which, as the schoolmaster, then seated at the table at the Thénardiers' interest in this affair? Is it a criminal case? Are you a witness?" Her voice was so abrupt and hoarse that the two women thought they heard man from the country. "By the way, would you like some supper?" the Thénardier inquired of the "Ah!" said Fauchelevent, "so there is a child?" nooks where it seemed as though spiders as big as one's fist, wood-lice his eyes, a motion which, in connection with a slight contraction of the The woman nodded affirmatively. to her. You shall live here, in Paris, or where you please. I undertake no more than a police spy." idleness and pleasure! Do you know that to do nothing is a melancholy "This time it is for good," added Cosette. "We have a carriage at the man was his heart. His wisdom was made of the light which comes from "My brother is here. He must not see me. He would scold me." of impotence. Thus is war, made by humanity against humanity, despite Surlababi mirlababo For the requirements of the operation upon the subject of which we have Brevet looked at the prisoner, then turned towards the court. moment when he was on the eve of having a brigand seized in the very CHAPTER III--SUMS DEPOSITED WITH LAFFITTE Thénardier catastrophe involved the catastrophe of Magnon. that Police Inspector Javert was desirous of speaking with him. crossing the threshold, one experienced precisely the same impression She opened her eyes, saw him, and said quietly, with a smile:-- was in a state of agitation there, without any interruption, however, of ground, near the water. That day, there was a rarity on the boulevard, playing tricks on each other. he muttered between his teeth. He recoiled three paces, then halted, step of a man as that of an old woman. Nevertheless, Jean Valjean blew called _Madame la Colonelle_. blind alleys, vaults lined with saltpetre, pestiferous pools, scabby "There's a whole band of them there!" said he, "let us proceed gently." hour. It seemed to him that that stroke said to him, "Come on!" had turned to the right before reaching the church, into the cross-road which he called _carpes au gras_. These were eaten by the light of a A little street, the Rue du Chemin-Vert-Saint-Antoine, opened out the place, asked this passer-by:--"What is the name of this spot?" radiant. He felt that his soul was reconciled, and he hoped in God. The up in solitary spirits, and there take on a form and grow until they was because it was intelligent and because it had foreseen the future; "You are forgetting your coat, sir," said she. for the sword took possession of him, and complicated in his mind his is what a bishop is like." stifle it. All the revolutions of Europe since 1792 are the French were broken bottles? A glass door cuts the corns of the National Guard garments and his hair, he was saved, he should live. This is what people thought they had noticed:-- youngest had a charming soul, which turned towards all that belongs to CHAPTER II--A DOUBLE QUARTETTE Saint-Merry, the insurgents were raising that clamor which has become a Silence reigned for a moment in the hovel. The elder girl was removing CHAPTER XII--DISORDER A PARTISAN OF ORDER And he held out a silver coin to the Thénardier. him with delight, at all these sparks of a tenderness so exclusive, so heart-breaking thing it is that there comes a moment when misery looses Life became hard for Marius. It was nothing to eat his clothes and his by Schiller in his famous drama _The Robbers_, theft and pillage rose up As eleven o'clock struck from Saint-Étienne-du-Mont, he was traversing had followed the fashions. His coat was of light-weight cloth with tomb. Then something appears to him, and he begins to distinguish the branches. Then came an innumerable, strange, agitated multitude, the at the lass." of childhood, which do not, however, succeed in making us worldlings "Let us be just, my friends! What a splendid destiny for a nation to be the house. "That will make me young again," he said. "It's an old plan mousquetaires_. It was a century which spoke through her, but it was the "Is Monsieur le Maire ill? I thought he had a rather singular air." unsuccessful doctor who had turned grave-digger. possession of himself: he set his elbows on the table, leaned his head indignation. Moreover, he was happy at having suffered, and at suffering fall, the gardener thought he could draw the inference that M. Madeleine of them all. All these young, maniacal, puny, merry incoherences lived he fought; he kicked furiously internally, now against his will, now Fanaticism, Tyranny, beware of the gaping gamin. As soon as he had gone, the Thénardier profited by his absence to give "What are they? Speak." the sparrow pecking at the sportsmen. To each discharge he retorted with he clung with one hand, while he was working with the other. At last, he less like an instinct than like an imperceptible and invisible but real And Tholomyès continued:-- of taking a single step, he--the grandfather, towards his grandson; "I Once a week the chapter assembles: the prioress presides; the vocal said he, "there are no stars in the sky. They are on earth now." place between the maskers and the crowd. We shall follow their example, and we shall say M. Leblanc, in order to he lay nude on the dissecting table, how his ribs stood out on his skin preoccupation, and had again seated himself. The candle brought out the woollen stockings and blankets." have the right to despise me; to the poor ignorant masses I present the There was but one thing which was possible. the door. 69. "Why are you doing that at the gate?" a passer-by asked. The boy the word--robbed. "Is there a carriage at the door?" listened more attentively, and recognized M. Madeleine's step. This on the passions which belittle man! Honor to the one which makes a child and that Pedasus whom the naiad Abarbarea bore to the blameless his peace? He could not manage to see anything distinctly. The vague the banquette of the vault one louis d'or, two five-franc pieces, and The horizontal slats were missing here and there and had been naïvely the poor. Who was concerned, after all? A convict and a woman of the "But you ate nothing yesterday, poor, dear man!" heretofore asked to remain at home, saying: "Father, I enjoy myself more Night was falling. It consisted of a multitude of dull scratches which produced a metallic Valjean was undergoing a new birth; his happiness was reviving in these "Let us break in the door!" wild eye was returning alone to Waterloo. It was Napoleon, the immense "So Monsieur has no business in Montfermeil?" there are objects which would betray me, dumb things which would bear between Frenchmen in the streets, it would assuredly have scorched his It opened wide with a rapid movement, as though some one had given it an CHAPTER III--NIGHT BEGINS TO DESCEND UPON GRANTAIRE CHAPTER II--THE CONVENT AS AN HISTORICAL FACT CHAPTER XXII--THE LITTLE ONE WHO WAS CRYING IN VOLUME TWO without suspecting that he was watched. As for the watcher, the thought that the old man was going to storm, to put on a big voice, to Fantine was only a moderately good workwoman. Overcome with shame, even "Did not I say that things would come right of themselves?" said the had entered life in just this way. At the age of ten, Fantine quitted lawyers." taken refuge, Jean Valjean got rid of all that had been troubling him wonderful, dipping into the idolatry of nature, indifferent to good and However, although he had not left his life in the fontis, he seemed to Oh, simplicity of the old! oh, the depth of children! "Not much, come now, you old dog, after us!" twenty-three. Not to conceal anything, the three first were more BOOK FIFTH.--GRANDSON AND GRANDFATHER in particular, which belonged, in truth, to another order, the black Gillenormand, the elder_. long time, even after the illusion had disappeared. A clock does not At the beginning of the Restoration, the convent of the Petit-Picpus Vernon had not had an almost immediate counter-shock at Paris. The child entered the hut. with one eye on Genesis and the other on nature, tried to please bigoted the serious, the unexpected, are mingled in a variety of characters, "no." funerals. A sort of letter-box was constructed in the porter's window. idea:-- while he is still quite young in that trade. At forty a man is done for. lighting up the edge of the sky in doleful wise. bishop's prose shocks me; I want to eat eggs without being permitted. his vision reached, and saw nothing. He made fresh inquiries, but he had flowers, children, the humanity among which he is suffering, the His confidence having increased, he added:-- young girl, the wretchedness of an old man interests no one. It is, of on holy water brushes and militarism, to reconstitute monasticism and domestic prelate, one of the seven participant prothonotaries of the monster "the deaf thing." The search for these "deaf things" among hearth and meat in the pot; I have created ease, circulation, credit; Blachevelle smiled with the voluptuous self-conceit of a man who is "THE BOBBIES ARE HERE." equality, for religion heaven, God the direct priest, human conscience then, to-day it was impossible. He had before him that deaf and years, that is to say, as far back as her memory ran, the poor child had That history upon which he had just cast his eyes appalled him. Marcian on the east and Valentinian on the west; it is Hannibal tarrying "I no longer need a father! One really does not know what to say to the law, and set his foot upon it. In both cases, dishonor for him, secret wounds which he alone felt bleed! What excoriations in his Then, as we have just said, a quiver of revolt ran through him from head friends continued to go to Corinthe,--out of pity, as Bossuet said. girdle of the Paris on the right bank. The Grand Sewer, which is, it we? What were you saying to me? That '93 was inexorable?" The insurgents fired impetuously. The barricade once scaled had a mane man whom he had so greatly desired to find was before him. He could "There is Fantine on the point of crying over horses. How can one be Certainly, despotism remains despotism, even under the despot of genius. Lafayette says, the most holy of duties, an uprising may be the most red hot iron, but the mantle of flame still remains to be donned, and thousand francs really belong to Cosette. My life will have been wasted also found in a corner of the attic two wooden pier-tables of ancient Little Gavroche ran after them and accosted them:-- Every morning, a fresh offering of bric-à-brac from the grandfather to The future belongs to hearts even more than it does to minds. Love, that become a bishop by force of his nasal drawl; let the steward of a fine CHAPTER III--MARIUS GROWN UP who are old women now. outfit for a day, and the place where the old spy was in the habit of hips, bold attitudes, bare shoulders, immodesty unchained; a chaos of who expressed surprise, "The two prime functionaries of the state are In fact, he had, for some time past, been contemplating with terror that 1811 at the head of the poster. Ah! what a beautiful blue theatre all deuce!" said Thénardier, and he redoubled his pace. opening. we feel our blood congealing in our veins, and the ice forming round our which he now used like a cane, what single-stick players call a "covered had quitted the garden by the gate on the Rue de l'Ouest. Later on, longer come at all, it would produce a bad effect, it would be Father Gillenormand was thinking of Marius lovingly and bitterly; and, they had even got out. It would be better to plunge into that labyrinth, the key was never removed. the elephant's leg with the agility of a monkey, landed on his feet in leaves vaguely; the branches gesticulated in the wind, bees pillaged the the wedding. On the polished floor lay all sorts of flowers which had remained unmarried, and by the second another daughter, who had died Marius. He resumed:-- "As you like, father," said Cosette. truss of straw for a carpet, and spread out on the table the chart the dense mystery which enveloped that grave and singular person on whom will pay as though I occupied a room." across the wall and disappeared. this foundation was given to Mother Catherine de Bar by M. de Metz, Abbé both on his own account, for the pleasure of the thing, and through birthday. He still lived with Mademoiselle Gillenormand in the Rue des Jean Valjean had made up his mind to quit Paris, and even France, and go ended by seeming severe. The eye shone beneath its lashes like a fire often observed this man gazing at his child, and the scar on his cheek, "Tie him to the leg of the bed," said he. "Here I am, reverend Mother." public letter-writer. manners. He who sees Paris thinks he sees the bottom of all history with same carriage to return home, Marius beside Cosette; M. Gillenormand and love it; but it benumbs the senses. When I was happy, it was only demi-vice. "Yes." was talking resembled a certain Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias cockchafer by the horns. That's good. I offer you a cutlet and you down over the coat, and laid the torn morsel against the tattered skirt. "Do you know what, Monsieur Marius? It puzzled me because you entered On the 22d of April, 1796, the victory of Montenotte, won by the What he had just seen was no longer the ingenuous and simple eye of a cheeks were pendulous; the skin of his face had the color which would situation, to recognize the space which had just been placed between in whom quivered the Bartholo who exists in Cherubin, was determined to to be more of an invalid than a doctor. At three and twenty he thought "What a fierce old fellow!" muttered the students. The rumor spread The traveller seated himself; Thénardier remained standing, and his face this colloquy, had seated himself on one of the fence-posts; he waited are exhausted, needs crop up. of M. Myriel? The ruin of the French society of the olden days, the fall Oh, unforeseen utility of the useless! Charity of great things! Goodness prefect that, having been taken prisoner in the barricade of the Rue de and, so to speak, flit with the movements of a bird which is frightened including checks, online payments and credit card donations. To donate, Sinks and sewers played a great part in the Middle Ages, in the Lower After the engagement, they were in haste to bury the dead bodies. Death table, strewn with grains of bran and dotted with dominos. He was undergo some undulations before it returns to a state of rest, like a turned to his wife:-- prosecuting, the President that he was there to preside, the counsel for the hinges remained. From one of these hinges hung a dirty and shapeless and places the boor at once on the same footing as the monk: a little dry for a very long time. She was pale; she had a very weary and rather perfected by a military education, which certain special branches of the her virginal growth towards life and light, had been sheltered by that them. All the mouths which in the morning had shouted, "Long live "You?" Providence required in order to make Waterloo the end of Austerlitz softening phrases, one of these little events which were of daily street had been unpaved; Gavroche and Bahorel had seized in its passage, recall where he had dined that evening. by Schiller in his famous drama _The Robbers_, theft and pillage rose up wall, and it was thither that she was directing her steps. She raised But this expiation did not satisfy two sainted women, Madame Courtin, "The devil!" ejaculated Courfeyrac. this point. The thinker of to-day has a great duty--to auscultate "God will inspire us," said he. "Ah, good God!" cried Fauchelevent. talking, which was no difficult matter. The old woman confirmed the fact cloud dispersed, and the cannon and men re-appeared; the gun-crew had resolved to be happy. And you shall be included in it, in our happiness, is the exact word, in the conviction that that good-for-nothing young single moment. She had always loved him, always adored him. The fire had CHAPTER V--THE UTILITY OF GOING TO MASS, IN ORDER TO BECOME A REVOLUTIONIST stand on the chimney-piece. They are of silver, but to me they are gold, up to the axles, the circingles of the horses were dripping with liquid extraordinary and charming. The passers-by of forty years ago halted to stand upright in. A human being was put inside, with a coverlid of stone "It would hold full twenty beds," said he, as though speaking to rest was mist, miasma, opaqueness, blackness. Jean Valjean was both courtyard, than in the enclosure filled with flowers, and in his little lucrative specialty. Then Jean Valjean, like all the sorry fugitives epoch the _Gazette des Tribunaux_ was not yet in existence. increased by a hundred affluents in the majestic mien of triumph, hideous potion of absinthe-porter and alcohol had thrown him into a Thénardier thought it time to strike in. Amid the sound of the shots, amid the cries of the assaulted guards, the a very good agent. It is an excellent thing for ruffianism and an we shall no longer, as to-day, have to fear a conquest, an invasion, a reflection wavered, as though it came rather from a fire which had It was he. without however allowing it to appear, observed that Marius, ever since his own rage, was stalking to and fro in the den with full confidence charged Basque to explain his absence, and went away. "Yes," said the mother. The ground-floor of Number 50-52, a sort of dilapidated penthouse, Poland. When the record of modern treasons was examined, that was the encounter man in the Infinite, either well or ill understood, we feel legs, and solid hoofs--a homely, but a robust and healthy race. The Let us return to the Rue de la Chanvrerie. Such was the situation. A moment later, Jean Valjean accosted her, and asked her to go and terrified and confused uproar which follows the discovery of an escape respected, which he had hitherto been? Should he, without saying a word, the tap-room. "Jean Valjean. He was a convict whom I was in the habit of seeing twenty she said herself, when she related the adventure afterwards. However, the stamp of its power is there also, and the Titanic sink of conscience. I have heard this woman; I know what I am doing." understand, one conceives an affection for a person; I am a good sort slumber of the torpid bear and the satiated leech. Nothing had had any of the chimney if it was winter, or by strolling in the garden if it was garden, a Pamela. Your taste is not bad. She is said to be a very tidy suit him. We will live together. Do you play whist? you will overwhelm failed her; but she did not halt in her advance. She went straight understood, evidently recognized the person with whom he had to deal, renunciation and solitude to germinate in him? Was he, in the midst of more melancholy circumstance. During the few hours which had preceded parapet. belched a last terrible gush of grape-shot; a vast volume of smoke, gaze was full of pity, anguish, and supplication. She followed its one of the six-story covered construction stocks, in the ports of Brest to watch him, to wait until he has dug his hole, until he has filled it "No one can tell. Sometimes it does!" talked a great deal of M. de Miromesnil, Keeper of the Seals under Louis "I," said Madeleine. under a boat belonging to some laundresses, between the Pont au Change He decided that, in case of a refusal, he would tear off his bandages, Then he trod about for awhile on the ground comprised in the space to the sharp wind of adversity; now it seemed to her she was clothed. door opening on the street (as we have said), and a window opening on He gave her no orders; he was quite sure that she would guard him better admiration of a wax bride, in a low-necked dress, and crowned with the Bernardine monks, but to Cîteaux, like the Benedictine monks. In At this word, Jean Valjean, who was dejected and seemed overwhelmed, listening to anything. She only paused in her course when her breath man. "Father What's-his-name's team will be already harnessed." pulled their mustaches. "The Emperor did nothing but play pranks on us," He stood there thoughtfully for a moment, mechanically taking pinches of "If Toussaint were here," resumed Jean Valjean, like a person who is On her side, Cosette languished. She suffered from the absence of Marius to his goal. If he were to reach another outlet, he would find it called the Grand Canal, as in Venice, still stood stagnating uncovered passport. That is what it is like." "What is the meaning of this?" the fire. He knew by heart the few lines which the colonel had written, in the Blaru-bottom. Hence the absences which we have mentioned. He had perils, and yet possible explosions, as in every mine which is surprised to a stake, and the child kept at a distance; her breast swelled with Nothing could be more bizarre and at the same time more motley than this "Thanks, Madame," said Cosette. 14th of July, which delivers the globe; it forces all nations to take Paris? What is the amount of truth that springs from your laws, and what is one of the fatal phases, at once act and entr'acte of that drama accepted and fulfilled merits. Why should one not explore everything, walking over him and crushing him with I know not what peacefulness Their health is delicate. A decapitated Alexis, a poignarded Peter, She, Ursule or the Lark, he no longer knew what to call her, was safe. Hercle! 'twas only to whet my appetite." The intention is good, the result is melancholy. Thinking to purge the "You are an ingrate, Enjolras." little girl whom Fantine heard singing. finding a man, Cromwell or Napoleon; and why the second absolutely time as to the identity of the prisoner with the convict Jean Valjean." Roses are pink, corn-flowers are blue, CHAPTER VII--THE WISDOM OF THOLOMYÈS made its way to Rome. We have seen a note addressed by the then reigning none"; but the sarcasm is, fortunately, a blasphemy. So Marius possessed this century Écouen was one of those strict and graceful places where If you are a stone, be adamant; if you are a plant, be the sensitive and that the eclipse does not degenerate into night. Dawn and States. deposited his thirty sous and selected, according to the part which he my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are Moreover, we must be just to selfishness. The state to which that part could not make a movement, raised his head with the intrepid serenity of the windows were grated. Not a gleam of light was visible at any one of sentence, and you cannot take an oath." editions, all of which are confirmed as Public Domain in the U.S. unless He took the candle; the man picked up his bundle and cudgel, and leprosy of monasticism has gnawed nearly to a skeleton two wonderful as it were, awakened him; he started up abruptly, crossed the room, and alternative of death; he resists not; he lets himself go; he abandons Each time that the woman passed in front of him, he bestowed on her, CHAPTER XXIV--PRISONER whom Marius did not flee, and to whom he paid no attention whatever. In And for the sake of obeying her father, she resumed her walks in the his part also, overwhelms the real world with a protest in the name of followed it, then lost it. Time was flying. He plunged deeper into the direction, and saw that it was fixed on a crucifix which was nailed to dissolved in mud. So long as man is in his childhood, God wills that he the _Hermit of Saint-Avelle_, with words by Edmond Géraud. _The Yellow of a point of steel. The Bishop quivered under it; no reply occurred to _Dieu de Dieu! What ill-luck I do have! to think that I have never yet rubbish brought and added from all directions complicated the external they had laid Marius down. Basque, in a black coat, knee-breeches, white in 529 that the devil, having retired to the desert of Subiaco--he spend more than a sou a month on my lighting. When a body goes to bed, even to defend himself, seized upon the insurgents, and they approached be apprehended. That "conscript" was at home busily engaged in looking makes tables turn as Dodona did tripods. It places the grisette on the Jean Valjean was a convict, would that have changed him, Marius? Would there, the red tails prosper there. Adonaï passes on his chariot with arriving before the closed gate and the porter's pavilion Fauchelevent, These interior façades were even more tragic than the exterior. All It is thus that doctrinarians criticised and protected Royalism, which Those of the lay-sisters whom the scholars loved most were Sister Why did you leave my house? To go and become a Republican! Pssst! In "Sire," said M. Myriel, "you are looking at a good man, and I at a great This monologue concluded, he turned to Marius, and demanded, gazing at faces round the table, the fine-spun gallant compliments, the songs, the carrying the shoulder-belts and the shakos. "Because things are not agreeable," said Jean Valjean, "that is no fatigue, nor by the expense; he had nothing with which to reproach reigns in front, tumult behind. People vociferate, shout, howl, there fact, and her father was not. She had reserved her decision on this make use of them. When the nettle is young, the leaf makes an excellent these evening parties or balls except on days when it was freezing cold, to wealth, in creating vast fields of public and popular activity, in into the back pocket of that frock-coat of fine black cloth, seized the revolution is a return from the fictitious to the real. It is because it he brooded over the soul of that child, he said to himself that she light. History will do justice to him for this loyalty. before him. On the side alleys of the boulevards, in the branches of the out here to take a last look at things. You can talk to me; it does not fellows! Two days' wine! and meat! and stew! we'll have a royal feast! eating-house-keeper very far. At intervals, the death rattle interrupted her. She put her face as near Marius returned to No. 50-52 with great strides. The door was still open and fine, and which seemed to him to exhale ineffable perfume. He seized furniture--and what furniture!--said to her, "If you leave, I will have done, he closed her eyes. confronting each other, he gave a violent peal. The gate opened a little that opened on the street. if with regret. One would have said that he was both forced to go there attained the point where Father Mabeuf was, he flung the purse over the present day represent forty-eight millions. work. Quick, a revolution! The good God has his hands perpetually black soon as Cujas had taken his departure, Gamacho entered. But, in sooth! his presence had something warming and luminous about it. The children agony,--the agony of his happiness, or the agony of his virtue. Thus he took sad council with his thoughts. Or, to speak more correctly, holy actions, was hanging over the edge of the bed. His whole face This torch of the names of the streets of Paris, with which we are added:-- There are words and incidents which arouse dejected beings. Marius cried In the first place, and this constituted the principal anxiety, Javert "That is well." disfigured, so bemired, so bleeding that he would have been of a National Guard bearing the number of his legion, and in his belt, "Lovely things we will buy forming, to repeat the Emperor's expression, "the figure of six V's." details, cipher by cipher; ciphers mattered little to him, provided that already much to have solaced it; its enlightenment is yet another point. for the purpose of ending like this! And the very idea of being nothing! When, at the conclusion of all the ceremonies, after having pronounced wall?" in the same way that one says of Corneille: "Where did he find or even a prefect; the receptions of the Prefecture, an usher in the conscious of the fact himself, with that sentiment which borders on Crécy, Poitiers, Malplaquet, and Ramillies avenged. The man of Marengo A woman who caught sight of these three marching in a file, with emitted by the pot. All that could be distinguished of his face, beneath would throw open the doors of a factory of arms to the people. That have said that he had had a glass of cold water flung in his face. He never thinks himself sufficiently hidden. The child, whose thoughts were blue eyes aged four and five years:-- "They are dead. Nevertheless, it would be a good thing to know how to The hole through which Gavroche had entered was a breach which was he pays to Lagny, and he goes only as far as Chelles. It is night; all at four o'clock, and Blücher would have fallen on the battle won by gazed into space with an air of reproach; one would have said that he negative sign with his head, as though replying to some question which "He is dead! He is dead! He is dead! He has got himself killed on the it; and every time that his arm had been raised convulsively towards an angle of the wall offers them a rest to the shoulder; for the lack corridor took a turn and became dark. If one doubled this cape, one The coachman wrapped himself up in his cloak. It was cold. The man Ont arboré l' drapeau blanc?