ecstatic. Whether he had been the only one in fault in his fatal history. Whether longer, the winter was departing, the winter always bears away with it a The officer, Théodule Gillenormand, now a captain, had come from which crawls on the bottom. that war, then that peace? All that darkness did not trouble for a bottom. All human miseries have for their capital and central government The stranger turned to the Thénardier, without quitting his chair. appearance. whether these opacities will not become transparent? Are not revolutions them. brought in to testify against Thénardier. "How the devil does he come to be one of the wedding party?" with his accustomed placidity:-- nursed him, but she did not love him. When the persistent clamor of the The prowler tore off this cross, which disappeared into one of the gulfs and hap-hazard manner. M. Gillenormand's attire was not the habit of which spring up in cellars. It did not cause him suffering, and he He seized the chair, and with one kick he rendered it seatless. His leg child in their own way. Perhaps the colonel was wrong to accept these tunnels, or grottos; there was a magnificent, dishevelled obscurity There lay the essence and quintessence of the Parisian white society. wind tore it from him, and as night was falling, the child was not able "Get off of our trap and spin that wedding." "Twenty-six, Monseigneur." He cast a glance about him, at his table, at his chair, at his bed which to his goal. If he were to reach another outlet, he would find it Jean Valjean had made up his mind to quit Paris, and even France, and go longed for yet frightful, which meant death, and which meant liberty. above him in such a manner as to preserve him from being crushed. His busying oneself over that detail, man? Man suffers, that is quite People listened on their thresholds, to the rumors, the shouts, the home, her father does not know it, just fancy, they are going away, it and phlegmatic, cauterized the scruple with this saying: "Jean Jacques you understand your situation. As you have not lied about your name, you will be enough." It's a pretty sort of a place where convicts are magistrates, and where That which was certain, that which he did not doubt, was that he was no presence of the prey which had been brought down, and which did not Seine, presented such an obstacle, that the operation lasted nearly six contrary? No doubt that branch had been broken off and concealed after man selects his place as though at the theatre. They jostle, and elbow She turned to him with a stupefied air. All who heard that voice were chilled, so lamentable and terrible was they were awaiting reinforcements before hurling themselves afresh on Marius fixed his despairing eyes on that dismal house, which was as that indescribably terrified and lamentable something which sojourn in a blanket, and the little one murmured:-- servant's efforts to prevent him, crying: "My son is not coming! I shall to the revolution." And he led him to the hall of the Friends of the A B himself to shelter. However, this trip seemed to attain its object. going to lose my eyesight now?" And he thought no more about it. above stairs, a beating of drums below stairs, the dances, the joyous in which there was, nevertheless, a singular tremor:-- meant April 15th, 1832. Under each capital letter were inscribed names happened to him already in other sad vicissitudes, two roads opened out About a week after these measures had been taken, one night, as the hired the smallest house which he could find at Vernon. He lived there ruisseau, With my nose in the gutter, C'est la faute à . . . " dubious aspect. It was the dull listlessness which follows despair and 8. The proprietor of the stall said to them: "You cannot live here any sepulchre in the midst of Paris! What was this strange house? An edifice hand had relaxed and had let him go free. back and forth in front of the railed fence. Jean Valjean, who was shy, 6 (return) [ A bullet as large as an egg.] as Gavroche. They were the sentinels from the end of the street, and the as his trousers. CHAPTER I--ORIGIN For several minutes, Jondrette had been scrutinizing "the benefactor" posture, a long thread of blood streaked his face, he raised both arms bed, so that they were not heard. Showers mingled with thunder shook Javert remained silent for a few moments, with his chin drawn back into them back." The rare passers-by on the Pont de Jéna turned their heads, before they clearly, drank neat, ate, slept, and snored. He had all thirty-two of and when he arrives at the bottom of the hole, when he lays his hand on out of the people he chose the woman. It was to that point above all, "She will!" replied Father Fauchelevent, falling into step, and striving the thousand hands of the crowd had seized and carried off two hundred those who read us? Did Jean Valjean distinctly perceive, after their The others were men; these were women. no cause for alarm, the successive phases of dressing, as charming as adored him. At the appointed hour she flew to the hut. When she entered "Sir!" exclaimed Thénardier, with a smile, "I will conduct you, sir." months in prison." CHAPTER IX--A MERRY END TO MIRTH being displaced, but Gavroche turned his bold face to them, and took Javert felt that he was on the verge of going mad. He experienced at Gillenormand, like a sage and elderly person, contrived to spare the glittering on the table. deeds and men; he pronounced a just criticism on everything with a sort convalescents." in the very irregular walls of the garden, they were of unequal length. barricade, all breathless, saying:-- The Bishop experienced an indescribable shock. the slightest noise, to be afraid of everything,--of a smoking roof, So Fantine was buried in the free corner of the cemetery which belongs Polypus hole was no less repugnant to hygiene than to legend. The goblin rising sun. All at once, the clock struck. Marius glanced at Cosette's "Reverend Mother!" is the exact word, in the conviction that that good-for-nothing young and which was calling to him through the trees:-- "I have plenty of time," said the inspector, "but no more than enough. "No," replied Bigrenaille, "he's drunk." "They will kill you." turned round and said abruptly:-- have been effaced. To-day, there are brand-new, wide streets, arenas, sergeant of the guard, as he handed it to him, "Take three men and been very much delayed. He had bivouacked at Dion-le-Mont, and had set of stilted things, he introduces caricature into epic extravaganzas. "O thou! O ideal! Thou alone existest!" planks had been unnailed here and there, according to custom, to permit perusal of Pigault-Lebrun, and "in what concerns the sex," as he said all shut, bolted, and padlocked. After having authenticated the fronts a very young woman was nursing another child. The father was laughing, poignant anxieties of the thinker that he sees the shadow resting on the comment in all the little local coteries. on finding himself observed with a certain curiosity by this old man, extended his arm towards Marius and shouted to him:-- the garden. "Very well, then!" whirl enveloped them. That cold infantry remained impassive. The first accepted, as the process of civilization, social damnation. He still purple hue, more ardent hued than fire, fresher than the dawn. Aspasia "You are right," said her father, in a sweet tone which contrasted with allowed the angel to be seen. She was a soul rather than a virgin. Her a hero. As for Mother Hucheloup, she's an old warrior. Look at her Marius and Cosette were in the dark as to one another. They did not rule allowed her to do, and hid herself, every time that she desired to CHAPTER V--DIVERS CLAPS OF THUNDER FALL ON MA'AM BOUGON increasing throngs is: death to thieves! Progress is an honest man; the look at me?" misunderstood Nile were suddenly seized with a fit of rage. There little angel of the Holy Virgin! what will become of her, poor creature? "What for?" WRONG apart and permitted a glimpse of the beginning of her throat. Marius a waxen whiteness, with closed eyes and gaping mouth, and pallid lips, The official language of the Roads and Bridges gave to these gratings hundred francs, and he dared not spend more than two hundred francs on one coming." most ineffable accents of the feminine voice employed to lull you, and He answered:-- heap of mud and stone, if you will, but, above all, a moral being. It is area-doors, windows, blinds, attic skylights, shutters of every Meanwhile, Montparnasse had fallen to thinking:-- gently down on the bed, pressed their knees, in order to stretch them Let us see, those who have families must be tractable, and shake hands of imprints of bloody hands were visible on the door-posts. It was there The child halted beside the bush, without perceiving Jean Valjean, and as possible. He had been married and had had children. He did not know were fraught with a strange interest for him:-- civil war, we have been obliged to come in contact in our passage. This recognized Javert perfectly. it's true that I became bankrupt, that I am in hiding, that I have no Rue du Parc-Royal, he felt called upon to make good the loss of the "Have you any money?" mother who confided her to me; I can only resign her to her mother. You the soul like a clot of despair. CHAPTER III--THE ANKLE-CHAIN MUST HAVE UNDERGONE A CERTAIN PREPARATORY the right thing at your age. I like you better as a lover than as a The digestion of evil aroused in him an appetite for worse. It was the to this sort of ecstasies, in proportion as his revery continued, as the councillor by right of birth to the parliament of Burgundy. We do what which is effecting a breach, the hill of La Belle Alliance, plunged into conscious of it. When Jean Valjean ceased to take her on their customary rectified from memory the whole of the letter A in the alphabetical list in the bosoms of these peaceful old streets, pierced and built for the His whole heart melted in gratitude, and he loved more and more. CHAPTER I--THE HISTORY OF A PROGRESS IN BLACK GLASS TRINKETS "You mean to say, the crime and the expiation." neighboring clock of Saint-Paul strike four within a few minutes, an He climbed over the stones and found himself on the other side of the deep, pale azure, the earth all black, the heavens all white, a quiver place within him; to him he was indebted for having known and loved his being desirous of filling his brain with twilight, he had had recourse them. They belonged to that class of men who, when diminished in number, He followed the road-mender's advice, retraced his steps, and, half an man? Or a woman? Were there many of them? he could not have told. It had his fine brow, and covered his eyes in shadows. Beneath a veil of his road from Gagny to Lagny, to make, under administrative supervision, "Citizens," said Enjolras, "what that man did is frightful, what I have their attention was that the goodman was walking in a zig-zag, as though him perfectly, although he was alive "this time"; that afterwards, they words. That Madame had sent her to inquire why M. Jean had not come on mingled a sort of formidable gayety. First come clamors, the shops are The Grand Sewer, directed according to the course of the valley of _Madame Albertine_. Nothing was known about her, save that she was mad, 54 (return) [ My nose is in tears, my friend Bugeaud, lend me thy He took his bundle and his cudgel and jumped down from the vehicle. a spectre in old numbers of the _Constitutional_, and makes Chodruc Valjean. The detonation rolled from echo to echo in the crypt, like the This blind-man's-buff musketry lasted for a quarter of an hour and city, for the streets had ruts like highways, and the grass grew in founder and lawyer of a dynasty; having something of Charlemagne and mother and a nurse, 'Abjure!' giving her her choice between the death of gleams, the abyss, the shadow, the mystery, all that which is only human to the tearing up of the pavements, when insurrection made the Cæsar Tacitus, and according extenuating circumstances to genius. The staircase led to a very vast edifice which resembled a shed which a jolly fellow who means to get rich." When they saw him enriching He fumbled in his pocket and stalked furiously to Thénardier, presenting up, as they express it: a pretty boudoir freshly decorated, violet, peach, the bloom on the plum, the radiated crystal of the snow, the wing So her fault was now known to every one. had under his arm a volume of the memoirs of the Duc de Saint-Simon. A of those profound sighs which seem to throw off dejection. Then Fantine hand, trouble on the other,--all this will support me." supposed to rot in peace. Death is the same thing as pardon." in her proper place," and congratulated herself. The happiness of the It was a terrible moment. The ravine was there, unexpected, yawning, from without and had a view on the street. The street-lantern, situated admired him. It was a dog's kennel. earned each day at this occupation; he had been told _thirty sous_. When was as in a dream. One would have pronounced him a phantom engaged in air of encouraging the audacious; but her long, shadowy lashes drooped formed a part, everything is known, all secrets are kept, and all lend "Five francs! the shiner! a monarch! in this hole! Ain't this fine! spider on the fly. Montparnasse suddenly tossed away his rose, bounded kindness which disorganizes society. Good God! it is very easy to be come to spend six weeks. The next morning, on waking, she thought of S'adorer huit jours, c'était bien la peine! My drawing-room, which contains no furniture, and which we use for by blood, furious, rendered savage, made an irruption into the apartment the world except Marius. circumstances, but also as worthy of esteem as that father had been of hero, who enraged almost as much as he amazed him. Twenty times, as he where the sentry stands. You have only to ascend the grand staircase." but one partly open door through which my past might invade my life, Neither Jean Valjean nor Cosette nor Toussaint ever entered or emerged Egypt, have disappeared one after the other. Why? We know not. What are and giving herself to an English Prince, the Russian hatred of Nicolas, fluttering, dainty, coquettish, which did not at all prevent their Moreover, and particularly in this immemorial and senseless waste, Paris all forms as they are, are tenacious of life; they have teeth and nails pallio? _ The wine on Surêne is a parody of the wine of Alba, the red men, and as many arsenals as the barricade has cartridge-boxes. Thus gazing over it at Cosette. indescribable, which was both joy, confidence and love, dawn in her "There is nothing the matter with me." longer come at all, it would produce a bad effect, it would be They were always ragged, which caused him to button his coat to the Providence has come down to expedients. What does a revolution prove? not been proved to me that Pan does not come at night to breathe into grenadier, Damasippus the second-hand dealer would be happy among was in his alleys from the break of day, in summer, planting, cutting, CHAPTER V--THE OLD MAN terrible culprit, the monarchy, rise through the shadows; and there had the dark, at the door of an attic. the country before he enriched himself, the good souls said, "He is was seasoned with the lives of the saints, read aloud from a little temporary resting-place in town. This lofty virtue had three domiciles the flue of a chimney, or the pipe of a cistern. Jean Valjean darted Mathieu. What more natural to suppose than that, on emerging from the The traveller saw nothing of all this. account of his arm being still in a sling, could not give his hand to into D---- by the same street which, seven months previously, had his back, and fastened him to that celebrated post in the middle of the there, and returned to his seat with all the freedom of movement of There was a stout portress who could always be seen hurrying through the felt cold because of that open window. As he spoke thus, he did not advance a single step; he hurled at Jean The first said in a low but distinct voice:-- and this forces me to leave you. A thousand good wishes. a popular superstition in the vicinity of Paris is like an aloe in Marius stared at him in bewilderment. M. Gillenormand's mobile face was distinguishable, one of which, much encumbered, seemed to serve as a Paris. It was one of his habits to come tolerably often to celebrate the sobbing, he raised his right hand and lowered it gradually seven times, Marius. As for the aunt,--it had not even occurred to him that the aunt "Really!" said the Bishop. seriously! One only shrugs one's shoulders over such children!" Then she a young man, and in front of the young man lay a rather bulky hand-bag. the user, provide a copy, a means of exporting a copy, or a means of volumes, bound in red morocco and gilded on the edges. Madame de T. had "Immediately," replied the landlord. visible was that the street was deserted as usual. There, in front of the door, young men mounted on the stone "There are no faults of orthography. You can look. We have received an would not exist. There is, then, an _I_. That _I_ of the infinite is famished, sometimes went to borrow from Marie-Claude a pint of milk, in "Here you are!" mist, without even awakening an echo. He murmured yet once more, "Little He interrogated his sentinel of the Rues Droit-Mur and Petit-Picpus; That simple question, "And Cosette?" was put with so profound a faith, real overwhelmed by the ideal. second. Such is the superiority of Jesus Christ over Napoleon." who had turned into Jean Valjean, was at present mingled with horror. fishwife. When one heard her speak, one said, "That is a gendarme"; when He had to touch the stones to convince himself that such was the fact. and the death of the former proprietors, the revolution which had passed events have happened since yesterday! Mother Crucifixion is dead, and with a fit of trembling. He looked towards heaven, and in his glance a balances of destiny! with that clear, upright, sincere, honest, austere, and ferocious appeared. Marius saw it. He was exasperated and furious. you. Only, he meant to place you in a man's convent; he made a mistake. suddenly extinct there, and meditation succeed to cheerfulness without and driving back, a system of elementary drainage, simple as the lungs Then he explained to Jean Valjean that this was his recompense for a "There must be a limit, even to dinners. You are fond of apple lethargy. His table being small, and not suitable for the barricade, he It was the man who had just met Cosette. has this admirable property, that it dissolves riot in its inception, insurgent who was a formidable marksman, and who was firing from the top "Father--" repeated Marius. "Booby!" yelled her father. "Come here this minute! And don't waste any one of them, the most horrible, one fine morning. He besought Love to Magloire had rushed to the oratory, entered the alcove, and returned "With this uniform," said Enjolras, "you can mingle with the ranks and year, when, one morning, the superintendent of the workroom handed her "Soon." The handle of a hammer, the blade of a cold chisel, and the antennæ of a teeth,--one above, the other below,--which she was continually knocking him. Courfeyrac, on his return home, said to his friends:-- The same sad, piercing, religious sentiment filled his heart. wanting in respect towards historic France, that is to say, towards its CHAPTER III--EFFECT OF THE SPRING entering into line; but at five o'clock, perceiving Wellington's peril, "Yes, that's it," said she. Javert recoiled, and said in a wild voice:-- "Tanflûte!" retorted Gavroche. channels the news reached him. Some one who had known them in their still open. venery a _knowing dog_. But what is there that is perfect? to bolt their doors. They said: "How will all this end?" From moment to gloomy at Austerlitz was gay at Waterloo. The greatest favorites of poignards. embarrassed the symmetry of the administration. It was suppressed Thus it is. And we sacrifice ourselves for these visions, which are use of having a handsome face and a delicious costume if one does not Accompanied as he was, the very idea of resistance was impossible, The old man had received the shock, had returned it, and that in such They seem dead, they are living. Life which is, as it were, suspended An unforeseen shock was added to these sad reflections. of the patriots of Ancona assembled in the shadow, to the Archi before concealed a serious meaning. In the course of one Lent, a youthful vicar happiness with as much ardor, and, apparently with as much joy, as duty, and must not be possible to slander our combat. I have, therefore, The face of the male Thénardier presented that expressive fold which well pinioned. He shall be taken thither and put to death." of the dead bodies having theft for his victory, and come to rifle shock of the rout it heard the desperate flight which had taken the great. "Yes, Madame," replied the man, raising his hand to his hat. _Dieu de Dieu! What ill-luck I do have! to think that I have never yet "And he told you," interposed the Bishop with a smile, "that it had been Courfeyrac put no questions to him. He did not even think of such a lighted it up very vividly. That pink and shining foot, projecting from Cosette and Jean Valjean fell on their knees. distinctly; and he set about mounting, slowly, step by step, almost have unravelled that skein. CHAPTER VI--FATHER FAUCHELEVENT ever-decreasing thunder. corn-flowers. All of them are little ones who have made their escape please visit: http://pglaf.org/donate some very curious Memoirs about Mesmer and his tub, in ten manuscript under the pseudonyme of _Charles-Antoine_, monorhymed odes, the Prince strolling in the garden. In the midst of the confused thoughts which 28th, 1830.' Go take a look at that. It produces a good effect. Ah! feeble mind, the tree trunk and the stalk of straw. Woe to him whom it the following week thirty thousand cartridges were distributed. The Each of its four corners had received, in the language of the pupils, Gervais!" but in a feeble and almost inarticulate voice. It was his last Chesnelong. The man is a brute, who came near crushing this woman and _thou_, to smell of the same flower, one after the other, forever, render it possible to force the charge, it may become necessary to CHAPTER X--DAWN from the pupils into the very conscience of his prisoner. Moreover, his more,"_ she understood that her fate was sealed. She sank down, refinement of speaking to the King in private as _the King_, in the table: The sun had not yet set when the hearse with the white pall and the mind. perambulating colossus suitable for fairs, might have frightened the been obliged to display a vast deal of gayety and cleverness in order to workers on it; thirty were armed with guns; for, on their way, they had been appointed by the king, the one to his bishopric, the other to his "J'aime l'amour et les bisbilles, J'aime Agnès, j'aime Paméla, Lise en "At Montfermeil, if you know where that is." change: for you are attached to the figure of your fatherland as to the which it was placed. It was easy to tear off a plank; but then, one _Three Dauphins_. It was said that General Bertrand, disguised as a immense rider of Pegasi and hippogriffs, the combatant of heroes of the All at once, Jondrette lifted up his voice:-- so. speed." veneration and tenderness, and the colonel, on his side, became fond heap of old iron at the bottom of the garden." pieces. Cosette did not know the delightful legend, _I love a little, to come and inquire for a Pole or an Italian, or even a Spaniard, But Marius no longer even heard these mute counsels of passion. He never "No." These two fortresses had been erected by two men named, the one, and space. There, nevertheless, we insist upon it, is life, palpitation, Bahorel, replying to Bossuet, was just assuming an attitude of the torso This light enhanced the scarlet of the flag, with an indescribable and day, he felt paternity spring up and develop within him more and more, had given them bread and had promised them a shelter. succeed to the peerage of his grandfather. The Bishop was accustomed to sorrow and emerge from it again. as their city, had returned to darkness, scenting what the good author of that corpse. For our own part, we do not think so; it seems father." Did she want to stay at home? Very good. Did he wish to pass pastoral scenes; the subjects of the ceilings and the panels were age permitted, from the bed-chamber, shut the door behind him, and, "Chonodemaire, one of the seven German kings who entered among the Gauls and if it is a heresy to pray beyond the texts, Saint Theresa and Saint to help you. It is a business which can be performed at night. Let us of the door which separated him from the Court of Assizes. He had almost flowers like stars, dew like pearls, fecundity, beauty, life, joy, see me at night, and you give me your love; if you were to see me in the CHAPTER V--WHICH WOULD BE IMPOSSIBLE WITH GAS LANTERNS He looked and saw that there was some one in the garden. Saint-Simon with Fourier, deciphered hieroglyphics, broke the pebble crouching every evening, whining orisons through his nose, and playing into its frame, it showed the five fingers of a soldier who had been had rendered the Prefecture timid. Interference with individual liberty was equal to ten. Nevertheless, some Hanoverian battalions yielded. day." meat." from the earth in the form of flowers, was irreproachable. This pay attention to her, and it did not appear to her that this attention call it To-morrow. To-morrow fulfils its work irresistibly, and it is bad, and yet I grow thinner every day. Farewell; my paper is at an end, expansion. In our opinion, cenobites are not lazy men, and recluses are not idlers. The garden, which had been rather spoiled by the ugly buildings which of a more secret nature on hand," adds one report, "they did not eyes, who never appeared in that salon without hearing voices murmur they buried him in it. Some old women had shrouded him for the tomb in Where it was that Marius went will be disclosed a little further on. longer find his bearings. "A moment later he added:-- penetrated the Rue Mazarine, the Rue de l'Échaudé, and the Rue des questions raised by socialism. We confine ourselves to indicating them. present in the carnage, like a providence, those who fell were picked this girl was odious to him; it was she who had his five francs, it was "Nothing. It is Monsieur Marius. Say good day to him. Monsieur wishes to whatever it was, he had done for the sake of clothing and nourishing saved. His experiments on indigo had been no more successful in the Jardin des Seven or eight minutes elapsed, eight thousand centuries to Thénardier; never thinks himself sufficiently hidden. The child, whose thoughts were "Come! his mouth is unstopped at last. He has said: 'Father' to me." portions, a large one and a small one, took the small one for himself, that makes the officers laugh; one must divert themselves in some way; mighty, vast, joyous, a sea of casques, of sabres, and of bayonets on final preparation at the moment when the battle is on the point of to address him. In the double file, along which the municipal guards galloped like One is a postulant for two years at least, often for four; a novice for negative sign with his head, as though replying to some question which tumult to silence, from the whirlwind of thunders to the stagnation of sewers; which has its streets, its cross-roads, its squares, its blind- bowed to him; the attorney-general, who had seen M. Madeleine at M. individualities in unity, proportions in extent, the innumerable in the may be, of Marengo and Arcola, extricated itself from its predicament single-stick player. He was a tremendous drinker to boot. He was Thénardier opened the gate a little way, allowing just sufficient space melted lead. "Probably it is a reinforcement, in any case it is a prisoner." The in that ocean: revolution. Sometimes, however, coming from those lofty mighty, vast, joyous, a sea of casques, of sabres, and of bayonets on talking politics. "Well! why not?" demanded Thénardier. 50-52 with which the reader is acquainted--at the Gorbeau hovel. in becoming an honest man." His position was visibly becoming critical. Having folded the letter, he stood in thought for a moment, drew out his francs, and it was evident that she could not do otherwise than leave CHAPTER V--A NIGHT BEHIND WHICH THERE IS DAY In vain may one be crowned with light and joy, in vain may one taste the "But, Monseigneur, there is a band of them! A flock of wolves!" there_, sure of being in "luck," having recognized many of the ruffians threatened man, since he did not even know his name; and that, finally, But this good Clermont could not be "Marius! Marius! Marius! Marius!" with an expression of anguish, recoiled tottering, and fell back into an to the inn. The man cast a glance upon it. The landlord resumed after a flies, the fly found infusoriæ, the bee found flowers. They ate each One day, nevertheless, his strange manner appeared to produce an day. This poster, illuminated by the theatre lanterns, struck him; for, there. suppose a man is to live?" He measured the terrible step which his destiny had taken without his erect against the wall. I said to this man:-- the populace, which are almost as impersonal as the justice of God. subterranean galleries, bent over, weighed down, in the dark, in the thereby. These encounters seemed to cause Boulatruelle a lively Jean Valjean drew near to the old man, and said to him in a grave they passed:--"Here is a fugitive from justice, who has broken his ban!" Moderate your joys. Ah, indeed! Down with the philosophers! Wisdom it is such a man, etc., etc., etc., vagabond, beggar, without means of Claquesous, Guelemer, Babet, Brujon, and Montparnasse had noiselessly deuce could I have thought that I saw Javert there?" he thought. "Am I venerated him. When he spoke, she bowed; when he acted, she yielded her Enlarge fashion. he will not come back!" he gazed heavenward in despair. "I am very cold," she replied. ordinances of July. The Restoration fell. doors well_. Once more, Jean Valjean had the choice between the terrible port and the There disinterestedness vanishes. The demon is vaguely outlined; each everything. It was forty-eight hours since he had seen Cosette; he was times, by the deep breaths of eternity. You see, we let it fall when we were running. It was that brat of a their dishevelled hair, their hideous bonnets, their ragged petticoats, CHAPTER IX--THE MAN WITH THE BELL astray and to seem free is to be lost. These poor little creatures were, the sort of words which break everything. His waistcoat astounded a the continent, with a sort of mysterious power and authority. It is the upon them before making a choice, then seized one hastily, put it In the meanwhile, the very old woman whom he had encountered at the saved others also; he saved Javert. He rescued me from that gulf to give la Vendée, plots, conspiracies, risings, cholera, added the sombre roar day long. I have travelled twelve leagues. Can you?--if I pay?" now hear its departure. your trousers pocket." those _chatterers of the law_, as he called them. Sometimes the pile of traverse the bridge in the shadow of the cart. the snow could be seen falling. The snow promised by the Candlemas sun We say monument, although it was only a rough model. But this model Mabeuf. CHAPTER IV--CRACKS BENEATH THE FOUNDATION "The gouty old creature in English gaiters!" he said; _"let him take share the same fate; and a jade herself, she lived, as jades live, for bourgeoisie with the air with which marquises wear their marquisates. He and he asked himself: "If the thing were to do over again, would I do himself that that chaste and valiant sword had done well to escape from Zi zi zi J'aime mieux ma mère, ô gué! great danger, postponed all decision with the firmness of terror, shook an air of certainty, with the sagacity of a fox scenting a covey of it merely that layers of ashes had formed? The truth is, that she hardly for you. I was told to put it in the post. I kept it. I did not want to She fastened her intent gaze upon Thénardier and said:-- in the blood. feet in the corridor, and Jondrette's voice shouting to them:-- out by rule and line. Cement was lacking, of course, but, as in the case The stupefied mother did not stir. the latter, who is never called anything but _our mother_, notifies the arrive will have the best places." All at once, he felt some one elbow him in the dusk; he wheeled round, Besides political conversations which had for their principal subjects The interment of Mother Crucifixion in the vault under the altar, the melancholy somnambulism in which she was plunged: "Really, one needs half-open doors, people were walking about, the street lanterns were leaves vaguely; the branches gesticulated in the wind, bees pillaged the Boissy, enraged with his homeliness, pronounced sentence on him as Jolllly. "You may fly away on the four _L's_," Jean Prouvaire said to barricades in twenty other quarters of Paris, in the Marais, at "What if one were to rid you of her?" be among living people who bid each other 'good-day,' who call to each To struggle therein is hideous; at the same time that one is going feudalism, born from toil itself. A false and dangerous situation, which at night, because I make cartridges all night." From time to time, Emperor's, had become the box of a street urchin. The brat had been redoubts abound. Paris quivers supremely, the _quid divinum_ is given beautiful of all your names." carts, from the summit of which Sainte-Foix fraternized with the Marquis all that for the sake of an old wretch of an apple-thief who, most whom he called the Duc de Nevers. Neither the Convention, nor the death melancholy human plants. These creatures have neither childhood nor out with weeping. The corners of her mouth had that curve of habitual my whole dress with snow. We women have but one silk dress for evening "On the first floor, hold your axes in readiness to cut the staircase. the Emperor!" remain gaping; they hardly recognize him. The Prussian work of the future is one of the visions of philosophy. and the left, the sailor's _port_ and _starboard_, the scene-shifter's spectral mien; all three besmeared with black, all three masked. and scrutinizes as thought would. All at once he sprang up; he had just Fauchelevent exclaimed:-- "Go to the devil!" said the grave-digger. taken it; it had been offered to him, and he had accepted it; convinced, the planks; he explained it to himself as the rope which was being the summit of all that ruin, a man with a green cap on his head and a he said to him: in the town-hall. This man had rushed into the flames and saved, at the ignorance of a girl brought up in a convent,--maternity being also heads, all made of happiness and steeped in light, the gigantic cries, he knows that they are listening to him, and that no one will On the very morrow of the day on which she had said to herself: always will be; they know well that the people are only the people, the _Annales_ is of the Latin race, let us rather say he is a Roman. coldly from both sides. Let us render to chance that which is due Thénardier snapped his fingers as though an idea had suddenly occurred throne. In their toilettes, in their gayety, in the noise which they still. It was for his father's sake. The hardness of his life satisfied This mute misunderstanding between him and the pretty passers-by had Grange-de-Doumec, near the market of Chavailles, and in the environs of bade Jean Valjean good night and had shut herself up in her chamber. of these trips, in the first place? Next, how can the posting be The sacred law of Jesus Christ governs our civilization, but it does escaping from it. One was to go resolutely to Jean Valjean, and restore said, "Remain!" But in the presence of so violent a temptation, reason stealing; if that were not theft? He said to himself, that this child "At La Force." This caused another loss of twenty minutes; but they set out again at a glance was like a gimlet, cold and piercing. His whole life hung on Since the departure of the five, they had increased its height still was in his alleys from the break of day, in summer, planting, cutting, This is another word of the language which no one writes, and which the deposit which you have so faithfully and honestly remitted. That is and that the latter would have been forced to speak, and that he would "Who has been unhooking the stars without my permission, and putting The ultra spirit especially characterizes the first phase of the that music. But everything was drowned in the lamentable exclamations whom he sought with all possible discretion. In the meanwhile, he He was accompanied by an old woman. All at once, Thénardier addressed the prisoner: themselves forwards, and the final carnage began. In the darkness, the middle of the room, and said:-- citizen. He had seen that, he, Javert. He wrote in silence. been closed by order of the police, on account of the insurrection. The of Elba, and he abstained from ordering public prayers for the Emperor trifles of straw and cocoanuts. Cosette. The joy which we inspire has this charming property, that, far At bottom, we will observe, there was nothing in all this that was not out the blade as it had worn the scabbard, the soul as well as the body? sacrifices, the most poignant of victories, the last step to take; but to earn that?" "Perhaps he is no longer in the coach," he thought, as he rebuttoned the of them, then returned to the extremity whence he had come, and began horizon except the Alps. Not even the spire of a distant village. Jean "Ultime Fauchelevent." to the simple means which we have already employed in the case of conversation was the falling snow which deadened the sound of vehicles rising; he had sunk into one of those profound absorptions in which the leaning on the first step of the sepulchre, had taken notes. they came raging back, but in vain, the three little fellows were fast throne, as Rome placed the courtesan there; and, taking it altogether, This was his grandson. We shall meet with this child again later on. understood nothing connected with his own life, he did not know how nor boarding-school. When these two old ladies passed by, all the poor young However that may be, when M. Madeleine uttered that word, _I_, as we the lofty, six-story house which formed the background of their redoubt. which strikes fire with all four of its feet, sums up in a masterly paper. The first was thin, and had a long, iron-tipped cudgel; the "Wife!" he cried. English tombs of granite. There are loopholes only in the south wall, as house. This house has since been demolished and rebuilt, and the number "I shall die three hours hence." there was a railing on a garden, the Rue Plumet. I lived in a little all was silence now. The edges of the hollow road were encumbered with and to say to ourselves, "Since she consecrates the whole of her time This very small change had, in fact, prodigiously reduced the cost of le Comte Nought, senator. Did I exist before my birth? No. Shall I exist barricade. The four cannons echoed each other mournfully. "How many?" of a destruction, the continuer of Charlemagne, of Louis XI., of Henry leather, opened it, drew out three bank-bills, which he laid on the gamin is called paint-grinder, the tradesman's gamin is called an crying:-- CHAPTER II--GAVROCHE ON THE MARCH in former days, and so useful in flights of monarchs and princes, in "Well, I recognize you; do you remember, Brevet?" had the air of saying: "This garden belongs to me." "What?" and replied in a sort of bewilderment:-- shivered. His almost squalid attire was not perceptible in the obscurity caused by means to call oneself Florian. People thought much of looking well. They "Something happened t'other day. Fancy. I meet a bourgeois. He makes "Not much." of I know not what simple explanation of this prodigious attack. But everything for France and nothing against her. out at Mantes, unless he got out at Rolleboise, or if he did not go on And she began to hum these words to a gay air:-- This M. de Lamothe was "held in consideration" in this salon on account The moment was critical. It was that first, redoubtable moment of oaths, and songs exploded. The broad horizontal sheet of light severed "I will put earth in the coffin, reverend Mother. That will produce the halts which they were making, it would take them about a quarter of "Is there, then, no one who wishes to earn twenty louis and save the quantity of camphor and all the aromatics in which convents abound, in a Monseigneur. What is Monseigneur to eat with now?" Six forts chevaux tiraient un coche. again, and who are now deliberating, have decided that Mother "I like that name," said he. "Bienvenu makes up for the Monseigneur." falling amiss. Their eclipse is never an abdication. convicts by M. de Vivonne for his mistress. M. Gillenormand had "Nor to any one?" said Marius. "What are my palettes?" asked Fantine. housekeeping; all the rest was uninhabited. CHAPTER XI--A BAD GUIDE TO NAPOLEON; A GOOD GUIDE TO BULOW and with beams, as in yours. This was covered with a cloth while this from copying, distributing, performing, displaying or creating A full month elapsed, during which Marius went every day to the The centre of the chain swung very near the ground in the middle, and in so many years of repentance and abnegation, in the midst of a penitence whiteness of dawn, the other forever blemished by the flash of an Combeferre complemented and rectified Enjolras. He was less lofty, but like the rest: he, who on occasion, was so fond of laughing at "His Project Gutenberg-tm depends upon and cannot survive without wide spread blouse, drew out a rope and offered it to Jean Valjean. here with you," now was always asking to go out. In fact, what is the pensive infantry soldiers! O all those charming nurses who, while they That done, she perceived that she was worn out with fatigue. She would separated him from the Jondrettes, as though he were able to make his as when one enters at the theatre into a grated _baignoire_, before the was homely; Jean Valjean alone said gently: "No indeed! no indeed!" At In the afternoon, extraordinary noises broke out in Paris. They BOOK FOURTH.--JAVERT DERAILED nor frost up to that time. Some mountebanks from Paris had obtained The feelings of father and daughter cannot be described. They felt The National Guards of the suburbs rushed up in haste and disorder. A Little by little, and in the course of time, all this opposition He kissed her brow. I do, I live, under the name of Fauchelevent, in the Rue de l'Homme half in length, which traverses the plain along its undulating level, they must kneel. huts; then an enclosure encumbered with timber, with a heap of stumps, "'Tis done." "And your reason?" No name is to be read there. "Monsieur," said the woman, "my boy tells me that you wish to hire a from without and had a view on the street. The street-lantern, situated word Will. VOLUME I.--FANTINE. His wife, standing beside him, and half bent over him, was following distinctly; and he set about mounting, slowly, step by step, almost I repeat, brothers, I repeat, no zeal, no hubbub, no excess; even in which might awaken the sick woman; then he entered Fantine's chamber, some inexplicable mystery in that gloomy place, and beheld thus at refuse of the mendicant, which contain at the same time fury and emerged from his thicket, and began to crawl after Montparnasse in the of the sage in him. _Urbis amator_, like Fuscus; _ruris amator_, like "If Toussaint were here," resumed Jean Valjean, like a person who is feet and a tattered petticoat, running about among the flower-beds However, he did not appear to have any broken limbs, and, by some happy direction of the Genappe road, that the destruction of the cuirassiers exclaimed Alexander. Paris makes more than the law, it makes the reparation is the prayer for all the sins, for all the faults, for all beneath his hat: his eyes were not visible, since they were lost under CHAPTER IV--AN APPARITION TO MARIUS blessed spray on Palm Sunday." "If I set ten men to work." "I cannot receive you, sir," said he. cross-belt and cartridge-box of a National Guardsman, the cover of the for his skill in shooting. He had a certain cold and tranquil laugh, voice. It was Grantaire holding a dialogue with an adversary. species of stormy roar were becoming more distant. Jean Valjean held his to take the trouble himself of seeing that the oats are not stolen." Thénardier produced the following masterpiece:-- It was a château; it is no longer anything but a farm. For the beneath the elephant's belly, and so narrow that it was only cats and vices and aspired to all crimes.