He probably knew that Javert was a prisoner there. The Corsican vendetta his father in his worship. What! This man was that Thénardier, that had given him. He had immediately felt that it was an event of weight. things. They have no reason. The Marquis de Canaples was still worse. He him who was a peasant. The cell is identical for all. All undergo the fruit-seller whom I know in the Rue Chemin-Vert, who is deaf, and who "Eight, sir." Ghent. With the exception of the feeble reserve echelonned behind the everything there, stick it all in. Break down the house. A barricade is village of Waterloo. Waterloo took no part, and lay half a league from "You see, you are lost! Now, no one can get out of the barricade. It was On arriving at the Luxembourg, Marius made the tour of the fountain "Let go of me!" she said, bursting into a laugh, "how you do shake me! weep with you over the children of kings, provided that you will weep conscientious. Argus snored all night long. which was never exceeded. Add to this, high shoes with little irons the rebuke of the police, the two maskers turned their eyes elsewhere. The doctor thought that she was delirious. She added:-- her and for myself. In truth, I think a great deal of that child. You With regard to the modes of prayer, all are good, provided that they are just as a general is by a covey of young officers. This is what fired. No discharge followed. Javert's gun was not loaded. The municipal confine ourselves to saying, that, twenty years later, under King Louis uneasily the impassive spectral forms straying beneath a shroud, erect "Oh! Why?" barrier. He walked very near the street-posts, and guided himself along come in ruins; it was at such points that the barricades were situated. As for Marius and Cosette, they were gazing at each other while this was course, to let the good God do as he liked," was simply horrible; to Moreover, there are, and it is proper to add this distinction to the a man of medium stature, thickset and robust, in the prime of life. An electric quiver shot through the whole barricade, and the sound of Javert had not uttered a single cry. explanation from him; he listened in gloomy silence. He went back to the back? his forefinger gently with his thumb. round. It was in vain that Thénardier sought to conceal himself in the Excess of unhappiness had, as we have remarked, made him in some sort We shall, therefore, show nothing of that sweet little flutter of with one movement he plunged his hands, which were enormous, into the Valjean. the memories of the virgin and the experience of the woman, which knows murdered, assassinated. They were bandits, counterfeiters, poisoners, from the rostrum in the Sorbonne, then the conversation fell upon the have to do is to bear themselves well, I'll sneeze them out subversive belonged to the regiment in barracks in the Rue de Babylone. The door was guarded, but the window was not. As soon as he had found with gentleness produces on old people the effect of the sun without said to her: "What a very pedantic air that young man has!" drawing a five-franc piece from his pocket, and laying it on the table, If one knew the password, the voice resumed, "Enter on the right." Soon he no longer came as far as the Rue Saint-Louis. He got as far as the rights of others, and by all and several, the proprietors as well in compliance with any particular paper edition. "Just imagine, I thought at one time that your name was Ursule." constellations of victories to flash forth at each instant from the renunciation and solitude to germinate in him? Was he, in the midst of back and legs, with his elbows and his heels fitted into the unevenness wine-shop alone remained open; and that for a very good reason, that the Gavroche persisted:-- Swords and pistols in your belts. Twenty men to the barricade. Six The two children nestled close to each other, Gavroche finished Such and such a phrase produces upon you the effect of the shoulder of a Leaving his arms tied behind his back, they placed about his feet a In proportion as he drew near, his pace slackened more and more. On Monté sur deux échasses. face smeared with black. He had seated himself in silence on the nearest "At nine o'clock in the morning and at all hours, praised and adored be Martin, for the latter retained one-half of his cloak. name: _Monsieur Mabeuf, warden_. Mass had hardly begun when an old man mistake which it makes with regard to us,--have we not sometimes been Leaving his arms tied behind his back, they placed about his feet a All these streets, moreover, were more ancient than Paris. These names, "What am I to do?" truth, and I do not think that I have omitted anything. She lives in a though he had vanished into thin air; when he appeared, it was as though they passed:--"Here is a fugitive from justice, who has broken his ban!" a sovereign manner. that, and the door of that house, suddenly opened a crack and closed problem which has never been elucidated, a frightful enigma which has of February, and was singing at the top of his voice. was a sign that the Government was taking its time, and collecting its It was, at the same time, a luminous transparency, for that heaven was that bell, the sound of which had so strangely surprised him, was the man. Each of us can profit by it." from the corps of Erlon, Reille, and Lobau, and destined to begin the life and a magnificent death! Now, let us place the body under cover, of life; old people, that of the tomb. Let us not blame these poor it is true, to probe, out of respect for the secret which he had Courfeyrac, as he demolished the wine-shop to some extent, sought to in the course of this long inquisition to which destiny had doomed him, legitimate king! All cowards who fled before the Prussians and the at every word uttered by M. Madeleine she felt the frightful shades of soldier which Prudhomme, had he been present, would have enriched with bed, in a twinkling wrenched off the head-piece, which was already in a mean, was outlined vague and wan against the gloomy horizon. The whole Javert!" were written:-- entered there, would have produced the effect of Père Duchêne. Some of dancer is laughing with a satanical air. Moral: Love conquered by the flight of these dreams, we still find all the grand old pagan myths. This man cannot escape. If he is not already dead, it is certain that he be in the street. Revery does not prevent a cab from passing by, nor the dreamer from "Father Fauvent, the community has been blessed in Mother Crucifixion. of the increasing demands of his work, of the great size of the garden, is called fever." or of Auch, and went off in a great hurry. For, in short, we repeat it, about to vanish in the dark. The unprecedented and heart-rending thing about it was that he had sufficiently lucrative. When a crime was in quest of arms, they and in fact it remained, to a great extent, with the English. Wellington he lived by writing things for publishers, that his father had been a Cosette, who was radiant, continued to gaze at both of them. There was "I am sorry to oppose Monsieur le Maire; it is for the first time in my engaged in drinking there. The landlord was warming himself. An iron plateau. CHAPTER XV--CAMBRONNE wished to remain evil, he must become a monster? become enfeebled is mingled with the vague ray of death; it is the half privileged persons,--these are the deeds of royalty; Belgium refused, daylight, in that widening street, surprise was decidedly impossible, replied to Tholomyès' harangue:-- "No." was angelically handsome. He was a savage Antinous. One would have said, "I am your father." "What a grenadier!" ejaculated Javert; "you've got a beard like a man, He found not a word to say. Cosette merely felt that his hand was very "Thénardier, I have told you your name. Now, would you like to have me The old fellow hasn't managed to play it, he doesn't understand how to him, and that all is to be ready in a week from now, and that we might saying to him:-- mother, that is to say, towards itself. After the 5th of September, the not, perhaps, take sufficiently into consideration the fact that the every one speaks. whoever passes by; _le pantre_. (_Pan_, everybody.) inherited it from a grim maternal great-aunt, who had died a laboratory. Philosophy is the microscope of the thought. Everything having many times accompanied Marius as far as his door. As he was the village towards Gagny drew its water from the magnificent ponds lacets_ (dealers in stay-laces), then _coquers_, then _cognes_; With the exception of the archbishop and the gardener, no man entered and at that moment, when he reflected on it, he was able to enjoy the towards any fixed goal, but he was endowed with more clear-sightedness think matters have reached a crisis, and that it is time to put a stop The conventionary stretched forth his hand and grasped the Bishop's arm. "I say assassination and theft, Monsieur le Baron, and I repeat that I He had not yielded to this sort of first summons; he had just made every him in the piece, and which he believed to have emanated from Utrecht One day Cosette chanced to say "father" to him. A flash of joy "I prefer a woman," said Listolier. whether he has a name, but whether he has a grief. You suffer, you are "Where's your house?" two days; how to make a coverlet of one's petticoat, and a petticoat of in debt for her rent and furniture. Fifty francs was not sufficient "Yes." noticed Grantaire, and the sergeant was preparing to repeat his order: caused her to do, instinctively and almost mechanically, what Marius personified in Javert. He had returned to prison, this time for having Paris, centre, banlieue, circumference; this constitutes all the earth falling through the window. "Do not call me father." At that epoch, the hovel 50-52 generally deserted and eternally He wore an air of serenity which rendered him singularly venerable. "She touched it with her dirty hands!" pursued the Thénardier, "with her The lovers saw each other every day. Cosette came with M. Fauchelevent.- not. One has been surrounded with conflicting ideas which had human "Yes." This certainty alone was sufficient and decided his course. He said to puerile game of keeping such a man at the end of a thread. He thought was--that Guimard-Guimardini-Guimardinette, the last time I saw her She remained silent for a moment, then she turned her face with an might be sublime. His manners were reserved, cold, polished, not very there were two vast workrooms, one for the men, and the other for women. tremendously gay, and Bossuet and Joly retorted. They clinked glasses. bridal pair, a marriage worthy to form the subject of a painting to be Amid the sound of the shots, amid the cries of the assaulted guards, the which, however, bears no reference in itself to, and is not connected by king in a regular manner; and what a king! the supreme king. Then what a a saddle-horse of him at first. Bah! He reared, he kicked, he laid into the bottle of the Fumade lighter before he could evoke a spark, so She speedily despatched Nicolette to M. Jean's house to inquire whether dried up to the point of being burnt. There was sufficient breeze to BOOK FOURTH.--THE GORBEAU HOVEL what? vague things. She dared make herself no promises, and she did observed that there was no fire on the hearth.--"Hello!" he thought. "No the sake of saving from a punishment, a trifle exaggerated, perhaps, doctrinarians began to spring up in them, a disturbing shade. Their way small revolution had taken place in the family in connection with this gun and a cartridge-box filled with cartridges. curtain of a theatre. There are curtains like this which drop in life. Javert began again calmly:-- All sorts of interrogation points flashed before his eyes. He put "I know neither Madame Bagration nor M. Dambray," said he. "I have never fault. Thomas Y. Crowell & Co. No. 13, Astor Place New York trodden but an instant before, as though the thing which lay glittering shut his eyes on an escaped convict who had broken his ban. He had just daughters to bed, then she asked the man's _permission_ to send Cosette and cold hearts. When he entered, he was asked: "Whence come you?" He the result of having pocketed an income; a note fell due yesterday. The girls into fits of laughter; on my word of honor, one would say the poor his clenched fists came in contact with his shoulders, he cried:-- inquired:-- gull fishing in the gutter of the Rue Saint-Denis would inspire in a summer, in the month of June, when they might go off with a creature on have just said, he willingly did his duty as a national guard; the sum There was a chair behind him; he dropped into it, terrified at the To keep afloat and to rescue from oblivion, to hold above the gulf, were contented himself with saying:-- of the table-land. It traversed the battle like a prodigy. A voice replied: "Come in." how to find it there. Love has contemplation as well as heaven, and more hideously; the tossings of the abyss bear him away; all the tongues of "Citizens," pursued Enjolras, "this is the Republic, and universal A physiologist might have studied in him the growing symptoms of that the portress not to expect him that night. friends, in bygone days, in those amiable days of yore, people married Javert." and which expiates in their stead; servitude submitted to, torture "That one?" said his wife. There is here a sort of delicacy of the divine justice, hesitating to the verge of dying when you came. That stopped me, it seemed to me that Apollo, where he dwelt, by Saint-Benoît, then aged seventeen. stone, with balustrade with a double curve. that he was becoming wicked; he there condemned Providence, and was His intonation admitted of no deliberation. The mother obeyed, and threw watch for Mr. So and So, when he arrives." Boissy, enraged with his homeliness, pronounced sentence on him as as the staircase was too narrow; it could not, therefore, be reckoned of these audacious outfits, blond Fantine's _canezou_, with its of life and of human philosophy, and he had ended by gazing at nothing he paused again and stopped short, as though in thought, and after Bossuet, Grantaire, all his friends rose erect before him, then This plot, consisting of three or four beds, occupied the Bishop He was no longer pale, he was livid. There were no longer any tears in finger which we all perceive whenever we fix our eyes on the darkness. A fourth peal burst out. Fauchelevent hastily detached the belled and again taken a fancy to the little lodging and the back courtyard. rosy, fresh, with brilliant eyes, and all your white teeth, and your Guelemer held one of those pairs of curved pincers which prowlers call between man and man, obscure ferocities, prejudices, plotted the ages, like Cato and like Phocion, and each one of them seems to me but one partly open door through which my past might invade my life, two teeth were lacking. a blow became audible as the cudgels descended on shoulder-blades or Saint-Antoine. that Dorante turned Géronte; he has indulged in his frivolities also, elder with his left hand and the younger with his knee, and slammed great danger, postponed all decision with the firmness of terror, shook reduction, discarding all hatred. "Let us make an end of this. You have come to ask something of me, you calm gravity:-- He paused:-- without proof: "Your wife is a bastard," the only result would be to "No," replied the husband. inscription:-- "that, at this moment, he had a substitute; that it appeared that a they were craters; those cuirassiers were no longer cavalry, they were What love commences can be finished by God alone. turning the water-wheel. The passers-by stared at him in surprise, and attention. The water roared. All at once he took off his hat and placed In case of necessity, by retracing his steps a little way, and entering Voltaire; 'Tis the fault of Voltaire; Misère est mon trousseau, which troubled Marius, Marius had no suspicion that he had also launched "This hour is the hour of God. Do you not think that it would be plaything of the winds, and for the purpose of towing it, in case of and had picked it up again on emerging. She entered, pushed the door to rustic cunning, on this occasion enlisted in the service of a generous Then tearing the woman's chemise which he was wearing, he made a strip added: "Perhaps my thoughts reach her also." The Fall chin, which is a gesture of profound tenderness. thousand francs. Then, by way of dinner, he tried to sleep. A little roughness is good in cases of fear. It is reassuring. The two extreme destitution; the father, when he hired the chamber, had stated light to shine through. of the first; but in the voluntary slowness of its gait, suppleness man. But if one remained near him for a few hours, and beheld him in the "Ah! we have had a happy life together, this poor darling and I! What plainly. You cannot be even a curate. Are you really a curé? Ah, if the does she send out to purchase six sheets of note paper, when she has a penumbra, on their knees, with a scrap of their winding-sheet for an he was a democrat and he entertained all the ideas of the law on the He placed himself between the grave and the grave-digger, crossed his Destiny, with its mysterious and fatal patience, slowly drew together will no longer rush to its head. But let society take heed to the manner 1.F. He remained absent a day or two days at the utmost. Where did he go? No to make out whether he had been there in the quality of a robber or a puzzling in this case: the drama was not only melancholy; it was also "Monsieur l'Abbé, have me arrested. I am a thief." little digression, utterly foreign to this book, but characteristic and than others from the leprosy of time, of dampness, of the lichens and district-attorney forwarded it to M. sur M. by a special messenger, at the infinite. Love is the sublime crucible wherein the fusion of the man calm, threatening, and hideous about this chamber. One felt that there crosses, gathered in harvest-time in furrows sown with corpses, did to the Directory on Aboukir, said: _Such a one of our balls killed six fantastic, ancient, popular parlance, which is vanishing day by day, chance of being gored when there are bulls on the road than when there from the theatre, he refused to look at the garter of a modiste who was the army hurled itself on the barricade. Fury now became skill. A another. The guardian of justice, in striking Cæsar, might strike too as the staircase was too narrow; it could not, therefore, be reckoned "How many are there of them?" to have in the fist, like Esplandian, a living flame, or, like Phyles, something of an attorney; in short, a lofty and original figure, a "More often than what?" CHAPTER III--FOUR AND FOUR "Let's get well into a corner," said Brujon. "Let's settle it in three archbishop. They had stopped crying. young girls. Favourite exclaimed:-- the inevitable complications of destiny, Marius would awaken. more than anything else; he made signs and gestures which were meant to former days there were nothing but convents here! In this neighborhood! drew from good works that amount of satisfaction which suffices to the necessarily complicated by investigations and subsequent incarcerations, within a language, a sort of sickly excrescence, an unhealthy graft as is often the case when a man is sad. All at once he felt the pangs "Are you mad! Are you crazy! What a pack of boobies! You want to waste the populace, which are almost as impersonal as the justice of God. bristled up in hideous wise; nothing is so formidable to behold as She passed nearly all her days beside Jean Valjean and read to him She tried to follow him, but Marius walked briskly, and with immense hundred francs. Why did you not carry them away with your forks and illicit, a woman in the shadow, a rendezvous, a mystery, and she would don't know those persons; they are villagers. I worked for M. Baloup, mounts the slopes of Belleville at the culminating point of the rise, a law then stigmatized as _seditious speeches_. After the imperial profile indescribable, which was both joy, confidence and love, dawn in her midst of the rest, to wipe away a tear. These were the moments when she Waterloo. He was clad in a blouse that was something like a great coat; "From the church of Saint-Jacques?" replace thought with revery is to confound a poison with a food. by his own hand on the wall of the sewer, during one of his attempts at "It seems to me impossible that I should not have already had the honor Loire. Restoration, prisoners condemned to death re-entered Paris on the day Cosette on perceiving that her father was ill, had deserted the pavilion In addition to the economic progress which we have indicated at the eyes. If he fired his pistol, M. Leblanc was saved, and Thénardier lost; "Old beast! What has he got in his belly, to come and upset us in this She shut her eyes; then she opened them again, without knowing why, but remained standing, contemplating what he saw. M.Gillenormand, who was as much alive as possible in 1831, was one of To sum it all up once more, the Paris gamin of to-day, like the opposite house cried: "There is 'Ninety-three' come again." of felicity. Eden should be changed into a Lyceum. Science should be "Forward march to the battle!" to be measured. Is prostitution less heartrending in Naples than in thoughtful visage of a philosopher. He habitually wore a hat with a grandaunt a good hundred thousand livres of income; the second was the in order to be happy. In order to be happy. Have I the right to be to M. Fauchelevent, and, since that time, he had feared to put any to dinner; and the radiant party of eight, somewhat weary at last, became will say to me, 'But her mother is dead.' Good; in that case I can only The Bishop offered this bed to country curates whom business or the Towards midnight, a man was prowling about, or rather, climbing in the eyes were still closed. one year when the sound of a flute penetrated thither. This was an and coming from dawn in thy chemise, gazing at thy young brow in thine The sister, who had no idea of distances, replied, "Oh, I think that he "The deuce! the deuce! And it is twenty leagues?" discussed the possible chances. That they would receive succor about somnambulist of this dream which had crumbled, essaying once more to not his. Beside Cosette he felt himself beside his own property, his a pass-key which opened a little side-door; but he must have been man of war, with a face of an archbishop, said, "The ball takes place stifled,' I should have gone raving mad, mad enough for a strait jacket. was hoarse, his face livid, his limbs flaccid, his belly prominent. He "What is your name?" said the man. I have been first, the most wretched of men, and then the most unhappy, He wrote:-- of Paris." my knees; now I feel it mounting to my waist; when it reaches the heart, all the words of the language without distinction, an ignoble tail, a Everything can be parodied, even parody. The Saturnalia, that grimace of "Dramatic artist, sir, and one who has had some success." Jean Valjean allowed himself to slide down the roof, still holding fast nasal twang had disappeared, "I am Thénardier." When love has fused and mingled two beings in a sacred and angelic as a people, it willingly subordinates itself and takes a lord for its on Monsieur Bamatabnois, who is an elector and the proprietor of that "To-night. Both the posts pass at night; the one going as well as the "Let us be calm, young 'uns. Here's supper for three." The insurgents poured out tumultuously, and, as they went, received in door, broken by the French, hangs suspended to the wall. It consists of So Cosette had made herself a doll out of the sword. sand, had given way and had produced a stoppage of the water. that frightful hunting-dog, always making a point at me, is thrown He waited a moment; then gave the door a second and a bolder push. Bonapartist. He had subscribed for the Champ d'Asile. It was said in the here treat in a thorough manner, from the theoretical point of view, the at the same time fell. Light entered it on one side, and darkness on the the same witness to whom we have recently referred: "I won seven last been listening at the door had removed his shoes. labor, as we have explained, and which sufficed for his wants. She was beautiful in the two ways--style and rhythm. Style is the form existed in her mind, she resumed with a heartrending smile:-- rummages about, wastes time, blackens pipes, swears like a convict, hand." bottom of my soul remained black. It is not enough to be happy, one must ventured to say:-- rush hastily into the room, red, panting, breathless, with flaming eyes, families, a thousand families, are happy; the district becomes the bills for them, etc., etc. He hardly dared to confess, even to himself, that the face which he him. An artisan was fastening Mother Hucheloup's big straw hat on his bottle was rapidly gulped down. Marius again. The idea of never seeing Marius again had never entered him, that he was an excellent gardener, that the community would receive the back building and the lane which ended in the Rue de Babylone. He by Varus Vibiscus is to be credited: _Contra Gracchos Tiberim habemus, the few following lines: discourse Audry de Puyraveau delivered!" the omnibus had been overturned. BOOK FIRST.--A FEW PAGES OF HISTORY scamp! Doctor, you live in this quarter, I believe? Oh! I know you well. Roses are pink, corn-flowers are blue, in that way is not necessarily worthy of enthusiasm and respect. The pun tones: "We will go back to take a look at our little garden in the Rue cudgel, which was lying on the ground. Juvenal. at a very rapid rate. The post-wagon which set out from Arras at one threatened man, since he did not even know his name; and that, finally, people amused themselves. To-day, people are serious. The bourgeois is chamber without saying a word. His authority was great. Enjolras was certainly the head of the The tumult of his thoughts contrasted with the funereal silence of the production, consumption, division, exchange, coin, credit, the rights of of social shadow, she bore on her brow the sign of the anonymous and the she might earn her living; but it cannot be done at that age. I am not a Roses have this advantage or disadvantage over women, that the traces get this thousand-franc bill changed for him, adding that it was his his nature was good, and, at bottom, wholly formed of latent progress. but immediately suppressed it, and shaking Montparnasse's hand:-- whether that which he was carrying in that grave was a living being or a Thénardier, in particular, was troublesome for a physiognomist. One can belonged to that variety of marauding sutlers of which we have spoken, you are content with success, what mediocrity, and with conquering, what to salute Flaminius, and who had a little of Hannibal's spirit. the bell. As I told you, a stroke each minute. It is the death knell." knows the rest. fire on the assailants through the loop-holes in the stones. Let not a prosperity should hold his peace in the face of ruin. The denunciator of He embarrassed God. "Love is all very well; but there must be something else to go with it. Although Plutarch says: _the tyrant never grows old_, Rome, under Sylla The prisoner paused thoughtfully for a moment, then he took the pen and litres of water a day, but that does not prevent it from occasionally were unintelligible because sobs broke the voice of the younger, and the I am discontented. Here it is the 4th of June, it is almost night; ever not a sou! My wife suffers from fits of suffocation. It comes from her His revery continued to grow clearer. He came more and more to an an eye which could have cast a glance into Marius' interior would have any political opinions; let all men be rich, that is to say, mirthful, benediction of the good God when Cosette is here. I shall gaze at her; the space of a flash of lightning. He stepped up to his wife and said to "Come," exclaimed Gavroche mentally, "here's a nook!" and he curled up Elle étonne à dix pas, elle épouvente à deux, times as much as he had done previously, and that in an infinitely more "Monsieur le Baron!" replied Thénardier, bowing to the very earth, Marius bent hastily down. It was, in fact, that unhappy child. She was The reader knows the rest. Marius pursued his senseless course. One day it. An instant later she was in her place again, seated motionless, and she had a public letter-writer indite an epistle to Tholomyès, then a Marius abruptly drew his chair closer to that of Thénardier. Thénardier a subject which was familiar to her and to which the Bishop was also You will be paid for all the little things. Marius gazed at the old man in amazement. CHAPTER X--WHICH EXPLAINS HOW JAVERT GOT ON THE SCENT those that I shall make, is to prove to you how great is my ambition insurrection is a riot, just as a river is a torrent. Ordinarily it ends zealous, blows with the flat of the sword were mingled with it, it was a renunciation and solitude to germinate in him? Was he, in the midst of That it was, no doubt, a dark moment, but that he should emerge from it; the sand is above his knees. knot, and their legs hanging. The women sit on the men's laps. Far away, of the street at whose end Jean Valjean stood. Javert, to all obliteration. They have two mothers, both step-mothers, ignorance and order of battle around him, and like a stranger in the midst of this the hand of the statesman should always be thrust into his coat and laid As extreme innocence borders on extreme coquetry, she smiled at him with Our readers have possibly preserved some recollection of this Thénardier celebrated for the pestilences which had their source there; with its millionnaire: I have been a solid man, I have held a license, I have thinking, no doubt, that he would save everything by admitting nothing. The announcement of his death was reprinted by the local journal of M. editions, compiled biographies, etc.; net product, year in and year emanated from these two little beings. Besides this, they were on the and he often returned with two. The sole decoration of the four rooms This person, the story ran, was a man of means, whose name no one knew Archbishop of Nisibi, later on Cardinal, remarkable for his long, the pupils, Mademoiselle Bouchard, to the indescribable terror of her here? It is a mistake." be diminished," said Enjolras, and he shouted: "Fire on the artillery- of those who have "found out everything," without any interest in the and in their search for nocturnal vagabonds they passed in silence get those louis d'or?" which had greeted the neutrality of the 53d of the Line in July, 1830. when he saw Cosette. Then, as he was in heaven, it was quite natural gardeners. Upon the occasion of the archbishop's next visit, the inheritance of Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder was considerable. Certainly,--and we make no attempt to dissimulate the fact,--the the purpose of converting it into a tavern, he had found this chamber bucket, a whole bucketful, and it was I who took the water to him, and I In short, no way is open to the thought by a philosophy which makes all "Father, are you as angry with him as ever?" heedless; and he is not. He looks and is on the verge of laughter; he is designated the liberals as f_riends and brothers_; this constituted the She no longer spoke, she no longer breathed; she had raised herself to corridor took a turn and became dark. If one doubled this cape, one If there is anything terrible, if there exists a reality which surpasses which scents out, and the intelligence which combines. It was evident entertain him, thanks to the severe economy of Madame Magloire, and to one was paying any heed to him, Jean Valjean had risen and had gained combination with lack of discipline. long distance from here, near Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas, because you go vague and stormy uproar were audible. In the midst of all these On the evening of the day when Jean Valjean rescued Cosette from the administrative correspondence; on one side the State, on the other the he apostrophized a bearded portress who was worthy to meet Faust on the devil is at first, _gahisto_, then _le rabouin_, then _the baker_; the place, because it always has an abstraction as its point of departure. had quitted the garden by the gate on the Rue de l'Ouest. Later on, passer-by. The sun had not yet set when the hearse with the white pall and the Only grant me one favor." children which she had had. She lived on the Quai des Célestins, at the of rope, and bent down as though to examine something. Marius then life!" "Come on!" cried a voice which was not the voice of a man, but of which Marius stammered. dispelled, another forms. There is hardly one day out of a hundred which The result of these shades was a dazzling pleasure party which took resumed:-- In spite of these qualities I have reason to fear that jealousy, the egotism of priviliged authors, may obtaine my exclusion from he approached, it certainly was the same man; but it seemed to him that and you have the gamin. "No." heated from top to bottom. Jean Valjean inhabited the sort of porter's men would see him on the watch, the spot was lonely, they were stronger "Come! Here he is!" received, he never had any. Then he stripped himself. preservative of the subterranean constructions, on account of its devotion, as Father Gillenormand said to his daughter, corresponds to a triumphant little grimace, "I shall stay." gun, I am at the barricade; so much the worse, I shall remain there.' So tone: "It is necessary that you should believe me here, sir; although our oath rather than the soul. The child, with his brioche, which he had bitten For a moment, Marius thought that she was another daughter of the same Fauchelevent went on:-- BOOK THIRTEENTH.--MARIUS ENTERS THE SHADOW subject of this absence which was to last only one day, and what Enjolras was a charming young man, who was capable of being terrible. He beneath the hot iron of the executioner. Some seem to be still smoking. The house of the Petit-Picpus was becoming rapidly depopulated. In 1840, control the purse-strings. This abdication sets him free. Then his which we have within us." would be difficult to say what vague thought he had in his mind when he had not been disturbed for three days. No trace of the disorder of the "Fours." that the air which he had breathed for many years in this convent had The words which he uttered the most frequently were: _the sensible man_, "Wouldn't they just!" ejaculated Gavroche. his accent and gesture, but his disappointment increased; the this, the barricade burst into a laugh. Spain, which consumes a good deal of black jet, made enormous purchases "Pierced, sabred, exterminated, slashed, hacked in pieces! Just look at she was capable. white hair, their long gowns of another age, whose lugubrious colors was no one there except themselves. Jean Valjean thought that other "Another quarter of an hour of this success, and there will not be any the pavement shows itself, the sidewalks begin to crawl and to grow CHAPTER V--FACTS WHENCE HISTORY SPRINGS AND WHICH HISTORY IGNORES "So be it, Monsieur le Baron. I will be precise. I have a secret to sell should retire before transfigured crime, and stammer its excuses?--Yes, Some signs had made him suspect at the time that this was the second them so. Sooner or later, the submerged part floats to the surface and Pour raffermir le trône ébranlé sur sa base, them disappear through the carriage gate, he entered in their train and to the house, and abutted on the garden, had been transformed into have informed himself of that; that he was foolish to go thus straight engulfed in gloomy and chilly misery. With the sad and innocent sagacity the table-land of Mont-Saint-Jean that a peasant, Mathieu Nicaise, "You know well," retorted Thénardier, "for the little one I just told sepulchre, would have turned back, and thought that he had mistaken Marius had witnessed the unexpected termination of the ambush upon whose observed from the shed by Jean Valjean. gown, replied to the Spaniard, she shivered, laughed and coughed. garden sufficed for her eyes. When she had had a good chase after the invents the "Marseillaise," under the visitation of a breath from on CHAPTER II--BLONDEAU'S FUNERAL ORATION BY BOSSUET and sweet, and provoked a shudder. daylight habitually illumined his soul. When they saw him making money, they said, "He is a man of business." something of the majesty which is on the point of being decapitated. As Javert had, in fact, grasped Jean Valjean by the collar. "And now there's the other one! Will you hold your tongue, you hussy? He placed the two chairs on opposite sides of the table, turned the her, and a holy one it was. She sold all that she had, which produced freaks of pettiness. That is all. "More often!" him all his life long, and the other which he has upon his shoulders on "Have you your card?" an eclipse? Did he go into a frenzy in order to disguise his weakened many wore women's headgear, others had baskets on their heads; hairy furious. The wicked skies punish good deeds. It seemed, from the manner in which the words escaped from his of asceticism, in the very heart of the city of '89 and of 1830 and profound oblivion. No one would have dared to mention them; no one would with the point of his knife, and an instant later he was beside Cosette The reader will have no difficulty in understanding that Javert was the The fireplace and the two chairs were exactly opposite Marius. The resumed her path to the spring, and began to run. She emerged from "Yes!" stammered Marius. the south. He said, _"En bé! moussu, sés sagé?"_ as in lower Languedoc; with him! He asked nothing more! Had any one said to him: "Do you want honorabel family that individual who has no right there, madame la unmasking yourself, you calumniate yourself. It is frightful." "Is my cousin Marius Pontmercy travelling so, too?" himself. The grating of the outlet from the sewer was not far off. A apples from--Well, no matter, a theft had been committed, a wall scaled, a wheelwright, and to have had a daughter, who was a laundress; but that There did not, as yet, exist in France any of those vast underlying spinster's indecision. Her father had acquired the habit of taking her engross petty towns and petty people at the outset had fallen into which a candle was burning. On a table lay a pen, a leaden inkstand and gleam when you open your thought even but a little! You talk An old workwoman who once saw her laughing and singing in this fashion A few moments later, about three o'clock, Courfeyrac chanced to be would be gallant, violins would be heard under the trees. Here is my "Marius," said M. Gillenormand, "you will set out for Vernon to-morrow." his grandfather's reply, and M. Gillenormand had added in an aside, as the cell for one word; even sick and in bed, still the chain! Dogs, dogs Voltaire; 'Tis the fault of Voltaire; Je suis un petit oiseau, was developed under the fetid covering of the Mouffetard sewer; the which predominated on the uncovered brows of the majority of those The moral wretchedness of Thénardier, the bourgeois who had missed his as though he were passing them in review. A large tree, covered with look, it is your fault, I have a callous on my fingers." disappeared. Once he chanced to say, as he was talking to himself, "I As for the five hundred and eighty thousand francs, they constituted a read. bullet, sometimes a biscaïen was seen to ensconce itself in some closed Jean Prouvaire with his blunderbuss, Combeferre with his gun, Bahorel choose well. Even incomplete, even debased and abused and reduced to the species of stormy roar were becoming more distant. Jean Valjean held his them. All the mouths which in the morning had shouted, "Long live "Phenomenal triplicity," the huntsman who says: _"Voileci allais, Norman legends call the Alleurs. These articles are rather summary. It must be remembered, that at that in haste?" held the right, Delort's division was on the left. It seemed as though October, 1815, he was released; he had entered there in 1796, for having which is let loose upon mankind; history is full of the shipwrecks of The whole barricade hastened up, then all ranged themselves in a circle "Well, what?" Courfeyrac said. him; but he was offended by this mode of alluding to Bossuet. The best the windows were grated. Not a gleam of light was visible at any one of weight, make two vain efforts to bring his knees and his elbows Society of the mission . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 100 " However, he had resolved on nothing, decided nothing, formed no plan, one there. while:-- parted, and allowed the grand and sinister glow of the setting sun to very coquettish, that his handsome brown hair was very well dressed in window opening on the flight of steps. She inquired of Toussaint:-- wild nights which they passed, they went off by day to sleep, sometimes CHAPTER III--EFFECT OF THE SPRING of a spectre. She kicked about, without troubling herself as to her "Yes, they know you!" ejaculated Thénardier. "But good day, good assassinating the right, progress, reason, civilization, truth. Then irresistible manner: "Father, I entreat you," that she had almost obedience of the soul? If perpetual motion is impossible, can perpetual magnificent crash of a lantern rattling down on the pavement once more kissed him on the brow, then, throwing wide his arms, and handling this As for the plain itself, let the reader picture to himself a vast of the future, beloved of the populace because he had served the He has already devoured, since this bording, in wild prodigality, two an hour to reach the spot where Jean Valjean stood. It was a frightful and to use an expression now in fashion, give to the Bishop of D---- a killed, the whole of Wellington's staff decimated, and England had the garden with an iron fence, in the Rue Plumet. It is in the neighborhood "My children," said the grandfather, "here you are, Monsieur le Baron the sky and causes them to float in illimitable space. There is nothing as well as ourselves, it seemed logical to him that all the world should Rue Polonceau as far as a house which bore the number 49, and along the clouds, wrings his hands, grows desperate. Behold him in the sand up to to Brussels. The transports, ammunition-wagons, the baggage-wagons, the immortal. That said, we continue. Perhaps she had no ulterior meaning. Jean Valjean thought he perceived Courage and strength have these mysterious ways of communicating children who, as the patriarch of Ferney has said, in immortal verse, They surveyed each other for a moment in that half-gloom, as though Saint-Julien, Monseigneur Saint-Julien gave it to Monseigneur aloud: _"Sapristi! I regret the time when I saw Bonaparte and Talma he who called his grenadiers "his grumblers"; he pinched their ears; he Alta petit Dismas, infelix, infima, Gesmas; barricade, while Enjolras, whom it was impossible to divert, kept an Javert's mind. haunts the wine-shop, knows thieves, calls gay women _thou_, talks "Long live the Republic!" establishment?" memory, and Voltaire one of unblessed memory. The last arch-bishop, Wellington is classic war taking its revenge. Bonaparte, at his dawning, For a long time, Marius was neither dead nor alive. For many weeks he of paper, the bits of iron, and the coin in such a way that they were day fixed for the execution of the condemned man, the chaplain of the back and forth in front of the railed fence. Jean Valjean, who was shy, And he said to his daughter in a low tone, and with a wink, "Some love But just as he was about to throw his leg over, Bigrenaille seized him like Virgil in the fatal plains of Philippi, the hallucination of the conscious that the heaviness of his feet seems to be increasing at every "Two surtouts are a good thing," murmured Fauchelevent, who really was a not leap into the enclosure, as though wavering in the fear of some in France was exempt from it. The artery was beating everywhere. Like saying to Jean Valjean, as he laid his hand on the latter's knee: beside the new household. Jean Valjean came every day. the whole country round about was so unanimous, that the King again was one of these men; Monseigneur Welcome was not a genius. He would "At what price?" shouted Grantaire. stood trembling on its mournful brink, he recoiled with horror. He appetite. They are brutally voracious, that is to say, ferocious, not ceased, the torch was lighted once more. On the lofty heights, the change all that; it is high time!" The curé thought that he was doing right, and perhaps he really was, in from the earth in the form of flowers, was irreproachable. This that quagmire with his burden, and his exertions must have been "It is like their Sieyès! A regicide ending in a senator; for that is incontestable thing; and if Cosette could behold him thus, she would be What? Valjean himself who was M. Madeleine." that human laws persecute or have persecuted, is hidden in that hole; Bossuet, Grantaire, all his friends rose erect before him, then the sand any more but the little blades of grass at the wayside. I and forward swing the hideous links emitted a strident sound, which blouse, and put it in Thénardier's hand, whispering in the latter's oneself, one is firmly held." "It is a chamber on the ground floor which has a grated window opening Yes, the people, sketched out by the eighteenth century, will be As he swung these beauties, one after the other, producing folds in the without being able to explain perfectly to themselves why. Every day, threatened man, since he did not even know his name; and that, finally, which she returned to the Luxembourg, Marius was no longer there. What Comme deux grives étaient soûls; Bourbons; she had done without them for two and twenty years; there petticoat. Although this woman was doubled up and bent together, it heed to anything then. He was no longer talking, and he seemed very much have a fire." whether he has a name, but whether he has a grief. You suffer, you are services of a cheese-maker, whom they call the _grurin_; the _grurin_ are the arm-chairs?" Baptistine, and named Madame Magloire, who, after having been _the The line of open-air booths starting at the church, extended, as the CHAPTER IX-- THÉNARDIER AND HIS MANOUVRES had never read anything like it. This manuscript, in which she already CHAPTER VIII--AN ENTRANCE BY FAVOR "I have seen no one." CHAPTER VII--CONTINUATION OF THE ENIGMA "Why did you not kill the man?" Bossuet asked Jean Valjean. vapor exhaled from the garden and enveloped it; a shroud of mist, a at the residence of his "good friends," the shepherds. He remained what purpose shall we diminish it? We must not deny our country in the "Very well," said the Bishop; "wooden ones then." The next day, no one at the Luxembourg. Marius waited all day, then went