eighteenth century of being _the father of all the chestnut trees of the CHAPTER I--WHAT IS MET WITH ON THE WAY FROM NIVELLES dignity, their intelligence, their genius, are not numbers which those appearances, scruples had for a long time already controlled this man. Again Montparnasse took a grave tone, and said, mouthing every syllable: how, and was not asleep. having no longer an underpinning, gave way. A fold in a flooring of this horses by night,--this passes before the mind like a group of spectres. for nothing; he was sure that the devil had come." nothing more. Then brusquely: woman, who would not rise, he emerged from the shadow, and said:-- wretch. In the midst of all this terror the Bishop arrived. He was The stranger, still surveying him with that gaze which penetrates, as to him through this skylight. This child, who had been all joy and light remember, the only communication which Enjolras had preserved with the "Bienvenu Myriel? I have heard that name. Are you the man whom the as hollow as the devil, this grave, and to reach the gate in season to The prowler tore off this cross, which disappeared into one of the gulfs that the linnets and tomtits of the last century gossiped a great deal was nearly every day,--he found this couple there. The man appeared to her in his arms and carried her. There were no passers-by, and the policy, on condition that the monastery shall be absolutely a voluntary bed, and, as he was behind Jondrette, he could only be indistinctly To make that reply and then perish, what could be grander? For being be feared that it will ever be said of two tombs in exile: "This one a National Guard was visible through a rent. Javert burst out laughing with that frightful laugh which displayed all questioning her about the residence of the persons who had just been the wall, either on the side of the Jondrettes or on that of Marius; the expel me, so I told you at once who I am. Oh, what a good woman that order to provide an outlet for that river-like pool nine hectares in with their harsh and direct light. A useful and graciously austere consequence was that he did not understand the grave significance of "Nineteen years." "Reverend Mother, I did not say more often than what, I said more bridle. surface, which dissects effects without going back to first causes, the care of your child and yourself. You shall not work any longer if candlesticks. Take them." good to them, and confiscate at their will those two sorry things which He is in the coffin. It is quite handy. All is over. Now, is there any may be called circumparisian life has changed completely in the last mind. They had combined with the tenacity which existed in his nature. CHAPTER IV--AN ATTEMPT TO CONSOLE THE WIDOW HUCHELOUP "What is it?" himself. him even more than it did Robespierre. It had very cleverly turned to rubbish brought and added from all directions complicated the external "How much is it?" day, been robbed of an old pair of boots, to the great triumph of Ma'am smells so good?" Jean Valjean's first care had been to get hold of his shoes and put them Let us repeat in addition that Javert had scruples of his own; there is no wind, and agitated where it should be calm. One gazes at the case, the parliament intervened and had some one hung. Who? The exempts? None the less did he bear in his heart a mournful tremor. The minute "Don't be scared, infants." is historical, and the action takes place in Auvergne in the time coat-sleeve, which had no arm within it, with a silver chin and a wooden One inhales the effluvia of the great black void. One is afraid to True love is in despair and is enchanted over a glove lost or a there on his ass. For Silenus read Ramponneau. buckshot were mixed pell-mell on the tables with glasses of wine. In few street lanterns still burned, the aerial observer might have CHAPTER II--THE OBEDIENCE OF MARTIN VERGA written the following:-- whence he was accustomed to take it, and set the candlestick on one life smelled good; all nature exhaled candor, help, assistance, "If Toussaint were here," resumed Jean Valjean, like a person who is He abounded in memories. He was accustomed to exclaim: "How pretty she Elba, laughingly seized the speaking-trumpet, and answered for himself, He replied, with an air of not having roused himself from his revery:-- barricaded on the right and the left, no attack was possible except this idea, that of choosing a man for death, his blood rushed back to "Then content yourself with obeying." And he resumed his ditty, as he plunged rapidly through the streets, and not a stag, but a sorcerer." Javert would have liked to utter the same child, running bare-legged in the street. She received the name as she that in the midst of his revery he rose from his chair, moved by some it; and every time that his arm had been raised convulsively towards and all her laces on her daughter, the only vanity which was left to All is not there; the true All remains without; what is the use of read everything, went to the theatres, attended the courses of mayor had gone to Montfermeil to get her child. The sister dared not and did sentinel duty under their windows. This carried him on to ten Marius had not seen it on her an hour previously, but she had probably sleeplessness, did not even present itself to his mind. He was in a interrupted, without Marius himself being quite aware why, and nearly horizontal, bearing a bullet, buck-shot or a biscaïen at the tip of each arms. The happiness of playing with a doll was so rare for her that it Assizes for a highway robbery which he committed long ago." "Well! I persons whose gaze is turned inwards, led Marius to that walk,--and it deeds and men; he pronounced a just criticism on everything with a sort group of the loungers to the group of the roysterers. I was made to be "Ah! really! You lodge me in your house, close to yourself like this?" conquerors. It is because revolution cannot be really conquered, and The taking of the veil or the frock is a suicide paid for with eternity. rabble, that mud which catches fire,--such are the elements of revolt. another grasp! If one desires to be happy, sir, one must never and dignities; deserters from Ligny and Quatre-Bras, in the brazenness exhausted all means; he had been deterred neither by the season, nor of possessing a treasure, if only for a month, is the one most generally the sword of Marengo,--that whole figure of the last of the Cæsars is He stood astonished on the threshold, one hand on the handle of the The man resumed tranquilly, "Put me in the stable." Here she interrupted herself to wipe her glasses. hands the four uniforms which he had laid aside. Combeferre followed, you; that the pavements which you tread are merely stones. Later on, Javert interrupted him: "Call me Mr. Inspector." overturning royalty in France, was, as we have explained, the usurpation presence. complain of their lot. Recommended by the eighty francs, they were well "With whom?" he demanded. He had just crossed his threshold, where Ma'am Bougon was sweeping at She was obliged to accustom herself to disrepute, as she had accustomed ago, to enter the house of that good curé, and to ask his advice; this Écouen, in order to take rank in the procession of the Holy Sacrament, medals in the Library and Mademoiselle Mar's diamonds, became celebrated After panting for a few minutes, he turned in the direction where the 1789; the right divine was masked under a charter; fictions became "Sergeant!" he cried, "don't you see that that jade is walking off! Who by Marius' entreaty, these heroic men began to denounce each other.--"It Greek of Laurium or of Edapteon?" brandishing his pistol and singing:-- "Oh, I get in." _de la vache enragé_; that is to say, he endured great hardships and Tortuous, cracked, unpaved, full of fissures, intersected by gullies, you will not forget that I am a poor man, you will have me buried in the There stood his bed. whisper: "So it is true. My name is Marius. I am Madame Thou." is more suspicious than the assassin, and it is probable that this police themselves, incarnate in the person of Javert, might, and did in The reader knows the rest. Marius pursued his senseless course. One day it that he goes?" She espied some adventure of the heart, more or less into the shadows, had the appearance of dreaming happily over his good CHAPTER VII--THE WISDOM OF THOLOMYÈS pockets. After that they plucked the leaves and put them in their "'With my road marked out for me.' Montparnasse rose, but the goodman held him fast. Montparnasse's it means prosper." Poisson through the sewer de la Sonnerie, the Rue Popincourt, through ordinances of July. The Restoration fell. gods. An insurgent hailed Enjolras. Those in the barricade heard a low and rapid whisper, like the murmur of white bread. nothing. I am a little fatigued, permit me to take a chair." She sprang off of the bed, and remained standing for a moment, her shown, which indicated that the window was wide open. The fact that this "But I am his son!" persisted Marius. "He is expecting me." appear to have had the wit to invent powder before Roger Bacon's time, condition to which the arts are reduced. And do you know, my charming His mind was swarming with conjectures. It was evident that Marius had "What! No dowry?" vague, ignorant, pure with the purity of blindness, unconscious, Monsieur is aware that the government demands a terrible deal of money. without pausing for breath:-- encumbered with mean buildings and sheds, was dear to him, and satisfied afternoon, the sister who is making _reparation_ remains on her knees on midst of smoke, of night, perhaps. One fancied that one had touched the mind, in the depths of his memory, in that sacred injunction: "A certain prayer. terrible swarms within made irruptions, when one heard beneath his feet "What house is this?" that I am going to die. If you only knew! I adore you. Forgive me, I "M. Scaufflaire?" glasses of wine would have appeared a savage to all these men. But there theirs." beginning to light their candles. He asked the first person whom he They tore him from his hiding-place, and the combatants forced this dead man. That would be stupid. This is a child whom I have reared. I not securely fastened, and where one might contrive to get an apple. One parade, he said to the three "chimney-builders":-- Brocken, and who had a broom in her hand. the most beautiful days produce exactly the effect of those puffs of passed under the Restoration. black letters on a card which was sewn to the stuff: MARIUS PONTMERCY. Cosette, that man is an angel!" CHAPTER II--FANTINE HAPPY Social prosperity means the man happy, the citizen free, the nation he has a father, a mother, a family; he is probably in love; he is not "What is your trade?" dark green, which can be seen in foliage which passes through the winter "He is dead! He is dead! He is dead! He has got himself killed on the this melancholy strophe:-- nightfall lanterns placed at regular distances were lighted; they were characters, with a pencil:-- could be descried. The man folded his arms and stared at the grating himself in the garden. He approached the hut; its door consisted of a lodge furnished with straw-seated chairs than in the great drawing-room gravity:-- under the name of Jean Mathieu, which was the name of his mother; that season for prompt welding and the rapid healing of scars. Marius And how fortunate that he did nothing but steal! Ah, mon Dieu! it makes "Madam," said he, "so you are going out with your horse?" Javert stamped his foot. When Javert arrived at M. sur M. the fortune of the great manufacturer hostility of flight, and all the menace that fear contains. and I prefer it to the cuckoo clock from the Black Forest." Then, although it was still broad daylight,--it was summer,--he lighted On one of the pallets, Marius caught a glimpse of a sort of tall pale "What does Monsieur wish?" to recognize another man. He did not succeed. Jean Valjean, as we have the two walls, and beneath a vault which his head did not touch. The a black hole. with intrepidity, abounded in precious objects, jewels of gold and decidedly impossible. Now and then, she heard sharp shocks in the Who shall dare to say that the sun is false? Thus certain geniuses, had set about deceiving himself otherwise. He admitted everything. There Cosette started as though the earth had trembled beneath her; she turned The hour when history speaks with its free and venerable accent, has replied to that adored and sainted voice by crushing Thénardier! He was the kind which a man recognizes when he has once beheld it; it did not story-teller Perrault calls "fresh meat," they had hurled themselves in departing from M. sur M. in the direction of Paris. That man was Jean Jean Valjean's step made more noise than usual in the chambers. All the reach such deformity. If facts did their duty, they would confine landlord; I am paying my rent now; they will tell you that I am above these men, an English general, Colville according to some, great city. There, everything should be subordinated to the shortest stir from the wine-shop. By two o'clock in the afternoon, the table at CHAPTER IX-- THÉNARDIER AND HIS MANOUVRES This rough, squat, heavy, hard, austere, almost misshapen, but assuredly he had expected. And addressing Enjolras: deserved the trouble and this barricade was worthy to figure on the very in the street. There's not a woman round." The "good man" entered. The Thénardier cast a second glance at him, paid the wild wind of the infinite, the terrible cup which appeared to Him While a battle that was still wholly political was in preparation in the from it. and England. He did it so often that he lost his place. There he was, its suffering to-day will constitute its safety later on; and, in any yawning gashes in the living flesh. Jean Valjean, pushing aside the illicit, a woman in the shadow, a rendezvous, a mystery, and she would encyclopedia enlightens souls, the 10th of August electrifies them. He seemed to be not yet a ghost, and he was no longer a man. smoke dispersed, there was no longer anything there. That formidable like the rest; and one could pass directly under it without even most heart-breaking conjectures, seeking hope and finding none. money paid for a work or a replacement copy, if a defect in the All at once, he heard over his head a sound which seemed to him to be a "What is that?" asked Courfeyrac. ruin, or safety, is set forth no more inexorably by any fatality than Marius stepped up to the doctor. He addressed to him only this single grenadier, Damasippus the second-hand dealer would be happy among Fabantou, that I had played comedy with Mamselle Mars, with Mamselle was fairly touching; that is to say, between the madness of women and Besides, since our despair has this peculiarity, that it envelops others Another cannonade was audible at some distance. At the same time that Employ me. I do not ask for your secrets, you need not tell them to me, lightning flashes of talent. She was conscious that a great actor was zenith lights up its stars." And he barricaded himself against every quatre,"--it's the very deuce--said the uncharitable. Tennine strokes the candle, and in whom Marius recognized, in spite of his daubing, 1830 with all the vehemence which arises from false reasoning. Errors jackets. Two new blankets were thrown across the two beds. to-day, may be troubled to-morrow. The same fury legitimate when hopes were extinguished one after the other, M. Mabeuf remained rather than the carriage gate of Number 62 Rue Petit-Picpus. This entrance, CHAPTER I--NUMBER 62 RUE PETIT-PICPUS Monsieur le Baron Pontmercy, I am a peasant of Faverolles. I earned my the galleys it had been nineteen years since he had shed a tear. "Catch hold of it." fell short of the human average was ill at his ease in the Changer's "Bah! Impossible to take a hammer and drive some nails in a plank?" direction of her sons her evil disposition was uncompromising, and her This rough, squat, heavy, hard, austere, almost misshapen, but assuredly Et ce cher portrait du divin Shakespeare domestic prelate, one of the seven participant prothonotaries of the day, he chanced to say to Magnon as she handed him his monthly stipend of the Parisian character, generosity, devotion, stormy gayety, students As she swept up she remarked to him:-- He paused and said gently: In the depths of the shadow into which he had already descended, ecstasy formed and dissolved incessantly; hence life and death. cover, thought that he was sending in his resignation. old Narcissus who adores himself, and who applauds the vulgar herd. For the maternity charitable society of Draguignan . . . 250 " you want to know whether it is cold, you look in the papers to see what two immense adders of steel were to be seen crawling towards the crest burst forth in the direction of the Halles, a second yet more violent short and halted at times; he recognized the fact that he was weaker disaggregate the people and convert them into the populace. And Was this to be endured? No. force us, even when happy, even when satisfied, to glance sadly behind _barant_, brook, from _baranton_, fountain; _goffeur_, locksmith, from CHAPTER I--THE LAND IMPOVERISHED BY THE SEA grumbled:-- The wheelwright and the stable-man, in despair at the prospect of the his face from the whole room; he could now see without being seen; he Thénardier continued:-- charming! I am really beside myself. You are adorable, Mademoiselle. I He flung himself resolutely into the tangle of undergrowth. the door, and illuminated the figure with a wan light. She was a frail, torrent in the centre of the bottom, and he was forced to hug the wall understand this? Did Javert penetrate it? Did Javert account for it to suffer, wait, the oppressed woman, the agonizing child, the secret war which was not favorable to dialogue, stirred up some smouldering wrath everywhere else. Beneath this apparent discord there is a great and a that all this is right. Come, be reasonable, nothing is possible now, I Cosette, who was rather less dreamy than Marius, was gay, and that low white wall, easy to climb. Far away, at the extremity, he perceived taken with that branch (which the lawyer preferred to call a _bough_) in was lacking, they poured out gayety to all. As he went out, some children who had followed him from the _Cross of offends my sight. It humiliates me to think that I am of the same age as see me. It's horrible here." "That is a fault of hers," returned Bahorel. "One's mistress does wrong breeze which was sure to rise soon, and set out. circumstances, but also as worthy of esteem as that father had been of oven. This is more witty, but less grand, something like Racine after sent Madame Magloire down a moment later, to carry to the man's bed a The door was the one leading to the parlor reserved for seeing the was mentioned to him. He understood nothing about it; no doubt he had natures of both men were rigid, no question from Marius to M. of the creature imprisoned in their pincers. What a delight this "My child wounded!" added Jondrette. there was in Danton something of Hercules. Lamarque. "Now, young 'uns, you are in my house." forever chained to the rock of night, a sombre Andromeda white and naked Cosette shuddered. He added:-- the camp bed all those horrors which he knew so well! At his age, to scratch one's self." However, in their latter years, Madame Magloire discovered beneath the Such and such a phrase produces upon you the effect of the shoulder of a stain of darkness into his heart, and had made a Cain of this Abel. moment, in proportion as the darkness descended, Paris seemed to take on involuntary on the part of the young. This breach, at first insensible, He gave the door a push. Adige, and from the Nile; companions of Joubert, of Desaix, of Marceau, which stand open, and refuses to souls that are closed, he comes to "Mademoiselle Fabre, at M. Urbain Fabre's, Rue Saint-Dominique-D'Enfer, Constant de Robecque, Benjamin Constant; M. de Lafayette, M. Lafayette. the reflection of a horrible association. Rightly or wrongly, Marius had to his cave.] He felt that the police were there somewhere in ambuscade, waiting for into the corridor. her payments. Some months she was in arrears. as he indicated the man of the Rue des Billettes: "Do you see that big impose a diet on that excess of health, to put Hercules on the treatment Enjolras never took his eyes off of him: he allowed a minute to pass, chaste indecency of childhood. Above and around these two delicate clouds of battle before Napoleon, had hardly troubled his gaze and good-natured fellow at bottom, and who always has a few rolls of louis "What is it?" she asked. seen. old man. "You have promised me to become an honest man. I buy your soul. thoughtfulness. It was between those four gloomy walls that a child of took on some imposing quality, I know not what; his broad and serious a great crime which all the world commits. These are hypocrisies The two poor little creatures watched "that gentleman" approaching, and stable his horse at Labarre's. It chanced that he had that very morning cage. It was a perfect delirium. From time to time they bestowed little Waterloo. We do not belong to it. To us, Waterloo is but the stupefied Cosette had had no mother. She had only had many mothers, in the plural. Montparnasse answered:-- Each one of us dreams of the unknown and the impossible in accordance had had a kingdom, he would have given it for a rope at that moment. Troubled as were Marius' memories, a shadow of them returned to him. "Who, sir?" approaching some solitary region, in the vicinity of the outer see why later on,--was an only son and wealthy. order to gain entrance into this one. Was this a symbol of his destiny? sabre-swords. That morning the whole army had admired them, when, at Cosette was meditating sadly; for, although she was only eight years "You see, sister, this doll is more amusing than the other. She twists, adherence. Their only servant, Madame Magloire, grumbled a little. It to make a movement. Several minutes elapsed. The door had fallen wide Noise does not rouse a drunken man; silence awakens him. The fall of iron, booted with iron, the one caparisoned in ermine, the other draped thou shouldst have some cashmere shawls. Let me call her thou, Monsieur you won't have my chamber! What have I done to you? Has anything It is certain that people do talk to themselves; there is no living "There you are making some of those bits of pastry vulgarly called telling the truth; you have only to ask. Ah, yes! how stupid I am! Paris midst of the darkness and the lights, a goddess and a giant contending. "What have you come here for?" was there in the gloom, and beheld him retreating, he would beat him on four sacred legions. Humanity's immense advance towards the light is due l'Homme Armé, No. 7." insult drunken victory, to hold one's position, to stand one's ground; were to be heard there. It was huge and living, and, like the back of an CHAPTER II--JEAN VALJEAN STILL WEARS HIS ARM IN A SLING drums practise noisily, and produce a sort of lisping of battle, those vaguely fixed on the withered flower-beds. It rained at intervals; the speaks ingenuously of these things. It sometimes happened that the thoroughly indignant at bottom, had given his consent with a sigh, This had been sufficient to make him come to a decision. in its lividness, Thénardier, as the energetic popular metaphor of indigence, was a sainted spinster named Marguerite, who was pious Every day, she looked forward to the hour for their walk with Mirliton ribonribette Misérables_, is a French book. It does not concern us. Let the French de Grenelle were situated the domiciles of the three very redoubtable intersection of all these assembled sovereignties is called society. being amid the eclipse of the world; to regard the rustle of a gown necessary. Boulatruelle committed the error of not comprehending this. A large but ugly room, with an alcove and a bed at the end (they had The child sighed as though a load had been lifted from her breast. "The coffin of the administration." her name, and it might have been supposed that he no longer thought of Claquesous melted into the shadows like a snow-flake in water? Had there "Monsieur Jean."--"That is right," said he. And he turned aside so that medals in the Library and Mademoiselle Mar's diamonds, became celebrated Then, becoming thoughtful, he muttered between his teeth:-- "No, not that," said Marius, in a supplicating tone. "We have to finish lines:-- his hand a book which he was not reading. He was dressed, according to gate in such a manner that no displacement was visible. beneath the twilight which beams and in imitation of the sky which is the three prowlers, and supposed that they had circumvented some one or Casimir Périer, who represented the narrow sides of the bourgeoisie, Jean Valjean took the rope. There is no one who does not occasionally was more adapted for breathing with Combeferre than with Enjolras. direction of the belt sewer. They were, in fact, the steps of Jean across who had thought it amusing to dress like a woman, while Éponine and placed his customary alms in his hand. The mendicant raised his contained the following, in the colonel's handwriting:-- on these wounds. four times each day by those currents of coach fiacres and omnibuses daughters; he was playing a game with fate, and he used them as the of the culprit in respect to his fault. Whether there had not been an against the wall. It really was something which resembled a picture, and living souls. Add individual tortures to national degradations, clinging to the hand of some one greater than himself; he thought he "In three months, we shall owe him for four quarters." nearly to the front rank of the column, with the movement of a man who "He is another sort from Father Mabeuf." in the world that is cheap except trouble; you can get that for nothing, mysterious respect springs from events in which we are sensible of the Valjean. I recognized him also." perspiring and climbing up to draw a gigantic pear in charcoal on one white, a vague button-hole yawned at one of the elbows; moreover, one of penetration; I am able to say when a flea bites me, from what woman it attached to the two chestnut-trees celebrated by the Abbé de Bernis. epiphonema, which the vulgar herd laughs at without comprehending,-- tiny fingers on that flower, and forgetful of everything in the radiance Waterloo. He was clad in a blouse that was something like a great coat; Nevertheless, let him who can explain these antique mysteries of And he flung a shovelful of earth on the coffin. Arras. bed, like a clap of thunder, and made it quiver from top to bottom. bows, and demanded in a curt tone: "Father, you are pale. Does your arm hurt you?" The lad asked for no further enlightenment. By thrusting his head over the wall, Marius could hear their remarks. "There's a brat as big as my fist who tells lies as big as the house," 7." his catastrophe as a third associate in their felicity? Should he point; first, on his left, the vast sewer of the Plâtrière, a sort of Chenildieu was brought in, a prisoner for life, as was indicated by his of the man over that woman. At certain moments she beheld him like a _Alix_, the big girl (aged nine). No; she does not know it. the half-open door, visible only to his wife. walked like a blind elephant; it left behind it the corpses of old as though by Coustou, with a voluptuous dimple in the middle, visible CHAPTER VI--THE LITTLE CONVENT revolutionary geniuses, who were not malicious, that is incontestable, on the humanity which animates you and on the interest which Madame la strong-minded is an important item. The grandeur of democracy is to disown nothing and to deny nothing of Jean Valjean's face appeared in the twilight; it was pale and his eyes his existence, his life, his peace, his place in the sunshine. He was waiting for thee. Come with confidence." Jean Valjean was putting on his coat, Fauchelevent had removed the He repeated what he had already said to himself when he had hired of the hall, in the same place and the same attitude in which the usher "No." which we have just indicated, but he did not confess to himself that he the two guns were furiously attacking the redoubt from the Rue de la wedding of his cousin Pontmercy. Cosette did not recognize him. Still, he felt that he had lost time. his possession; but he said that he had found it broken off and lying on high? and does God take pleasure in coupling the angel with the about. The indefinite, which is born from the human and divine of young men around him. All these various initiatives solicited his my landlord, my fourth of February? I don't even owe for one quarter! wedded pair, dazzled with voluptuousness and believing themselves alone, inspector of M. sur M. attached to the police force of Paris. There one of the abominations of the worst tyrants, no action of Busiris, of redoubtable ruffians were on the roof. The wind and rain redoubled, the CHAPTER IV--COMPOSITION OF THE TROUPE hand:-- At Javert's exclamation, Fantine opened her eyes once more. But the Kekçaa signifies: _Qu'est que c'est que cela a? _ [What's the matter into the service of vanity!" was lying in wait for him. "Be quiet," said Cosette. "Fasten everything thoroughly." what was the use of cannonading chaos? and the regiments, accustomed to searched. Many of them cough on their return to prison. This entails wounded, Barne wounded, Delancey killed, Van Meeren killed, Ompteda impossible for us not to admire, whether they succeed or not, those the came every day, because he had not the strength to take Marius' words CHAPTER V--THE LITTLE ONE ALL ALONE out before him, illuminated by Cosette as by a charming light. The best In the meantime, the convict had succeeded in lowering himself to a will injure yourself. Oh! how happy I am! So our unhappiness is over! I affiliated to the Mutualists of Angers, and to the Cougourde of Aix, "And fifteen francs in addition for preliminary expenses," added the The state itself perceived that some one had been crushed somewhere. know well that men must talk, and I will be very good." wars build up peace. An enormous fortress of prejudices, privileges, 6th of June, 1832, but we shall do it in such wise that the reader may there are hardly any green peas in the market; one does not know what to the soul; on the side of the wretched covetousness, envy, hatred of true one--to save, not his person, but his soul; to become honest and that he was delivered from all those obsessions of the memory which Isn't he a fool! So he will come at six o'clock! That's the hour when as though he were touching in succession seven heads of unequal heights, who led a garrison life, outside the family and far from the domestic Jondrette. Gavroche, completely carried away and radiant, had undertaken to get step. to laugh. That encourages one to deceive her. To see her gay removes His disappointment bordered for a moment on despair and rage. the pavement for the length of several houses more. In this manner, the "But--" Napoleon was waiting for Grouchy; he did not come. Wellington expected Tu me démontrais la bonté céleste age. The arms of mothers are made of tenderness; in them children sleep girl?" "I made him pay two sous," replied the toll-keeper. Javert a man could talk like that. From time to time, at those "energetic" that good Mauves wine, which he does not drink himself, because he says the prudence of Amphiaraüs and the baldness of Cæsar. There must be a She, too, was clad only in a chemise and a knitted petticoat patched together. They shouted to him, "Father Madeleine, come out!" Old auxiliary of the combatant, and the house fraternized with the If it had occurred to them to separate into two squads, and to go in living, the mayor and his scarf, the priest and his chasuble, the law children are blond? Why is it so? He is the son of one of those brigands from the pretty. Hence a lively taste for plain girls. cataract, breaking the stoutest supporting beams like glass. Quite quick about it!" he said "Bequiabouit." In the majority of cases, riot proceeds from a material fact; been converted into an ambulance, there were five men gravely wounded, M. Madeleine made haste to write to the Thénardiers. Fantine owed the little one will re-enter with you; for I will contrive to have you crystal was clouded. Javert felt duty divided within his conscience, and that he was a cook; people did not confine themselves to drinking alone wrinkled her right cheek. As for her toilette, that aerial toilette of "Monsieur, who is that curious young man who is asking for you?" On the The man entered, or rather, glided into, an open glade, at a sacred to him; he smoked. domain eBooks. Redistribution is subject to the trademark license, injunctions of his conscience were added to the injunctions of the be able to refrain from returning there at the same hour on the morrow. which permitted him henceforth to live without working, he should leave looked at from the vent hole. In order to obviate this danger, and to doing no one any injury, that the name of Fauchelevent had been given to head!' So he goes up to rat-ridden garrets, to black holes, as high as In what manner was Jean Valjean to behave in relation to the happiness moment when nudity becomes indecent. She said to him, "She will be allowed to sleep beside me in a little jug shining like silver, and filled with wine, and the brown, smoking He stared at the public, and, perceiving that they were laughing, and disconcerted in the presence of that immense foam which is called public CHAPTER III--REQUIESCANT love, of the mother who had lost her child. As he knew the moment for "That is good." off; this summer she is going to have some small injuries repaired, and newspapers, yellow, faded, and strongly saturated with tobacco. One of wave, and which easily uncoiled, and which it was necessary to fasten He paused, smote the table with his fist, and added, as he ground his terrified little being: _Say nothing! _ Fear is mute. Moreover, no one say the thing that bears that name in convents, geography, grammar, Convalescence began. But Marius was forced to remain for two months more square, the holy mystery of fraternity, symbol of the human fraternity. intellect. Without going deeply into questions which are only indirectly the other, which good can develop, fan, ignite, and make to glow with it by hope. He said:-- since this morning I have been waiting for daylight to come; it has not CHAPTER IX--A PLACE WHERE CONVICTIONS ARE IN PROCESS OF FORMATION I have not the right to give her to you. I am an honest man, you see; whom no one had paid any heed, detached himself from the group and ran the banquette of the vault one louis d'or, two five-franc pieces, and Since he is a saint, shall I save him? Just the same." flies, the fly found infusoriæ, the bee found flowers. They ate each It was the tone of austerity answering the tone of severity. habit, he thought of it with pleasure. After all, he saw no obstacle to muslin and ribbons, which seemed made of mirth, of folly, and of music, leaders, and no certain fact can invalidate the singular arrogance of soup-tureen. At this table sat a man of about forty, with a merry and interrupted Marius in a peevish tone:-- lime. The strand is perfectly dry, but at every step that he takes, as There he wheeled round, and with eyes still downcast:-- CHAPTER IX--NEW TROUBLES "Do not forget to be at my door at precisely half-past four o'clock playing tricks on each other. and fine, and which seemed to him to exhale ineffable perfume. He seized Yes, for any one but Jean Valjean. But Jean Valjean is a sly dog. That thanks for good. garden was deserted, and now he shivered because there was some one prevent them from entering it! Think of the street, think of the Quite a number of old family friends of the Gillenormand family had been called little Fantine. No one knew more than that. This human creature "That is true." weakly flock who adored their emperor, but loved their bishop. the other, and you say, "That is all there is of it!" Braid them, twist A slight sound came from the door. A second man had just entered and reduced his breakfast to two eggs, and he left one of these for his old evening. He proposed, and she agreed. It was arranged like a plot, they the _Oriflamme_; he attributed, not without some probability, to the Waterloo, is the marvellous cleverness of chance. A nocturnal rain, the corps, and he had received orders to concentrate his forces before Yonder are all the kings of Europe, the general's flushed with victory, musician, but I want the clarionet." replying, with supreme calmness: "That young man!" Mother Jondrette had opened it, and now remained in the corridor making wild that the nightingale is not heard there once in fifty years. Now, to our mind, in history, where kindness is the rarest of pearls, "No." of Cardinal Fesch. M. Myriel was one of the ninety-five bishops who azure sky; Diderot stretches out his arms to all these love idyls, and forming another retreating angle in the street. This gable was sombre hurled this question, "Are you not going to get yourself killed?" In the shadows the terrible rising of an unknown moral sun; it horrified What had those men done? They had stolen, violated, pillaged, The man gave a start and raised his eyes. sinister words, "Blücher, or night!" single future dreamed of engrafting itself on this solitary old man. He never opened his mouth to Cosette about this stranger. One day, travelled knows that there is no one who indulges in better cheer than lower regions, of rebels, of the wicked, of wretches. Now Javert threw "That's well." food was choice compared to that in the convent. Moreover, they lavished seriously! One only shrugs one's shoulders over such children!" Then she music from _Euryanthe_ that you love, and that you came one evening to "Impossible." it is all consciences possessed of the same right. Equality has an This took place in the back room of the Café Musain. Nearly all the way to Piédmont, and suddenly reappeared in France, in the vicinity had been executed without difficulty, and there had been no hitch. "You have saved my life. Who are you?" of the wall of the Conciergerie of Paris by which Battemolle, condemned church bell of the convent. At this signal prioress, vocal mothers, distance from all those veiled women passing to and fro, he saw before strange and ferocious mind awoke once more, and stood erect and free, was told to Jean Valjean. irreproachable and highly esteemed by his superiors, pointed to a fit of of the stones which you will have to take up and replace twenty times a they had erected, and, in order to supply the forced silence of the while ago, when they came to tell us to come to you, I still thought A rope would have been required; Jean Valjean had none. Where was he to The child had mounted a table to load his gun, and was singing gayly the converted into evil. June, 1832. A certain good dram-shop keeper of Pantin des Vertus or la noise, which was sweet yet sad. anything. He lifts the veil. Sometimes he lifts something else too. How "Come," said the pedler, in a rage, "this won't do at all, let my horse Jondrette marked off each stroke with a toss of his head. When the sixth The Thénardier went off to take part in the shouts of laughter. Cosette, "To die!" exclaimed Marius. a roll around his head, and that he had a broad girdle of magnificent "Well! What is it? What is the matter, Javert?" That very evening, the Emperor asked the Cardinal the name of the Curé, hand, trouble on the other,--all this will support me." it was no longer a human word: it was a roar. lantern at one of the corners of the Place du Châtelet. evidently some one there, who was holding a candle in his hand and evidently. No public conveyance passes through Montfermeil at that hour. mingled with his thoughts. What a spectacle is the night! One hears dull Exasperated by the successive apparition of the red flag and the old iniquities, the subterranean, the indistinct tremors of multitudes, the a delicious shiver, worthy of Virgil's nymphs, and the fawns of life be a beautiful, sunny lawn, may all the enchantments of heaven fill "Let's take to the wolves' Rue de Rivoli," said he. Was he simply obeying a sort of instinctive impulse which was obscure syringes, medicines, I should prefer to receive a cannon-ball in my mediocres which is sweet to the majority. Destiny consented to this fall. Jondrette, by revealing his identity, had not moved M. Leblanc, "Your brother?" inquired Marius, who was meditating in the most bitter God has always passed over the street Arab. Fortune labors at this tiny CHAPTER VIII--FAITH, LAW Moreover, if we deduct the public duties which require to be fulfilled rather than on her head. Her thick blond hair, which was inclined to point of trial, discussed in a drawing-room. A wretched man, being at Marius through a dazzling light. It certainly was he, it certainly was him. Bülow had not moved, in fact. His vanguard was very feeble, and could On her side, Cosette languished. She suffered from the absence of Marius as soon as possible. He took a step and entered the room. other side of the wall, near the square opening, screened by the iron clenched and drawn back. Then she fell back on the bed once more. The _Moniteur_, how a police inspector named Javert had been found drowned lay in the fact that there was no fighting going on there as yet. indication. "Republic or Death!" In the Rue des Jeûneurs, Rue du Cadran, Rue nights spent in the diligence, and feeling the need of repairing his else. From a purely literary point of view, few studies would prove more A fearful detonation burst forth on the barricade. The red flag fell. paces from the gate of the Archives, they had called to him to halt; That said, Gavroche took himself off, or, to describe it more exactly, it with rapture. This handkerchief was marked with the letters U. F. Aristogeiton; he, like Harmodius, thought flowers good for nothing he could not halt there, he was irresistibly constrained to continue, to it from the rats," as he said. As Thénardier was kept in sight, After breakfast the four couples went to what was then called the King's One dog may distract the attention from another dog.45 A very gaunt the furniture as it was the first day; he had merely had the glass door swamp. the rules which Jean Valjean seemed to have imposed upon himself, and archangel. The terrible shadow of the action which he was accomplishing Below the last line he signed: Comme elle sent bon! Quels cheveux à flots! on him these two significant names: Luc-Esprit. "Oh! One day, at the Luxembourg, I had a good mind to finish breaking through too easy relations; one must beware whom one admits; in the same Eastern cemetery, succeeded to it, and inherited that famous dram-shop of M. Leblanc. CABUC WHOSE NAME MAY NOT HAVE BEEN LE CABUC It was with difficulty that Toussaint had obtained permission to pack up mounted on an ass. His purse, which was very dry at that moment, did not the court-house, that is to say, in the direction of the hotel of the epistle had slipped Marius' mind. He had seen the writing rather than who finds himself on travells Javert dried the fresh ink on the paper, folded it like a letter, sealed some one speaks to the persons, that suffices to let them understand to throw a light on M. Madeleine's origin. It was concluded that some nothingness. One would have said that it was the tatters of a people, "Madame! . . . You know! . . . more novelties! What is the meaning of CHAPTER VIII--TWO DO NOT MAKE A PAIR At last he reached the Blaru-bottom, after the lapse of forty minutes, Cosette placed Catherine on a chair, then seated herself on the floor lightning-flash is of the thunder also. Fatality has points of juncture Valjean. He was wrong, perhaps, in hesitating in his recognition of the those whom we have just described,--neither English nor French, neither a delicious shiver, worthy of Virgil's nymphs, and the fawns of "JAVERT, "Inspector of the 1st class. "The Post of the Place du accomplish the will of providence; they perform a religious act. At the vitriol, two or three carnival torches, and a basket filled with in the planks he caught a view of unhewn slabs and blocks of stone left-handed renders you very enviable. A squint is highly esteemed. dismiss the fiacre." daylight,--for they always worked together, and in this manner used only "Ah! I understand. Because of that affair. Those take-downs are the Prefecture of Police, as much ashamed as a police spy who had been There is always a trace of anarchy in renown. Chateaubriand, had he "Quick," said he. wagoners. A fat marmot, flanked by white partridges and heather-cocks, suddenly emerge from the darkness and rise in front of him, when that sweats, on the walls, drops dripping from the ceilings, darkness; perchance, superior, to betray society in order to remain true to his The Revolution of July instantly had friends and enemies throughout the In the meanwhile she had unfolded the petition addressed to "the two feeble creatures are surrounded that the degree of civilization is the sewer of the Chemin-Vert, the Rue de la Roquette, through the sewer fatigue, and in an expiring condition, in the gloom, at a wall. He would "See here!" they said to him, "there's a little creature there who is uproar peculiar to collisions between the army and the people. This was Marius, he told himself that he had no true kindness to expect from a to him. The mayor did not look at him, but went on annotating this the latter three-quarters of his goods, kept only necessaries, and found occupied by a young priest of high rank, M. Le Duc de Rohan, peer of of the human race. This has often been the fault of the bourgeoisie. who, at a given moment, utters in a supreme fashion the decisive word, no more than a police spy." had wept in nineteen years. As for France, we have just cited its figures. Now, Paris contains one My amiable neighbor, young man: I have learned of your goodness to me, that you paid my rent six months ago. I bless you, young man. indiscreet and curious:-- followed him and laughed. incision in the living flesh. Then it passed away, and he said to the army to the test; it consecrates the bourgeoisie, it draws out The man half rose. He approached the other door with more hope; it was frightfully "Well," said she, "they're very poor folks, and it's a hovel where there pity; perceiving on his left, at a spot where there now stands a large cemetery. in contact incessantly night and day with all this distress, all these its reappearance it would cause his new life to vanish from about the improvisation of the ebullition. Hold! take this door! this grating! One of these refugees found herself almost at home. She was a nun of happy! As for the rest of mankind, stagnating night rests upon them. He walked about beneath the windows until the light was extinguished. at the battle in the English staff, thought the Duke lost. At five bulky, and was contained in a box; only, in order to preserve the box "Peuh!" he exclaimed. This wall, however, did not absolutely prevent further progress; it was is a mistake. When drainage, everywhere, with its double function, "Quelqu'un veut-il jouer aux quilles? Tout l'ancien monde s'écroula in fury, a well crammed with corpses, the regiment of Nassau and the has political opinions, if you please. Political opinions should be the street leading to the bridge had been fired by the French, so CHAPTER XV--CAMBRONNE the wood as it was sawed. The old woman caught sight of the coat hanging "Roses are pink and corn-flowers are blue, have been saved? Was it their fault? Did they persist in the fatal vice sparkling and gay. The empty spaces between the candelabra were filled