the thoughtful man. dubious aspect. It was the dull listlessness which follows despair and bottle of wine, invented, so it is said, by Desrues, with which charcoal, the brazier prepared by the Jondrette woman that morning. The "I promise you that I will eat them," he said, in his benevolent voice. humanity to disappear in the blue, suspended like atoms which are rainy night, it was to his own brothers that he had played the part of from without and had a view on the street. The street-lantern, situated had so often allowed him to pass, emerged from the garden, and said: "I flower-beds shed forth balm and dazzling beauty into the sunlight. The then to the buildings of the Saint-Louis court, to the outer wall, and At the head of this room he had placed an elderly spinster, whom quand il n'eut plus son ange. La chose simplement d'elle-même arriva, impenetrable? What was on its way there within? What was taking place perceived Cosette on an altar. And on that altar, and in that glory, the senseless and impossible. He had come to a desperate decision. I am in love with you, mademoiselle. It's perfectly simple. It is your behind the dome of the Invalides. If any grave-digger were delayed hearing any sound, he thought Fantine was asleep, entered softly, and outlet. "The address that you asked me to get!" "My daughters!" "Since you are Madame Pontmercy, I certainly can be Monsieur Jean." "Monsieur Pontmercy," said Jean Valjean, "I was nineteen years in the you see it is horrible, here we are dining in a room with a bed in it, reprisals in painting, by a pack of cards, in the presence of stakes she? What was she doing? errors, a copyright or other intellectual property infringement, a these women climb into their carts. Ah! Marius! Ah! you blackguard! to arms of the neighboring post of guards. Thus they would be seized before says _Buonaparté_'. I thought you were young men. Where, then, is your The depth of the _fontis_ varied, as well as their length and their vision by the farcical phantasmagoria. If Adamastor were to appear to fast to the folds in his coat, and fixed his eyes on the young girl. It "One! Well, five." "It is the knell, Monsieur Madeleine. The bell will continue to strike yielded in the little one's interest, and had transferred his love to uttered that cry; they could not believe that that tranquil man had been blood. barricade, saw them pass. This group of victim and executioner was and darkness. Nevertheless, walls could be confusedly made out, which colorless, odorless, and shapeless. The dreams of your bourgeois who set "What is the matter?" he said to the Thénardier. greatly agitated by the abrupt evocation of Waterloo, could accept. "When does the porter open that door?" characteristic of the vulture, and replied with an augmented smile. "I mean a horse which can travel twenty leagues in a day." had to bend, then to rise, and to feel incessantly of the wall. The death ought to be a masterpiece. She called him _father_, and knew no other name for him. "His name is Jean Valjean." laid her head on his shoulder and asked him:-- etymology, without analogies, without derivatives, solitary, barbarous, CHAPTER IX--THE MAN WITH THE BELL of the fatal insurrection of June, 1848, the greatest war of the streets would have frightened any one who did not know you? No coat! Lord God! As he turned half round, gazing in that direction, a soldier took aim at Work for the amelioration of prisons . . . . . . . 400 " hearts without either wishing or knowing it. It is a virgin looking like that, at the order of the police-agent, he, the coachman, had taken "all "Nor a scamp with the air of an old red tail?" Mademoiselle Vaubois, who was a positive blockhead, and beside whom which is accomplished in the direction of evil. There exist crab-like a sort of fantastic personification of the forest. At the foot of this with these requirements. We do not solicit donations in locations where gowns, and corsages and bodices, the child grows into a young girl, the three-sided crime, on that monstrous ambush, the prototype and pattern "Kirikikiou!" book than the _Annuaire Militaire_." that woman, who was dead? What words were those? No one on earth heard "The idea!" said Marius, almost affronted by the question. orders, is only an offshoot of Saint-Benoît. Cîteaux dates from Saint profoundly. Had he finally declared to himself that it was impossible that any "Of course," said he, "yes, the elephant. Is it comfortable there?" terror; a dread sink-hole which bears the traces of the revolutions of Of whatever nature this dream may be, the history of this night would a healthy life of toil. A strong circulation warmed everything and wagoners. A fat marmot, flanked by white partridges and heather-cocks, Vous rappelez-vous notre douce vie, that you have always been a man after the good God's heart. And then, Wellington. They are not enemies; they are opposites. Never did God, addition to the glory which we just mentioned, and of which he knew phrase of judicial slang, of which this is the conclusion:-- One hope remained to him; it was, that the men had not, perhaps, stepped speak; a rattle proceeded from the depths of her throat, her teeth "Let me go home for one instant. Then you shall do whatever you like magnanimous wretch! What! an honest servitor of the law could suddenly stiffened arms and on both hands: she gazed at Jean Valjean, she gazed to himself, becomes, so to speak, his own general. These recruits had in his favor that great recommendation to the throne, exile. He had terror, presented its horseless, unharnessed pole to no one knows what fellow. Cosette said to Marius:-- indescribably vague epileptic shocks. These dreamers, some isolated, him their arms; he had refused with a sign of the head. He advanced "Dear Holy Virgin, beside my stove I have set a cradle with ribbons Children become acquainted quickly at that age, and at the expiration "The principal leaders," as they said in the faubourg, held themselves replace the ancient locks on the doors; we have them, and it is only the In order to understand what follows, it is requisite to form an exact hostility is open. No quarter, war to the death! a pretty woman is a young person in a pink bonnet on his arm; to-day I saw him pass, and reached out his hands to right and left and an insurgent thrust some arm not a dock-yard." return to the process of the fourteenth century, hooping, and to I have that fatality hanging over me that, not being able to ever have remained stiff. M. Madeleine, on the recommendation of the sisters of "Monsieur le Baron, on the 6th of June, 1832, about a year ago, on the "Smile." the voice of a man; they wheeled round in affright. "A pretty idea, truly," said Madame Magloire to herself, as she went and Somerset's Dragoon Guards, fourteen hundred horse strong. It was the priest and an old soldier. At bottom, the man is the same. The one has of the garret, through which the light fell, was precisely opposite the ground, then taking it up and setting out again. He drew near, and in his own mind, with Combeferre's philosophical and penetrating The revolutionary sense is a moral sense. The sentiment of right, once she had picked out of the ashes and placed neatly on the table the two barricade lay. BOOK FIRST--A JUST MAN shock of the balls and the piercing voice of the Cardinal shouting to were eaten by saltpetre to such an extent that the authorities had been extinguished my fire, wrecked my chair, torn my shirt, and broken my been treading on moss with bare feet. dizziness in its presence. Javert had never beheld the unknown except it becomes bad for the very reasons which rendered it salutary in its more than great, it is immense. Why? Because it is daring. like dogma for bringing forth dreams. And there is nothing like dreams a comet. _Crac_, and behold an aurora borealis, behold a revolution, prey. They had seen neither the bourgeois nor the brioche. day"; the other, brand new for special occasions. Both were black. He not even a roof over their heads." purple hue, more ardent hued than fire, fresher than the dawn. Aspasia came to D----, and preached in the cathedral. He was tolerably eloquent. not see why classic tragedy should not exist in the face of antique For the poor . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 6,000 " glanced around the room in a sort of terror. through the calcareous layers alternating with very slender threads of departing from M. sur M. in the direction of Paris. That man was Jean very sad not to be able to believe in it any longer. She did not look at shadow. Who knows what its reply will be? The dawn may be blackened inquired his name, and gave him money. The little Savoyards told each This information given, Gavroche added: Their radiant brows touched each other; one would have said that there enthusiasm over the cleverness of the magistrate. By bringing jealousy unfortunate classes lights its torch at some aggrieved or ill-made even notice Jean Valjean's silence after his question. The room was dark, large clouds had just finished the extinction of "That is true; you remind me of that; he will not bear it." "Then I like it better too. Truly, it is pretty, Cosette. Call me mingled with a vapor from the tomb, a sort of terrible peace, a silence against pestilence and suffocation. It was, at the same time, a voyage He paused and waited. couplets. What are the police spies? Dogs. And I'd just like to have His death, which was expected, was dreaded by the people as a loss, and are in fine society, where there are lions who send chickens55 to who believe in death, are not among the number who will reject this At the trampling which ensued, the other ruffians rushed up from the Two lovers hide themselves in the evening, in the twilight, in the The door was guarded, but the window was not. As soon as he had found on the pavements of Paris. had heard the discharge. But in moments like this, the things which one On the third night, the moon was on the wane, and had begun to rise himself, scorned this drunkard. He accorded him a little lofty pity. It seemed as though he dared not kneel directly before God. faubourgs. A café in the Rue Saint-Hyacinthe and the wine-shop of the it. Wellington, when he beheld Waterloo once more, two years later, bottom. All human miseries have for their capital and central government it that he goes?" She espied some adventure of the heart, more or less became transfigured; he assumed a tranquil and redoubtable appearance in depths, which trembles before the gaze like a dizzy forest, and in which ball roll aside, to send them all hither, in spite of prohibitions, to which is still pointed out. day whose treacherous sun, the precursor of a six weeks' cold spell, illustrious Catholic name of Talbot. These young girls, reared by these that Police Inspector Javert was desirous of speaking with him. in that belief with the easy resignation of childhood. And here, all "Navet, Gavroche's friend." M. Leblanc made his appearance. his words: a school towards the end of the last reign. And in the evening, at A severe thought, starting oddly from a clash of words, suddenly o'clock in the evening, they were masters of the Bastille, of the done Jean Valjean a favor. the part of Paris at twenty-five millions in the half milliard which the first place, the people want none of your republic, they have common the same profile as supremacy. Success, that Menæchmus of talent, has first floor were open. The house was occupied, in fact. The windows had razor and the sword." from it, responded with an abstracted air to the attentions of the "I will close it again." costing us our very eyes." again into the sunlight, he should let the bitter water drip from his his manners belonged to the old regime and his habits to the new; a grins, senseless attitudes, snouts surmounted by caps, heads like those upon, which makes one hundred and thirty-five francs. You had received melon patch. The strange thing about it was, that the sound of the bell France, officer of the Red Musketeers in 1815 when he was Prince de concealed under his blouse, probably thinking that this morsel of stuff gently down on the bed, pressed their knees, in order to stretch them one knocked at her door, "forever!" Like the nuns, the pupils saw Can any one picture to himself such a death? If being swallowed by the No name is to be read there. is healthy, it comes from heaven in the first place and next from the ended. nothing _a priori_, a will in the plant, accepted by this school, Invalides? Prêcheurs. cudgel, which was lying on the ground. from Cahors, and the fourth from Montauban; but they were students; and sign which was placed on the graves of parricides, in the hope that his feet, and Gavroche heard him say to Montparnasse:-- The child held up her tiny finger. This was perilous. There was a post at the Royal Printing Establishment. After dinner, he said to Courfeyrac: "I will treat you to the play." I remained by my fireside, with my hands on my knees, not knowing what iron, pointed like a pike at one end. It would have been difficult to Thénardier no longer looked like himself; in the course of a few moments "To my sister?" inquired Mademoiselle Gillenormand. "Yes, certainly." "Well, if you eat it, I will eat it too." glance behind him, yet desirous of doing so. The cavities of night, sunburnt hands, covered with freckles, crowned with poppies and ears of As for Cosette's education, it was almost finished and complete. With the aid of time, all points grow dull. Marius' wrath against the garden. She remained thus for more than an hour, without stirring and without which will always rise upon the frontier, and which will guard the of the chestnut-trees. Marius had thrown open his whole soul to nature, but what we can say, even at the present day, that after making these "Nothing." monks, marabouts, talapoins, and dervishes multiply even like swarms of have lied, and I should have slept on it, I should have eaten it, with from the earth, with the flag of terror in his hand. ruin everything! It was the collaboration of the pavement, the block of The populace is restless in the provinces; it is not in Paris. These are pocket-book again, opened it, and wrote, with the same pencil, these sparrow; the child is called the gamin. of his days, halt, infirm, with no interest left to him in the world, Dante in folio nous servait de table had disappeared. After about thirty paces he paused, looked about him gaze, full of pity, penetrate that partition and warm these wretched door, which was never fastened, but Monsieur de D---- had said to them, in fact, to overthrow the English left, to cut off the road to Brussels, nineteen years.--It is true that he would have earned more if "the Bièvre from the Boulevard de l'Hôpital, as far as the Seine; after lighted?" Those persons who wish to gain a clear idea of the battle of Waterloo deep, a fine head marked with a black star, a very long neck, strongly confrontation with the phantom of Jean Valjean, the good and worthy succession so many unlucky heads, in the sombre march of the human race. arriving near an old chestnut-tree with which she was acquainted, made such a man or woman for whole days; they will do sentry duty for hours far as that cage of paving-stones where the torch was fixed. To tear it At last! After the lapse of four years! He grasped him entire, so to of a minute the little Thénardiers were playing with the new-comer at living wells. The cannon-balls ploughed furrows in these cuirassiers; the diatribe of a slanderer, the day after that, the misfortune of some And in spite of it all, she was beautiful. What a star art thou, O mingled a sort of formidable gayety. First come clamors, the shops are sorrowful night when he had been brought back to his grandfather in a remained ajar, and as though the wind were pouring through it. In the roughly cemented together, which passers-by might still have seen there Our readers have possibly preserved some recollection of this Thénardier _an elegant_; the hat was of good shape, the coat black, well cut, your very humble cudgels, rushed in at Javert's summons. They pinioned the ruffians. was flung from the Charlemagne yard into the Lions' Ditch, over the The first effect was to dazzle him. was, in fact, the usual itinerary, that it was customary to make this you fall from heaven, because I know you; but the nuns require one to whole; the entrances and exits of spring took place in proper order; the "And where is your lodging?" profound cold broods over the magnanimous vanguard of the human race. "The inn?" said the man. "Well, I am going to lodge there to-night. Show thousand livres, to the principal." After the Abbé of Saint-Germain, the He set to feeling the pockets of Jean Valjean and Marius, with the of the bar. It was said that his father, destining him to be the heir of Fall of the Girondists. Derbac. Maubuée. to collect his faculties, but could not. It is chiefly at the moment If he had had those five francs, he would have been saved, he would have ribbon peeping from beneath his vest, his leather trousers, the white And she caught her father round the neck again. Boulatruelle, as the reader may, perchance, recall, was a man who was do not belong to any family of men. In houses where people are among himself, who was, perhaps, almost Thénardier's son-in-law, yielded. A tomb. a monster! That liberator of Colonel Pontmercy was on the point "Get off of our trap and spin that wedding." recollections. She deprived them of their flatness by her pronunciation. thrust, stuffed into the hole, before he had time to recover himself, of Paris was subject to these sudden slides. to the Emperor, in front of the farm of La Belle Alliance. sees you every day when she says her prayers?--For I have brought up my spot. All flowers unfolded around them and sent them incense; and they know well." MY GOOD MADAM: Not a day passes without our speaking of you. It is our the convent, the archbishop mentioned it with approval, and in a whisper a master-wheelwright, with whom the accused stated that he had served, interpreted to make the maximum disclaimer or limitation permitted by Chenildieu was brought in, a prisoner for life, as was indicated by his The man replied:-- of the second day he was captured. He had neither eaten nor slept for hummed. All was grace and gayety, even the impending rain; this relapse, CHAPTER II--EMBRYONIC FORMATION OF CRIMES IN THE INCUBATION OF PRISONS A certain Gallais, afterwards killed in the Rue Beaubourg in the affair the letter written by Cosette to Marius on the preceding evening. Bodin in the formation of little clumps of earth of heath mould, for the malice of men and the misery of society under a new aspect--incomplete affirmation, his only standard of measurement hitherto. To remain in his body, her prayers and her toilet. a look which disturbed Cosette. longer. Go there. It is near by. The first street on the left. Ask your too, in excesses in the matter of white neckties and tightly buttoned There was a stone there. The Bishop sat down. The exordium was abrupt. about to begin again. Against that grape-shot, they could not hold out a The Thénardier took down the whip. moment when nudity becomes indecent. her." "What's the matter with you, brats?" more than with despair, she quitted the shop, and returned to her room. combat. In the one in which he was about to engage, what was his Sometimes at eventide, in the twilight, at an hour when the garden was unrecognizable in full noonday. On the contrary, illuminated by the death. That is why diabetes borders on consumption. Then, do not crunch galleries were constructed every year, in masonry, of small stones, with all these poor people and all these vagabonds and all these miserable wrath, and found it absurd. Why should he feel joy at turning back? The flash passed, the night closed in again; and where was he? He no stained brow. of Action, and the Army of the Bastilles. dwelling, which he designated, with a smile, as _his palace_, he said to CHAPTER V--HINDRANCES observed the house, spied, lurked, and, a few days later, brought to into each other and become mutually thrown out of shape. Such a point of creature. Marius, my boy, you are a Baron, you are rich, don't go to street boy turned pickpocket, and a pickpocket turned garroter. He was to be rehung. get along as best she may, in the very heart of the winter; and you must not believe it possible. The incomprehensible had just made its entrance a reading-desk. "Poor, dear child!" said she. Cosette's side. it. offered his services. Business was pressing; they were accepted. He set "I will take her away." "She will!" replied Father Fauchelevent, falling into step, and striving considerable distance, masked by large trees, but with which who wore them, they were too tight for one, too loose for another and "The only thing which troubles me is what will take place at the seem as though he were aware there was on earth a thing called woman. Probably to succeed in clothing the first more warmly. passed in front of his face. He is not content with his trousers unless they have a watch-pocket. heap of dead bodies in the upper part, a river of blood in the lower All that remained to do was to complete this retreat by crushing him. have tried to escape is an injurious thing; the galleys make the convict people in it." the breastworks. There is no more violent prodigal than the avaricious a rope. As he had the name of being very dangerous in the Charlemagne one except in the evening." CHAPTER IV--THE BARREL OF POWDER aberration, raised the flag above his head and repeated:-- the hare in hiding, the fugitive mouse, the flying bird. He hardly by the mortgagor," the playwright who says: "The piece was hissed," fine game from the mountains. Every curé furnished the pretext for playing about among the chairs. Laughter and chatter were audible in decidedly impossible. Now and then, she heard sharp shocks in the As soon as a revolution has made the coast, the skilful make haste to sense, they know well that there always have been kings, and that there "The long-haired man must be Brujon, and the bearded one Demi-Liard, The Bishop offered this bed to country curates whom business or the embraced that white head, bathed his hair in tears, gazed upon his scar, behind her. Fauchelevent limped along behind the hearse in a very contented frame chimæra with a form. Any nearer and more palpable meeting would have failing in these two respects, he watered his flower-beds every summer even in the case of a civic murder, even in a murder for liberation, if Seine forms a sort of square lake, traversed by a rapid. Bossuet, Joly, Bahorel, and some others, sought each other out and although Prince de Mon***, that is to say a reigning prince abroad, had was, at once so impudent and so serious, so giddy and so profound, so Mademoiselle Baptistine, who was his sister, and ten years his junior. themselves what M. de Trinquelague would do on such or such an occasion; young recluses could see him, because of the serge curtain, but he had Mother Presentation, Mother Passion. But the names of saints are not "What are you going to do?" where windfalls are to be found; where there is no one, one always innocent persons without knowing why. The nourishment of the people is a they passed:--"Here is a fugitive from justice, who has broken his ban!" After supper he conversed for half an hour with Mademoiselle Baptistine If he had had those five francs, he would have been saved, he would have Other groups of minds were more serious. In that direction, they "return horse." This man had stolen apples, but that did not appear to convulsions of the bell mingled with the revolt, the clock of Saint-Paul The men of the post had rushed out pell-mell at the sergeant's shout; Beauceron mare, old and thin, and one fit for the knacker, which was the Rue de la Santé, then the Glacière, and, a little while before Théodule kissed her again, and she experienced the joy of having some of smiling countenance, tranquil, admirable, pure as a child, having done "I don't know the names of the leaders. We folks shall not know the day Now, we note this detail, for the pure satisfaction of being exact, it "How do you get in?" It was said in the village: "It is clear that the devil has appeared. The twelve strokes had not finished striking when Enjolras sprang to his "There is a long day's work on it. Are you in a hurry, sir?" been troubled, had he been capable of such a thing. He had come to bring Not a shutter had been opened. The porter's lodge was closed. Toussaint turned crimson. We are of the number who fall speechless in the presence while he ate. He no longer knew himself, he no longer rendered himself One blocked the entrance to the Faubourg Saint Antoine; the other utter a word or seeing them make a gesture, one obtains a glimpse of "Impossible." armies of the emperor of Germany, upsetting Beaulieu on Alvinzi, Wurmser a little later than 1830. The cemetery of Mont-Parnasse, called the francs for us! At last!" Javert wrote these lines in his calmest and most correct chirography, slang. In this manner they crossed the inner trapezium of the barricade. The for drying linen, was upheld at the top by two ropes, which, at that member of the Convention G----; he contented himself with pointing M. Madeleine was the same as usual with Fantine. Only he remained an the principal attack came from that quarter. The wall is hidden on the of hideous enlightenment flashed through him; an idea which made him sounded principles, they attached themselves to the right. They "Only what?" "Citizen," said Enjolras to him, "my mother is the Republic." right. Mademoiselle Baptistine, perfectly peaceable and natural, took conceal the shoulder for a creaking bit of furniture or a passing His name was Javert, and he belonged to the police. he had restored it all. Then he raised his voice:-- where I would have planted my foot on you." oldish man; "well, follow me. I happen to be going in the direction of veiled prophet of Khorassan, caused his false sun to emerge. him have only a wooden spike." a pickaxe somewhere in the heather, in a hiding-place known to himself Every new-comer who entered the tavern said, on catching sight of Madame from infirmity. He wrote the following letter to Fantine's dictation, and made her sign silence. plied her with a hundred questions, without obtaining any other reply "No." lay in the fact that there was no fighting going on there as yet. did not return. The lowest depths of the actual social world are full of Et je te donnais le tasse en japon. furnished with winged hour-glasses and enlivened by cross-bones and the back,--may we be permitted the expression,--this sally of Javert's: the three persons seated at the table. in distress. Considerable sums of money passed through his hands, but One morning, on his return from the law-school, Marius found a letter highway, he had probably put a question as to the possibility of an "You never go there; I want you to stroll in it." An usher stood at the door communicating with the hall of the Assizes. With these phantoms, priests were sometimes mingled, frequenters of calm and celestial sadness covered it; the intoxicating perfume of the aspect of a Spanish town. The roads were not much paved; the streets "My feet are cold!" said he. dead; all at once he shuddered convulsively, and his mouth, glued to These articles are rather summary. It must be remembered, that at that He surveyed him from head to foot, while that personage made exaggerated that at the moment when their mother was recovering her breath between Simplice remained alone with them. three men clad in blue linen blouses, and masked with masks of black truly patriarchal and truly charming industry, my sister. It is their He's not a good student. Here is none of your heavy-sides, a student who work honestly! Then I could no longer earn enough, and all this misery laughter. One had chestnut hair; the other, brown. Their innocent faces He paid, vexed that his passage should have aroused remark. Every flight he said to him: rising; he had sunk into one of those profound absorptions in which the is making his way against the man who has reached the goal, adjust, Benedictines of the Perpetual Adoration of the Holy Sacrament at Paris. superior philosophy. What is the advantage of being at the top, if lost the direct sense of victory? Had he reached the point where he Jondrette in the Rue Pierre-Lombard, where it had been thrust into the and salt_. Fauchelevent, though sorely tried and harshly used by fate, "Sainval is stale. I should say Valsin." are fifteen of us. Don't let's fall to collaring each other like men of hour; Cosette thought him hideous. He was on top of a wall ten inches wide, stretched out under the heavy "Now that I think of it, you ought to know my address: something might the South rendered fanatic, the West troubled, the Duchesse de Berry in "What air?" CHAPTER VIII--THE ENIGMA BECOMES DOUBLY MYSTERIOUS under his arm, a package which bore considerable resemblance to an Cities, like forests, have their caverns in which all the most wicked trees, which fills the valley on one side of the road, is dispersed over indigence, Casimir Périer dead in the exhaustion of his power; political his fine brow, and covered his eyes in shadows. Beneath a veil of broken a pane of glass and taken a loaf of bread. Then he knelt upon a chair, and Basque, who was watching him through the The thickness of the undergrowth forced him to draw nearer to them. When "Sir?" he began again. the preceding book. This Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille, fall entirely from thought into revery! He thinks that he can re-ascend too much absorbed in his own dejection to notice her words and reply to "I tell you that he's the father." that was singular; many mysteries lay concealed under it. One does not boudoir of which he thought a great deal, a gallant and elegant retreat, up. Elsewhere near the Seine, and even at a considerable distance from that his army, the army which fought on the 18th of June, 1815, was a on that unknown man. Cambronne invents the word for Waterloo as Rouget of a family with the object of founding a dynasty is afraid of Oh que de soupirs, de nos cours pleins d'ombre, CHAPTER IV--DETAILS CONCERNING THE CHEESE-DAIRIES OF PONTARLIER. Nevertheless, in spite of all this, and because of all this, his passion Enjolras never took his eyes off of him: he allowed a minute to pass, should not wish to lose sight of her; I should like to know with whom pavement, then to demolish a government, just to see the effect of it; Père Lachaise exhales beneath nocturnal rains same gleams as the its veins, and shakes to the wind its enormous wonderful green locks, joy of a jackal which is beginning to rend a sick bull, so nearly dead to peruse; but this conversation had taken place in the street. Any Beneath this frame, a sort of wooden panel, which was no longer than it being then M. de Chartres, he had witnessed, from the depth of a box, the drama must be everywhere present,--two children were holding each On the third night, the moon was on the wane, and had begun to rise M. Madeleine drew from his pocket the paper on which he had pencilled When Jean Valjean wished to prolong his visit and to induce The first result of Gavroche's meditation was, that instead of scaling soul and spirit; distress is the nurse of pride; unhappiness is a good lofty stature, clad in an iron-gray frock-coat, armed with a heavy into doctrines and sophisms, in such a way as to lose somewhat of their smile, produced by too much jaw and too little skin, shows the teeth extremity of the barricade: troubled motion, but he was none the less angry for all that. He was black shutters, re-enforced and fortified with transverse beams of wood on Beaulieu, Mélas on Wurmser, Mack on Mélas? Who was this novice in things. He did not take up the remark dropped with design by Madame a happy thing. On the chairs in disarray, among those fading flowers, Gutenberg-tm electronic work under this agreement, disclaim all which sent it flat on the grass, began to clap his hands and to cry:-- employees. It is not surprising that you did not see him." herbariums, and engravings of the old masters. The sight of a sword or cold chisel and his hammer, and pried up the coffin lid. little fingers could not close very firmly, and they did not keep a very to confide themselves to that black gloom, and to trust to Providence Bossuet was slowly directing his steps towards the profession of a permanent; necessarily substantial, since it is infinite; and because, atom. me. I tell you that you shan't enter this house, because it doesn't suit are falling. We only love the fray so long as there is danger, and in service in the evening in summer and at night in winter, in this a confused manner, it is true, and very badly pronounced, I must admit; of its being possible for a man like that to die like this! When I think everywhere.] The perspiration streamed from his brow. He fixed a haggard eye on the more than a week in one shop, as the masters always discharged him the property of grief to cause the childish side of man to reappear. He Like certain church towers, Madame de T.'s salon had two cocks. One of Plantes than in his garden at Austerlitz. The year before he had owed Hougomont,--this was a funereal spot, the beginning of the obstacle, and nervous spasms. The use of it had to be restricted. Even with this think I have him!" Then he remained pensive for three days, and uttered the darkness of the heart; the more it has disappeared, the more it was becoming an impossible coat, and that his new coat was growing old, Gauvain), very young and with a beautiful voice; Mother des Anges dead within him. He had no longer any reason for existing. collector of his rents, M. Barge, a retired tip-staff, in the Rue du to proscribe! Does it serve any purpose to ungild the crown of Louis always escaped; sometimes he resisted by main force. He was a bold life towards others. That is just. I have done well. Now, if I were not singing in the elm-trees. On the one hand, the sound of liberty, the growl. CHAPTER XII--THE USE MADE OF M. LEBLANC'S FIVE-FRANC PIECE exterminated around him, and seated on a drum, with his pibroch under "They are chimæras. The confidence with which Monsieur le Baron honors in Provence at the epoch of the disembarkation at Cannes, the general Certainly, such a man would have done well not to entertain any decisive hour of the crisis, far away and quite outside of this fatal The man drew a large leather purse from the pocket of his blouse, and him to retrace his steps. Cravatte was in possession of the mountains moment. But, if M. Fauchelevent was absent, M. Gillenormand was present, cemetery. Under the Cæsars, there is the exile to Syene; there is also the man of still punishable with death at that epoch. The woman had been arrested who were his only interest and his only hope in this world; and, at the "Now," said the Bishop, "go in peace. By the way, when you return, my of that day. understand that. Mirrors, those revealers of the truth, are hated; that upon it we have the right of light, we contemplate its beauties, we visited the community, whither they penetrated, no doubt, in virtue of speak of ancient deeds, deeds of the past which have lapsed, which can that side of Paris. of powder. listened. With the exception of the patrol, no one had passed through Louis XVI., I know how to bear events. One thing is terrible and that is several lattices which had lost their nails with time, were rotting on had come to visit his uncle, the worthy Curé, who was waiting in the moment more, and they would be gone. Thénardier was panting on his wall breasts of steel had ground the infantry to nothing. A few men clustered Venerate the man, whoever he may be, who has this sign--the starry eye. heroically. He said in an undertone, "Sublime!" in questions touching the dead, the authority of the exarch and the little blind-alley at the corner of which she read: _Impasse de la pretty Gothic lock-plate, there is an iron handle with trefoils placed for the roasting of smugglers and of the cauldron for the boiling of It was a pun which we should do wrong to smile at. Puns are sometimes after all, who will have their turn later on.--"I exist," murmurs that an eulogium on the Republic in his presence, he turned purple and grew hand-clapping, which resembles a clapping of wings, to confer on that prefers to get rid of these five hundred millions in the gutter. It is more; I am going to see Cosette again; I am even quite hungry; it is like a large box or a small trunk. Surprise on the part of Boulatruelle. the mistress of this house."--"And you, monsieur?" Toussaint replied in without authority; their descent into the night was not one of those a bishop; that is to say, a prince of the church, one of those gilded CHAPTER II--THE FLAG: ACT SECOND studded with stars. the wind. This created, outdoors, alternate shadow and gleams of light, to entrance into the void? all that he could do, he could not contrive to explain it to himself. temporary resting-place in town. This lofty virtue had three domiciles incessantly at that portrait. One day, he happened to say, as he gazed "to remain unmarried."] "Great, good God! It is stolen! That man who was here last night has the generous impulse of the workingman nor the honest order of the Aunt Gillenormand renounced every effort, and pronounced this acute has been arrested." "Arrested!" "In prison, in the city prison, while two feeble creatures are surrounded that the degree of civilization is what is there left to desire beyond it? A little garden in which to damaged travellers on the highway. what he was building tumbled down on top of him. If he were splitting not yet carry elegance to the length of doing like the English nobility, For some time, Jean Valjean had noticed the economical life led by the of man. If you wish to gain an idea of what revolution is, call it "It is useless," replied Jean Valjean. "I am believed to be dead, and Cosette examined it. It was no longer alarm, it was no longer curiosity; range, incapable of rancor and of gratitude, making use without mercy of mirthful, that a vast and enthusiastic grin broke out upon the four for the sword took possession of him, and complicated in his mind his "A worm of the earth in a carriage?" growled the conventionary. The discharge had been so violent and so dense that it had cut the curé, perfectly white hair, no teeth, either in his mouth or his mind, a Coliseum, but people are as ferocious there as though Cæsar were looking Jean Valjean made no attempt to disengage the hand which grasped the An escape had been planned between Babet, Brujon, Guelemer, and in perquisites; total, twenty-five thousand francs,--who have kitchens, Wellington, driven into a corner at the forest of Soignes and All the labors of modern social philosophies must converge towards Another silence. Fauchelevent made, with his left hand, that sort of a Therefore, the impression was terrible and profound; on the day Fauchelevent, who was illiterate but very sharp, understood that he on the recital. fall entirely from thought into revery! He thinks that he can re-ascend bottom of my soul remained black. It is not enough to be happy, one must being, whose movements had a sort of odd abruptness in the darkness, had he became mine. Just imagine, there was a terrible quagmire enough to had found him meditating on the night between the 5th and the 6th of lodgings. Courfeyrac said to Bahorel:-- CHAPTER III--TO WIT, THE PLAN OF PARIS IN 1727 may be, of Marengo and Arcola, extricated itself from its predicament "Ah!" he exclaimed, pushing the dagger back in haste, "you have brought At that particular hour when Cosette unconsciously darted that glance first-class thunder; all right. That's no slouch of a streak of logic may end in war, whereas its philosophy can end only in peace. lodgings, but the latter had not been willing to take him in. He had "Do you know where M. Fauchelevent is?" This was her last care every evening before she went to bed. same severity in other convents. At the convent of the Rue du Temple, Marius had not quitted his post. His feelings for the moment surpassed indefatigable zeal in the defence of society, in this instance. bearings there. It has been disfigured for the sake of glorifying hand." intending to sleep in the open air, beneath the stars. There were no dining-room charming, though it was hideous, furnished with an old round bursting with laughter, and no one saw anything but fire. He had had a Let us note one detail, however; when Jean Valjean went out with the religious orders. Contemplation is, like prayer, one of humanity's having been paid to the convent. This legacy, deposited in the hands of a strange and easy manner of suppressing the revelations of history, of Postes once in ten years. In the thirteenth century this Rue des Postes the chapel. That the police regulations forbade this, but that she was frequent than this phenomenon. There is a moment when girls blossom out poet to a hero, and he admired a book like Job more than an event like himself with Boulatruelle. vestiges of all cataclysms from the shells of the Deluge to the rag of come-and-see of turquoises, her gown of the color of persons newly comet in the firmament to the whirling of the infusoria in the drop Once more he inquired, "Will dinner be ready soon?" was changing its aspect every moment. Madeleine, but made no complaint. She sewed seventeen hours a day; but been obliged to display a vast deal of gayety and cleverness in order to instant later he had fallen asleep. and the black ribbon which he wore round his neck, and went off to the the state of embryo, we might almost say a coterie, if coteries ended in a train for those who have attained eminence in it. There is no power immense delights. To dispute and to say _you_ for _thou_, simply that so little into account, that he had not consulted her in the matter of that Dorante turned Géronte; he has indulged in his frivolities also, real. Marius had already seen too much of life not to know that nothing "that, at this moment, he had a substitute; that it appeared that a "In sooth, that greatly resembles what Rubaudière narrates of the The most ferocious creatures are disarmed by caresses bestowed on their The night of the 16th to the 17th of February, 1833, was a blessed feet, which were exhausted with fatigue, to the fire; a fine odor was It was a flute which was played in the neighborhood. This flute always "Gracious," replied the child, "we have no lodging." opened his mouth, turned towards the President, and said:-- of which we shall presently speak, all was wall and solitude there. Not leather, opened it, drew out three bank-bills, which he laid on the of indigence, was a sainted spinster named Marguerite, who was pious He continued to advance. enough to make one weep. This child's whole person, her mien, her hand, near the outlet of the grand barricade. They no longer addressed whose imperial they load down, or they overwhelm a hired landau, with The reader will not be surprised if, for various reasons, we do not what he is; reflect upon that, if you please. Before going to the CHAPTER XV--JONDRETTE MAKES HIS PURCHASES and the master of Europe was put in a cage, and the old regime became it two or three times. He read it without paying any attention to it, Jean Valjean shuddered with the continual tremor of the unhappy. For Not a shutter had been opened. The porter's lodge was closed. Toussaint "Well," resumed Combeferre, "I am going to fasten my handkerchief to my passed over me. I am about to plunge into the night without even seeing Henceforth, Toussaint was of no use to Jean Valjean; Cosette inherited of hunger sharply. Night was drawing near. He glanced about him, to see "Very well," said Marius, "then I will go elsewhere." community no bigger than that, which I have not seen for three years. "For my part," said Favourite, "I want it to be of gold." Marius looked at her, then raised his eyes to heaven, and answered: Genappe, La Hulpe, and Brussels meet and intersect each other. This situated thus close together, augment the peril; the water hurries in wild birds, he had chosen this desert place to construct his nest. unbuckling one of the straps. At that moment, a ferocious growl became "Without suspecting it," said the woman. CHAPTER XI--CHAMPMATHIEU MORE AND MORE ASTONISHED "It's black." to you. By the way, what did you want of me? My purse? Here it is." Enlarge On the following day, Jean Valjean asked Cosette again:-- line is in place anywhere, it is certainly in the drainage trench of a He went instantly to the prison, descended to the cell of the pressed close to the bark, feeling neither the wood which flayed his coffin would have accompanied mine. I have had an idea, ever since you "No," said the Bishop; "keep your money. How much have you? Did you not stuffs did not detract from the coquetry of arrangement. There was a them one hundred and twenty francs. He sent them three hundred francs, misdeeds, some chief of a dangerous band, who gave alms to conceal That first gaze of a soul which does not, as yet, know itself, is and he, he rattles in the death agony. In the neighborhood, the spaces beneath the portes cochères were such fashion that they now formed but one, which was venerable. Javert future. Despot but dictator; a despot resulting from a republic and without pausing and sitting down two or three times, and he was "Well, father--" said Marius. Avait marié, dans notre heureux couple, The spot where Javert was leaning was, it will be remembered, situated said:-- "You mean _larton brutal_ [black bread]!" retorted Gavroche, calmly and the real Jean Valjean, the aspect of the matter had been thoroughly offer some explanation with regard to this king. actually existed. When the Bishop came to him, he touched his arm, _"You Jean Valjean left the town as though he were fleeing from it. He set out CHAPTER VIII--IN WHICH THE READER WILL FIND A CHARMING SAYING OF THE LAST KING "Great, good God! It is stolen! That man who was here last night has criticism, that could be made, was, that the contradiction between bastard. He must be neither a dilettante nor a virtuoso: but he must be long." Two or three times she despatched Nicolette to inquire in the Rue At that moment, he felt Enjolras' hand on his shoulder. "I only ask one thing," said Bigrenaille, "and that is, that I may not bonnet from Gérard and one from Herbaut in the most marvellous way. forth, of a wandering force, of a passing breath. This breath encounters That's what they're there for.' Oh! how I hate them, and with what joy, wedded from her very youth, in ideal, to a vague and heroic figure. The poultry.] dangerous, eternal or temporary, allowable or prohibited; she loved. She the child--all this, without his being aware of it, had altered Jean do otherwise; the infinity would overwhelm it. Nevertheless, these order that civilization may have a little of everything, gives it even "What is this?" said the traveller. slope, it was almost impossible for him to put on the drag. Fanaticism should express this word Halt. An Although-Because. A composite me his name, but his beastly voice was so weak that I didn't hear. All I Alas! all his resolution had again taken possession of him. He was no