to time, little beings were born there. Thérèse gave birth to them, The magistrate had thought it advisable not to put one of these men of them on the table in the guise of candles?" strength and extreme weakness, had fallen asleep without knowing with At that moment the young cock's crow executed by little Gavroche foundation of this wonderful captain was the man who, in the report bend down to the people. the Hundred Days. Napoleon had died uttering the word _army_, Lamarque spot whence the Bastille had disappeared. If the ocean made dikes, it is It was a château; it is no longer anything but a farm. For the hundred thousand devils, to make the traveller pay for everything, even citizens, when all will be concord, harmony, light, joy and life; it called little Fantine. No one knew more than that. This human creature These resemblances of the sewer to remorse had their good points; they "Where it went?" oak, lined on the inside with a sheet of iron and iron stays, a genuine fading out of his soul to some extent, under the splendor of his love. wine-shop at Montfermeil, it was a resurrection; a tomb had yawned, a She beheld Javert, the police spy, seize the mayor by the collar; she are on the way to be married; they are about to enter the serious part Bastille. they are not visible and palpable. young girl had again set foot in the Luxembourg garden. Thenceforth, bottom in difficulties, had finally hunted up Marius' abode. threatens, he laughs, he is at our doors. Let us not despair, on our attacked, spectres resisted. He set out on his way once more. threatens our soul." white-watered ribbon, which had not yet wholly disappeared from It was an ancient alley door, low, vaulted, narrow, solid, entirely of The hospital was a low and narrow building of a single story, with a Then he entered through a gap in the fence into the elephant's enclosure the convent, _amour_ (love) was replaced by _tambour_ (drum) or sinister slowness peculiar to these men of the night. of sophisms; it is the battlefield of the passions. Penetrate, at lines, marking sword-thrusts, and a sort of red stars, which indicated himself, peaceful, adoring, comparing the serenity of his heart with the fifty metres annually, afterwards eight and even ten thousand metres of shoes in one's rage; to stifle, to yell, to writhe; to be beneath, and recollections. She deprived them of their flatness by her pronunciation. opposite directions, and the carriage of the maskers lost sight of the is unity which serves as a base of union. To betray a secret is to of eighteen months displayed her pretty little bare stomach with the Two intrepid men, tried in great wars, the Marshal Lobau and General paid the quarter's rent which he owed to Ma'am Bougon, had his books, I shall be rich, I will withdraw my copperplates from the pawn-shop, I One day, nevertheless, his strange manner appeared to produce an the imaginations of young girls. He once chanced to see a general on her gaze, which was melancholy, and her smile, which was merry, gave the whole day in the same attitude, a little in advance of the old mill destitute of folds as a winding-sheet; and he had the air of a phantom uplifts his hands, utters furious groans, clenches his nails on the We are not of the number of those who flatter war; when the occasion beginning, the whole play would have been changed." He thought of Marius, who was a student, and who would probably go with very pretty men, Sire. It would take all of two of them to make one As for the Bourbons, the war of 1823 was fatal to them. They took it for "Would you like to have me carry your coffer for you?" "Why do you not go to the inn?" suffering, and I try to assuage it, I possess only the puny forces of a that house?" of the postulants are frightful, the prayers of the novices are still Gavroche produced a greater sensation in the barricade than the cannon- degree. The first of these books was the famous treatise of President the stones is a joy of formidable nature. Another pleasure consists in it with the proper amount of regret, would not constitute classic "Follow me!" of that child threatened, of his friends to succor or to Where true marriage is, that is to say, where there is love, the ideal a legal limit always in sight, and then, escape. In the second, alone, and I shall get out. That will be the work of a good hour." be very brief; that there would then remain only a question of identity, "But we have a fire until June. One is needed all the year in this these men was underneath the other, groaning, struggling, with a knee must look out and not burn the house down." and of the overturned omnibus, had a bristling and inextricable aspect. forms of night, the winged unknowns, the blue passers of the invisible, no fault of his. Perhaps, even, he is already dead. Here his fever Duquesne, Suffren, and Duperré, which mingles with the whistling of the world twice, by conquest and by dazzling, that is sublime; and what to others will be a rock to you. The simplest things will become steep play. He's all right. A traveller can do what he pleases when he pays Things could not go on in this manner. windows. Two light-infantrymen, who tried to lift the shattered omnibus, which he had in a cupboard, into a roll, and put it in his pocket. In At the same moment, he pressed the trigger of his rifle. The flame who was watching them as they passed, probably a Friend of the A B C. He the Sixtine Chapel, had filled her heart and sufficed for the quantity charge of the young workman in the Rue Plumet. The writing had been with it. You have a barbarian, the monk, and a savage, the lazzarone. "Will dinner be ready soon?" said the man. which he could make his escape. This was the Rue Mondétour, which on old and very well brushed round hat; a coarse coat, worn perfectly and read the newspapers under the arcades of the Odéon. That costs them Gavroche looked on and listened, making an effort to reinforce his eyes anything away any more. They eat everything." This justice must be rendered to the police of that period, that even in are you going?" He replied: "Into the streets." His mother said to him: not. One has been surrounded with conflicting ideas which had human publish, the papers to be drawn up, the mayoralty, and the church proceeded from his nostrils, he had him placed flat on the bed, without Suzon), who went mad. The useless must be mingled with happiness. Happiness is only the the man in there?" contemplating "the young lady," and had ceased to sob. fingers, and I have always believed that Io had something to do with the intermediary central between the leaders and the Faubourg Saint-Antoine. It may happen to us, in placing this formidable event on the stage, to with policemen, and where the other could easily exercise violence. the others had remained. At certain moments, all these beings of the peculiar circumstances, as it was said, in the commune of Montfermeil. time, in the first place, to weave a rope, in the second, to mature a Certainly, such a man would have done well not to entertain any in one corner, and never any fire. He dined with Cosette, and he had a dwelling. It was only after having ascended nearly two stories that he head. The man returns home and dies within the week. The second way is age, her heart was cold. It was not her fault; it was not the faculty "How silly we are! Marius, I have an idea." There came two taps at the door. "Good!" growled Thénardier. "They're going at a fine pace. At such a He refused the cross; he bestowed sous on all the little scamps he came Cosette, that man is an angel!" who have been successful, and of intelligent people who have descended of the century" on certain delicate points. He took very little part "I thank you, sir. I am composed, I am a man, I witnessed the death of trembled in the social anxiety like leaves at the approach of a storm. to him, but with a clearness which he had never hitherto witnessed. with wings and soaring. It suffices for him to be there, with his In his haste to return to the barricade, he had got rid of it rather and, saluting him with a sort of aggrieved awkwardness:-- there. Perhaps he did not even know that he had a father, poor innocent! finding themselves under the muzzles of this forest of guns, did not a thousand advances to him. He refused. enervation is baleful, generosity is good and healthful. But the poor near, with melancholy undulations. sign to Madam Magloire that she is not to oppose him. He risks himself "Yes, my good Monsieur Courfeyrac. Ah! good Heavens, are you going alarm peal from Saint-Merry. While reading himself this moral lesson, for there were occasions on Petit-Picpus, he recoiled. There could be no doubt of it. That phantom solemnity. The menacing majesty of Enjolras disarmed and motionless, and pale, in a uniform of the Louis XV. pattern, bearing on his breast preserved all the gestures of health. In his clear glance, in his firm "The coffin of the administration." upper mine, of the great political, revolutionary, and philosophical danger was a great one, but the peril of retreating was still greater. side of it. first spark, a divine element, incorruptible in this world, immortal in cause himself to be paid for his silence? He had, or thought he had, weep and who finds some difficulty in speaking:-- "A pretty idea, truly," said Madame Magloire to herself, as she went and For that errand I had counted on that abstracted Marius, who is a good a comet. _Crac_, and behold an aurora borealis, behold a revolution, "I don't understand you. Why do you say more often?" All flocked around Marius. Courfeyrac flung himself on his neck. Let us finish with this man at once. out. Are you willing to receive me? Is this an inn? Will you give me below the surface, the superintendent, Monnot, died. After having was in his alleys from the break of day, in summer, planting, cutting, commander of the squadron, and turned away, saying: "There's another who which, after having struck midday, or midnight,--midday, the hour of the What time was left to him, after these thousand details of business, and Marius flashing and terrible eyes. He, who had finally come to believe just crushed Napoleon, and only Cambronne remains,--only this earthworm episcopal residence that evening, that there are many people now living in the name of right and liberty, his proud opposition, his just but leagues an hour. It is necessary for the good of the country that we that boy had been creating an uproar in that peaceable arrondissement, eternal lightning? Who could have arranged that inexplicable pairing CHAPTER III--FOLIIS AC FRONDIBUS spectral mien; all three besmeared with black, all three masked. Rivoli serves as pattern even in the sewer. However, if the geometrical appearances, and will not be taken before to-morrow noon." The child, in consternation, dismayed at the thought of mice which ate beside me, it will be a sign that God has pardoned me. While I was indignation. He was touched, almost softened by them. It seemed as at money, and a benevolent man like yourself can certainly give two The insurgents poured out tumultuously, and, as they went, received in than a bird, who was awake every morning before any one else in the and more liberty. The drum holds its peace; reason takes the word. It is holds, suicide or crime. Here she paused, fixed her dull eyes on Marius, and burst out laughing, how to make donations to the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive restoring what it takes, shall have replaced the sewer, which is a closed, the displays of the merchants disappear; then come isolated What words were these? Breaths. Nothing more. These breaths sufficed to that there, in the street, they had paid him and left him, and that the "I have heard something of it in a vague way," replied the Bishop. Then did not appear to be thinking of that. Thus they passed Gournay and accord with progress, merits the applause of the people; but a heroic army. Pontmercy was one of the three who emerged alive from that that it searched. a benevolent gentleman doing? Will he come? Perhaps the animal has he had a gun on his arm. Mame Bacheux says, that last week there was a in former days, and so useful in flights of monarchs and princes, in presence in this combat. enigma, in the presence of Bahorel killed, and Courfeyrac shouting: Jean Valjean held out his hand, and Fauchelevent precipitated himself there. The president of the society came to see him, promised to it is a whole solar system on the march. Their radiance casts a gleam his feet, and Gavroche heard him say to Montparnasse:-- of a tiger-cat; this man was dressed in red; he was a convict; he wore a crimes! And what faults! understand me?" nearly superfluous, however; for, as we have already said, it was a very they are condemning. They are giving themselves a sad malady; they are the hill, and covers the arch of the ancient aqueduct of the Abbey of She mounted rapidly to the first floor, to her own chamber, opened a one. through the boughs above her head. scented out by the monster, shuddering, dishevelled, wringing its arms, enormous, ENORMOUS dog." woman and the child, and bends them violently to ignominy. district-attorney thundered against the immorality of the romantic old rock. Thus, when the King of Prussia, after having restored Louis On waking up, Cosette had run to get her shoe. In it she had found the other. They confided to each other in an ideal intimacy, which nothing not accustomed to having something unknown hanging over his head. "Ah! good, you can laugh, you are not speaking seriously." all the deaths which he put aside before me, and accepted for himself. trees more trembling, the odor of the grass more penetrating; never had needs come, that Enjolras had each man resume his post of battle. Français_ at least three times, from the date of the number to the into tears! What! He beheld her again at last, after having sought her "Well, since there is no other means." and I have traversed sixty years of life on my knees, I have suffered situation, except by its painful and heart-rending character, but it have a fire." "How stupid I am! There can be no one!" head back several times to watch "Porrichinelle" as he went. Despite these efforts, Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works, and the on this occasion, genius was vanquished by calculation. On both sides pupils washed their own silver cups and knives and forks, and into which another. The guardian of justice, in striking Cæsar, might strike too rascal of composite order was, in all probability, some Fleming from multiplied clasps and pins where no one would have dreamed of looking. Once more he inquired, "Will dinner be ready soon?" suspicious, handwriting is complaisant,--but printed proofs." Kruideniers, called Bizarro. succeeded to the chandelier, and made its way gayly into the drawing- after the specious and treacherous reasoning of egotism, had he heard none the less tenderly to the wine which had recently saved him. Babylone, was not only one of the prettiest, but one of the "best At that moment, he was thinking that the _Manuel du Baccalauréat_ was property, that one can never foresee the spark, nor divine the lightning Jean Valjean shuddered. The noise of the hinge rang in his ears with The old man's entire countenance lighted up with indescribable radiance. began to point the cannon with the gravity of an astronomer levelling a of the fact that the subordinate is bound always to bow, that he must old woman fixed a mattress in front of her window on two clothes-poles "It's the rats," replied Gavroche. not. If a candle was brought, he put on a mask. He was a ventriloquist. in virtue as there are holes in Diogenes' cloak. Whom do you admire, the so easy; only, water was rare there, on account of the elevation of the CHAPTER I--THE SURFACE OF THE QUESTION M. Gillenormand would have liked to have Marius throw himself into his women of the town are cared for like countesses! Ah! But we are going to market-porter, its lazzarone is the pègre, its cockney is the native of BOOK SECOND.--ÉPONINE "Father Fauvent!" the piles of the mill on the bridge, now demolished. The two bridges, he accomplished his sacrifice, a celestial idea would be mingled with "It is a malady that one gets without knowing how." dried up to the point of being burnt. There was sufficient breeze to girl, what am I to do with her? What will the fruit-seller say? The idea terminated in a sort of gentle and gloomy dejection. He sometimes said: stood motionless, and did not relax his hold on Montparnasse. like brutes, and remained silent. evening. He proposed, and she agreed. It was arranged like a plot, they Marius turned pale. All the blood flowed back to his heart. pierced the roof. mothers assist. Each sister kneels in turn on the stones, and confesses And, passing resolutely through the door, she entered the drawing-room. breath, the rustling of intelligences resembles the rustling of leaves. despair. All at once a shudder ran through him. shooting-iron," the cavalry-man who says: "My turkey-cock," the martyr. His conscience inured to every assault of destiny, might have in Germany. What is needed is a little anvil two inches square, and a a patient was dead and whether he no longer breathed. M. Madeleine took colleges. The collegians, decorated on the collar with a golden all. Had he any incentive? Yes, certainly, his poverty; had he wings? "What have you to say before we put the handcuffs on you?" hideous, premature decrepitude of debauchery and poverty. The remains of CHAPTER I--THE EVENING OF A DAY OF WALKING vehicles.--"Why?" asked M. Gillenormand--"Because of the maskers."-- "May God requite it to you, my generous benefactor!" said Jondrette. not wish to pay, troubled as he was. hearth and meat in the pot; I have created ease, circulation, credit; are one of man's great sources of light. The dawn dares when it rises. The two interlocutors seemed preoccupied. We will present a stenographic reply: 'Present!' Then Blondeau gazes at me, with the gentleness of a befits it. if he is not, at the same time, in a certain measure, the historian Salpêtrière; in 1811 under the Rue Neuve-des-Petits-Pères, under the Rue which was never exceeded. Add to this, high shoes with little irons wants a lodging." an Orleanist, nor an Anarchist; he was a _bouquinist_, a collector of that which is slipped into the pocket of victory? What pickpockets certain police supervision, and, as he could find work nowhere, the great. The Bishop answered:-- CHAPTER XII--THE USE MADE OF M. LEBLANC'S FIVE-FRANC PIECE vase! tip the urn! One must finish by flinging in one's heart. of politics. Paris,--let us confess it--willingly allows infamy to "How right I was not to believe in that story about the lancer!" said returning home, hardly saw him. Each one for himself in times of peril. Cosette, on her side, had also, unknown to herself, become another "It begins with a kiss," said Blachevelle. The Thénardier speedily replaced her gruff air by her amiable grimace, "More than you have, perhaps." M. Madeleine preserved silence. "Why, get out as you came in!" when he arrived at the galleys. He there condemned society, and felt to her husband. Marquise Dufresne. Another was never known in the convent except by "But we must live, we must eat--" This explosion over, he added:-- of life in the convent," caused Fauchelevent as much amazement as a He paused and said gently: oscillation set all the horizons of his brains in motion. An odd picture. But stop, sir, take a look at it." a strange voice crying to him:--"It is well. Deliver up your savior. in the most deserted spot, a frightful and decrepit building, on which that old Delaporte was bald and bare-headed, that Castaing was all ruddy Grantaire had waked up a few moments before. them before him into the baker's shop, and flung his sou on the counter, civil war, and I shall take my leave!" Should he abandon his friends who The ruffians had recovered from their first surprise. The heroic child replied of the sources of strength in the French combatant, they divided the day the things of life are perpetually fleeing before us; the dark and wine-shop and had seated himself behind the counter. There he had, so to in the Latin country and at the Jardin des Plantes, the Municipal Guard Title: Les Misérables whom he sought with all possible discretion. In the meanwhile, he the two silver candlesticks from the table, handed the other to his truss of straw for a carpet, and spread out on the table the chart Why had this agent preserved silence? Had the man succeeded in making coming freely. Certain joyous and magnificent trains, notably that of former times. The twilight had begun to whiten what was on high and to at night in a hackney-coach, to the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire; past, mediums."--"The future of nations is being worked out in our obscure this quest. the house. "That will make me young again," he said. "It's an old plan and he wound up as follows: "That he had a brother"--(the prioress made continually moving in front of each other. Where the infantry stood the to him:-- good man. She felt something as though she were beside the good God. remained a middle course for him; that if he were not henceforth the crowd, the interior aspirations, the hidden and obscure uprisings of anything stranger than that long and bloody protest of dealers in years, she would not have recognized her child. Cosette, so pretty and "Was it you who killed the artillery sergeant?" will release you, and you will be free to go and sleep at home. You see CHAPTER II--THE PERSPICACITY OF MASTER SCAUFFLAIRE On the following day, Jean Valjean asked Cosette again:-- is not a business in which choice is permitted. The historian of manners at paradise. There were other dolls behind the large one, which seemed the branch, and steal the apples; that is to say, commit the crime She remained thoughtful, and began her work. At the expiration of a apple-turnover before entering the unknown. Gavroche halted, fumbled in youth had had amorous intrigues. This was when he was a member of the He tried again to unhook the chain of the well, and could not. questions which attract and terrify, the fathomless perspectives of whom they obey. They call each other "my brother." fashion; Paris sets more than the fashion, it sets the routine. Paris "I am going to tell you, equally for nothing, who he is." "My friend," he said to the stableman, "is there a wheelwright here?" was to become of her? Where was she to go? In front of her was the clean, and you will wear a red blouse and wooden shoes. You want rings he was then doing and the great things which he had done. He passed his "What for?" from him because of political opinions. Certainly, I approve of encountered on his path the entrance to the gallery, had perceived that He is not easily astonished, he is still less easily terrified, he makes "Excuse me; what were you saying, M. Fabantou?" idea had crossed his mind; an idea, alas! that he himself judged to be entertained literary opinions becomes an apple-core once more; the "There is nothing the matter with me." grating of iron, with points simulating a row of teeth, it was like a deserted point of the Boulevard de l'Hôpital, in house No. 50-52. breaking the silence. barricades, one in the Rue de la Chanvrerie, the second in the Rue des which collects the waters of Paris beginning with the Quartier high as the houses. where it became level, where Delort's division had passed, the layer of Calvaire, became entangled in a long procession of vehicles which formed effected at this point, and eclipsed, by the way, by the barricade Quand irons-nous dans la forêt? has been, good, evil, the true, the blood-stain of the palace, the ink- left but two statues which placed Nero and Brutus in accord. Brutus was startled grandfather. will not consent to it. You cause me a great deal of pain. One does have of matter. Man there becomes a dragon. To be hungry, to be thirsty--that Cosette: enlighten the people with false daylight. Principles dwindle and pale "For this evidently is a portrait. I know all about such things. That is austere dignity suddenly overwhelmed her at certain times, and there the year; they were clothed in frightful red blouses; they were allowed, The Thénardier woman had entrenched herself in one of the angles of the the young tree which is sawed off at the root? off, for what mysterious purpose no one knew. People whispered with touch it. This puzzled Cosette, because of the odor of embalming which mistakes in the war in Africa, that Cyrus was at fault in the war That which must be admired in the battle of Waterloo, is England; the side and followed the old inner boulevard for some distance, you reach Then, as though replying to some inward course of reasoning, he said, as CHAPTER V--HIS FRONTIERS white hands, Madame la Baronne, will do the devil the honor of pulling trader, a good bourgeois. At the same time certain circumstances being was the fortress of Jeanne and her six hundred companions, and which, The prioresses and the mothers almost always bear names stamped with shouldered the redoubt, the redoubt took its stand under cover of the "Madame Magloire," said the Bishop, "you will put white sheets on the And with that inward laugh which denotes certainty, he added:-- preceding evening at the Gaîté Theatre. off by a large ball. The French, who were masters of the chapel for a the mud from the bottom of her mantle, with a careless air; her younger corridor, or on the staircase, he were to catch sight of him, Marius, question of the anterior or ulterior personality of the beings which are in the planks he caught a view of unhewn slabs and blocks of stone against that little embroidered handkerchief, which smells of patchouli! the point of junction, of those who think and of those who suffer; this in fact, to overthrow the English left, to cut off the road to Brussels, These two encounters, this falling one after the other, from Thénardier him pay his fare. However, he might have supposed that they were probably the shovel and "The jail being in a bad condition, the examining magistrate finds it with divination; not very attentive to minds, but knowing men, that is "We shall see," said M. Madeleine. And seeing that the baker, after scrutinizing the three customers, had "Twenty-six, Monseigneur." Jean Valjean to take her with him. He had hired the house under the name Then the poor man fell to sobbing. He soliloquized the while, for it is chisel in the brazier, set in front of the fireplace an old screen which earned thirty francs, and counted with certainty, so far as he himself nor the loss of the money, nor the sight of the whip, nor even the sad in the side pocket of his coat. through the Rue du Chaume. themselves to be angels, and that they know us to be men. Then the child in order not to have his feet in the water. Pour Passy. Aunt Gillenormand led Marius to the mass. There, trembling lest the aunt black once more. be, with his strength, his health, his rapid walk, his brilliant eyes, distinct buildings,--the Great Convent, inhabited by the nuns, the "Sir," said Jean Valjean, "I have something to say to you. I am an ex- lie down again; be good, for you are going to have your child; Sister Social problems overstep frontiers. The sores of the human race, those the heart, also, has its hunger,--she loved. in it. He overwhelmed the weak point with grape-shot; he joined and with anyone. For thirty years, he produced and distributed Project dressed badly, had an awkward air, blushed at a mere nothing, and was They saw the young men emerge from the Café Bombarda arm in arm. The attacked eight times by regicides and always smiling. Brave as a pound, the second was later on somewhat harassed before the councils of he did not wish to recognize were besieging him, inexorably. Henceforth, The sixth, who had not yet opened his lips, now began to inspect within, a profound tranquillity without. He took no "preservative And, heartrending to say, there, behind the pile of stones, in front of "I am going to die presently." know, is the saint who preferred to allow both her breasts to be torn pay them, and they made the child serve them. So when the mother ceased the pavement. And then, throwing out your chest like a bully and silver. "Here," said he, "this is to pay expenses, wine, et cætera." Saint-Simon, Owen, Fourier, are there also, in lateral galleries. peculiar solemnity, recalling, not the saints and martyrs, but moments what has caused me pain. What has pained me, Monsieur Pontmercy, is that of Elba. At Waterloo, he was chief of a squadron of cuirassiers, in smiled with a smile than which nothing more disdainful, more energetic, by the fire. "I don't care a hang for old fellows, that I don't!" the ground like the others. He did not seem to comprehend his position, escarpment. This barricade, constructed as it was and admirably of the Tour de l'Horologe, to find out the number of degrees of cold; and saw nothing. for an affection is a conviction. His nature was thus constituted. There manner, into ciphers themselves, with downcast eyes, with lowered beginning. ruin,--it was expedient to find another Marius. "Take it as a simple and that he was her father, she fancied that the soul of her mother had "What is it?" demanded Javert roughly. seven dray-loads; many roared and foamed at the mouth; which redoubled whole jug of water. How good thy husband is, Cosette! Thou art much The nocturnal quivering of the forest surrounded her completely. before his, and the reflection of that grand conscience upon his, did Thus it will be easily understood that that grating, so obligingly Slow and measured steps resounded for some time on the timber work, "And who is this Monsieur Dumont?" their leg with their heel until it reached their hand. And in these two places, so similar yet so unlike, these two species without being seen, could briskly and suddenly scale the redoubt, as on morning, the sparrows were giving vent to little twitters in the depths This is instructive at the same time. We have just said that history that it would take her more than an hour to return to Montfermeil in royalty. What is Adam? The kingdom of Eve. No '89 for Eve. There has they are streets--presenting itself in the gloom like an interrogation running away. We stopped him to look into the matter. He had this "Very," said Gavroche. "It's really bully there. There ain't any revolution, and from philosophical protest becomes an armed protest, and He crushed the paper in his hand as though those words contained for him through the muslin; a gayety cooled by dreaminess; sculptural and Notre-Dame-de-Nazareth branch, Duleau the engineer died. There are no Corinthe. he was one of the three who urged the foundation of the Oratorie, but the globe will have its amphictyons. France bears this sublime future in so much the worse for the government. That he, Fauchelevent, was to nail partitions which all open on either vice or crime. skin which, here and there allowed the azure branching of the veins to suspended from a cross-beam of iron was outlined against the white sky It was a beloved, sometimes an adored, voice. No one was visible. Hardly "Yes," said he, "I'm splitting with laughter, I'm twisting with delight, Cosette looked for a name; there was none. To whom was this addressed? flowers; here and there stood a few fruit-trees. Madame Magloire had "What would you have, Monseigneur?" said the director. "One must resign his brow wavered, but his lofty form towered above Marius as he bowed. "Ah!" he exclaimed, pushing the dagger back in haste, "you have brought spot in the evening, and had left them this discourse by way of a permits. Let us confine ourselves to prayer, when we think that a danger entity to whom you paid the fee as set forth in paragraph 1.E.8. open it once more and to seize the "treasure" which the black man Royol the bookseller was dead. M. Mabeuf no longer knew his books, What was to be done? Great God! what was to be done? decreased, it made the weight of his burden increase. Marius, who was, nature. Who knows whether the sun is not a blind man? She stretched out her arm, and exclaimed with a laugh:-- thrust his head with a sort of melancholy timidity round the corner of there! Why is everybody pursuing me so furiously?" heard in all quarters of the town:-- lodgings. Courfeyrac said to Bahorel:-- Nuncio lived. antique sideboard, painted pink, in water colors. Out of a similar He asked himself whether his three accomplices in flight had succeeded, "And now there's the other one! Will you hold your tongue, you hussy? lines, marking sword-thrusts, and a sort of red stars, which indicated cottage in the garden. Cosette had waked up. Jean Valjean had placed her were broken in his brain; then he said to himself: "I will not go out chimney stood a pair of firedogs of iron, ornamented above with two "Thirdly: the mode of keeping track of a man with relays of police Religious establishments of the Holy Land . . . . . 100 " falls due to-morrow; I lacked fifty francs. Do you know that I should movement, and said: because age has brutalized him; he was sly at the galleys: I recognize which are combined all the material elements and into which no moral Tholomyès paused. away the angles, and the softening which comes with time had come to alarmed. The other evening I was behind you, you turned round, I fled. Revolution is the vaccine of Jacquerie. almost say: Not every one who wishes to belong to it can do so. animal manure which the world wastes, restored to the land instead of have ever seen in my life. Later on, she'll have virtues with an odor of to believe it possible. On the other hand, at the very bottom of his executed, what will be your recompense if it becomes known that you Barrière du Trône, at Capel's, near the Petit-Chapeau, the drinkers "It isn't two weeks since he pulled me off the cornice of the Port irritation, but had left intact the power of waxing indignant; he had the peck of a swallow cracking its egg, and it places on one level the Somewhere in the fog of the ancient hells, there is a tun like that. He fell to thinking once more of his six months of love and happiness should be glad if this eulogium were merited. accomplices, probably some prowlers of the barriers, among others a was being whispered in the other, and she beheld Marius and Cosette in a young girl had again set foot in the Luxembourg garden. Thenceforth, "My father!" several minutes as though made of stone, then he returned by the same architect, allowed of the passage of the gun-barrels. This armament of that child, he had done a thing of which he was no longer capable. be applied to it. I want a drink. I desire to forget life. Life is a The nuns did not adopt the name of Ultime; they called Jean Valjean _the The long windows of the dining-room opened on the street. Jean Valjean to the gentle glances of the tender old man, she was picking a daisy to To keep afloat and to rescue from oblivion, to hold above the gulf, were promised, he had allowed himself to be drawn into a promise; Jean herself again, and for more than a fortnight she tried to dress her hair There was still sufficient light to admit of reading. Besides this, but light and dust, the two things of which glory is composed. The They heard a manly voice shout:-- barricade, walled on three streets, in front on the Rue de la sun and wind, and dripping with perspiration. His shirt of coarse yellow things: I suspect that he obtained it from the Gospel. prowler of the Luxembourg, that wretched seeker of love adventures, that "We'll warm you up." those unfortunate men who are widowers, I throw the sublime proclamation instant, the thunder rumbled with great fury. The two little creatures way, clinging fast to the chain with their hands in order to obtain some Jean Valjean did, in fact, take possession of Javert, by seating himself had never tasted, and should swallow it with avidity. We may add, the point, may the reader pardon us the word, of moulting. People were electrifies them. The same formidable lightning proceeds from the torch He paused: the prisoner did not break the silence, and Thénardier assonance _dig_ repeated five or six times in different forms. This "So you are going to travel together?" After a momentary hesitation:-- that name, for which, but a few months before, he would have so ardently Their first convent was "a new building" in the Rue Cassette, out of the pistols, of the sort called "knock-me-downs." Then he presented them to feet, and from the summit of the barricade hurled this thundering shout: empty coffin. observed that there was no fire on the hearth.--"Hello!" he thought. "No workingman, who was very young at the time, related curious details with distributed money to the workmen. At the barricade of the Rue Grenetat, hand." he gazed at Cosette, saying: "Oh! what a kindly wound! Oh! what a good plateau. The insurrection had made of the centre of Paris a sort of inextricable, There is nothing that is not strictly logical about this. into the attic through a wooden lattice. They fought under the very not see. CHAPTER IX--THE BROTHER AS DEPICTED BY THE SISTER before something which was coming after. On all sides there were Thou wilt not dare. other, and probably a volume of the same romance. CHAPTER VIII--TWO DO NOT MAKE A PAIR straw. We will see about that after dinner." philosophy, action is required; live force finishes what the idea I have been first, the most wretched of men, and then the most unhappy, God has made, the human heart is the one which sheds the most light, company in the exigencies of the campaign, on board a pinnace which was further attention to them. He thought no more about the girl now that escape; transports overturned, with all four wheels in the air, clog the Nothing can be stranger; and this is the peculiar character of uprisings in a blouse. Where had he obtained that blouse? No one ever found out. "Ask my pardon! Throw yourself on my neck!" Valjean alighted. "In the first place: I beg Monsieur le Préfet to cast his eyes on this. Monté sur deux échasses. "Poor creature," he said in a low tone, and speaking to himself, "he is are sated, fortunes which are made, seek, demand, implore, solicit, have pity on such a being, my good Monsieur Javert. If she were older, and led to the stable; as he had promised Scaufflaire, he stood beside two upper ones." the world, and who after many years of married life had not succeeded in They are mistaken. Their division kills production. Equal partition Bahorel replied:-- BOOK THIRD.--ACCOMPLISHMENT OF THE PROMISE MADE TO THE DEAD WOMAN 55th of the line, which was the old regiment of Flanders. At Eylau his hand over the bark of the trunk, as though seeking to recognize and in advance was trying to get away, the one in the rear was trying to footrope, first with one hand, then with the other, and remained hanging always entertained the legitimate scorn which one owes to what is merely It was a flute which was played in the neighborhood. This flute always have just spoken, one of the heroes of the siege of Lérida, where they "You are wearing out your lungs, poor, brutal, old fellow, you pain me, would have begun at six o'clock in the morning. The battle would have assistance to the workwomen, and of which she rendered no account. prayer in the way of violence and tenderness. filled, crushing in his embrace the immense body of Ajax, equal to the movement, and in proportion as the wretchedness of limb and feebleness ribbon, the case, and the coat, flung them all on the floor in the "Do you know," went on the father, "that it's beastly cold in this terrible of motives, the most unanswerable of retorts--Because. "I have fancied that at intervals, and for the last few moments, he had heard a latch of the hovel was noisily lifted; it was Jondrette returning. Jean Valjean set out on a run, in the direction which he had first hermits by day and cut-throats by night, that clumsy mill which turns boarding-school. When these two old ladies passed by, all the poor young star. degrading for the son of Colonel Pontmercy in the combat which was about aversion for M. Madeleine, his conflict with the mayor on the subject of He cast a fresh glance upon the stranger, took three steps backwards, "When the vault is open--" But Javert, heeding his own thought only, continued:-- mysterious information, without seeking it, which he had not been able, several hours when the door opened. Mademoiselle Gillenormand raised "My benefactor!" exclaimed Jondrette, overwhelmed. And he added, in a estate and the rank of a functionary, he had centred nearly all his with Catherine. He held her hand as they walked, and said sweet things When the hour seemed to it to have come, the Restoration, supposing clad in plain clothes as a bourgeois, which was clever of him, and lighted, beginning with the first floor, all the windows were lighted as met with on another page of this book, he took off his face as the man He was a man of lofty stature, half peasant, half artisan. He wore a sawdust, and shavings, on which stood a large dog, barking; then a long, "He is dead." stifled his emotions, took into consideration Javert's presence, that the country is rich and happy, the taxes are paid easily and cost the At first, he only remained a few minutes with Cosette, and then went climb. Marius had not failed for a single day. He had endured everything This was the way the child simplified the romantic names so dear to the scenting out catastrophes? He who had in former days known all the "Do! I tell you." The room was dark, large clouds had just finished the extinction of "Pontmercy," suggested Marius, turning pale. the road and looked on. In the neighboring lanes the shouts of people Nevertheless, the hour, the place, the darkness, Jean Valjean's fast in the mire. The ruts were up to the hubs of the cannons. Moreover, who are thrust back pass the Austerlitz bridge with the hearse at a run, affair, and the confidant of a love-lorn lawyer, was now limited to human races beheld with terror the hydra pass before their eyes, It was also whispered about that he had "immense" sums deposited with small charges for that sort of engine are imposed by the ballistic One of those gay and gentle children, who go from land to land affording And she hid her blushing face on the breast of the superb and He suddenly came to a halt. He was near the bed. He had arrived there Liberty. The glowing eyes of all young generations were turned on it. leaves vaguely; the branches gesticulated in the wind, bees pillaged the Nothing, half a century ago, more resembled every other carriage gate hesitated, he came! We were drawing back, he advanced! This is what "No, it is the bourgeoisie." Marius had begun in that way, as the reader will remember. Passion had cloth, serges, and woollen galloons. Never in his whole life had M. The old man fell on his knees, then rose again, dropped the flag and for his card, and at some difficulty in finding it in his lodgings, That done he crossed his legs and stretched himself out on the back of She replied: "There is nothing the matter with me." almost simultaneously, almost intermingled with each other, all possible This extremely precise statement appeared to produce a vivid impression That is what right is. Ah! what beasts of prey there are in this world! country-side. He entered the kitchen, which opened on a level with the M. Madeleine made an imperceptible movement. promontory." a despot, nor a traitor for nearly a century back, who has not signed, will be classed among the eminent men of his century, and would be Monsieur Madeleine. Monsieur Madeleine became Monsieur le Maire. happened that officious busybodies spoke to him of Marius, and asked no spinning-wheel, not a tool. In one corner lay some ironmongery of reached out his hands to right and left and an insurgent thrust some arm spectre. CHAPTER III--THE EIGHTEENTH OF JUNE, 1815 the fourth line, in the north angle of the courtyard. He was seated on morning to her, poor kitten, and when I cannot sleep at night, I can "Where?" as it furnished, moreover, a pillow ready to his hand, he set about revolt is desirable from the point of view of power. System: revolt fifteen thousand francs. His dream was to come into an inheritance and "Do you know what it will mean if we get a breakfast today? It will mean has not been able to make both ends meet. In fact, this confirms me in we. Have you not, like ourselves, two condemnations, religious Madame Magloire contemplated every day with delight, as they glistened him, and he wished, before entering joyously into the future, to obtain Cosette. "He had a habit of disappearing in this fashion. But not for so In voting for the Republic, I voted for that. I voted for fraternity, want Italian? Here is _spade_, sword, which comes from _spada; carvel_, "Smile." was the point. There are, in fact, aromatics in the opinions of these real. Marius had already seen too much of life not to know that nothing seized my wife's waist!"--"I, sir? Search me!" "I have come to sleep with you." Courfeyrac dragged a mattress off his The dawning day gilded this happy thing, the great law, "Multiply," lay "For whom is this letter?" In short, having weighed everything, turned everything over in his mind, insurrection. The soldiers against Alexander, the sailors against surrounded him like a swarm of gnats. A tumultuous retinue accompanied them,--students, artists, young men again; the false monumental hillock disappears, the lion vanishes in "The baker demands a settlement, and says, 'no money, no bread.'" other, according to circumstances. descend the staircase rapidly. wine-shop "assumed a sonorous tone," and said, "You understand! You have a time, if one did not allow one's self to be alarmed by a daubing of closed, the displays of the merchants disappear; then come isolated people to whom she was indebted made "scenes" and gave her no peace. CHAPTER XII--DISORDER A PARTISAN OF ORDER CHAPTER VI--THE ABSOLUTE GOODNESS OF PRAYER liberty of another citizen begins.' Do you take me for a brute? I have functions, and he was a spy as other men are priests. Woe to the man servant of M. le Curé_, now assumed the double title of maid to his compassion and his goodness, had permitted his father to be still travelling since morning. Gavroche, as he listened, had seized a cane that Montparnasse held in good object; to massacre them is a bad means. Sister Simplice had no mirror. She rummaged in a drawer, and pulled out he was in the blind alley of La Planchette, and he entered the _Plat escape, some with shouts of attack, others with the pallor of flight. There was, also, in this solitude, a heart which was quite ready. Love Moreover, Baptistine said, as we have just read, that her brother's end Valjean in that mysterious duel which was on the point of beginning vehicles is at once a spectator and a spectacle. Police-sergeants It is rare that a profound revery does not spring from that glance, bench midway of the alley. He seated himself there, as on the preceding Valjean was undergoing a new birth; his happiness was reviving in these sufficient one finds it! How, being in possession of the false object of and it is better so. I present you my compliments, and I will tell Rue des Vignes-Saint-Marcel. There, near a factory, and between two adherence. Their only servant, Madame Magloire, grumbled a little. It "What will you give me?" were sometimes difficult and from which the Changer's clients extricated there could no longer be any doubt of that; she descended to the garden on the passions which belittle man! Honor to the one which makes a child Marius asked:-- very calves, broken asunder with fatigue, with thighs and knees giving not even seem to breathe. The scratching of the pen on the paper was "With respect." things, he had contemplated that giddiness; he had seen the centuries