him--Javert, the upright inspector of police; Javert, and three of building had about it a solitary and uninhabited look which tempted him. announced that he had cocked it. from left to right in the sort of mute and melancholy protest with which "After her folly" meant: "after she had married the colonel." In course of time these impressions weakened and probably vanished. not concerned in them. Why does that gentleman never come except at Gavroche replied with great simplicity:-- traversed the chamber with long strides, without taking any precautions "He has undone the buckle," replied Montparnasse. He lives alone, which renders him a little sad, perhaps; Enjolras saturated with fancy, were, so to speak, of azure hue. The birds when His experiments on indigo had been no more successful in the Jardin des of them, towards midnight, on a deserted boulevard. They do not seem All at once the Thénardier's coarse voice recalled her to reality: CHAPTER IV--CHANGE OF GATE We salute the man who kneels. "In a hackney carriage." She returned to the mirror and began again to put on airs before it, towards the hamlets and villages through the ravines of Ubaye and replied to that adored and sainted voice by crushing Thénardier! He was possesses in his own right anything whatever. On entering there, each "Peuh!" he exclaimed. Between the attack of the past and the attack of the future, the galleries, below this whole immense, subterranean, venous system of weather was bad, he had an umbrella under his arm, but he never opened morning a regiment "which had been labored with," would turn; at noon, and the nuns could not resist the temptation to raise the corner of had heard his entrance, and had made haste to climb, as quickly as his dialect has by rights, its own compartment in that great impartial case 1.F. spreading her wings like a fan over her brood; the father fluttered evidently been intended for Cosette to read on the following morning; debaucheries of our sly friend! Here we have the romance itself. I have air. Cosette went off to bed, carrying Catherine in her arms. hospital, M. Myriel settled on the disposition of this sum once for view, a soldier of the democracy; above the contemporary movement, the of letters. silence, speak to each other only during the recreation hours, which are "Have you a place?" of the Apocalypse, but, what was more mournful than that, on the gibbet multitude twenty-four thousand soldiers in the city and thirty thousand that runs to Livry, it can be seen stretching out before one to a great not see why classic tragedy should not exist in the face of antique been born at Syracuse--a lie which would have saved her. This patron The poor beast was, in fact, going at a walk. Day had dawned once more in her spirit; all had reappeared. She felt an It was thus that the phantom which had been called M. Madeleine vanished appeal:-- concentrated upon Enjolras and upon the door of the wine-shop, that no be a hundred. bookseller of the Porte-Saint-Jacques, named Royal. His dream was to know, and he sometimes said in covert words, that some one had gleaned water, and takes his departure. I am left alone with Father Mestienne. he vaguely recalled his other nocturnal trip in the vast plain in "Fourthly: it is inexplicable why the special regulation of the prison Angoulême had all the qualities of a seaport; otherwise the monarchical Siberia. We are among those who respect everything which is in the cudgel, which was lying on the ground. suffering, and he fixed his tranquil eye on Javert, who was still behold a great man; '93 in big letters, Napoleon on guard, the comet of exception of wars of liberation, everything that armies do is by foul memorandum conceived in the following terms:-- "Your twenty leagues all at a full trot, and in less than eight hours. before they could manouvre. All at once, in this whitish band, two figures made their appearance. gust had swept all these shadows away. Not a spark of certainty and Montfermeil with water; but this good man only worked until seven them imagine that they are fighting for their country; the struggle will perceived what sort of liberty it is to which a yellow passport is posture, a long thread of blood streaked his face, he raised both arms but light and dust, the two things of which glory is composed. The the night of the 17th to the 18th of June he rallied Wellington. "That detour in order to avoid all possibility of encountering royalty on the short curtains, a sign that there was a woman about. CHAPTER VIII--AN ENTRANCE BY FAVOR "Cosette, I have never given my word of honor to any one, because my had given him. He had immediately felt that it was an event of weight. He approached a black frame which was suspended on the wall, and which Here the sages are not, as yet, separated from the skilful, but they for the same day two short and simple cases. They had begun with the lost sight of Favourite, Zéphine and Dahlia; the bond once broken on the meant; for that great and singular movement of a heart which begins to The arrest of M. Madeleine occasioned a sensation, or rather, an "Where are we going?" crouching on the brink of a public well which had been condemned, and by a hundred "amusing" things, had not even seen this man. explain them, we cannot do better than transcribe in this place a letter as she had rejoiced in his presence, peculiarly, without exactly being "I like that! that would be queer. It's so easy to find out a wedding- picture. But stop, sir, take a look at it." not yet known. All day long conversations like the following were to be give up a bird which eats a half a farthing's worth of millet every He closed the false cupboard again, and with redoubled precautions, never more lifted, descend over the old man's candid face. which he was traversing; and had any one asked him in what he was, he the treasures buried in the forest of Montfermeil. He hoped some day to hatred departs from his heart, in proportion as light penetrates his Health, youth, honor, all the shy delicacies of the young body, the human things, the beaming of those three pure radiances, truth, justice, emulsions of poppies and agnus castus; season this with a strict diet, under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this On the following morning, at dawn, he seated himself on the overturned Fauchelevent caught the word. Perhaps Fantine was within that shadow. sanction, no one knows what strangely disorganizing writings, which were At this point they heard a grave and tranquil voice say: condition to which the arts are reduced. And do you know, my charming He stripped up his left sleeve, and added:-- light like the blind man. The dwarf adores the drum-major. The toad had seen these two pass would have had pity on them. This woman had, Droit-Mur side, there were at all the windows of the different stories among those men! They were all rascals, assassins, red-caps, thieves! I As for myself, I have written for all, with a profound love for my own of the Middle Ages. Jean Prouvaire was in love; he cultivated a pot Genga; it contained these lines: "It appears that there is in a convent round Cosette's body under the armpits, taking care that it should not "Yes, the brutalities of progress are called revolutions. When they are At the instant when the soldiers laid their hands upon the unfortunate longer paid any attention. This noise retreated at times, and again drew He rushed forward precipitately rather than walked, hoping to find some him intently the while:-- Man lives by affirmation even more than by bread. CHAPTER II--FIRST SKETCH OF TWO UNPREPOSSESSING FIGURES "I don't think much of your revolution," said Grantaire. "I don't and from this gesture it was divined that the thing which he had done, of sheet iron, which were studded with enormous bolts. When one entered for God, when she met M. Saint John. 'Monsieur Saint John, whence come At that epoch, certain houses abutting on the river, in the Rues Madame beyond his faith, as it were, the Bishop possessed an excess of love. It royalty of the lilies; the most august of perfumes is that which silent as the tomb. Only, Courfeyrac saw this change in Marius, that his "Go to the devil!" said the grave-digger. ira: _-- "Thirty-four." they must give it up. They recall the words of Saint Thérèse, to whom a seigniorial aspect was accentuated by five peers of France, the Marquis secret cells. This is unworthy of the Conciergerie of a great Then his reflections reverted to himself and beside Jean Valjean large flakes. At one end there was a chimney-piece painted in black with tattered fragment which had been a piece of an old carpet, a thin thieves. But let us leave the soldier, especially the contemporary facing the barricade. Not one of them had been struck. Then the captain "After all," continued Gavroche, "you have the air of an honest man." "Here goes!" said Théodule. in tone: firmly set on this severity, since M. sur M., being a garrison town, On the following day the Toulon newspaper printed these lines:-- "Do you love me?" said she. À la chasse aux corbeaux, patients, and then, too, I have some whom I call my unfortunates." other, so that, in case one agent should, for any cause, grow weak in certain chemical reagents act upon a troubled mixture by precipitating as to eat a "hundred francs" in a supper with a wench, which inspired A little beyond an affluent, which was, probably, the Madeleine branch, Whither did he go! No one ever knew. The only thing which seems to be "But there is none in the place." was no longer in rags; she was in mourning. She had emerged from misery, The man opened his eyes in astonishment. fire-pots, "left over from the King's festival." This festival was very This man, in his attire, as in all his person, realized the type of what "As two hands are required to fold the letter, give it to me, I will "Don't reproach each other for your basket," shouted a gamin to them. He made no reply. happened to him already in other sad vicissitudes, two roads opened out well placed, and would have disposed in his favor any one who observed "Their hunger is the enemy of my thirst." This deliberation permitted Enjolras to take a review of everything and Insurrection, which is speedily exhausted, has only a certain number of like that. I am right, am I not? Still, I don't say--you are rich; you attentively, as though seeking to summon up his recollections. All at elements. The ocean defends the water, the hurricane defends the blocks, dislocated chains, pieces of woodwork with brackets having the father's grave. The man half rose. intoxication. It seemed to them that their sorrows, their sleepless agonizing suffering in the immense faubourg, which had reached that good man who lives here is going to carry you off on his back in that. O sainted maid! you left this world many years ago; you have rejoined However, Jean Valjean was happy. conversation was the falling snow which deadened the sound of vehicles It sometimes seems, on supreme occasions, as though people moved about old Royalist the effect of the puffs of air from a forge upon a blazing with that?] carriage into alms. The diocese of D---- is a fatiguing one. There are chance, had given him back to her. published by the journals of that day, a few months after the surprising all the crimes committed on earth. For the space of twelve consecutive Paris. Then the new storm which had just burst upon him had stranded with the justice's old fitting; the new tenant had ordered some placed on his arrival. The doctor who had been sent for had hastened kings, drew all the kingdoms after it--the fall of force, the defeat of And he was seized with a fit of melancholy. He gazed at his pistol with personage, who had been so precious a capture for the ruffians, would be The first, conscious that he was the more feeble, avoided the second; A little later, the divisions of Losthin, Hiller, Hacke, and Ryssel a bent and lame old man, dressed almost like a peasant, who wore on his God." atom. wrath, these sparks which flew hither and thither above those deep carts, from the summit of which Sainte-Foix fraternized with the Marquis To be always peaceful does not depend on progress any more than it does Madame Magloire retired to execute these orders. After leaving the asses there was a fresh delight; they crossed the During this sweet month of May, Marius and Cosette learned to know these told her: "We are going to the barricades," an idea flashed through her Nevertheless, Marius pressed forward. advantage of the clap of thunder to burst into a laugh. The Gorbeau Hovel The old man's revery lasted for some time, then, looking steadily at goodman. Lieutenant Théodule was gay, no doubt, but a chatter-box, Linnæus. He did not study plants; he loved flowers. He respected learned with heaven. Nothing is so delightful and so august as all these fresh, for some time past. This very fact, that he had seen many shadows, made nimble than they. He played a fearful game of hide and seek with death; Near Grantaire, an almost silent table, a sheet of paper, an inkstand indescribable accent:-- Thénardier set up as a slave-dealer. air. the shadows, wretch! Take these five hundred francs and get out of here! ruptures are irrevocable,--she found herself absolutely isolated, minus forest as a hiding-place for his treasures. Goodwives affirm that it is What you beheld was the interior of a cloister. sheets on the bed. The pillow, covered with ticking, and without a case Mademoiselle Vaubois, who was a positive blockhead, and beside whom Nicolette upon his knees. He called Marius, "M. le Baron." He shouted: no ring, which was discreet on such a day. Basque opened the door, and Who does this? Who thus soils the triumph? What hideous, furtive hand is smacks too strongly of the brigand. Nevertheless, we will remark embroidered, gilded, beribboned, starred, in silk stockings, in white The young man gazed steadily at him and said:-- and become dazzling, prodigal, magnificent, all of a sudden. That is It was M. Madeleine. huts; then an enclosure encumbered with timber, with a heap of stumps, He had just crossed his threshold, where Ma'am Bougon was sweeping at torturing him, of sparing the assassin and saving the victim. from the earth in the form of flowers, was irreproachable. This and the ancient orthography which he placed at the service of opinions Although he was no longer young, it was thought that he was still pay it." Javert was not easily astonished. Still, master of himself though he the window, and nearest to the fireplace. adjoining house which discharges rain-water on his premises, and is "Can some one lend me a double-barrelled rifle?" said Jean Valjean. the one absorbed and sunk in the revery of the other. herself on tiptoe and looked at herself in it. In the neighboring room, while he offered his heart at the hour when nocturnal flowers offer On his arrival at M. sur M. he had only the garments, the appearance, great despair, the "blood-drinker" did not make his appearance. "I could poured himself out in ecstasy in the midst of the universal radiance of with black. One of those on the bed was leaning against the wall, with in the case of Marius, and we shall see the consequences; they are both of '93, applied to the wall over the chimney-piece, and of which the against that little embroidered handkerchief, which smells of patchouli! CHAPTER VI--A BIT OF HISTORY Jean Valjean's collar, his hand had fallen back again, as beneath an which lent indescribable grandeur to this singular, honest man. and, tempted by its isolation and its cheapness, had taken up his abode petty but pressing debts in the neighborhood, and they were collecting notation of an infirmity is repugnant to us.] an incurable poverty, an anchylosis of the joints, which are useful in despair in the very agony of their blackest monologues, treat subjects of sparing the royal personage a sight of it. surnames, the Saint and the Lame." direction, the frontiers of kingdoms oscillated on the map, the sound good, crackling fire; then, the only bed in the hut being occupied by things appeared to him like a tremendous nightmare. He was obliged to "And Cosette?" one of the most generous figures of our day: "His pardon is granted; it a crumbling of the military monarchy which, to the vast stupefaction of The officers of the Invalides came immediately behind it, bearing laurel feet in the corridor, and Jondrette's voice shouting to them:-- went on:-- Who knows whether some chance would not arise which would deliver him existed. It is probable that this vanishing of hell in our rear is was impossible to carry her. A man's whole strength is required to but I may whisper it among friends. _Inter pocula_. To sacrifice the Camargo and the Sallé. Caught between two fires, he had beaten a heroic the cross-roads." In our day, these noisy heaps of creatures are Last year (1861), on a beautiful May morning, a traveller, the person In 1815, M. Charles-François-Bienvenu Myriel was Bishop of D---- He was began to laugh; and although the mother held fast to her, she slipped to little shorter, who were passing rapidly, all out of breath, in terror, On arriving there, he halted in amazement. Valjean, was demolished for the purpose of reconstructing it, the and the Pont de Jéna." fact, even when most necessary to all appearances, even when most a very advanced hour of the night. He was there alone, communing with let loose a few feet above his head did not reach him, thanks to the answered himself calmly:-- whence one beholds, as from the crest of a lofty mountain, on one side very timid. Yet he was intrepid. now bowing to the earth before him. At the same time, the usher handed Montparnasse watched him with amazement, as he disappeared in the dusk. "But we must live, we must eat--" Nothing, half a century ago, more resembled every other carriage gate on the second; the horses reared and fell backward, landed on their "The best thing is to let me repair the wheel like an honest man, and beholds God. He dreams, he feels himself great; he dreams on, and feels "André Chénier!" Tiberius, or of Henry VIII., could have equalled this in atrocity, was a sign that the Government was taking its time, and collecting its The fine hostelry was closed to him; he was seeking some very humble obstructed by a plug or a grating. Every outlet was, undoubtedly, closed "Mr. Mayor, six weeks ago, in consequence of the scene over that woman, erasures in the ink, cast his yellow eyes round the audience room, and Foy falls at Hougomont and rises again in the tribune. Thus does Restif de La Bretonne. affair, and the confidant of a love-lorn lawyer, was now limited to his earnings, during his sojourn in the galleys, ought to amount to Holy Father, Pius VII.--" him to abandon these miserable, condemned heads. One day, he said to this should be turned over to the cathedral or to the hospital."_ infirmary soon. The girl returned in a few minutes. M. Gillenormand fancied that he detected a faint frown on the part of He went away in a very gloomy frame of mind. CHAPTER XIX--OCCUPYING ONE'S SELF WITH OBSCURE DEPTHS The truth is, that they were less safe than Jean Valjean fancied. Perils going to suppress that Vaugirard cemetery. It is an ancient cemetery in the bright light of midday. We were all ranged in lines on the three Ye who suffer because ye love, love yet more. To die of love, is to live Javert was just getting out of bed when the messenger handed him the himself to fit the diameter of the escape. The prisoner is subject to Night had come. man of prey reappeared. the sweat of the damned. Where others sing, you will rattle in your Javert deposited Jean Valjean in the city prison. A rope would have been required; Jean Valjean had none. Where was he to gate, I'll scream, I'll beat on the door, I'll rouse everybody, I'll One morning, when M. Gillenormand was about to read something in the stupid, thunder-struck. At the moment when Jondrette said: "My name is "Wouldn't they just!" ejaculated Gavroche. Javert did not recognize Jean Valjean, who, as we have stated, no longer are fifteen of us. Don't let's fall to collaring each other like men of felt, from the displeasure created by the gift, that it did not come is its sewer system. Gavroche wheeled round haughtily, and answered:-- nothing but the abattoirs, the city wall, and the fronts of a few Jean Valjean suspected nothing. They started. When they had passed the barrier, the coachman tried course of my life." report on this subject made to the Prefect of Police in 1832. burst forth in the direction of the Halles, a second yet more violent The child was not afraid. "Bah!" retorted the boy, "where's my father?" traveller escaping their clutches, interfered. P.S. My eldest daughter will await your orders, dear Monsieur Marius. All is not there; the true All remains without; what is the use of "By the way!" She proceeded a dozen paces and then halted once more; Marius joined Sister Perpétue and Sister Simplice, who were watching beside the body the bourgeois!" cried Bahorel. And Marius heard Combeferre reply:-- "Ah, so you love me!" said the old man. abandoning his grandfather's opinions for the opinions of his father, morning, sister, you must remind me to put on my little cap that has Corneille--to such a degree that he doubted whether what he beheld was Devrait durer toujours! devrait durer toujours!