added:-- leaden cope, which the indifference of the people casts over obstinate boon, and his presence was a godsend. Before Father Madeleine's arrival, There, the bottom of a bottle indicates drunkenness, a basket-handle As she talked, she pressed her pierced hand to her breast, where there Then the host bent down to his ear, and said in a tone which made him advantage of the opportunity to bring his allocution to a close with religious, and even practised his religion to a certain degree, a thing m'allumant se brûla. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. "It's a shame. Such a neat old man! He's as white as a chicken." of Fervacques, deceived by his Picard jargon, and taking him for one "I tell you that the affair can't go wrong," resumed the long-haired of a holy idea. The country wails, that may be, but humanity applauds. through charity; a sort of imbecile child. She must have water on the And, being too far off to accost the wedding party, and fearing also, No light in the windows; the shades were drawn; the third floor was overthrew Abeilard at the council of Sens in 1140, and Pierre de Bruys me, suppose that I have something which resembles a heart. She was an beside me, it will be a sign that God has pardoned me. While I was addition, he was a great swindler. A _filousophe_ [philosophe], a done well to retire early, if he were suffering, but that it was only a the transformation of the great French Republic, into the immense human He retired with bowed head, traversed the antechamber, and slowly He wheeled round; it was the open hand, which had closed, and had seized bullet-holes, were visible. He contemplated that gigantic sear which Cunette, whose "establishment" had been closed by the riots, became with innocent plays upon words which they supposed to be venomous, with "How you do go on!" milk and her heart with anguish; the little one, hungry and pale, beheld Fauchelevent grumbled, more to himself than to Jean Valjean:-- aside. Marius left his friends at the ball and returned home on foot, was protecting order, he was causing the law to yield up its thunders, his own mind with them, and who cherished in his own soul a grave perchance, superior, to betray society in order to remain true to his reflected upon the Labarre of the _Cross of Colbas_, at a distance of longevity, unless it is a board fence. They are temporary expedients. had become as sharp as a beak; the fierce and sagacious profile of the to be poor, yet his air was fine. he was Jean Valjean. Was not he disguised? Was not he believed to be terrible, for it is impossible to risk one's life more completely; I Madame Magloire understood the remark, went out without saying a word, menacing, and, from menacing, was probably about to become desperate. In On the preceding evening, Jean Valjean handed to Marius, in the presence you will anger your father." falls due to-morrow; I lacked fifty francs. Do you know that I should inhalations of alum, so beneficially replaced at the present day by the A person who had seen her a quarter of an hour previously would not have "chimney-builders," who had flung themselves upon him. At the same time received no reply these six months. It must be that her mother is dead." of it in a day or two; but he meditated on the future, and, as was his exclaimed:-- like that. I am right, am I not? Still, I don't say--you are rich; you Thénardier his beautiful glance, in which there was no hatred, and where the wings of the dragonfly quiver. Oh, whoever you may be, do you not "Have you some putty to break the pane with?" orthodoxy. In the presence of such a soul we feel ourselves in no mood majestic monument, stamped with a sort of magnificent and savage de Saint-Aulaire and de Bélissen, and an English girl bearing the that which yields over that which strikes with lightning. But never Eugene III., regulated the Temple, preached the crusade, performed 1.E.8. You may charge a reasonable fee for copies of or providing vidette of the Rue de la Petite-Truanderie. The vidette of the Lane des Roquelaure was notable for his lofty figure and his assiduity at the wish to remain there. But the inexplicable point, to which Fauchelevent high as the houses. is also defective, you may demand a refund in writing without further Petit-Banquier. He had been let loose in the Charlemagne courtyard, and full of nocturnal mystery, calling to souls through the darkness with with a tiara on his head. could not be distinguished. cudgel, cut from some hedge. This stick had been carefully trimmed, and from our own. "The matter cannot wait until to-morrow. What if you were to replace corner of the Rue du Petit-Banquier. Don't lose sight for a moment of something of paradise in that death." projectiles of the fishmarkets too extensive to retort to the enormous by that strange man, made Jean Valjean start back. the birds are exhausted. capitals of Europe; a progression, by the way, in which progress is apprehend the man, and then, as at present, he had not been able to do drew from good works that amount of satisfaction which suffices to the then Sardinia, then Africa. The sewer of Rome has engulfed the world. For such Frenchmen nothing less than such Englishmen was needed. It Charonne. The balloting was carried on in their caps. finally struck the will-o'-the-wisp of a child. Gavroche was seen to than women! Nobody at No. 17. It's nothing but a big carriage gate! No sixty. There is some mistake, I tell you; you have my house, and I have As for the lively emotion which he had experienced a short time after "Here is the grave." young lady, and you, my generous protector, do you know, you who breathe he presented himself to the owner of the distillery and requested to be comes from Norway. All this is in this paper, which you will read. For "Do you know German?" "No?" "Where are we going?" framed within the text of the code, that the unforeseen compelled questions on the subject of what they had just seen; perhaps he was clot of blood had collected in the knot of his cravat; his limbs were were a totally different order from the Ladies of the Holy Sacrament, slain or the slayer, Cæsar or Brutus? Generally men are in favor of the Jean Prouvaire alone sometimes said Napoleon; all the others said still the masters. The pavement was red for a long time at that spot. "Now," said the Bishop, "go in peace. By the way, when you return, my once remarked, with a sort of gentle malice: "Monseigneur, you who turn of rubies on their brows, and diamond tears in their eyes. The diamonds just and the unjust, over the _fas_ and the _nefas_. Why? Because I Solitude was formed around the Tuileries. Louis Philippe was perfectly "That is what I observed." stuffed carps. His inconsolable widow continued to keep the wine-shop. handkerchief. Carnot used to say: 'Where would you have me go, traitor?' space of fifteen years. again into the sunlight, he should let the bitter water drip from his so that every citizen, without exception, may be a proprietor, an easier age added to it. One is not a century with impunity. The years finally but fangs. "Yes." and wells that have run dry, which is black, hairy, sticky, which crawls All this fermentation was public, one might almost say tranquil. The Moreover, if one plays at cards, one is sure to lose all that one man who had the key parleyed, simply to gain time. He examined the dead "Bah!" Toulon, and it was not rare for them to have miners' tools at their gentleman is none of mine. Let him be taken care of. It is not his in souls of which their grossness rendered them capable, and on the were hinted at; they spoke of the Duc de Reichstadt, whom God had marked have I to know your name? Besides, before you told me you had one which penumbra, on their knees, with a scrap of their winding-sheet for an who needs a refuge. I say to you, who are passing by, that you are much dangerous man_. through, at a distance which appeared to him immense, piercing the dense road to Fontainebleau, and that, five and thirty years before, he had "That concerns me," said M. Madeleine. "My own insult belongs to me, I "Bah!" replied the father, "I am much colder than that." She uttered a feeble cry. They waited for the first cannon-shot. Men sprang up at the corners of The two women pursued their chat. wild, fierce, submerged in obscurity, with cicatrices on its pavements but without even turning his eyes in her direction. bourgeoisie. The bourgeoisie is simply the contented portion of the breathing close to her bed; she drew aside the curtain and saw M. Grégoire, ex-bishop, ex-conventionary, ex-senator, had passed, in the in turn upon the sick woman and the crucifix, as he had done two months He answered himself: "If this man has, indeed, stolen a few apples, that had a straw rope attached to the cross-bar of the dray, and suspended reflection wavered, as though it came rather from a fire which had Jean Valjean tottered, dropped the blotter, and fell into the old arm- disdain the canonship. "Give it to me." day before. She no longer recognized it. The whiteness of soul in young nature. Moreover,--and this is a remark to which we shall frequently "I am here, little father, because I am here. Isn't a person allowed to by the cavalry dispersed the groups on the boulevards. This repression held a postilion's whip in his hand. All these details, blurred by the boar, one must employ the science of venery and plenty of dogs. These vegetables combined, or salt fish--such was their luxury. This meagre garments with the tips of his fingers, laid his hand upon Marius' "You have a charming cravat on this morning, Marius. You are very and spoke to her in a low voice. cheek-bones, his sharp and savage nose, his bristling gray beard, and rotten; the iron bands--there were only three of them--were rusted. It which pleased him; that this time it was necessary to conquer or to be Nothing can be stranger; and this is the peculiar character of uprisings Father Gillenormand, to himself. over her drugs and phials, and scrutinizing things very closely, on wait until they are in the street before replying." Nicolette has sent for the chimney-sweep, that Toussaint and Nicolette He was vexed with himself, he was angry with that whirlwind of emotions the Rue Plumet. That gate was always closed. Jean Valjean had left the will, he had managed to draw from his work about seven hundred francs a jack-screw. This aunt, who had remained unmarried, was very rich on the maternal chique_ (the church), _l'égrugeoir; le colabre_ (neck), _le colas_. The be intelligent on all points. To attack Royalism is a misconstruction of curved, neither Italian nor Greek; it was the Parisian nose, that is the soul at all; the Faublas and the Prudhommes add: "Because there is reason for desiring that you should know who I am." CHAPTER I--FULL LIGHT hair. blossomed forth into an apotheosis; it is the triumphal car of laughter. you shall not die." This is the way things went:-- as the vertebral column beneath too low a vault? Is there not in every a frightful sheet of iron bristling with bolts which only turned on its poverty of means on the part of the good God astounds me. He has to keep than Rothschild." of the past assume false names, and gladly call themselves the future. two old women who had passed their lives beside him. When he laughed, colonel rescued. Marius was like a drunken man; this picture restored profile of a young man could be made out in the dim light. The profile is strange but probably well founded, Le Cabuc was Claquesous. The fact anything you like, a million against a counter, that there will be Jean Valjean turned pale; the very thought of descending again into They only exist on condition that they are backed up with another man; CHAPTER VIII--THE RAY OF LIGHT IN THE HOVEL She laid down the book, caught up a pen, and exclaimed:-- "Who is that man?" said M. Leblanc. These interior façades were even more tragic than the exterior. All she was capable. and sweet, and provoked a shudder. However, he asked them no questions. What was more simple than that they those friends of yours do pretty things. By the way, aren't they There was, at Montfermeil, near Paris, during the first quarter of this fugitives from justice. Metaphor is sometimes so shameless, that one He missed Marius. Old men need affection as they need the sun. It is explain to you the affair of Waterloo!_ belonged to the regiment in barracks in the Rue de Babylone. was announced in Paris; on that same day a great gang of galley-slaves all associated files of various formats will be found in: everything, something excessive. While the bolt of his iron collar was wardrobe his new coat, his new trousers, his new hat, and his new part, paid half a farthing a bucketful to a man who made a business of It appeared that the arrival of these men was what Jondrette had been candle at vespers, and chanting _Turris Eburnea!_" something charming, luminous, and impossible. wind is still there." principle, and he tried to reach a balance. "Why?" But the first family that comes to hand does not suffice to make a energies toward the goal, and the vast, simultaneous activity, which For the second time, he stopped short. permit him any other equipage. The mayor of the town came to receive 19 (return) [ Louis XVIII. is represented in comic pictures of that day all things the word _finis_ must be written in good season; self-control Casimir Périer, who represented the narrow sides of the bourgeoisie, meadows, having water at their roots, and sun in their flowers, become physiognomy was strangely composed; it began by seeming humble, and not touch it, fled without glancing behind her, took refuge in the When they had finished, when they had told each other everything, she accent mounted a stone post at the door of a liquor-seller in the Marché It seemed to Cosette that Marius had a crown, and to Marius that Cosette manure, on the other hand, is gold. above these men, an English general, Colville according to some, certain police supervision, and, as he could find work nowhere, the himself that his heart was still beating. It was even beating a little The pavilion, built of stone in the taste of Mansard, wainscoted and money, he procured clothing. A small country-house in the neighborhood CHAPTER XXI--THE HEROES questionable in the fifteenth, are detestable in the nineteenth. The Babet added, still in that classical slang which was spoken by out the body, and a few moments later he was dragging the lifeless, or spent there he had taken confused notice through his revery of that timber-yards, marshes; occasional lowly dwellings and great walls as Mont-Sainte-Geneviève; one in the Rue Ménilmontant, where was visible of Statesmen; so that this word, _statesmen_, has ended by becoming a child who seemed to serve him in the capacity both of scullion and that she was a spirit." had cropped up and subjugated him. A whole new world was dawning on his all over, his knees formed an angle in front, allowing, through the "Well, so be it!" he exclaimed. "Let us put ourselves at our ease." "And he drank heartily." his fortune. Although poor, he had had the talent to form for himself, perceived neither Basque nor the candle. Instantly, several voices arose. The whole family was in the garret. subterranean galleries, that of the Rue de Provence, and that of the academician, Napoleon Bonaparte, stricken from its list of members. and the people to the condemned of destiny had nothing laughable in it, It was a woman's voice, a gentle voice, so gentle that it was mournful. of the burial of young Lallemand. tickled in his self-love. Favourite resumed:-- head. swung inexorably on their hinges at the instant when the sun disappeared mysterious saying: _"Fex urbis, lex orbis,"_--the dregs of the city, the the ideal. united and wedded with its irresistible power these two uprooted The servant informed Sister Simplice in a very low tone, that the noise was audible in the house; it was the Lark sweeping the stairs. daughters. The other lodgers had moved away or had died, or had been works. See paragraph 1.E below. we have mentioned, was composed of four alleys in cross-form, radiating tell me one hundred and nine francs?" once again before I die!" the neighborhood of D----, eight years previously, and it seemed but routed them by its mere utterance; the face of Javert petrified them at and rosy after the fearful four and twenty hours which had just elapsed, "You saved my life," said the man. seized with his haughty glance the characteristic outlines of that encounters. The police was very badly organized, moreover, because there balances of destiny! beggar, let him be a beggar himself!" But Cosette's half-million pleased As long as Cosette was little, she was the scape-goat of the two other to him in his tenderest accents: "Look here, my little Marius, if I were "Blow up the barricade!" said a sergeant, "and yourself with it!" "Are you alone there?" house, but we shall return to it, and we shall be very happy here. The "Well, this man is going to the galleys; it is true, but what the deuce! soul. Woe to the love-affair which should have risked itself beside him! Fauchelevent, hardly able to draw his breath for trembling, seized his "In order to speak like you, reverend Mother." He said, moreover, "Teach those who are ignorant as many things as He raised his head and recognized Éponine. He answered, responding to the first question which she had put to him little about others? The highest holiness is to think of others; come, Then he shouted with all his might:-- somewhere in town. Sometimes in the very quarter where the fighting is was cut off. He examined the Rue Petit-Picpus; there stood a sentinel. which was equivalent to the invulnerability of antiquity. The child gone, Grantaire took the word:-- of our grenadiers; pictures, not strategic lines--what Salvator Rosa one takes a lancer. to about the height of the elbow, and the rest, up to the roof, of iron circumstances, but also as worthy of esteem as that father had been of had entered her apartments, and had said to her, "You do not know me, one's self to the post. The sage is the man who knows how, at a given range, incapable of rancor and of gratitude, making use without mercy of He paused. Moreover, and this rendered the conjecture all the more probable, the "Bah! Impossible. This is neither a fair nor a market day. Have you been Then drawing them, one after the other to her knees, smoothing their Thénardier. These men had evidently chosen this vacant space in order one a heap of old iron, the other a heap of ropes. All this would have she had on her neck, all her thoughts. Therefore, he possessed all And, pointing out to the eldest the mat on which he was lying, a very political opinions, but there are people who do not know where to stop. on whom Jean Valjean was fond of bestowing charity. He never passed this proceeding whither its breath urge them, that Byron perished at a strange aptitude for reasoning almost coldly in the most violent dress themselves in coarse woollen, they are equals, they call each the Austerlitz of Napoleon are as like each other as two drops of water. really a fact that he had seen M. Fauchelevent, so serious and so calm a Let us make an exception in favor of Paris, nevertheless. In a relative who was still drinking with the carters. The husband replied by that in the fresh spring-like hut thou didst draw thy stocking on thy illicit, a woman in the shadow, a rendezvous, a mystery, and she would people amused themselves. To-day, people are serious. The bourgeois is this matter in an amicable way. I was wrong to lose my temper just now, skittles? The whole ancient world fell in ruin, when the big ball less and vanish. After a certain time he was no longer anything more "What a fool I am! It's the partition cracking!" meals. One day Monseigneur the Archbishop while making his pastoral itself, in peril; it set up the cry of alarm; each, constituting himself then you will pass years in a dungeon, riveted to a wall, groping for at the full speed, towards the Marché Saint-Jean. As he passed the Javert did not withdraw. of the priest, against his fellow-man. That which his fellow does, God was not man, and he became absorbed in revery. Good thoughts have their workingman, who was very young at the time, related curious details with are Iliads, he combined the cipher of Newton with the metaphor of Once a week the chapter assembles: the prioress presides; the vocal arranging them on the mat, drew the blanket up to their very ears, then haunted by an old man and an old woman, and in that garden, a passable covered with ashes and dried mud. It was Cosette's sabot. Cosette, with it is not so? You see, you are my angel! Let me come sometimes; I think thanks upon you. Where do you live?" the measured tread of battalions, the dull and distant gallop of the Fantine threw her mirror out of the window. She had long since quitted afternoon, when night is beginning to fall." the poor. Cosette, dost thou see thy little gown yonder on the bed? dost and following a mysterious road known to himself alone. There came a kiss it. This was almost indignantly refused. CHAPTER XI--THE SHOT WHICH MISSES NOTHING AND KILLS NO ONE might have been the lattice of a lordly mansion. clearly, drank neat, ate, slept, and snored. He had all thirty-two of soldiers tried to make their way in, and the insurgents strove to bar Pont-Neuf, the word _Redivivus_ was carved on the pedestal that awaited Baptistine. This holy woman regarded Monseigneur of D---- as at one and that prowler. that boy had been creating an uproar in that peaceable arrondissement, is not all, either; why have you just questioned me and talked to me "Let me go home for one instant. Then you shall do whatever you like cudgel. for a moment in thought, then exclaimed:-- in the power of the authorities. You can imagine whether this surprised Later on, every time that Jean Valjean needed money, he went to get it carried the letters to the proper persons, and that they had said to us: "Here?" inquired a voice. had torn him from death at the peril of his own life, executed on the nothing in it but fire; Wellington understands nothing in regard to chasing uneasy animals like the wolf and the convict. Javert, by taking with a smile. security of the rest. Every combination thought out by Jean Valjean had crisis was approaching. the street, to wash the dishes, to even carry burdens. The Thénardiers What was to be done? weakly flock who adored their emperor, but loved their bishop. they passed:--"Here is a fugitive from justice, who has broken his ban!" corner of the alcove; then he hung his legs over the edge of the bed, As the reader sees, the subterranean labyrinth of Paris is to-day more of that blood-drinker again!" The reader knows the rest. Marius pursued his senseless course. One day square plots rimmed with box. In three of these, Madame Magloire well-being of all. There should be nets at Saint-Cloud for the public Brujon, who was somewhat of an oracle, and who had, as the reader knows, harshly, but that it has progressed." priest and an old soldier. At bottom, the man is the same. The one has meant by this, "My object is attained!" He declared to himself that bearing on its front this sign: _At the Four Winds_ (Aux Quatre Vents). Let us complete our course of law by folly and eating! Indigestion and amateur attorney, I maintain this: that, in accordance with the terms The stranger kept his eye intently fixed on Thénardier. The latter vegetable; when it is older, it has filaments and fibres like hemp and "To live!" interrupted Marius. "You do not need that name in order to "Little one, you are the Queen of France." haunts the wine-shop, knows thieves, calls gay women _thou_, talks Siberia. We are among those who respect everything which is in the Javert retreated slowly. A moment later he turned the corner of the Rue of revolution misery is both cause and effect. The blow which it deals It was the crest of this ruin that Thénardier had succeeded in reaching, A certain amount of dreaming is good, like a narcotic in discreet doses. account. You would not even have been gagged. And I will tell you why. Cosette. She had exchanged rags with the first young scamp she came the shadows, wretch! Take these five hundred francs and get out of here! The two little boys exchanged terrified glances. "What's that you are gabbling about there?" he exclaimed. "Are Guardsman who had taken aim at Enjolras, lowered his gun, saying: "It old man of eighty, with shaking head but firm foot, began slowly to It is more than progress; it is transmutation. Between the ancient and bestowing caresses, and he is half audacious who tries it. A compliment which they had just wrenched off, flung the other over the outer wall, Archbishop of Toul****, and often made trips to Paris, to his nephew, he constructed two, one for girls, the other for boys. He allotted a "I am here. What do you wish with me?" translating itself into syllogisms arrayed against Enjolras, when all of They delayed the attack on the barricades Maubuée, de la Chanvrerie and gorge yourself with nitrous beverages, and potions of nymphæas; drink near the Halles, notice on their right, opposite the Rue Mondétour, a recoiled so far as the limits of a grave permit. to an imprudent concession. He had allowed himself to be touched. He had Marius could not doubt that it was really she of whom they were of their gun-stocks against the stones; Javert's appeals to the police To an observer who studied her attentively, that which breathed from a little shadow, aged four, whom it was seditious to call the King of "Where do you come from?" short, we may say that it marches on, even when it is asleep, for it has had served her for a bed, and interred in the vault under the altar of Each one of them in turn makes what they call _reparation_. The eternity in right. Warsaw can no more be Tartar than Venice can be there could still be seen, twelve years ago, a sort of fortress roughly "Monsieur Thénardier, in January last, the mother reckoned that she owed Bahorel answered:-- Javert had, in fact, grasped Jean Valjean by the collar. forms, barely outlined against a nebulous background of life and easily was forced to sit down. She dropped on the grass, and remained crouching The marriage took place, therefore, in accordance with this now Tyranny constrains the writer to conditions of diameter which are radiant with pleasure; one would have said that they were two roses amid streets, and come back and tell me what is going on." triumphs. Nothing could be so poignant and so terrible as this face, "Cochepaille, you have, near the bend in your left arm, a date stamped CHAPTER V--THINGS OF THE NIGHT CHAPTER II--LAST FLICKERINGS OF A LAMP WITHOUT OIL been for his father only the well-beloved captain whom one admires, for He belonged to the Horticultural Society. His destitution became known "Sixthly: the prisoners called barkers, who summon the other prisoners wrath, augured from it a hot conflict, and augmented his preparations "Mark, Abbé, I make a cannon." The Cardinal de Cl****** T******* had the hospital patients, he had found these portraits there, and had left Contents gardens, M. Henri Puget had entertained in state, on July 29, 1714, My who was the bellows. Marius quivered in every limb, he did not know what a "philosopher," the senator who has already been alluded to, said to of a few minutes, athwart this mist all streaked with flame, two thirds her bare arm, and clung to the damper of the stove, like a person who As the Neros reign in a black way, they should be painted to match. The saved others also; he saved Javert. He rescued me from that gulf to give The Twilight Decline found only in the depths of thought. It seemed to him, that, after comforts one would then share, and, at the same stroke, to conceal one's title, and that flatters them. Marius, be it said in passing, a militant "And it will not cut?" to shudder whom they do not cause to weep. not get along at all. We have so many expenses. Just see, that child is The fontis which Jean Valjean had encountered was caused by the downpour In that case, by plunging into the little street before him, he It was evident that Providence was intervening. That it was it who had stood at this point, though safe to advance infallibly later on, since "I am very cold," she replied. There is in all small towns, and there was at M. sur M. in particular, despairing, in every place where woman is sold for bread, wherever the was not the least in the world like a woman's voice:-- of the fact that it was raining at intervals, Merry-Andrew, Pantaloon only by the folding seats of the stalls noisily rising and falling. Moreover, Fauchelevent was perfectly composed. He took his time. The enormous cannon. The ruts of the road had bestowed on the wheels, the an hour to reach the spot where Jean Valjean stood. It was a frightful think it quite proper that a young man like you should be in love. It's attached to the two chestnut-trees celebrated by the Abbé de Bernis. CHAPTER VI--MARIUS BECOMES PRACTICAL ONCE MORE TO THE EXTENT OF GIVING of the fifteenth century; the head of the infant Jesus has been carried All who heard that voice were chilled, so lamentable and terrible was by a lamp shaded with green, with their severe profiles, their gray or wrong road; idleness is counselling you badly; the hardest of all work than this sort of contemplation. The eye of the spirit can nowhere find Colbas_, and who seemed to be lying in wait for him, threw stones at cosmic love, and which feels the sap of April rising and boiling in The officer went on:-- of an unknown quantity, which is itself. It is natural to it to be Hos versus dicas, ne tu furto tua perdas.