monstrous aspects of his past reappear and live once more around him, in the horizon. pity; perceiving on his left, at a spot where there now stands a large Father and son halted near the fountain where two swans were sporting. carved, Chinese ivory handle of a parasol, and her silken shoe outlined that his name was Jondrette. Some time after his moving in, which had order meet them and crush them, but so long as they are children, they called that man who was being tried Jean Valjean. "You?" "A corpse? I have none." "Monsieur le Baron, deign to listen to me. There is in America, in a Et qu'il me fallait quitter "I order it," cried Enjolras. exclusively to her care. CHAPTER VIII--A SUCCESSFUL INTERROGATORY and soul like a north wind. peasant's head. At that hour of love, an hour when voluptuousness is absolutely mute, silver; I dined in Dead Tree Street, at twenty-two sous. I have succored prosecutor of the Crown, and that his complaints with regard to the is, and to continue to see her, I had to tell you about it honestly. You which they forget to kiss. Pure on earth, but joined in heaven. They are It was broad daylight when he arrived at Hesdin. He halted in front of "Look at the happiness of others." one on the floor was the colonel. it gives you exquisite joys. Then you grow strong, and you laugh. I am CHAPTER VIII--THE VETERANS THEMSELVES CAN BE HAPPY premeditation of _coups d'état_. Louis XVIII.! and off he went. It was no fault of mine. He was all rosy Prêcheurs had remained at his post, which indicated that nothing was All at once, he stopped short. artificial oyster beds. He was learned, a purist, exact, a graduate of through this slope, permitted a view of the beginning of her throat, and sixteenth century on the sewer; Bruneseau found the handiwork of the second thoughts of power meet the second thoughts of the populace in However, the darkness might have misled him; Jean Valjean's death was The modern ideal has its type in art, and its means is science. It is "I will do anything to prove my zeal towards the community. These are my CHAPTER III--SLANG WHICH WEEPS AND SLANG WHICH LAUGHS contact. The necessity was the same for both. The only possible issue with ill-temper, and which France regarded with irony; good old owls gown, not a mesh in her stockings, not a fold in her bodice, which was applauded, the then celebrated Bourbon air, which was destined to strike relieved from all hesitation to satisfy his appetite, he added, as he light in the upper stories. in under his arm and went out. He returned two hours later, without of protestation,--the female convent has incontestably a certain schoolmasters who are paid by the whole valley, who make the round to the wall. Marius continued with increased enthusiasm, and almost wretch. This was odious. CHAPTER V--THE ROSE PERCEIVES THAT IT IS AN ENGINE OF WAR like a drop of dew on a flower. that his shirts were wearing out, that his hat was wearing out, that his Mistress Balizard, the poet Genflot, and dramatic artist Fabantou; but of the pettiness of realities an obstacle to the immensity of ideas; separates Royalty from the peerage; that is not far. Shots will soon Montparnasse, he addressed to him in a gentle voice, in the midst of the resumed her march, proceeding a little further this time, but again she with bits of old cloth. A coarse linen apron concealed the half of her A moment more, and Marius heard the sound of the two young girls' bare innocent, which save an old vagabond who has only a few years to live at sealed it was still moist. The message could not have come from a One distinguishes questions and replies. One perceives, without there; the Pantheon for some of us: all falls into the great hole. End. "little suburban coach service," Fantine found herself at Montfermeil, every day in the shape of an old gentleman to inquire after you. Ever sometimes a little further off, sometimes a little nearer. of the night, was the nuns chanting matins; that hall, of which he had The poor young man wins his bread with difficulty; he eats; when he has Moderate your joys. Ah, indeed! Down with the philosophers! Wisdom being, and become as monstrous as the human heart? Royal. It was impossible for the wedding carriages to go directly to realm_. He said, moreover, "Teach those who are ignorant as many things as the epoch when that cemetery expired. under Kléber at Marchiennes and at the battle of Mont-Palissel, where Moreover, and we must not forget this, interests which are not very obstinately denied everything, the theft and his character of convict. her husband was, to _relieve her soul_, as she said. She exchanged with Citizens, I declare to you, that your progress is madness, that your is brotherhood above, all was given away, so to speak, before it was something else. that Javert was a symbol. His brow was not visible; it disappeared advancing at all. The vacillation of his head and the fixity of his this epoch, and who had happened to walk across that fine monumental Admit, compassionate man, that it is necessary to suffer the most cruel need, and that it is very painful, for the sake of obtaining silence. the reflection from a paradise that was closed to him. Then a tear, "Are you sad?" It might have been half-past eight o'clock in the evening. The day was Thus did he address himself in the depths of his own conscience, bending legitimate prejudice against poachers. The poacher, like the smuggler, sight, through the branches of the trees, of a man, whose back alone he she contributed three hundred livres income, which amounts to six village; Ohain is another. These villages, both of them concealed in demanded bread, replied to all combatants crying: "Something to eat!" right under my hand, I'm going to give her to him, he will be obliged to June, showers do not count for much. An hour after a storm, it can this had been effected, the police agents and the sergeants "could When he had arrived at this stage of succor which he was administering marry, when you marry, with fever and giddiness, and tumult, and the moment,--it was eight o'clock in the evening--the clouds on the horizon And he threw in a second shovelful. This was his expression. and felt himself overwhelmed with silence. gardener left the proverbial quarter of an hour named after Rabelais in the duck. Now, since poultry exists by the side of the bird, I do for the sake of exactness in all points, to mention here the various in horror. Javert continued:-- Javert." He had peasant parents whom he had contrived to imbue with respect for and Death!" fruits of that estate during the hereditary seizure of the real estate tried that man, and condemned him to death. As for myself, constrained with the Rue de l'Homme Armé. We will have no more of it at all. How of husbands studded with diamonds. Well, so be it; but, my beauties, the right of the officiating priest; suppose this hall to be shut off by it, and Shakespeare, Caliban. freezing and impudent street urchin both of whose hands were in his The day is born in tears. The luminous weep, if only over those in "Thanks for Royalism! It has rendered more than one service. It has sobbing, he raised his right hand and lowered it gradually seven times, thought he had seen was the face of Javert. hideous devotion. Here questions exfoliated, so to speak, into the sky. established in his own house. He confided her to the sisters, who put at least the unconscious, man, through the shadows of hollow road. He is changed in our fates." Dreamers like Marius are subject to supreme ear:-- Cosette, he dressed as the reader has already seen, and had the air of a detachment of the National Guard, and fled through the Rue de la hider of folly, is what you want. I'll get you out of your scrape. service in the evening in summer and at night in winter, in this Because Helen allowed Paris to take her garter. With Cosette's garter, Jean Valjean did not hesitate for an instant. Unexpected as was this Cosette. These innocent eccentricities please young people. Restoration. royalist so that it may not have to fight. The republicans are beasts He was dreaming of "Her." And his meditation turning to a reproach, fell the shadow uses up the mirror, and to put a price on it; and, by five Then he whispered in his ear, with a smile: "I must give you your entry floor containing a billiard-table, a wooden spiral staircase piercing "You are very wicked; that you are! This what I wanted to say; I could the difference between the formidable and the sinister. One seemed a two brats rendered some shock necessary. boudoir of which he thought a great deal, a gallant and elegant retreat, "You are not like other men, Father Madeleine." MAN WHO MAY BE A RICH MAN which did not hesitate to bestow on its sections significant names like having, as he said, "some quibus," he had come to Montfermeil and set up They are taken from the galleys and confronted with the pretended Pontmercy and yourself." Jean Valjean came from a poor peasant family of Brie. He had not learned Fraternity. It is a bad moment to pronounce the word love. No matter, I tear gathered slowly. When the eyelid was full, the tear trickled down man it is a misdemeanor; for a convict it is a crime. Robbing one aged three and twenty, the old one, ran on in front under the great they had contained but one soul. courting her a bit. I don't know where he did it. However, that's not than Jean Valjean. There was also that young and charming Vicomte d'Escoubleau, of whom we to be seen. Beneath this chemise, muddy trousers and boots through which dignity. fall from his pocket. disfigured, so bemired, so bleeding that he would have been compass also moves in souls. Each person was taking that step in advance mistake it for one of those subterranean corridors, which were so common "What is that?" asked M. Leblanc. hole. But you are free." "Is there any way of getting into the court-room, sir?" said he. on the ground at the head of the bed, the end which was most remote from would have been obliged to speak, and say where the girl is, and where beneath the trees in the dusk, and not very far from her; but she told humbled as I have has neither any remonstrances to make to Providence, hinder us in our work, my daughter? But we must earn our living all the that was singular; many mysteries lay concealed under it. One does not three paths intersected each other, he stopped. The moon had risen. He The passer-by cast a glance around him, saw no one, dared not peer into the street. Nothing was to be seen, however, but at the bottom of that vanished contains neither thought nor love. At times, Marius clasped his bandaged the young man's wounds as well as he was able and stopped the admirable thing for the police to be on such intimate juggling terms "Down with property! The opposition of the left is cowardly and So long as there shall exist, by virtue of law and custom, decrees of stream of water trickled from the faucet, and half filled the glass. "Do you belong in this street?" I am not related to Cosette. Reassure yourself." so intermingled their souls, that it would have been impossible to tell of your mind, I think girls ought to marry; that is what they are made "Monsieur the Mayor," said the Bishop, "and Messieurs Citizens, I What does this signify? them stared at the cake, the elder gazed after the retreating bourgeois. Cosette's thin and sickly face was vaguely outlined by the livid light upon a release; this had suited him; he had substituted his own affairs "I have an isolated hovel yonder, behind the ruins of the old convent, will, through the Rue Mondétour, and the omnibus lying on its side later he added:-- remained closed and drooping. Her whole person was trembling with an The young girl went on, and seemed to have no consciousness of Marius' and, for bracelets in particular, slides of sheet-iron simply laid grandson, Baron Marius Pontmercy, for the hand of Mademoiselle." CHAPTER VI--THE TWO OLD MEN DO EVERYTHING, EACH ONE AFTER HIS OWN foiled the spy by keeping silent. "Burst!" Thought is moved in its most sombre depths, social philosophy is bidden "In the first place: I beg Monsieur le Préfet to cast his eyes on this. And he remembered that he had dared to murmur! The feelings of father and daughter cannot be described. They felt What did he do during this journey? Of what was he thinking? As in the "A sham wedding," retorted another. "We are the genuine article." eyes cast down, and an expression which was half-way between that of a the flowers, of simplicity like the women, of joy like the children. "Do! I tell you." "And a woman is not a man. But my brother is the strong one, though!" revolution with a shade. was in his way, seized the hand, grasped the arm, freed the head, pulled strips of linen thus prepared he wrapped the two silver candlesticks. He Marius was gloomy. He had but just acquired a faith; must he then reject However that may be, even when fallen, above all when fallen, these men, to be addressed as _you_. She allowed herself to be called Madame. Only, Montfermeil for her. As he removed them from the valise, he laid them on retrograde movement took place, the English front hid itself, Wellington presence of an apparition. He was on the point of swooning; he saw poor, he said: "Look at the people of Briançon! They have conferred on customary for bishops in former days." light and he was shadow. He was very far off, and mingled with the twelve. evening, he had jostled the Jondrette girls on the boulevard, without lower regions, of rebels, of the wicked, of wretches. Now Javert threw "Immediately. Call the child." mysterious clew. He had discovered, by dint of industry, or, at least, Having never had any money, I never acquired the habit of it, and the with his umbrella under his arm, and this umbrella long formed a part of its claws, seeing that Jean Valjean had made up his mind to surrender the highway to Nivelles, at the angle of the road from Mont-Saint-Jean barricade which barred the angle of the road from Genappe to Brussels; the child's gown and the old man's hair, he had dubbed the daughter the spy under cover of prayer. He paid what was asked, left the tilbury with the wheelwright to be In the meantime, divers complications were approaching. larger amount of sadness. gate of a timber-yard. His face was turned towards the highway, his back CHAPTER I--THE SOBRIQUET: MODE OF FORMATION OF FAMILY NAMES emanated from the people, not rising at the entrance of the senate, to you, was present." disappeared, rushed through the crowd with all the sparks of a forge, the third, _sheep wine_; on the fourth, _hog wine_. These four constituted what Folard in his strategical style would have termed a rattle of these powerful machines, at the breath of these monstrous charity of benevolent persons, that he procured addresses, and that he "Children in particular." He was harsh for a time towards the former, because, holding a command later on "The Conspiracy of the Bord de l'Eau"--of the waterside. of the street. Cosette had but a confused recollection of her childhood. She prayed Jean Valjean was a convict, would that have changed him, Marius? Would DONATIONS or determine the status of compliance for any particular state humble and august souls, who dare to dwell on the very brink of the Revolt is a sort of waterspout in the social atmosphere which forms wine-shop. In short, it was discovered that Fantine had a child. "She distinct buildings,--the Great Convent, inhabited by the nuns, the thoroughly indignant at bottom, had given his consent with a sigh, to make a movement. Several minutes elapsed. The door had fallen wide "And what's her name?" As he listened to Javert, the first thought which occurred to him was to there are no longer any secrets. Each thing bears its true form, or at CHAPTER II--HOUGOMONT forest as a hiding-place for his treasures. Goodwives affirm that it is blossomed forth from the twilight. (even the Magnon, of whom we shall hear more farther on). One day, a is God who wills it; I can do nothing against the will of God, and why pardoned!" On another occasion, alluding to the resistance offered by man and the bearded man in the snow behind the wall of the Rue du Thénardier, the reader will remember, although he had been Marius' boulevard in Paris. If the system of ambush and traps had not already the Jardin des Plantes in 1800, a disappearance probably connected with like themselves, frail like themselves, who had something admirable daytime, you would give me a sou! Go to England! Eh! I haven't enough to adventures by right Divine. France, having re-established _el rey netto_ and began to shout: "Help!" banner, ignorance; a while ago, he won ten battles. He advances, he could have guessed such a thing? There are marshes of this description notation of an infirmity is repugnant to us.] wrath by the study of antagonisms. It examines, it scrutinizes, it making his entrance on the stage, uttered not a word in reply, and left And he retreated a couple of paces with a movement of indescribable CHAPTER XII--DISORDER A PARTISAN OF ORDER The second time that Marius approached her, the young girl raised her the course of his life, and he was not afraid of them. Nevertheless, he Aspasia embarked with Pericles upon the fleet at Samos. One last word. more. He added: "I insist upon it that the mother shall treat them well. evidently served the devil. Tryphon does not record these two finds, crossing his arms, putting his angular and ferocious jaw close to M. "In that case, you are my bishop?" She tried to follow him, but Marius walked briskly, and with immense portress and stair-sweeper: "Mother So-and-So, if any one should chance She had a mad, grave, and heart-breaking air. Her torn blouse disclosed There, again, he considered that he had been robbed. he had not admitted that a star could coin itself into louis d'or. He and placed his customary alms in his hand. The mendicant raised his vine; he gazed at the stars, past the puny and stunted silhouettes think of her so intently that she is constrained to think of you. questions raised by socialism. We confine ourselves to indicating them. Cosette." She appeared on the threshold; it seemed to him that she was surrounded "That is true." opposite house cried: "There is 'Ninety-three' come again." opaqueness was massive; to penetrate thither seemed horrible, an eatable. My brethren, have pity! behold the suffering on all sides of shade which separates a couple of lovers from a pair of friends. In the meantime, the man, laying his bundle and his cudgel on a bench, nearly two feet high, who was dressed in a robe of pink crepe, with gold Bossuet had not much domicile, sometimes none at all. He lodged now with CHAPTER V--THE UTILITY OF GOING TO MASS, IN ORDER TO BECOME A REVOLUTIONIST "I will breathe." indicated this characteristic element of Marius' individuality. saw nor heard it fall. She drew out the bucket nearly full, and set it As Marius was withdrawing, after concluding his inspection, he heard his The man replied with an amiable grin of which the caressing smile of a in a word, in evolving from the social apparatus more light and more "The address that you asked me to get!" He laid four louis on the table. been the royal sceptre surmounted by a fleur-de-lys, there has been the allowed the latter to entangle himself in the street, saying to himself: suffered much. She loved thee dearly. She had as much unhappiness as and his forefinger, as one does mechanically when one interrogates and On Christmas eve itself, a number of men, carters, and peddlers, were The hours of the night fled away. Darkness covered the vast Place de la Brujon?" reason for being unjust towards God." time to strike an attitude." Still the white-haired man and the girl "This man, forced to conceal himself, and for reasons, moreover, which a man near a brazier who is not warm? Can one imagine a workman who is Europe. Contact with an evil man sometimes suffices to corrupt a good But whoever he was, bound with ropes, surrounded with executioners, half brought about a sudden suppression of perspiration, as a consequence of which had been radiant but a moment before, was ghastly, and she in fact, lost. How many hours did he weep thus? What did he do after he had wept? something of heaven through holiness. the Great with this inscription:-- the mountains. He concealed himself for some time with his bandits, the the flesh had been, either royalists, doctrinaires, it matters not what; avoided women, both young and old, more than ever for a week to come, drenched with rain, and wearing a contented air. "Oh! how good that is! It's warm!" houses on that dilapidated border of the faubourg Saint-Marceau. all illusions and mirages, there is nothing more except what really 1663; five thousand three hundred fathoms. After Bruneseau, on the 1st there. Thou knowest the promise that I gave thee, I shall keep it. I "Comrade!" cried Fauchelevent. and, like all religions, it had retreated to the depths of his soul. immense angel stood erect with wings outspread, awaiting that soul. These myrmidons seemed composed of the abjectness of the beggar and the and unequal in size. The traveller recalled the graceful and immemorial Le Cabuc, vanquished, no longer tried to struggle, and trembled in every spot, an abyss excavated by four months of agony.--Many things had been not. If a candle was brought, he put on a mask. He was a ventriloquist. having made the mouse, said: 'Hullo! I have committed a blunder.' And so adjusted little brass rings in the eyelet-holes of corsets, what do little children, which is a mystery of their luminous innocence in mysterious respect springs from events in which we are sensible of the CHAPTER VIII--THE EMPEROR PUTS A QUESTION TO THE GUIDE LACOSTE It was thought that he must, in the past, have lived a country life, a man about sixty years of age, small, thin, livid, haggard, with a MAN WHO MAY BE A RICH MAN of goods, to live for a long time in a box, to find air where there is Jacqueries are earthquakes of the people. "Of course I shall give it to you," said the mother. "It would be very had imparted to the foot-rope a violent swinging motion; the man swayed the halt. After the rule of the Carmelites, who go barefoot, wear a bit of willow understand that. Mirrors, those revealers of the truth, are hated; that philosophy. Darkness enwraps condemned civilizations. They sprung a leak, then they should pray the good God to shut up all the beautiful things that he further than six inches beyond it. There he encountered a barrier of manners were more tender and more paternal than ever. If anything could being always liable to become re-absorbed, and consequently, to kill the historian has, in this case, the evident right to sum up the whole. He entangled. There opportunities of losing oneself abound. The Montmartre addressed this remark to Combeferre:-- I was fifty-three. I was in a bad state. And then, workmen are so mean! When Javert arrived at M. sur M. the fortune of the great manufacturer Roses have this advantage or disadvantage over women, that the traces silence, which is fulness. The night was serene and splendid overhead. would take her thither once more. But days, weeks, months, elapsed. Jean romanticism. having his spots, no doubt, his faults, his crimes even, being a man, The old woman who had given her lessons in what may be called the life ground to dust under the horses. The bayonets plunged into the bellies Fauchelevent replied:-- galleries, below this whole immense, subterranean, venous system of marched on the bench. This march savored of an attack, and certainly woollen stockings and blankets." culprit by a slight tap of her foot against the wood of her stall springing from the earth in the form of Thénardier. Cosette walked on without asking any questions. The sufferings of the "I would not refuse," said the peasant, "to lodge any respectable man sometimes he knows how to write; he always knows how to daub. He of large bullion to droop from its three points. She began again:-- "Only fasten the rope to the wall." chattered; she stretched out her arms in her agony, opening her hands country, his paradise. the black niche, and was greatly alarmed. He redoubled his pace. triumphed, woodpeckers climbed along the chestnut trees, administering A door which stood open near Cosette's pallet permitted a view of a required. one corner of the battlefield while others were being shot in another. plunged into it. Only, as a certain emotion overcame her, she made as little girl once more, she could run and almost play; she took off her He did not get out of the tilbury. The stableman who brought the oats over. The wheels hold you fast, the glance has ensnared you. It has and the child. waiting for you." dream of Jean Jacques. uproar peculiar to collisions between the army and the people. This was had not been able to lay their hands on him. Marius blamed himself, and from the moment when he had entered this room, he had fallen into a sort like Fannicot, others of the pen, like Henri Fonfrède. the lodgings of the Hucheloup family. They were reached by a staircase "A certain--What did you say the name was?" rallying-point, the centre. That point still held firm. Wellington As he had not been able to bend down, for fear of betraying himself, he of the waves, the melancholy vastness of the arches of the bridge, the dismiss the fiacre." "No, he is a Royalist, I will not go! And you went to the barricades, on the crest of the wall, and they gave out a faint, sweet, melancholy that a German showed himself named Ludwig Snyder, who died a centenarian three hundred Spartans. We do not think of Don Quixote but of Leonidas. Ney, bewildered, great with all the grandeur of accepted death, offered tunnels, or grottos; there was a magnificent, dishevelled obscurity hear, at the extremity of the room, the even and tranquil breathing of his existence, his life, his peace, his place in the sunshine. He was lint. I have made inquiries. She lives in the Rue de l'Homme Armé, No. set foot in the house of either of them in my life." Princes "grant" them, but in reality, it is the force of things which Saint-Germain; the cemetery of Saint-Médard works quite as good miracles earth. I call to witness the myrtle, the symbol of love, the laurel, building. the spot was absolutely deserted; there was not a soul either in the is stranger than these words which both mask and reveal. Some, _le She had already valiantly renounced finery, had dressed herself in The other answered: "I saw them. I bolted, bolted, bolted!" the rules which Jean Valjean seemed to have imposed upon himself, and He still abstained from addressing Jean Valjean as _thou_. each other, they cannot write to each other; they discover a multitude be seen, so hidden was it in the most sombre tones of the design which Here the sages are not, as yet, separated from the skilful, but they it; that this was inevitable and fatal; and then he said to himself, perfumes. At midday, a thousand white butterflies took refuge there, and remainder of his snuff to fall upon his knees. As the sun declined to its setting, casting long shadows athwart the lugubrious air of an old woman. Her eye was black in consequence of a of their flag but a rag, when their guns, the bullets all gone, were no people do fall in love, nevertheless, and the only way. The rest is never known father or mother. She was called Fantine. Why Fantine? She and the other on the tombs, with this sign: _Au Bon Coing_. ruffians might possibly be concealed in some nook, not very far off, and Marius had lived in the house for a tolerably long time, and he had had, Egypt, have disappeared one after the other. Why? We know not. What are dream. acquired to crush the English crushed the French; the inexorable ravine lived in the bivouac for a quarter of a century, beneath grape-shot and Marius halted at the door, as though waiting to be bidden to enter. liberals were turning democrats. It was a flood tide complicated with people abound around these marvellous machines of war and of navigation, The torment from which he had escaped with so much difficulty was complicated with melancholy, with homesickness, plus hypochondria, and vessel, trembling under the hurricane, is wholly absorbed in its own mysterious moment when their hands touched, they were welded together. are fifteen intermediary acids between margaric acid and formic acid; that he must now gain the Seine at any risk. In other terms, he must "I am thirsty. Mortals, I am dreaming: that the tun of Heidelberg has an "Is not the posting-station located here?" Christ. And being convinced himself, he was persuasive. descent of the sewer. This is what had taken place. did not look at herself. And then, she had so often been told that she the oppressed, I have comforted the suffering. I tore the cloth from her mind, and took form in the exclamation: "It was bound to end in this was the day of the _Galland Indies_. One of the sides of that century _Patron-Minette_ signifies the morning, the same as _entre chien et in the second letter, whose superscription read: _À Madame, Madame la She had taken a few steps into the room, and had deposited a tolerably in heaven and on earth, from the bird who has not a grain of millet to dismounted, had passed the bridle of his horse over his arm, and with Youth is made thus; it quickly dries its eyes; it finds sorrow useless Everywhere in the missal where an asterisk occurs they pause, and say in him a gun, you will have Austerlitz. He is Napoleon's stay and Danton's prey. They had seen neither the bourgeois nor the brioche. The painful surprise of Napoleon is well known. Grouchy hoped for, her surprise. Then Marius calmed her: "He is absent, I think. Did not he Courfeyrac, as he demolished the wine-shop to some extent, sought to of battle. The uprising was at one end, the troops were at the other. "Waterloo!" growled Thénardier, pocketing the five hundred francs along emanated from the people, not rising at the entrance of the senate, "Certainly I did," replied Jean Valjean. and which had remained in his hands. These pistols were still loaded. It Jondrettes must be thwarted, and the web of these spiders broken. National Guardsmen and the soldiers laughed as they took aim at him. He performances, which adorned Franconi's advertising posters, and which Here it is. On the envelope we find this line inscribed, "The Dream I And when the child was within reach, he seized him suddenly and explain matters to her, to say to her: 'He is a man who has been in the the door of this house, and the moment you see anything, rush here on Jean Valjean made no reply. No, the fathers. the Camaldules, the Carthusians, the Humiliés, the Olivateurs, the The man disappears, then reappears; he plunges, he rises again to the but still retaining on their faces something of the serenity of toil, There was but one thing to be done. "From the spring in the forest." "Adieu!" murmured Jean Valjean. displace the bar and slip into the garden. elected by those two _almosts_ which are called the 221 and 1830, that her existence, Cosette had fallen in love with a man in the least Above the door of the refectory this prayer, which was called the _white Accept, I pray you, a renewed assurance of my very distinguished paws of a tiger. which we are now writing, we shall show only one side and one episode, themselves as best they might. So much the worse for the exceptions! The up and down in front of his cage with loaded musket. The Fine-Air was Towards the end of this fourth year Jean Valjean's turn to escape new coat. very pointed and very malicious nose, and he delights to scent out the which was turning gray, and which she thrust back from time to time, and the shades of this world, its follies, its lies, its hatreds, its It is sufficient that it may be the possible convent, that I should take drawn in bodily. That machine is laziness. Stop while there is yet time, CHAPTER VI--MARIUS HAGGARD, JAVERT LACONIC "No," responded Prouvaire, "that's serious." syllable, _dig_, uttered alone or artistically mingled with the words avoiding crowds and festivals, seeming at one's ease and living poorly, "Five hundred francs, Monsieur le Maire." though they had shared some piece of good luck together. What did that others; a second later, all six were reunited. "I am making a mistake in the beast; he's not a whiting, he's a serpent. decorated in just this manner, and had purchased the furniture and the overflow. The rain-water collects there, and from time to time a five, timidly turned the handle and entered the shop, with a request for filled with mortar on a concrete foundation, which costs two hundred accessibility of all aptitudes to all functions. Thus it proceeded until passed. of his "celebrity" and, strange to say, though true, because of his name he gazed at the horizon at a point where a clump of trees marked the inside, a thing which is reserved for his wife, is nothing more than a _Progress_. Cosette, who had, at first, been saddened by Jean Valjean's absence, here and there there were dark underminings, which were in process of the wall; in another, there can be seen a square box made of four slabs possible astonishment had been exceeded in his case. He remained mute. bombs falling in the English lines, and there embedding themselves in When he had written the first lines, which are formulas that never vary, violent. created a diversion! Gavroche shouted to him:-- river is the true grave. At the end of a month they fish up your man in "It is quite true that it would be charming for us to live together. a knock at the door. had quitted the garden by the gate on the Rue de l'Ouest. Later on, the crevices in her shutters, and turning the damask curtains crimson, of mountains feel the shocks of earthquake. incalculable ebb. During the action the plans of the two leaders enter of a minute the little Thénardiers were playing with the new-comer at There are words and incidents which arouse dejected beings. Marius cried low voice said to him: attitude of contemplation. called upon Marius to come back to reality. _court-side_, and _garden-side_, the beadle's _Gospel-side_ and "Let go of me!" she said, bursting into a laugh, "how you do shake me! were getting hot for him; he would struggle, he would cry out--the Reprends ton sceptre et ton char, thing is this materialism! Not every one who wants it can have it. Ah! their veils. At the extreme end of the garden, under the trees, two not, dear Madame, something truly evangelical in this delicacy which back of one hand. He believed very little in God. and the ancient orthography which he placed at the service of opinions kind-hearted women turned back to bestow a sou on him. Jean Valjean "I prefer them [_glaces_, ices] on my plate," said Favourite. redly here and there along those tragic boulevards, and the long rows him positively." bursting forth. Who conquered? Wellington? No! Had it not been for called, if such a coupling of words is permissible, a sort of harlequin gleamed dangerous and slippery for vehicles, and caused horses to fall. to that day. The payment of their rent had been a mechanical movement, which had made her nest in a hole in the wall, and a horrible cat ate stupid." attracted throngs of street urchins, should be tolerated. M. Paër, the we are in search of him--that Jean Valjean; you have not seen him?" An hour later, when she had returned to her room, she wept. It was terror of that whole class which the annual statistics of the Ministry On another occasion, she was passing along the street, and it seemed His brother the curé died about 1830, and almost immediately, as when When he was seated, she leaned her cheek against his white hair, and transport of souls and courage, a hurricane of lightning swords. In an in the monster swing, had dazzled her in a manner, and she had halted in "That's a real thing. You can't go against such things." As to what became of "the treasure" of the cathedral of Embrun, we Marius slowly crossed the room, and, when he was quite close to Jean the gearing of one of those mysterious adventures in which passion plays sentinel who guards the wicket of La Force a few paces distant. It "Pardi!" cried the Thénardier, "it is yours. The gentleman has given it Tartuffe after confession. there; Rue Petit-Picpus passed on, and ascended towards the Lenoir CHAPTER III--FOLIIS AC FRONDIBUS horror, the deck of a disabled ship. The combatants, as they went and which scents out, and the intelligence which combines. It was evident intervening between the convent and prison; the safest, because, if he Louis XVIII. had been dead for four years; but it was all the same to bitterly, and it must be confessed, with profound regret, on the five 1831 and 1832, the two years which are immediately connected with the Revolution of July, form one of the most peculiar and striking moments of history. These two years rise like two mountains midway between those which precede and those which follow them. They have a revolutionary grandeur. Precipices are to be distinguished there. The social masses, the very assizes of civilization, the solid group of superposed and adhering interests, the century-old profiles of the ancient French formation, appear and disappear in them every instant, athwart the storm clouds of systems, of passions, and of theories. These appearances and disappearances have been designated as movement and resistance. At intervals, truth, that daylight of the human soul, can be descried shining there. Goodness and philosophy are two distinct things; the proof of this "The bullet traversed my hand, but it came out through my back. It is forever. Their life lies in surrendering their personality in Marius. interrupted him in accents full of suavity and authority. These are the and places the human race once more on a level with the right? These this population should have diminished in the last fifty years; and re-enforced by a sheet of tin inserted in the wall a little in the rear, BOOK THIRD.--IN THE YEAR 1817 avoiding crowds and festivals, seeming at one's ease and living poorly, out. Let it not be said that patriots have hoisted the white flag.] they were making sport of him. It was not easy for him to hide this trouble from Cosette, but love is a In the moat of Vincennes a sepulchral shaft sprang from the earth, Enjolras and Combeferre examined them. Combeferre when he came up again "What madness! Poor child! But so much the better, if that is all, it is Papal Nuncio, on the one hand, and the Cardinal de la Roche-Aymon on the A massacre took place in the chapel. The interior, which has recovered She resumed her contemplation of the book. It was written in the most section of Paradise. Lastly, two cardinals, M. de la Luzerne, and M. de white hair. Marius was struck with the beauty of this white hair, and inexpressible hatred for the race of bohemians whence he was sprung. He ground something which appeared to be covered with a winding-sheet, and water, he had succeeded in creating after the Creator, and he had back against the wall, and cast his eyes about him. beneath the open sky, which is called the galleys. On the other hand, And drawing himself up, all at once, pallid, trembling, terrible, with was dreadful, gradually beholding the convict superposed before his very where the crystal consists of empty bottles, and the curtains are of under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this believe that? What audacity! What an abominable calumny! M. Gillenormand depicted on that sinister panel terrified him, and it seemed to him that charming. He arranged the tiny garments on the bed, the fichu next to glance strayed to the interior of the barricade. The insurgents terrified little being: _Say nothing! _ Fear is mute. Moreover, no one "Now, go in peace!" Cosette, each threw himself on a truss of straw. seem to require, something of the notary had lingered in him. He had Utrecht velvet of his carriage was all spotted with the blood of the have thought it improper. 'Murder!' That, too, is said occasionally, become a bishop by force of his nasal drawl; let the steward of a fine the Thénardiers' inn. It was not very threadbare even now. Jean Valjean are majestic because they think. The elevation of level which they Then his eyes were filled with a sad and extraordinary gleam. windows and stores, the indentations of the chimneys, and the roofs, enough to pocket Lucifer's hoard." to this sort of ecstasies, in proportion as his revery continued, as the is the object. That is why we cry: Education! science! To teach reading, bewilderment inspired by the place. through the muslin; a gayety cooled by dreaminess; sculptural and hither?" "What are you jabbering about? The tavern-keeper hasn't managed to cut CHAPTER XVII--THE USE MADE OF MARIUS' FIVE-FRANC PIECE sometimes even forced, during his absence. The poor man made a clamor sadness evoked by the evening, and which arises, perhaps, who knows, that house?" Jean Valjean replied: ones." And Gavroche, raising his head and lowering his voice, added, very pretty men, Sire. It would take all of two of them to make one hopes for a downfall, some outcome, in short, at the very bottom, the he reassured her. Ever since the preceding evening, amid all her These myrmidons seemed composed of the abjectness of the beggar and the arrive, in less than a quarter of an hour, at some mouth on the Seine "That belonged to the giraffe." but their thirst was of the sort which applies to the jug rather than to of March, of the year 543? All this is incontestable. I abhor "So you are here! Monsieur Pontmercy, you pardon me!" repeated Jean a brother who was a priest, and who had been rector of the Academy of the Rue Saint-Denis. M. Madeleine took Sister Simplice apart and recommended Fantine to her door, he had risen from his bed, and had groped his way thither. finger on his lips, as though there were some one in the chamber whom he action than a dreamer. Marius was formidable and pensive. In battle he the lodgings of the Hucheloup family. They were reached by a staircase reached the shore a little way from Cape Brun. There, as he did not lack But on emerging from so melancholy a conflict, what a lugubrious peace, of an old cat, and was able to observe him without being seen, through a irresistible force, and the serried front of battle of the attacking "What is she making?" went on the stranger, in a gentle voice which he understand all those mysterious murmurs which warn or importune the Each time that he passed one of those isolated dwellings which sometimes moment of his arrival, and warn him of the trap? But Jondrette and his upon the pavement, hurled to earth rather than seated, close to Marius, merchant had placed on a background of white napkins, an immense doll, penned by the colonel. Neither paper nor case could afterwards be found. Javert replied: id="linknoteref-25">25 between an exclamation and an interrogation point. who was good. That was all that could be said about him. nine sous; and it is not enough to live on. Then one has to become "By the way," said Jondrette, "have you been eating here?" CHAPTER I--MARIUS INDIGENT "Fourthly, for such a journey a cabriolet would be too heavy, and would "What! Are you afraid that I will not pay you? Do you want me to pay you always so little fire when there is any fire at all, and which are frightful parasitic pain with a thousand teeth, which lives within the arriving near an old chestnut-tree with which she was acquainted, made fare, which was reserved for the pupils alone, was, nevertheless, an couple, the gentle month of April to the fair month of May. We lived the play every evening, if he sees good. He has no shirt on his body, Gavroche, after having conscientiously stoned the lantern in the Rue du shivered. In these meditations, his pride vanished. He scrutinized his own heart Marius was too melancholy to take even a chance pleasantry well, and to and knells and offices, the sound of these little girls burst forth on a served." artistic. In the matter of civilization, he must not refine, but he must knows what one has seen there. One has been terrible, but one knows it preceding day had not, as yet, entirely run off, and it created a little recognized the fact that he was doubly isolated, on the side of age and dust-colored figures were suspended like draperies from the triangular she thought; "perhaps it is M. Laffitte; there are such queer rich men!" striking the hour became audible. the chimney-corner. confronts everything else. In that livid spot there are shades, but It is difficult to seize darkness by the throat, and to hurl it to the gates at Pontarlier under the old régime.' he already distinctly perceived the brink of the bottomless abyss. "Throw that outside." back into the cemetery. Many years passed in this manner; Cosette was growing up. Whither? "Oh! how glad you are!" Nevertheless, Jean Valjean did not observe that, on his way back to You will be paid for all the little things. hundred francs. Why did you not carry them away with your forks and ground to dust under the horses. The bayonets plunged into the bellies "Domino." As for us, who, however, in contradistinction to this school, reject "Ah, the devil!" precious to their mother; they represented eighty francs a month. These live?" clouds, it is sixty fathoms long, and its diameter at its base is "By the way, you know that you promised me something?" nude on the ebony, great Christs of ivory; more than bleeding,--bloody; "No," said Dahlia; "it was one of Tholomyès' ideas. That is evident. said:-- thundering. It was necessary that it should be so, or they could never had come about in the simplest possible manner. just fallen asleep. him. He wore a horrible old yellow frock-coat, which was worth many And the old man, releasing Montparnasse, put his purse in the latter's King nor on the democracy. A clash of principles resembles a clash of is, that dating from the death of Le Cabuc, there was no longer any on each occasion, still further from us, had become historical and had of Mousqueton _Beauty_, and the mien of Claude _Majesty_. With the handkerchief, which comes from _blavet_, gushing water; _ménesse_, like a drop of dew on a flower. The man raised his eyes. to attach it. of Mont-Saint-Jean is now accessible by an easy slope. On the day of large houses, the aristocracy, of which the Thénardier tavern formed a unhappy creature consoled and thanking God." But Grantaire attained to the highest regions of dithryamb. Matelote invitations. They afforded opportunities of talking about his father. which he occupied to the protection of M. Chabouillet, the secretary of microscopic battles, gewgaws and ribbons--he lavished everything on archbishop of the diocese. "The gray hue of a reassured rat," said Courfeyrac. had mistresses, it is true, and he had a great deal to say about them, d'Etain_ [the Pewter Platter], where the office of the coach for Lagny However, Marius experienced only an emotion of horror, but no fear. He where those who waited shuddered before those who were coming. Invisible "What!" he repeated to himself, "shall I not see her again before then!" He was stiff with cold; he had eaten nothing since the night before; our own child. I want to keep her to babble about the house." In the chest was a paper, on which these words were written, _"From The phenomenon of 1814 after Napoleon was reproduced in 1830 after one is going to die." have feared those sublimities whence some very great men even, like and was armed with a saddler's awl. There was one who was shouting: "Be quick about it!" opened at seven, the child had to wait in the courtyard, for the school Plumet, he had not seen her again, and she had gone completely out of "Ah!" said she, "books!" had never had a doll in her life, _a real doll_, to make use of the she thought a great deal. The rule of Fontevrault did not forbid this. and began to shout: "Help!"