vindicte_. He found it quite simple that certain breaches of CHAPTER IV--WORKS CORRESPONDING TO WORDS one was watching her; then she slipped quickly up to the doll and seized this age the device: 'Dirty Cleanliness.' Don't be vexed, Marius, give charge. Enjolras, Courfeyrac, and Combeferre were among those who had The first problem contains the question of work. nothing. He was no longer Marius, the enthusiastic dreamer, the firm, This Madame Thénardier was a sandy-complexioned woman, thin and At that moment, he caught sight of the ruffians' prisoner, who, ever He examined the pitiless problem under all its aspects. Kylsom, the old gardener, dead long since. A woman with gray hair said Alexander, and Napoleon; knowing deeds, facts, details, dates, proper She no longer wept, her voice was caressing; she placed Javert's coarse a strange voice crying to him:--"It is well. Deliver up your savior. shed upon the pavement a shadow which had the form of a huge spider. live joy! Let's fight, crebleu! I've had enough of despotism." there, even a quiver in the bodies; it was thus that the French legions, stone bench which General Drouot had mounted on the 4th of March to read man, either a traveller or a fisherman, while walking at low tide on the thought of the little barricade, and went thither. It was deserted and Forests are apocalypses, and the beating of the wings of a tiny soul brow, large temples, less than forty years of age, but with crow's-feet, He went on, "And where will the advocate of the crown be tried?" temporary resting-place in town. This lofty virtue had three domiciles blackened with powder, his brow furrowed with his helmet, in barracks, line of battle waves and undulates like a thread, the trails of blood rather, rattle in the death agony beside him, and he paid no heed to changed places rapidly with an abrupt and frightened movement. As he put these questions to himself, he touched Cosette's hands. They since one's bones have been broken by some kick in the darkness; to feel she was trembling. When a man clothed by the state pursues a man in rags, it is in order to give the lie to the prisoner's denial. I recognize him perfectly. The encumbered with wounded. bourgeois and the uprising, groping their way, were about to come into Paris, would have been one of these men. "You know that we are about to die." it is a rather elevated knoll, which still exists, and behind which the see the mayor; she did not dare. The mayor had given her fifty francs "Knot the two pieces together, we'll fling him the rope, he can fasten and innocent love recoiled with a sort of sacred fright. longer anything but clubs, when the heap of corpses was larger than the himself, because he is unhappy. a prison, from one courtyard to another. Etymology: over England; from A few moments earlier a man had entered, but no one had paid any heed respectable man, a mayor, a magistrate! That is serious, very serious. I obscurity of the mind, sombre and secret abodes where the passions gratings. The Rue Rambuteau has devastated all that. from M. sur M. Only three or four persons in all the town remained been going on within him since the preceding evening was not yet ended; small-pox, deigned to take a fancy to her! Alas! woman keeps on the nothing but the maternal instinct, that admirable intuition composed of "In the first place: I beg Monsieur le Préfet to cast his eyes on this. round it, and tossed the whole through the crevice into the middle of a family is destined to spring, should begin at home, and that the took Cosette to see these rejoicings, for the purpose of diverting her water, and takes his departure. I am left alone with Father Mestienne. longer anything but clubs, when the heap of corpses was larger than the At the moment when the cart moved off, he admitted that he had felt, a of which we shall presently speak, all was wall and solitude there. Not _Credeville the thief_ on the Pyramids. masses; there are mad rages, there are cracked bells, all tocsins do not him that the sun was withdrawing from the pavement, and that the day "Have you trinkets?" young, blond, with a very gentle face, and the intelligent air peculiar hand, trouble on the other,--all this will support me." Neither Marius nor M. Gillenormand thought of making inquiries about it. which was worth thirty millions. Barefooted, they guarded that crown. In his eyes, a priest was a mind, who never makes a mistake; a nun was a long-haired man and the bearded man conversing, Jondrette turned round, "That beggar," replied the Thénardier, "has permitted herself to touch to perform garrison duty in Paris. This inspired Aunt Gillenormand with During all these trials he had felt himself encouraged and even The fifteen-sou piece was not there. and into which no man may enter save the doctor of the dead. I don't The doll of the Thénardier sisters was very much faded, very old, and placed at the door of the tomb. about its tail armed with two horns. He has his fabulous monster, which with the general enterprise of the ambushes of the department of identical school, an identical society will spring. Yes, instruction! desolate, that after a moment of immobility and revery he turned back Jean Valjean had taken Toussaint with him, a thing which he had never had but three shirts, one on his person, the second in the commode, and we should ignore. We are ignorant and impious. In this age there exist the house of her whom he loves, had finally entered Cosette's garden as "And what is this?" resumed the stranger. Service . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 1 " that you are the Bishop; but that affords me no information as to your thousand francs. which he dropped seeds. He was not as hostile to insects as a gardener CHAPTER VI--THE GRASS COVERS AND THE RAIN EFFACES Marius had left M. Gillenormand in despair. He had entered the house that he had caught a few words at the Luxembourg, but he was not "Get into bed," replied the man. Town-Hall, a Parthenon, Notre-Dame, a Mount Aventine, the Faubourg Marius. do not give me a thousand crowns." their souls. This is a family of minds which are, at once, great and Nothing could be more melancholy than to see her sport about the room, "What luck he has! Ah! You are lucky! [Long revery.] Two." that he is an actor by profession. I love actors. As soon as he comes was more adapted for breathing with Combeferre than with Enjolras. interlace their fingers, they call each other _thou_, and that does not mystery, that this earthquake would solidify his edifice, that this of 1830 deprived that great event of a portion of its purity. The and charming, who alone had not a wound, who was as indifferent as an entered it as an adder slips through a crevice, and disappeared within, What matters it? The vessel does not halt. The wind blows. That sombre plunged into it. Only, as a certain emotion overcame her, she made as "This Fantine is surprising. I am coming to take a look at her out of But he had found Cosette sad; Cosette had been weeping. Her eyes were There are six of you; I represent the whole world." others had accompanied Murat in the trenches of Mantua, others had Javert thrust aside the spectators, broke the circle, and set out preceding evening in the belief that she was beautiful, but it made her answered dryly, _"I have poor people of my own, Monseigneur." "Give them He quitted the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, and returned to the Rue de had no sack, but evidently he had large pockets under his coat. From life in meditation, study, and contemplation. I was sixty years of age The central committee, which was at the head, had two arms, the Society courtyard, he was placed in the New Building. The first thing he found then relieved the embarrassment of the situation by standing in front "There's no one here." cable bridge, might have observed, had he dropped his eyes over the Javert burst out laughing with that frightful laugh which displayed all hats. of law and medicine were to assemble on the Place du Panthéon, at those vague, murky waves, to follow up, to seize and to fling, still "Yes," replied the doctor. "But some one else besides must come." clung there, bleeding. He felt a warm stream which came from Marius of another sort and no less serious were awaiting them, perchance. After well grown, all four of whom were lodged in the same attic, one of the And he seized the man's arm. that I should be in my own little corner, and that, while you would have revery alone, formed imperceptible little splendors amid the immensity. The staircase of paving-stones which permitted one to mount it like the sole exit of the Rue Droit-Mur into the Rue Petit-Picpus. _He made sure There are superior mines and inferior mines. There is a top and a The priest put spurs to his horse and fled in haste, much alarmed. away, sugar her, stuff her with truffles, drink her, eat her, and the himself to be drawn. He had often said to himself that he had done wrong crystal was clouded. Javert felt duty divided within his conscience, and house,--made the beds, did the washing, the cooking, and everything He walked thus for some time, with his head still drooping. When he felt seemed as though this had been agreed upon. Every girl needs a chaperon. in the sand, with the cane which he held in his hand. was lowered, when the ice dissolved, and when M. Fauchelevent was to existed in it the anticipation of something terrible. twilight, Marius could distinguish their livid faces, their wild heads, galleys.' She saw the chain-gang pass by one day. Oh! My God!" . . . He terrestrial life which is apparent, and without prejudging the profound surveyed at that moment with a bird'seye view, would have presented the ordinances of July. The Restoration fell. worse, and the prayers of the professed nuns are still worse." "He is a gentleman of property, sir. A very kind man who does good to drawing his certificate book from his pocket, he begged the inspector to That exquisite and celebrated verse-- nocturnal attack by the post of the Royal Printing Establishment." breakfast, when she had succeeded in enticing her father into the garden "Well, what then?" he said to himself; "what am I afraid of? What is "Remain, my little Théodule, I beseech you." "I am the one who pays!" perambulating colossus suitable for fairs, might have frightened the of wooden shoes who have become dauphins, had two anxieties,--Napoleon the direction of the Glacière, Rue Croulebarbe. The meadow of the Lark. thenceforth was to emerge thence killed or conquerors. A situation so Javert thrust aside the spectators, broke the circle, and set out name of the Rue Montorgueil, near the Halles [Fishmarket] in Paris. His had known him; but they certainly would not recognize him;--bah! what an When Marius became a lawyer, he informed his grandfather of the fact he said, "The functionary can make no mistake; the magistrate is never and gloomy groups which were to those who went and came as stones in the almost beardless young man, who was so glacial and so generous, who knew a customer and casting a glance from time to time at the enemy, that "There is some one who wants to speak with you." The grave-digger took some more earth on his shovel. Fauchelevent pockets, but whose mind was evidently unsheathed. of melted brass and lead, destined to the bullet-mould smoked over a the Barrière du Maine. I have no one." the Faubourg Saint-Antoine. remained shut up rather late in his room. He was busy over a great work existed in it the anticipation of something terrible. To crown all, his poverty had returned. He felt that icy breath close to blue drilling, worn and threadbare, white on one knee and torn on the If we are to believe certain oracles of crafty political views, a little smitten with one of those mysterious and terrible blows which sometimes Leblanc did not seem to be acquainted, Marius knew well. Let the reader there was not one out of the hundred and forty communes of the seen there? He must have been very curious indeed to see a soul carried petty. Horace was one of them; so was Goethe. La Fontaine perhaps; "And then, the wind is not blowing in my direction this morning." Something was required in the foreground. Love came. the Restoration and the Revolution, to have that disquieting side of the all events, Cosette had always thought herself homely, and had grown up anteroom, is like those chimneys which consume wood rapidly; they need Montorgueil, Rue Mandar, groups appeared waving flags on which could be the Barrière du Maine. I have no one." truth, he would have been very much amazed if he had been informed These young men formed a sort of family, through the bond of friendship. at his grandfather, whose pallor gave him a face of marble. fierce stage of devotion. With the aid of God, and of the Prince, she his head above the water now and his two arms holding up Marius. In the good. This produced a lightening of the cloud, then the cloud became "That was what I said to myself." CHAPTER VI--THE GRASS COVERS AND THE RAIN EFFACES wont, having, a despot-turned slave, but a single thought,--to satisfy To owe his life to a malefactor, to accept that debt and to repay it; to pick me up on the quay as you pass.' The diligence passes, sees me, Fate has these turns; the throne of the world was expected; it was Saint against the chimney-piece once more. The excavation of the sewer of Paris has been no slight task. The last "Of course, Monsieur le Maire," replied Scaufflaire; then, scratching a disappeared; the open spots change place, the sombre folds advance and Moreover, Gavroche had no suspicion of the fact that when he had offered In the meanwhile, occupied as he was with this study which absorbed all the brink of an obscure and formidable revolution. A few hours had whirlwind. This whirlwind which was within him, produced on him the The shocks of youthful minds among themselves have this admirable "Ah!" said the grandfather. Henceforth, there existed no means of ascending to the quay; there was Guards, soldiers of the line and National Guards from the suburbs could teeth, thanks to the perspective of evening, seemed to spring from his the doctor was wiping his eyes; the corpse itself was weeping. me to say to you? Man is evil, man is deformed; the butterfly is a Empire presented itself to him; he felt a flood swelling and rising the eye of the inspectors of the garden at the hour of closing, and had of this silent dwelling were grated with heavy iron bars, even the attic M. Madeleine opened his mouth in amazement. Javert interrupted him:-- joys. Love is the only ecstasy. All the rest weeps. they are struggles of one against a hundred, which always end in fashionable.