costumes. It was necessary that one should not be either too fat or too to-morrow morning," replied M. Madeleine; and he took his departure. had escaped him, Javert did not lose his head. Sure that the convict who against a surprise. certain dates, certain blushes and certain pallors on Cosette's part, calling to each other and the wooden shoes of market-gardeners hastening are happier! Nineteen years! I am forty-six. Now there is the yellow Célestins are full of pistols. What do you suppose the Government can His experiments on indigo had been no more successful in the Jardin des "No, I was passing through. That is all. What do I owe you, Madame," he wine-shop, had the same idea. But they had reached a moment when each share the same fate; and a jade herself, she lived, as jades live, for but get me an Indian dancing-girl, and Thygelion of Chæronea if he could CHAPTER V--ORIGINALITY OF PARIS of the lower classes. Liberty. The glowing eyes of all young generations were turned on it. a letter so that she could be taken from the Thénardiers; they cannot disagreeable sensation which he was incapable of analyzing, and which resolute, ardent man, the bold defier of fate, the brain which erected is ineffable, and nothing is so adorable as a dazzling and innocent the table-land of Mont-Saint-Jean that a peasant, Mathieu Nicaise, alii in approbrium, ut videant semper." _ On certain days each of these beings in turn had to remain for twelve upon the mothers. He visited the poor so long as he had any money; when he has placed himself there. Let him remain there. Let us shoot him down cast its shadow on the other, which fell over the garden like an immense bourgeois, in this probable notary, the fear-inspiring bearer of the nothing else on the morrow. She did not notice that she had not seen of husbands studded with diamonds. Well, so be it; but, my beauties, leaping and still laughing. succeeded in earning his living with some approach to certainty, he had shrieked, and placed the muzzle of the pistol to his ear. Many of those Some persons, however, were still curious, surmising that in all this nothing that is not in Mesmer's tub; Ergaphilas lives again in according as it was the day of fanaticism or of enthusiasm, there leaped Once, having confidence in a fine September sun, Marius had allowed daughter. Moreover, as she knew nothing, she could say nothing, and A little girl of seven or eight years of age, the report said, who had a rather wild effect to her face, which sometimes caused this sweet subdued monsters; he had found it more expeditious to be one. A low been listening at the door had removed his shoes. _foxes_ in the galleys, the note is taken to the office and handed over When his eyes fell again, he saw Cosette smiling at him. The smile of a exterminates. Horses lash out, the cannons flee; the soldiers of the was nothing before them, nothing behind. It hardly occurred to Marius CHAPTER III--BRUNESEAU this is abominable! And without the mother even having seen her child leagues still to go." me.' He raised it again, and once more looked at the sky, murmuring:-- Marius and Cosette. silence. They were livid with the chill of morning. They all wore linen behind him. They had arrived in the Rue de l'Homme Armé after night had fully I shall be! What is it that you are going to do to-morrow evening? tell by crushing them horribly, nor shots fired from the attic-windows and clothes for thy new-born babe.' affair. A pontifical and warlike nature, a singular thing in a youth. He key to it. It was, I repeat, on the 6th of June; it might have been other Fauvent_. not ruined--Héée!" All he had left, in fact, was an income of about shut, he felt the shock of a vigorous hand seizing him, and the swoon in and crowd each other. There are some who make stalls of paving-stones. struck him as strange; usually, there was no noise in M. Madeleine's immediately gone on duty again, which implied--the note, the reader will still be counted on their sockets; the rest lie prostrate in the grass. it. Look at the reports. The bulletins are confused, the commentaries "Go," and to say to the latter in his turn: "Be free"; to sacrifice to like a living imprint of those great years, minute by minute. One day, Gavroche. Towards one o'clock in the morning, the night being very dark, he saw produced a gentle, monotonous noise. These things are charming when one each page of which was numbered and bore a few lines in a very fine and word which they [our readers] utter every day, and which takes the place yourself here. And this very day. Or you will have to deal with Cosette. The truth is, that they were less safe than Jean Valjean fancied. Perils enveloped in the deepening shades of twilight which was drawing on, this magnificent property about it, that it turns the whole will towards CHAPTER VI--THE FONTIS poplars ran from the ruins of the old convent, which was at the angle of to us: "I was there. I was three years old. My sister, who was older, hand-cart and went off without leaving his address, so that when Javert there was some official solemnity apropos of I know not what,--fêtes in slave. Toil lets go of you on one side only to grasp you again on the to approach the shore. He is not uneasy. Uneasy about what? Only he is "Yes, Madame, I am going." of sand and a large slope of earth. This work was not finished; there the habit of keeping all his artillery well in hand, like a pistol, cover his hands with kisses. Alexandria, Milan, Turin, Madrid, Vienna, Dresden, Berlin, Moscow, who that would be a farce. Well! They are so stupid that it would pass"; he To prudery she added bigotry, a well-assorted lining. She belonged have the whole six of you seized, I'll call the police." back like those of an angel on the sombre quadriga made of stars, they by sharing his confidence, or by at least acting as though they shared day. A chamber where one _sleeps_ costs twenty sous; a chamber in which who was hedged about with that vague resistance of hers composed of Le bout d' chemis' qui vous pend. After an interval of silence she went on:-- All at once he paused. Valjean. The sergeant in command of the patrol had raised his lantern, A very sweet life began for him. two shadows pass along the roof, in the rain and squalls, in front of Marius had but a step more to take. Let us return to the ship _Orion_. drums, the sobs of women and bursts of gloomy laughter from the starving poor little Cosette who has no one in the world but me, and who is, no is something like a kiss through a veil. Voluptuousness mingles there bless. He taught him everything, encouraged and consoled him. The man "Thank you, sir," said the child. proportion as the fortress is the less menaced. "My horse has not been watered." the abysses of the universe! draw back. "As you please. I know that you can do nothing that is not honest, her teeth:-- nail up the coffin. The undertaker's men come and get it, and whip in the mire. tour of the garden, the garden was deserted. Then he returned to Gavroche replied: Jean Valjean sprang hastily to his feet; there was no one on the slope; Eden forever closed against him, whence he had voluntarily and madly face presented a shade which was not habitual with it,--timidity and himself took them for a whole throng. begins to behold the stars of the tomb? thief because he is known to be a convict." arrived at the following conclusion: "That ninny is madly in love with The reader will remember that the hackney-coach was waiting in case of lassitude, their green caps drawn over their eyes, to remount, two by and turns, were admirably chosen; the neighborhood of the Halles, in man named Marius who lived in the house. He had written to him, without she might not see him wipe his eyes. emerges from it covered with stars. The gamin of Paris is Rabelais in moments when a man has a furnace within his skull. Marius was passing the clutches of indigence, and who came to feel astonishment, little as yet made a serious beginning. Rubbish shoots were established there. Thirty years ago, this quarter The refectory, a large apartment of an oblong square form, which supporting in his arms the fainting Marius; still, his porter's scent "Well?" incurring expenses!" happiness with as much ardor, and, apparently with as much joy, as most important_, and then went away. They never stayed more than ten zig-zag of the phrase. Corinthe gradually dethroned the Pot-aux-Roses. the Château-d'Eau, a little boy eleven or twelve years of age, who would suffered much. She loved thee dearly. She had as much unhappiness as "These wretches must be stamped upon," said he. you are a Baron? You can make that agree. The Republic makes a good "What coffin? What administration?" "Forty sous." moustaches! She inherited them from her husband. A hussar indeed! She every day at the same hour, towards nightfall, from the Rue de l'Homme notice of it. In the Quartier Saint-Jacques, the students swarmed out of their Christ who went barefoot! You are a prelate,--revenues, palace, horses, "So be it, Monsieur le Baron. I will be precise. I have a secret to sell "With what?" the most feeble and most vicious are drawn, and which ends in one of two just mentioned, the barricade, for those who are inside it, remains, that other one whence he had fled, and yet he had never conceived an more amplitude in the smock, and it becomes a frock. Sister Perpétue collective sovereignty, the war of the whole against the fraction is At first, Fantine had been so ashamed that she had not dared to go out. Thénardier was right, this detail was correct, although it had escaped century is weak. It lacks excess. It ignores the rich, it ignores the secondary interest, the protests of the street violently repressed, whose interior we have just shown. In 1657, Pope Alexander VII. had "By the way, you new man, have you your card?" preceding evening in the belief that she was beautiful, but it made her freaks of pettiness. That is all. Madeleine; his workmen and the children continued to call him Father soldiers tripping over the dead and wounded and entangled in the The first time that he came across his father's name in the bulletins of The blow told. violent. having been paid to the convent. This legacy, deposited in the hands of He raised his aged head, laid his withered and emaciated fist on the as those seized with inheritance, and that, for all emphyteuses, leases, 1.F. distance, shades kept watch of the sunbeams, but what mattered it? Still CHAPTER IX--THE OLD SOUL OF GAUL Fauchelevent took the shovel, and Jean Valjean the pick-axe, and "Yes," said Feuilly. left open up to that time, barricaded. For this purpose, they tore up The Thénardier made one of those movements of surprise which signify the instinct of self-preservation; he rallied all his ideas in haste, contractors from wronging poor people. I will explain it to you, you THE CARD sense to the metaphorical sense. The devil ceases to be _le rabouin_, of terror and distrust cast by the group, he might have divined that his collective sovereignty, the war of the whole against the fraction is his head above the water now and his two arms holding up Marius. In the Valjean laid a host of ambushes for him; he changed his hour, he changed which writhed and shivered a few paces distant from the wayfarer. fixed on the girl whom he no longer saw. What we have just written seems was developed under the fetid covering of the Mouffetard sewer; the Neither Jean Valjean nor Cosette nor Toussaint ever entered or emerged modified by terror, which had stupefied one, rendered another did not perceive that contemplation, thus understood, ends by becoming of the enormous size of the source; in all these breaths permeated with Cadran, had fancied that they heard the sound of footsteps in the the inner horizon of his spirit? Was he conscious of all that passed history. The epoch, surnamed "of the riots," abounds in details of solidity. But she did not seem to hear him. the Lamothe of the affair of the necklace." These singular amnesties do where she diffuses herself at all, in the ant as well as in the eagle, loved her as his sister; and, as he had never had either a woman to love in the country. It was the good God who caused me to pass your inn. When by the hair, as the latter coiled himself into a ball at his knees and handful of snow from the pavement, and thrust it abruptly into her back, in which he walked, as though he felt on one side of him something in clot of blood had collected in the knot of his cravat; his limbs were Since he had dwelt in that valley, the path which led thither had Javert dried the fresh ink on the paper, folded it like a letter, sealed movement, and said: incline the mouth of the cannon slightly to the left. Then the light and he was shadow. He was very far off, and mingled with the At the beginning of the Restoration, the convent of the Petit-Picpus "France needs no Corsica to be great. France is great because she is bit of wisdom, or folly, or, as it often happens, in both at once, are earth in it. When I come to think it over, the earth instead of the still more contrary to his age, grave. Surrounded by all those singular "Police-agent-Ja-vert-was-found-drowned-un-der-a-boat-of-the-Pont-au- "It is the same thing. Conscience is the quantity of innate science Lafayette says, the most holy of duties, an uprising may be the most leaves, by night the leaves protect the wings. by the catastrophe of the ravine, had almost the whole English army place; that no decision could be arrived at without having observed and These children did not appear to notice these noises. The little one sound of a catastrophe in order that those who profit by it may tremble insurrection, the foundation. back, displayed his bull neck, white and bare. He had thick eyelashes, Jean Valjean took the old woman's hand: On the right, down stream, the bridge of Jéna was discernible, on the his miserable head is but a speck amid the immensity of the waves. He to your wife. I will explain to you, my children, and for that reason, the Empire of such an Emperor, when that nation is France and when it All these revolutions were accomplished within him, without his family The peculiarity of prudery is to place all the more sentinels in retained no aureole. They were worthy, but they were not august. They sometimes nothing. This is what Tryphon's verses seem to announce to the he was there, and he had remained standing erect and motionless, behind that Nero was a victim, and that pity is decidedly due to "that poor her little hat of sewed straw, with its long white strings, in her hand "We have only a woman here to help you. Each one does what he can. cemetery. of this man. Jean Valjean's generosity towards him, Javert, crushed him. the Cæsars once knew, to make the lowest of words the most lofty by And she put ten louis into his hand. and of the theft of ripe apples from the Pierron orchard. The gentlemen one side of him, then he looked at the ground, with the violence of the jostling together in his brain. His trouble was so great that he could to return from Master Scaufflaire's, as though the parsonage door had imaginations, applied to them to have their ideas executed. They a stone post, with an injunction to be silent, and ran to the spot where A fearful detonation burst forth on the barricade. The red flag fell. in her corner:-- who wore them, they were too tight for one, too loose for another and "But you--it is your duty; in his case, it is wildness." not as yet emerged, and another into which you have not yet entered, is her face in both hands, and shrieked in her anguish:-- For furnishing meat soup to the patients in the hospital. 1,500 livres l'Homme Armé. There is no garden. I made lint all the time; stay, sir, solve the enigma, he strove to dress the wound. The terrible spectacle "No, the persons have moved away." aperture through which Marius was gazing, a colored engraving in a black who bear wonderful fruit." At that moment, Courfeyrac emerged from the café. vacillating glance. She had besides, more than formerly, in her face officers. In the Rue du Cimitière-Saint-Nicholas, an officer of the We have but little to add to what the reader already knows of what had the idea of progress, the liberating dogmas which it forges are for the idea occurred to him, a last idea, a flash of inspiration; he drew from work in Paris had failed her, and that she was on her way to seek it Many streets were empty at four o'clock in the morning. "There exists yonder in the mountains," said the Bishop, "a tiny all torn at that! In the depths of winter! I can't go out for lack of a meditation? Did he straighten up? Did he remain bowed? Had he been bent CHAPTER I--THE HISTORY OF A PROGRESS IN BLACK GLASS TRINKETS interior, every time that it passed in front of a street lantern, at liberty is to be hunted, to turn the head every instant, to quake at She resumed her contemplation of the book. It was written in the most nun-like cap, tied under the chin. A smile displays beautiful teeth when It was broad daylight when he arrived at Hesdin. He halted in front of satiety. By this, which was nothing but French, Thénardier recognized But Marius no longer even heard these mute counsels of passion. He never sententious solemnity:-- consequently proper, would have been too large for Pitt and too small distribution of Project Gutenberg-tm works. advantage of the opportunity to bring his allocution to a close with Marius pictured life with Cosette to himself like this, without anything Each one of us would have had his share of happiness. If I continued to in love with the dog? It's a shame to miss this, anyway. Two women, an he had committed, he trembled from head to foot. Upon what should he happened?" He did not enter the inn. serve Monseigneur with some excellent fish from the lake, or with some "Very good," said Montparnasse. bad woman at bottom. It is not cowardliness and gluttony that have made the preceding book. This Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille, "See here now! Art thou coming?" and the fact into right, that is the task of sages. the knee, stared him full in the face with a mysterious and beaming air, The mayor turned livid. befits those who are entering life and those who are quitting it. "Mr. Mayor, that cannot be." Marius made himself these replies, and declared to himself that they patriarchs and magi, not real beings, but phantoms. "Fifthly: in the Madelonettes there are only two bars to the canteen, they are, and slowly directed their course toward the brioche, with the near at this name, and stared at Montparnasse with dawning joy and insurrection to fry in its own fat," to use the celebrated expression of Like the wild animal chased from its lair, he was seeking a hole in "Twenty-three francs?" sing and prattle, who are like a living perfume, who prove the existence "Well?" write: "Langleviel La Beaumelle deserves a hundred _camouflets_." of M. sur M., the police had supposed that he had betaken himself to the Little Convent. The public was even admitted by a sort of lazaretto "The old man added:-- military execution of insurrections, the rising passed over by arms, the one's affection by the amount of her presence which she bestows on us, air, in fact. She told herself that she was not sure of anything, that as the goose stuffed with chestnuts is the truffled turkey of the poor." trees under which one has strolled, the convents where one has concealed Linnæus. He did not study plants; he loved flowers. He respected learned this ancient salon, and some gentlemen; the Marquis de Sass****, private and of a moment when the general attention was diverted from him, to Then he exclaimed:-- resting on the bolster, and her head thrust through the opening of the spectacle, with a confusion of cherubim and Cupids over the heads of the of a superhuman sword was heard, as it was drawn from its sheath; they one who saw him for the first time, he was nothing, in fact, but a fine bride. A marriage should be royal and chimerical; it should promenade 49 (return) [_Matelote:_ a culinary preparation of various fishes. themselves again, there they forgot themselves. That evening, at the house, rang through the noise of the dram-shop. It was a little boy separated it from the large apartment where the court was sitting. Amid the sound of the shots, amid the cries of the assaulted guards, the crystal was clouded. Javert felt duty divided within his conscience, and sine expressa superioris licentia_. lingered in his soul the respectful fear of these immense justices of "What?" demanded the prisoner. subterranean sewer in the Rue Barre-du-Bec, without a trench, six metres needs come, that Enjolras had each man resume his post of battle. with a bewildered air. the Rue du Figuier-Saint-Paul at Mother Gaucher's, put into Cosette's embarrassment in every way." And she caught her father round the neck again. in the opposite direction, and in which there was but one person, a man immensity. In the East, the Val-de-Grâce projected its dark mass on the execrates "the curés." One day, in the Rue de l'Université, one of these parallel files, moving in contrary directions, and saw to it that On the following day the Toulon newspaper printed these lines:-- hold their cows in common, and share the proceeds. 'They engage the still remained in bed. The portress said to her husband:--"The good man last all their lives; he told himself that he really had not suffered "Yes, assassin! You there saved the life of a Colonel. . ." emotion." The dressing of the wounds was complicated and difficult, the CHAPTER XIII--THE SOLUTION OF SOME QUESTIONS CONNECTED WITH THE MUNICIPAL POLICE pedestal to the future lion, to hurl such a challenge to the midnight to one hundred of brass is exceeded. The excess of tin renders them too catechisms, books of hours, etc.,--charges to write, sermons to Louis XIV. nor yet that of Louis XVI.; it was that of the Incroyables come from his room, where it was rather cold. He seated himself in front which civilization is composed, or by which it is complicated, to extend wearing a round hat. It was the shadow produced by a chimney-pipe of He had laid his hand lightly on Cosette's mouth. spectral mien; all three besmeared with black, all three masked. sublimity of prayer. He remained in this situation, and would have so remained indefinitely, Paris casts twenty-five millions yearly into the water. And this without "What has become of him?" God willed that Cosette's love should encounter one of the loves which Théodule replied with the composure of a man of bronze:-- of a beast, I am; I do not reason; I love that little girl; my wife is "Cut it off." Every courage, every virtue, every heroism, every sanctity he possesses! the edge of the hollow road. The jackal's four paws suit some actions. remember, was bordered on both sides by attics, all of which were, for sun, and that was the moon. a quarter of an hour after this that he saw the young man, who had He saw the bed, and on the mattress that young man, bleeding, white with species of impure and innocent monsters produced by misery. "Stay, sir," he said. "If you will allow it, I will come to see her. I their own hands. At a single point the insurgents yielded; they of charm in that gentle and severe household, which raised poverty into again. She was young. Was she handsome? Perhaps; but in that attire it insulting word to her. This was the epoch when a National Guardsman fought like a Zouave. The rag which, arrested there in its passage, no doubt, had floated there in gleam of hope floating in an immense despair,--this was what filled his shall be innocent. "little suburban coach service," Fantine found herself at Montfermeil, Humanity is identity. All men are made of the same clay. There is no roof, in two mansard attics, were the nests for the servants. The behold me sad again. That's what comes of swallowing an oyster and setting aside even that jealousy, the sight of that charming leg had hundred and thirty-eight metres in length. By virtue of the right of association. CHAPTER XIV--WHAT HE THOUGHT which awakened the idea of a throng, and, at the same time, the idea of whose numerous branches, bristling and leafless and as fine as threads, mysterious place. Mud can never enjoy a good fame; but in this case its the open-air booths, asked Cosette:-- breasts."] once a minute for twenty-four hours, until the body is taken from the that the other said, _myself_; that one emanated from the light, and the "Fauvent, we have confidence in you." fortify his hate. In certain cases, education and enlightenment can shadow and modesty. ferocities of which we have just spoken, the _in pace_, the closed "Is not the posting-station located here?" In the meantime she stared at them with a stern but peaceful air. slope. To follow to the slope is to arrive at the river. Waterloo. was turning on a long spit before the fire; on the stove, two huge carps "You, Mr. Mayor." called honors and dignities, and even dignity and honor, are generally examined everything, whatever might have been the consequences if he had could have guessed such a thing? There are marshes of this description How many hours did he weep thus? What did he do after he had wept? great noise, which will talk very loud, and which will bless you, and His breakfast was served; he seized the bread, took a mouthful, and then as though he had been the Marquis de Brandebourg, and with the most yourself killed like this, I shall not even grieve over your death, do The dining-room was an oblong apartment, with a fireplace, which had a The old woman gazed at him with her little polecat eyes, and answered:-- of fear that it occasions us, now to affront unjust power, again to the bourgeois!" cried Bahorel. And Marius heard Combeferre reply:-- "I have my papers," he said calmly. would be without limit; it would not be infinite; in other words, it of her life; there is a dearest one, I am no longer anything but her pronounced by that child. on the recital. the Rue Saint-Denis. excrescences, its warts, its gibbosities, grimaced, so to speak, and "Prove it! prove it!" cried Marius beside himself. Martin kept on his suspenders, that Lecouffé and his mother quarrelled. Valjean. I recognized him also." de Port-de-Guy, a pillar of the library of the Louvre, called the King's that's all right; it's the abomination of feeling those people touch everything was done on a small scale, instead of on a grand scale; Social prosperity means the man happy, the citizen free, the nation Marcognet's division caught between the infantry and the cavalry, shot Mont-Saint-Michel, built by Louis XI., and used by Louis XV. He was the legends express the four stages descended by the drunkard; the first, Moreover, Marius was heart-broken. Everything had plunged through a another wall, a wall like night. The light of the air-hole died out ten "What is the meaning of this?" demanded Gribier. serious factors in politics; witness the _Castratus ad castra_, which In the meantime, a sob became audible in one corner. Victurnien went to Montfermeil, and returned with the remark, "I have 1815 to 1830, he imitated the cry of the turkey; from 1830 to 1848, he Cosette's whole person was ingenuousness, ingenuity, transparency, laughed when he was called a rogue, and got angry when called a thief. which is called innocence! something sparkling, which was a ring of gold. reason, at one and the same time riper and more troubled than of yore, shall be this evening in the Rue de l'Homme Armé, No. 7. In a week we He felt his brain on fire. She had come to him, what joy! And then, how those utterly raw recruits, who hardly knew how to handle a musket permanent; necessarily substantial, since it is infinite; and because, earth by the light, had he begged for mercy! How many times had that presence of M. Gillenormand. M. Gillenormand never addressed this child sort, by accident. He was the foster-father of the poor. He founded Marius' handsome hair was lustrous and perfumed; here and there, beneath stones, his torch in his hand, his haughty face illuminated by a fatal "You malicious, bare-pawed little wretch!" street in litters, and he said to Courfeyrac:--"Those wounded do not "Well," resumed Combeferre, "I am going to fasten my handkerchief to my hands the four uniforms which he had laid aside. Combeferre followed, And yet, when I saw them taking aim at you, I put my hand on the muzzle the over-harsh contours of pure thought, fills in gaps here and there, "Yes, sir." which Éponine was entirely concealed. CHAPTER VII--THE GAMIN SHOULD HAVE HIS PLACE IN THE CLASSIFICATIONS OF INDIA ragged; they had the air of wild birds. The smaller of them said: "I am "A priest!" said the man. "Oh, what a fine priest! Then you are not Was he simply obeying a sort of instinctive impulse which was obscure repeated:-- on thresholds, noticed an old man neatly clad in black, who emerged "Pardon, excuse me, sir," he said, quite breathless, "but here are your an hour. twenty-franc pieces of the Restoration, on whose effigy the little monstrous words. The Republic, a guillotine in the twilight; the Empire, He inquired of another pupil, a charming brunette with rosy cheeks, who the hearing has been suspended. Some people have gone out, and when the There is a certain state of inert asceticism in which the soul, soldier's. The officer did not persist, and retired speedily. This time was evident that she really was fourteen. She was the child who had holds, suicide or crime. passers-by; but behind the pavilion there was a narrow courtyard, and that nonsense. Of course, there must be something for those who are During the first fortnight in April, Jean Valjean took a journey. This, the real Jean Valjean, the aspect of the matter had been thoroughly dogs who hunt on their own account, he set out to follow Marius. was covered with throngs and tempest; a tumultuous crowd of flaming Father Gillenormand was thinking of Marius lovingly and bitterly; and, the play every evening, if he sees good. He has no shirt on his body, of each becomes more painful; the moment could then be seen drawing near same time. He inspired fear and confidence. Marius related the adventure with one eye on Genesis and the other on nature, tried to please bigoted face, which was in the shadow, was not distinguishable. plotted against it. The most discontented, the most irritated, the most other Fauvent_. At a certain moment, he perceived that he was emerging from beneath the river. One fact is to be noticed, that before reaching the exit grating, Moreover, M. Mabeuf had continued his downward course. CHAPTER II--A NEST FOR OWL AND A WARBLER la Baronne. That he begged to be excused, that he would come to-morrow. was a sign that the Government was taking its time, and collecting its Who does this? Who thus soils the triumph? What hideous, furtive hand is of April, boasted of having in his house seven hundred cartridges and and now he actually had found him, but it was only to deliver him over Church-warden Mabeuf, whom he went to see again, told him about the life Here, evidently, was a soul which was inaccessible to terror, and which total was a lofty virtue, ended in rendering Jean Valjean a father to humble. a change of aspect common to tavern-keepers, and eagerly sought the M. Madeleine perceived the advancement which he had obtained, by the It was a charming and terrible sight. Gavroche, though shot at, was The Fleming remained "utterly stupid," as he himself said some time without knowing that it would get me into trouble. I have been in inexorable dignity: had remained a brisk spark, and that he passed energetically for such. accepted and fulfilled merits. Why should one not explore everything, "Who is that man?" said M. Leblanc. it faced. The barricades at right angles fell back, the one of the And Cosette answered:-- For additional contact information: Dr. Gregory B. Newby Chief Executive you ought to perceive that I am well informed. Now what I have to tell love forms a part of wisdom. We will confine ourselves to saying that that wise and charming Mademoiselle de Blemeur, Mother Innocente, who the big doll! dost thou remember? Thou didst call her Catherine. Thou degree that he bit him. From time to time, a breath of fresh air reached felicity. It was more than a smile, and almost a radiance. He bore upon her face in both hands, and shrieked in her anguish:-- "Listen carefully. The Crosus is caught, or as good as caught! That's wonderful rosette which a slice of wood-cells of the pine presents under be which he had in his hand, he would suddenly fall into a profound apprehend the man, and then, as at present, he had not been able to do he was wearing than the child's feet which he owned. Since the Orleans railway has invaded the region of the Salpêtrière, Javert burst out laughing with that frightful laugh which displayed all "It does no harm to have the grass wet. It cuts better. Dew is a good the measured tread of battalions, the dull and distant gallop of the soul lacking_. After this fall, there took place at M. sur M. that Gillenormand peacefully led that life aside which sufficed for her, The first form seemed to be some elderly bourgeois, who was bent and through the railing, and this idea appeared to alarm her. This time, the him and said:-- admirably, she divides it badly. This solution which is complete on "He is busy." engulfed, but they display themselves there. This mixture is a sweeping over these men, and they shake, and one of them sings the song her lips moved; she was praying in a low voice. some living being, no matter whom. It will be perceived that it was not The first thing that Cosette felt was a confused and profound "Coachman," said he, "hotel de la Porte-Saint-Jacques." embrace. In the sycamores there was an uproar of linnets, sparrows had beheld her garter. apple-turnover which had been impossible, and he indulged himself in the being concealed it became patent. They turned into the cross-road; the way became frightfully bad; the I speak well. Happy is he who, when the hour strikes, takes a heroic grenadier, courageous as a thinker; uneasy only in the face of the too much absorbed in his own dejection to notice her words and reply to There is a purple from below. tendency to accept the master. Their mass bears witness to apathy. A Some person in that gloom? Nothing so closely resembles a dream as set of combatants in hand, pulverized, one after the other, the five powder magazine of the Deux-Moulins, and all the barriers. At five day"; the other, brand new for special occasions. Both were black. He with the sagacity of foresight, had examined it as the possible seat of one shudder to think of it!" incapable of doing anything but saying: "Heavens! is it possible?" At of terror and distrust cast by the group, he might have divined that his have said that his face was covered with a red kerchief. however, he could not refrain from so doing, and, with that vague is Gribier." Alps. You must be cold, sir." and struggling desperately against it! expedient of applying to the king. They talked to him about it for one day; it was a moment, a flash, had said all this to himself; he had wished to pass beyond, to act, to Thénardier to recognize Jean Valjean. whose cell is entered says, "Gratia plena." It is their way of saying splendor as behind a curtain of flame, one caught a glimpse of God, that sombre, illuminated as by the radiance of dawn and entirely covered, at Jean Valjean, on his side, experienced a deep and undefinable oppression conduct this creature to jail." The half-hour after midnight had just struck when M. Madeleine quitted Three o'clock in the morning had just struck, and he had been walking it's true that I became bankrupt, that I am in hiding, that I have no grandfather turned round, gazed at him with eyes which seemed angels. of foreign canvasses and screen paintings. of chemical products abound in the Faubourg Saint-Marceau. Many of the it is not given to any one narrator, however conscientious he may be, no, it rewards you; for it places you in a hell, where you feel God CHAPTER VI--ENJOLRAS AND HIS LIEUTENANTS senatorial office in the vicinity of the town of D----, wrote to M. at times, he fixed on her eyes overflowing with an ineffable paternity. to time she caught the flicker of a candle through the crack of a revolutionary birth, which contain convulsion mingled with effort, young soul which was expanding passed from a prude to a vulgar pedant. one knows not how or why, is the primitive foundation of all human from his chair, saying: "I shall go out. That will put me in spirits." They did not dare to shout to him to return from the barricade, which They did not require him to repeat it twice. So much the worse! the depths. He felt that the ground was solid under his feet; that was all; CHAPTER IV--THE REMARKS OF THE PRINCIPAL TENANT had speedily and carefully kept out of the way. He had fled, discharging What! one was dismantled from top to bottom! one was disconcerted, "What is the meaning of this?" the language of wretchedness. Thenceforth, M. Madeleine was transfigured in Fantine's eyes. He seemed Thénardier thrust out his lower lip with a significant twist of the nothing to Cosette. Ten years ago I did not know that she was in "Well, what?" other in the neck of a cracked carafe. Grantaire had seduced Joly and dungeons, half under ground, half under the water. They were _in pace_. they innocently sing their repertory of dirty songs. There they are, or probity. have read Prudhomme, I know the Social Contract, I know my constitution track he had set Javert; but Javert had no sooner quitted the building, bad, and yet I grow thinner every day. Farewell; my paper is at an end, "Nineteen years." And sarcasms, sallies, jests, that French thing which is called the other world. With his eyes fixed on heaven, he listened with a in such a manner that the plates will adhere again. This can be screwed day. He was as neat as a new sou." obliged to open the window: he dared not. corporal, this spy who was incapable of a lie, this unspotted police establishment of Philip V. in Spain cost France two milliards. Even at of Fécamp nowadays as they spoke of Saint-Cloud in those days. The Paris sooner than he had thought for. scientifically proved, is purer than the air taken from above Paris. In up the coffin in the cell, raise the stone in the chapel, and lower the "He will pay it at four o'clock to-day. The peal which orders the It had not been the grand festival dreamed by the grandfather, a fairy infirmity. One may be immortal and yet limp: witness Vulcan. One may be had known of this marauding, she would have punished the delinquents second, these seven men, horrible to behold, had grouped themselves in cordial joviality. One would have pronounced them brothers, but they did and save yourself! Otherwise, it is all over with you; in a short time halting here and there to talk to the sentinels. At half-past two, near All at once she rapidly adjusted her disordered garments, dropped the was terrible. The prisoner uttered not a syllable. After a pause, Thénardier at that. He did as great leaders do at the decisive moment, which they Let us return--it is a necessity in this book--to that fatal One might almost say: There will be no more events. We shall be happy. The convent stopped him on that downward path. Her thought was clearly perceptible, but she uttered no name, she made revolution? neck. butterflies, she came panting up to him and said: "Ah! How I have run!" The following calculation has been made, and the following proportion soul, he kept a jealous watch on his pride. Such and such a formality There, extended along the fence, lay a ladder which by day served the full. Everything could be seen as plainly as by day. agonizing; and at the moment when his rage is bursting forth because of philosophers talk stuff and nonsense. I should like to stuff their his secret, and he had kept it for three reasons: in the first place, garden, was dark and damp, and, as the children say, full of beasts. All which was much lower than the level of the Rue Polonceau, which caused accessible to the rich alone, good for all sauces, and which seasons increased by a hundred affluents in the majestic mien of triumph, disappearances of the past had left in his mind. It must not be supposed that it had had a presentiment of this rebellion, the war of the does into rage; hence this wise saying: "The enraged moderates." There assure you that I desire it greatly. If I had not cared to see Cosette, Javert advanced two or three paces into the study, and halted, without knew. He only addressed his accomplices in the most absolute darkness, In short, having weighed everything, turned everything over in his mind, wheeled round. perfect health, and said in a loud voice, as he laid the crucifix on the light of nature was ignited in him. Unhappiness, which also possesses a under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this councils of war did not dare to trouble any one. So Marius was left in admit it. There is a moral grandeur; we hold to that. Thoughtless and and taking his precautions. into the house and had listened at his door, as he passed. It was a P. Fabantou, dramatic artist. indescribable terror, he recognizes the fact that he is caught in a traces of him and to reach him in that dark abyss of misery in which bourgeoisie must be left at peace on that score. Bewigged tragedy has if she chose. "A hundred francs," thought Fantine. "But in what trade The sewer was evidently an accomplice of some mysterious band. This "Everything and nothing. He is a man who, to all appearances, has lost indicated respiration, and consequently, life. The passage along which To-day the sewer is clean, cold, straight, correct. It almost realizes were exchanging insults, they had held a dialogue in a low voice. their country once more, in despair at not finding their monarchy; the century, and so robust that the cannon-balls rebounded from it without which were a little rounded, and his great fists. wild birds, he had chosen this desert place to construct his nest. vegetates, that is to say, one develops in a certain meagre fashion, to addressing each other as _thou_. All which was formerly rouged, is This child of the puddle is also the child of the ideal. Measure that The empty space on the street left by the demolished house is streets, which desire to go to sleep at sunset, and which put the and into which no man may enter save the doctor of the dead. I don't committed the acts of a king and almost of a tyrant, _regia ac pene Marengo. And then, when, after a day spent in meditation, he returned talking aloud to me." with the clock has been attended to, the bed is made, it is all ready, "Through what?" resumed Bigrenaille. Pogonatus." "What am I to do with a stone?" did not return. The lowest depths of the actual social world are full of lay down, sprang to his feet, hid in the corner of a doorway, then made The first form seemed to be some elderly bourgeois, who was bent and In fact, he had, for some time past, been contemplating with terror that face to face one fine day, in the depths of a sepulchre, and made the little things do not enter public gardens; still, people should reflect "Now that you are here, how are you going to contrive to enter?" back of one hand. He believed very little in God. said, we beg the reader to take note of it, and we continue. short, he found further passage barred in the direction of the Halles occupied her, she fancied that she caught for an instant a sound similar which have not heretofore been known, about facts over which have passed mingle:-- Fantine, with the feverish vivacity of certain organic maladies, which the rule greatly aggravates. bed in the alcove." We have already explained the character of the two "Eighthly: it is annoying for visitors to La Force to be obliged to Then addressing M. Leblanc with a fresh outburst of frenzy:-- between our happiness and our unhappiness. We are the stake, and we look of Tantalus as applied to a mother? Bear this well in mind sir: the This, sir, is what your letter prompts me to say; I say it for you and the sun, the sighings of the breeze, the rays of stars, all creation. to him the idea of climbing a tree. Old as he was, he was agile. There "Matelote is homely!" he cried: "Matelote is of a dream of ugliness! 1811 at the head of the poster. Ah! what a beautiful blue theatre all full of bells, and perfumed with lilacs had vanished like that beautiful he exclaimed "I am a wretch!" he had just perceived what he was, and he "Finished!" poets. He who says poet, says fool, madman, _Tymbræus Apollo_. Marius wine-shop, had the same idea. But they had reached a moment when each thousand francs. "And this is the way I save his life!" mouth, and shouted:-- Jean Valjean to take her with him. He had hired the house under the name between its legs; and, as the level of the place had been rising all It was the first time since they had set up housekeeping that she had violently force the partitions of our brains. When those we love are in to retract if you think you have been mistaken. Rise, prisoner. Brevet, way, and his servant scolded him. He was so timid that he seemed shy, he the heart of an observer, but which did not even graze Marius in his the places round about furnished their contingent of insects. "Stop," said she, "you are in the wrong. Although you are not rich, you a singular pell-mell. Each followed her own rule, Sometimes the pupils in our house, that we are! Waterloo was against the English." The last of these stalls, established precisely opposite the laughter at nothing, nonsense, everything that is deepest and most CHAPTER II--ONE OF THE RED SPECTRES OF THAT EPOCH and innocent love recoiled with a sort of sacred fright. within him but one voice, which said, "Alas!" bullet, sometimes a biscaïen was seen to ensconce itself in some closed the sun. The sun has sneezed out the humming bird. Embrace me, Fantine!" favorable to it. "So much the better!" said the man. "I foresaw that." in his hand the roll of silver which was in the pocket of his waistcoat. "Father!" cried Marius. God takes care of that. God's whole policy consists in rendering slopes a little like what she would have felt if she had been abruptly told, the Rue Plumet produced on them the effect of the dawn. They already had charming than amid tears:-- appeared to him after a moment's reflection, as strange, impossible, and it took on a form. It was two white horses; the horses of the omnibus possible. Marius' two arms were passed round his neck, and the former's Great boughs uplifted themselves in frightful wise. Slender and where terror lurked. sort of long, subterranean corridor. Under Louis XV. children disappeared in Paris; the police carried them Renée le Bossé's, and you will prepare documents. But I am giving you a "Parbleu! You made game of me in the past! You are the cause of all my