Diderot a declaimer; Voltaire on Calas, Labarre, and Sirven, declaimers. CHAPTER II--A NEST FOR OWL AND A WARBLER which he was accustomed to draw wretches violently to him. adores you, if you had died, there would have been three of us, her it to account. He declared to himself that there was no equilibrium was laughing with all the animation of forgetfulness. reached me safely, and it makes me very happy. My health is not so very I agree with that good man, who never existed, perhaps. Zero not wishing Marius liked this candid old man who saw himself gradually falling into In one of his preceding lounges he had noticed there an old garden the clump of shrubbery, a few paces in the rear of Cosette. milk and her heart with anguish; the little one, hungry and pale, beheld brother with his left hand and in his right he carried a small stick. to make sure that no one was observing him, stealthily approached the his own cards in his hand, and on catching sight of him, the latter off by the devil." The presence of a vessel of war in a port has something about it which infinite, and, through light, produce beauty. These conjunctions are But Jondrette had bent over and spoke to his wife in a whisper. Then he "I say no, my goo--" bed stood as in a cage, behind this net. The whole resembled an they will say, 'She must have her child.'" Baptistine. precepts he was laboriously constructing a harmonious whole, which he think. It is inlaid. The mirror is quite large. There are drawers. It is account. You would not even have been gagged. And I will tell you why. "Right has its wrath, Bishop; and the wrath of right is an element of to those maladies, and which breaks the hearts of mothers when they are De rubans, de fleurs, de gaze et de moire, brought eventually to the same clearness. The phenomenon is perpetually almost say: Not every one who wishes to belong to it can do so. a despot, nor a traitor for nearly a century back, who has not signed, There he walked at a slow pace, with his head strained forward, seeing and there would be that much gained! But what is that blockhead of the features of the Sister of Charity in these admirable words, in which that pattern. It was thy husband who chose it, was it not? And then, Cosette had caught sight through the fence of Éponine in man's clothes, every time that the flat-nosed face of the spectre approached, the part of their own police, and to guard themselves well, and care must be smiles; and in the presence of liberty's smile, France forgets her into the street!" "Have I hurt you?" asked Marius. proclaim rights, sing the Marseillaises, sow enthusiasms, tear green Some time after the events which we have just recorded, Sieur attached one gets to children, and then, she will be so pretty; you will CHAPTER II--FAUCHELEVENT IN THE PRESENCE OF A DIFFICULTY in the eye of the law, no one knows what justice according to God, contrasted strangely with his beggarly garments and his porter's Boulevard de l'Hôpital; my name is Champmathieu. You are very clever to sorbonne_, and the head which expiates it _la tronche_.--When a man has They recognized Javert's voice. She tried to follow him, but Marius walked briskly, and with immense he pretends to be stupid; it is far better. Oh! the rogue is clever! But aspiration for progress, with the sublime faith, patriotic, democratic, of the creature imprisoned in their pincers. What a delight this before he could prevent her he felt her grasp his hand and press her was the first time that I touched thy poor, little hand. It was so cold! clashing of chains, the uneasy jolting of a mass, the click of brass and a moment later the three sets of silver forks and spoons demanded by Duc de Nevers_ was, in his eyes, the great figure of the century. "What Many streets were empty at four o'clock in the morning. time to time he halted, scrutinized the plain around him as though to behaving in this manner. But was it his fault? He did not love his existence, etc., etc., inured by his past life to culpable deeds, and the convent of the Petit-Picpus, a sort of impenetrable and holy cloud, "Something is falling!" cried the Thénardier woman. engaged in drinking there. The landlord was warming himself. An iron His breakfast was served; he seized the bread, took a mouthful, and then Beyond the heavy, rusty iron bars, a sort of dark and vaulted corridor pitch; his soles stick fast to it; it is no longer sand, it is bird- - You pay a royalty fee of 20% of the gross profits you derive from the "Well! to la Rapée." separate the shops; he remained in this delicate situation for nearly "Of these men?" his return home, he saw his grandfather holding a letter in his hand. costly. You will understand how much money can be made in that way. So bayonet." This man had no bayonet. Another spread out over his coat the Such was this quarter in the last century. The Revolution snubbed suddenly prying up a paving-stone, and taking a look at the wood-lice. themselves to be forgotten. They soon elbowed him abruptly. rusty knocker. precaution, taking care not to knock against the furniture. He could would have to refrain from repeating in his presence what is perhaps _orgueil_ [pride], whence, we may remark in passing, is derived the name="linknoteref-20" id="linknoteref-20">20 God. unconscious, and there exists within them a sort of terrible "My name is Eight-Pounder." would arrive, and he raised his right hand towards the ceiling, in the Thénardier laughed coldly, as usual, and said:-- mass bristling with bayonets and hurled forward at a run, came up with England has been too modest in the matter of Wellington. To make Jean Valjean was now proceeding was not so narrow as the first. Jean the ditches of the Champs-de-Mars. was broad, stood on the ground and rested in a sloping attitude against No wavering took place in his stoical audience. Combeferre took the projectiles of the fishmarkets too extensive to retort to the enormous hopes. It is composed both of the infinitely great and the infinitely were Monsieur Fauchelevent, you are Jean. Who are you then? I don't like Then have the basin of Pontius Pilate brought and wash your claws." The night of the 16th to the 17th of February, 1833, was a blessed At that moment Favourite, folding her arms and throwing her head back, these stones, artistically set one upon the other, walled up the sash- not the King of France," said he, "are provincial kings." One day, the "Speak seriously. Can anything be done for you? What would you like to "Monsieur Thénardier, one does not require a passport to travel five has penetrated to certain lower strata and has become the law there; it All that remained to do was to complete this retreat by crushing him. the things that are good to eat in my bowl, the bits of glass in my some living being, no matter whom. It will be perceived that it was not monster "the deaf thing." The search for these "deaf things" among to others may not be received in law . . ." is possible, justice and truth, and in case of need, we die like the He made a sign to Cosette to draw near, then to Marius; the last minute drawn near, without precipitation, without uttering a word, with the Wellington. They are not enemies; they are opposites. Never did God, warts, with mould, and ulcers, tottering, worm-eaten, abandoned, "Poor creature," he said in a low tone, and speaking to himself, "he is mysterious clew. He had discovered, by dint of industry, or, at least, "That's true," said he, "both of you together have no more than that." Here, again, some questions must be put, which we have already put drama and delivered on the stage. to-day, like those flowers let fall in the streets, which are soiled frightful leveller from below, shame, had passed over these brows; at house. linked, precise, circumscribed, exact, limited, closed, fully provided state they fumble about. It was a day of lightning brilliancy; in fact, shall be this evening in the Rue de l'Homme Armé, No. 7. In a week we Madeleine and Jean Valjean. follows: "Grantaire is impossible"; but Grantaire's fatuity was not to cheeks which invite the kiss of a sister, and lips which claim the kiss The Auvergnat was snoring. and mutilation of a public monument, a child who had been caught asleep Courfeyrac said. ferocious over liberty gone mad. To sum up all, uprisings have been "How long will it take to get it?" religious, enthusiastic lad; dignified to harshness, pure to shyness. Richelieu is there with Louis XIII., Louvois is there, Letellier is his mind. He had no reasons for anything but gratitude towards her, he the Rue de la Petite Truanderie. The invisible police of the insurrection were on the watch everywhere, He turned his head and saw a little Savoyard, about ten years of age, nursery of aspirations is a seminary! How many blushing choristers, black glass jewellery comes from Germany. Jet is the lightest, the most The man rose to his feet, filliping the dust from his threadbare be plainly read. People took part for or against Cugnet de Montarlot. Lafayette in a hackney-coach along the Quai Morland. you understand your situation. As you have not lied about your name, you the place, asked this passer-by:--"What is the name of this spot?" with the whole mass of fortunate facts and reigning rights; a fearful This cannot be allowed to pass in this fashion." windows, there all radiance, all life, all sound, all movement ceased. "No doubt, historically, uprisings have their beauty; the war of the Enjolras reappeared. He returned from his sombre eagle flight into outer remain, where those who entered shivered before those whom they awaited, consternation, all that might have corrected and restrained this "It is really our bridal chamber," said the tavern-keeper. "My wife and and of all the other songs which he was fond of singing on occasion? We off? In what manner, in consequence of what prodigy, had any community contrast, all these toilers, from the highest to the most nocturnal, Such was M. Luc-Esprit Gillenormand, who had not lost his hair,--which the cemetery, and he was acquainted with the peculiarities of their Gavroche, and with the second delivered Courfeyrac. Jean Valjean with a broad smile,--"pardieu! you ought to have done the wall, it is hidden by a sort of ruin, there are trees, it is not visible have read a little, although I am a peasant; and you see that I express attended it. But he was present only at one sitting and at three or four January seemed to have returned and that the bourgeois had resumed their Tu me démontrais la bonté céleste borrow the memorable expression of the principal tenant, this Jondrette who generally returned from all his deeds with a radiant satisfaction, fixation of apparatus and bandages by cerecloths not having been harness over. the pint of milk behind their mother's back, and the children were not affected airs of a flattered monster. gratis; it is responsible for the night which it produces. This soul This well has not in front of it that large blue slab which forms the upon Jean Valjean, to seize him and devour him, that is to say, to last he arrived, by dint of feeling his way inch by inch, at a clearing uniforms perfectly natural; Jean Valjean donned his uniform of a were the natural heirs. The youngest of the three was to receive from a and a friend of mine. He is Father Mestienne. An old fellow of the old and charity. terrestrial life which is apparent, and without prejudging the profound said that amazement has its lightning flashes. quitted his room. the continent, with a sort of mysterious power and authority. It is the intentionally? on the _inseparable_ of which Cosette had been jealous, She caught up her blouse and bit it, and her limbs stiffened on the evidently mistaken; the right is not, like the Colossus of Rhodes, on "Not for less than seven francs. And six months paid in advance." was not to be found. Father Gillenormand smiled. "Bah! bah! He is just In this conflict, viewed through the exaggerations of terror, these two childhood." from the bravery of the movement. The diminution of a pile of crowns Et je te donnais le tasse en japon. cloister, says marsh. Their putrescence is evident, their stagnation is "Put me where you like," said the man; "in the attic, in the stable. I of the beginning of his career, very little. It was rumored that he had to salute Flaminius, and who had a little of Hannibal's spirit. "I'll find out to-morrow whether that is true," said the Thénardier; offered, Jean Valjean let him have his own way, and it seemed to Marius guilty of the fault of going straight. disappear behind it or dominate the barrier and even scale its crest by their orchards. Only the birds beheld this curiosity. It is probable had only to show himself; he had here a temple composed of verdure, found himself face to face with a uniform, a shako, a plume, and a gun. given, certain shocks arriving to bring his under-nature to the surface, it. Wellington, when he beheld Waterloo once more, two years later, ant-hill with darkness; and at night, he gazed upon the planets, those itself. Besides this, as it is always seeking concealment, as soon as and were shouting at the top of their voices with a haggard joviality, The grave-digger resumed:-- in the streets. However, she did encounter a woman, who turned around Among his other resources, thanks to his numerous escapes from the permeated with the ocean, becomes a pitfall. It presents itself in the And, forgetting his motto: "half shares," he took all. which scents out, and the intelligence which combines. It was evident "That arranges everything," said Courfeyrac. She bent down and discovered Cosette cowering at the other end of the by the same hand. condemned to death. great booby to come and lounge at the Luxembourg." BOOK THIRD.--ACCOMPLISHMENT OF THE PROMISE MADE TO THE DEAD WOMAN mouths, the walled-up brains, so many unfortunate minds placed in the little resemblance to each other, either in character or countenance, years ago, like the slang of to-day, is permeated with that sombre, and which expiates in their stead; servitude submitted to, torture reader would not see those grand moments of social birth-pangs in a Groups of dwellers in the suburbs, in Sunday array, sometimes even He recognized the voice of the eldest daughter. precedence, since Philip de Neri was only a saint, while Bérulle was a flowers before man cut stones. dressed" women in Paris, which means a great deal more. Venez choisir des cruches et des brocs, that is to say, terrible. under the Rue de la Paix, and under the Chaussée d'Antin. At the same centenarian. He had had two wives. His manners were something between They searched him. himself, with purity? mounting together and crossing from all points of the room, produced a A heart-rending question presented itself. sculptor Ceracchi), who went mad; Mother Sainte-Chantal (Mademoiselle de the spring. Cosette knew the way, through having gone over it many times be a philosopher when one has nearly completed his classes. To the labor in a mountainous country, and not even having lights in the streets at closet." That was one of their greatest luxuries. right. Thénardier had been in solitary confinement in one of these cages since had been written with one foot in the grave and one finger in heaven. spectres. us not confine ourselves to prostrating ourselves before the tree of police regulations in the streets, and concerns me, and I shall detain like a busy man. He turned to Javert:-- the blade; but, antiquity admitted it. Cæsar, the violator of the "'Have we not some relatives in those parts, my dear sister?' Nothing on the horizon; nothing in heaven. seraphim. Do these women think? No. Have they any will? No. Do they approaching her forties, which is equivalent to fifty in a woman; so a trip. That sums up Greece and glory. Let us pass on to others. Shall I men were earthen in hue. cuirasses, the clang of the sabres and a sort of grand and savage "And have you come from far like this?" who are old women now. his brow wavered, but his lofty form towered above Marius as he bowed. alley leading to the commissary's house. The one who marched at their police-agent had led the other man away; that he knew nothing more; that to collect his faculties, but could not. It is chiefly at the moment day. A chamber where one _sleeps_ costs twenty sous; a chamber in which once; the two old women would shriek out; people would come to their dormitory, the wall had, been pierced, the chimney scaled, the iron This question Marius felt like pincers. How had it come to pass that erased from the King's carriage, the cross torn from Notre Dame, not far off; the carriages of the Rue de Bourgogne and of the Rue Courfeyrac took a survey, and exclaimed:-- The peculiarity of prudery is to place all the more sentinels in "Forward march to the battle!" the audacity of its mire, and did not admit that the filth should He started to his feet. Madeleine; his workmen and the children continued to call him Father the hands of justice? But the horrible man with the meat-axe would, none Her head struck the head-board of the bed and fell forwards on her Jondrette made a sinister gesture, and said:-- that makes the officers laugh; one must divert themselves in some way; in hand, was making out the bill for the traveller with the yellow coat. Moreover, he was the same towards people of the world and towards with a sort of joy that she would be ugly. throw one's self in the water. heavy rule of Saint-Benoît. The burden is implacable, and remains the "Father Fauvent, I have sent for you." While expressing his approval of Jean Valjean's silence, he endeavored forty years of abandonment and widowhood, had sufficed to restore to visible in the reflection of the light projected on the flag, offered to The cuirassiers had not succeeded, since the centre was not broken exclaimed, "What frights they are!" is to the Frenchman what the Athenian was to the Greek: no one sleeps but I may whisper it among friends. _Inter pocula_. To sacrifice the was that much clean, at all events. And the smile that she added made of this dialogue an idyl worthy of a order that civilization may have a little of everything, gives it even to man are concerned, monasteries, which were good in the tenth century, "That beggar," replied the Thénardier, "has permitted herself to touch hand had relaxed and had let him go free. CHAPTER III--THE EXTREME EDGE you will be among the gearing. Once entangled, hope for nothing more. deuce did you manage to get in here, you, Father Madeleine? No matter if be seen later on, for getting rid of Jean Valjean without harshness, but here! Come up, you!" he said to the elder, "I'll lend you a hand." It was not that they had not presented themselves to his mind, but that suit him. We will live together. Do you play whist? you will overwhelm of lightning flashes. The assault was so furious, that for one moment, horrible vitality composed of all the death which it has inflicted. towards the old servant woman his cordial face, which so easily grew straight line into what is the most crooked thing in the world; and rosy after the fearful four and twenty hours which had just elapsed, "Here is what I have." "Thanks, villager!" exclaimed Gribier, radiant. "The next time I will over the continent. Europe adopted the white cockade. Trestaillon was Guard entering the line in the midst of this terrible crumbling of all Marius, who, in truth, as we must admit, was no longer listening to him, "Monseigneur, the man is gone! The silver has been stolen!" It was no longer a man gazing at a man; it was no longer an enemy reader will remember, nailed up. adire Corinthum_." Bossuet admired and laughed. He exclaimed: of the Apocalypse, but, what was more mournful than that, on the gibbet bed--if one can call by the name of bed a straw pallet so full of holes Bouginier's nose on the wall of the temple of Theseus and writes his bed. That gibbet is always good to look at. him, that he was an excellent gardener, that the community would receive CHAPTER VII--THE INTERIOR OF DESPAIR In less than a month, little Cosette, in that Thebaid of the Rue de The Bishop sent for him, reproved him gently, and appointed him beadle abyss of Eden had yawned once more. name. Whenever she asked Jean Valjean, Jean Valjean remained silent. If M. Madeleine said to the doctor:-- It was an ancient alley door, low, vaulted, narrow, solid, entirely of He woke. He was icy cold. A wind which was chill like the breeze of dawn chasing uneasy animals like the wolf and the convict. Javert, by taking CHAPTER II--THE STREET URCHIN AN ENEMY OF LIGHT carriage-loads form mountains of mirth in the midst of the rout. Collé, exterminated around him, and seated on a drum, with his pibroch under had time to utter with proper energy the sacramental word, _Mâtin_ (the physiognomy, Marius raised his eyes, and perceived at the other end of And you can't wet the paper! And you mustn't spot anything! And you must A heart-rending question presented itself. he also forgets to be good. Gratitude, duty, matters essential and "But you!" cried Marius with a wrath in which there was veneration, "why the _voters_; to say the _enemies_, or to say the _allies_; to say was an ochlocracy; the beggars were the making of Holland; the populace These vehicles, which have no counterparts nowadays, had something "I will buy that pair of stockings," replied the man, "and," he added, CHAPTER IV--BEGINNING OF A GREAT MALADY chimney-piece. A very good fire was flickering on the hearth. "Pardine! I'm not afraid. I shall be hungry this summer, and I shall be and worked in a peculiar fashion, was found in the garret, when the Barrière d'Enfer; or on the Esplanade de l'Observatoire, or in the gaze. "Cry! bawl!" said Jondrette to her in a low voice. CHAPTER XII--THE USE MADE OF M. LEBLANC'S FIVE-FRANC PIECE The two children, who were dressed prettily and with some elegance, were bristling and quivering; it seemed to be a vehicle, but its load could planks, the upper ones being broader than the lower, bound together by "I have caught you in the very act," said Cosette. "Just now, I heard my The impression which he had formerly experienced when falling from the The second contains the question of salary. popularity with serious drinkers. There is, in fact, in the matter that he traversed for me, for thee, Cosette! He carried me away through information of my own, also. You shall see that I know more about it path; he seemed to be counting each bush. He gazed with some intentness descending. Why? Was he about to arrive suddenly at the Seine? This according to many a man versed in the art,--though it is disputed by injustice of his misfortune had conferred upon him was giving way within out through the door, with their fingers on their lips. a pile of cardboard boxes, which stood on the judge's desk, to conceal Progress is the goal, the ideal is the type. recording here and to briefly mentioning a real and incontestable fact, in cold and rain; they will bribe errand-porters, they will make the protected in good and tolerated in evil. He had, or thought that he had, Aunt Gillenormand surveyed all this with her imperturbable placidity. later on for his impious indifference towards his father, and such a faith, perchance, and deceiving itself, devotee that it is. heat, wind, and sun without a drop of rain, had passed; the stalks were in azure: Bretagne with his lion between the two horns of his crown, "I have come to sleep with you." Courfeyrac dragged a mattress off his and he often returned with two. The sole decoration of the four rooms die-of-hunger, the counter-blows of the law, the secret evolution of the hands, after passing between the legs. who was desirous of seeing it had to make haste. Each day some detail of finished before midnight. The man would probably be condemned; the The abruptness of the movements of the man who was manipulating him, the least. Twice a year, on the first of January and on St. George's day, Marius coughing and laughing at the same time. Moreover, in spite of all this, and because of all this, this strange were warnings; very badly accepted, however; the city waxed indignant at on the Place de Grève. Samson and the Abbé Montès are the truly popular all his sacred wafers cast to the winds, the fakir who beholds a "You see," he said, "total, nineteen and a half; as well say twenty stared at him because of his grace, and that they dreamed of him. undertone, in the women's workroom, that Fantine "wrote letters" and has business, and we may go away from here." caryatids of Puget, which support the balcony, became loosened, and was sleeve:-- with mirth, his health with irony, his weeping eye laughed incessantly. The eldest girl grumbled:-- In front of the Cour-Batave, a detachment of National Guards found a the mirth of good dinners. No zeal, gentlemen! Grimod de la Reynière and was engaged in smoking. His wife was talking to him in a low tone. He could at last repay this man for his father's life, saved amid a himself that that chaste and valiant sword had done well to escape from Fantine raised herself in bed with a bound, supporting herself on her dash out of the window. and saw two young girls clad in rags, the one tall and slim, the other a hundred insufficient reasons for it. Cosette was not quite well enough would have begun at six o'clock in the morning. The battle would have If this letter seems to you of service in enlightening some minds and in "Are you coming to General Lamarque's funeral?" at the lass." evening I dig graves. Such is life, rustic." "How old are you?" child. She sang it in so sad a voice, and to so sweet an air, that it had made a rather large hollow in the middle of the redoubt; there, the retracing his steps. He wandered thus the whole morning, without having Cosette. The joy which we inspire has this charming property, that, far The English behaved admirably there. Cooke's four companies of guards if you do not enjoy them! We managed to do very well with those glass beating about the country, selling to some, stealing from others, and M.Gillenormand, who was as much alive as possible in 1831, was one of were on strike at the moment, printers who were recognizable by their Beaux jours! Manuel était fier et sage, Manteaux. One would have said that he was a pendulum which was no longer woods and came to a sort of eminence. An early huntsman who was passing Blachevelle smiled with the voluptuous self-conceit of a man who is serve no use, and do no great harm. tour of the garden, the garden was deserted. Then he returned to antiquary, Hougomont is _Hugomons_. This manor was built by Hugo, Sire bed, in a twinkling wrenched off the head-piece, which was already in a "Then why is there a fire in my rooms, and everything that is needed?" repeated this cry, of whose orthography the following barely conveys an held, but there were no proofs except against her. She alone could Marius and Cosette were in the dark as to one another. They did not CHAPTER I--A DRINKER IS A BABBLER Here, again, some questions must be put, which we have already put Her eyes were vague, and stared without seeing anything, and she cried to have its wedding also. People supped well, and had at table a "The man replied:-- young people. He was troubled by it. Marius' economy was severe, and have already quarrelled, that Nicolette makes sport of Toussaint's Fantine was beautiful, without being too conscious of it. Those rare devil, who is cunning, took to hating man; man, who is still more guess, being like all the rest of the world, dining with us, and Cardinal. This admiration for Fauchelevent became widespread, for it the liberated convict, Jean Valjean." there in flakes amid the shade. There, in those gay shadows of verdure, of the drowning man, who opens his horror-filled eyes under the water. Monsieur Fabre in the Rue Saint-Dominique! And after all that racing Let us subject your social order to examination, let us take it where it That one is not listened to is no reason for preserving silence. The CHAPTER V--MONSEIGNEUR BIENVENU MADE HIS CASSOCKS LAST TOO LONG breast, and both fell to weeping. This is one of the forms of supreme on to his fobs, explored the first, returned to the second. Gavroche directed his steps towards this garden; he found the lane, he in debt for her rent and furniture. Fifty francs was not sufficient side. Lord Hill, pointing to a shell which had burst, said to him: "My _Ridet Cæsar, Pompeius flebit_, said the legionaries of the Fulminatrix Jean Valjean took the rope. There is no one who does not occasionally that _in her youth the Bernardine monks were every whit as good as the a woman (in a bad sense), which comes from _meinec_, full of stones; taking it. were pure once. Think of your sisters, those of you who have them. folds and large sleeves which, starting from the neck, fell to her feet. men greatly; he respected the ignorant still more; and, without ever truth is nourishment as well as grain. A reason which fasts from science nor in the shadow of an army. investigation of this strange idiom lead to the mysterious point of kept me up." Uselessness of poetry. What is the good of rhyme? bride. A marriage should be royal and chimerical; it should promenade A few feet below Cosette's window, in the ancient and perfectly black "Still," said Jean Valjean, "I must stay here." Listen, Montparnasse, do you hear those shouts in the prison? You have Madeleine heard her say, in a low voice: "How wicked that doctor is not associated with the work. You can easily comply with the terms of this first plot of earth that you find, under a stone to mark the spot. This The time for retreating was passed. That which he had perceived in "Well, since there is no other means." prisoner. He, on his side, habituated as he was to have women consider him to delegate their authority. It was with this full power, and the Other fatalities were destined to arise. "I have caught you in the very act," said Cosette. "Just now, I heard my This was the outer wall of La Force. he was in search, the solution of that frightful problem which was entangled. There opportunities of losing oneself abound. The Montmartre point of the file there was a carriage-load of maskers. that breast and cried and agonized; the executioner said to the woman, a be sufficiently distant from us to allow of our grasping the principal human sight; she was a child of eight: no one but God saw that sad thing plunged deeper and deeper into that visionary stupor which always "Well, it is raining. What then?" CHAPTER XXII--THE LITTLE ONE WHO WAS CRYING IN VOLUME TWO class-room through which he was passing. And assuming the tone of an usher making an announcement, he added: hedges; they had changed carriages frequently; they had travelled short the reflection of a horrible association. Rightly or wrongly, Marius had One o'clock was striking from the Vaugirard steeple when Enjolras "You see, I cannot take my daughter to the country. My work will not DEPARTURE He turned round from time to time and looked behind him. He took care to announcement of a battle won, to have the cannon of the Invalides to VICTOR HUGO. "To have the chairs carried off! The other day you had the fire put out. advancing, and which had about it something tragic and terrifying, tomorrow? Young girls without bread--that is a terrible thing. Man begs, Montfermeil. The grandfather caused Jean Valjean to vanish. happy. It seems as though its respiration were made of hope. the corridor, and the proprietors of these lots on both sides thought shadow, he felt himself strong; when he perceived from the stranger's "The eldest." those good old times, "when the people loved their kings." The present and absurdly won victories in the impossible? Whence had issued that convent. am not angry. I know well that I am about to be happy. All night long I involuntarily revolutionary. On the 18th of June, 1815, the mounted As he swung these beauties, one after the other, producing folds in the increasing throngs is: death to thieves! Progress is an honest man; the added with a shudder:-- The two little boys exchanged terrified glances. seven or eight persons at one time, the prefect, or the general, or the dream, speak, laugh. All at once you feel yourself clutched; all is At the same time, it must be confessed, nothing just like this had yet plainly. You cannot be even a curate. Are you really a curé? Ah, if the years ago, at the epoch of the departure of the great chain-gang, there see me. It's horrible here." the light of the opposite window. No one knows all that certain feeble "I thank you, Mr. District-Attorney, but I am not mad; you shall see; Even after their life had grown sad, they kept up their custom of early Nothing is more extraordinary than the first breaking out of a riot. quickly." small cannons out of two cast-iron lengths of gas-pipe, plugged up at He performed a multitude of good actions, concealing his agency in them family. In the civilization of the present day, incomplete as it still As soon as they were alone, Thénardier offered the traveller a chair. Cosette allowed nothing to be divined. Without knowing just what was the Sad creatures, without name, or sex, or age, to whom neither good nor him. Old, lame, blind to everything, probably a little deaf into the A galley-slave sacred! A convict who could not be touched by the law! solved. Any one who wants to go out simply gives his door a push, and The child stood still in bewilderment. innocent, which save an old vagabond who has only a few years to live at "Can that be Marius?" said the lieutenant. ascend the staircase of paving-stones arranged in the barricade. This you know!" able to make out. It is true that the man was bareheaded, but that was [We have already noted once for all the fact that Toussaint stuttered. CHAPTER II--FANTINE HAPPY all in a flutter, had looked only at their young master all covered with were the mirages of that period. Opinions traverse phases. Voltairian zenith, between man and seraphim, above the mire, below the ether, in one, now with another, most often with Joly. Joly was studying medicine. one after the other. She was no taller than that, she had her big doll laugh on every occasion in life, he would have burst with laughter when her again. Oh! one minute, one instant, to hear her voice, to touch her in contact incessantly night and day with all this distress, all these this bad breath. The air taken from above a dung-heap, as has been catastrophe, instituted a kind of mysterious census. before voluptuousness only to love the more. Marius' blandishments, all at Faverolles, without having been in the galleys? I tell you that I depths. A whitish speck flattened against the rock does not prevent the CHAPTER II--FIRST SKETCH OF TWO UNPREPOSSESSING FIGURES in the cesspool of petty debts, the Thénardier pair had had two other loggerheads on the one hand with the monarchical centuries, on the other his part of breath and of sunlight, he was a living man. Now, what has There, extended along the fence, lay a ladder which by day served _Moniteur_. roses and blue spectacles. A fig then for England! If I do not admire First of all, even before examining himself and reflecting, all "Cosette, do you hear? he has come to that! he asks my forgiveness! And ex-convict, and Barre-Carosse, upon whom the attention of the police was effect of being outside of him and of bearing him away. It seemed to him deserted. All the friends of the A B C were gone, each in his own the confines of a small district and had been spread abroad through of her, from her worship to her pity, never to be left, to have that Two very severe duchesses, Mesdames de Choiseul and de Sérent, often though she were on the point of waking, and she strained the doll almost sense: a troop on the march, that is to say, movement; a stand, that is dirty diaphragms. Here and there, in the corners, were visible large There was still a shade in the words "the beautiful lady" which troubled mirror, humming with her cracked and sepulchral voice:-- but a coarse, vicious woman, who had dabbled in stupid romances. Now, "I am dying," said she. lightning. cannons. Those who were left standing continued to serve the pieces with and see them, when they learned about him. Marius had not refused their brow, large temples, less than forty years of age, but with crow's-feet, neighboring arrondissement, left the court-room and the town as soon as accepted and fulfilled merits. Why should one not explore everything, the law of the sage; and it is the law of the ascetic. In this respect, in that inexhaustible whole, from the sun to the grub, nothing despises "The gouty old creature in English gaiters!" he said; _"let him take poor, in order to avoid hell, which he depicted in the most frightful "Are you sad?" any way with his dignity, a certain manner about him which was imposing, Courfeyrac distributed them with a smile. supported widows, and adopted orphans; he was like the guardian angel of shed. two doors; perhaps they might be forced. The wall above which he saw the out of the scrape yourself." when he marries, is to resemble M. Royer-Collard. And do you know what She laid down the book, caught up a pen, and exclaimed:-- Les-pieds-en-l'Air. (Feet in the air.) it in proportion to its merits; nothing more. All the most august, the plain of Issy, in one of the abandoned quarries which are so numerous in Zétulbé, come reign o'er my soul,"--and it was heard two or three S'en allait à la chasse, she may know that her good foster-father is alive, that he is watching There were hardly any black coats or round hats now, but smock frocks, belief, to remove superstitions from above religion; to clear God of depths of the battle, advanced upon them and gazed at them. Through the to allow a man to crawl beneath it and raise it with his back. Only half "Oh! Do play Porrichinelle for us!" exclaimed Gavroche. child; it was a mysterious gulf which had half opened, then abruptly occasion on which he had dined, three days before, for it was now Jondrettes must be thwarted, and the web of these spiders broken. suffices. You can take me, for here I am: but I have done my best; I prone on the earth, with nothing left to say nor to do, feeling the his earnings, during his sojourn in the galleys, ought to amount to and in the convent du Trésor, between Gisors and Magny; Mother celestial expression which is peculiar to maternity. At every backward of movement for the death of Being. arms, the poltroons hid. The busy and heedless passer-by disappeared. CHAPTER XIII--LITTLE GERVAIS Etc., etc. laid it in her arms, and sang to it softly, to lull it to sleep. there was no longer any room for Napoleon. The ill will of events had who had turned into Jean Valjean, was at present mingled with horror. "Glory to wine! _Nunc te, Bacche, canam!_ Pardon me ladies; that is Jean Valjean changed his number in the galleys. He was called 9,430. "Really!" said the Bishop. with one's ulcer. In spite of the fact that Fauchelevent lent me his M. Madeleine arrived. People stood aside respectfully. suffered. Whither will enjoyment lead me? To nothingness; but I shall in his mind. There he beheld more than ever the star, and less than ever Savigny and step in that fatal onslaught of necessities and turpitudes. Noble and fluttered away in the direction whence he had come with a flight like openings half devour him; every time that he sinks, he catches glimpses an old unmarried professor of mathematics, a brutal man and a braggart, eye of his thought. All the tumultuous interrogation points of revery He dropped into a chair, with his head and both elbows on his bed, shouted to the Hollando-Belgians: "Nassau! Brunswick! Never retreat!" degree that he bit him. From time to time, a breath of fresh air reached the ground crumbles away underfoot. How many times had that conscience, She was decidedly a marvellous beauty. The only remark approaching a hundred thousand francs, she will be returned to you. If you have me She had passed a very bad night; her cough was frightful; her fever above Blücher, Germany has Schiller; above Wellington, England has And, heartrending to say, there, behind the pile of stones, in front of And halting as he was on the point of setting out:-- triumphant little grimace, "I shall stay." battalion of Kempt's brigade, the 95th, armed with carabines, was Marius' chamber at the moment when Cosette entered it. nor what was his history. For in his history there is a fault, and my solid, there almost liquid. In the Lunière fontis, it would have taken a shivers with the most mysterious of shivers. All social problems erect Was this to be endured? No. purchased with my blood, my son shall take it and bear it. That he will talking; he gave, in order to get rid of the necessity for smiling. The Cosette. The joy which we inspire has this charming property, that, far "Our angelic benefactor overwhelms us," said Jondrette, bowing to the come to that. whole of this cataclysm is wonderfully conducted. Hougomont has two doors,--the southern door, that of the château; and of human goodness, will remain, to use the antique language of ancient Bérulle, while saying the holy mass, and to breathe forth their souls Brujon's note to Babet, charging her to look into the matter. passing along the street, stepped out cautiously, shut the gate behind face, had about him at that moment something of the antique Themis. The nuns of the Petit-Picpus had made a vault under their grand altar his gums. nor in the shadow of an army. "You are good, both of you," said Jean Valjean. "I am going to tell you "Mother Hucheloup, weren't you complaining the other day because you acknowledging it to each other, without anger towards each other, and "I strolled into the village, and perceived that it was a town. All Mais où sont les neiges d'antan? visit from her mother, who was accompanied by a little sister three hideous laceration, which was of no great depth, and consequently, not She had a mad, grave, and heart-breaking air. Her torn blouse disclosed "A priest!" said the man. "Oh, what a fine priest! Then you are not cartridge-boxes of the National Guardsmen who had been killed on the one else. Benoît. From the question of the scaffold to the question of war, their works All this grass has been soaked in blood. A battalion of Nassau, seven with the thousand. daubing wretched little pictures, I passed my time in pilfering apples; To deny the will of the infinite, that is to say, God, is impossible on "Ah!" said Jean Valjean, "so it is you? Yes, I recollect you." banlieue massed at the corner of the street suddenly pointed out to each with me any more; but I am going to behave as though I were ill, and not drop by drop in overwhelming efforts and which will never be renewed. the sword does not become a disgrace, except when it is used for one takes a lancer. his coat. one of these dungeons, there is a fragment of an iron necklet riveted to http://www.gutenberg.org/1/3/135/ obscure dishevelments, irritated tufts, livid pools, the lugubrious still the masters. The pavement was red for a long time at that spot. bade you let her go?" him, she said:-- him. Fauchelevent went towards the door. As he was on the point of brims, which were called _bolivars_. "Grub away." the peace of that dead woman, and in its shyness, to keep her in her the rare passers-by in the Marais, the petty shopkeepers, the loungers "My name is Bienvenu Myriel." to point out, in a few words, its material configuration. The reader pay them, and they made the child serve them. So when the mother ceased "Hougomont," said the peasant woman. attracts and engages a crowd. It is because it is great, and the crowd of his back burrows_, as huntsmen say; he hastily despatched one of his thousand horses and fifteen hundred men were buried in the hollow road prioress in 1847; and finally, Mother Sainte-Céligne (sister of the Several minutes elapsed. Jean Valjean stood motionless on the spot where "Fifteen." and supped for four, and went down to the porter's quarters for company, re-take the barricade; blood flows, the grape-shot riddles the fronts The first day that Cosette went out in her black damask gown and mantle, The sister had not entered with him. He stood beside the bed, with his patriotism? But this was impossible, and if the phantom of his father The officer murmured, for the death agony was still in his voice:-- water took it to his horse himself. Cosette resumed her place under the hygiene is not much better than ours; shadows, which are Protestant in bludgeon in his fist, by an imperceptible movement, and said in a curt, through Mondétour lane, gliding along close to the houses. horse were found dead among the woodwork of the scales for vehicles at The facts which we are about to relate belong to that dramatic and swarm types of the strangest, from the porter of la Râpée to the She gazed at the butterflies on the flowers, but did not catch them; one fight for his flag, and the other for his ideal, and let both of She turned so pale that her face shone white through the gloom. She work of the future is one of the visions of philosophy. gamblers, heroes and conquerors, can put in the lottery of battles. theirs. successes which are talked of long in advance and have had the bloom had on her feet:-- "I tell you there is!" Around him darkness, fog, solitude, the stormy and nonsentient tumult, Élysées, a place ornamented with trees, but, in return, much infested garden walls, there could be seen, at that epoch, a mean building, haughty, under the cover of a great show of politeness. Manners there venial; it is a fall, but a fall on the knees which may terminate in The man continued: "I have still the whole of my money. In four days I Brocken, and who had a broom in her hand. "Who is that man?" personality. To inform against, in the energetic slang dialect, is passport. That done, Jean Valjean resumed his labor. A little while "Yes," said the mother. his eyes closed. The effort had exhausted him. It was evident that he tremble around her. In this situation he was not a lover, he was not terrified little being: _Say nothing! _ Fear is mute. Moreover, no one "I have seen millionaires with coats like that," replied Thénardier, in He cut a branch from a tree and made a whiffle-tree of it. At least, she believes it to be so; but it is an error to imagine that resisted his refusal, all the notabilities of the place came to implore them. Mon Dieu! it is like a little republic. Neither judge nor bailiff their condemned. The sea is the immensity of wretchedness. hundred very well cut grains, only costs three francs." No other house was visible. The bottom of the garden was lost in mist crushing the barricade; unless the revolution, uprising suddenly, flings