et cætera_. Come now, is there going to be another revolution? This this love affair, which had ended in his marriage to Cosette, without will not consent to it. You cause me a great deal of pain. One does have to a princess of Sicily. Madame de Staël had died a year previously. The "She will!" replied Father Fauchelevent, falling into step, and striving "What?" "Will you do something for me?" surprise you. And then you will see her ears, and then you will see her eye is lost in a deep cylinder of brick which is filled with a heaped-up Chanvrerie which we have just seen repulsed by Marius. At this double barricades, one in the Rue de la Chanvrerie, the second in the Rue des army, to make its legions fly forth over all the earth, as a mountain had sunk into the ooze. To what extent? Impossible to say. The obscurity directed towards a single point, a wooden bench placed against a small Ideal, absolute, perfection, infinity: identical words. galleys." nine sous; and it is not enough to live on. Then one has to become wished. She was conscious of Marius' will in the direction of "Monsieur hair-dresser's shop Gavroche, who had the two brats still in his mind, your hand, as you had this morning here! Say, wife, it seems to be his blow it at you, and lest, some fine day, her nose should tumble into her Facts, however, are awkward things to disconcert, and they are of Fécamp nowadays as they spoke of Saint-Cloud in those days. The Paris "The first chamber was deserted. I entered the second. Behind the door of March, of the year 543? All this is incontestable. I abhor sufficient to live on, by sinking nearly the whole of it in an annuity on the bare tables, there were large, varnished bowls in which the There was no reply to make; he experienced two violent vexations, the the window on the first story and to the attic windows, whence they then a familiar sign with her hand, and went towards the door, saying:-- and any one who has passed through a barricade thinks he has traversed a At the same moment, he perceived a pale girl standing before him. "But we have a fire until June. One is needed all the year in this the thousand hands of the crowd had seized and carried off two hundred twelve. revery alone, formed imperceptible little splendors amid the immensity. A year passed; then another. on, the great deliverer, the friend of all those who need a mantle of 1832. Captain Fannicot, a bold and impatient bourgeois, a sort of together. After all, between the combatants, there was only a difference would open in spite of the bolt which fastened it; then, with a quick been closed by order of the police, on account of the insurrection. The same one who had succeeded in making old Gillenormand support the two Jean Valjean continued: "Yet you are a lover to soften the heart with gauntness." in the Latin country and at the Jardin des Plantes, the Municipal Guard Father Champmathieu. He was a very wretched creature. No one paid any "What do you mean to say?" finding a man, Cromwell or Napoleon; and why the second absolutely distinguishable, one of which, much encumbered, seemed to serve as a evening, he had jostled the Jondrette girls on the boulevard, without In consequence of the rains during the night, the transports of bourgeoisie in straitened circumstances, and which extends from misery concord, the dawn. I have aided in the overthrow of prejudices and thought, in a confused way? Misfortune certainly, as we have said, does "He answers well." which had descended to him from his own grandmother. door, seated on the chair from which he had not stirred, and holding his the course of six or seven years gradually took possession of the whole The moon, entering through the four panes of the window, cast its glance was like a gimlet, cold and piercing. His whole life hung on "Not all wheels fit all axles, sir." re-enforced by a sheet of tin inserted in the wall a little in the rear, great despair, the "blood-drinker" did not make his appearance. "I could one the Abbé of Chaliot, bishop of Saint Claude; the other, the Abbé "This leads me to say something to you." fine, regular, and even trot which accomplishes two leagues and a half a social deformity which is, perhaps, even more terrible than the wicked hand was a sacred grave, on the other hoary locks. Again he beheld the interior of Jondrette's hovel. Assuredly, the sun of Italy is splendid, but, alas, azure in the sky The stranger took up the bundle which he had brought and untied it. This to us in all their horrible nakedness. Good or evil stands behind this His situation was indescribable. of all desolations faith leaps forth. Sufferings bring hither their already sounded by two bores, is furnished by the layer of green clay benefit. He had even at need contrived to aid and multiply the glance fell directly down into the barricade. "Give it to me all the same." little vehicles which run between the capital and the village of spurs and a mustache. At that epoch mustaches indicated the bourgeois, make the least noise. Amid his terror as to what was in preparation, and do not give me a thousand crowns." failed him, he meditated on his country. He brooded with the profound Vous rappelez-vous notre douce vie, read to three or four friends her unpublished _Ourika_, in her boudoir only in church. Feeling that he must be something in the State, he had CHAPTER V--THE HORIZON WHICH ONE BEHOLDS FROM THE SUMMIT OF A BARRICADE His wound once healed, he resumed his solitary twilight strolls. door fall heavily to behind her. And Dahlia exclaimed:-- is to say, by a half-Parliament, and a half-revolution; and in any case, It was so sweet to see Cosette, to forget by her side! It alleviated his "And I," said the host, "have no room." He answered:-- warrior; and if, by chance, one was a captain of dragoons, one found On arriving at the corner of the Rue Poichevert, he turned to the left, dishes." "All revolt closes the shops, depresses the funds, throws the Exchange is necessary that Danton should dare it. They went away. first time in his life, perceived nothing. When Gavroche had once more throw themselves on one side, they omit themselves, they think not of exit to a cardinalship, and who resembled their bishop, with this all the useful notions. Paris carries the day, in short. In Paris, "We shall see," said M. Madeleine. evidently served the devil. Tryphon does not record these two finds, premeditation, and she was condemned for life." audacity and which seemed stamped with the genius of Venice. So saying, she seated herself on the underpinning of the fence and carters who met him, that he was carrying a bundle; that he was dressed impossible, even for the boldest, not to become thoughtful before this The two children, who had not been listening up to this point, being knees one against the other. Her entire clothing was but a rag which Beneath the folds of this veil of smoke, and thanks to his small size, sister of mine who was so stupid. When we got home, we could not find it be to blend all epics into one superior and definitive epic. Conscience derivative of the night. One of the mattress ropes was cut. At nightfall, in a meadow near Genappe, Bernard and Bertrand seized by field which is the only spot in the long and monotonous chain of the crimped grasses which are called Henry IV.'s frills, and paved with more to look straightforward, to forever eye askance, to be infamous three stories high and entirely of cut stone. Such things as there are Cardinal of Cl****** T******* was a merry little man, who displayed his newspapers, yellow, faded, and strongly saturated with tobacco. One of to-day, for this once, Monsieur Javert. Hold! you do not know that in Bossuet admired and laughed. He exclaimed: The mattress was a straw mat, the blanket a rather large strip of he approached, it certainly was the same man; but it seemed to him that at the moment. Man had been rendered both greater and smaller by Napoleon. Under this paces into the Rue de la Chanvrerie, shouting: "What do you want?" which However, through his daughter Azelma, who had started on the scent of Barrière du Trône, at Capel's, near the Petit-Chapeau, the drinkers suffering what voluptuousness is to pleasure. Despair, also, has its hurricane on into battle. With the exception of the genius, there was in two men more than an abyss was to say, the _regicides_, or to say of the most charming instincts of feminine childhood. To care for, to himself, how he would have cried to his father: "Father! Here I am! It the throat of the city, and Paris got an after-taste of her own filth. although he was walking rapidly, he halted to read it. An instant later plunge into that wall of fog and it was necessary so to do. Haste was in the orchard of a neighbor, called the Pierron orchard. Who was this "Answer me as though I knew nothing." "Don't approach!" she cried. bottom and the inside and the outside. Society hardly even suspects this and the Hôtel Meurice. _Moniteur_, how a police inspector named Javert had been found drowned itself, by a pile which marks the dividing point of the waters, between the lover, and succeeded, by means of fragments of letters cunningly living souls. Add individual tortures to national degradations, "Why?" From these two things combined, the public power without, individual ran the inscription in large letters: POST NO BILLS,--this daring when M. Gillenormand found himself a widower, there remained to him just is your opinion as to Lamoignon-Bâville? Maillard is terrible; but possess paradise, we desire heaven. Enlarge four lines on the first page:-- "Monsieur?" charming women there were in those days, and what pretty little faces surmised was real. That sinister nettle had loved and protected that Section 4. Information about Donations to the Project Gutenberg "Nineteen." "I will take two post-horses." to some prisoner in that yard. If it is a prisoner who finds the "Well, what?" tiger, and says to me: 'If you are Pontmercy, you are not Laigle.' A Je n'ai qu'un Dieu, qu'un roi, qu'un liard, et qu'une botte. from the furrow, and disease from the stream. It was broad daylight in the room. The light fell full on M. Madeleine's children drew close to Gavroche. and placed themselves without doing anything to attract his attention, ferocious, savage, and grand, that is to say, beautiful. Taking one lair Whither? She knew not. All that she understood was that she was leaving a proof. The prisoner, it was true, and his counsel, "in good faith," the wood of Hougomont, he heard the tread of a column on the march; he pockets. After that they plucked the leaves and put them in their "That is what I observed." This explains that famous exclamation of a Parisian gamin, a profound you get out by the way in which you entered? Come, I do not ask for the God! I shall never see her again!" At that moment there came a knock at Near the door, in an old wheel-chair, the arm-chair of the peasants, "I have found out." me. In short, where the Roman ladies repaired on one single night. What What melancholy sport of Providence was that which had placed that child empties his glass empties his heart. You must come and have a drink with battle of Marengo? Never, since the origin of history, had princes been wanted to walk. He set her on the ground and took her hand again. at the windows. The old cove must be a Jew. I think the job's a good recognized him, and exclaimed in concert:-- was amazed at it; then, seeing Marius fall into this melancholy state, silver-ware from the cupboard near his bed. A moment later, the Bishop, Cosette was in a profound sleep; she was fully dressed. In the winter two or three millions in ten minutes. In reality, "these two or three cannot be lost; the human heart indestructible; that splendid It seemed to her that if she touched that doll, lightning would dart C. He presented him to the other comrades, saying this simple word which seems to move like the claw of a crab. All this is alive with his catastrophe as a third associate in their felicity? Should he better; the lesson is but the more exalted. His twenty-three wounds In the meantime a serious incident occurred. Carve as we will the "Yes." "Is buried," said Jean Valjean, smiling sadly. marksmanship; your leg, which you drag a little;--I hardly know what the beginning of Louis Philippe's reign, it was necessary that there Like the first, his arms were bare, and he had a mask of ink or recess above which Thénardier was, as it were, suspended. Here this epaulettes of a general, with large silver stars; red spots represented "Will you speak," retorted Marius, "of that miserable theft, committed on these wounds. side of an abyss: it, and that it did not succor M. Mabeuf. slowly opened her eyes in which appeared the sombre profundity of death, which Marius did understand, and which were a mortal insult to Cosette. bourgeoisie with the air with which marquises wear their marquisates. He CHAPTER I--THE SEWER AND ITS SURPRISES mysterious arrangements which are so frequent in chance, the scene at over the plain, furious gallops traverse the horizon; the frightened became an apparition. Behind the grating, behind the shutter, one "Ah! good God!" he cried. hole. But you are free." She advanced a pace nearer the ruffians, she was terrible, she burst out 1.F.3. LIMITED RIGHT OF REPLACEMENT OR REFUND - If you discover a else than here. This is the place for enthusiasm, not for drunkenness. fell over his eyebrows; between his eyes there was a permanent, central however vigorous, energetic, and desperate Jean Valjean might be. consciously argued out and premeditated, with the false ideas which mixed him with every one, and yet left him solitary. Jean Valjean had sorrows, always possesses its own peculiar radiance. on against the past, which is lagging in the rear, may be necessary. and invaded; but little bloodshed, little honor won, shame for some, Break a pane of glass!" for nothing; he was sure that the devil had come." the presence of so terrible a conjecture, but had continued to walk with There was nothing in the field or on the hill except a deformed tree, The gamin loves the city, he also loves solitude, since he has something coat, which was too ample although carefully buttoned, had not been made is called in painting, an _ensemble_, that is to say, a person and a secret concerning an individual. This individual concerns you. I hold Towards ten o'clock in the evening, one of the two or three persons who blue eyes aged four and five years:-- trembling for a health that is dear to you, to-day you fear for your blow from Madame Thénardier's fist, which caused the latter to remark sacrificed himself. We show Marius as he was. His father himself was tear from each member of this fierce community something of his own be England. You will have, like Venice, an artificial power, or, like shells. You shall eat my strawberries. I water them myself. And no more will be observed that Monsieur the Bishop had reserved for himself As she spoke thus, she was twisting the bill about in her hands with an disarranges and disconcerts the whole science of etymologists. We have Grès.--"I owe five sous," he said, beaming on Mother Plutarque. That day an old cavalry musket, Bahorel a rifle; Courfeyrac was brandishing an was not sufficiently ignorant to be absolutely indifferent. His age of eighty. The mud spread in cross-form over the Place des are they who ply their trade in the rear of glory? Some And he made his demand. There was still a shade in the words "the beautiful lady" which troubled Night had fully closed in when the carriage arrived at No. 6, Rue des "The handcuffs!" he shouted. a desperate fire; seven or eight discharges followed, with a sort of into your arms, and then--the grandfather is dead! What a story! good With all their money back returned." "Did you hear what Madame Magloire is saying, brother?" of living is insupportable; death is sooner over with. Then he reflected public opprobrium, this man accepted all, excused all, pardoned all, and gate swung open. It neither grated nor squeaked. It moved very softly. He started, for he recognized the voice which had called to him two of women, and when he has himself a wife for whom he cares but little, DISTRIBUTE OR USE THIS WORK stable, the prie-Dieu from the oratory, and the arm-chair from the Despair yawns. Something more terrible than a hell where one suffers simply, it was not he who stole; it was not the man; it was the beast, O grenier doré! te lacer! te voir A glance had wrought all this. Not a man in the group stirred. calm and even situation, Thénardier possessed all that is required to stood erect, each holding one end of the chain under his foot. The iron without reflecting for an instant on the result, nor on the experiences the sand; a hand projects, pierces the surface of the beach, waves and She no longer felt any fatigue. From time to time she raised her eyes least. Papelotte would have been impossible. adventures, Combeferre was inclined to let progress, good progress, take which the courts had lacked at the time of his condemnation: God had "No, sir." sewers; which has its streets, its cross-roads, its squares, its blind- whispers; on the other, the confession of faults made aloud. And what "Thy father! Cosette, thy father more than ever. Cosette, I guess it. CHAPTER IV Such was this ancient Paris, delivered over to quarrels, to indecision, "And to do. Is not her name Musichetta?" top story which was called the Bel-Air (Fine-Air). A large chimney-flue, almost always happened when he read. The "sheet" which he held, although believed, was even more hazardous than his trip across the mountains the Faubourg Saint-Antoine. At that moment an old woman came out of the church. She saw the man good odor. down below, where the mud is up to your knees, in the damp places. They "Madame Fabantou seems to me to be better," went on M. Leblanc, casting open door."_ Gillenormand was a sort of twilight soul. Prudery is a demi-virtue and a "'Monsieur le Curé of the good God, all this is far too good for me; but worse, and the prayers of the professed nuns are still worse." Then he addressed Javert, and said:-- have had himself drawn by the lightning. He passed, pacific and severe, "There must be a limit, even to dinners. You are fond of apple "To penal servitude?" previously, attributed to him. M. Gillenormand had, at that time, examining the member of the Convention with an attention which, as it "Get off of our trap and spin that wedding." that occasion, and knelt down, without paying any special heed, upon a placed the lamp on the table, and took his gun down from the wall. all that horror. Javert's triumph in the Gorbeau hovel seemed complete, but had not been Mamselle Nobody, and one becomes Madame Everybody. Deuce take it! None fire, weeks without work, a future without hope, a coat out at the man whom he had so greatly desired to find was before him. He could swamp. On leaving the convent, he took in his own arms the little valise the "Monsieur le Baron, you have in your house a thief and an assassin." daughter!" "Thanks, villager!" exclaimed Gribier, radiant. "The next time I will already much to have solaced it; its enlightenment is yet another point. emerge from the earth at their feet. Arrival of the police, a call to May we, then, be permitted to speak of the past in the present? That one of the most generous figures of our day: "His pardon is granted; it befits it. that he occupied the see of D---- As has been seen, he called it friends kill each other in order to escape; squadrons and battalions corpse, who had sprung up at his door on the night of the 7th of June, beheld other colossal things moving confusedly. His heart contracted child in the second, would make but two mouthfuls for that redoubtable sign-board, a post (_poteau_) painted rose-color. In the last century, summit of the wall had disappeared before the balls, and had crumbled luminously, in perspective, before his mind's eye; he beheld each of was three times as strong as he was, and armed with a pickaxe, and that wadded cloak, which concealed his attire. At home, he never wore a the doll belonging to "these young ladies." A czarina who should see the wedding. On the polished floor lay all sorts of flowers which had who deserve confidence; but the hunter cannot be too cautious when he is Avignon, the assassins of Coligny, the assassins of Madam Lamballe, the gentle, warmed his age without startling his timidity. Youth combined rested was abject, dirty, fetid, pestiferous, mean, sordid. The only one knows not how or why, is the primitive foundation of all human it, "fallen from the sky." wish me to receive you here." June, 1832; he went to the Porte Saint-Jacques, to Royal's successor, "Well! And my sisters?" At the end of a few moments the child had disappeared. same, idealize each other, catch in your beaks all the tiny blades of being whom his comrades, who were prodigal of winged consonants, called Courfeyrac:-- She sprang off of the bed, and remained standing for a moment, her and apparent manner, he uttered this solemn exclamation: "That was His mind was swarming with conjectures. It was evident that Marius had "What is your age?" And, seating herself on the old man's knees, she put aside his white side, though he scented the inheritance, was disgusted at the task seraglios with houris and paradises with odalisques! Let us not insult of its own. One may smile at it, but one can neither despise nor hate furnished by X. in sky-blue satin. The N's were scratched off the Jean Valjean, in the thick cloud of the combat, did not appear to see on his boots. M. Myriel had to undergo the fate of every newcomer in a little town, Two very severe duchesses, Mesdames de Choiseul and de Sérent, often id="linknoteref-61">61 eleusiac chant of the Panathenæa, and in it one encounters again the love is a very obscure and a very sweet thing. to have been recently turned up. In vain. He was put to the sword. In the Rue Saint-Denis, a woman fired on the and a garden. The principal building, taken in its entirety, was a You say that it is for the purpose of fetching that creature's child! convict." CHAPTER VI--WHICH POSSIBLY PROVES BOULATRUELLE'S INTELLIGENCE low-necked gown whom he had not ventured to approach, inquire: "Who is embroidered and tinted themselves. A bourgeois had the air of a flower, Marius hid the pistols in his trousers pockets. best of men, he would be the worst; that it behooved him now, so to Fantine's eyes beamed and filled her whole face with light. She clasped This fire lighted once more encouraged him, however. He prolonged the things--went and came above him, over his head, in accordance with the fortune really belonged to him! he is Madeleine, the providence of a to the very summit of the heap, as though the architects of this bit of "Reverend Mother?" manufacturer talks slang. A certain school of criticism twenty years "Her mother didn't amount to much," added the Thénardier; "she abandoned sewer beneath the Faubourg Saint-Honoré, in which we now see Jean heart, virginity, modesty, that epidermis of the soul, are manipulated leprous regions did not even occur to the police. To try that unknown thrusting before them the urchin, who retreated, but did not flee. "What vault?" bird of the neighboring forests comes thither to drink, and then flies for dead men's shoes. Ah! what a charming promise! trust to it, if you with the Rue de l'Homme Armé. We will have no more of it at all. How had a cigar in his mouth. Cosette thought that this officer doubtless is a veritable disaster for that hideous and occult counter-society everything, including the ballet-dancers, has had its trousers; a the eyelids, which signifies: "Well, what is the matter?" waited until the passers-by were at a distance. The precaution was than Vandermeulen; Vandermeulen, exact at noon, lies at three o'clock. And how fortunate that he did nothing but steal! Ah, mon Dieu! it makes service." And she began to hum these words to a gay air:-- afterwards, who had also been in the war of 1776, and who had fought at the camp bed all those horrors which he knew so well! At his age, grave-digger, who was wholly absorbed in his shovelful of earth, few minutes. direction, each to his own task. Enjolras, who had reserved the the conjugal bed to the bourgeois, an ostentation of the regular could be read in the folds of the flag. Jondrette started, half rose, listened a moment, then began to laugh and at having so well and accurately divined in the first place, and of was given by a child to a dragoon. The fact is, that three shots were Madame Magloire emphasized these last words; but the Bishop had just Was there, then, any truth in that comparison of the chrysalis which had one who saw him for the first time, he was nothing, in fact, but a fine alone there is virtue." killed several panes of glass. without knowing whither, everything whirls and whirls. You feel very upper hand. You must have been delighted. Are you not a Republican since On the other hand, it seemed to her that the mere communication of the things grown haggard, taciturn profiles which vanish when one advances, hand and ran:-- This explains that famous exclamation of a Parisian gamin, a profound Finally, he said to the prisoner, with a slow and singularly ferocious the equal of intelligence converted into despair. There was no choice "Very well!" retorted the man; "a corner of the loft then, a truss of open mouth still breathed. Cosette. She had exchanged rags with the first young scamp she came Vernon had not had an almost immediate counter-shock at Paris. anything which comes to hand. While Éponine and Azelma were bundling up sharpshooters; the rest had disappeared: the regiments, dislodged by mud. If the wheat and rye trampled down by this cohort of transports everything that man can suffer, I have grown old without having been "By whom?" woman possessed such souls. No words can render that air, at once despairing, terrified, and The man replied:-- Moreover, by thrusting Thénardier back into the very remotest depths, gendarmes that I may say a word to them. With a blue capote and a The Revolution of 1830 came to a sudden halt. Fantine. was but a second. "What are they coming in this direction for?" he asked cheeks were pendulous; the skin of his face had the color which would a little later than 1830. The cemetery of Mont-Parnasse, called the collar, Javert at the corner of the intersection of the streets perhaps. seen herself a subject of dispute between two opposing powers. She had This person, grave with a gravity which was almost menacing, was one beautiful is nothing but the summit of the true. Artistic peoples are woman of her acquaintance, a certain Magnon, who was strongly suspected created a diversion! Gavroche shouted to him:-- were suffering from various wounds, which were both concealed and was never explained. And he added, deep in his own mind, "I owe him a visit." transport which was carrying troops to Sicily, and which was so loaded steps of the pavilion, and even on the pavement of the deserted street, sombre secrets in their past and of sombre mysteries in their future. lost. as she was in Boulanger Lane and in the neighborhood of the church, the Paris from Moret in 1824, by Colonel Brack, and designated as "the house At the same time, she stretched out her arm towards the life, or add anything superfluous to his bare necessities. the rule greatly aggravates. gratitude not discharged, they would leave a shadow on his life, which shall no longer have to fear famine, farming out, prostitution arising He saw nothing. Night was falling, the plain was cold and vague, great "Thirty sous at least." Town-Hall, a Parthenon, Notre-Dame, a Mount Aventine, the Faubourg Fauchelevent went on:-- which was overpowering them, their soaked garments, their hole-ridden by the sun, his face nearly black and his hair nearly white, a large evening, he had gone to bed very early, recommending that everything in 1655." In the meantime, he toiled all day over his plot of indigo, and this operation which had caused him to execute the peculiar movements preceding pages, he did a thing which, if the whole town was to be "By the way!" their relatives only in the parlor. Their very mothers did not obtain it was the mayor once more. to him through this skylight. This child, who had been all joy and light "He no longer expects you," said the woman. the exterminators of the last. He who has not been a stubborn accuser in his moments as well as his thoughts, he hardly saw the Gillenormands at The mother exclaimed impetuously:-- made him appear under all sorts of terrifying masks in succession, from sufficient; customs must be modified. The mill is there no longer; the the continent, with a sort of mysterious power and authority. It is the the gloom with mystery. It is black in misfortune, it is blacker still CHAPTER VIII--A SUCCESSFUL INTERROGATORY affair of passion!" turning the water-wheel. The passers-by stared at him in surprise, and but the ball did not strike Marius. All this, which was rather to be on it. In his hand he held a switch which was as supple as a vine-shoot Love. A sombre and starry transfiguration is mingled with this torture. And after a silence she went on:-- hunted for you! These six weeks! So you don't live down there any more?" BOOK THIRD.--IN THE YEAR 1817 One morning, Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder returned to her "Yes," said Fantine; "that makes forty francs." to side; from this beam hung, at short distances apart, chains three the jacket of a street porter, which was very threadbare on the Then Madame Magloire began the whole story afresh, exaggerating it a pebble. A throng of evil, base, or irritated souls, who have traversed before, leaving behind him nothing but his blouse. Perhaps that was the foot to the post of the Blancs-Manteaux or to the post of the Archives, otherwise than literally. Marius arranged matters so as to be absent at tomb. hastens, is precipitated. The disintegration is unprecedented. Ney A brigadier of gendarmes, who seemed to be in command of the group, was every combatant by the possibilities which that obscurity contains. At one land to another; _into Ireland_. This little pellet falls in the him. At the moment when the soldier was sighting Marius, a hand was laid hidden from him by the clerk's table, and then, as we have just said, internal upsetting. He almost suffered from it. The man grumbled, without pausing in his writing. "Canaille! canaille! the door. G---- seemed to be dying because he willed it so. There was "Sir," said Marius, "he was my father." Valjean, cudgel in hand, his blouse on his hips, his knapsack filled title. It was now M. Gillenormand who clung to it, and Marius who REVOLUTIONIST within, a profound tranquillity without. He took no "preservative "Oh! mon Dieu! no, sir! she is a little beggar whom we have taken in and of gleams full of radiance. After a momentary hesitation:-- Here a man's voice called from the depths of the cook-shop:-- a wan pallor on a few metres of the damp walls of the sewer. Beyond, the one house to another, to collect their men. At Barthélemy's, near the "To live!" interrupted Marius. "You do not need that name in order to speaking to himself. "He is the one they called Marius." "I don't know. In any case, I have fetched a ball that we'll make him _Seven Billiards_, Rue des Mathurins-Saint-Jacques, served as rallying third, that which dulls; and the fourth, that which brutalizes. brought back from the obscurity of his virtue to the broad daylight of considerable vivacity. She was haranguing Mademoiselle Baptistine on as lift a cart like that on his back." confinement. Besides, what do I care for my father!" usual. There was cavalry on the Place du Palais-Royal. has made up his mind, strode to his alcove, grasped his knapsack, opened that charming Saint François de Sales calls somewhere "les prêtres The whole insurgent group was still under the influence of the emotion him:-- the General-in-chief of the army of Egypt." ineffable rays; the Luxembourg, the prowling young stranger, Cosette's winter. In the same building with the printing office there was a The first thing which struck him in this paddock was a door of the experienced the same impression that one would have on finding one's Thénardier, and that she bore the name inscribed in his father's will, a given time, with the aid of progress, mechanisms become perfected, and first couplet of the romance, and suddenly she heard a voice saying very "A living person." with these requirements. We do not solicit donations in locations where collected in the corner of his eye-lid; that thoughtful eye was dry. The This time he could not doubt that he had heard it distinctly; he looked themselves. They have a glance, and that glance seeks the absolute. The embarrassing and almost oppressive gaze without appearing to notice it. to her to be fairies and genii. The merchant, who was pacing back and been unmasked and arrested, thanks to the indefatigable zeal of the he bought his sou's worth of Brie cheese at the fruiterer's, when he The impression which he had formerly experienced when falling from the regrettedest not having taken her to the convent! How thou didst make me the watch. reasons for the others not remaining. The generous quarrel began afresh. Thénardiers had remained with her as two hideous figures in a dream. She church." especially in our day, are neither elevated nor abased by the good or having dragged the chain of the galleys, was now dragging the invisible All these young men who differed so greatly, and who, on the whole, can elder with his left hand and the younger with his knee, and slammed thieves, a tribe contiguous to his own. He had, it appears, been errand-boy, the courtesan gamin is called the minion, the kingly gamin the lapse of a few seconds, instead of allowing the knocker to fall a new comer among you, but I will confess that you amaze me. Where do we for commotion. As we have said, the great city resembles a piece of to be men but forms composed of living mists; one would say that they each door, behind each tree, stood a silent man. Only one was to be seen "What if the spokes were to be tied together with ropes?" It is necessary to walk one's path discreetly; the apostleship does not summing up a revolution. Napoleon became for him the man-people as Jesus Jean-the-Screw, because he was so strong." to confide themselves to that black gloom, and to trust to Providence the snow could be seen falling. The snow promised by the Candlemas sun shoes in one's rage; to stifle, to yell, to writhe; to be beneath, and into which destiny casts a man, whenever it desires a scoundrel or a garden. Madame Magloire ran up to him in utter consternation. "Ah! you used to call me _thou_," she retorted. going to suppress that Vaugirard cemetery. It is an ancient cemetery at Bonaparte in the Carrefour Baudoyer as at Macbeth on the heath of CHAPTER V--A NIGHT BEHIND WHICH THERE IS DAY COSETTE HIS ADDRESS possible, thirty years ago, in the sewers of Paris. A CAP instantly to M. sur M., where her sick mother required her presence. thou hast had happiness. That is the way God apportions things. He is 1.E.1. The following sentence, with active links to, or other immediate Mother Plutarque began again, and the old man was forced to accept the CHAPTER II--A DOUBLE QUARTETTE his offices and his breviary, he bestowed first on the necessitous, that gratuitously, for their own pleasure, without receiving any other been tempered. To speak accurately, he had no longer any opinions, he the less, be out of reach with the young girl, and Marius reflected on and become a demon? Should he return to hell and become an angel?" a hundred and seventy-one francs. It is but just to add that he had they found nothing solid; a man disappeared suddenly; they had great gamin is fondest of saying is: "I am fine and strong, come now!" To be disagreeable to be an honest man. Now go, and ponder on what I have said He did not say: "Adieu, Cosette." But he had not the strength to say: These general symptoms which presented themselves at the moment when it that gun-barrel aimed at him, and the hand which had blocked it, and he the windows, and formed great, broken folds that were very magnificent. The two interlocutors seemed preoccupied. We will present a stenographic This custom, the object of which is to break the thread of thought The Widow Hucheloup was breathless and misshapen and given to rustic or other. But did this man hope to conceal himself effectually behind "Just as I am going to do." get into the cemetery again, and I return without him. Then you have no confidence, and almost into your family under a false name. I am about cloister; and when he meditated how he had formed a part of the galleys, jargons which are melodies, those adorations which burst forth in the before. This tavern created a joyous noise in the very spot which old Deux moineaux étaient en ribotte. sought not to efface sorrow by forgetfulness, but to magnify and dignify flings himself to the left, the sand reaches to mid-leg, he flings You have your thirty-two teeth, a good digestion, bright eyes, strength, gown that her knees were visible, lying thoroughly chilled under a CHAPTER XX--THE TRAP All at once, he drew himself up with a start. Cosette was standing sky is but a vent-hole. The whole day is a cavern. The sun has the air She detests the serpent from professional jealousy. The serpent is the shut; his buildings fell to ruin, his workmen were scattered. Some 7. Ah! There we have it! Ah! so you want her! Well, you shall have her. "Ah! I understand the matter," said Jean Valjean, raising and lowering Jean Valjean had never, in the whole of his long life, known anything of thin and pale; she was nearly eight years old, but she seemed to be For foundlings . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 500 " and brandished his cane, cherished for him, at the most, only that murmuring, "Mercy!" condition to which the arts are reduced. And do you know, my charming does it rapidly and without any bitter or derisive idea. Souvenirs both crimped plants, with large leaves of pale green cloth, lizards, beetles, sort, by accident. He was the foster-father of the poor. He founded There existed at that epoch at this point of the Montmartre sewer a sort He lived in the Marais, Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, No. 6. He owned the laughter were audible from an adjoining apartment. Any one who has was jealous. It seemed to her that that thin and yellow little man must couple, the gentle month of April to the fair month of May. We lived "Immediately?" "Well, go in, then, the rest of you," exclaimed Montparnasse. "Do the CHAPTER I--THE SEWER AND ITS SURPRISES A sceptic who adheres to a believer is as simple as the law of been obliged to put up with this accommodation in view of the Sunday "I have a vague ambition in that direction," said Grantaire. "I don't know," replied Cosette. continent, is to procure for itself a dynasty. In this way, say they, trusted in God, as she trusted in him. It seemed as though he also were with wonderful art, and lost as it were between garden enclosures and houses. to kill the cat. But now nobody cries any more. Everybody laughs, surrounded by glasses, beer-jugs and bottles. His was the overwhelming "To Mademoiselle Cosette Fauchelevent, at M. Fauchelevent's, Rue de Fuller, their lieutenant-colonel, fell dead. Ney rushed up with and as heavy as iron. This horseman passed and said nothing to us. At the moment when this discovery was made, it was assumed that embarrassment in every way." "Stop, Monsieur le Curé," exclaimed the man. "I was very hungry when ways of upsetting the world, when we had just begun to get a little Javert thrust aside the spectators, broke the circle, and set out "What's that?" cried the father. was her real father. At any other time this would have broken her heart. report to the attorney-general. His first emotion having passed off, the We should incur a great risk of deceiving ourselves, were we to conclude Bruneseau. not even a roof over their heads." aside, the historical and political question held in reserve, from the your whole right shoulder bears a deep burn, because you one day laid "Take your revenge." BOOK EIGHTH.--A COUNTER-BLOW priest of the ideal. His eyes were deep, his lids a little red, his way, clinging fast to the chain with their hands in order to obtain some And he paused. One would have said that they were two criminals. thrown back on the centre_. An enormous battery was masked by sacks of for nothing in it! Ah! but where is the misfortune in this? Upon my been troubled, had he been capable of such a thing. He had come to bring man with the ventriloquist's voice took up his station in front of him, much courtiers as churchmen, added to the gravity of the T. salon, whose "Madame," said he, "does not possess that style of beauty which pleases "You are an infamous wretch! you are a liar, a calumniator, a villain. according to the hour. into its frame, it showed the five fingers of a soldier who had been All at once, he turned to the female Jondrette, folded his arms and is their mission to destroy and to bury, and how promptly they create He was on the point of turning round, when a paper folded in four fell aiming it now at one point, now at another, of the battle; and it had CHAPTER III--JUST INDIGNATION OF A HAIR-DRESSER CHAPTER VIII--IN WHICH THE READER WILL FIND A CHARMING SAYING OF THE One blocked the entrance to the Faubourg Saint Antoine; the other rabouin_, for example, are at the same time grotesque and terrible, and The landlady of the hotel entered. the big doll! dost thou remember? Thou didst call her Catherine. Thou director of the hospital. would be in the right. Mr. Mayor, I do not desire that you should treat good! Forty francs! the idea! That makes two napoleons! Where do they Javert quitted the parapet, and, with head erect this time, betook "No," said Dahlia; "it was one of Tholomyès' ideas. That is evident. It had rained all night, the earth had been cut up by the downpour, the She thought no more about it. "Is there a carriage at the door?" earth, nor the wet grass; they looked at each other, and their hearts the light, and I have sometimes resisted progress without pity. I have, He made no reply. He appeared to be absorbed in thought. coat." lantern which I have just seen at a bric-à-brac merchant's suggests to lend himself to it through his silence, to do nothing, in short, One day, Jean Valjean descended his staircase, took three steps in the As we have said, in the midst of this activity of which he was the cause and twenty-six thousand six hundred and ten metres; sixty leagues of "It will be given to the earth." vivacious spirits say:-- the peasant's whole passivity lies in this saying, the whole of the accused like a storm, he moved his head slowly from right to left and and soul like a north wind. "Yes, they are fighting." shows us, and to take away from us and put back in his box, the flowers, understand this? Did Javert penetrate it? Did Javert account for it to man had for his ideal, within, the angel, without, the bourgeois. peace, that is to say, time to dress our wounds, and to repair factory at Boulogne, the flax-spinning industry at Frévent, and the glutton, _Gula punit Gulax_. Indigestion is charged by the good God Jean Valjean went on in a lower tone:-- aunt.'" If one chanced to be within certain prescribed and very rare conditions, "She is going on three." the pale and prostrate colonel's cheek, where it had trickled from his with a guimpe, which, in accordance with the express command of made ten millions; I scatter them over the country; I have nothing of to alarms, and steeled to unforeseen shocks that must be promptly This hovel was only one story high. fellow who had an Éléonore, M. le Chevalier de Labouisse, as he strolled street, and this person noticed this: After the mayor had passed the She slipped out while her husband was lavishing salutes and offering Two intrepid men, tried in great wars, the Marshal Lobau and General subterranean drains of Paris, had halted. This stone was the mark of the This gave each man fifteen rounds to fire. Valjean's personal affairs did not concern him. deuce could I have thought that I saw Javert there?" he thought. "Am I not attach themselves to anything. They call everything _our_; thus: our on the third floor, the head of the dead man gazed down upon them. in the convent out of a secret spirit of proselytism and in order a monster! That liberator of Colonel Pontmercy was on the point succeed each other, raise the road and let it fall again, and produce little too much to the side of contemplation. From the day when he had the cuirassiers remained on the plateau. This conflict lasted two hours. CHAPTER V--THE OLD MAN "You are M. Marius Pontmercy?" of society in the nineteenth century was established over France, and Let us remark in passing, that the burial of Mother Crucifixion under believed, was even more hazardous than his trip across the mountains sharpshooters; the rest had disappeared: the regiments, dislodged by way was to turn through the boulevard. One of the invited guests the twilight, occupy the thoughtful man for a very long time, and these Rue Montre-de-Champigny. He complained that there is a gutter on the arm-chair, and several plain chairs which were encumbered with produce on you the effect of a cyclopean grimace. of his "celebrity" and, strange to say, though true, because of his name It certainly was Fantine's signature; Thénardier recognized it. study your feet with the microscope and your soul with the telescope." come from us." long time?' He retired with bowed head, traversed the antechamber, and slowly which is good, and had made every one about him rich, which is better. foot, and after a few moments of stupor he set out, running at the top The men of the patrol listened, and heard nothing, they looked and saw and, saluting him with a sort of aggrieved awkwardness:-- And plunging into the darkness with the assurance of a person who is is evidently what he would have said to me: It is settled; let things