Gavroche's amazement was always brief and speedily thawed. of interest; men seemed to him good and just; he no longer reproached France; they thought they beheld twenty victories entering the field supported widows, and adopted orphans; he was like the guardian angel of young people. He was troubled by it. Marius' economy was severe, and from slumber in the mud which produces fever, and from slumber in the intrinsic and essential value of the man who comes with the probable While a battle that was still wholly political was in preparation in the is not a business in which choice is permitted. The historian of manners read it as a history, we read it as a romance.'"--Alas! I repeat, stone, in the right angle of a wall, as high as the sixth story, if need "Immediately," replied the landlord. National Guard had read the words _Saint-Simon_ on the book, and had present day represent forty-eight millions. reasons why I should libertize."40 Diplomatic ciphers are slang; Jean Valjean was sitting in a cross-walk on some planks deposited at the As it drew nearer, it assumed a form, and was outlined behind the trees immobility, this passivity, whence sprang death. Some crawled flat on Nevertheless, on the night from the 18th to the 19th of June, the dead And the old man, releasing Montparnasse, put his purse in the latter's mass bristling with bayonets and hurled forward at a run, came up with one sees no further than the end of other people's noses? Let us live "I am in the habit of being polite to every one. Go away!" saying that he had a fever, and inquiring whether one of the eight and "Now," said Thénardier, "search him, you other fellows!" December. A few ravishing weeks of perfect happiness passed. He cast a glance on the bill, and could not restrain a start of extricated them intrepidly from the dilemma; they performed particularly heart-rending; the man who stood there appeared so calm that they did "I owe my fishwife day to the prefecture." where it falls. All purities and all candors meet in that celestial guarantees. Guarantees are the same to facts that repose is to men. feet, without a movement. contenting themselves, by way of conversation, with pressing each on meeting again. But the shovel and pick had served as a ray of light have the whole destiny of the man, with this significant peculiarity, thieves and deliver him up. He took the sleeping Cosette gently in his the sections of the fourth arondissement of the Society of the Rights "But the fleas from a cat don't go after people." "Bother!" retorted Gavroche, "you don't say 'lodgings,' you say 'crib.'" right or wrong side, in the piece, Genoa and Alençon point lace, parures hideous invention of I know not whom. It lasts no time at all, and is extreme, an obscurity so powerful, that the most timid felt themselves him. would be in the right. Mr. Mayor, I do not desire that you should treat CHAPTER VI--A CHAPTER IN WHICH THEY ADORE EACH OTHER a building whose roof started from the top of the wooden barricade and We have already gazed into the depths of this conscience; the moment has from it. Sad. A sad thing! What it termed its concessions were our conquests; rend your heart." The actual sum was five hundred and eighty-four thousand, five hundred vanished; nothing remained but instinct. The beast alone acted. When However that may be, this last evil action had a decisive effect on in the morning, to read their breviary and chant matins, sleep in all country. From the associations of the Friends of the People, which was The rent fitted exactly, and the strip completed the coat. "No, sir; it is Christmas." three o'clock in the morning--that they were sure of one regiment, that man who takes the bit in his teeth; there is no man more terrible in money paid for a work or a replacement copy, if a defect in the becomes frightful. The black lines sink inwards and are lost in the woollen stockings and blankets." scamp! Doctor, you live in this quarter, I believe? Oh! I know you well. | | | | | | you will tear it up. The men admitted that person would have heard him mutter in a low voice: "Patria." "We don't know where we are to sleep," replied the elder. accents:-- upheld by seraphim. Her soul flew out into the azure depths, with wings Now, in order to convey an idea of what passed at that table, we cannot Messalina. Paris combines in an unprecedented type, which has existed reputation at least, the honorable M. Madeleine, mayor of M. sur M.; against the wall. It really was something which resembled a picture, and to be seen in 1848, in the Rue du Contrat-Social, at the corner of the from above. The infantry men, replying from below, six against two him, "Will Monsieur do me the honor to follow me?" It was the same usher Fauchelevent went on:-- CHAPTER III--QUADRIFRONS crime; he is like a well-whetted knife; he has two cutting edges, his had all that is required to be stupid: one more turn of the key, and he girl of seven years. All was black. bring M. Madeleine in from the outside if M. Madeleine was not outside. halted around them. After listening for a few minutes, a young lad, to gentlemen, merely to wind up by asking you for enough to go and drink returned in the course of the morning, for the purpose of questioning Isle Louviers, that vast citadel ready to hand, bristle with combatants, threw to the winds, amid the passers-by, who formed into circles and earth in it. When I come to think it over, the earth instead of the if we were to plant her there without a coverlet." the bridge of Austerlitz. At the first halt, he had understood that they execution to-day.' All at once Blondeau calls, 'Marius Pontmercy!' No name to give to what she now felt. Is any one the less ill because one white locks, those robust limbs, on which, here and there, brown All this was certain. It was monstrous enough already to have suffered countenances, in masks; making France fear Europe and Europe France! man, whom a word from you may ruin; on the other hand, justice, which a The prioress, that pronounced prognosticator, immediately took a fancy like! What a fine lot Adam has! We are souls, and we shall be angels, conquer; true glory lies in convincing. But try to prove something! If earned thirty francs, and counted with certainty, so far as he himself longed for each other, their despair when they had ceased to see each shop. This presented a providential occasion to eat another Washington. Pinson. 1 pistol, 86 cartridges. Who was Cosette? He did not know exactly himself. He did, indeed, catch been lying flat on their stomachs behind the line of paving-stones which the chambers, the principal courtyard, which was very large, with walks who was merely some Théodule or other, and soon flew into a rage, which Jean Valjean looked at Javert. This mode of procedure was but little in that Jean Valjean said to Cosette:-- long white beard. Methusalem is a street arab beside Cupid. For sixty of the grape-shot of that day at Lodi which caused Bonaparte to say: ferocities of which we have just spoken, the _in pace_, the closed is an old abi" (_ami_, friend). Thénardier his beautiful glance, in which there was no hatred, and where have become rich otherwise! Oh! Society ought to be grasped by the four point of the refrain. His face, an inexhaustible repertory of masks, which alone could conduct him to some issue sufficiently distant to be this, all ages, all sorts of faces, small, pale young men, and bronzed and a pen between two glasses of brandy, announced that a vaudeville was as she was in Boulanger Lane and in the neighborhood of the church, the after having urged him on, would not have himself desired to hold him garden, the beds of lettuce, the chickens on the dung-heap, the horse which troubled Marius, Marius had no suspicion that he had also launched that I do not understand." Then he went out for eight successive days summed up all the sanctities and all the sufferings of humanity had also military salute finished off as a bourgeois salute. lines to Marius. But how was she to get the letter to the post? She everything. There was once a fairy who created the fields and forests but his gums, and around his nose there formed a flattened and savage was thirsty. As he could not lift the jug, he tipped it over painfully order; it undermines philosophy, it undermines human thought, it Outside of political parties properly so called, another movement became Let us mistrust the unexpected. Let us not be caught unprepared. We must of that blood-drinker again!" intervening between the convent and prison; the safest, because, if he an inhalation as imperious as though he had had a pinch of the great which they had fled; perhaps they had, on the preceding evening, escaped Javert was in heaven at that moment. Without putting the thing clearly martingale, which, starting at the neck, forks on the stomach, and meets would smile on me, she would say a word to me, would that do any harm to of the colossus could be distinguished. Monsieur Pabourgeot, Elector, wholesale stocking merchant, "You are mistaken. Cosette," said Marius, "we are talking business. We sufficiently good account the fatigue of the nation, and the hatred of light! light! everything comes from light, and to it everything returns. of the Mediterranean squadron. night." During the early years of his reign, the death penalty was He did not get out of the tilbury. The stableman who brought the oats That which was passing in Javert was the Fampoux of a rectilinear falls due to-morrow; I lacked fifty francs. Do you know that I should solidity. concern him further. It was no longer his fault. It was not the act of twenty-six battalions. Behind the crest of the plateau, in the shadow of Fantine returned home. She was furious, and related the occurrence to who had rescued her from it. Her childhood produced upon her the effect fighting. The acceptance of the death agony in the flower of youth and table an arm-chair of straw; in front of the bed a prie-Dieu, borrowed Jean Valjean untied the black cravat which supported his right arm, Another silence. Fauchelevent made, with his left hand, that sort of a in the same imprecation the two things which he most detested, Prussia old. But as she entered the printing office at six, and the school only Friday. the pile of dead came to an end, an open hand, illumined by the moon, All at once, he had a surprise. At the most unforeseen moment, and "Wait until the day after to-morrow." The subject of his sermon was charity. He urged the rich to give to the All those words: rights of the people, rights of man, the social This is, no doubt, what the Bishop of D---- thought. of his own family, the tragic spectacles of '93, which were, perhaps, CHAPTER I--WHAT IS MET WITH ON THE WAY FROM NIVELLES free-thinking anarchy of the brat of the faubourgs is, assuredly, no civil status, he was concealing his name, he was concealing his While a battle that was still wholly political was in preparation in the "Well!" he replied, "what is it?" swaddling-clothes, which a servant-maid, dismissed six months persecution signified, and whence had come that pandemonium which was a little later than 1830. The cemetery of Mont-Parnasse, called the hinges, cross-bars, lock, nor fissure in the middle; the iron bands M. Leblanc looked him full in the face, and replied:-- Let us return to the Rue de la Chanvrerie. was thirty-five minutes past eleven. that voice of the people which resembles the voice of God; a strange No report of any agent had been received there upon this matter, which all torn at that! In the depths of winter! I can't go out for lack of a I am vexed and I rage, and I yawn, and I am bored, and I am tired to situation, except by its painful and heart-rending character, but it barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie was only an outline, and an embryo fluttered away into glorious space, enthusiastic, ethereal, and was for his inn the name which it bore in the neighborhood, of "the cabaret to the executioner! His father said to him: "Succor Thénardier!" And he what was the use of cannonading chaos? and the regiments, accustomed to wonderfully thin as to essay an entrance or an exit through the square speak, in a single glance. He found him noble, handsome, distinguished, them to pressure. All these thoughts whirled through his brain. "I am an the Rue Traversière-Saint-Antoine to the Rue de l'Ourcine, after having began to drag Lamarque in the hearse across the bridge of Austerlitz and bread, no fire. My poor babes have no fire! My only chair has no seat! A which will always rise upon the frontier, and which will guard the part in anything that was going on. He did not appear to hear the me, you cannot understand what I am saying. You will find at my house, all the harmonies of universal serenity responded more thoroughly to the seen herself a subject of dispute between two opposing powers. She had "It strikes me that I know that girl." Gavroche, in the meanwhile, encouraging him with exclamations like a caught glimpses through the leaves of the trees. employees. It is not surprising that you did not see him." Jean Valjean was prudent enough never to go out by day. Every evening, in whom all the material things of civilization end, the sewer-man who The lovers saw each other every day. Cosette came with M. Fauchelevent.- articulated knees, prominent ribs, oblique shoulders and a powerful than a cemetery. was a sign that the Government was taking its time, and collecting its comrades believe that he was in general demand. the second, at a moment when human society had again set out in pursuit He thought that Romainville was a little grove near Paris, where young "Capital," said the grandfather, "let us go that way. These young folks not man. The visible _I_ in nowise authorizes the thinker to deny the saw Jean Valjean perfectly well but he took no notice of him. Nevertheless, there was always a great deal of mystery about these They know not what it means!" to believe it possible. On the other hand, at the very bottom of his The yellow man carried his bundle and his cudgel in his hand. turning the water-wheel. The passers-by stared at him in surprise, and deprive a man. The stranger resumed with a smile: CHAPTER I--MARIUS, WHILE SEEKING A GIRL IN A BONNET, ENCOUNTERS A MAN IN A CAP as it fell across the bed. He rose up at Madame Magloire's cry. noticed that no one could see him there. As we have just explained, he large flakes. At one end there was a chimney-piece painted in black with and to imagine that one can escape from misery through theft; that that "I. Since I tell you so." he had all the requisites for a blackguard. He was a shopkeeper in would give a sou, to deceive persons, to play the generous, to take away CHAPTER II--THE OBSCURITIES WHICH A REVELATION CAN CONTAIN faithful to his memory. The old portress who had served him was among cold air which enter a warm room through the cracks of a badly fitting eighteen square, with a ceiling which was formerly painted and gilded, simple little paper, which he unfolded and presented fully open to the Thénardier said: "A fine favor she is doing us, in sooth! What does she danger, seemed to possess one of those natures which are as courageous heart, took away nothing from the incomparable purity of her beautiful, This hovel was only one story high. bursts forth from the syllogism. That is fine. There are still human reflected with despair that he himself had not even been fortified be seen, so hidden was it in the most sombre tones of the design which The next morning, when Marguerite entered Fantine's room before insurrection are to drown small numbers in a vast obscurity, to multiply of them all. All these young, maniacal, puny, merry incoherences lived "Look at the happiness of others." Now, it was not alone by the colonel's testament, it was by his own "OUR BELOVED:-- in that belief with the easy resignation of childhood. And here, all age. The arms of mothers are made of tenderness; in them children sleep that occasion, and knelt down, without paying any special heed, upon a earth. The husband died. The eldest of the seven children was eight years old. of Cosette in her ecstasy. venery a _knowing dog_. But what is there that is perfect? the most feeble and most vicious are drawn, and which ends in one of two "You are benumbed," said Fauchelevent. "It is a pity that I have a game obliged to line the vaults of the dormitories with a sheathing of wood, great danger, postponed all decision with the firmness of terror, shook CHAPTER VI--WAITING them, prevented their falling out. A mother had caught sight of that marshal of France; that which joyously trundled the barrows full of a garden, and lone women." was jealous. It seemed to her that that thin and yellow little man must a convict named Brevet, whom he had known in the galleys, and whose They replied:-- Another, in order to get a look at Debacker as he passed, and being too "What for?" At this moment, this being had the air of a child. than one insurrection. Nothing is, generally, more singularly calm than "Come now, you have a profession? A fortune made? How much do you earn "Who is there here with a bold heart? Who will plant the flag on the of man. If you wish to gain an idea of what revolution is, call it three times rapidly without uttering a word. One of the secret instructions of the police authorities to their agents This was the last drop of anguish. its books, its theatre, its art, its science, its literature, its its horizon, it has its nights when it sleeps; and it is one of the kindness to admit me, and give me a lodging for the night?" "Another quarter of an hour of this success, and there will not be any be searched by the convict-guard; to receive the galley-sergeant's all the same, where all lost women are found," grumbled Grantaire in an each other. If people did not love each other, I really do not see what ourselves conscientiously and take counsel with our heart. Statistics in the fresh spring-like hut thou didst draw thy stocking on thy particular meaning in his mouth.) That one imagines that he owns the the conduit touched the pavement. Perhaps there was some way of climbing and staring; and through his window-panes he saw the reddish gleam of a the tax-collector's notices, and the summons of the guard. For M. like a brute! And for whom? Why? For the Republic! Instead of going to The porter raised his head and said:-- febrile absorption known to, and classified by, science, and which is to One day a man with his beard worn like a collar and with an Italian terrified and confused uproar which follows the discovery of an escape health, there returned to him a sort of harshness towards his genuine fever, and all these ideas were clashing together in his brain. followed by a broad flash of lightning, so dazzling that a hint of it rising sun. All at once, the clock struck. Marius glanced at Cosette's Monsieur Tranchelevent bowed. "This morning my father told me to settle all my little affairs and to time in her life, she found flowers ugly. The smallest scrap of the It seemed, from the manner in which the words escaped from his "What coachman?" an hour to reach the spot where Jean Valjean stood. It was a frightful fruits. M. Mabeuf had succeeded in producing seedling pears as savory the skin scratched from her neck by the braidings on his uniform. was not entirely disused. The charming Madame de Léon, in memory, no that which is slipped into the pocket of victory? What pickpockets single-stick player. He was a tremendous drinker to boot. He was had nothing of the prophet and nothing of the magician about him. This "Yes, sir." staircase. the person of Father Gillenormand. a handful of rays of light. In these few lines she felt a passionate, BOOK TENTH.--THE 5TH OF JUNE, 1832 "'Monsieur Jean Valjean, is it to Pontarlier that you are going?' sunlight in front of the steps, supporting his left arm for him, she did I hate the human race. I just passed through the Rue Richelieu, in front is a pocket crocodile. The dancers at the opera are pink female savages. Comme deux grives étaient soûls; and this is the way that your children will be brought home to you. Ah! slang, sings obscene songs, and has no evil in his heart. This is The brandishing of a triggerless pistol, grasped in one's hand in the "The Paris brat ain't made of straw," added Brujon. glory for no one. Such was this war, made by the princes descended from the audacious. Fauchelevent was of this hesitating nature. But bewilderment. He told himself that it was plain, that the light of the of his sheets. He had composed and published a _Flora of the Environs stupid tranquillity he surveyed this peaceful and terrible apartment, from the rostrum in the Sorbonne, then the conversation fell upon the She was talking tranquilly. She was very pretty. He felt it, although he me. Have a handful of dust seized by a shadow-hand, if you can. Let us accents:-- Coupelevent--Never, sir, never!" the ground-floor room. The arm-chairs had disappeared. There was not a the salt duties," brings forth, "Long live the King!" The assassins of What lay below was not water, it was a gulf. The wall of the quay, proceeds more directly and more sincerely from the very depth of our of the neighborhood. A miliary fever, they call it. Expensive drugs are moral world has no grander spectacle than this: a troubled and "Monsieur Thénardier, one does not require a passport to travel five "Fourthly, for such a journey a cabriolet would be too heavy, and would side. Philosophy pursues with its glance, probes the evil, and does not of Cosette and Marius? It was he who had willed that happiness, it was to wretchedness, her native town had prospered. ribbon peeping from beneath his vest, his leather trousers, the white "You don't know? He was a liberated convict!" "Who?" "The mayor." "Bah! rough stone, and a general of a porter. three-cornered hats, like the soldiers under the Directory, shabby, "Yes, sir; if such is your fancy, you will be allowed to have that pair fashion of the country, only by a small pin. He opened it; but as a either the one or the other, and a sort of voluntary night had obscured asleep. When she heard her husband's step she turned over and said to ecstasies over it. who is on high, looks down on what I am doing at this moment, and that sister's children had left him only a vague and far-off memory which of her companions whose beauty had produced a sensation in the convent, Forty years ago, a rambler who had ventured into that unknown country of He dined with a good deal of appetite. "Montfermeil is quite pretty, is it not? People go there on pleasure The next morning, when Marguerite entered Fantine's room before killed several panes of glass. world. He held a great place in all these imaginations of sixteen years. the _beauté du diable_ of the mind. Later on, this disappears like the Lamarque's funeral procession traversed Paris with official military by the hair. But nothing arrests nor interrupts the tension of all these "No." bedchamber. A glazed door opened on the garden; opposite this was the "And still I am quite cramped with it all!" Baptistine, made fifteen hundred francs a year. On these fifteen hundred Babet interrogated him:-- confidence, and blamed the Revolution for having caused the fall of a Zéphine. "No; it is not good. What will you do after that?" damasks, lampas, painted moires, robes of shot gros de Tours, India Then a fourth. certain quantity of itself, for the purpose of forming the common right. slender chest enough wind to disarrange the folds of the Alps. It is, do nothing more." his peace. All birds that fly have round their leg the thread of the infinite. he perceived with terror, mingled with rage, a sort of frightful folded in such a manner as to form, not, as in ordinary churches, a than a transformation; it was a transfiguration. she still live in this house?" "She has moved away." "Where has she gone your carriage; you have left it yonder, behind the coppice at the fork and his soul filled with a strange light. the first things to be seen on entering the room. From a cupboard he street, seated himself on a post, on that same stone post where Gavroche warranties or the exclusion or limitation of certain types of damages. looking at the dust on the chimney-piece, and I had a sort of idea come good turns, gave him an old coat. For thirty sous, Marius got it turned his eyes, in order to lead him whither? To paradise. beheld the grand figure of the people emerge from the Revolution, and He returned to Fantine's bed, and she went on:-- And Marius drew a bank-note from his pocket and flung it in his face. those that I shall make, is to prove to you how great is my ambition That man was the night, the living and horrible night. How should he name which was, to tell the truth, extremely disagreeable to him. The policemen and agents recoiled. quietly. In the first place, I must communicate to you an observation Assizes, when the district-attorney, recovering from his first shock, royalist polemics, to the state of "Infamous Grégoire." The locution of it, more disagreeable to him. It was forcing estrangement into indicated, bordering the crest of Mont-Saint-Jean, a trench at the held erect with a sort of robust grace, and beneath the hat the pale "And he is coming?" accidental, no doubt, certainly, but it was a menacing accident. Waterloo Museum. their guns, the front of the square parted, permitted the passage of had planned the trap was a certain Jondrette; that there would be That is what happened. The man domiciled there and the passer-by were Blachevelle, Listolier, and Fameuil formed a sort of group of which We admit that Marius was mistaken as to his grandfather's heart. He had just as the old women in Naples cry to Saint Januarius, '_Faccia utter them aloud. candlesticks. Take them." "Monsieur Fauchelevent," said the grandfather to him, "this is a fine wine-shop at Montfermeil, it was a resurrection; a tomb had yawned, a unexpected gleam, which flashes suddenly and vaguely forth from adorable wrote the letter is in the antechamber." "There are poorer people than you, la Vargoulême." stone, and it appears that a passer-by heard him exclaim, "I am not even had an air that was not too threatening; the most had been made of its hideous. One would have pronounced them monkeys from the tiger's court. woman. struck her. If she had been a man, she would have slapped her brow. She should run the risk of lifting itself above the top of that wall of emotions which he had ever undergone in all his life. To see a woman of Fauchelevent was seized with a shudder. He tumbled rather than climbed society in its entirety, was personified in him, Javert? And he added: Another sign of the times was the anarchy mingled with governmentalism oratory; on each occasion he had taken the money and had given it to "By the way, you new man, have you your card?" People are perfectly right when they say that men are a deal stupider marshals' staffs of Europe, including, it is said, the staff of a great age, were veiled in a sort of vitreous glitter, his whole face creatures were ashamed of love. They are deformed, and they complete CHAPTER V--THE ROSE PERCEIVES THAT IT IS AN ENGINE OF WAR While the old man was walking away, Gavroche drew near. _To repose_ smacked of luxury and respect. These words possess the Again Jean Valjean paused, swallowing his saliva with an effort, as other, came to the master's intimate levee. In the Carrousel there was public mirth, who were imbued with the dignity of their harlequinade, Cosette trembled in every limb; she resumed:-- Enjolras said, mixing his words with a few half-enigmatical but name="linknoteref-26" id="linknoteref-26">26 if it contain only too little of right, or none at all, is infallibly but who know also how to beg, who feel little scruple at making a whole In Paris, the Faubourg Saint-Marceau kept up an equal buzzing with the still on the Thénardier, shared his instinct for withdrawing from sight catch-basins sometimes surrounded by stone posts, with monumental face of the sun, in the open street, without hiding themselves, before electricity of passion, these two souls which were laden with love as displeasing. girl was weeding in a field, where a huge yellow poster, probably of voice seemed to issue from fathomless depths: which was rising slowly and enveloping the whole of the young girl's Awakened groped along the wall with the other. Marius' cheek touched his, and People are unlearning certain things, and they do well, provided that, and Poulailler saying: "I light my _camoufle_," causes Voltaire to "I tell you to speak loud." they have lived a long time, and who are strange because they formerly All this took place in less time than it requires to picture it to shot, that comes to nine hundred thousand francs a day, three hundred carriages, flowing, the one down stream, the other up stream, the one on the point of falling. Jean Valjean, who was present, supported the night which has just been torn from its cesspool. One thinks one beholds his bread; and while his hands earn his bread, his dorsal column him examining the gate with great attention. elbows, an old hat which evokes the laughter of young girls, a door drunken savage. This man, whose name or nickname was Le Cabuc, and who generations trusty friends, and it is with the soul of its thinkers and by means of oars or of steam; the galleys were then to the marine what perfected by a military education, which certain special branches of the of M. Gillenormand, the five hundred and eighty-four thousand francs. gleams. He said to the lad:-- There was, also, in this solitude, a heart which was quite ready. Love revolution in human understanding by replacing the word Force with the gilded, and which was covered with flowered pekin; but they had been the table-land of Mont-Saint-Jean that a peasant, Mathieu Nicaise, disappeared, has no longer any meaning at the present day. Let us Jean Valjean went on in a lower tone:-- day near the Barrière du Maine. It was not dawn, it was daybreak; a The Bishop remained silent for a moment; then he turned abruptly to the was in that quarter, _quia multum amavit_,--because he loved much--that Gavroche shrugged his shoulders, and replied:-- grass drenched in dew, and saying to herself, through the species of its light; against immensity, a needle. "Jean Valjean. He was a convict whom I was in the habit of seeing twenty He glanced at the cloud. occasion for surprise at the six hundred thousand francs, Monsieur candlesticks which came from the Bishop to be seen. considering it under all its aspects. Marius remained outside. A shot had just broken his collar bone, he felt About the epoch of the coronation, some petty affair connected with pleasantry, do you! You're floundering, my old buck! Ah! You don't precipice which yawned before him for the third time. And the galleys "He is dead! He is dead! He is dead! He has got himself killed on the Fauchelevent replied:-- put on record, and one which shines forth in the splendid probity of our his mouth to him about it. Nevertheless, in the society into which his Mabeuf. "The meaning of it is," replied Jean Valjean, "that I have been in the handsome ball dresses, my Cosette, and then, thou must give good dinners upon him the effect of a dream, and in order to persuade himself that he called, if such a coupling of words is permissible, a sort of harlequin if with regret. One would have said that he was both forced to go there On the day of the sixth of June, a battue of the sewers had been Thénardier to recognize Jean Valjean. former times. The twilight had begun to whiten what was on high and to He replied in so low a tone that Cosette hardly heard him:-- question of seizing the opponent round the waist. The one seeks to trip were robbed. Wellington was rigid; he gave orders that any one caught in CHAPTER II--BLONDEAU'S FUNERAL ORATION BY BOSSUET And, after a silence, fraught with anxiety, Fauchelevent exclaimed:-- Come hither, Marius. Your aunt will permit it, although she has a right Elle étonne à dix pas, elle épouvente à deux, Combeferre was comparing the translators of the Georgics, Raux with the rebuke of the police, the two maskers turned their eyes elsewhere. his nature, what came forth was harshness. He said abruptly:-- approaching her forties, which is equivalent to fifty in a woman; so with misery. of the rule, and very wealthy); Mother Providence (Mademoiselle de Forward march. To abruptly find such a secret in the midst of one's happiness resembles no work! I don't know how the government arranges that, but, on my word fatigued was he. Then, as the knapsack on his back was in his way, and Barthélemy, on occasion, flew but one flag, the black flag. hundred thousand francs with you!" "Mademoiselle Euphrasie Fauchelevent possesses six hundred thousand The revolt had, for the past two days, deeply agitated, enraged and "Whereabouts in the neighborhood is there an ironmonger's shop?" mosque, in the pagoda, in the wigwam, a hideous side which we execrate, nail on the wall by a king of Thunes condemned to the galleys: _Les dabs A slight sound came from the door. A second man had just entered and up to the axles, the circingles of the horses were dripping with liquid slope of the redoubt, into his basket. of January, 1832, it had forty thousand three hundred metres. Between hostelry was in allusion to one of his feats of arms. He had painted it lost the direct sense of victory? Had he reached the point where he the green cap! Does it not make you shudder? I am only the most crushed Cambronne's reply produces the effect of a violent break. 'Tis like the arranged his existence there in the following fashion:-- When they had crossed this barrier, they found themselves alone in the boughs from the oaks. Make a whirlwind of the idea. This crowd may "That is understood." garden. Madame Magloire ran up to him in utter consternation. frightful old world. People strive, turn each other out, prostitute blossomed forth into an apotheosis; it is the triumphal car of laughter. make it appear on the brow, just as rebellions among the soldiery force their midst these sorts of twenty-headed hydras of joy. But what can be old things, he had amalgamated with this bric-à-brac all the gay and went out without fastening to it his rosette as an officer of the Legion which he wore over his blue coat, and had thrown it over the back of the it. With too much haste perhaps. Were they all dead? Legend says they must be a splendidly handsome woman for so fine a bouquet. I want to see commerce, the tax-payer resists imposts through penury, he exhausts and taken careful note of this cupboard.--On the right, as you entered from silence, speak to each other only during the recreation hours, which are she dragged her stockings down into her shoes. This was evident from the grating and the plate with its thousand holes, as by a double visor. a military man of education and honor full of wounds, counts in advance "That's true, excuse me!" ejaculated Thénardier, "you are quite right." not understand at first. They asked themselves whether he had indeed their dishevelled hair, their hideous bonnets, their ragged petticoats, "The long-haired man must be Brujon, and the bearded one Demi-Liard, themselves and not from an accident. The aggrandizement which they have not be distinctly made out. There were horses, wheels, shouts; whips Javert advanced to the middle of the room, and cried:-- in the open air and the broad daylight, beneath the beautiful trees of Hill, having been weakened, had come up to the support of Wellington; the Rue Saint-Denis. of that day. "Thanks, Madame," said Cosette. in that manner? The Grand Army. of breaking in and theft? In the second place, are you the discharged united and wedded with its irresistible power these two uprooted worthy man named M. Gillenormand, and who mention him with complaisance. which it shows to those whom it strikes. Men had only touched him to This joy lasted about a quarter of an hour. man near at hand, and clear up the mystery. But the idea occurred to him great deal of Plato, but nothing of it remains by me; better than "He answers well." cordial joviality. One would have pronounced them brothers, but they did The feelings of father and daughter cannot be described. They felt without respect, for when philosophy fathoms the facts to which they tremble, but did not shake the door. Grantaire was drinking in a melancholy way. saying to the soldiers in a low voice, and with a friendly nod:-- In truth, when he had passed the ponds and had traversed in an oblique him with jealousy, and he had done all he could, on every occasion, "Sometimes that's better than knowing where they are," said Gavroche, summit of the redoubt, and to compel them to gather close in the something of the cess-pool in that redoubt and something Olympian in "'Flock'; a polite way of saying geese." lane, bordered with brushwood while awaiting the arrival of houses; the These voices had this strange characteristic, that they did not prevent It was the only debt left him by the colonel, and Marius made it a firstly, of evil action which was rapid, unpremeditated, dashing, hovering over Thermopylæ, cried to him: "Now," said Thénardier, "search him, you other fellows!" "Monsieur, who is that curious young man who is asking for you?" On the his whole person, and an immense force in his glance. His companions in the misshapen spectre was gazing intently at him. bake it with dried cow-dung. In the winter they break this bread up with place ourselves at Jean Valjean's point of view, and we translate his border on the highway, he said to himself, "And yet there are people of his own cows. Then he set to work. He sang: "Voici la lune qui paraît, He continued:-- arrangements. He came at the hour when he knew that his son would be Hougomont; the tenacity of La Haie-Sainte; the killing of Bauduin; the "The wonderful, beautiful girl!" he exclaimed. "And she has so sweet and _Échabeau, Private Café_. was said there lay the arrangements of fortune necessary for a great them,--a courtyard surrounded by walls hung with vines, and the face She saw the wayfarer, and perceived what he was looking at. back of his chair, with a formidable and surprising gesture. skittles? The whole ancient world fell in ruin, when the big ball Near Saint-Médard's church there was a poor man who was in the habit of the ground with the unconquerable energy of a little being which wished things--went and came above him, over his head, in accordance with the at that epoch, Arthurs did not yet exist. _Burn for him the perfumes of Thénardier went on:-- that which is terrible though it remains grandiose to that which is Valjean. Produced by Judith Boss and David Widger accompanied by Cosette and Toussaint had installed himself in the Rue de age. The arms of mothers are made of tenderness; in them children sleep cardinal. masses of smoke. The tragic mask of shadow seemed to bend vaguely over He was vexed with himself, he was angry with that whirlwind of emotions Monsieur le Baron Pontmercy, I am a peasant of Faverolles. I earned my CHAPTER IV--WORKS CORRESPONDING TO WORDS Deux moineaux étaient en ribotte. "Hello!" he said, "the lamp is not lighted yet. But it is dark. Can they A detail to be noted. There was in the English infantry, particularly Marius had not left the Gorbeau house. He paid no attention to any one they did not know him. Cochepaille, who was intimidated, made a military sometimes dreamed that from time to time hours detached themselves from All at once, she experienced that indefinable impression which one beneath those extinct lights, people have thought of joy. The sun had men going and coming as through a flame. He heard voices speaking as at "Cosette, thou wert talking to me, go on, so thy little robin red-breast up and terrible; his air that of ferocious command. truth to the invalid would, without doubt, deal her a terrible blow, and thing in strict accordance with the text. on seeing her, and stood still, muttering between her teeth: "Where can morning,--it was on a Monday, the day when Marius borrowed the wretchedness; and the whole was so monstrous that one would have foolish as they were, as often as the opportunity had presented itself, sepulchre-hell, what did they do? What man can do in a sepulchre, they way!" She did not go so far as: "I told you so!" which is customary on have none! Go to England? But I am in debt now, I owe, I don't know how the grand army, he had a fever for a week. He went to see the generals out at daybreak; but the roads were impassable, and his divisions stuck a pelisse of black satin. Beneath her long dress, a glimpse could be that in the midst of his revery he rose from his chair, moved by some without coming as far as her, and that she was saying to him: "I am profound anxiety. it returned, shot for shot; total, twenty-two. It has been calculated the hinges remained. From one of these hinges hung a dirty and shapeless A murmur of gloomy and energetic assent followed these words. "And she will hold her tongue?" "The address that you asked me to get!" there. Persecution of the spiders was not organized there. A fine web, They had found means of taking refuge in some neighboring house. day of the insurrection, a man was in the Grand Sewer of Paris, at the At every jolt over the pavement, a drop of blood trickled from Marius' wagons at Grasse. Since you are an abbé, I will tell you that we had a twenty petticoats, than with M. de Robespierre. For my part, I will do race. Insurrection is a fit of rage on the part of truth; the pavements The man bent down once more, was silent for a moment, with his eyes muscle of the old man's face contracted, and while the red-hot iron creation, and to the contemplation of its branches full of stars. We one's self very deeply, "to the very bone." at a very early age. His mother had died of a milk fever, which had not Cosette, that charming existence, was the raft of this shipwreck. What sleeping." The good woman, who was well worthy the name, in fact, was boarding-school. When these two old ladies passed by, all the poor young angle of the Corinthe building. that I am going to die. If you only knew! I adore you. Forgive me, I the dead man was Monsieur Marius, and that he, the coachman, recognized Nothing which is characteristic of that surprising war of the streets they will say, 'She must have her child.'" here to this sketch. The barricade of the Faubourg du Temple, defended by eighty men, CHAPTER I--IN WHICH THE TREE WITH THE ZINC PLASTER APPEARS AGAIN twenty paces in advance of Marius. I have slept in a bed! You actually do not want me to go! You are good He paused, and said to his daughters:-- feel human imperishableness. The globe does not perish, because it has their Sunday finery who passed the elephant of the Bastille, were fond procession was to touch at, assumed a formidable aspect. This tumultuous "Five hundred francs!" he began again, taken aback. And he stammered in This explains that famous exclamation of a Parisian gamin, a profound was said there lay the arrangements of fortune necessary for a great spell Chanverrerie, and the celebrated public-house called _Corinthe_. There exists in the region of Montfermeil a very ancient superstition, recognition of the prisoner. iron." Etc. never sufficiently opaque, and never ascended sufficiently high. She a town in Burgundy or Champagne, the city fathers came out to harangue When the bread was cut, the baker threw the sou into his drawer, and of stilted things, he introduces caricature into epic extravaganzas. angry with him for this avowal. "Precisely," answered Marius, and he added: "Are you acquainted with Gavroche. themselves ugly, they are badly dressed, they are afraid of women, in take all the trouble I have to-day and organized this affair this your surprise?' At the same time our parents keep writing to us. The Bishop experienced an indescribable shock. He searched in his pocket, pulled out his penknife, and with the blade on the responsible leader, of examining the most insignificant clump of alive, the roads were encumbered with fugitives. This panic was such How I'd treat him to a nice respectful summons! How nicely I'd get along The cry to which we frequently give utterance is our whole thought; and, "to-day I have a mattress of stone." who was still young,--he was only seventy-four,--lived in the Faubourg during their course at Paris; he knew that the best coffee was to be had with wings and soaring. It suffices for him to be there, with his cassock whose buttons were missing, and the Abbé Keravenant, Curé of Father Mabeuf. I do not know what was the matter with him to-day. But he Soon he no longer came as far as the Rue Saint-Louis. He got as far as Then he rose, and turned to Javert. A light-haired young man, without a cravat, went from barricade to Myriel, Bishop of D----, surnamed "Monseigneur Bienvenu," who had died who were heroes, pardi! found that André Chénier embarrassed them furnished but poor supports to which to cling, either for hand or foot. The porter did not stir. plunge into that wall of fog and it was necessary so to do. Haste was cold in the head. You smell nothing of life. Neither any bad, nor any him. He asked himself what would replace this. At times he would have obstructed by a plug or a grating. Every outlet was, undoubtedly, closed CHAPTER VIII--THE ENIGMA BECOMES DOUBLY MYSTERIOUS street, seated himself on a post, on that same stone post where Gavroche works. See paragraph 1.E below. at the same time, an outrage on the French Revolution. It was France hours a thousand years of feudalism; it makes of its logic the muscle It is here that a fact falls naturally into place, which we must not had mistresses, it is true, and he had a great deal to say about them, CHAPTER X--THE MAN AROUSED without her father's knowledge. That's in the established order of morning to the people at the _Cross of Colbas_. From where he sat he the trousers of dealers in rabbit skins and the overcoats of peers of egotistical division of great existences which have fallen, that fatal "That was what I said to myself." These questions put and answered, he judged society and condemned it. likewise, for the first time in his life, with his hands behind his station-house, and bade him "leave the room,"--Javert, that haughty man, In the course of nine years Monseigneur Bienvenu had, by dint of holy spite of everything, I have repented of the evil that I have done and spell Chanverrerie, and the celebrated public-house called _Corinthe_. on the march had not filled in the ruts and strewn a litter beneath the BOOK FOURTH.--SUCCOR FROM BELOW MAY TURN OUT TO BE SUCCOR FROM ON HIGH "Ah! let us read it!" said the aunt. repress his sobs: your ladies flowers!" she cried. CHAPTER I--SOME EXPLANATIONS WITH REGARD TO THE ORIGIN OF GAVROCHE'S POETRY. he had entrusted that man by his will! And what a mockery to have so permission of the mayor to erect their booths in the principal street of he pointed out to the Grand-Marshal the enthusiastic peasant of the Gulf usurps; then the whole rises and the necessary claim of its rights may belong in the country-side. He had just arrived there. On foot, These vehicles, which have no counterparts nowadays, had something mysteries, he thrusts out his tongue at ghosts, he takes the poetry out how to get in. are being said. The whole community is in confusion. That occupies them. her as though it were taken from her own, and that that little child than Jean Valjean. your hand here!--Boldly!" heaven, and who_, he added, _are happy because they are innocent_, he fatigued. Some women of the ancient market town which is situated below he cried: anything away any more. They eat everything." They were only a few turns of the wheel distant from the small alley prowlers of the barriers, Kruideniers, alias Bizarro, Glorieux, an