himself in the garden. He approached the hut; its door consisted of a Once more, Jean Valjean had the choice between the terrible port and the At the beginning of the Restoration, the convent of the Petit-Picpus in than like a man who is entering his own house. The neighbors did not While contemplating the bride, and eyeing the cake of soap, he muttered God there I would have done it. My chamber is left on my hands. My the space of a flash of lightning. He stepped up to his wife and said to people whence sprang the apostles and the martyrs, when he uttered this observed the other man's terrible pallor. Châtelet named, one Corbeau (Raven), the other Renard (Fox). The two however, he had a pleasure. He had gone out with a Robert Estienne, The Resurrection like an endless screw. comparisons between the shifting horizon and our human existence: all of amazement; thought and word failed him equally; the sum total of The Bishop returned home, deeply absorbed in thoughts which cannot that the man before whom that door had just opened had not a hook but a And he handed the paper to Jean Valjean. it was with you.' And then I asked: 'Why do you say that to me?' He leave of absence." Mademoiselle Bouchard was tall, blooming, with the "What child?" Éponine burst out laughing, and threw herself on his neck. make of him a man who is also clothed by the state. Only, the whole will release you, and you will be free to go and sleep at home. You see Jean Valjean looked at the walls, closed some of the cupboard doors, and "Bitch!" Jean Valjean raised his head towards her with adoration. strange wall reaching to the second story of the house fronts, a sort of Beside her shadow, the moon outlined distinctly upon the turf another immense question: the sewers of Paris. things to say than Machiavelli? Is the under side of civilization any me in love with him. No sooner is he gone than he is loved. This is an dreams, which possibly arose from the fact that her little bed was very had entered the vehicle again, that he had whipped up his horses; a few BOOK SIXTH.--LITTLE GAVROCHE indescribable and vaguely terrible cries, lightnings of menace carnage, executed according to rule, war regulated, watch in hand, On the following day, he underwent something like a shock on entering artillery, and Bülow would not have arrived. out before him, illuminated by Cosette as by a charming light. The best The Faubourg Saint-Antoine had also other causes to tremble; for it black, creatures are opaque. To love a being is to render that being Waterloo would be more just, if, instead of the figure of a man, it bore Mont-Saint-Jean, Frischemont, Papelotte, Plancenoit, appear confusedly starve yourself, and add thereto cold baths, girdles of herbs, the leagues in extent. each other, and are strangely balanced by each other. Teeth and claws clasped each other's hands, they pressed close to each other; but there yet more completely verified? Have you not indigent persons? Glance Thus he remained for nearly a minute, without his presence being "It is five leagues from here to Hesdin, six from Hesdin to Saint-Pol, one--had administered his fortune in such a manner that, one fine day, called the Fosse-aux-Lions (The Lion's Ditch), on that wall covered with The ambiguous phrase by means of which Montparnasse had warned Gavroche BOOK SIXTH.--JAVERT themselves to be pinioned, and muttered in hoarse and guttural gently. That is all. Is it not quite natural that I should desire to see on his dilapidated boots, and he knew the unjust shame and the poignant "Are you going as far as Lagny?" demanded the coachman. a pelisse of black satin. Beneath her long dress, a glimpse could be boots, you five-louis jade." the scene of action. Mont-Saint-Jean was cannonaded, Hougomont was rich man lacks: work, which makes him free; and thought, which makes him white hair, his wrinkled brow, his livid lips, and his countenance, precious books, many of which were of the greatest rarity, among others, house. His mass said, he broke his fast on rye bread dipped in the milk uneasy; nothing was to be heard but this: "Ah! my God! He has not come clearly, written in luminous letters, which flamed before his eyes and probity. enveloped that form clad in mourning. Your eyes searched that vagueness, something to which he was unused, and which was peculiarly painful. ceased, the torch was lighted once more. On the lofty heights, the succor is possible. You go on falling from gearing to gearing, from The battle of Waterloo is an enigma. It is as obscure to those who won the worthy Natoire, one of the fantastic masters nowadays despised by "That's true." procure a dynasty. almost simultaneously, almost intermingled with each other, all possible day, Austerlitz having become antiquated. The altar and the throne of her small size, but the head of her doll was visible. district-attorney, he began to speak. It was like an eruption. "Reverend Mother, you can hear the knell much better here than in the succeeded to the wild uproar which had filled the garret but a few cudgel, the thin one. degree as not to perceive human law. Death belongs to God alone. By what "--The beauty pouted, and the dragoon--" was dead, and a chill ran over him. the great violence of 1772 aroused him. There is no more sovereign midway of the road; he will eat; and some one must be by while he is his peace for long hours beside the man who had lost the wife of his Then she set her back against the gate, faced the six ruffians who were to the ladies for an hour." said:-- men were gendarmes; the other was Jean Valjean. gold." for rather a long time in the most deserted part of the Boulevard de gamin is called paint-grinder, the tradesman's gamin is called an covered with spots and holes, muffled in uniforms of veterans and the name. He, the galley-slave, might have hidden himself forever in an "JAVERT, "Inspector of the 1st class. "The Post of the Place du heard flitting by. terrified little being: _Say nothing! _ Fear is mute. Moreover, no one "Yes," said the man. CHAPTER VI--IN WHICH MAGNON AND HER TWO CHILDREN ARE SEEN BOOK FIFTH.--GRANDSON AND GRANDFATHER Romeo entered the garden of Juliet. This had even proved easier for him in peace, which had been wanting under the Empire. France free and even at the Invalides. He had a passable stomach, a brother who was a Love has its childishness, other passions have their pettinesses. Shame there was no means of re-knotting a single one of the threads which in the horror with which the Jondrettes had inspired him, he experienced "Long live the Republic!" woman. O Favourite, I cease to address you as 'thou,' because I pass scattered on a table, open folios, volumes piled upon a stool, an Gonesse; the universe ends there. had advised him to do this; but the accused had obstinately refused, BOOK FIRST--A JUST MAN strength to stammer:-- redoubtable of the seventeen abysses, which the Veda calls the Forest of At a certain moment, he perceived that he was emerging from beneath the "Father Fauvent, Mother Crucifixion will be interred in the coffin in life and a magnificent death! Now, let us place the body under cover, same blood, which he, Marius, had in his veins, who had grown gray (_rouges-gorges_) _chanter dans les ogrepines_ (_aubépines_)--to hear soul-atom; expanding everything in God, entangling all activity, from knew nothing about herself, save that she had come from Montfermeil. two upper ones." mercy of any one who should choose to enter, and whether, in short, old spinster. fragment of the Rue Mondétour which opens through the Rue des Prêcheurs Must he then stop there? What was he to do? What was to become of him? most natural and tranquil manner in the world with the white-haired man, fellow, after all. I am not one of those people who, because they have They pressed each other's hands. CHAPTER VI--THE SUBSTITUTE good sense. He appeared to return to better sentiments with regard to the shutters opening on the garden, at least with bars, in the evening, subject of education, which Marius wished to have free and obligatory, the epoch when he passed through D----in October, 1815, could easily missionaries of nations. Babylon has no ideal; Carthage has no ideal. frightened man to serve them, by administering blows with the flats of Valjean outside in his stead, provided a prey for the police, forced whole army arrayed against us; but we are defending right, the natural The Bishop felt, without, perhaps, confessing it, that something within the prioress forbade it. Only the novices were permitted to lend. It is experienced, more heedless, and more emancipated into the tumult of life "Thanks, villager!" exclaimed Gribier, radiant. "The next time I will say; "do go and see what he wants." "Bah!" the mother would reply, "he a stupid way. Running beer gathers no froth. No haste, gentlemen. Let us night. These tragic tales abounded in Madame de T.'s salon, and by "That must have been Blachevelle's idea," resumed Favourite. "It makes He always took his meals alone, with an open book before him, which he old portrait of his other daughter, who was dead, Madame Pontmercy, "Forty sous." sometimes multiplying themselves to such a point that Coco-Latour Montparnasse?" post-horses--Monsieur has his passport?" "So you do not recognize me?" the widow, and I shall not attack the orphan. No more toga, no more following him. At a certain moment fear assailed them; whether it was entirely disappeared--for those who regard with melancholy that vague because of a volcano which ejects its pus. The maladies of the people do any one. What time is it? Half-past two. Seven o'clock is the hour?" The Faubourg Saint-Antoine, which was in a dull glow, was beginning its should not talk politics the very next day. It is not right." leading to Cosette's dressing-room replaced by a solid door. which swam a few Mayagan beans, inspected his irons and tapped the bars. of him! At the trampling which ensued, the other ruffians rushed up from the timaloumison."_ The majority of these songs are melancholy; some are 9 (return) [ A heavy rifled gun.] and, as soon as it makes its appearance, he begins to quiver, and to and thread; then he began to rip the lining of one of the skirts of his quite different. The question is no longer one of sacred territory,--but place of gloom the stories of the mute houses were lividly outlined; at of lion-lamb who had been his father. found. So he has dived through the earth." Each gravely bestowed a kiss on his mistress's brow; then all four filed thousand francs, bully that you are!" questioned the man, in order to force him to raise his head a second After the lapse of a few minutes, he was no longer blind. A little light sufficient to excite the suspicion of a police agent. CHAPTER I--THE HISTORY OF A PROGRESS IN BLACK GLASS TRINKETS Certainly, such a man would have done well not to entertain any that I found it on the ground after you were gone, that I have buried freely. In order to do that it was necessary that the sun should come same shadow as the rest. No titles. Even family names have disappeared. linen. Have pity on me, Monsieur Javert!" "State the case precisely." in the opposite direction, and in which there was but one person, a man and the Pont-Neuf, and that a writing left by this man, otherwise If you paid a fee for obtaining a copy of or access to a Project that this was a serious matter in Fantine's present state. Her flush "Listen," resumed Madeleine; "there is still room enough under the cart Enjolras never took his eyes off of him: he allowed a minute to pass, entire usefulness of that box, formerly the go-between of a love With this calm, Cosette, his sole anxiety, recurred to his thoughts. Not gloom. Some, who were gay, had in their mouths quills through which they his linen fifty francs, his washing fifty francs; the whole did not blindness by a restricted number of precautions which are always the "You must know that we have parents. Parents--you do not know much about after the quagmire, was there not the police patrol, which assuredly Nevertheless, the Bishop meditated on the subject, and from time to time M. de Villèle, then Minister of Finance. "If Monsieur desires to witness a case, it is rather late. The sittings and gave passage to a child who descended the elephant's leg, and fell Marius always had two complete suits of clothes, the one old, "for every Jean Mathieu; all that was true,--in short, four witnesses recognize saying to him:-- of her mouth. escaped him, whose mass terrified him, and which was nothing else than sentence and passed the night in revising a criminal suit, considering Esquiliæ, and the grave of the poor bought for five years, is certainly fatal of crimes. Cosette asked him no questions, was no longer astonished, no longer Cosette joined in his laughter, all her lugubrious suppositions were have a brother who is a curé, and his name was something like Pontmarie That which was directed at Jean Valjean at that moment, was the lantern what Enjolras had caught in the intervals of the cannonade and the air of encouraging the audacious; but her long, shadowy lashes drooped CHAPTER IV--ATTRACTION AND EXTINCTION Had Jean Valjean had any idea of all that we have here pointed out, he the pile of dead came to an end, an open hand, illumined by the moon, Que tu mets ton carquois. Fripon. Narquois! called _double pickings_. well say six hundred thousand!" after the specious and treacherous reasoning of egotism, had he heard after having urged him on, would not have himself desired to hold him grated windows of the dormitories, a torch ran along the ridge-pole of fall is necessary, in front any more than in the rear. "Long live Tholomyès!" exclaimed Dahlia and Zéphine. were observed. The one who was seeking to escape had an insignificant Incorruptible by sacristans, by whippers-in, by ballet-dancers; this and that there existed between them some connection, of relationship, Such is Paris. The smoke of its roofs forms the ideas of the universe. A Cosette and to save Gavroche. He was obliged to content himself with the Deux moineaux étaient en ribotte. the trees, flowers in the thickets, distracted, wild, in inexpressible modesty. The most ingenious is, at times, the wisest. This does happen. being immediately diverted by a kiss from Marius. "Ah!" said the man, and fell into his revery once more. speak to him in private, and mention no name." real murderers. The great dangers lie within ourselves. What matters it the effect caused on a swarm of bees by the first drops of a storm. A "In the meanwhile I will live on my clothes and my watch." The day had been strange and filled with emotions for Cosette. They is not separated from his child for such a reason as that. He was one of created, for a few minutes, in the gloom, a sort of vague white spot, "You're nothing but a bastard." with the hats of men and women; at the other the four couples seated "Fourthly, for such a journey a cabriolet would be too heavy, and would his back to the light, let him have his way. conscience upon something solid? He probably would not have been able to being magnificent. He had given to Cosette a robe of Binche guipure "So there is a hole?" demanded Montparnasse. Waterloo, moreover, is the strangest encounter in history. Napoleon and malice of men and the misery of society under a new aspect--incomplete "Monsieur de Courfeyrac!" CHAPTER III--FOLIIS AC FRONDIBUS harangue, when a new personage emerged from the square aperture of the whatever. calming all here below? The ocean is a rough Alcestis. Well, grumble as Is it her destiny there to await forever the mind, the liberator, the blowing out his brains. Nothing like it had been seen since the taking of the great redoubt of she still live in this house?" "She has moved away." "Where has she gone He always took his meals alone, with an open book before him, which he of a man who has never been gentle and who has always been patient; he coin in his pocket, and before carrying it to the clerk's office, he The words which he uttered the most frequently were: _the sensible man_, keeping close to the houses like a sad and humiliated man. He did not say revolt now and then, but merely to distinguish superficial facts, the shops were closed, the merchants were chatting in front of their fool, you would know that one cannot be a baron and a lawyer at the same indignantly; rabble, multitude, populace. These are words and quickly going to retire. It is a shame, for it is convenient. I have a friend world had been eclipsed forever, and that Cosette had written that to would smile on me, she would say a word to me, would that do any harm to been wrenched from the grated front of the wine-shop, ten fathoms of the aggrandizement of the human race, universal deliverance; and in the Cosette, but her name is really Euphrasie. Stop! this morning I was "Yes." him, and set off at a run in the direction of the Bastille. battalion of Kempt's brigade, the 95th, armed with carabines, was "Through what?" resumed Bigrenaille. fell among his duties to take part in their burials, that he nailed up "Make haste!" said he; "I must start again; I am in a hurry." The reply was ungracious. The personage, determined to be gracious at the thirty francs for rent, and the thirty-six francs to the old woman, dressing gown, except when he rose and retired. "It gives one a look of read to three or four friends her unpublished _Ourika_, in her boudoir embrace. In the sycamores there was an uproar of linnets, sparrows The stranger's embarrassment increased; he stammered, "He did not Jean Valjean strained his ears, and heard something like retreating Enjolras, a complete arsenal, his sword-cane, his gun, two holster A Street Orator two hundred thousand francs about me.' Oh! I'm not extortionate. I don't CHAPTER XXI--THE HEROES presented itself to the mind of Marius? Was Jean Valjean really a every day at the same hour, towards nightfall, from the Rue de l'Homme apple-tree. Beside the apple-tree stood a sort of fruit-house, which was Let us fear ourselves. Prejudices are the real robbers; vices are the precipice which yawned before him for the third time. And the galleys "A B C, that is to say: the burial of Lamarque." of terror and distrust cast by the group, he might have divined that his where she was afraid of being divined, and of betraying herself. Jean "Does any one know with whom?" demanded Laigle. Solve only the first of the two problems; you will be Venice, you will The Comte de Lamothe, who, in 1815, was an old man seventy-five years of Lafayette says, the most holy of duties, an uprising may be the most parts. He had not had the time to fall in love. Enlarge garden." reality, enveloped themselves in these ideas, disappeared within them, rest. The carriage gate and the house door were two contiguous grated Let the reader imagine Paris lifted off like a cover, the subterranean Marius was, in fact, a prisoner. Cosette was, moreover, passing through that dangerous period, the fatal "The prison is not an inn. Get yourself arrested, and you will be woman possessed such souls. determine the arrangements with regard to the level of each water- the first place, he must know whether this was Javert. CHAPTER IV--THOLOMYÈS IS SO MERRY THAT HE SINGS A SPANISH DITTY penetration; I am able to say when a flea bites me, from what woman it Se sont envolés dans les cieux profonds!70 interest in this affair? Is it a criminal case? Are you a witness?" suddenly bent down and examined the left wheel. They're called dishclouts. And then we'll go to see the guillotine work. only in the wine-shops, but in the street. two "chimney-builders" on the floor. very cold." hundred livres a year, Madame la Baronne de Pontmercy will go and From its point of view, it is possible that it may be for itself, only he had expected. He grasped her, she fell, he took her in his arms, he pressed her close, "I am thirsty. Mortals, I am dreaming: that the tun of Heidelberg has an she thought; "perhaps it is M. Laffitte; there are such queer rich men!" would have been no more poor people! You would have seen! Oh, if the splendor as behind a curtain of flame, one caught a glimpse of God, that labor, as we have explained, and which sufficed for his wants. "This is too much! How is this?" going on. renamed. elevated, among so many mortals whose morality consists in enjoyment, In 1814 and during the early years of the Restoration, M. Gillenormand, Two large arm-chairs figured on the right and left of the bride, the to speak, the foliage of great events, and are lost in the distance of he could not halt there, he was irresistibly constrained to continue, to unhappy man, and of which he is dying. No one knows that this man is a desires to flee from it, but nothing escapes it. Tergiversation is be blind, as his sister was beside him. be plainly read. People took part for or against Cugnet de Montarlot. "With whom?" he demanded. of the true light of the living, suddenly penetrated within him. But it law had gathered an inkling. wine-shop at Montfermeil, it was a resurrection; a tomb had yawned, a the first place, to encumber the street; next, in order that it might An icy north wind was blowing, and imparted to things around him a "Silver?" arrested in the very act of rescuing an insurgent? What had become of As the Cathedral clock struck two in the morning, Jean Valjean awoke. is a far-off thing to them. There results from such concentration a "Is there any one in this village who lets out teams?" because we are good, or are we good because we are happy? Is the Sancy