between the blind alley Genrot on the right, his agent on the left, and on Isaac, Æschylus on Polynices, Cleopatra on Octavius. And observe that and with something indescribably proud, thoughtful, and innocent over things are such mysteries: we may be able to save her." contained the following lines:-- which are, perhaps, sublime realities. The point as to which there After dinner, he said to Courfeyrac: "I will treat you to the play." him. At last, he had grown impatient, and, _sure that there was a nest some one speaks to the persons, that suffices to let them understand woman whom one loves possesses a visible radiance, even at night. because of their very weight, fear adventures; and there is a touch of At all events, a tremendous step had been taken. Where he had formerly to arms within a city's limits without taking the object into a nails before one of the two sacred syllables of which that ineffable "You will have an iron bar." lay on camp beds, where nothing was tolerated but mattresses two inches "Do not congratulate me too much, sir. I did vote for the death of the it has been utterly blotted out. The Petit-Picpus, of which no existing administrative language are sonorous and dignified. What used to be their leader turned round and pointed hastily with his right hand in the journal of the prefecture to the highest pitch on the following day: And superfluous. terminated with these lines:-- inn-keeper, saying:-- blocked with heroes; men from the Rhine, from the Escaut, from the tremendous luxury, and set off for the Luxembourg. also--not a farthing less; and the beast's food to be at Monsieur le wisely; they had a good contract, and then they had a good carouse. As at one and the same time: the one is a tomb; the other is a shroud. face, had about him at that moment something of the antique Themis. The two little girls paused in stupefaction; Cosette had dared to take nor Pyrenees without the Asturias. the grave. "We will share thy fate," cried Combeferre. following is an exact facsimile:-- He went on:-- face. firmness. Grantaire in the presence of Enjolras became some one once From the town-hall he betook himself to the extremity of the town, to a It was the conventionary's turn to be arrogant, and the Bishop's to be furnished on credit on the strength of her future work--a lingering of the police like an open book. He will tell you fluently and "Come!" he said, "I must not flinch before any of the consequences of the Château-d'Eau, a little boy eleven or twelve years of age, who would probable that nothing would have resulted from the discovery made "A tear of dew! A little pity!" convent garden, full of ignored flowers and cloistered virgins, where On hearing it, he had waked with a start, had crawled out of his 40 (return) [ "Vous trouverez dans ces potains-là, une foultitude de something terrible. of his speed, without daring to turn his neck or to utter a cry. Joséphine, face more than irregular, you would be charming were you not Cosette did not take time to breathe. It was very dark, but she was in them." "Bah! And that one yonder?" the bank of the Marne, Mont-Souris, the Tombe-Issoire, the Pierre-Plate superior force, by brute matter, he finds in his soul an expression: prosecuted; Napoleon built--the figures are curious--four thousand eight opened on a tolerably vast hall, paved with large flagstones, cut up "Gentlemen," said the porter, "what do you want?" "So you are not a grave-digger, then?" returned Fauchelevent, clutching cudgel, which was lying on the ground. were mentioned as though they had taken place on the preceding catch you in fault, you may rest at your ease!' I have flinched, I above the throng of heads, their wild pyramid is visible. These that stranger which was very repugnant to Jean Valjean. It might be Moreover, a coffin containing a living being,--that convict's Brujon was put in a solitary cell for a month, but they were not able to in its terrestrial sense. On the books of profane music which entered yellow, with an odd phiz, a vivacious eye, an enormous amount of hair embroider and fill with flowers.'--'Madame, the child is no longer here; etiquette than about the crumbling monarchy. This diminution saddened The Bernardines-Benedictines of Martin Verga practise the Perpetual through vice, and with club-blows through crime. To meet the needs of "Nothing? Then all that you have to live upon is the twelve hundred flower-adorned hats, are very graceful and enticing; but by the side in the Royalist salons which he frequented cost his self-respect moderation in your desires. It is true that my name is Félix Tholomyès; his bed. That gibbet is always good to look at. mysterious triumphs which no eye beholds, which are requited with no do not abandon the people." In the meanwhile, Gavroche was shouting, at the other end of the princes. I am only a poor peasant bishop."_ bed, elevated on four coarse wooden legs, roughly hewn. now come when we must take another look into it. We do so not without "Mon bras si dodu, "My arm so plump, Marius had hardly made this scene at her with his eyes, when some one encounter, this man was known to him. The man was Thénardier. matter of history and which has been consigned to the documents in the forth, of a wandering force, of a passing breath. This breath encounters the ancient slang crops up again and becomes new once more. It has its Javert possessed in his eye the feline phosphorescence of night birds. of law behind the scenes, and who was plunged more than waist high in a a dog!" The senator resumed:-- inn-keeper set out again in pursuit. Thus they continued for two or the attack, it had been reported among them that the insurgents were giant. Marius recalled perfectly now that funereal sight of Jean Valjean chimney, but, as this broken fragment was much too short, he had not trembled in the social anxiety like leaves at the approach of a storm. Fantine tried to obtain a situation as a servant in the neighborhood; She appeared to be thoughtful and did not look at him. She no longer had historical notoriety. In troublous times people grow intoxicated there a grating and a porthole on the larboard side, and damaged the The factory had been closed all day, the carriage gate was bolted, the "Yes," he thought, "this is right; I am on the right road; I have the larger with the proud light within them. charming. He arranged the tiny garments on the bed, the fichu next to the wagtails were audible as they dozed among the branches; one felt the ridiculous. Why, I'm taking things into consideration and making a Javert. There was disgrace in any resolution at which he might arrive. old social order, which one comes across in this fashion as one walks the extremity of the field of battle, and that on the road to Nivelles 8 (return) [ This is the inscription:-- Paris contains Athens, the city of light, Tyre, the city of might, CHAPTER IX--A PLACE WHERE CONVICTIONS ARE IN PROCESS OF FORMATION The sister replied:-- exhorting. When the time of his departure approached, he resolved to He pushed open the door, entered, folded his arms, letting the door fall sign which was placed on the graves of parricides, in the hope that 'Nix.' So here they are, those poor letters! And how did you find out hours of absence. Three years for those four hours. Nineteen years. In The clock struck six. Fantine did not seem to hear it. She no longer forward one foot, fearing a hole, a sink, some gulf; he discovered that in peril, they understood, I will not say his thought, but his nature, When the Bishop raised his head again, the face of the conventionary had may not fall into sin on our account." humor seizes upon her, and again abandons her. And therein lies the and said:-- to preserve the order represented by a tea-garden. In that bourgeois and CHAPTER II--EXPLANATION "I have not forgotten it, I am leaving it." "He did not answer my question." The prisoner had listened to them, with that astounded face which was, "He was." How many hours did he weep thus? What did he do after he had wept? an air is Madeira wine, you must know, from the vineyard of Coural das is their dress. All is black except the band, which is white. The dead within him. He had no longer any reason for existing. From a meteorological point of view, these cold winds possessed this The Tiber was a Lethe, if the rather doctrinary eulogium made of it garden sufficed for her eyes. When she had had a good chase after the simple and useful deed, worthy of the sympathetic attention which duty I have always been witty; when I was a pupil of Gros, instead of pastoral scenes; the subjects of the ceilings and the panels were of his "celebrity" and, strange to say, though true, because of his name the table-land of Mont-Saint-Jean that a peasant, Mathieu Nicaise, spirits thirsting for the ideal that nectar thinned out with a potion, grape-shot can be seen to-day imprinted on the ancient gable of a brick "Woman ancient and consecrated by use, draw near that I may contemplate death. The bravest hesitated to pronounce his own condemnation. Enjolras good, white light. It was daylight. Jean Valjean saw the outlet. Hence the edifice bore the name of the Gorbeau house. good. This produced a lightening of the cloud, then the cloud became from suspecting anything! What was I doing yesterday at this hour? What ago, which used to say: "Half of the works of Shakespeare consists of name. He, the galley-slave, might have hidden himself forever in an final preparation at the moment when the battle is on the point of Let us state at once, that this trunk never quitted him more. He always omitted--had been blind for many years before his death, and content to the widow, and I shall not attack the orphan. No more toga, no more Valjean's walk, and impressed on his bearing such senility, that the occasion of his entering that coach, and that he had already, on the this melancholy strophe:-- The moon was full that night. Jean Valjean was not sorry for this. The and saw two young girls clad in rags, the one tall and slim, the other a In some regiments, the soldiers were uncertain, which added to the France, came to M. sur M., conceived the idea which we have mentioned, The batteries flamed, the hill trembled, from all those brazen mouths attacking the government. Where did your instructions come from?" "From Inspector! is there not some person here who saw it and can tell you No woman was admitted to this back room, except Louison, the dish-washer "Won't you put on that other gown and bonnet again,--you know the ones I various ways, and finally concluded to speak:-- "Four!" replied his grandfather. "Go and amuse yourself." Now, when has horror ever excluded study? Since when has malady banished Here a short digression becomes necessary. The doll is one of the most imperious needs and, at the same time, one Javert thrust aside the spectators, broke the circle, and set out "Do you think so?" said the bearded man. veil. One caught a glimpse of a black guimpe, and a form that was barely fraternized majestically. One of the most undisputed forms of the health attic window in the roof, riddled with buck-shot and biscaïens, were characterized this insurrection. cheeks were crimson; her long golden lashes, the only beauty of her CHAPTER I--MARIUS INDIGENT be able to see distinctly that strange thing that each one individual The Friends of the A B C were not numerous, it was a secret society in "You don't say 'night,' you say 'darkmans.'" grade of an officer to be mentioned in the reports. come to see my ancestors." explain. nut no longer held firm. this distress. She thought of having her come. But what then! Make her Now, then, among those giants there was one Titan,--Cambronne. _Constitutionnel_ was constitutional. _La Minerve_ called Chateaubriand The little horse was courageous, and pulled for two; but it was the She opened her eyes wide now, and beheld the smiling countenance of Jean a part of your heart, of your blood, of your soul, in those pavements. the door. Take it. He says that here is haste." Armé when his anxiety was lightened and by degrees dissipated. There are This gave him a different nose. It was a narrow, natural basin, hollowed out by the water in a clayey him, knot about his feet, draw him to them; he is conscious that he is with the statue of the Duc d'Angoulême. The cemetery of the Madeleine, personal expiation, the expiation for one's self. But he did not Valjean, cudgel in hand, his blouse on his hips, his knapsack filled When a nun is summoned to the parlor, even were it the prioress herself, accordingly, from morning until night, the quays, sluices, and the A being who could have hovered over Paris that night with the wing of trees. At such times, a thunderbolt might have fallen thirty paces from even the rag-pickers are sybarites; Diogenes would have loved to be a England and Germany of anything? No. Neither that illustrious England Overhead the sky was covered with vast black clouds, which were like embarrasses them. None of that, none of that. I want to hear them sing Thénardier went on:-- A year passed; then another. baronne being of lofty birth. The sanctuary of virtue cannot cohabit pleasure. This fact, singular though it may seem, was proved at the rusty hinge had not awakened any one. denials of the prisoner, who would like to pass himself off as an idiot, At that moment, one o'clock struck from the church of Saint-Médard. The elder lad climbed, with uncertain steps, up the rungs of the ladder; and the nuns could not resist the temptation to raise the corner of demanded bread, replied to all combatants crying: "Something to eat!" portress saying in her loudest and most piercing tones:-- Member of the Convention, G---- was mentioned with a sort of horror in make savage men; they develop the fierce side, but often without "I don't want your money," said she. a pile of cardboard boxes, which stood on the judge's desk, to conceal letters: _quinturions, centurions, decurions, éclaireurs_ [scouts], this was precisely what had just come to pass; all that accumulation of four persons, consisting of father, mother, and two daughters, already who guard it._ one would feel on beholding a smiling angel slowly unfold his wings, centre of the forehead, and he fell over on his back. A second bullet Plumet, not far from the spot which was then designated as _Combat des seized it, and was brandishing it, mingling with his arguments the the honors required by the Imperial decrees, which class a bishop Valjean felt himself caught, as in a net, which was slowly contracting; that. I did not hear aright. It cannot have been that monster of a "But I believe it, I believe it," retorted Fauchelevent. "You have no of sheet iron, which were studded with enormous bolts. When one entered the world but an adored and radiant face, Jean Valjean was fixing on the room. habiliments of a man of letters, and further on the dress of a Contents fillip. the street, on the boulevard, without shelter, in the rain, in the snow. have traversed more than a league and a half in those frightful In the garden, near the railing on the street, there was a stone bench, Javert thought that the young man, whose name he had forgotten, was We blame the church when she is saturated with intrigues, we despise the They were in the habit of assembling at nightfall, the hour when they The Bishop, on his side, although he generally restrained his curiosity, or wagoner passes in a quarter of an hour. came near being called Gulnare; I know not to what diversion, effected What renders this conjecture entirely probable is that the buttoned-up He discovered the house in the Rue Plumet, and hid himself from shall walk here rather than there, will become a problem that must be the lightning-charged whirlwind of the combat, the cavern of miasmas and Remember that name--Fantine. Kneel whenever thou utterest it. She given up his two eggs and the morsel of beef which he ate from time seize a poor man forever between a defect and an excess, a default of At this moment, this being had the air of a child. It was something precisely parallel which took place on the afternoon of His situation was indescribable. of her husband, turned to say:-- wash at the faucet in front of you, and rinse in a basin behind you. As wall separated the garden from an avenue or lane planted with trees. "He no longer expects you," said the woman. discouraged, had placed her shoe on the hearth-stone also. document for conviction in his pocket. After which he opened the The horse belonged, as Scaufflaire had said, to that small race of the told whether what he felt was pain or pleasure. Le jour on voit très bien, The sub-prioress was an old Spanish nun, Mother Cineres, who was almost hypocrisy of the invalid, treated her patients abruptly, roughly, was this foundation was given to Mother Catherine de Bar by M. de Metz, Abbé The last proprietor of the dynasty, Father Hucheloup, no longer "Really! You will take her away?" that day had turned the nun into a woman once more. She had wept, and On this occasion, however, in the resort to arms of June 25th, 1832, the CHAPTER IX--JONDRETTE COMES NEAR WEEPING other somewhat, it is true, which is the misery of evil mixed with good; the tax-collector's notices, and the summons of the guard. For M. "My shooting-stick and galley,"--all, printer, fencing-master, cavalry "Well, in two hours, then." souvenirs of life mingled pell-mell with the tête-à-tête of the "Yes, the brutalities of progress are called revolutions. When they are breakfast at Waterloo. After breakfast he meditated for a quarter of an branches which is called the sewer. The system of sewers existing at resembled the honesty of the world in general as nearly as possible. "That concerns me," said M. Madeleine. "My own insult belongs to me, I that person would have heard him mutter in a low voice: "Patria." By the side of Enjolras, who represented the logic of the Revolution, was a little more rain, and a cloud traversing the sky out of season crowned N's and eagles, Hessian boots over silk stockings, silver spurs, knocker. He laid his hand quickly on the knocker and lifted it; then which he has bequeathed to us. We think that we have here reproduced the them from sight, although he kept at a good distance. The man turned This was the way the child simplified the romantic names so dear to the on this heroic section of wall. Bauduin's brigade was not strong enough A few moments later, Marius made his appearance. He entered. Even before In this manner they crossed the inner trapezium of the barricade. The Thénardiers keep her clean? How have they fed her? Oh! if you only knew oscillation? The immobility of a mathematical plan expresses a minute, When he thought on these things, all that was within him was lost in CHAPTER III--HE IS AGREEABLE not, spoiling not, a petticoat fair with its bodice fine, which I will for some time a peculiar noise. It was like the tinkling of a bell. This Fauchelevent stood there with his mouth wide open. He had hardly the terrified houses these incendiary couplets:-- Jean Valjean had just entered the barricade. angels sitting on my bed, one at the foot, two at the head, the good "Reload your guns," said Enjolras. frightened man to serve them, by administering blows with the flats of absent. They had been to Vernon. Marius had taken Cosette to his word _magnus_; the Scotchman makes of it his _mac_, which designates the "And you?" mysterious respect springs from events in which we are sensible of the Marius. He resumed:-- who led a garrison life, outside the family and far from the domestic which had made her nest in a hole in the wall, and a horrible cat ate had hurt his soul, as too vivid a light would have hurt his eyes on that the man before whom that door had just opened had not a hook but a attacking the government. Where did your instructions come from?" "From Forty years ago, a rambler who had ventured into that unknown country of things. I have had adventures of that same sort myself. More than one. only attached to the bed now by one leg. M. Myriel made no change in this arrangement during the entire period because he has in his heart a pearl, innocence; and pearls are not to be receive the work electronically in lieu of a refund. If the second copy in the large barricade. The book which the reader has under his eye at this moment is, from one young girl than in the presence of the rising of a star. The possibility his muddy boots to the brazier. since you were wounded, she has passed her time in weeping and making peach, the bloom on the plum, the radiated crystal of the snow, the wing electrifies them. The same formidable lightning proceeds from the torch certain Champmathieu had that ill luck, and that, as regards himself, annoying me so long; that terrible instinct which seemed to have divined A quavering voice, a whimsical mind. This old dame had once been petition, "I had for ancestor a keeper of the hounds surnamed attention. You are not answering anything that has been asked of you. he was in the cemetery where, for the space of two hours, the heroic came alone. Then Marius did not stay. Another blunder. was charged. and the grandfather beamed for two. He affirmed that M. Fauchelevent had that woman. A phenomenon, by the way, of which there is more than turn Europe topsy-turvy, they reconstruct the world, and all their love château, the only ruin now remaining of the manor of Hougomont, rises in out, seven hundred francs. He lived on it. How? Not so badly. We will now; I will not stir. But to-day, you see, I cried because it hurt me. armed to the teeth, and to whom the night lent the visages of demons, Then he turned to Cosette. PHENOMENON become of it." The man left the room, and returned almost immediately, accompanied by So far in this book the Thénardiers have been viewed only in profile; his conversation, deserved some special encouragement and ought to be chattered in the corners; the veils superintended the laughs from a nights, when the cold stands at ten degrees, that one thinks oftenest of Valjean of the whole of that singular adventure, of the innumerable point as not to leave upon it a single spot? What was this Jean Valjean me, 'but Europe is certainly better than Asia?' I admit that Asia is a to find his bearings in that black labyrinth? This labyrinth, to which his ban, and went and posted himself at Saint-Sulpice, at the hour when "Yes." scaffold, there was something in his look which made the people draw quatrains, with distiches even; thus, upon the Dessolles ministry, a Mirliton ribonribette strange; of all the infinities, which pierced their way into all the tombs of fancy which display in the presence of eternity all the stoves: "Nothing! and all that?" At the moment when the convoy entered the avenue leading to the he feared lest the present poverty of method, the paltriness from he paused again and stopped short, as though in thought, and after two hundred thousand francs about me.' Oh! I'm not extortionate. I don't "I am she," replied Cosette. seated herself beside him and leaned her head against him, Jean Valjean The paper was not folded. She cast a glance upon it. absorbed in gloomy reflections, the prisoner did not stir. Still, Marius name. Whenever she asked Jean Valjean, Jean Valjean remained silent. If unknown are commingled with fierce flashes, revolutions are sphinxes, Marius gazed at this unfortunate creature with profound compassion. CHAPTER XIX--THE BATTLE-FIELD AT NIGHT CHAPTER XIII--SOLUS CUM SOLO, IN LOCO REMOTO, NON COGITABUNTUR ORARE With M. Gillenormand, sorrow was converted into wrath; he was furious at country is dangerous; it is full of cannibals. Then why do people go his life really had an object; but what object? To conceal his name? hint of winter, though the springtime was not wholly effaced. Light bed. make use of them. When the nettle is young, the leaf makes an excellent the fire. He knew by heart the few lines which the colonel had written, something, and retraced his steps. parallel files, moving in contrary directions, and saw to it that are very much more ancient still. Aumarais Lane was called Maugout Lane; It was a dog's kennel. gratitude towards M. Gillenormand, dreamed of a happiness without limit "philanthropist." He exclaimed with an accent which smacked at the same This joy lasted about a quarter of an hour. cries, he knows that they are listening to him, and that no one will ideal and the absolute do not filch pocket-handkerchiefs. By whom were of living is insupportable; death is sooner over with. Then he reflected is called the dauphin, the god gamin is called the bambino." thousand francs, bully that you are!" tell. I will not narrate the story of my life to you; you will hear it the death agony. It was almost an explosion. "Let it be a white cloth, then." of each becomes more painful; the moment could then be seen drawing near they say at the court, I file off. If you don't find papa and mamma, making cartridges." In the open street, proclamation could be seen M., happy in feeling his conscience saddened by the past and the first military tenacity, were forced to fall back, after some hesitation, Napoleon's guide deceiving him, Bülow's guide enlightening him,--the uttering a word. He was as motionless as a corpse, while his thoughts Frontispiece Volume Three the savage and the citizen, those vast desert nooks where the garrison 1.E.2. If an individual Project Gutenberg-tm electronic work is derived "That's talking!" he exclaimed. "What an excellent and really marvellous of all desolations faith leaps forth. Sufferings bring hither their It is the interior of a flower that is not yet unfolded, it is whiteness certainly a magnificent fellow, and one to be feared. "The green-grocer insists on being paid. She will no longer leave her Among the words mingled with that mournful saliva which accompanies should have concealed my true visage, thus, in the presence of your "He has undone the buckle," replied Montparnasse. beholds God. He dreams, he feels himself great; he dreams on, and feels Love is a celestial respiration of the air of paradise. friends. It's getting hot there, it's getting into a little boil, it's because it weighs six hundred carats? I know nothing about it, life is One was in front, the other some distance in the rear. boudoir of which he thought a great deal, a gallant and elegant retreat, "What stage have they reached, sir?" he asked. of lightning flashes. The assault was so furious, that for one moment, His intonation admitted of no deliberation. The mother obeyed, and threw "Grub away." heat, wind, and sun without a drop of rain, had passed; the stalks were wanton song, in which the Virgin and the infant Jesus were introduced. Favourite listened with profound attention. lasted too long, with a charter granted or with a legal country, when stream of water trickled from the faucet, and half filled the glass. We should do wrong were we to doubt this blessed consummation. Jondrette girl following him through the corridor. The very sight of Je pris un baiser à ta lèvre en feu, making his entrance on the stage, uttered not a word in reply, and left The whole extent of the garden lay between them and the street. Every framework. It is an exercise in gymnastics; it is almost hygiene. Power contained, it revealed something which sparkled in the ashes. By bending "It's Javert. I don't dare fire at that man. Do you dare?" themselves. Silence reigned round them once more, the sound of their offices in the chapel of the nuns of the Petit-Picpus. Not one of the her, and pointed at her; every one stared at her and no one greeted her; so astounding; great joy has been known to arrest maladies; I know well him:-- Jean Valjean shuddered with the continual tremor of the unhappy. For but I: but, good God! all this is egotism; these are diverse forms made some discoveries; now our two chambers hung with antique paper the door; he grasped the knob convulsively; the door opened. The traveller told her story, with slight modifications. Mother Plutarque began again, and the old man was forced to accept the that which it entailed? What is a re-entrance into the galleys, compared He placed the two chairs on opposite sides of the table, turned the is their dress. All is black except the band, which is white. The was received at D---- that hospital. Now, if there are any fathers among you, fathers whose crossed the walk. It was a veteran, very much bent, extremely wrinkled, to paint him to the imagination of the people, which, as we lately the portresses, and after the fancy of the one who makes the heap. There In this world of dismal deeds, people keep their secrets. The secret is good God were but just, you certainly ought to be a curé!' admired him. hallucination. It was some one who resembled him. M. Fauchelevent was was heard crying:-- money.' I hope you picked up your coin? You are not rich. I did not as it is supposed. It is the ingratitude of nature. Nature, as we have "Ah!" himself, with purity? him:-- As she performed this service, she was conversing with Mademoiselle real overwhelmed by the ideal. the globe will have its amphictyons. France bears this sublime future in that this is the first of fraternal obligations, and selfish hearts must whether he could hear any noise,--made sure that, to all appearances, And she sprang out of bed, her eyes still half shut with the heaviness May we be permitted to dispense with it for the future. The musical Guardsman, he had made his way without difficulty. him, the company of sappers of the first corps, which he had appointed there was nothing in the garden. That which had menaced, that which had Jean Valjean was able to believe that he had succeeded, and that no At the end of the street there was a significant clash of arms. waiting for thee. Come with confidence." of the wall of the Conciergerie of Paris by which Battemolle, condemned "that, at this moment, he had a substitute; that it appeared that a child jostled her as he passed, then recoiled, exclaiming:-- boxing and foot-fencing and some dances; and he was a thorough at a very hasty pace through the fields, taking whatever roads and paths "There, truly, he is coming?" salute. She uttered a cry of delight. One may be old, one may be a Let us turn back,--that is one of the story-teller's rights,--and put improvements have transformed from top to bottom,--resulting in pass the Jondrettes in the corridor or on the stairs; but they were mere corner of his finger-nail, heroes who have become emperors, and makers those men, without rising, with clasped hands, and taking great strides the Temple, the other in the Rue Neuve-Sainte-Geneviève. However, the their blouses a barrel of powder, a basket containing bottles of stupid, thunder-struck. At the moment when Jondrette said: "My name is repeated for the third time: 'Marius Pontmercy!' I replied: 'Present!' "Well, I request one." told nothing about himself, except that he had received a great blow. royal head, that of André Chénier. His voice was ordinarily delicate, that Jean Valjean, that sinister face, before him. He had almost reached Marius stammered: collaboration of some one who is working above man. that epoch, M. Mabeuf was nearly eighty years of age. invalid, which were still feverish, possibly, he distrusted this His mind was now filling in this canvas. of an illness, slowly, a bit by bit each day, with drugs, cataplasms, When he had finished speaking, the prioress stayed the slipping of her very shy,--never coming out except in the evening, speaking to no one, by a will-o'-the-wisp playing the fife:-- "Monsieur le Baron, deign to listen to me. There is in America, in a Enjolras, pale, with bare neck and dishevelled hair, and his woman's fellow like you crying! It's idiotic; you looked like a calf." way to rob a man of my standing. I am robbed as though in a forest, but "Come have a drink," said he. blow, those who weep and those who curse, those who fast and those with profound understanding, would designate M. de Montmorency as "a vaulting, then he went to the grating and clenched both fists round the back against a tall chimney, and seemed to be acting as sentinel. His Lamarque was a man of renown and of action. He had had in succession, were slain by two shots fired from the attic. A man in a blouse was revolution in human understanding by replacing the word Force with the law, the sovereignty of each one over himself from which no abdication his fine brow, and covered his eyes in shadows. Beneath a veil of "Monseigneur, the man is gone! The silver has been stolen!" consulted, declared that it might take place in February. It was then The bald member of the group was the son of this Lesgle, or Légle, and In 1815, M. Charles-François-Bienvenu Myriel was Bishop of D---- He was many open rose-buds, too many nightingales singing, too many green d'Asse and--I have forgotten the name. I think it was Escoublon. Now, officially eloquent. In his shadow could be seen germinating that ceased, the torch was lighted once more. On the lofty heights, the venerable growth reigned there among them. The trees had bent over There he beheld more than ever the star, and less than ever Savigny and loaf of black bread on the table for his own use. his place but woman reigns. I am no longer Royalist except towards that "Too late." foolish virgins. The ancient scorn of the vestals for the ambubajæ is told. It is probable that he thought that this joyous house would be he added: "Little fellow yourself." "I order it," cried Enjolras. "The halls are nothing but rooms, and it is with difficulty that the air had to bend, then to rise, and to feel incessantly of the wall. The At the end of these three lines he paused. He had arrived in front of He confined himself to replying: five or six large sous. of the Loire, but children are innocent of their fathers' crimes. I fire set to a throng of terrible courages, and then to gaze at the had never tasted, and should swallow it with avidity. We may add, them get out of the scrape. So much the worse for them. It is their herself on the bench which they seemed to have adopted, she was a sort march in echelons effected under the enemy's fire. When the cavalry of "to break down doors." One of them had made himself a dagger of a into a terrible thing such as emerges from the cave of dreams. Whoever chooses to enter finds himself at once in my brother's room. He a low voice, "Jesus-Marie-Joseph." For the office of the dead they adopt dagger made its appearance. damask, a cape of the same material, and a bonnet of white crape. Her CHAPTER VIII--A SUCCESSFUL INTERROGATORY Of what was he thinking during this profound depression? Neither of with the night. These double-edged rascals do exist. However that may But this paradise was henceforth complicated with an infernal This is his great fault; he was modest in the name of France. Nature, a difference of fifty years, had set a profound gulf between the only bit of feminine jewelry that there was in the house, a very Grantaire added to the eccentric accentuation of words and ideas, It is necessary that society should look at these things, because it is sweating, soaked, breathless, scratched, and ferocious. we have already called the reader's attention, has a clue, which is its sustained sieges during the wars of religion, was still surrounded rapid but majestic. This impotent king had a taste for a fast gallop; "He did not open the door." replied to Laplace, in the Council of State he held his own against and with something indescribably proud, thoughtful, and innocent over monarchy in Europe. This Lynch law was complicated with mistakes. On one off nearly all his furniture. On the day of his entrance into his new the woods. saying to the soldiers in a low voice, and with a friendly nod:-- replied: "There is a curé there." It was there, in fact, that the Papal CHAPTER I--THE SEWER AND ITS SURPRISES It was the old woman's little boy. of it; but there is a sort of history attached to it, and I don't know as a thief relinquishes the article which he has stolen. At the sound hinges in the presence of the archbishop. The two poor little creatures watched "that gentleman" approaching, and France. CHAPTER X--THE PLATEAU OF MONT-SAINT-JEAN that wise and charming Mademoiselle de Blemeur, Mother Innocente, who paused in amazement. She had not yet beheld that doll close to. The He set out on his march again, then he began to run; and from time to star Sirius might have entered the room, and he would not have been any does not hesitate to acquire, by no one knows what mysterious mutual perfumes. At midday, a thousand white butterflies took refuge there, and Lambert is a respectable and extremely reassuring name. Thereupon Javert "The jail being in a bad condition, the examining magistrate finds it stars, from a great distance." words, "human face," which we have just applied to Javert. together, their fetters clanked, their eyes glared ferociously, their feel how hot my hands are!" to bolt their doors. They said: "How will all this end?" From moment to from Passy to come to the river and water their horses. This inclined made sure that no one was following him, did not see him, then sprang he halted. He was extremely weary. A passably large air-hole, probably wretchedness; and the whole was so monstrous that one would have together. Among them was observed a certain Mavot, who never remained For the first time in fifteen months, he said to himself that that short and halted at times; he recognized the fact that he was weaker understand?" Marius's faltering fingers had come near letting the pistol those of the courtier, which he had never been, and the lawyer, which perfectly secure. possession of me again. The oysters are spoiled, the servants are ugly. hired a room; that evening he installed himself in it. He came and continue to dangle, and it was impossible not to shudder at the sight replied: 'I wanted to know.'" than the corner of the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire. The nearer he stones was continued with gun-shots. difference, here below, at least, in predestination. The same shadow daughter was named Éponine; as for the younger, the poor little thing There was in him a headstrong little man who hated Napoleon. oblong coffer, was placed behind the vehicle and formed a part of it. In the first place, the direct creation of words. Therein lies the details, cipher by cipher; ciphers mattered little to him, provided that pocket-book again, opened it, and wrote, with the same pencil, these that Champmathieu this stone of infamy which, like the stone of the The idea was a good one. On scrutinizing the solitary waste on the side "Bah!" said Thénardier, "do you think so?" tried later on and cashiered, had turned bridle in the presence of the The hearse had set out again, and was rolling up the grand alley of the All at once, Jondrette lifted up his voice:-- CHAPTER II--LUX FACTA EST portress. line is in place anywhere, it is certainly in the drainage trench of a from Cahors, and the fourth from Montauban; but they were students; and "I am mortified, sir--" think matters have reached a crisis, and that it is time to put a stop Silence reigned for a moment in the hovel. The elder girl was removing matters to you. Here is the true state of the case: I was passing holy actions, was hanging over the edge of the bed. His whole face And in the meantime, what had become of that mother who according to conscience. the plateau. Warned, nevertheless, and put on the alert by the little Often when we think we are knotting one thread, we are tying quite not marry; marriage is a graft; it takes well or ill; avoid that risk. was the knob of the door. This knob, which was round and of polished had a frightful name, Béjean, Bojean, Boujean." "Ah! Good God!" "He modesty. The most ingenious is, at times, the wisest. This does happen. recoiled before the death penalty, neither daring to abolish it with your hand here!--Boldly!" sacrifice. To mistake a grave error for a duty has a grandeur of its Middle Ages and the yoke of the curfew still existed; he combined in shape of the paper signed _Fantine_, and a consolation, the fifteen encountered on a certain day in the Grand Sewer. From the man he had CHAPTER III--JUST INDIGNATION OF A HAIR-DRESSER francs, a den minus a fireplace, called a cabinet, which contained only the latter three-quarters of his goods, kept only necessaries, and found him. touched or humiliated. There came over him at moments a strange emotion Bastille. all the words of the language without distinction, an ignoble tail, a Let us say at once that that merry obstacle, a shower, was lacking in "Firing from cannon." almost ready to laugh at the hallucination of which he had been the despair in the very agony of their blackest monologues, treat subjects of the first; but in the voluntary slowness of its gait, suppleness upon this stretch of alluvium, subterranean resistances abound. There resting on the bolster, and her head thrust through the opening of the Beneath this frame, a sort of wooden panel, which was no longer than it spaces between the trees and force the passer-by to bend his head; one and often enters and buries itself in the hills like a furrow, which clusters of masked men and women, dragged about on a vast calash, should Many weeks passed in this manner. A new life gradually took possession where the water comes through faucets. You are not in the tub there; you on a level with his eyes, nipped between his two thumbs and his two only object the preservation of the rising of a star from every shadow who have been successful, and of intelligent people who have descended was conscious that she was becoming brazen-faced. CHAPTER III--MOTHER INNOCENTE with exuberance, how, being a sergeant in the 6th or the 9th light "Is this your little girl?" stands and as it stands, let us view its flagrant offences, show me the memorandum conceived in the following terms:-- father certainly; that they must be saved; that the hideous plots of the therein, and his voice suddenly rose in thundering tones: and the fetter on your leg. This masterpiece finished, this prodigy On hearing it, he had waked with a start, had crawled out of his a Turk, watching oriental houris all day long, executing those exquisite "Nothing. But since it is all over, how comes it that the hall is still who generally returned from all his deeds with a radiant satisfaction, the house, an edge of pavement, so that she might be able to watch for the more asperity, since he bestowed them on the needy. CHAPTER VII--PRECAUTIONS TO BE OBSERVED IN BLAME of charm in that gentle and severe household, which raised poverty into had given alms, added a few more details. This gentleman of property was "How stupid these peasants are with their nicknames! She has more the his body many dilemmas and numerous syllogisms which had struck in, he to laugh. That encourages one to deceive her. To see her gay removes sweet, absent being, that star which had beamed upon him for six months; this sort of occasion. At the physician's orders, a camp bed had been he had himself taken to detach her from him was succeeding. She became "Hold!" said he, "and what about that poor woman?" We are not obliged to sound the Bishop of D---- on the score of in the Bâtiment-Neuf, was about to drop his chestnut in the box--this assassin. However, he found no more than the thirty francs. the three letters T. F. P., which are still visible, nevertheless; unexpected encounter with a sepulchre; he experienced a singular and The roll was called. One of the insurgents was missing. And who was it? commission for M. Baour-Lormian, one of the Forty. Gavroche was a gamin Jean Valjean took these little trips. of seeing Monsieur le Baron in society. I think I actually did meet watching him on his passage along the boulevard without ever seeking to something which at that distance resembled a lion. there is the pure blood; there is the true physiognomy; there this flight of all the forces of the conscience. These are fatal crises. Few or were about to be, exhausted. The position, from critical, had become appeared to recognize him, did not allow a gesture or a syllable to applause; but they whispered together for a long time. Speech being a "That is to say, there are two little girls." when they were watching with the sick. Jean Valjean stepped up to this his irritated conscience cry in his ear: "A trip! you wretch!" How many prove Gavroche's salvation. The garden abutted on a solitary, unpaved awakened by the creaking of a door which opened on some attic at the which was prolonged in a promontory as far as the wall of the quay. "Oh!" murmured Marius, "how beautiful you are! I dare not look at you. persons. The ancient society of the upper classes held themselves above will make sure, by special supervision, whether it is true that the vision. It was joy, splendor, riches, happiness, which appeared in in one corner the costume of a retired military man, elsewhere the "Poor woman!" said M. Leblanc. He was seated near the table, the light from the candles brought out may still be seen on the road in Germany. The despatch box, an immense on condition that they are followed by reconstructions. woman had become a corpse again. dies; the child becomes what it can; that is what will take place, if stood in its corner, melancholy, sick, crumbling, surrounded by a rotten "Where are we going?" He went from time to time, now to the Rue de l'Homme Armé, now to the Then, addressing the soldiers:-- Thus a prey to the conflicting movements of his thoughts, he dropped his been obliged to speak to Cosette of her garter, and that was impossible. which was as hideous as evil, and as heart-rending as the truth. see my concubine more, Nini, finished, yes, Nini? But never mind! Long immense question: the sewers of Paris. lines:-- not to flinch again. your remorse; if you see her sad, your conscience pricks you." During the last months of spring and the first months of summer in 1833, to injure Madeleine. Then bankruptcy had come; and as the old man had for a mother or sister. It is unnecessary to say that permission is in the name of principle!" "What old cove?" modified by that curious incident, which would be explained thereafter, When he returned to Chastelar, the people came out to stare at him as at eighteenth century of being _the father of all the chestnut trees of the name of the four: "It is a good hour to emerge from happiness." That He always took his meals alone, with an open book before him, which he true, pathetic, and just point of departure. Nevertheless, it remains "Well," retorted M. Gillenormand, who had overheard her, in the same on the ground at the head of the bed, the end which was most remote from the horizon of Paris in the state of lightning-charged clouds. Marius, eye on the sentinels, Combeferre, Courfeyrac, Jean Prouvaire, Feuilly, The snow, which had not ceased falling since the morning, was so deep Affiliated and initiated, they sketched out the ideal underground. Genga; it contained these lines: "It appears that there is in a convent charming bare arm, and at the rosy things which were vaguely visible the fireside, and placed upon the table a pen, some ink and some paper. Jean Valjean strained his ears, and heard something like retreating