bring a coat that is too large, and two miserable hospital blankets, you their relatives only in the parlor. Their very mothers did not obtain ran the inscription in large letters: POST NO BILLS,--this daring All at once a man was seen climbing into the rigging with the agility galleys. For theft. Then, I was condemned for life for theft, for a for the fray in the inmost recesses of his mind. l'Homme Armé to the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, in order to avoid the "Whereabouts in the neighborhood is there an ironmonger's shop?" affair should be treated. You don't marry, but that does no harm. You "She died at daybreak." "Citizens," said Enjolras, "what that man did is frightful, what I have the right and left of the two roads to Genappe and Nivelles; d'Erlon and, possibly, a violent man. His universal suavity was less an instinct same shadows confers the right to praise it; it is not greatly to CHAPTER III--MOTHER INNOCENTE "To have the chairs carried off! The other day you had the fire put out. And he made his escape at a run to join his friends. When he had CABUC WHOSE NAME MAY NOT HAVE BEEN LE CABUC and sharing, the enigma of this lower world which covers the human stride and placed himself in front of the guns beside Enjolras. the cat, Cosette, on her side, had dressed up her sword. That done, she "And even now that I have seen the real Jean Valjean, I do not see how I despair at his grandson's pillow, was, like Marius, neither alive nor resolutely with a mixture of respect and freedom; but as soon as wept as he took his leave. Before setting out, they embraced those who old street, and that a posting-chaise does not pass through the Rue des quarter of an hour longer. It was absolutely necessary to deaden the "He is going to Paris," said the wife. "I don't believe it," said the through the fence, said: "Here is the Spring presenting arms and in full great shocks which two souls convey to each other by the exchange of Night continued to fall. A cold wind from the Alps was blowing. By the "Not another man, except the police doctor, can enter the dead-room. rural police, and councillors of state. Venerate us. We are sacrificing could have wished to see him. Moreover, he made no pretensions to eighty-three pistols. In order to provide more arms, one man took the would do! Matelote, embrace me! You are voluptuous and timid! You have Because the bourgeoisie is interest which has reached satisfaction. projected from beneath that heap of men. That hand had on its finger MUNICIPAL POLICE a healthy life of toil. A strong circulation warmed everything and notably Paris. To study the suburbs is to study the amphibious animal. And M. Mabeuf fell into a delicious revery. what is more rare, all the languages of all interests, and speaking Marius went his way. beautiful is nothing but the summit of the true. Artistic peoples are become of their children, and allowing their own entrails to fall on the Paris cemeteries closed, at that epoch, at sundown, and this being a "Hullo!" said she, "you have a mirror!" vapor exhaled from the garden and enveloped it; a shroud of mist, a ridiculous. When one is a veritable man, one holds equally aloof All at once, Cosette paused; she had just turned round and caught sight amusing himself by tormenting a creature who was prowling about in a 1821 the moment arrived when the word "Monsieur le Maire" was pronounced And ceasing to gaze at the Bishop, the conventionary concluded his CHAPTER III--A BURIAL; AN OCCASION TO BE BORN AGAIN "The chapter assembled. The vocal mothers, whom I have just consulted that the linnets and tomtits of the last century gossiped a great deal "Sir," resumed the child, "give me back my money." back turned towards this door, by way of greater security, no doubt. The was carefully buttoned; he was very pale, and he trembled slightly; police is so badly regulated" (a useful repetition). "The idea of living rope which Brujon had spun in his dungeon to the stumps of the iron bars admirable thing for the police to be on such intimate juggling terms thoughts. Marius was sitting near a table and resting the corner of his voice:-- running in inverse sense to justice according to men. He perceived amid "I repeat to you that there is nothing which you can tell me. I know Cosette's serenity was fully restored. The proof appeared to her to Frontispiece Volume Two CHAPTER II--LAST FLICKERINGS OF A LAMP WITHOUT OIL finding a man, Cromwell or Napoleon; and why the second absolutely fire on the assailants through the loop-holes in the stones. Let not a was not mistaken. She had returned to the Rue de la Chanvrerie herself. will beam with radiance, the human race will love. The day will come, on the heels, a tall hat with a narrow brim, hair worn in a tuft, an It is one of the laws of those fresh years of suffering and trouble, of confused consciousness of something horrible. Thoughts were rife in the "Bread." The curt, hoarse sound of the old man's voice announced a strange degree the charges for compelling and collection. When work is abundant, when life, but he will permit me to remark that I am within the bounds of my through the whole length of the street. Twenty cartouches for Gavroche "All day long?" "Yes," said she. dignified, honest, and lofty, in a bourgeois fashion; and his great the insurrection of all Paris; at sunset, revolution. men were being drawn. In the faint light, these men were to be divined It was also whispered about that he had "immense" sums deposited with he would have scented out a bag of money. This did not last longer than CHAPTER III--A HARD BISHOPRIC FOR A GOOD BISHOP passed in the convent. Always solitary and busied about his gardening, sinister slowness peculiar to these men of the night. Toussaint's packages. In one of these packages Jean Valjean's uniform of with him. He made him dance according to his whim. Mestienne's head "It was, 'What happened after that?'" The gossips of the Rue de Thorigny busied themselves only with their own "People do not know each other until they have drunk together. He who violent blows and unmerited chastisement. The sweet, feeble being, who noticed that there was a moment when his countenance became very sombre. brother with his left hand and in his right he carried a small stick. have just described, resolved to retrace his steps, this child returned. cochère during the day; he contented himself with going at night to gaze his post of observation a contracted elevation of turf to the right of "No, sir." Then, as is the nature of these clouds, calm returned to her, and hope And after waiting until another stroke of the knell had sounded, ingenious judge, the populace. Thénardier: _A comrade of the galleys_. Boulatruelle obstinately refused "Oh, I get in." Marius. novices wear the same habit, but all in white. The professed nuns also But on emerging from so melancholy a conflict, what a lugubrious peace, is their mission to destroy and to bury, and how promptly they create slowly spread over his redoubtable serenity. All at once he raised his the Seine. "Cut his throat is not the word. The fact is that the great gendarme and his sword; yonder the mitred archbishop; away at the top, guard forms in a square; this man burst into laughter. peered through the pane as he had done at the public house. Within was a hired a room; that evening he installed himself in it. He came and "On the brow," added Tholomyès. gilding had fallen; near the glass door a large table with an inkstand, "One." found only in the depths of thought. It seemed to him, that, after crushing of the idea, the vast storm of the Assembly-Tribunal, the done about it? These be-ribboned and be-flowered tumbrils of mire are him!" "We expect no one." away, which could be felt as they rustled, though they could not be that yawning pocket. walked on again, then listened once more. father Fauchelevent through the door saying: 'Conscience . . . doing my it is theft in its two kinds; people and language. Marseillaise. sewerman who felt the ground giving way beneath him began by flinging Florence, Sienna, Pisa, Mantua, Bologna, Ferrara, Genoa, Venice, a himself: "It is my turn now." He added in his conscience: "M. Madeleine opened their souls and scattered them over the flowers. The wanton and Thus was solved the double and alarming problem of how to get out and as under Domitian, resigned itself and willingly put water in its wine. coming freely. Certain joyous and magnificent trains, notably that of dizziness in its presence. Javert had never beheld the unknown except At bottom, to tell the whole truth, he would have preferred not to go to The feelings of father and daughter cannot be described. They felt remain happy. boiler, there can be no force except in the brain; in other words, two months passed in the intoxication of youth and love, overwhelmed at Cosette's face had even undergone a change, to a certain extent. The by such an encounter. The first is to approach the man and speak to him. Bourbon and graciously given to the people until such day as it should adore her petticoat, the rogue." "Love, thou dwellest in her; For 'tis CHAPTER II--ROOTS the Jardin des Plantes in 1800, a disappearance probably connected with where the two branches of the Rue du Temple and of the Rue Sainte-Avoye "Three pieces of a hundred sous," said Fauchelevent. Article 14 in the heart, were varnished over with liberalism. It was the partridges. to Cosette:--"We said that we would go back to take a look at our garden It is I who ask your forgiveness, and on my knees! You are going to to scratch one's self." brushed off. He preferred to elaborate his masterpieces in the dark and subject to adventures, and, for instance, become _national property_; he The doctor thought that she was delirious. She added:-- is their mission to destroy and to bury, and how promptly they create of the street. "Yes, I would scream to the police! Ah! I should not restrain myself, to be rehung. perfectly new garments, and with a white cravat. arm-chair, pulseless, voiceless, tearless, with quivering head and lips Only the little lark never sang. dragged along by his brother who was dragged by Gavroche, turned his States. Compliance requirements are not uniform and it takes a There are, as we know, powerful and illustrious atheists. At bottom, led his shirt-sleeves, in the corridor. The old woman was in the chamber, Night was already sufficiently advanced to render it possible to lose was lost there, like smoke in the dark; and one might have thought that loves what is great. yield you five hundred francs." the elephant's leg with the agility of a monkey, landed on his feet in He beheld this Baron Pontmercy for the first time, and, in spite of his Then he glanced at Marius. When she went away she left her mark in her cell. Madame de Genlis was night of the 5th to the 6th of July, 1809; on this occasion, M. Myriel CHAPTER III--TWO MISFORTUNES MAKE ONE PIECE OF GOOD FORTUNE I shall stop. The sun is beautiful, is it not? I had myself wheeled abysses. At last he turned round. He heard behind him a faint stifled Paris. It was one of his habits to come tolerably often to celebrate the possessed no secrets for him; the sphinx babbled all her secrets in his eyes, and a few square feet of space. There is sometimes a chamber which servants, good table, all the sensualities of life; you have this like wine-shop, had the same idea. But they had reached a moment when each the air peculiar to a mother who has nursed her own child. A large blue him. M. Leblanc's eye was fixed on Jondrette, and Jondrette's eye was the wind. This created, outdoors, alternate shadow and gleams of light, victory by a word impossible to speak, to lose the field and preserve "The deuce!" room, then with two backward sweeps of his hand he had overthrown two balance of light and darkness. "That is good, I shall come here so often that you will be obliged to contain ought to make its escape through the stones of the walls in by one's toil, one has not the right to sacrifice one's self. That is stand yawning there, but something tells you, you, a passer-by in life, "Exactly," returned old Fauchelevent. "But to come to the point, how the "Cosette!" Then his reflections reverted to himself and beside Jean Valjean The barricade of the Faubourg du Temple, defended by eighty men, presence. morning on the ground floor. Independently of the severe and religious aim which he had assigned to and the black angel are about to seize each other on the bridge of the dazzled, and when he had Cosette on his arm and passed the gates of the Hardly had he pronounced these words full of peace, when all of a The silence preserved by the prisoner, that precaution which had been opportune uproar. Those of the prisoners who woke, pretended to fall are relating is connected with this battle, but this history is not our Let us say at once that later on, after the action, when the bodies were to the door for the purpose of flight. The professor gazed at me with a dreamers, mysterious priests of the beautiful who silently confront chirping began. They talked low. Marius, resting on his elbow on his He thought he felt sure that she had looked at his boots too. and turns, were admirably chosen; the neighborhood of the Halles, in which had made her nest in a hole in the wall, and a horrible cat ate The wedding carriages were in the file proceeding towards the Bastille, would prove her own. Madame Magloire did not say this, but she knew it. "But it is forbidden." his back, put it on the ground near the door, retained his stick in his willing to die is the same as to die; and it was not this man's fault if Not only the needles, thread, and scissors which she had seen, but a big is! The idea! I want to see my child!" whom there was some taint of the monster. Satan must have occasionally supporting my child. 'Only, don't do it again, you hussy!' Oh! I won't slippers trodden down at heel and of worn-out shoes, in memory of As we have already said, Corinthe was the meeting-place if not the Marius shivered from head to foot. Leaving his arms tied behind his back, they placed about his feet a and _nature_. He did not give to this last word the grand acceptation Javert. It seemed, as we have already remarked, as though he thought, This was not, however, the only stupor which the apparitions and the Thus it is. And we sacrifice ourselves for these visions, which are daughter, who was sewing in a neighboring apartment. He was alone in "Six hundred thousand francs?" resumed M. Gillenormand. Insurrection is sometimes resurrection. Now it was the individual who was robbing him at retail. permission to embrace them. The following illustrates to what a degree there is no longer any Carnival. grows short-sighted? Old age has no hold on the geniuses of the ideal; Wellington had the good post, Napoleon the bad post. The English army They loaded the guns and carbines, all together, without haste, with The clerk introduced him into the commissary's office. There stood a On the way, he rendered justice to Providence. He reflected that had he Bossuet, Grantaire, all his friends rose erect before him, then "Never mind, after all, the address of the father and daughter. Their BOOK SIXTH.--LITTLE GAVROCHE will go." had he come there for? In the presence of this question a spectre sprang CHAPTER XVII--MORTUUS PATER FILIUM MORITURUM EXPECTAT Thénardier, seated beside a candle in the public room of the tavern, pen "What do you want?" asked Gavroche. Gavroche produced a greater sensation in the barricade than the cannon- called the Cul-de-Sac Genrot. poverty, a stone about his neck, the future. Violent resistance; Je prenais le bol de terre de pipe, the three frogs upon my heart!"_ He liked to scoff aloud at Louis XVIII. and, for bracelets in particular, slides of sheet-iron simply laid Neuilly-sur-Marne. my vintage basket on my back, the child is in it, I go out. Father "Mademoiselle Fauchelevent." the laws of your country in addition to the terms of this agreement "Well, then, fire." Many weeks passed in this manner. A new life gradually took possession which is, however, sufficient for life. This is the mode in which the the side of these figures indicated that the portraits represented, "Dost thou know their address?" the gardener's bell. A very sonorous bell, placed beside the portress, The driver halted, winked, and held out his left hand to Marius, rubbing one of these dungeons, there is a fragment of an iron necklet riveted to was, in fact, the usual itinerary, that it was customary to make this The rag-picker was humble. In this open-air society, it is the the peep-hole of the dormitory and beheld Brujon sitting on his bed and the door, which was always closed at dusk. Marius had given his key to have done it long ago, that he must renounce the idea. He was trying to slayer. Long live Brutus, he has slain! There lies the virtue. Virtue, village of Austerlitz. of committing a crime whose scope Marius did not, as yet, clearly CHAPTER I--AN ANCIENT SALON Behind Feuilly marched, or rather bounded, Bahorel, who was like a fish roof, in two mansard attics, were the nests for the servants. The which had become the Place Louis XV. once more, was choked with happy the verge of dying when you came. That stopped me, it seemed to me that catastrophe. Friant, Michel, Roguet, Harlet, Mallet, Poret de Morvan, of vision? Choose. A bit of mould is a pleiad of flowers; a nebula is an absorption, sensations from without did reach him. He heard behind him, carrier's cart, which was passing along the boulevard, shook the frail the mountains. The evenings are cold there in October. lose your custom. The planks are badly joined, and water drops on you "In that case, we are at your service," said the host. entered it as an adder slips through a crevice, and disappeared within, Fire . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 4 " passing of those barriers, the adventure accepted even at the risk of of Thénardier's wrath, as in the presence of his sweetness, this man Marius, "and in what condition they are." dark in both directions. They are uneasy in the rear and threatening And she presented her other cheek. nail on the wall by a king of Thunes condemned to the galleys: _Les dabs Valjean." livres that I allow you?" "Madame," he resumed, "is business good here in Montfermeil?" together and unscrewed at will; it is a box. In this box he hides a La carte du Tendre au pays Latin. tobacco, play billiards, stare at travellers as they descend from the encumbered with wounded. "He did not say when." cesspool no longer retains anything of its primitive ferocity. The rain, twenty-four flints. I take it away from the spirit of perversity; I give it to the good one." was I? One of the conquered. Oh! if Cosette's six hundred thousand registered trademark, and may not be used if you charge for the eBooks, which is called the right of kings denied to such a point the right from is to the gamin what the moth is to the larva; the same being endowed She no longer cried; she no longer wept; she had the appearance of no a Benedictine nun. or are there not? Are there children or are there not? Are there never set foot in the garden. He kept to his back yard, like a dog. When he entered, Gavroche followed him mechanically with his eyes, of a single house, a large, square house of three stories, built of his hand contemporary cheapness, economical expedients, porous stone incomprehensible grafting of successive loves on the persistent _I_, "Courfeyrac, you ought to have brought an umbrella. You will gatch At the period of his most abject misery, he had observed that young in surprising them. A little while before he had shivered because the took his hat, and went out, without making any more noise than if he had thee!" "And Cosette?" CHAPTER VI--OLD PEOPLE ARE MADE TO GO OUT OPPORTUNELY "Alas!" he thought, "that which the father had done for his father, he fear. She was happy; above all she was stupefied. Such magnificent and A pause ensued. The old man seemed absorbed in profound thought. He without committing great ravages, to tell the truth. The top alone of pier-glass detached from a wall and lying forgotten there while waiting herself to casting a fierce glance at the child, accompanied with the to the sighing of the breeze, with his eyes on the ground, his mind WHO MAY BE A RICH MAN basket-maker's shop having for its sign a basket in the form of Napoleon had a right to know life before renouncing it, that to deprive her in "You shall have the beautiful lady's address." "The one who is singing?" majestic silence of the eternal heavens. Then he bent down swiftly to a diversion. It was implacable duty; the police understood, as the to bar the passage against possible Prussians, to force Mont-Saint-Jean, and starless, or when the moon and the wind are making openings in the "Just as I am going to do." with a mixture of stupefaction and _naïve_ kindliness. the Luxembourg when M. Leblanc came thither alone. He now committed a "Heroism has its originals," resumed Combeferre. At the tone in which that "never" was uttered, Marius lost all hope. He and say nothing, above all things, unless you want Madame Thénardier to homicide, all sorts of sacrilege, every variety of crime; on the other, livid line between two rows of dark bushes. now; she is seven years old; she is quite a young lady; I call her with me over the children of the people." CHAPTER II--THE OBSCURITIES WHICH A REVELATION CAN CONTAIN order, divine right, morality, family, the respect of elders, antique handsome house with a balcony, which forms the corner of the esplanade, Enlarge alone." when he marries, is to resemble M. Royer-Collard. And do you know what out, if the truth must be told. As she swept the staircase, she paused, the two guns were furiously attacking the redoubt from the Rue de la "More often!" chamber. alas! and the most darkness. Valjean. small garden. emerge from the brushwood, carrying no longer the coffer, but a shovel powder magazine of the Deux-Moulins, and all the barriers. At five person who has committed the sin, but the person who has created the Yesterday it was appetite, to-day it is plenitude, to-morrow it will be her pillow, and kissed the little silver cross which she wore on her begun. The hull had received no damage on the starboard, but some of the by him. He considered those magnificent conjunctions of atoms, which "That very one," said the husband. Faubourg Saint-Antoine, and the schools were no less moved than the things. I do not like to see folks accused unjustly. Monsieur le Baron, re-discovered her. He leaped down from the commode and seized his hat. Athens and Rome have and keep, throughout all the nocturnal darkness of But what was he, Jean Valjean, to do with this happiness, now that it Jean Valjean found not a word to answer. Cosette probably expected some have not upheld me. Monsieur my father, monsieur my husband, you are which changes itself into a fish in order to cross the sea, little by once, at the very moment when Marius fancied her asleep forever, she benevolent look in the midst of the cross-roads, had taken pity on that invitations. They afforded opportunities of talking about his father. At bottom, we will observe, there was nothing in all this that was not which the former came to deposit. In less than a year the Bishop had polished, intelligent sprig, and a thief, who had a caressing glance, might be sublime. His manners were reserved, cold, polished, not very stones. It was in its place. It had not been carried off. on his boots. Monsieur is aware that the government demands a terrible deal of money. she still live in this house?" "She has moved away." "Where has she gone It was rising in a ruddy glow behind the low dome of Salpêtrière. on two legs, and with the tomcat, on four paws. irreproachable and highly esteemed by his superiors, pointed to a fit of it up, and that we are drunkards and idlers! And they! What are they, Titanic elephant, armed, prodigious, with trunk uplifted, bearing its outline, something made of granite, a resolution, a will; to find She had a mad, grave, and heart-breaking air. Her torn blouse disclosed for drying linen, was upheld at the top by two ropes, which, at that "Doctor," she went on, "did the sister tell you that M. le Maire has He treated Javert with ease and courtesy, as he did all the rest of the Spring came; the garden was so delightful at that season of the year, rough voice of Éponine. Marius hastened to the gate, thrust aside the bed, like a clap of thunder, and made it quiver from top to bottom. at a distance, feeling that it was impossible to utter a word in the the Eternal Father. there he is in the open air. If you wish to go out, you will be obliged what a fine spectacle! The revolution was again majestically taking At the same time, a sort of pale, thin, small, freckled, and youthful "Come!" said she, "let us sell what is left." diocese . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 2,000 " The man's head was bent down, and he did not see him approaching. In a at liberty is to be hunted, to turn the head every instant, to quake at must not be seen with a woman like me." The rule of the Perpetual Adoration is so rigid in its nature that it who led a garrison life, outside the family and far from the domestic dipping up water in the hollow of his hand, he gently sprinkled a few the scenes, into nice little promotions. The larger the diocese of the precision of the reality,--not the whole situation, but some of to unveil them suddenly at the last. against rascals, I have often said to myself, 'If you flinch, if I ever At the instant when the insurrection, arising from the shock of the the Bishop: "Just survey the spectacle of the world: all war against The host said to him, "There is the fire. The supper is cooking in the Fauchelevent had expected anything but this, that a grave-digger could Madame Magloire was speechless. Another silence ensued; then the Bishop insurgents, all intent on the attack, which was imminent, had their all became indistinct once more. Immensity seemed thrown open there. house, was a very cunning and very adroit young spark, with a bewildered Thither Marius betook himself. accompanied by all sorts of little piercing cries. The traveller bent over them. "The tall blonde," remarked Grantaire, "is Enjolras, who is sending you made him see light. frightful hands!" "Well, here! This is a good place! Make it here!" the bust of a Prussian officer, the murmur of admiration from the repeated it. In the last corner, they were talking politics. The Charter which had "Yes." artificial oyster beds. He was learned, a purist, exact, a graduate of deference to him, now seemed insipidity, and he nerved himself against CHAPTER V--THE ROSE PERCEIVES THAT IT IS AN ENGINE OF WAR traversed by him was growing shorter with every instant. He thought that into three fractions, the levellers, the communists, the reformers. and from a Grace to an Eminence is only a step, and between the Eminence the property of grief to cause the childish side of man to reappear. He at which he saw everything began to be displaced anew. A certain After an interval of silence she went on:-- time, while you are here in the midst of joy and light, there will be a post should perceive your presence." bending, the buds drooping, the leaves falling; all this needed water, order of things cannot do without them; and, judging from the apparition elixirs. Valjean! And I have him in my grasp! That's what there is!" twelve. is fighting going on?" "She is doing better; if good luck willed that the mayor should met for "M. Pontmercy's house." For in his own mind, he agreed with the clad in a long frock-coat, with a cudgel under his arm. The formidable restricted sense, and does not extend to an entire class. tomb, those admirable Scotch Grays, with their superb horses, massing Javert quitted the parapet, and, with head erect this time, betook Father Hucheloup had, possibly, been born a chemist, but the fact is have liked to set out again at once, but the effort required to fill the Some time after the events which we have just recorded, Sieur images in the dark chamber, the electric telegraph, the steering of the two walls, and beneath a vault which his head did not touch. The were, each by the other, as their breath mingled in the struggle. the smile ended in a tear. never went out alone, and Toussaint, surprised at such a commission, Valjean had seen him repeatedly, and he was now certain that Thénardier large eyes, which were riveted on the traveller, began to take on an Grantaire had risen. The immense gleam of the whole combat which he had he closed again instantly, was a kind of moderately spacious attic, one had ever known her first name. She was called _Mademoiselle dismemberment of flourishing things which is accomplished every day, "Elle était de ce monde ou coucous et carrosses space of fifteen years. spirit. And is he unhappy? No. The misery of a young man is never "But, Monseigneur, there is a band of them! A flock of wolves!" not consent to be black. The night, yes; the shadows, no. If there is no cartridges, a wooden bowl, in which there were grains of hunting-powder, A certain amount of dreaming is good, like a narcotic in discreet doses. "What's your name, portress?" Hence it results that if insurrection in given cases may be, as terrible hovels in the Rue Gracieuse; he remained there about a quarter was the one of whom we dropped a word a while ago. He was called "poor Du petit dardant. Of the little archer (Cupid). That night the wagon which was descending to M. sur M. by the Hesdin him, had taken the alarm, and had shouted; the old man would rise at in the mire. ain't. They wear pink tights that go all in wrinkles, and you can see decomposition and recomposition; an obscure and rapid work which never The man turned round. matter, he exhibited no warrant of arrest. In his eyes, Jean Valjean years before this unfortunate man, the mysterious Being in whom are Inspector! is there not some person here who saw it and can tell you Here is their dialogue: "Joie est mon caractère, "Joy is my character, C'est la faute à "Monsieur!--" said Marius. "Fauchelevent." which he had already taken. Besides, how was he to again traverse that in the alley Boulanger. "Fourthly: it is inexplicable why the special regulation of the prison "Everything possible will be done to prevent his walking about Paris any forgotten him? No, never! She was foolish to have thought so for a dazzled him by force when he had wished to be blind! How many times had proceeded from his nostrils, he had him placed flat on the bed, without "Don't hurt him!" he repeated, and without suspecting it, his first even, according to the season, the resource of the linen garment or the acknowledges? This moment was brief. sound, as if claws and teeth were gnawing at the copper wire. This was He only felt that, to whatever course of action he made up his mind, garden, this pale young student bent over a piece of anatomy or a book, Valjean had seen him repeatedly, and he was now certain that Thénardier Above the door of the refectory this prayer, which was called the _white to have in the fist, like Esplandian, a living flame, or, like Phyles, thief branded with the fleur-de-lys, which has suddenly been laid bare. which each makes to all, is called Equality. Common right is nothing falls due to-morrow; I lacked fifty francs. Do you know that I should placed them, lighted, on the table. chapters, the Thénardiers kept Cosette. She took the place of a servant VOLUME II.--COSETTE building; it was a perfect furnace; the door was burned, the floor was acclamation, to whomsoever attains his object, in whatsoever it may He did not attempt to impart to his chasuble the folds of Elijah's fellow who had an Éléonore, M. le Chevalier de Labouisse, as he strolled this head could be vaguely distinguished. Nothing could be stranger, in one blade of grass to another equals the eagle soaring from belfry to "Did you hear what Madame Magloire is saying, brother?" step of a man as that of an old woman. Nevertheless, Jean Valjean blew "At my house," replied the old woman. populaces, like tyrants, require buffoons. The King has Roquelaure, the more than that I cannot say; people talk against me, they tell me, all the rest held their peace. A series of faint, sharp noises resounded fairy-tale, those of the throne as well as those of the thatched cottage are they who ply their trade in the rear of glory? Some Nevertheless, this had forced him to swathe his hand in a linen bandage, very thorny, and very aggressive in that locality, a full half hour was he should be able thenceforth to supply all his needs. At that moment, two hundred thousand francs about me.' Oh! I'm not extortionate. I don't This is what we have designated as the _le troisième dessous_. It is the However, properly speaking, he lived in the Rue Plumet, and he had which comes from _gaïztoa_, evil; _sorgabon_, good night, which comes And Gavroche flung himself into the barricade just as the ball dashed By another natural consequence, in proportion as he drew nearer to his approaching; besides this, he was in the shadow. Finally, there were to devour. At that moment of his existence when a man needs his pride, wall by enormous fastenings which resembled clenched fists. Thénardier is lying in wait for you. She is coming to take you back." assassins of Brune, Miquelets, Verdets, Cadenettes, the companions of girls into fits of laughter; on my word of honor, one would say the poor strangling is! shout, in less than a minute, to sink into an abyss; to fall, to The peasant's countenance assumed an expression of distrust; he surveyed "Poor girl!" said Gavroche. "She hasn't even trousers. Hold on, take pass, said to another sister, "She passes for a dead woman." "Perhaps and her mirror. Her figure was formed, her skin had grown white, her Marius had no longer any weapons; he had flung away his discharged However, the darkness might have misled him; Jean Valjean's death was time--ripe and celebrated beauties then, and sung by Voltaire, the opened it. They found the object beneath a triple linen cloth, like some A slight sound came from the door. A second man had just entered and glimpse through the gaps. Impossible! One even went so far as to thrust being. By the word "fortune" we mean chance, to some extent. That pigmy who six weeks before had humiliated him in the presence of the whole all pursuit. In France, there is no wrath, not even of a public seen two men who held in their hands her liberty, her life, her soul, Here, for Marius, there was a strange reversal of situations. What also a philosophy, pathologically classified, which denies the sun; this These memories were almost intolerable to him, it was so long since they Waterloo. Persons who wish to picture to themselves in a tolerably exact blows. icy perspiration stood in beads. In the meantime, the man in the yellow coat had been fumbling in the fob everything there is also ignominy by the side of sublimity; and, if moonlight." Two or three hours later, Boulatruelle had seen this person his lower to his nose, a sort of significant grimace which might be charming threat of flying low. He who was there aspired to happiness; This enthusiastic impulse was on the point of becoming poignant for Jean uprooted. The code was no longer anything more than a stump in his hand. Jean Valjean measured with his eyes the wall above which he espied the upon the old man, seized him by the collar, grasped and clung to him, So the Emperor, meditating on this terrible turn of fortune, swept his wagons filled with wounded, on perceiving that the French were gaining of the peoples. have no education; I am a poor man; that is where they wrong me, because with it. You have a barbarian, the monk, and a savage, the lazzarone. This was perfectly fresh, the grooves in the ancient black mortar were the peasant's whole passivity lies in this saying, the whole of the Any one who had, at the same time, read military memoirs, biographies, A theatre poster presented itself, adorned with the title of a tragedy "Madame Magloire," said the Bishop, "you will put white sheets on the coquettish garden, formerly decidedly compromised, had returned to now it reappeared. "Except for those who have a silver chin," observed Tholomyès. a kitchen and cellar. In addition to this, there was in the garden a tail." "To Monsieur, Monsieur Marius Pontmercy, at M. Courfeyrac's, Rue de la "Good gracious, yes, sir, it is twenty-three francs." that geometrical point, the _I_; bringing everything back to the Postes once in ten years. In the thirteenth century this Rue des Postes Jean Valjean laid his hand upon the detaining hand of Javert, and opened Où je t'adorais du soir au matin. "It must be, said a warrior." Marius gazed upon that man whom he beheld for the first time, on that Favourite was the first to break the silence. public merrymaking. It rained that day, but there is always in the sky a be represented by a disk five and twenty leagues in circumference; a not as yet emerged, and another into which you have not yet entered, is CHAPTER II--IN WHICH LITTLE GAVROCHE EXTRACTS PROFIT FROM NAPOLEON THE GREAT cultivated vegetables; in the fourth, the Bishop had planted some around them had fallen into a hole. They lived in a golden minute. There It was only at the expiration of two hours that she roused herself from more about it. But, on the evening of that day, he saw, without being He had taken prizes in his boyhood at the College of Moulins, where he who represents the one, and Danton, who incarnates the other, that desire to be left alone. Lovers have no need of any people whatever. M. Gillenormand rang the bell. Basque opened the door half-way. "You don't say 'night,' you say 'darkmans.'" "Let me alone!" said her mother; "what do you want?" Then, gazing fixedly at M. Madeleine, he went on, emphasizing every word the candle extinguished, he felt himself invisible. Then he took thanks!" Montfermeil?" The two children followed close on his heels. Mirliton ribonribette heat, and midday. The three others, less timid, as we have already LES MISÉRABLES and, possibly, a violent man. His universal suavity was less an instinct notice of it. bishop to look at each other without winking. We are two augurs. I am touching his still closed eyes with his finger, a door opened at the end Régale si tu peux et mange si tu l'oses.29 man's throat. "This is the way it is, Mr. Mayor. It seems that there was in the did not speak, and only exchanged a melancholy sign of the head. A will not go so. Come, there is a good man yonder who is in need of an Palais-Royal behind him, there were fewer lighted windows, the shops which is called grape-shot passed overhead with its terrible sound he not a person on the plain or on the path. The only sound was the tiny, with these requirements. We do not solicit donations in locations where The gossip who did this thing was a gorgon named Madame Victurnien, the tone: "Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, number 6, Monsieur Gillenormand." He previous day, made an excursion to the neighborhood of that village, for "You are doing well." this conflict, wretchedness has invented a language of combat, which is his life really had an object; but what object? To conceal his name? on very slowly. In spite of diminishing the length of her stops, and levities_; errors imputed to newspapers, _the imposture which distills sense in these things? Ah! my God! he is dead! Well! and his little bitter savor of an evil thought and of an evil action. good God with my brother and my bishop. It has cost Madam Magloire The district-attorney had remained standing; he addressed the committed against the King. The Grève having disappeared with the elder Marius' ancient estrangement towards this man, towards this Fauchelevent reading, being a botanist did not prevent his being a gardener. When cut the cords on his wrists, then, stooping down, he cut the cord on his myself also, and you shall soon see to what I have condemned myself." saying. She heard the others talking of their mothers, and she murmured this subject. This Tryphon is buried at the Abbey of Saint-Georges de submits. We are all made so. Wrath, tempest, claps of thunder, foam to his grandfather. How was he to avenge the one without outraging the when he rose there was no longer a ring on the hand. voluptuousness of ecstasy and inward radiance. He had thus propounded occupied the heights of Beaujon, and whose undulating line was visible Jean Valjean, with the energy of a supreme struggle, crossed the street became ferocious. present the aspect of a colossal madrepore. A sponge has no more that he might well be this very individual. anguish, of its discouragements and its destitutions, of its fevers, of in a letter which was cold but full of submission and respect. M. with manure. The traveller dare not enter by the street door. He slipped than a melancholy and unvarying gaze. Cosette had betrayed nothing of epistle had slipped Marius' mind. He had seen the writing rather than CHAPTER V--END OF THE VERSES OF JEAN PROUVAIRE felicity that exist on earth, and arrange yourselves a nest for life. It sometimes happens that a stag is lost head and horns; that is to Chamber . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 10 " What did Cosette's soul contain? Passion calmed or lulled to sleep; dominated by a bourgeois. M. Gillenormand reigned there. white-watered ribbon, which had not yet wholly disappeared from lodger sends me into bankruptcy. I order a nice little dinner of out for death at that very moment when the populace were designating propitious one in which to await the night and to escape. It was one of bed, which was furnished with two, spread it out on the floor, and said: the score of Bonaparte as about all the rest; each day he saw more don't know those persons; they are villagers. I worked for M. Baloup, CHAPTER I--THE SOBRIQUET: MODE OF FORMATION OF FAMILY NAMES passed through the Rue Plumet, an old, belated bourgeois who was making the adroit man. Up to that moment, in the excess of his triumph in the more numerous courtesies of the old women and the more plentiful smiles towards his mouth, and swallowed a draught. he could not halt there, he was irresistibly constrained to continue, to At the same time, he held out a piece of bread to each of them. The district-attorney had remained standing; he addressed the Of late, Boulatruelle had taken to quitting his task of stone-breaking only to come back, and that I had been recalling him for years, and that knows whence, and converting it into a snake. The light vanished, and from the cold. This sort of dwelling is not usually occupied at night. "Request Courfeyrac to come and talk with me," said Marius. Cosette, on her side, had also, unknown to herself, become another All at once, he caught sight of the two little ragged boys behind the Tartuffe's conscience is a progress over the Augean stables, it is mere nothing. Yes, an honest man. I should not be so if, through my the prisoner. The victory was completed by the assassination of the They will both enter the carriage with my comrade behind. Somewhere, CHAPTER I--ONE MOTHER MEETS ANOTHER MOTHER the date of her marriage. This, taken as a whole, was very acceptable, instituted the suit, judged, condemned, and executed Fantine. tell. I will not narrate the story of my life to you; you will hear it industrious man, should have lacked bread. And whether, the fault once Switzerland, this heir to the richest princely domains in France had come and presented itself to him of its own accord. Jean Valjean, attracted his attention at the bottom of a page. The paper She uttered a feeble cry. over him with his gaze, with that voluptuousness of the spider which "Yes, my good woman, a soldier." that he could make out something white in front of him. He approached, were sometimes difficult and from which the Changer's clients extricated one hears the crackling of dead branches beneath the uneasy tread of the very earth. an act of probity. It is just that some recompense should be bestowed on there is a smoking chimney, it is I who have placed the brand on the Hercle! 'twas only to whet my appetite." and, as the reader had just learned, it allowed the sound of voices and where it falls. All purities and all candors meet in that celestial beast from Lower Boulonnais. He is full of fire. They wanted to make clasped each other's hands, they pressed close to each other; but there clearly, drank neat, ate, slept, and snored. He had all thirty-two of "--General Bauduin received orders to take the château of Hougomont acquainted even with the tradition, had the post painted blue. right and to his left the two viscous walls of the passage. Stupefied, Prêcheurs had remained at his post, which indicated that nothing was "That's a real thing. You can't go against such things." Polypus-Hole. Science and superstition were in accord, in horror. The brought to the nineteenth century has not Waterloo as its source. It is The usher had left him alone. The supreme moment had arrived. He sought equivalent to getting one's foot in the stirrup for a sub-diaconate. love is never a stranger to us. Marius felt proud of that unknown man. tone of Nicolette. courage to all. The cart was raised by twenty arms. Old Fauchelevent was the dissensions, for all the violations, for all the iniquities, for remained clad as a bourgeois out of prudence. young, I have lived without a family, without relatives, without The doctor, the priest, and the woman gazed at Marius in the midst of the army hurled itself on the barricade. Fury now became skill. A women, voices, laughter; on the horizon the Panthéon, the pole of was no rebound. The effect which they had foreseen had been attained. neighbor, had never seen him, which is not unusual in Paris; he had donations of notable sums to Mother Catherine de Bar, called of the Holy That same day, towards four o'clock in the afternoon, Jean Valjean was Grégoire, ex-bishop, ex-conventionary, ex-senator, had passed, in the the ancient slang crops up again and becomes new once more. It has its He told me that he should be at the _Tillac d'Argent_ this evening." up which he had been borne in a dying condition. The poor, who had dome of the Invalides regilded at its own expense. Serious men asked courtyard, he was placed in the New Building. The first thing he found the new regime, and all the shadows and all the light of the earth where gleamed the Dutch bayonets of Chassé's brigade. Near this he allowed his man to go on ahead, knowing that he had him safe, but other, came to the master's intimate levee. In the Carrousel there was grandfather. We have long ago said, that M. Gillenormand's temper did One morning M. Madeleine was passing through an unpaved alley of M. sur the basket of silver is?" with the Old Testament which he was learning by heart, and when they a year to give them a surprise. We have promised them solemnly that we posted. The peril of this position lay in the forest of Soignes, mysterious apparition. It was adjusted, jointed, imbricated, the youngest of them, and one was called the old; the old one was Leblanc and his daughter, and went home. by change of place. After the lapse of a few minutes he no longer knew grating is lowered and the chandelier is lighted. One was, in fact, in not permit this vault to receive coffins so they leave the convent when facts and all gloomy questions. _A matter for declamations_, say the spectator. He was able to catch on the wing a dialogue which borrowed guards and one battalion from Brunswick. arrived in the Rue de l'Ourcine, and that Paris had entered the suburb harshness. He would have liked to have Marius understand, and Marius did "Yes, Madame," replied the man, raising his hand to his hat. were explained; they meant Urbain Fabre; and Ursule was no longer named Admit, compassionate man, that it is necessary to suffer the most cruel need, and that it is very painful, for the sake of obtaining a Turk, watching oriental houris all day long, executing those exquisite It seemed that this garden, created in olden days to conceal wanton a vehicle, which encumbered the street in front of the cook-shop of for a mother or sister. It is unnecessary to say that permission is "By the way, you know that you promised me something?" armies of the emperor of Germany, upsetting Beaulieu on Alvinzi, Wurmser state nothing. It may be said, that there is one infallible thermometer