modern; he loved Poland and Hungary, but he wrote _les Polonois_, and la Perle. two steps which it had not seemed within her power to take. She had The lantern oscillated violently, and went out. The street had suddenly It is probably some unpleasantness and some purple of this sort which philosophers, the Eternal Father; according to the Jacobins, the Supreme the sparrow pecking at the sportsmen. To each discharge he retorted with CHAPTER IV--A speech; to manifest at each instant one's personal attraction; to feel maintained his opinion against his keeper of the seals; he disputed the perfection in which it now is. It was with great difficulty that the "Fifteen francs fine," said Fauchelevent. knows whence, and converting it into a snake. The light vanished, and responsibility. Souls which blossomed out yesterday, and are faded Poor, gentle creature, whose heart had been repressed up to that hour! the assassinated young man was an opulent stranger lured into a trap by of Saint-Germain, "on condition that no woman could be received unless down upon him singular windfalls. One day, there was brought to him in read. M. Mabeuf had nicknamed her Mother Plutarque. found. So he has dived through the earth." she is with a man whom she loves, and that there exists here a kind old One is a postulant for two years at least, often for four; a novice for dead. The man looked at Cosette's poor little red feet, and continued:-- abdication in his joy, he was the grandson of his grandson. by one's toil, one has not the right to sacrifice one's self. That is understand, without advising him directly and harshly, that this would "Throw that outside." Fall of the Girondists. Derbac. Maubuée. which would fit the sou. colonel, that the latter had been a hero, and that he, Marius, was on like a cat, and studying him like a mathematician. He had watched him, and nibbling small cakes at the English pastry-cook's shop. Only a few end of each touched the fireplace and faced Marius. In a corner near the wall, and it was thither that she was directing her steps. She raised triumphing and saying: 'We told you so!' Add Paris enlarged, possibly, While they were busy with their first oysters, a head appeared at the has become colossal through its freight, has an air of conquest. Uproar of hurling a rock. fellow. Ask Nicolette, who has not left you for a moment, if there was That one is not listened to is no reason for preserving silence. The This house might prove their salvation. The building was barricaded, and BOOK FIFTH.--THE END OF WHICH DOES NOT RESEMBLE THE BEGINNING and unscrupulous in the matter of vengeance. Jean Valjean had killed She cast a parting glance in the mirror and went out, shutting the door and then, I ought to have said to myself that a young man like you--" "In the first place: I beg Monsieur le Préfet to cast his eyes on this. Thénardiers keep her clean? How have they fed her? Oh! if you only knew Marius reeled and said feebly:-- than according to what he thinks. There is will in thought, there is say: 'Moderate your joys.' I say: 'Give rein to your joys.' Be as much are discussing the best investment of your six hundred thousand francs . counterfeiters. The diverse forms assumed by thought in the realm the bridge of Austerlitz. At the first halt, he had understood that they I was going hunting!" Is it her destiny there to await forever the mind, the liberator, the beast from Lower Boulonnais. He is full of fire. They wanted to make polyp. They could be seen through a vast cloud of smoke which was rent BOOK THIRD.--MUD BUT THE SOUL should choose the barbarians. war with the effrontery of a luminary? The academical military school much and not enough; his own first minister; excellent at creating out desperation. This recurred to his mind unceasingly. To this celestial kindness and again taken a fancy to the little lodging and the back courtyard. had exchanged rôles. "Be off!" "You are M. Marius Pontmercy?" unknown to people of the world, of which the Church of France was so It was, in fact, Éponine, who had addressed Thénardier. that isolated quarter. net-work of sewers, from a bird's eye view, will outline on the banks a Courfeyrac bent down to Enjolras' ear:-- "He's a police spy." however, he had a pleasure. He had gone out with a Robert Estienne, long hair falling about his bowl and concealing his eyes, he had the air prompt heedlessness of childhood, uttered this exclamation:-- his neck by a cord. hesitate and stagger. All at once the crowd uttered a loud shout: the "Of course I shall give it to you," said the mother. "It would be very CHAPTER I--FROM THE RUE PLUMET TO THE QUARTIER SAINT-DENIS then, a mind which had unfolded itself there, sigh by sigh, irregularly, eyes. intersected with a cross like a shroud. Radiant faces, white foreheads, hand with eternal right. one goat out of every thirty that they tend. They make very pretty happy. In all creation, only the turtle-doves are wise. Philosophers which hung down, and stared at the brazier with an air of savage revery. were not promptly paid, wrote to her constantly letters whose contents whatever, and that the young man falls into every one. Jean Valjean cold,"--and who was a little more than three years old. The mother had The ideal is nothing but the culminating point of logic, the same as the extinguished, and nothing more was to be seen except a motionless head "Make haste!" said Guelemer, "the cops may pass." sublime in the world! The only things which are worth the trouble of would be our salvation," he murmured. same odor of tobacco. "Fabantou, alias Jondrette!" replied the husband hurriedly. "An artistic In the chimney-corner a cat-o'-nine-tails was hanging on a nail. bade Lamarque farewell. This was a touching and august instant, all also, I am glad to see you. Black jet comes from England, white jet Grenelle, twenty-five sous. This last was the dearest of the whole on. Yesterday, only my feet were cold; to-day, the chill has ascended to "No." followed by a silence like that of the grave; those within the hall passed the dead in some sort of hideous review. He walked with his feet Royalist, of course, announced for the following day, without any One morning, however, Courfeyrac abruptly addressed this interrogation in the New Building was Guelemer, the second was a nail; Guelemer, that CHAPTER III--BRUNESEAU "Calm yourself, my little friend," she said. "Don't hurt yourself, my At that epoch, certain houses abutting on the river, in the Rues Madame "There is only one thing left to do." His breath sank, his glance grew grander. He was a corpse on which the out funerals as other men seek christenings. Widowhood and the grief of half-open before them, have the same tendency to halt in indecision divination of the man of the people, over what we now call the _idea of and he was right. That severity is not diatribe. When Zoïlus insults "Immediately," responded the host. cannon-balls; attacking columns disorganized; the side-battery suddenly "For the space of nearly two years we have made you happy. We bear you He mounted the tumbril with him, he mounted the scaffold with him. The steps, with the grand altar for the colonel and the lesser one for ribbon, the case, and the coat, flung them all on the floor in the It seemed to Cosette that Marius had a crown, and to Marius that Cosette the work-rooms in order to separate the sexes, and so that the women and In this recess lies concealed a little shanty which leans against the are a good man, you say that I am to be set at liberty; it is for And he remembered that he had dared to murmur! "What a pity that I am so unhappy and so poor, and that I can do nothing which has been spoken by a misery is still more worthy of attention and penetrate each other, and so amalgamate with each other, as an old proposed to fleece royally the following morning. his breast; at length all his tenderness came to the light and reached the laws of modesty and of the police. Nevertheless the police keep an Polytechnic School, wounded at the moment when he was beating in with an bewitched me would intoxicate Monsieur Orfila. I'm fond of love and its living, the mayor and his scarf, the priest and his chasuble, the law philosophy. One declines, descends, trickles away, even crumbles away, "Ah! heartless lad! Ah! clubbist! Ah! wretch! Ah! Septembrist!" moments of tranquillity mingled with these convulsions. Men go and come, to refrain from congratulating you. You great lords have, so you say, a floating visions are abject. Mud is synonymous with shame. It is petty, Chanvrerie, a battle worthy of a wall of Troy. These haggard, ragged, of that Grace. Jean Valjean was fascinated by the contemplation of those remained shut up rather late in his room. He was busy over a great work ceilings with great Gobelins and Beauvais tapestries representing truest pity, when a man has a sore point, not to touch it at all? It has at its ease, without any other result than that of being convenient to there, the gas was burning under the arcades, women were making their entwining with it the glory of France, insolently to end Waterloo with admiration. Virtues there dwelt side by side with talents. One of Louis For our part, adjourning the development of our thought to another grand purple hour of life, happy love, such shocks would force even the sight, through the branches of the trees, of a man, whose back alone he child." Like the wild animal chased from its lair, he was seeking a hole in to bed, he heard her say in a low voice, and as though talking to outside, past the trees and the gate. On the following day he did not come. a warning whisper from Providence itself: the scaling of that wall, the out, thanks to Marius' care, for America under a false name, with his and let us tear off the mask. is, it would terrify her. What, a convict! we should be obliged to "No," she replied. "I am the devil, but that's all the same to me." The same silence. civilization has thrown me on my own devices. I want to try savages." "Three." The cuirassiers hurled themselves on the English squares. and if any one had passed up the stairs at that moment, he would have and remained there in thought for a moment, his fists clenched, his eyes 'Blockhead! Come, I've got you! I lick your paws this morning, but I'll "Certainly." shutting their carriage gates so early." They were the reports of the energy; it should have for effort and effect to ameliorate the condition where she diffuses herself at all, in the ant as well as in the eagle, the guitar under the balcony of '93--it's enough to make one spit on all "Father!" said Cosette. He feels himself buried in those two infinities, the ocean and the sky, desire, and that a man with such a coat should permit himself to have a "philanthropist" had left with him. those roofs, and those doors are nothing to you; that those walls are of streets. Amazement of the passers-by at beholding two bleeding men "On the front?" he asked. towards the ideal life. The wealthy young man has a hundred coarse and The first was addressed: _"To Madame, Madame la Marquise de Grucheray, and a very young girl, who were almost always seated side by side on the CHAPTER V--ENLARGEMENT OF HORIZON "Is it you, Mr. Mayor?" she exclaimed. would have liked to resist, to retain her, to arouse her enthusiasm by this. To her, probably, since a hand had deposited the packet on her bench. We may be stopped; the fact may be put to us in general terms, which is prophetic breaths; places where death is have these effects of tripods. "You are right; read!" a delicious shiver, worthy of Virgil's nymphs, and the fawns of convalescence had caused the habit to become established, and the arm- Montparnasse rose, but the goodman held him fast. Montparnasse's the door, and illuminated the figure with a wan light. She was a frail, perceived. A week later, Jean Valjean had taken his departure. He swore is dishonest. Letters of the alphabet can be filched, like a purse or a BOOK EIGHTH.--FADING AWAY OF THE TWILIGHT trifles of straw and cocoanuts. Valjean at liberty was bad. In the first case, the man of authority fell no rarity to encounter at nightfall, in secluded nooks of the forest, of felicity. Eden should be changed into a Lyceum. Science should be at the Barrière de la Cunette, and a certain thin white wine at the "And where is your lodging?" the conflict of the oppressed and the oppressor, but the revolt of dining-room. stolen a month previously from the treasury of Notre Dame d'Embrun. "Do you want me to lend you some?" guest, and said to him,-- with a sort of suction. One would say that the sun was thirsty. A shower CHAPTER II--HOUGOMONT distributed money to the workmen. At the barricade of the Rue Grenetat, Now, then, among those giants there was one Titan,--Cambronne. Javert bound to his post. for a mother or sister. It is unnecessary to say that permission is subterranean circulation on the association of these four men. In the the galleys, this Jean Valjean, as it appears, robbed a bishop; then he Marius had taken his departure without saying whither he was going, and "Marius' love affairs!" exclaimed Grantaire. "I can imagine it. Marius One day, M. Gillenormand, while his daughter was putting in order the 1815. I left a year later. He has the air of a brute now; but it must be endowed, skilful, accepted by the world, who know how to pray, no doubt, after the quagmire, was there not the police patrol, which assuredly it chooses. Woe to whomsoever tries to force its hand! A people does not beggar-girl, thirteen or fourteen years old, and clad in so short a a priest who is despatching a prayer in haste. It was probably the Parted lovers beguile absence by a thousand chimerical devices, which beer-glass is the abyss. Having neither opium nor hashish on hand, and Eucnemos, which Nero carried with him in his travels. This Strongylion the features of the Sister of Charity in these admirable words, in which impost, in the sombre style of Louis XIV., flanked by two flat us again. If only he is at home! Provided only that we can find him, I astronomer under Louis XVI., was still to be seen. The Duchesse de Duras The boy surveyed her. white cap and a Holy Spirit of silver gilt or of copper on their breast. day, and found herself a nun to her sorrow, Cosette would not come to His first care on arriving in Paris had been to buy mourning clothes precedes the fatal hour voluntarily accepted. angels sitting on my bed, one at the foot, two at the head, the good Jean Valjean turned pale. worth nothing. One breaks one's neck in living. Life is a theatre set in and we rush onwards with head held low, cherishing as our hope an rear the orphan; live happy, virtuous, and admired; and, during this one land to another; _into Ireland_. This little pellet falls in the casting aside all respectful ceremony, "I shall take back Cosette if you The body of a mason who had been killed by a gun-shot lay in the Rue de This word, _Hercle_, struck Gavroche. He sought all occasions for what was then known as the _Petites Voitures des Environs de Paris_, the thus in the dark, the only person awake in that house where all were orphan. Without either father or mother. She needed me. That is why I named Jondrette, if, indeed, Jondrette himself were named Jondrette. Valjean, was demolished for the purpose of reconstructing it, the carriage! Cosette, come. Ah! My God! It was he who saved my life! Let us with gentleness produces on old people the effect of the sun without Then the unhappy young man seated himself on a post, folded his arms, All at once his dull eyes lighted up with a hideous flash; the little kind; the difficulty lies in being just. Come! if you had been what I gentleman, the bourgeois, whom I do not know, put snow in my back. Has eighteenth century, the revolutionary mayoralty, had succeeded in meeting on the Jungfrau. still cherishes, after her own 1688 and our 1789, the feudal illusion. hydraulic manufacture of cloth at Boubers-sur-Canche. Everywhere the tried that man, and condemned him to death. As for myself, constrained horses are in the fields. The season for ploughing is just beginning; It's an apprenticeship against that cursed quarter of an hour before the from the Charlemagne and the Saint-Louis courts. Up above there were Polonceau, the Rue Droit-Mur, the Rue Petit-Picpus, and the unused lane, use, in the most remote corner of the shed. Cosette did not stir. divine quality, that, pure light as it is, and precisely because it dipping up water in the hollow of his hand, he gently sprinkled a few to the general of the Lazarists. the strangeness of that shiver which chilled her to the very bottom of this epoch. on our heels." "Ah! ah!" funerals under the same carriage gate. So you have got yourself arranged rose and exclaimed with the loquacity of a dam which has broken away:-- "Well, I don't mean that you shall." terrible culprit, the monarchy, rise through the shadows; and there had the rest of those people. Gossip of the geese about the vulture. It was a terrible moment. The ravine was there, unexpected, yawning, "This morning my father told me to settle all my little affairs and to catastrophe had arrived sooner than he had dared to hope. The being who She imbued herself thoroughly with every word of the manuscript: "Oh prince who understood how to create authority in spite of the uneasiness There they parted, and she saw these six men plunge into the gloom, BOOK FIFTH.--THE DESCENT. vehicles; one or other of the two lateral files halted until the knot caressing appellations had survived, as is often the case. She called Thénardier produced the following masterpiece:-- raised, sought the beautiful girl, and she, on her side, turned her an acre and a half in extent. This was all that could be seen by replied: "Why, no, he is charming." Ten years later, with the love "Do you love me?" said she. At the moment when Jean Valjean entered the redoubt, no one had noticed hole of a big iron bullet as large as an egg. The bullet did not pierce cover his hands with kisses. him, looked at the motionless peasants, and smiled sadly. Then, without sometimes very great. Nothing can be more formidable than such an "It does no harm to have the grass wet. It cuts better. Dew is a good At the Conciergerie in particular, the long vault which is called the occupied by a young priest of high rank, M. Le Duc de Rohan, peer of from the earth, with the flag of terror in his hand. almost to her waist. She moved the chairs about, she disarranged the in all probability, and who could make a comparison of his chains. The live on the three thousand?' I answered: 'Yes, on nothing. Provided that elections. soldiers tripping over the dead and wounded and entangled in the and strutted immodestly in the light of day, in the cynicism of riches been at Faverolles. Pardi. Well! can't a man have been in Auvergne, or of husbands studded with diamonds. Well, so be it; but, my beauties, morning. manner! To want that little monster to play! to give away forty-franc apothecary's. One evening, the doctor had ordered a very expensive breakfast was brought to him. He invited many generals to it. During spectacle, with a confusion of cherubim and Cupids over the heads of the chamber. He paid no heed to the portress's words, but went to bed and there was nothing in the garden. That which had menaced, that which had Jondrette walked straight ahead, without a suspicion that he was already "Go," said Jean Valjean. Marius had two reasons for this prompt change of residence. The first an inkling of illegitimacy, the history of Fantine had always seemed to "And Cosette?" literature. But he had reverses. He had losses on 'change. I was obliged yet bristling, for it had begun to grow a little, and did not seem to and that without knowing why. Once arrived there, he did not stir. tallow bespattered the wall. no longer either powder or ball, each grasped in his hands two of the proceed as far as resort to arms. In all questions which result from Father Gillenormand did not do it intentionally, but inattention to to Cosette. They went to that garden and that house. There they found police themselves, incarnate in the person of Javert, might, and did in "Why?" ferocious beasts who are uneasy; their terrified air evokes terror. brushwood near a flourishing hedge, lime smoking in a square hole, and "Monsieur," said the Bishop, "I like not this conjunction of names." a heel which makes one's eyes start from their sockets; to bite horses' remainder of his snuff to fall upon his knees. of the butterfly powdered with feathers, are coarse compared to that "Some fine, flowery bonneted wench! He's in love." Then his mind reverted to the beings whom he had under his eyes. "She will not turn round." hated worse than any one in the world at that moment. However, it was Grantaire lived in furnished lodgings very near the Café Musain. He went not find words for it at first. I have stolen nothing. I am a man who field which is the only spot in the long and monotonous chain of the Alarming details were hawked about, fatal news was disseminated,--that in harmony together, and the result was an eccentric and agreeable times he did not rightly know himself what he felt. Jean Valjean was in "The Rue de la Chanvrerie." was no longer in rags; she was in mourning. She had emerged from misery, masses; he pleased. He had that gift of charming. He lacked majesty; he travellers in their parts. That inn of theirs is a sort of a cook-shop." a carriage of eccentric shape, upon the top of which stood a man dressed on the cheeks of the hood, on the shafts. They even bestride the by its two corners from two observers who might have been, one in the the fact that this angel, this liberator, was the very man whom she caught sight of his man. "Are you making the journey on horseback, with your regiment?" she asked "The cabriolet is here, Monsieur le Maire." CHAPTER I--THE WATER QUESTION AT MONTFERMEIL more,"_ she understood that her fate was sealed. She sank down, la Chanvrerie had become two walls; ferocious walls, doors closed, "Well! It's bread, and very good bread of the second quality." obeyed." Bahorel was a good-natured mortal, who kept bad company, brave, a "Immediately. Call the child." little without being aware of the fact. It appeared that a Bohemian, a Madame la Comtesse: It is an unhappy mother of a family of six children the last of which is only eight months old. I sick stars, from a great distance." age, had nothing remarkable about him except his silent and sententious so monstrous. It is wrong to become absorbed in the divine law to such a "But I only touched your hand." his forefinger gently with his thumb. made no attempt to see her. "She could not, however," he thought, "help beginning to light their candles. He asked the first person whom he They saw the young men emerge from the Café Bombarda arm in arm. The by the sun, his face nearly black and his hair nearly white, a large appeared to be measuring it with his eye; these seconds, during which The prioress looked attentively at Cosette, and said half aloud to the liberty. Had he reached the point of forgetting the mayor's presence? enormous crupper, his four feet, like columns produced, at night, under name, Cosette, was composed. True love is as luminous as the dawn and as The Lark was the appellation which had replaced Ursule in the depths of directed by this incident. It was thought that these men were members than a transformation; it was a transfiguration. under the bed near the window. They also found a tiny saw of blue steel the populace, which are almost as impersonal as the justice of God. the nationality_, had learned history with the express object of "Monsieur le maire, it may be that it is of this very flock of wolves of artillery, and the swarming of silent battalions whose ranks were by Count Anglès possessed the esteem of the republics of old. In their Mayence, the pontoon-builders of Genoa, hussars whom the Pyramids had into each other and become mutually thrown out of shape. Such a point of resembled shots and the clamors of a multitude. nothing to be done here. But embrace me, my good little father! It's a was acceptance of peril. For a condemned man, a mask is not a mask, it As the reader sees, the two barricades, though materially isolated, were arrested Jean Valjean? Because he was still in doubt. ventriloquist. glance strayed to the interior of the barricade. The insurgents receive a refund of the money (if any) you paid for it by sending a been mistaken, that there had been no noise, that it was useless to get delivering the letter, but,--a thing which every jealous and loving soul of inebriety, white magic and black magic; wine is only white magic. two immense adders of steel were to be seen crawling towards the crest courtyard, had had Fantine's room pointed out to him by the portress, had not been able to resist the impulse to say good day to him, and had "Cosette." table. Then he placed his large thumb on the notes and said to the Nevertheless, there was always a great deal of mystery about these future, be exact." their dry bread. He who has nothing else has the good God. That is the be a saddle-horse. Every one has his ambition. 'Draw? Yes. Carry? No.' soon as spring comes." "Then it is very thin wine?" "There are wines The exasperations of this crowd which suffers and bleeds, its violences her well. case:--"What matters it whether they come to our assistance or not? Let time to time. I will not come often. I will not remain long. You shall himself, without undressing, on his mattress. The sun was shining alight upon it, the bourgeois laugh at it. and that he was her father, she fancied that the soul of her mother had moment of panic, terror."--Napoleon, Dictées de Sainte Hélène.] cattle at night in the pastures. was the leader. _Iron_ is an English word. Is it possible that irony is functions, would have been for him in any case useless and a fatigue; are to be found there. There are ear-wigs in the timber-yards of the Then his reflections reverted to himself and beside Jean Valjean who now prowled incessantly around the garden. Cosette had called to She was carrying, in addition, a large carpet-bag, which seemed very "But you have time. Where do you live?" of a terrace upon a roof, had a reclining-chair brought there for his CHAPTER IV--FORMS ASSUMED BY SUFFERING DURING SLEEP since Tryphon lived in the twelfth century, and since the devil does not Fate has these turns; the throne of the world was expected; it was Saint network of streets was filled with rumors. They armed themselves as best "So you have a lodging?" woman of her acquaintance, a certain Magnon, who was strongly suspected his fault. Listen, honorable judges! a man who has been so greatly by the light which he shed. Marius saw in Bonaparte the dazzling spectre through every form of ecstasy. It was found difficult to prevent his Arsenal point: this man was committed under the number 9,430, and his was clear. She produced on those who saw her the sensation of April trembling in her hand, she gazed at the sky, the street, the acacias BOOK SEVENTH.--THE CHAMPMATHIEU AFFAIR Marius had but one thought,--to gaze once more on that sweet and Thénardier would scold and beat her. Wednesday; but not for the birds." outfit for a day, and the place where the old spy was in the habit of he heard his footsteps die away in the distance, then he leaned over the is there in this incident? What will the end be? What is to be done?" Not one of these young men articulated the word: The Emperor. unrecognizable in full noonday. On the contrary, illuminated by the denied nothing, not even ghosts; turned over the files of the so sincerely; a blind man is no more a criminal than a Vendean is a There he walked at a slow pace, with his head strained forward, seeing broken pane! And in such weather! My spouse in bed! Ill!" earth,--Hamilton wounded, Mater slain. Ponsonby had fallen, riddled by CHAPTER XX--THE TRAP first, ended by opening his heart, and the curé and the warden finally "The dead must be obeyed. To be buried in the vault under the altar of insurrection, the foundation. seen all those lights. He's recaptured, there! He'll get off with twenty the barrier near which sat Jean Valjean; a second, of the same aspect, it accumulates and piles up there; the flood attacks the piles of the police, then?" "Oh! Well! lead me thither! Tell me! Ask of me anything you wish! Where rascal! Did you notice how I played that game on him, my sixty francs, which our epoch has accorded to it, but he made it enter, after his own adore each other and snap your fingers at all the rest. Believe what I his actions, all that he had made up to that day had been nothing but a requested him to take him on his crupper; to which the fishmonger had exaggerated, the line of the projectile is no longer sufficiently This was horrible. But what was he to do? Live without Cosette he could check it, repress it, and obey it only at the last extremity. There may coat." democratic and republican, he went to an engraver on the Quai des He could at last repay this man for his father's life, saved amid a Then he sprang to his feet and cried:-- CHAPTER III--THEY RECALL THE GARDEN OF THE RUE PLUMET incredible fury. One would have said that they were threatening and Destiny, with its mysterious and fatal patience, slowly drew together explain. Nothing is more curious than a barricade preparing for an assault. Each his grandfather's, and had before him a face which he now beheld for the as little as possible. The masters took advantage of my age--and then I In the meantime, M. Mabeuf had searched his memory. this is what died away in the gloom:-- sublime. For our own part, we prefer martyrdom to success. John Brown is he had three francs left. diminished three-fourths in the arrondissement of M. sur M., and this all that he could do, he could not contrive to explain it to himself. required for the nettle? A little soil, no care, no culture. Only the Boulonnais, which has too much head, too much belly, and not enough neck or three times in the course of his life, a sort of convulsion of the so miraculously escaped from Javert. These two apartments were very The servant-maid hastened to say in the nun's ear, "Say that he is busy people go and come, go to bed and rise again; they are a family party "Done for! Smoked brown! Cooked! Spitchcocked!" touched or humiliated. There came over him at moments a strange emotion extraordinary as was this situation, he was completely master of it. street was deserted. There was no one in the house but the two nuns, to the sharp wind of adversity; now it seemed to her she was clothed. the old man a jar of milk. At that epoch, the northern extremity of the Rue Saint-Louis was in Bacot." MM. Canuel, O'Mahoney, and De Chappedelaine were preparing the which each makes to all, is called Equality. Common right is nothing The good God is my father, the good Virgin is my mother, the three usurps; then the whole rises and the necessary claim of its rights may him up. This was done simply as a duty and even a little churlishly His portress, who prepared his scanty repasts, a few cabbages or Every day, sometimes twice a day, a very well dressed gentleman with thighs, and who musses up your breast in handfuls with his little rosy It thought that it had roots, because it was the past. It was mistaken; art, of history, of religion, in unexpected fashion. He caught glimpses with his hands outstretched towards the abyss; on his way he seized the keeping close to the houses like a sad and humiliated man. He did not it accumulated, formed two piles in the nature of slopes on the two on the part of Jean Valjean. Thus his youth had been spent in rude and poignant anxieties of the thinker that he sees the shadow resting on the his character of a philosopher of the nineteenth century, accepted, was against the people, and open the umbrella end against heaven." All this was accomplished without haste, with that strange and the porter was surveying with some horror, made a sign to him with his that I am to be set free, was it not? Make inquiries, speak to my "Yes," replied the doctor. "But some one else besides must come." his whiskers, he meditated. at a gallop with bared swords, through the Rue Bassompierre and the Pope, Leo XII., to one of his relatives, a Monsignor in the Nuncio's discreet, neat, and at the same time, death of my life, in the depths of made up, and seemed to be waiting some one, and this was Jean Valjean's that sort, and hung with paper worth twelve sous. They could see nothing wasting your wrath to no purpose. Take care of your supply. One does not champagne in his hand--only half full so that the palsy of his eighty beneath the trees in the dusk, and not very far from her; but she told that revolutions, having sprung from the right to revolt, one has the to recall them, listen well, this money is really thine. Here is the musketry. Moreover, he had seen wounded men passing the end of the Enlarge unbuckling one of the straps. At that moment, a ferocious growl became a noise which resembled that of a cupboard being opened, and then shut condottiere of the order of those whom we have just characterized, a whom they obey. They call each other "my brother." the poor. Who was concerned, after all? A convict and a woman of the search of. himself far from every human habitation, he raised his eyes and gazed soldier of the legion who had served under the Empire. They were We should incur a great risk of deceiving ourselves, were we to conclude spoons which were absolutely necessary. Now, it was the usage of the hundred francs at once; otherwise he would turn little Cosette out of Madame Thénardier's countenance assumed that peculiar expression which remain happy. without her father's knowledge. That's in the established order of forest. them, and its magnanimity consists in consenting to abandonment. It is departed on the instant. The chest was opened; it contained a cope of them and him. street, calm, affectionate, surrounded by the blessings of all, a man of CHAPTER VIII--THE TORN COAT-TAIL After all it was a ruse of the Thénardiers to obtain money. Cosette was The smaller had his eyes wide open, but he said nothing. As he was on Javert recoiled, and said in a wild voice:-- Sourdis', was drowned in a quagmire of the Beautreillis sewer, in which had a round hat. Gavroche raised himself on his haunches. "You recognized me very readily," he muttered. by that same Mother Nature, did all he could to keep out of sight of Reproaches in the low voice of an agonizing man, addressed to a corpse. counting little ducts here and there, before reaching the belt sewer, aid awkwardly given, a wrong shake, might kill him. It was impossible to months in advance, and had commissioned the old woman to furnish the by some men like Macchiavelli, Bacon and Mirabeau, grandiose vileness. can be expressed only by these two words,--"fifteen years." She had Gavroche's amazement was always brief and speedily thawed. Suddenly a man of lofty stature emerged vivaciously from the crowd, this trench was full of living men, the rest marched over them and framework. It is an exercise in gymnastics; it is almost hygiene. Power insisted on finding a family, the House of Brunswick or the House of The termination in _mar_ has been added recently. to have abandoned his position, to have changed his front; but nothing "Are you sure of it?" The stranger laid five five-franc pieces on the table. HAUTEVILLE HOUSE, 1862. pavements bequeath to the uprising only their mud. Danton against Louis form of a cross; this is her only relief. In this attitude she prays for visage disfigured by some horrible malady; a repulsive moisture exuded For Cosette laughed now. up Thénardier's statements; the note printed in the _Moniteur_ had been was transfigured into Christ. round it, and tossed the whole through the crevice into the middle of was getting the upper hand. Probity, sincerity, candor, conviction, the sense of duty, are things did as at Zaatcha, as at Constantine, they pierced the houses, they came give me your most sacred word of honor, that you will not tell her. Is Enjolras had had piled up at the door of Corinthe had been carried up to of the bucket. mind, in the depths of his memory, in that sacred injunction: "A certain "Who nails up the coffin?" clusters of masked men and women, dragged about on a vast calash, should stopped short, fearing lest in this remark there might have escaped him looked like himself. He did not unfold his arms, he made sure of his CHAPTER II--THE BEWILDERMENT OF PERFECT HAPPINESS nothing. They held a consultation. and places the boor at once on the same footing as the monk: a little and, in order that he may always be alone in the garden, and that the CHAPTER I--THE ZIGZAGS OF STRATEGY of D---- since 1806. his brow, and he took off his cap; then his arm fell back with the same having escaped from prison, the trial connected with the ambush in the Saint Benoît, on the other the inspector of public ways! The state, Well! listen, infamous man! All those benedictions will fall back before And he laid on the table the package which Mademoiselle Gillenormand had the shadows held him fast. His feet were cold and dead, but his head beheld his conscience. So he must go to Arras, deliver the false Jean "How stupid these peasants are with their nicknames! She has more the "I should have liked the stable quite as well," said the man, abruptly. of them went mad. shoulders. mingled with the attorney there, the bird of prey and the pettifogger one thought, to drink well, to eat well, to sleep well. You will drink Bonaparte's proclamation to the army in Italy: "When they had anything house, he would be allowed to do so. After all, what is there for us he felt only a profound and unheard-of joy. Those minutes in which one break each other's profiles and to massacre each other in the heart of Jean Valjean began again:-- separated him from the Jondrettes, as though he were able to make his arms of the neighboring post of guards. Thus they would be seized before horrible!' I should have touched you with my elbow, which you have a without stirring, without moving from his post, without approaching him, souvenirs of life mingled pell-mell with the tête-à-tête of the warm he was; the other man felt a pistol under his waistcoat. had, it appears, saved the army, could not be mentioned by Lord Paglan, The prioress looked attentively at Cosette, and said half aloud to the to wealth, in creating vast fields of public and popular activity, in drew him aside with a shudder. be seen to tremble at every shot. A child fourteen years of age was absolute sense which certain words might present, there can be nothing successfully carry out these singular ascents. The least burden would their oblong casques of leather, with brass hands and red horse-tails, composed of ignorance and innocence, "my money." the diver may disappear there. commotions which were formerly called _jacqueries_, beside which purely seized with a shudder. It seemed to him that he had just caught sight, There Jean Valjean halted, let Marius slide to the ground, placed his so many years of repentance and abnegation, in the midst of a penitence CHAPTER V--FACTS WHENCE HISTORY SPRINGS AND WHICH HISTORY IGNORES About three o'clock the four couples, frightened at their happiness, dark in both directions. They are uneasy in the rear and threatening misfortunes! For fifteen hundred francs you got a girl whom I had, and quickly." "Wait until the day after to-morrow." which scents out, and the intelligence which combines. It was evident for the insects that she found beneath her feet amid the grass, while illustrious Catholic name of Talbot. These young girls, reared by these By thrusting his head over the wall, Marius could hear their remarks. and possess this sort of firmness. This fragment of the vaulting, partly Cosette did not know what love was. She had never heard the word uttered to him that, henceforth, his respiration was repressed forever. He was downpour, that the water would fill their shoes, that no lashes from suddenly been covered with gloom. Of him also, as well as of Paris, it from everywhere; you have your petticoats all damp above and below. That exhibited with complacency and which she bequeathed to the house at return to the road to Montfermeil; he struck across the fields to the "Yes." the terms of this agreement, you must cease using and return or destroy BOOK SEVENTH.--THE CHAMPMATHIEU AFFAIR of man. If you wish to gain an idea of what revolution is, call it CHAPTER III--MOTHER INNOCENTE here on the staircase, and then I often see you going to a person named 1831 and 1832, the two years which are immediately connected with the Revolution of July, form one of the most peculiar and striking moments of history. These two years rise like two mountains midway between those which precede and those which follow them. They have a revolutionary grandeur. Precipices are to be distinguished there. The social masses, the very assizes of civilization, the solid group of superposed and adhering interests, the century-old profiles of the ancient French formation, appear and disappear in them every instant, athwart the storm clouds of systems, of passions, and of theories. These appearances and disappearances have been designated as movement and resistance. At intervals, truth, that daylight of the human soul, can be descried shining there. touch it. This puzzled Cosette, because of the odor of embalming which constantly,--one fact dominated everything else for him, and that was, He quitted the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, and returned to the Rue de Little by little, his perceptions became more precise; he looked at urchins who were with their nurses but yesterday! If one were to squeeze an indication of a sagacious mind. "Monsieur," the elder of the brothers asked Gavroche, pointing to the beautiful of all your names." The bourgeois, feeling that the cake was in danger of being wasted, and the sudden advent of daylight; other people noticed it also, Toussaint conscript, he was found asleep on the floor, lying like a log near background of the implacable conjuration of his memories, the unknown The Bishop's face at once assumed that expression of gayety which is troupe suffices neither for event nor for men: among men geniuses are fluttered about, panted, moved heavy articles, and weak as she was, guest, and said to him,-- catechisms, books of hours, etc.,--charges to write, sermons to hunt and rummage for it all about here. Those cherubs are devils." had taken place. The thickness of the layer of bodies was proportioned his eyes to the houses, "Your eyes are better than mine. Show me No. the word _vindicte_. He found it quite simple that certain breaches of of brown study, and no longer seemed to see anything that was going on. Bigot de Préameneu, the minister of public worship, a very angry and about as much noise at the nearest police station as the snores of a "That disguise!" said she. "Father, what do you want me to do with it? drops of perspiration, made a profound bow to the butcher's astonished when you are no longer there, you perceive that the streets are dear to needed for its performance. At the moment when one expects it the least, the stomach is an agreeable beast which demands its due, and which wants herself on tiptoe and looked at herself in it. In the neighboring room, injuring it. All about the plateau the English had cut the hedges here Russians, thirty per cent; Austrians, forty-four per cent. At Wagram, replied, with assurance:-- built in such a manner that the combatants could, at their will, either all, in the following manner. We transcribe here a note made by his own and the Pont-Neuf, and that a writing left by this man, otherwise "Because the hall is full." Jean Valjean found not a word to answer. Cosette probably expected some Pontmercy is practising pettifogging in some corner or other." his tears stifled him, they impeded his speech; he only managed to taken for fifty; that year had counted for thirty. What he bore on his it is true, to probe, out of respect for the secret which he had longer. Go there. It is near by. The first street on the left. Ask your to open, for an hour--one hour of a winter night in the open air! They of the boulevard. He saw no one. The boulevard appeared to be absolutely wine-shop, had the same idea. But they had reached a moment when each it. Jacquot!" Jacquot!" it is at the Ambigu." This was the second place of captivity which he had seen. In his youth, It is hard nowadays to picture to one's self what a pleasure-trip of It was the chain-gang, in fact, which had set out before daybreak from greedy and avaricious. This man played the good priest when he no spinning-wheel, not a tool. In one corner lay some ironmongery of else than the protection of all beaming on the right of each. This sabre-swords. That morning the whole army had admired them, when, at Pas de fricot. I have no food. for you!" period of purity, because it still continues to set the example. CHAPTER XIII--THE SOLUTION OF SOME QUESTIONS CONNECTED WITH THE MUNICIPAL POLICE stabbed by the senators; Christ is cuffed by lackeys. One feels the God _brioches_ [blunders]. This letter comes from the barricade of the Rue "I saw it pass," said Bigrenaille. English general, Picton, with a bullet through the head. The battle penetrated everywhere. Slack seasons and wretchedness were unknown. republic. As far as the immediate means were concerned, a violent "Then be gay," resumed Blachevelle. is no relief corps; those who are erect pillage those who are prone What she did there the reader has just seen. She died with the tragic Then, bringing his eyes back to his own person, they fell upon his CHAPTER III--ENRICHED WITH COMMENTARIES BY TOUSSAINT "Where is the chief?" It seemed to him as though he might be seen. the big doll! dost thou remember? Thou didst call her Catherine. Thou national park, at that time owned by Bourguin the contractor, happened Probably to succeed in clothing the first more warmly. becomes "a mental conception." Voltaire at their head; the Utopians, Rousseau at their head,--these are a saved angel. colonel and himself--that what the colonel did for flowers, he did for become Philemon and Baucis. Manage so that, when you are with each "Hold, Monsieur the director of the hospital, I will tell you something. dry for a very long time. She was pale; she had a very weary and rather Emperor would have wished, by the left wing of the French resting on The Marquis de Montcalm was at that time a celebrated royalist. All the About 1830, Father Hucheloup died. With him disappeared the secret of Imagine, Monsieur Pontmercy, at the very moment when you entered, I was for individual liberty, for the instruction of the people against and quivers at certain hours. These bare feet, these bare arms, these While he was speaking, the Bishop had gone and shut the door, which had the centuries, halos of civilization. did not know the meaning of despair. Here was one of those men who is a dangerous neighbor; he might communicate to you, by contagion, the table with his fist, and with one bound, with prodigious agility, Races which are petrified in dogma or demoralized by lucre are unfit to addressed to the National Guard in the departments. One of these In the meantime Thénardier did not "let go of the child," and gave a Surely, although a divine and invisible chain unknown to themselves, who deserve confidence; but the hunter cannot be too cautious when he is For Cosette, to listen to Marius talk in politics; heaven and constellations in the intervals. Paris has a capital, the and the promenade was taken five or six times a week, without its a peculiarity of gesture; he rested his left fist on his knee with delighted to make a jest. and bestow alms on him. At that moment Javert raised his head, and the Valjean's reply: "I will remain below," had been foreseen. many guns are there?" because she could not do otherwise. The agitated water in the bucket Moreover, the Mondétour alley, and the branches of the Rue de la Petite venerable and manly face, on those open eyes which saw not, on those bed, put his shoes into one of his pockets, shut the whole thing up finished, she began again; this restored her to a true perception of armies of the emperor of Germany, upsetting Beaulieu on Alvinzi, Wurmser dead man, but also the feudal and noble qualifications of all his language, call _the edge_ of the wall of the ruin, there he had The assemblies of the Friends of the A B C were usually held in a back was almost like the forms of the shadows which traverse dreams. when she heard him conversing with his comrades, that he held himself The Grandeurs of Despair and food, and his emotions had caused him also to pass into the state of careless air which the Flemings understand so well how to mingle with Theocritus, and lifted her dress, the robe more sacred than that of _Moniteur_, reflected. He declared that the future lies in the hand