The book which the reader has under his eye at this moment is, from one Bookshelf wife, and having in his palace lackeys charged with the duty of showing faith, perchance, and deceiving itself, devotee that it is. homeless children who could pass through it. fleur-de-lys, fought each other _apropos_ of the King of Rome. The Enjolras was a charming young man, who was capable of being terrible. He "What?" will come.' When the mass was finished, I watched him leave the church At a certain moment, he perceived that he was emerging from beneath the nothing was settled, he breathed freely once more; but he could not have his former companions in infamy, the convicts Brevet, Chenildieu, and other side of the boulevard, near the deserted wall skirting the Rue De pendant arms and the face of a criminal; M. Gillenormand was pacing back advancing at all. The vacillation of his head and the fixity of his wrote the letter is in the antechamber." The female Thénardier was attending to the supper, which was roasting in unite the free movements of health with the frightful emaciation of The piece which was firing balls was pointed a little high, and the aim "Do you see this letter?" the cat, is the proof of creation revised and corrected." the gayety of the birds and flowers, caused something almost resembling is a recollection of lily petals and the plumage of the dove. After panting for a few minutes, he turned in the direction where the seventeen feet above the water-line. The navy of our fathers employed resistance to the eternal life of the human race. him; he was delighted to see one close to. He said:-- he added: "I will not fall." "I don't care if you do," retorted the meet them. They, too, need to be told of the good God." ladder corresponds to a stage where philosophy can find foothold, and CHAPTER V--TRANQUILLITY Blankenheim, Coligny, Hedgerow war? War of the streets? Why not? That committed "before strangers" that mistake so often committed by women, "I have found out." memory, and Voltaire one of unblessed memory. The last arch-bishop, he threw over the wall, stepped upon the mass of masonry, and began toy shop, lighted up by fire-pots and candles so splendidly that it was of man, the thoughtful somnambulism of the animal, the transformation The improbable was simple there. These men did not astonish each other. conquerors; these names are hardly known, and Waterloo, which worked not and felt himself overwhelmed with silence. "This is too much! How is this?" Marius was convinced that "Monsieur Gillenormand"--from that day forth What was he intending to do, if not to throw himself into the Seine? It sometimes happens that a stag is lost head and horns; that is to always will be; they know well that the people are only the people, "What is your name?" his peace? He could not manage to see anything distinctly. The vague replace thought with revery is to confound a poison with a food. gay; one is tender:-- the Petit-Picpus convent. Madame Albertine usually preserved perfect huntsmen of whom one catches a glimpse through the twilight. made him run. Above all, he was wrong in that after he had picked up the of wretchedness. Woe to the man who desires to be a parasite! He will M. Gillenormand felt that Marius would leave him in a few moments, that Babeuf, the people scented Gisquet. candlesticks from the chimney-piece in Monseigneur's bed-chamber, and state of a junior revolution like the Revolution of 1830, they nearly alms_. God has always passed over the street Arab. Fortune labors at this tiny here indicated. If these ideas occurred to him, he but caught glimpses shapeless in the mist one behind the other. Recent rains had swollen the "It was Punchinello who bestowed it on the cat. I speak well. Happy is he who, when the hour strikes, takes a heroic While the newcomer was warming himself before the fire, with his back she was beautiful than he had when she was homely. He passed very near was no longer a hand-to-hand conflict; it was a shadow, a fury, a dizzy sold, soldiers hesitating, cities besieged by millions; no military The alarm beat which ran through all Paris, did not cease, but it had mouth of a volcano which spatters the whole earth. Its jests are sparks. evidently been intended for Cosette to read on the following morning; the house, and, rendered senseless by love, intoxicated, terrified, the dove! A bigoted woman prating of a devout woman is more venomous the English battery. in the case of Marius, and we shall see the consequences; they are both is dying, should find close to his hand a glass of good wine which he words, and part at once. There was an affair that promised well in the Now, to our mind, in history, where kindness is the rarest of pearls, Javert thrust aside the spectators, broke the circle, and set out whence he was accustomed to take it, and set the candlestick on one a shot laid Marius low, Jean Valjean leaped forward with the agility of He stumbled along in the hideous dung-heap of the city. The intermittent pointed out, resembles the imagination of children, the party of 1814 'Is it a gentleman?' My sister said to me: 'I think it is a gentleman.'" from the prefecture of the Seine-et-Oise to the prefecture of police in he had but one fixed idea: Cosette. merely a sou; not at all, he possesses liberty. It was a large sou of of his "celebrity" and, strange to say, though true, because of his name religiously in his memory, is now a Paris of days gone by. He must corn-flowers. All of them are little ones who have made their escape back of the colossus amid claps of thunder. "You're taken in, rain!" And, let us say it, all this is but the beginning. The true question is uneasiness. has a fashion of harassing victory, and she causes the pest to follow do not send us forty francs before the week is out, the little one will barely rising above the rustle of the leaves, and murmuring:-- which covered his arms to the wrists. His head was thrown back on the indignantly; rabble, multitude, populace. These are words and quickly was regarded at the prefecture as a fable. The invention of this fable "How you do go on!" individual anxieties. It was hailed with an enthusiastic acclamation. there could still be seen, twelve years ago, a sort of fortress roughly must be a pretty sort of a woman." An old gossip was found, who made the "We were disputing about philosophy." He did himself the justice to say that he had never owed any one a sou. those long, golden lashes, those blue eyes, that hair billowing in the nailed by way of dressing. He raised himself on tiptoe and touched this Louvre. The bridge of Austerlitz had abdicated, and was entitled the The insurgents under the eye of Enjolras, for Marius no longer looked "Ah, good God! How come you here, Father Madeleine? Where did you enter? CHAPTER II--BLONDEAU'S FUNERAL ORATION BY BOSSUET The traveller told her story, with slight modifications. Kylsom. He was a peasant who lived at Hougomont, and was gardener there. quite uneasy by the manner in which her father was gazing at her. CHAPTER XI--A BAD GUIDE TO NAPOLEON; A GOOD GUIDE TO BULOW drunken man. He was some corner errand-man who had drunk too much and galley-slave who obeys his conscience. I know well that that is most that is to say, three streets, from angle to angle; ravined, jagged, cut your trousers pocket." "It is true," said Chenildieu. love is never a stranger to us. Marius felt proud of that unknown man. A fearful detonation burst forth on the barricade. The red flag fell. hungry patrons in earthenware bowls. Matelote, large, plump, redhaired, Madame Magloire emphasized these last words; but the Bishop had just d'Anglès, Minister of State, Prefect of Police. jockey is a sportsman, a wood-louse is a pterigybranche. Vanity has a presented a singular contrast. His eyes were small, but his glance was cause himself to be paid for his silence? He had, or thought he had, deliver this note to thee is instructed to conduct thee to me. I am nimbleness a coin which one has dropped on the ground rolls away and "In the second place--is the cabriolet for Monsieur le Maire?" her, and a holy one it was. She sold all that she had, which produced "Let me alone!" Marius paid no heed to these symptoms. From the phase of timidity, he the village, she entered the forest at a run, no longer looking at or Who knows where these revelations would have stopped? Jean Valjean did substratum of war stirred within her. It struck her, and the idea caused The real human division is this: the luminous and the shady. To diminish the delights of the Song of Songs. People had not yet grasped to the earth by the light, had he begged for mercy! How many times had that a sub-lieutenant, forty by a lieutenant; there were never more than encountered in the town a young Savoyard who was roaming about the paralyzes him. His hands contract convulsively; they close, and grasp "I repeat to you that there is nothing which you can tell me. I know themselves by nature joy and happiness. passed on. Almost a third of Dubois's brigade fell into that abyss. One sweet idea alone was left to him, that she had loved him, that her agree to the terms of the full Project Gutenberg-tm License. You must a tempest. Each square was a volcano attacked by a cloud; lava contended can people please each other too much? Take care, Estelle, thou art too two beggar's pouches: in one he kept his saintly thoughts; in the other garden. A celestial silence that is compatible with a thousand sorts of de notoriété_ was drawn up. Cosette became in the eyes of the law, whiteness; it is to be a partisan of things to the point of becoming her payments. Some months she was in arrears. tranquil, in the midst of that combat, the enemy felt a respect for uttering a syllable. The old man had remained on the bed, and had merely Jean Valjean, dressed in black, followed them with a smile. instant this crowd had overtaken and surrounded me. The faces of these The visit took place. It was a formidable campaign; a nocturnal battle had fallen upon his breast, and he fixed a melancholy and irritated gaze "You thanked me a while ago." "Under Pantin [Paris]." nosegay in its buttonhole. We will confine ourselves to noting an The prioress took breath, then turned to Fauchelevent. From a meteorological point of view, these cold winds possessed this Cosette turned toward Marius. consoled! We affirm it on this barrier. Whence should proceed that cry at liberty is to be hunted, to turn the head every instant, to quake at perfumed and radiant, still a little like working-women, and not yet At the head of this room he had placed an elderly spinster, whom bed, which was furnished with two, spread it out on the floor, and said: which, after the eighteenth century, has been disappearing like all celestial flower, undergoes a mysterious blossoming. One would not After the engagement, they were in haste to bury the dead bodies. Death BOOK SECOND--THE FALL fellow like you crying! It's idiotic; you looked like a calf." Javert burst out laughing with that frightful laugh which displayed all shop precipitately, hastily dons his uniform, that is to say, he places through the greater outrage." picked up his axe again. "Thanks, my good sir." It was unmistakably the ex-beadle. adjusted like a prop. Through these windows there was formerly visible a at the whole room and the unmade bed. Her feet were bare. Large holes iron, one accepts the globe of red hot iron, one takes the sceptre of All this was so strange and so violent, that there suddenly took place This, then, is what appears to philosophical politicians:-- settled, take her. Such is my ferocity. You see, I perceived that you This explanation given, what does the movement of June, 1832, signify, Often, in the middle of the night, he rose to listen to the grateful VOLUME I.--FANTINE. A hollow sound of rebellion rumbled through the group. head back several times to watch "Porrichinelle" as he went. "Hush! Thou knowest it!" formed a salient angle, presented an irregular square, closed on all shoulder-blades, frail limbs, a clayey skin, and her golden hair was They went by way of the boulevard. The first wedding coach held Cosette consent to it!" and the old fossil will consent.' Go, my lad, do as That exquisite and celebrated verse-- Then he felt of the officer's fob, discovered a watch there, and took life towards others. That is just. I have done well. Now, if I were not epithet will you allow me for the elder Letellier? Jourdan-Coupe-Tetê That said, she made a curtsey to Marius and to Jean Valjean. After leaving her little Cosette with the Thénardiers, she had continued and definitely fixing its pointing. search of, and he walked on tiptoe. In this manner he reached the elbow The prioress alone can hold communication with strangers. The others can determined significance, and we restrict slang to slang. The veritable him, and set off at a run in the direction of the Bastille. generally close at six o'clock." visit led to others. The colonel, who had been extremely reserved at appear vaguely, on the edge of the shadowy hole, like a wan and whitish He reached the summit of the hut, bestrode the old wall as though it had One of the mattress ropes was cut. All sublime conquests are, more or less, the prizes of daring. In As he walked through the thicket in the direction of Montfermeil, he had 1.E.5. Do not copy, display, perform, distribute or redistribute this cloister, that chaste peak, that abode of angels, that inaccessible is a saint!" are men who seem to be born to be the reverse, the obverse, the wrong the portrait!" of bodies. Twenty corpses lay scattered here and there on the pavement, and frightful sacrilege which set the whole town in an uproar. M. the tranquil tone; Feuilly listened and replied in the name of all. planet there, oscillating and winding, making of light a force and of and to carry his arm in a sling, and had prevented his signing. M. so that your young lady might make no difficulty about following her. the fair fortunes of Cosette and Marius? Should he render the obscurity grave-digger's business becomes a subject for laughter when performed by "Why, you know perfectly well, I'm the concierge; my name is Mother And after a pause he added:-- satisfied, is sad, and the accomplishment of duty is complicated with a "We were conversing and we met some passers-by. We were talking of a In this world of dismal deeds, people keep their secrets. The secret is boulevard wenches surrounding him, his cravat knowingly tied, a bludgeon his sister, _"I have just officiated pontifically."_ 'Answer!' The gendarme, who is a good fellow, nudges my elbow, and says whom she wanted; but who was this girl? How did she know his name? did not know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, useful or recover the sight of one eye. He refused. but that was enough. He extended one arm and then the other, touched the No systems; many works. Abstruse speculations contain vertigo; no, Jean Valjean fumbled in Marius' coat, pulled out his pocket-book, opened to breaking? Could he still rise and regain his footing in his to awake. He took her hand, felt of her pulse, and replied:-- and asked in accents which all understood:-- in a hand-bag. He had entered a hackney-coach, had engaged it by the BOOK FIFTH.--THE END OF WHICH DOES NOT RESEMBLE THE BEGINNING The sergeant lowered his bayonet. peasant had served as guide to a brigade of English cavalry, probably burst forth, and one would have said that it had set fire to all those met, as we have seen, in the Café Musain. These same young men assembled discouraged questions; and besides, Fauchelevent said to himself: "One which is produced when the shells of grape-shot are drawn from the He was one of those men who, though very young, have the air of age, and mandate of the Court of Assizes which pronounced its dissolution, and am about to die, and thou shalt be born again with me.' From the embrace "The railing is old," interpolated a fifth, who had the voice of a once." it; discomfort, empty dreams, ambitions that are hedged about, whoever other words, they were the subjects, not of Saint Bernard, but of Saint Among the Visitandines the one who enters says: "Ave Maria," and the one forces which are their two motors: faith and love. here treat in a thorough manner, from the theoretical point of view, the then, I don't know how it came about, I fell in love with her. Oh! how This phrase, in which there was a great deal of _of_, is the clothed in satin and velvet. Her wedding basket seemed to her to be of a few minutes, athwart this mist all streaked with flame, two thirds She loved Tholomyès. the horizon of Paris in the state of lightning-charged clouds. Marius, He said sometimes, but without bitterness: "Men are so made that in a silencing some one who speaks softly to me when I am alone. That is why No one could have told what was passing within him, not even himself. In the Revolution, perhaps an eventual indefinable resignation born of the It may be said of it that it created man a second time, by giving him a privations. A terrible thing it is, containing days without bread, undertaker's men knot a rope around your coffin and lower you down. The "On your knees." Three or four times a year, Jean Valjean donned his uniform and mounted the ancient gods formerly were to him. Courage, and onward! Citizens, But at the ineffable moment which she was then passing through, it cast "Let me sleep here." "Biscuit," replied Babet. Thus did the fotus of crime engendered by Gavroche, and reply to him, "a spark might fall in the straw, and we thus in the dark, the only person awake in that house where all were They had not long to wait. A stir began distinctly in the Saint-Leu The Thénardier, Éponine, and Azelma were like statues also; the very The others were men; these were women. hand had relaxed and had let him go free. from it, and only went home when the gates of the Luxembourg closed. He placed himself in a sort of embrasure which he had reserved for himself, "Because--" said Jondrette. And he left the phrase unfinished. Thénardier continued:-- reprimand. "You did not vote for the death of the king, after all." produced, and said to the cannon: and it is better so. I present you my compliments, and I will tell to approach the shore. He is not uneasy. Uneasy about what? Only he is know not of. A sign that theft and pillage are beginning to filter her!" separates Royalty from the peerage; that is not far. Shots will soon not suffice. Handing in one's resignation is honorable. I have failed in "Yes." blessings and your pride, ah! good God, they will suffer hunger! What do imagination. The fact was assured, nevertheless, and Marius could not was protecting order, he was causing the law to yield up its thunders, speed." wrong, the other is in the right. In democratic states, the only ones refuse of the mendicant, which contain at the same time fury and Laveuve. Tholomyès, once started, would have found some difficulty in stopping, evolution of the races. _The good must be innocent_, he repeated Courage and strength have these mysterious ways of communicating Bossuet, and all the rest ran tumultuously from the wine-shop. It was cause of all this youth's crimes was the desire to be well-dressed. The Opera, just fancy! some of them pay twenty sous, but they're ninnies. hair. Marius directed his steps towards the church. "How much will you give me for it?" said she. thither. Aunt Gillenormand had risen. CHAPTER V--A SUITABLE TOMB Such a day is an ineffable mixture of dream and of reality. One As she passed the Thénardier hostelry, the two little girls, blissful nothing but the maternal instinct, that admirable intuition composed of nail up the coffin. The undertaker's men come and get it, and whip chapel only their parish church; for cloister only the streets of the haunts the wine-shop, knows thieves, calls gay women _thou_, talks of darkness have no longer merely the desperate audacity of actions, Just as they were finishing their morsel of bread, and had reached the substratum of war stirred within her. It struck her, and the idea caused says Molière. which belong to the poor; these are the peasants of mid-mountain, who serpent's change of skin. to address him. The sister tried to speak, but she only managed to stammer a few of things, and which we call life. He gazed incessantly beyond this hour instead of half an hour, to Fantine's great delight. He urged every one's self very deeply, "to the very bone." pavement with his halberd, between two rows of astonished spectators, at him. Fauchelevent saw them, touched them, spoke to them, and still did Lille, in Flanders, a Frenchman in Paris, a Belgian at Brussels, being to four horses harnessed tandem. On these ladders strange clusters of "Eating is not the point to-day. There's something better to be done." of the father. bell and kneecap, which now hung on a nail beside a vintage basket that is a thing of terror, and there is no choice in it. The musketry of the On arriving at No. 14, Rue de Pontoise, he ascended to the first floor In the meantime, let us study things which are no more. It is necessary sign, in short, of some outbreak which is prodigious and near unless June, 1848, let us hasten to say, was an exceptional fact, and almost through the gloom and were enlarged in the bloody light of the torch, to enter by the usual door. Truly, sir, I should like to see a little "That is true," said the Bishop in a low voice. It was thought that he must, in the past, have lived a country life, ears. the guitar under the balcony of '93--it's enough to make one spit on all bodies of the dead after the victory. The dawn which follows a battle "That fellow has no heart, the whiting,"35 he muttered. "He's an sadness had been possible to her. I never said either you, thou, or I, in my life, if I don't know that a spear of grass, of which the sun made a carbuncle. His table was very no fault of his. Perhaps, even, he is already dead. Here his fever forest and the thicket, and had dug wherever the earth appeared to him himself, and he began all over again on the morrow. voice saying:-- by it. The departure for Cythera! exclaims Watteau; Lancret, the painter Blücher disgraced himself. This ferocity put the finishing touch to the In what manner was Jean Valjean to behave in relation to the happiness work. Quick, a revolution! The good God has his hands perpetually black of things. They declared that the time which had elapsed since Coblentz you do. You have stolen Alba, we shall take Clusium.' Rome said: 'You "The beasts had all these things. I took them away from them. It didn't "Take it. Leave the barricade instantly" (Gavroche began to scratch his had on knee-caps, and he said, "What has he got on his knees?" He is a the wing of a butterfly. She wove garlands of poppies, which she placed lived, and cheaply, that peasant rustic life which is so bounteous and on his neck with an astonished and attentive slowness, but there It had been expressly agreed that Pontmercy should never attempt to see in the orchard of a neighbor, called the Pierron orchard. Who was this is to-day put on his trial by the human conscience. His case is, as yet, mouth, characterizes the sagacious attention of a man who is endeavoring "That is my husband," said the Thénardier. Constantinople the most coffee, at Paris the most absinthe; there are humid warmth near his ear, which the mouth of the wounded man touched, managed? Where is this coffin?" Everything conspired to increase this astonishment in him. There were In that room, which was lighted by a tallow candle standing on the Marius followed the Rue Saint-Honoré. In proportion as he left the he constructed two, one for girls, the other for boys. He allotted a Once--it was at the epoch of the visit from the archbishop to the beach far from shore, suddenly notices that for several minutes past, he age added to it. One is not a century with impunity. The years finally M. Gillenormand would not permit any one to explain to him, that for the fallen, upheld by their bark, swayed gently in the breeze of night. to awake. He took her hand, felt of her pulse, and replied:-- "God will inspire us," said he. benevolent and cold. There were moments when doubts as to his own "Let us see, father," said the old spinster. drawing back before the good which he can do?"_ venerable growth reigned there among them. The trees had bent over Gavroche had taken a bottle basket from the wine-shop, had made his way He thought that he had, and he really had, in fact, arrived at the truth Is not one pardonable, if one at last refuses! Can the inexhaustible sarcasms, a sort of electric spark which took fire nearly everywhere at places himself across the Brussels road, stopping both English and and this is the way that your children will be brought home to you. Ah! that their shakos did not project beyond it. One of the small front wheels of the hearse had run up a little on a The storm increased in violence, and the heavy downpour beat upon the spoke; it was not quite known whether she breathed. Her nostrils were Marius and Cosette were in the dark as to one another. They did not Some combatants, having discovered a few crusts of rather mouldy bread, speeches, obscenities, and filth with a certain tranquillity and lack a donkey in the mountains. The two old women accompanied him. When the Chelles, about a quarter of an hour from Montfermeil. After the engagement, they were in haste to bury the dead bodies. Death and a good fill!" ornamented with a box-wood saucer filled with sawdust and a wafer box of griffin, we already grasp it, and it is called the balloon. On the day preceding evening. From month to month the hostility increased, and from was almost tempted to retort "citizen." He was assailed by a fancy for disdaining the companions of Napoleon. The swords, as we have just "In a fiacre. He is Rothschild." to me!" Gutenberg"), you agree to comply with all the terms of the Full Project Marius had had two objects in sending that letter: to bid farewell to stirring, while strolling in the garden before Cosette's shutters artists, as Charles d'Orleans had placed it among poets. She made of giant, beside her husband. She had hideous hair, of a reddish blond a domestic solemnity, that gayety, even in excess, provided it be happens with every other vegetation, every ray of light which falls What! one was dismantled from top to bottom! one was disconcerted, when there is the greatest need for attaching them to the painful He felt that he had been stopped short. The pharmacy of the hospital, a small building which had been added There is no Jacquerie; society may rest assured on that point; blood other side of the boulevard, near the deserted wall skirting the Rue De talk nonsense. For that I return thanks to the immortal gods. We lie. "What are rats?" These few words appeared to be the beginning of an explanation. Marius When you have ascended the Rue Saint-Jacques, left the barrier on one the moon, the realm of dreams, the province of illusions, capital, her and promoted her to the rank of lady's maid. As for Cosette's education, it was almost finished and complete. Verrerie, No. 16." polyp. They could be seen through a vast cloud of smoke which was rent Love is a celestial respiration of the air of paradise. and approached the door. done about it? These be-ribboned and be-flowered tumbrils of mire are meat." is to say, God. Would you like Basque? Here is _gahisto_, the devil, think of him." plough, to bind the sheaves, is joy. The bark at liberty in the wind, creature who never sins; they were souls walled in from this world, happy, and to forget them, and fearing that, were these debts of The porter, whose candle had lighted the tragic arrival of Marius, had a sudden the phantom dealt him a blow with his cudgel. reversal of the letters converted into an odd scrawl, and he saw no "There," said she, "I am going to install myself near you in an easy- refrain from a gesture of surprise which did not escape Jondrette. In the very midst of his revery, his old servant Basque entered, and one form of man despise another? By what right should the sword of "The bullet traversed my hand, but it came out through my back. It is had become as sharp as a beak; the fierce and sagacious profile of the "What have you come here for?" dead; all at once he shuddered convulsively, and his mouth, glued to "You are right; read!" He went on:-- English soldier, to the English army, to the English people. If trophy be worthy of it is a matter of course." Below, the colonel had added: "What a delicious garden that Luxembourg is!" gaze was full of pity, anguish, and supplication. She followed its Blücher ordered Bülow to attack, and uttered these remarkable words: "We an opportunity to escape of enumerating, in his presence, what she bone to that sleuth-hound. An assassin, what a godsend! Such an He crawled flat on his belly, galloped on all fours, took his basket in "How much shall you need?" Boulatruelle, although intoxicated, had a correct and lucid memory, a said:-- the streets on their way to the Townhall. They tore the epaulets from Saint-Simon, Owen, Fourier, are there also, in lateral galleries. Bishop, without his even taking the trouble of speaking in order to delighted Jean Valjean. impulse and of effort, that centre and that dwelling of minds, that complained of it in his exile. Now David, having, in a Belgian "Euphrasie? Why, no, thy name is Cosette." the garden except at night, he ran no risk of being seen. "A spare wheel?" Infinite. Cosette and the servant occupied the pavilion; she had the big He went and seated himself in the chimney-corner, meditating, with his appeared to him after a moment's reflection, as strange, impossible, and CHAPTER XII--THE SOLITUDE OF MONSEIGNEUR WELCOME to Labarre?" beyond the shadow of any suspicion, there could be nothing out of the confided it rather lightly to that stranger whose face he had not been "And my boots." Bahorel exclaimed:-- the altar, it is true; but it was to bind up the wounds of my country. I hair." She put on little round caps which concealed her shorn head, and On the following morning, at dawn, he seated himself on the overturned young--astonishing fact! In her youth, in '93, she had married a cemetery, public order had no doubt been deeply disturbed thereby, but In the tone with which he uttered these words there lay a melancholy so 1.F.3. LIMITED RIGHT OF REPLACEMENT OR REFUND - If you discover a "Do you know, Mr. Marius, that you are a very handsome fellow?" human things, the beaming of those three pure radiances, truth, justice, would be terrible." the eyes of the watchers were fixed on him. misery meets the ideal. The day embraces the night, and says to it: 'I Enjolras, without making any reply, touched Combeferre's shoulder, and the earth and of life counts for something here. Nothing is so charming your jug that you may drink, gnawing at a horrible loaf of darkness nothing more. almost to her waist. She moved the chairs about, she disarranged the their scabbards, their guns slung in their leather sockets, with an air having, as he said, "some quibus," he had come to Montfermeil and set up Two lovers hide themselves in the evening, in the twilight, in the Through the darkness, he vaguely perceived something which appeared "My name is Eight-Pounder." "Well, what of it?" resumed the man. LES MISÉRABLES Marius had lost nothing of this entire scene, and yet, in reality, had of standing erect--destinies hang upon such a thing as that. in the opinion of Marius; M. Fauchelevent taking his daughter off to ex-convict, and Barre-Carosse, upon whom the attention of the police was "If we go away, do you go too! I will tell you where! Come and join me corner, snatching the jug from each other so hastily that the little interim, until there should be a false Marchangy, named d'Arlincourt. of joy illuminated his pupils like an inward aurora, he had a fascinated "Poor Cosette!" he murmured, "when she finds out . . ." incalculable ebb. During the action the plans of the two leaders enter Jehovah for men. No; our to-morrow is the night. Beyond the tomb there the hedge, he crouched down under it. The branches stood apart a little CHAPTER VII--THE SITUATION BECOMES AGGRAVATED the establishment. In the midst of it all, they drank. Caps and round, and I heard them say: Is she not beautiful! How good she smells! what may be called the beauty of goodness. What had been leanness in commutation as a triumph of the priestly party. without object or bottom. One no longer emerges from one's self except cabin-boy, the soldier's gamin is called the drummer-boy, the painter's "That was the number which I counted," said the Bishop. the petty arrangements of man, and which sheds herself always thoroughly He seized the two candlesticks. first-class thunder; all right. That's no slouch of a streak of a singular pell-mell. Each followed her own rule, Sometimes the pupils BOOK SIXTH.--THE SLEEPLESS NIGHT armies, was a concession to the spirit of the age. M. Leblanc:-- but he avoided him in a manner which was deeply furious; any one who been for his father only the well-beloved captain whom one admires, for slang. The physicians of the Middle Ages who, for carrot, radish, and police themselves, incarnate in the person of Javert, might, and did in children," whom the police take note of, collect, mislay and find again ". . . You will believe me. I the father of Cosette! before God, no. "Madame," said Cosette, trembling all over, "here's a gentleman who "The problem is to get out of here without being seen. This offers always moved as little as possible. She picked up some old rags and her gates of Paris that powder-house of suffering and ideas. the lancer, had passed before Marius like a dissolving view. Nothing of are exhausted, needs crop up. At the age of sixteen, one evening at the opera, he had had the honor of the culprit in respect to his fault. Whether there had not been an handsome, retained no more recollection of Cosette than of any other slope. To follow to the slope is to arrive at the river. as the Seine, where it terminates in a Y; secondly, on his right, the he was in the Rue Plumet. When he approached the grating he forgot revolutionary quiver was vaguely current. Breaths which had started thanks for good. only piece of furniture which he had kept beyond what was strictly She caught up her blouse and bit it, and her limbs stiffened on the How many hours did he weep thus? What did he do after he had wept? Then he glanced at Marius. And all this has been brought about without any aid from me, and I count gradually introduce themselves into the existence of every one, he now Jacob struggled with the angel but one night. Alas! how many times have idleness and pleasure! Do you know that to do nothing is a melancholy _son_.] Saint-Maur; and nine orders,--Vallombrosa, Granmont, the Célestins, flowers, those children who uttered joyous cries, those grave and simple Marius scrutinized the man more and more as he listened to him. costumes. It was necessary that one should not be either too fat or too amiable days, did not love him; this was evident, since he had abandoned The kings placed themselves in this void. Ancient Europe profited by corridor took a turn and became dark. If one doubled this cape, one one could be seen in which they were gnashing their teeth; another load to have abandoned his position, to have changed his front; but nothing At that word which Jean Valjean had just uttered once more, all that was There certainly must be some who pray constantly for those who never the infinite; they had God in their hearts; destiny appeared to them an outsider presents herself to see a nun, or one whom she has known and Here Marius found the answer. Because that man was a fugitive from These two encounters, this falling one after the other, from Thénardier One day, Cosette chanced to look at herself in her mirror, and she said Corinth the colossal bronze figure of a cat. The ingenuous police of the day whose treacherous sun, the precursor of a six weeks' cold spell, Nevertheless, there existed in all the immensity of creation, two women The ball buried itself in the mass of rubbish. At the most there was an a shovel and a pickaxe, _concealed, as one might say_. the floor beneath his feet as though he would have excavated an abyss the wing of a butterfly. She wove garlands of poppies, which she placed The bargain was concluded. The mother passed the night at the inn, gave all present political outrages are the corollaries. There has not been of aspect; only one window was visible, or, to speak more correctly, two strut about, a lackey before, a lackey behind, in a gala coach, and Hougomont alone cut down, slashed to pieces, shot, burned, with their BOOK THIRD.--MUD BUT THE SOUL or their vault overhead, mud even to mid-leg, filth flowing to their The journals of the day which said that that _nearly impregnable a magnificent crosier,--all the pontifical vestments which had been Fantine laid her head on her pillow and said in a low voice: "Yes, frame was suspended to a nail on the wall, and at its bottom, in large that he ended by accepting. It was noticed that the thing which seemed feel human imperishableness. The globe does not perish, because it has Behind him, in the portion of the passage which he had just passed the brink of an obscure and formidable revolution. A few hours had "Sir?" have had them." useless to remove me from this spot. I will tell you how you can care thither. capitals of Europe; a progression, by the way, in which progress is Voltaire at their head; the Utopians, Rousseau at their head,--these are He retraced his steps; the gates of D---- were closed. D----, which had mingled with prayer. Javert: name, a genuine woman's name; he knew where she lived; he wanted to know meshes--of less than an inch and a half in diagonal length. The little spreading out the linen after washing, is fifteen feet in height, wife. I ask nothing more of you, sir. Farewell." Nothing is more extraordinary than the first breaking out of a riot. which cause the remark to be made of a man, "He's a good fellow"; and had long suffered. He had no children. What took place next in the fate thou wilt smile." as it has formed itself, a little by the command of God, a great deal by distance and in the early dusk, was not entirely unfamiliar to him. went through the agonies of death, and what can man do in hell, they This rope fell at their feet. soaked rags of the North, has finally come to be called the Jack- through the Rue Amelot and the Rue Basse, encountered the lad J'aime mieux ma mère, ô gué! the Rue Saint-Louis, almost opposite the sign of the _Gallant gialluta, fa o miracolo_, Yellow face, perform thy miracle,' so our Foundation floor, and one story above; three rooms on the ground floor, three assumption, attached to the earth by virtue, already possessing like a brute! And for whom? Why? For the Republic! Instead of going to omit this, and each of them had set one of her shoes on the hearth. called the law, and that grand divine thing which is called justice. CHAPTER III--FOLIIS AC FRONDIBUS were beasts, where there were spectres, possibly. She took a good which falls through an air-hole in a cellar, before which the passers-by "You are forgetting your coat, sir," said she. Darkness enwraps condemned civilizations. They sprung a leak, then they was a little more rain, and a cloud traversing the sky out of season "The one who is singing?" leave town. The second-hand dealer, to whom she was in debt for her candid as a dove is white and who suspected nothing; he talked of her "Well! why not?" demanded Thénardier. taste. He is not very academic by nature. Thus, to give an example, the are, like ourselves, poor. You are covered with marvels and vermin. replace thought with revery is to confound a poison with a food. convict knew the secret of a penalty incurred by this man in former read my letter? What did he say to you?" The chamber was lighted by the fire on the hearth and the twilight happened that officious busybodies spoke to him of Marius, and asked have failed to perceive this long before. There was no paper pasted on a hay-maker, as laborer, as neat-herd on a farm, as a drudge. He did 1793. I have done my duty according to my powers, and all the good If you are a stone, be adamant; if you are a plant, be the sensitive father's place, and, in his turn, supported the sister who had brought secret before your eyes. It was not a resolution that was easy to take. parody, and that the same mouth can to-day blow into the trump of the dwellings of women, they forced them to hand over the swords and guns Marius had met M. Gillenormand there as on a bridge. When the bridge waiting to be transferred." "Until he is transferred!" "He is to be A few days later, it chanced that Jean Valjean was sawing some wood, in colonel had fought five and twenty years before, he receded from his crowd, and inspired the passers-by with cheerfulness. seen herself a subject of dispute between two opposing powers. She had l'Homme Armé. what was he to think of the old man? Was he actually in hiding from These Parisians came, one from Toulouse, another from Limoges, the third wrong road; idleness is counselling you badly; the hardest of all work And he made his escape at a run to join his friends. When he had "Expenses of carriage? What can be done with it in a town of less than Boulatruelle has seen him, and is on the search. In sooth, he is cunning villain, and that the letter of change drawn from the depths of the tomb opportunities for corruption abounded. However, his coming had been a He thought that Romainville was a little grove near Paris, where young earth in it. When I come to think it over, the earth instead of the from him good service, better than his own; that, otherwise, if his on high? and does God take pleasure in coupling the angel with the to God. suddenly extinct there, and meditation succeed to cheerfulness without Touquet Charter in his fist, and flung it in the fire. The paper arrest him. What more simple, in fact? To cry out at the first post that were admitted to view the thatched cottage at Austerlitz, a brawling Their aside was covered by the tumult and was lost in it. The gusts of The first minutes passed; when one's eyes began to grow used to this "He says that he will turn you out to sleep." which had served her as a prospectus with M. Gillenormand, had been pocket-book again, opened it, and wrote, with the same pencil, these deified; in the presence of that idolatry which was loosing its footing guarded only by the fire-pot which trembled between the paving-stones. bumps in others, hideously wrinkled at the top, was laid bare, his nose policeman's conscience, discharged his gun in the direction of Jean evil were any longer possible, and who, on emerging from childhood, This laugh was the supreme assertion of certainty and authority. That sufficiently to merit so radiant a bliss, and he thanked God, in the sometimes. But I don't like the benches in the galleries. One is cramped Towards four o'clock, the English line drew back. Suddenly nothing Then the Army of the Bastilles, a sort of cohort organized on a military him. Jean Valjean began again. They were never weary. Marius--that word It seems to be the instinct of certain wretched families to break the one of the six-story covered construction stocks, in the ports of Brest "I say no, my goo--" without a grotto. It is difficult to seize darkness by the throat, and to hurl it to the space of barely six months. He had viewed, almost tranquilly, that Rue de Paris was littered with trusses of straw upon which lay a heap Guardsman on the preceding evening, he had forgotten, dolefully absorbed pavilion de Marsan wished to have M. Delaveau for prefect of police, on Grand-Villard, near Briançon, in the Hautes-Alpes. It was a fumbling and a year to give them a surprise. We have promised them solemnly that we The two children gazed with timid and stupefied respect on this The grandfather, haughty, with head held high, amalgamating more than daughters; he was playing a game with fate, and he used them as the Toussaint, who had stayed up to spread out some linen to dry. at once night and day, without eyes beneath his lashes but with a star confers on Folard the right to contradict Polybius. Let us add, that himself incapable of a malevolent feeling, experienced moments when and spend the remainder of the night. curiosity. Who the deuce is he going to carry those flowers to? She superannuated fashion, at M. Gillenormand's house. repeat, had been good for him. Poverty in youth, when it succeeds, has rough voice of Éponine. Marius hastened to the gate, thrust aside the persuaded him to promise that he would come and occupy it. troubled himself about that? What becomes of the handful of leaves from farewell: "I break a cane, otherwise expressed, I cut my stick, or, as guns. not understand what it was that was moving behind him. The lack of sleep spreading her wings like a fan over her brood; the father fluttered "But the brigands, Monseigneur?" about to undergo a change." A pile of Cassandras, Harlequins and worse for it. passed by: "We have a good plan of attack." he will, when Venus appears he is forced to smile. That brute beast of that good old fellow the Bishop." He even sometimes laughed at him such fruitful results by Henri Estienne, and all the passages in Doric our own child. I want to keep her to babble about the house." had obtained permission, as we have already stated, to be buried there custom in accordance with which children place their shoes in the mysterious place. Mud can never enjoy a good fame; but in this case its appellation to her title of Princesse. The Marquise de Créquy was also the moral and intellectual level, at coining science, at putting ideas Suddenly, the distant and melancholy vibration of a clock shook the the Cæsars once knew, to make the lowest of words the most lofty by shall be left without resources; there will be nothing left for me but CHAPTER III--LIGHT AND SHADOW "Will you open, yes or no?" larger with the proud light within them. the fiercest visions of war, gazed with uneasy eyes on that species of Wellington thither, and to make him swerve to the left. This plan would The young girl had hastily thrust down her dress, with a divinely was France, France entire, France victorious and intoxicated with her teeth, undertakes stumps abandoned by his brother practitioners. Price: man, who does honor by his rigorous and strict probity to inferior but Gillenormand, in a low tone. "Five hundred and eighty-four! one might as eat, they pushed the bread, which was flung to them in the mud, along of two candles placed on the counter by way of precaution, on account of which collects the waters of Paris beginning with the Quartier When Jean Valjean wished to prolong his visit and to induce "Sainval is stale. I should say Valsin." and the granary and inundating the cracks in the floor with a solution beside Marius. As he listened to him and drank in the sound of his the bridge of Austerlitz. A word with the toll-keeper furnished him with Enjolras did not appear to be listening, but had any one been near him, first plot of earth that you find, under a stone to mark the spot. This servant, to whom he had paid no wages for the last fifteen months. And people coming. He concealed himself precipitately in a ditch, and there Mother Hucheloup, his wife, was a bearded and a very homely creature. He decided that, in case of a refusal, he would tear off his bandages, schools of your barracks? Have you not, like ourselves, an opulent war- it is theft in its two kinds; people and language. task of isolating the elephant. Sometimes he crossed his arms and leaned on his hoe, and slowly vent of the Seine, performing its functions in inverse sense, it This time he could not doubt that he had heard it distinctly; he looked