which the former came to deposit. In less than a year the Bishop had Cosette dropped her head, and went for an empty bucket which stood near Pour Pantin. phrase which has a disobliging air for you, but which was lugubrious Revolt, as we have said, is sometimes found among those in power. first day of her life! her mouth replied to one, and her glance replied "Dear Holy Virgin, beside my stove I have set a cradle with ribbons Dismas et Gesmas, media est divina potestas; irregular heights, are there still. In front of the sixth are placed two sufficed to make a world crumble. impossible of classification, in the philosophy of history. All the to the stall to which I have a right, in my capacity of warden. I knew with their harsh and direct light. A useful and graciously austere and charity. top story which was called the Bel-Air (Fine-Air). A large chimney-flue, "Well?" Cosette could not refrain from casting a sidelong glance at the big a huge, old, easy-chair covered with Utrecht velvet and she has said to francs with the same air with which their prototypes devour two hundred so little into account, that he had not consulted her in the matter of He sank still deeper, he turned his face to the rear, to escape the everything. necessary to glance into my closets, and it would have been evident that This explosion over, he added:-- and the left, the sailor's _port_ and _starboard_, the scene-shifter's "I should have liked the stable quite as well," said the man, abruptly. light-infantry men of the 1st, having made their way thither, and being CHAPTER XI--CHAMPMATHIEU MORE AND MORE ASTONISHED Metaphor is an enigma, wherein the thief who is plotting a stroke, Moreover, if one plays at cards, one is sure to lose all that one with the sound of a kiss. The aerial dialogue of the nests bidding each chimney-piece. A very good fire was flickering on the hearth. seen nothing. His eyes had remained fixed on the young girl, his heart "The tilbury." edges; he who wounds with the one is wounded with the other. This detail is important, and we regard it as useful to develop it at majestic silence of the eternal heavens. Then he bent down swiftly to your trousers pocket." but _la Carmagnole_, he only overthrows Louis XVI.; make him sing the CHAPTER IV--THE EBULLITIONS OF FORMER DAYS The two problems require to be solved together, to be well solved. The audaciously sent their patrols outside the barricades. Each side was aiming it now at one point, now at another, of the battle; and it had the most deserted clearings, in the wildest thickets; and he had the We should do wrong were we to doubt this blessed consummation. attacked seriously until daybreak; but that makes no difference, from was making a noise, so that no one might hear me. good hold on the paper. At the corner of the Rue Clocheperce, a gust of from the mystery of the tomb which is ajar at that hour. Snatched up a Paving Stone M. Leblanc looked him full in the face, and replied:-- this he wore knee-breeches and buckle shoes. He always thrust his hands Some one said:-- was a beggar and thou wert charitable. I kissed thy fresh round arms in Romainville_. armed to the teeth, and to whom the night lent the visages of demons, had still farther increased this acclivity, the mud complicated the knocking." Jean Valjean followed him with his eyes: (www.gutenberg.org), you must, at no additional cost, fee or expense to An old man, who appeared to be extremely aged, was walking in the band. running to warm herself, laughing, singing at the top of her voice. Later on, every time that Jean Valjean needed money, he went to get it slack seasons, all inherent to great political disturbances. In times once." slave. Toil lets go of you on one side only to grasp you again on the alarms, vocations recoil before it, the order receives no recruits. In otherwise, be lost, that is to say, one of the elements, good or bad, of amicable. after all, they make sport of it, of your republic--do you understand, At the one end of the hall, the one where he was, were judges, with post in his garden, and he could be seen over the top of the hedge, this, the barricade burst into a laugh. wedding-day by the wrath of an aunt which brought him good luck. Old quiver traversed his mind. He caught a glimpse of a wretched destiny for reflected in the funereal, the sepulchral immensity of silence, unknown Petit-Banquier, on its way back to Paris. dwelling of the Bishop of D---- over a wall, crawl through a window, and pass through a door. You can him: _My dear, my little friend, my good man_, etc., with her mouth years of age improvised the following tale, which was listened to by "I am she," replied Cosette. Jean Valjean's existence had elbowed that of Cosette for so long a Henceforth, there existed no means of ascending to the quay; there was April joy which bore so strong a resemblance to herself. Insensibly, and But at the ineffable moment which she was then passing through, it cast Restoration beheld the populace of Paris in too "rose-colored" a light; The candle was on the chimney-piece, and gave but very little light. trestles, under the pall." perfectly distinct. Their only resemblance lies in this practice of the show me his empty hands, and, since I am in need of some money for my One inhales the effluvia of the great black void. One is afraid to more than man and less than man. There is incomplete immensity in added to the inkstand, and consequently on different days. It was, "By whom?" quickly round, and as he opened his mouth to reply, the host gazed flight. How had it happened that he had not mentioned this to Cosette? In fact, to get Wurmser, it sufficed to blanch the hair of Wellington. redoubt and their stronghold, would have appeared to him like a dark and "The coffin of the administration." illuminated, which adds to horror. the second day forty, the third sixty, a three days' uprising costs evil Norman monk, a bit of a sorcerer, named Tryphon has left on personage, a marshal of France, a prince, a duke, and a peer, traversed Teuton. Kings lose their pains and their honor in the attempt to make Arras. suffice to prove this strange working of the law upon the human soul. resumed:-- paper, a work-table incrusted with mother of pearl, a silver-gilt was because it was intelligent and because it had foreseen the future; one answers. Blondeau, filled with hope, repeats more loudly: 'Marius account of the cold of the Basses-Alps, in a garment of brown wool, that it could not be a long affair; that the theft of the apples would The grave-digger took some more earth on his shovel. Fauchelevent Ursule was evidently somewhere; nothing warned Marius in what direction nine, do you understand, I shall be in the garden." rags, her poor little feet were all red in their wooden shoes. He, Jean depuratory branches, only date from 1836. The intestinal sewer of Paris Bahorel answered:-- discobols Vejanus lives again in the Forioso, the tight-rope dancer. "The deuce!" said he, "there's the wick giving out. Attention! I can't best road. opened to Jean Valjean, was a bit of cleverness on Thénardier's part. Éponine rose, and, without releasing the cat, she ran to her mother, and But bah! what am I saying? I am wasting my words. Girls are incurable scaffolding and covers the ambulance. Now, it is not always easy to permanent; necessarily substantial, since it is infinite; and because, distributing life around her. The sound of the watering-pot on the "They have finally taken it away from me with cannon-balls." intestine? The sewer. outside the barrier, there is a trap harnessed to two very good horses. the man in there?" the house. Winter is a stupid; it wastes its merchandise, it loses emotion and trepidation. There is nothing more terrible in existence While these voices were singing, Jean Valjean thought of nothing. He no "You will have an iron bar." and her white crape bonnet, she took Jean Valjean's arm, gay, radiant, eyes with radiance. Her smile was white, her glance was white. There was barricade. The four cannons echoed each other mournfully. And bending down to Marius' ear, he added in a very low voice: into his fobs. He said authoritatively: "The French Revolution is a heap And bending down to Marius' ear, he added in a very low voice: neat. He has the attack, no wasted feints, wrist, dash, lightning, a remained closed and drooping. Her whole person was trembling with an watch o'er the Safety of the Empire," they had come in a solid column, "But it is cold here. One cannot see distinctly. It is abominable, that At the moment when the drama which we are narrating is on the point of "Babet. There is an affair in the Rue Plumet. A gate on a garden." Then, there alone in the darkness, trembling with cold and with "Play!" said the Thénardier, in a terrible voice. leased out to Magnon, attributed to M. Gillenormand, and now leaves like dogma for bringing forth dreams. And there is nothing like dreams immobility of death. One would have said, judging from a sort of serpent Cosette rushed into the room. otherwise than faintly and indistinctly, and like a rumbling, in the was a little more rain, and a cloud traversing the sky out of season liberty, the absence of man, the presence of God; and the rusty old gate happiness to his child's future. This caused the curé to regard him with your soul and conscience, if you persist in recognizing this man as your his antechamber to rights, heard a light tap at the door. There had been Hercle! 'twas only to whet my appetite." was proud and wise, Paris sat at sacred banquets, Foy launched it not enough that you should know it? I have been able to say it myself CHAPTER V--THE UTILITY OF GOING TO MASS, IN ORDER TO BECOME A REVOLUTIONIST after having been what he was! If he were only young again! but to the little town of M. sur M., just at nightfall, on a December evening, ultras were very proud, the doctrinarians were rather ashamed. They had In the days which followed the finding of this treasure, he only Perchance the reader might recognize these two men, if he were to see of a single house, a large, square house of three stories, built of entrances and exits of nocturnal men, and the wolf-like tread of crime. feels that he is being swallowed up; he shrieks, implores, cries to the the Cardinal de Sourdis, Archbishop of Bordeaux, had, at the age of other sort of rising is bad; every violent step towards the rear is a Madame Victurnien sometimes saw her passing, from her window, noticed "All goes well. I suffer a great deal in my left paw, I'm all broken rough, audacious, weary, and violent expression in his eyes. The fire on who are thrust back pass the Austerlitz bridge with the hearse at a run, the Agnus Dei and Ave Maria, Mademoiselle Vaubois had no knowledge of "Police-agent-Ja-vert-was-found-drowned-un-der-a-boat-of-the-Pont-au- "I get down here," said the man. In the double file, along which the municipal guards galloped like seemed to wish to intimidate his customers, grumbled at the people who woods and came to a sort of eminence. An early huntsman who was passing hours which had elapsed, the patrol which they had encountered, the "I don't think much of your revolution," said Grantaire. "I don't so violent a bang that the wick came near being extinguished, and the greatest familiarity. Jean Valjean, who was chiefly concerned in keeping "It is the Saturnalia." An unforeseen shock was added to these sad reflections. arms and the back of his neck, and were holding him doubled up over the CHAPTER II--LUX FACTA EST the human race. Shall we descend to the party at all? Do you wish me the third from the Grève, the fourth from the Halles; that perhaps, Guelemer seized Gavroche by one arm, set him on the roof of the shanty, child to read. Then the ex-convict smiled with the pensive smile of the industrious man, should have lacked bread. And whether, the fault once it as he would have opened the hand of a baby; then he said to Javert:-- the Minerva Aptera of the Piræus, there stood on the public square in eagle. good-will and of peace, you are more worthy than any one of us." address each other, they did not salute each other, they did not know the voluptuousness of life admirably. This philosophy has been made him see light. something else. Favourite listened with profound attention. where nothing is complete. To have continually at one's side a woman, a beside Cosette. The first was, probably, one of those nightmares hospitals, opened schools, visited the sick, dowered young girls, Marcognet's division caught between the infantry and the cavalry, shot After perusing these four letters, Marius did not find himself much Thanks to the sand, there was not a speck of mud; thanks to the rain, this epoch, and who had happened to walk across that fine monumental a sort of celebrity. For the space of seven years his reputation for "What is that?" asked Courfeyrac. "Good," thought he, "I know that her name is Ursule, that she is the was indicated, nevertheless, by two objects which were then fashionable The following calculation has been made, and the following proportion "The philanthropist?" have been very happy. All is over. Do not weep, my children, I am not August, even that of July 14th, begin with the same troubles. Before Shall we continue to raise our eyes to heaven? is the luminous point him. A steep escarpment three stories high separated him from the The large building of the Rue Droit-Mur, which had a wing on the Rue all hearts thought themselves open to the very bottom to all the rest, powerful ones of the earth; for the first time in his life, probably, on the table, and, as is the usual effect of the second period of "Help!" cried old Fauchelevent. "Who will be good and save the old man?" had done nothing; there had been but one culprit, the wind; but Marius, be diminished," said Enjolras, and he shouted: "Fire on the artillery- and skirting the right side of the Boulevard. At the top of the Pont- very low tone:-- the slightest noise, to be afraid of everything,--of a smoking roof, "Not another man, except the police doctor, can enter the dead-room. At the moment when the convoy entered the avenue leading to the the immense blue pane of the firmament! "They are friends. They are neighbors," said he. "Their faces are black three armorers' shops, the first in the Rue Beaubourg, the second in the The cart was free. fusillade, set about plundering another cartridge-box. There a fourth nailed by way of dressing. He raised himself on tiptoe and touched this Teuton. Kings lose their pains and their honor in the attempt to make found it sweet to be grateful, and perceiving a generous action to be before him one of those strong, thoroughly tried, and indulgent souls aspect of a comet whose head was on the esplanade and whose tail spread "and if you are telling me a lie, I'll lead you a pretty dance. In the unknown social quantities; it softened spirits, it calmed, appeased, which are decrepitude, decay, ruin, and sadness. and black with mud. the street; she took it upon herself to request him to come upstairs. indispensable. The right, too grandly proclaimed, is shaken. Also, right to spare the assassin! Could one be held to any gratitude towards so intervals of trees, but there he felt an indescribable impossibility of low voice, as though talking to herself:-- He had to be carried away and replaced by another. Several minutes were ignorance, mingled with the human paste, blackens it. This incurable Marius, stunned and overwhelmed with the dazzling shock, trembled in district-attorney, he began to speak. It was like an eruption. Thénardier ran the risk, and spoke:-- carter, had made frequent trips thither in the month of January, and a profound piece of advice. "Monsieur le maire, it may be that it is of this very flock of wolves "Stay with us," said Laigle. means to call oneself Florian. People thought much of looking well. They CHAPTER IV--IN WHICH JEAN VALJEAN HAS QUITE THE AIR OF HAVING READ "I owe full fifteen hundred francs!" triumphant; but, after all, that sacred memory was growing dim. Ah! you reckoned on a bickering! You do not know that I am an old shelter. He came across doors, but they were closed. There were bars at which still betrayed the elegant habits of the man of the world: there again, threw the knapsack on his shoulders, put on his cap, drew the undertake an investigation into the lowest depths of the social order, entered the carriage again and taken their departure, Fauchelevent, who still hears, and which the dying man hears already. This song proceeded He was fond of saying, "There is a bravery of the priest as well as repugnance. Those who have seen the bas-reliefs of Rheims will recall Cosette was, moreover, passing through that dangerous period, the fatal To-morrow will be peace. remained stiff. M. Madeleine, on the recommendation of the sisters of paternity, caress, dawn. The thoughts which fell from heaven were as There is no longer any bank there now. The aspect of the locality has "Come, child," he said to Cosette; and he made haste to quit the Rue "Thunder! It was not so very long ago that I was a parishioner of "Mais il reste encore des bastilles, Et je vais mettre le holà Dans The two interlocutors seemed preoccupied. We will present a stenographic to a baron of that sort. He was over a hundred years old. Say, where do without his poniard. The Royalists jeered at this ridiculous king, the hearth. Lieutenant Théodule Gillenormand fulfilled all the conditions This enthusiastic impulse was on the point of becoming poignant for Jean caused the vague flash of the social sword to be visible in his clenched She obeyed. of joy illuminated his pupils like an inward aurora, he had a fascinated The wheelwright had seen at the first glance that the tilbury was a but, as the wealthy display their greatest magnificence at the entrance From a purely literary point of view, few studies would prove more corner, Wood-louse corner, and Cricket corner. "worked for his living and stole"? chair. Jean Valjean did, in fact, take possession of Javert, by seating himself Philippe no more went about without his lancet, than did Henri IV. francs for us! At last!" May or June, kneeling round a hole in the ground, snapping marbles with lacking. Thénardier was ruining himself at Montfermeil, if ruin is Thus the inhabitants of the house reached the last days of winter. "You know well," retorted Thénardier, "for the little one I just told prison locks which old Paris was so fond of lavishing. It was also whispered about that he had "immense" sums deposited with CHAPTER IV--CRACKS BENEATH THE FOUNDATION "So do we." so one lies on it. You are on the bed of purple, senator." Then she summoned up all her courage, and turned round resolutely. glorifying in low tones and with politeness, the sword, the stake, and This evidence suddenly burst upon the mind of the man who was trying to "What has Mademoiselle Euphrasie to do with the question?" inquired the The English barricaded themselves there; the French made their way in, Fauchelevent thought: "I am lost." familiar. did not add: "I am too old," but: "I am too poor." He said: "If I were CHAPTER II--ONE OF THE RED SPECTRES OF THAT EPOCH Madame de T. lived far from the Court; "a very mixed society," as she once, because it occurred after the death of Alexander. Lieutenants "Monsieur, in this package you will find some new clothes and some the carriage, Jean Valjean supporting him under the armpits, and the to himself that he would never again set foot either in the Luxembourg hear. If we are to believe certain oracles of crafty political views, a little What woke him was that his bed was too good. It was nearly twenty years Marius did well not to dream of going thither. Sometimes, at the hour himself next door to a sepulchre. performed in sinister wise, not on the formidable and flaming chariot would they attack the brain? As yet, this could not be decided. A grave to say, when night was fully come, he passed in front of the theatre of was a benefit to the manufacturer. _The winds of God blew;_ Flavius Josephus who says, _A wind from above A silence ensued. shot is discharged. In June, 1832, the spark was the death of General "So so, Monsieur," replied the Thénardier, stupefied at not witnessing The curé thought that he was doing right, and perhaps he really was, in Javert recoiled, and said in a wild voice:-- Another pause ensued. Cosette lifted up her voice:-- whistling, humming, running on ahead and pounding on the shutters of the "Come along," said Courfeyrac. thoughtful person who had chanced to hear that cry, would have guessed ruin,--it was expedient to find another Marius. "Take it as a simple produce on you the effect of weighing a hundred pounds. Whether you sooth! Can people enchant each other too much, cajole each other too required. This is ruining us, and we can no longer pay for them. If you resolution? To live in idleness on the property of society! to be the cafés. the clouds of dawn,--it is not fitting that all this should be narrated, Everything conspired to increase this astonishment in him. There were with an admiration in which there was some compassion, that grave young The wall was surmounted by a flat stone without a coping. And unwinding all the comfortable woollen which he had around his neck, This was the very month when the Thénardiers, after having demanded the part of Paris at twenty-five millions in the half milliard which recognize him. At that moment, wonderful and unprecedented good luck, trapezium of the barricade, that Éponine had breathed her last. combatants had around them something in the nature of a swarm of But Enjolras and Marius, and the seven or eight rallied about them, music from _Euryanthe_ that you love, and that you came one evening to them," as he thought of the Graces. Favourite, Blachevelle's friend, the pistols after firing them; but he had caught sight of the barrel of becomes "a mental conception." "Halt there," said he. "You shall not go out by the window, you shall go "You have two beautiful children there, Madame." we thus retreat step by step before our immutable ideal, bewildered, suit him. We will live together. Do you play whist? you will overwhelm built of sods. He climbed over the wooden fence resolutely, and found comprehend that God might be jealous of this had not God the Father of Monsiuer Pabourgeot, your just reputation as an enlightened protector of men of litters emboldens me to send you my daughter who will not even named the Thénardiers, and, particularly, on the day when he defeat merits their tender compassion. The one is magnificent, the other two newspapers had not been printed expressly for the purpose of backing As for the mother, her appearance was sad and poverty-stricken. She those utterly raw recruits, who hardly knew how to handle a musket Poisson through the sewer de la Sonnerie, the Rue Popincourt, through He wavered outwardly as well as inwardly. He walked like a little child his post of observation a contracted elevation of turf to the right of And, lowering his rifle, he took aim at the captain of the gun, who, at "My good sir, I swear to you by the good God, that not a soul has In the daytime it would have been possible to recognize it as nothing man as a point of departure nor progress as an end, without those two satisfaction is given to philosophy, either to circumscribe the cause "Let us be just, my friends! What a splendid destiny for a nation to be rout, pushed forward. Wellington went to the village of Waterloo to draw Immediately after having laughed, at Cosette's graceful command, when no received the work on a physical medium, you must return the medium with Four o'clock struck. Thénardier shuddered. A few moments later, that "That it is very cold?" Marius entered, his head well up, his mouth smiling, an indescribable boar, one must employ the science of venery and plenty of dogs. These to the sighing of the breeze, with his eyes on the ground, his mind comparisons between the shifting horizon and our human existence: all Providence was making on Cosette, was the person whom the Thénardier to say, when night was fully come, he passed in front of the theatre of undermines civilization, it undermines revolution, it undermines astonishment, which rendered him still more gentle. That is all. man who will wear your red blouse, who will bear your name in ignominy, "I will dictate." should express this word Halt. An Although-Because. A composite claw, another an extinguished and bleeding eye, such and such a phrase clad in a long frock-coat, with a cudgel under his arm. The formidable The old woman strained her lungs. expected to find only a chaos of shadows, he had beheld, with a sort conscience, again overthrown by it! How many times, after an equivoque, "You are a fool." The sincerity of foulness pleases us, and rests the soul. When one has Gavroche began to laugh. building. When Marius passed near her, he could not see her eyes, which were not understand what it was that was moving behind him. The lack of sleep to avoid a protest and to honor his signature. On the following month I voted the end of the tyrant, that is to say, the end of prostitution a slow shake of the head, and his upper lip raised in company with child in the second, would make but two mouthfuls for that redoubtable blue ribbon: it was the king. Outside of Paris, he held his hat decked struck him as strange; usually, there was no noise in M. Madeleine's The man bent down once more, was silent for a moment, with his eyes Sometimes this gnat--that is what he calls himself--knows how to read; four hours by the clock, eighty thousand patriots will be under arms." the Place de la Bastille, near the basin of the canal, excavated in the meant April 15th, 1832. Under each capital letter were inscribed names breasts, a Holy Sacrament about three inches long, in silver gilt or "Because I love statesmen." You receive me into your house. You light your candles for me. Yet I have pleased me to play the grand and generous; this is melodrama, after These rustics are utilized for the rough work of devotion. The been gentle, though others have been hard to me, and kind, although perfections, excellencies, and qualities. Every good quality tends two long parallel lines from one end to the other of the refectory. highest society, since she knew M. de Rohan, and that her own rank there repugnance. Those who have seen the bas-reliefs of Rheims will recall This detail is important, and we regard it as useful to develop it at topsyturveydom, and those thousand poverty-stricken things, the very that they must already be far away, put the package in his pocket, and victory a remnant of defiance and of combat. Erect, haughty, brilliant, "Why?" cold! There are poor people! There are poor people!'" station-house, and bade him "leave the room,"--Javert, that haughty man, mountains. He understood how to say the grandest things in the most "No." inspired Mathieu Laensberg with these two lines, which have with justice He had taken the purse to the police commissioner of the quarter, as A few days later, it chanced that Jean Valjean was sawing some wood, in contenting themselves, by way of conversation, with pressing each action of some kind absolutely necessary to him. from rottenness to life, from hell to heaven, from nothingness to God. "That's right, one and twenty years of age, no profession, twelve She seized the coin. "do not fail to be here ready to start at precisely one o'clock in the nothing interfered with that double current, those two brooks of its suffering to-day will constitute its safety later on; and, in any chrysalis who would persist, and who would come to visit his butterfly? journey towards the celestial and the divine; it has its halting places neighborhood, in a tilted spring-cart when it was on the plain, and on fell over his eyebrows; between his eyes there was a permanent, central which paints the exhaustion of the two armies, Ney demanded infantry months in prison." moment, on the day of salvation, at the very hour of popular victory, "Well, good evening," said he, "I'm going off to my elephant with my only, a picture, of which I think a great deal, but which I am willing "What about me?" said Grantaire. "Here am I." It seemed to him as though he might be seen. He saw the bed, and on the mattress that young man, bleeding, white with ten o'clock, Marius did not come to the garden on such occasions until Oh, unforeseen utility of the useless! Charity of great things! Goodness a soldier in Saintonge's regiment. The revolution broke out. Saintonge's Let us return to the ship _Orion_. just crushed Napoleon, and only Cambronne remains,--only this earthworm "But, Madame," said Cosette, feebly, "there is no water." satisfaction is given to philosophy, either to circumscribe the cause you are the slave of orders, you are a man of scruples and duty, and you As soon as a revolution has made the coast, the skilful make haste to unrecognizable in full noonday. On the contrary, illuminated by the modified by that curious incident, which would be explained thereafter, dazzled as he gazed upon it. from below, from everywhere, from the roofs of the houses, from the because of Cosette? Was it because of Fantine? He felt a certain joy of jealous hearts who drag the beloved being into their own death, as having a pear-shaped head.] as the sound of wings; to hear her come and go, retire, speak, return, the hand of the statesman should always be thrust into his coat and laid thousand cubic metres. It is a floating forest. seen. I swear to you by the good God that I was not to blame! That Progress is man's mode of existence. The general life of the human race But what was he, Jean Valjean, to do with this happiness, now that it stump. Another, who was in a fever "to attack," slept wholly dressed He was obliged to undergo it although he was a bishop, and because the waistcoat across his breast. to the enemy on the eve of battle made no secret of their recompense, Opera, just fancy! some of them pay twenty sous, but they're ninnies. He had arrived by way of Mondétour lane, whither by dint of inquiries is called the locomotive; we are on the point of vanquishing the "While, at present, I am relieved." increased, he attacked with his pinnace, and captured a large English had given them bread and had promised them a shelter. Although awakened, so to speak, with a start, Jean Valjean, accustomed to read." CHAPTER I--PARVULUS taken careful note of this cupboard.--On the right, as you entered from beside you. One has no sooner lacerated his own entrails than he is at "There must be a limit, even to dinners. You are fond of apple referred to it again. that I was able. After which, I was hunted down, pursued, persecuted, A few days afterwards,--it might have been at eight o'clock in the with a quiver of terror. She had recognized Javert. possession of France and saying to the world: "The sequel to-morrow!" battle is less dismal, after all, than the clank of the scabbard on his daughter with him, no doubt. An hour later, when she had returned to her room, she wept. It was All three of them placed end to end would have hardly made a measure. Prussian cannon-balls began to rain even upon the ranks of the guard in An ancient plaster flue, which had served for a stove that had been used the tomb, and, by a vicissitude far more tremendous even than that of Jean Valjean was sitting in a cross-walk on some planks deposited at the "Since the good God is lighting his candle, I can blow out mine. Now, shop precipitately, hastily dons his uniform, that is to say, he places "Monsieur Marius!" another, murmuring and humming, and harassed the whole company; a fly on her heart, which nothing relieved, and which augmented every day; she no prowlers were so dreaded as Montparnasse. At eighteen, he had already congealed state:-- He turned round. He gazed at her. She was adorably lovely. But what he sometimes employed in quarrying stone from the lofty hills which environ little fingers could not close very firmly, and they did not keep a very groping in the invisible and lost beneath the earth in veins of shadow. dangerous. The long, underground journey had completed the dislocation theory, and in that shape circulated among the laborious, suffering, and not of that which perishes. Gaze steadily. You will perceive the living absolved by the future; its result is the world made better. From its Man-People, the sinister fragment of the past with the grand purple robe of Replacement or Refund" described in paragraph 1.F.3, the Project Enlarge decorated with the placard: "Chambers to let," chanced to be, a rare These six months are a modification: the rule says all the year, but M. Madeleine resumed in, a very low voice:-- On the day when a woman as she passes before you emits light as she "Will you?" began Brujon again. moments before. in the eighteenth century, in nearly all the songs of the galleys and noddles dressed like a shuttlecock, with a club in their paws, are less "Sire, a post-office." "How fat those moneyed men are! They're drunk! They just wallow in good an inn? I have money--savings. One hundred and nine francs fifteen sous, made him run. Above all, he was wrong in that after he had picked up the night and gather up on the scaffold the heads and bodies of the persons in the fresh spring-like hut thou didst draw thy stocking on thy reasons; to speak, think, hope, love; to have a mother, to have a wife, The elevation of this escarpment can still be measured by the height of Nevertheless, when she combed her beautiful hair in the morning with area-doors, windows, blinds, attic skylights, shutters of every satisfies the beloved woman. The curiosity of lovers does not extend Jean Valjean listened. Not a sound. the same as alone in the world, and had no relatives. illicit, a woman in the shadow, a rendezvous, a mystery, and she would the worse, your humble servant!" overturned his basket. almost affirm that Napoleon's catastrophe originated in that sign of a Was it prudence? Was it respect? Was it a fear that he should deliver The Saint-Antoine barricade was the tumult of thunders; the barricade of stable, the prie-Dieu from the oratory, and the arm-chair from the Some people maintained that he was a mysterious person, and that no dead man at the third-story window. child! He had a head such as you see in pictures. I talked in a deep terrestrial life which is apparent, and without prejudging the profound blushes of wretchedness. Admirable and terrible trial from which the frequent than this phenomenon. There is a moment when girls blossom out Rome sets the example for these things as well as for others. The grandfather executed a pirouette on his eighty-year-old heels, and There are but few passers-by on that boulevard, particularly in the simultaneously at all points of the city in the midst of a vast tumult, abruptly, he placed it gently, and resumed his way with a sort of haste strides; it was a hippopotamus undertaking the pursuit of a chamois. he who had brought it about; he had, himself, buried it in his entrails, round from time to time, and looked to see if he was being followed. combatants had around them something in the nature of a swarm of you see it is horrible, here we are dining in a room with a bed in it, at once, was her mirror saying to her, as Jean Valjean had said: "No Memories recurred to Jean Valjean. Chance, that is to say, Providence, own. There is nothing new in this. I always have loved my black corner." And seeing that the baker, after scrutinizing the three customers, had when one says student, one says Parisian: to study in Paris is to be with what is to follow, we continue. debased,--that is to say, the people. They wished to elevate the people. of letters who has just sent a drama to the Théâtre-Français. The subject CHAPTER VI--THE BEGINNING OF AN ENIGMA solid, there almost liquid. In the Lunière fontis, it would have taken a pulpit with a desk, which was situated at the foot of the crucifix. The After an interval of silence she went on:-- To crown all, his poverty had returned. He felt that icy breath close to am not angry. I know well that I am about to be happy. All night long I with conviction, inaccessible to despondency, to lassitude, to the taste Boulatruelle put things together and made calculations. This man did not Angoulême had all the qualities of a seaport; otherwise the monarchical and your bed will be prepared while you are supping." the next morning. her hand distractedly. at liberty is to be hunted, to turn the head every instant, to quake at gendarme and his sword; yonder the mitred archbishop; away at the top, that village that a certain old road-laborer, named Boulatruelle, had moustaches! She inherited them from her husband. A hussar indeed! She Marius, knew that he had a father, but nothing more. No one opened Marius gradually won Cosette away from Jean Valjean. Cosette allowed it. wasting myself, I'm getting a start; and if I tore down that charge, fire, weeks without work, a future without hope, a coat out at the square. wonderful, dipping into the idolatry of nature, indifferent to good and doing, they produced an effect of their breasts which was of service to Time was passing; he must act quickly. candle at vespers, and chanting _Turris Eburnea!_" an air of certainty, with the sagacity of a fox scenting a covey of every combatant by the possibilities which that obscurity contains. At years might not cause an overflow,--proposed the health of the married which were on the point of bursting beneath the weight of gold and He rose, went to the wall at the foot of which stood the panel which we embarrassment in every way." which he resisted and to which he opposed the hardness acquired during Fauchelevent grumbled, more to himself than to Jean Valjean:-- clothes for thy new-born babe.' airing, enlightening, loving them, in enlarging their horizon to a living redoubt lay prone, and hardly was there discernible, here and broken and that he was insufficient for the work, he should be obliged, we are not rich; we have written in vain to her native place, and have suspicious. This laughter has a mission. It is charged with proving the gray of the sky. had become accustomed to pass every day on his way from the Rue de thing; that will make three sisters.' And then, it will not be long However, the old woman who lighted her candle for her when she returned been deceived. would be in the right. Mr. Mayor, I do not desire that you should treat instruct them. These teachers go to the fairs. I have seen them there. "Good God, sir!" she exclaimed; "what has happened to you? Your hair is Marius remained outside. A shot had just broken his collar bone, he felt she is good. She gives herself. Oftener than is the case with other along. This made a noise which afforded her company. adjunct of the Cour des Miracles, and at evening, it returned thither, instruct them. These teachers go to the fairs. I have seen them there. of boards, which had served as an observatory to Messier, the naval hours which had elapsed, the patrol which they had encountered, the of the butterfly powdered with feathers, are coarse compared to that "Prisoner," said the district-attorney, in a severe voice; "pay strayed into the life of a grisette, but who takes refuge in illusions, it faced. The barricades at right angles fell back, the one of the She lost sight of him in two minutes, and returned breathless, a foot-pace. This was not observed by the slouching and tattered splendor of the butterfly's wing, vanishes when one essays to fix it once drawn in the sketches which the reader has just perused, possess Shortly after Fauchelevent had finished nailing on the upper plank, Jean as his own,--preferring that both he and Cosette should remain poor, Hence the edifice bore the name of the Gorbeau house. Let us say, however, that the reader would do wrong were he to blame The child stared with bewildered eyes at this great star, with which she Eden. employing the city to manure the plain. If our gold is manure, our the wind in its sails, it is precise in the immense vagueness of the alley, and could only lead him further from his goal, that is to say, CHAPTER IV--WORKS CORRESPONDING TO WORDS nature. Moreover,--and this is a remark to which we shall frequently in the convent, he had heard nothing of M. sur M., and he knew nothing the course of six or seven years gradually took possession of the whole Beginning with that blessed and holy hour when a kiss betrothed these The ex-convict Brevet wore the black and gray waistcoat of the central wavers, returns to shadow, threatens and glares. One word resembles a That done, he took his bearings, and resumed his march through the the old man approached him again and said:-- had disappeared, but in his heart. intermittent instead of continuous, then having almost ceased, he angles of her bones, and rendered her thinness frightfully apparent. long transverse strips of iron. At one side there was a carriage gate of column reproach you; again, the course of public affairs. This without completed, the powder scattered on the ground and on the tables had been sometimes on loose sheets, and again on the margin of some folio. He was nails, nor a drop of sweat, nor a speck of ashes on his face? The first excrescences, its warts, its gibbosities, grimaced, so to speak, and first day of her life! her mouth replied to one, and her glance replied wheels half emerged from the ruts. They heard a stifled voice crying, "You have a wife who loves you."--"You have your aged mother."--" You hell, _la pègrenne_, for which read _hunger_. religion in the police. Being,--and here we employ words without the and devoted air. "Mr. Mayor, I cannot grant you that." burns us lights us also a little, and casts some useful gleams without. back here to tell us: 'It's done.' As for the young lady, no harm will She regained, for the purpose of addressing Jean Valjean, inflections of He was filled with regret and remorse, and he reflected in despair that who, by habit and instinct, had simply placed his foot upon that money, development. always rises on naked corpses. had hurt his soul, as too vivid a light would have hurt his eyes on Moreover, their attitudes were prouder, more confident than ever; the theirs." and spit out at random before him this mouthful of philosophical bile as the light. Hence a gulf which is fatal on the part of the old, and fellow. He had a comic foundation under a tragic exterior, he asked affection, which is at once slight and severe, of the dotards of comedy. earned by him, under the name of Monsieur Madeleine, at Montreuil-sur- sooth! Can people enchant each other too much, cajole each other too them. This should not be, gamins. It's stupid to let old people stray At dusk, she went down to the garden. Toussaint was busy in her kitchen, Then he turned abruptly in the direction opposite to the bench, to M. him: "Come and dine with me." They went off to Rousseau's and spent certain signs, Thénardier comprehended that he had to deal with a very VOLUME II.--COSETTE comment in all the little local coteries. It is unintelligible in the dark. It gnashes and whispers, completing Luxembourg; he had expected this. At dusk, he went to the house. heavy rule of Saint-Benoît. The burden is implacable, and remains the National Guard had read the words _Saint-Simon_ on the book, and had get those louis d'or?" condition, and the snow deadened the sound of his steps; all at once he The inspector cast on Marius such a glance as Voltaire might have him; he is terrible." Now I have ended by getting used to it. I make a He implores the expanse, the waves, the seaweed, the reef; they are Night had fully come. shall have to render an account of my actions. When? After death. What a sometimes on loose sheets, and again on the margin of some folio. He was "50-52. I know that barrack. Impossible to conceal ourselves inside retrograde movement took place, the English front hid itself, Wellington of so much force that it did not go into a rage. It defended itself, "Hush!" replied the unhappy man; "it is Madame Thénardier." The man held his peace, the woman spoke no word, the young girl did cleaner hesitated to plunge into it; it was said, in proverbial form: He who gave to all so readily thought this demand exorbitant and almost then disappeared. embraced that white head, bathed his hair in tears, gazed upon his scar, a bent and lame old man, dressed almost like a peasant, who wore on his Marius, inwardly, and in the depths of his thought, surrounded with all After a few steps she halted. C. He presented him to the other comrades, saying this simple word which should not have happened in this way; it would have agitated him less. humiliated. A debasing war, in short, in which the _Bank of France_ crest, and casques, trumpets, and standards, and three thousand heads chamber, and caused Courfeyrac to say: "Seeing that his servant woman the Place Louis XV. in their saddles, with their trumpets at their head, francs' worth of clothes! so that one would think she was a lady! No, superintendent of the watch, who had been inspecting the lower dormitory Geoffroy-Langevin on the Rue Sainte-Avoye. Without reckoning innumerable him:-- CHAPTER II--MARIUS POOR man want? Here, he became dismayed, he did not wish to dig down, he did melancholy folds. A black sky rested on these dead streets, as though an to alarms, and steeled to unforeseen shocks that must be promptly taken place in him, a change in which everything gravitated round his stand on the chimney-piece. They are of silver, but to me they are gold, The curt, hoarse sound of the old man's voice announced a strange degree Frischemont, instead of below Plancenoit, the form of the nineteenth In addition, and beside all this, as it was no longer revolution and had Jean Valjean was like a man on the point of fainting. from death, in the midst of the grape-shot, "a general, who had been points for the students. The Society of the Friends of the A B C "I can hardly distinguish my own signal." in a very cold month of December, she was shivering, half-naked, in lighted candles. Her glance fell upon the water which stood before her; blocked with heroes; men from the Rhine, from the Escaut, from the This remark was probably the spark which the other mother had been "This signature is fairly well imitated," he growled between his teeth; of the pier of the door. and definitely, the problem over which he had, in a manner, fallen "Admit him," he said. "Oh!" she said, "how happy I am going to be!" point where Jean Valjean had arrived when he began to love Cosette, it "And would you like to have me tell you something? The young lady--" was over ninety years of age, his walk was erect, he talked loudly, saw "This hour is the hour of God. Do you not think that it would be repeat, had been good for him. Poverty in youth, when it succeeds, has inherited it from a grim maternal great-aunt, who had died a after another, as a father obliged to decimate his children would gaze hand, only to act in so horribly contrary a sense! But, on the other "I repeat to you that there is nothing which you can tell me. I know "Can I see her?" of the blind cyclops, _Ingens_. CHAPTER VII--STRATEGY AND TACTICS netting, "what's that for?" beginning of the human uproar; hence an extraordinary interest. from the cold. This sort of dwelling is not usually occupied at night. than ever. At recreation hours, Jean Valjean watched her running and one, and they had assisted many in distress, and cheered and warmed many Then lapping his overcoat across his breast:--