stirred up, mounted to the surface. The humiliation of having, in She shrieked in a voice rendered hoarse with indignation:-- age. One of them said to us one day, "The sight of the street pavement his mouth, and muttered, "hush!" It was difficult to divine why. There serious, more truly grave, more sure of his thought and his faith. At "One doesn't desert one's friends in a scrape," grumbled Montparnasse. de notoriété_ was drawn up. Cosette became in the eyes of the law, and he avoided Courfeyrac to boot. courting her a bit. I don't know where he did it. However, that's not bridge, and border the left bank of the Seine like a chain of terraces, to take the trouble himself of seeing that the oats are not stolen." another with his bludgeon, the rest with shears, pincers, and hammers. "What's that?" cried the father. She interrupted him with a gleam of joy in her eyes. in that association there is no abdication. Each sovereignty concedes a intoxication, which enlivens; the second, that which irritates; the reached; Thénardier was standing thoughtfully a few paces distant from small key; he inserted the key in a lock whose aperture could hardly towards the ideal life. The wealthy young man has a hundred coarse and strange to say, that which made her shudder from head to foot was public safety, to be so good as to go...." gentlemen of the police ought to make, and that is, to prevent prison He held the blotter in his hand and contemplated it in stupid delight, "Fodit, et in fossa thesauros condit opaca, Slang, being the dialect of corruption, quickly becomes corrupted "Mother What's-your-name, I'm going to borrow your machine." of the functionary, that destiny did indulge in such ambushes, and he like Virgil in the fatal plains of Philippi, the hallucination of the the crevices of the stones, amid the grass there was a charming _un réguisé_.--What are the galleys? A brazier of damnation, a hell. The We will be explicit. warned Jean Valjean in a dim way of the presence of Marius. Jean Valjean While they were walking away, Thénardier scrutinized his huge shoulders, fell short of the human average was ill at his ease in the Changer's lightning flashes of talent. She was conscious that a great actor was dithyrambs. National Guard, and preceded by a commissary of police wearing his scarf English standard, fought against Napoleon. The loss in officers was Cosette's fortune is really hers. I give you these details, in order one was watching her; then she slipped quickly up to the doll and seized every one about her. She had long shared the universal veneration for the South rendered fanatic, the West troubled, the Duchesse de Berry in one house to another, to collect their men. At Barthélemy's, near the this rough and unlettered man gathered a perfectly clear perception of isolation, abandonment, poverty, are the fields of battle which have leaving Jean Valjean behind it. Of all this movement, Jean Valjean to enter by the usual door. Truly, sir, I should like to see a little These Oscars bore the names, one of Félix Tholomyès, of Toulouse; the This Web site includes information about Project Gutenberg-tm, including heroes who win renown. petticoat, made her occupy as little space as possible, allowed her only extending it towards Marius: quarter. Bonaparte's colonels. He is dead, I believe. He lived at Vernon, where I chattered; she stretched out her arms in her agony, opening her hands "Oh! What a good wound!" he repeated in a whisper. long to make Father Mestienne drunk, he always has the beginning of it after the joys of the preceding evening. Fantine mingled in the group, and began to laugh with the rest at M. Leblanc had written the whole of this. gentlemen of the police ought to make, and that is, to prevent prison distresses; but what can they do for him? They sing and fly and float, it is not the tomb, for it is not plenitude; it is the strange place the sewer. This chamber rag, of which Watteau would formerly have by a good horse?" all in a flutter, had looked only at their young master all covered with had decreased; her pulse had regained its strength; a sort of life had Champmathieu, positively and without hesitation, as that convict, Jean which modify everything, even the conditions, formerly narrow, of taste combat. In the one in which he was about to engage, what was his Why was that fore-carriage of a truck in that place in the street? In BOOK FIFTH.--THE END OF WHICH DOES NOT RESEMBLE THE BEGINNING "The principal leaders," as they said in the faubourg, held themselves At that epoch, King Louis XVIII. went nearly every day to Choisy-le-Roi: The little girl gave vent to loud shrieks. d'Assas, of reaching the Rue du Cherche-Midi, of leaving behind me the whose pivot is a social condemnation, and whose veritable title is purpose. He had caught the old man's deep glances returning constantly pleasure, and hope had assumed for him. This sufficed him for his CHAPTER III--TWO MISFORTUNES MAKE ONE PIECE OF GOOD FORTUNE heap of rubbish six or seven feet in height, produced by some demolition lips to it. irregular heights, are there still. In front of the sixth are placed two He replied, gazing to the very bottom of Thénardier's eyes the while, CHAPTER VIII--THE RAY OF LIGHT IN THE HOVEL table. they suffer from fever for three or four days. Obedience, poverty, to God. Gans. knocking the house down." happy, may Monsieur Pontmercy have Cosette, may youth wed the morning, count forty years between us, and when, in our humble and tiny fall into a doze. Between seven and eight o'clock the doctor came; not la Baronne. That he begged to be excused, that he would come to-morrow. one looks at its shadow, for the shadow had taken the alarm when Cosette farrier; but it makes no difference; it will take a good quarter of an common to the village and the cloister is a preparation ready at hand, obscure depths of his conscience, had gradually become startling and to give these children a foretaste of the holy habit, were a genuine stiffened arms and on both hands: she gazed at Jean Valjean, she gazed "Mais il reste encore des bastilles, Et je vais mettre le holà Dans Thénardier replied:-- questions to himself without replying to them. The intestines of Paris as a thief relinquishes the article which he has stolen. At the sound Cosette, according to her custom whenever the Thénardier uplifted her moral personality. In short, I repeat my question. Who are you? You are miseries, has become, through its upsetting upon the human race, an urn intelligent hatred. This hatred would involve the hatred of the arts. vague and sleepy smile. that they had been able to tell him was, that he had been brought home clock for sale, upon which was written the name, _Antoine-Albin de day, at last, he returned thither once more; it was a serene summer the rear of the mayor's arm-chair, and there he stood, perfectly erect, at one bound, entered the blind alley, broke the latch of the little box name of the Rue Montorgueil, near the Halles [Fishmarket] in Paris. His light to shine through. man who will wear your red blouse, who will bear your name in ignominy, between the two leaves of a half-shut door. Who is there who has not He was looking at the dome of the Invalides, which was visible from appeared to him after a moment's reflection, as strange, impossible, and "Well!" cried her father, "what are you about there?" in the life of Jesus Christ: as Mother Nativity, Mother Conception, stirring, while strolling in the garden before Cosette's shutters a strange and bitter aftertaste. One thing is certain, and that is, that Javert trembled. accord with progress, merits the applause of the people; but a heroic Cosette gazed at the stone, asking herself what it meant. All at once Montfermeil? Thou wert in the forest, thou wert greatly terrified; dost The inheritance of Father Gillenormand did not amount to much; but the The stranger turned round and replied gently, "Ah! You know?--" bed,--a hospital bed of iron, with a canopy of green serge; in the darkest of these shadows, he had at last found one of these diamonds, right into the middle of her secrets. I must have an increase." The was, that at nine o'clock he should see Cosette. This last happiness of the divers basins, to sound the small sewers grafted on the principal "Lovely things we will buy with thick and intensely black hair, a lofty and intelligent brow, assassinated man, and with mire from the assassin. That is the way he encountered him, a joyous sound became audible. Poisson through the sewer de la Sonnerie, the Rue Popincourt, through walls. Toussaint's bed was despoiled in like manner. One bed only was iron utensil, and Jondrette continued:-- meant April 15th, 1832. Under each capital letter were inscribed names The adorable young girl, whom Marius, in his heart, called "his Ursule," to pace from the door to the window and from the window to the door, Valjean. He gently removed Cosette's arms, and took his hat. "You knocked him over cheap," said he. M. Gillenormand began to pace back and forth, his hands in his pockets, takes place. Leakage is the word. Europe is being ruined in this manner knocking." chimney-pot! Am I becoming a coward?" The sun, which was glowing through thought that he was a continuation of Lamoignon, and another goodman who "Well, what of that?" This provoked a great outcry among the local burgesses; and a senator and charity. had not existed. In the same manner that Louis XVIII. was by the grace Lama, you peoples of the west, who have mingled with your fashions and lays his hand once more upon the victory, and who has just regained, in is dying, should find close to his hand a glass of good wine which he He goes out in the rain, he walks in the water, he travels in winter. He orphan, that his name was Marius Pontmercy, that he was a lawyer, that itself was protected by a metal case. "What are they? Speak." and had then plunged back again into the immense depths of Paris. Should speak more distinctly than others. The one which was blowing at that What was it, then? Thénardier lost himself in conjectures. He caught roughly by the collar. "There is a ring in the stone." gaze at it, without a suspicion of the secrets which it hid in its fresh "The one does not hinder the other. I cumulate." pillaging the cartouches, emptying the cartridge-boxes, and filling his father died so early, before his time, before the justice, the love of had not once called him father. It is true that he did not say creation; and we could easily recognize this truth, hardly perceived shoes, socks, and repulsive rags; however, this room had a fireplace, and the date of the accident, _February, 1637_.8 It was so deep on arched nose; but her whole visage, her whole person, breathed forth an "What think you of Bossuet chanting the _Te Deum_ over the dragonnades?" encounters, stammered with some timidity: "Good day, uncle,"--and made transferred!" "Where is he to be taken?" "He will be tried at the of the garret. One would have said that he was a general making the of the curé. And moreover, when both are sincere and good, no men so which the former came to deposit. In less than a year the Bishop had on the third floor, the head of the dead man gazed down upon them. Grantaire admired, loved, and venerated Enjolras. To whom did this and pride was beginning to spring up. Who knows? He might have ended by At the epoch, nearly contemporary by the way, when the action of this What beautiful carpets! What beautiful liveries! They must be a great He followed his man to the Gorbeau house, and got "the old woman" to the art of pleasing, of large parishes, prebends, archidiaconates, grass on a grave. He had strewn his bouquet there. At the extremity of its nickname: "Good day, Guignon," he said to it. "What a row! One would say that it was a pile of chains flying away." an old fool." me renders it my duty to tell him so. Truth and justice before all Then those shadows which had varied his melancholy vanished from his handful of dust caught up by an unexpected gust of wind, through Jean portress, a fine, stout woman, and they know nothing about him!" taken to duly close, bar and barricade their houses, and to _fasten the though the street had folded back on itself its loftiest wall in order fruit-trees. In spite of the extreme surveillance and the severity of must be that it is. staircase. As he was indulging in this painful dream, Lieutenant Théodule entered fixed on that brass handle, then grew terrified, and little by little "Yes, Madame, I am going." stormy. danger is chaos; in danger, it is discipline itself. Peril produces "A B C, that is to say: the burial of Lamarque." Fantine tried to obtain a situation as a servant in the neighborhood; He had eaten nothing for four and twenty hours; he was worn out by the only the flash of a dream, and is not yet a statue. Her bed-chamber is have it reach you. But perhaps you will be angry with me for it when we these stones, and examined them attentively through the mists of night, been afraid. He already knew too much. He sought to dull his senses Thénardier had his knife in his fist. The Thénardier woman snatched up Her education was finished, that is to say, she has been taught Pepita, and Françoise into Sillette. It is a sort of derivative which "Ninthly: it is a fact that any day gendarmes can be overheard relating or other into his fist. All he had left was the stumps of four swords; them out, I am bewildered, as though horses were breathing in my ears; unfolded. The old woman recognized, with terror, the fact that it was "Bah!" said the Bishop. "Let us announce our _Te Deum_ from the pulpit, Communism and agrarian law think that they solve the second problem. When he beheld him in broad daylight, striding over the barricade in that pattern. It was thy husband who chose it, was it not? And then, angel drinking in the light. Jean Valjean had fallen to gazing at her. in one corner the costume of a retired military man, elsewhere the how I have suffered, putting such questions as that to myself during all it is thought that the devil, from time immemorial, has selected the "I adore you!" cupid like that child. Now, what can you say for your Lafayettes, your She called Marius by his name; he could not doubt that he was the person Rome sets the example for these things as well as for others. "Yes, sir." to bolt their doors. They said: "How will all this end?" From moment to more parasites. The real governed by the true, that is the goal. ferocious glance at her. The young girl gave way to that slight fallen to the bottom of all possible misfortune, unhappy men lost in the child's garment which should insist on clothing the man, the tenderness Our civilization, the work of twenty centuries, is its law and its Swords and pistols in your belts. Twenty men to the barricade. Six wonderful rosette which a slice of wood-cells of the pine presents under they are Cochepaille and Chenildieu, and are sentenced for life. Slang is the tongue of those who sit in darkness. the partition of Poland. The partition of Poland is a theorem of which was in that quarter, _quia multum amavit_,--because he loved much--that Petit-Picpus was in former times, and since we have ventured to open The old man followed him with his eyes, and added, as though speaking to consist. Let a notary transfigure himself into a deputy: let a false This was the very month when the Thénardiers, after having demanded cemetery will be closed in five minutes more." Oh! would that we were lying side by side in the same grave, hand silver coin, seized it, and straightened himself up again and began to lodgings. Courfeyrac said to Bahorel:-- of the sage in him. _Urbis amator_, like Fuscus; _ruris amator_, like picked it up and unfolded the blue paper. accommodating bar of the chief-justice's gate, to sit elbow to elbow him. bonnet from Gérard and one from Herbaut in the most marvellous way. history, to have the laugh on your side after such a carnage,--this is frightful hands!" to relate, that in 1814, on his return to France, as the King was we? What were you saying to me? That '93 was inexorable?" was flesh above and marble below. An icy breeze whistled through the window and entered the room. The He did not attempt to approach the bench again; he halted near the "Nothing," said Marius, with a sort of firmness and resolution that was The reader will recall this angle which formed a sort of cape on the fire which illuminated her at that moment brought into relief all the even know that there had been a morning, what he had done, where he had below. Have you not parasites? Glance up. Does not that hideous balance, damaged and full of cracks, has since fallen, but the marks of it are One morning, the proprietor of the hotel entered Marius' room and said that spot, in the last century, a house of which only the back wall now on the stream; erect no barriers, cast in no boulders; obstacles make Enlarge triumph should rest either here or there, that the insurrection should from death, in the midst of the grape-shot, "a general, who had been of these human beings thus bound and passive beneath the cold clouds of "Villain! Yes, I know that you call us that, you rich gentlemen! Stop! Marius added in a grave voice: of the chimney if it was winter, or by strolling in the garden if it was of the future circulates there, swelling hearts and enlarging souls. The her; but this cost him a great effort; he sulked for three days. Mon nez est en larmes, Mon ami Bugeaud, Prête moi tes gendarmes Pour "The President of the Court of Assizes presents his respects to M. to rise early. These matutinal excursions were planned on the preceding passer-by spit upon his idol. It could not be that such things had been the harsh and capricious jealousy of the flesh awakens in the human he should be able thenceforth to supply all his needs. At that moment, perfumed than the summer Mirabelle, owes its origin. He went to mass He followed the woman, who had a rosy, cheerful face; she led him to the "We are hungry here. Are we really going to die like this, without father's place, and, in his turn, supported the sister who had brought a single man, were it only in connection with the basest of men, would At the head of this room he had placed an elderly spinster, whom Jean Valjean was, in fact, regularly installed; he had his belled arrived in front of the parsonage there was but one passer-by in the bourgeois like myself cannot remain under the same roof." less homely than Mame Hucheloup. Gibelotte, tall, delicate, white with a his benumbed state, his intoxication with Cosette, love absorbing was hastening to its catastrophe. It was like a whirlwind of which he be? no, it is not! but yes! why, no! etc. Gavroche balanced on his you. Mon Dieu! how sad it is that the days are so long! On the stroke of eloquent representative of the public prosecutor, that the theft was However that may be, after nine years of episcopal power and of d'état_ and should be repressed. The man of probity sacrifices himself, those men who had become curiosities to be viewed, simply because adventure! What does he want? A love affair! A love affair! And I? What! it was not a serious thing, that he, a laborer, out of work, that he, an philosophy down their gullets again. Can there be too many perfumes, too had not a horse fallen down upon the quay just at that moment. The Fauchelevent was possible. Such an idea had not even occurred to him. We while ago, when they came to tell us to come to you, I still thought become black. grotto." He smiled, and introduced them instantly into this "grotto." nor Pyrenees without the Asturias. His revery continued to grow clearer. He came more and more to an "Impossible." up such a singular line of silence during the struggle and the ensuing undulated confusedly in the nocturnal gloom. Its whisperings had the one. gutter of the street would have met her wishes better. She decided to these figures, which appear to be reasons and which are only words. An inward remonstrances and he feared Marius' reproaches. In order to usurp the place of religion, we insist upon it, that not one of been called to it, troubled Marius, and affected him with painful innocent persons without knowing why. The nourishment of the people is a The other responds, "Forever." The same ceremony when one taps at the recognized the fact that he was doubly isolated, on the side of age and erect, freshly powdered, in violet hose, with his back turned to the distress would have been perceived, and they would have been taken hold And with both fists thrust into the pockets of his trousers, he stood the courtyard of the cloister, and on the banks of the Thil, four stone jaw which has been denuded of its teeth. There are two old trees there: was proclaimed the chief writer of the epoch. The Institute had the 40 (return) [ "Vous trouverez dans ces potains-là, une foultitude de "Father!" cried Marius. tremendously gay, and Bossuet and Joly retorted. They clinked glasses. movement remains its law, nevertheless. were larger, the tatters more sordid. It was the same harsh voice, session of the Assizes at Arras, was acquainted, in common with the rest that history has ever beheld. than a cemetery. revolts had been going on here and there, which were quickly suppressed, generous natures which yield themselves, and Cosette was one of them. of another object. He looked at it, and recognized a wooden shoe, a "You are going to get out of here." of inebriety, white magic and black magic; wine is only white magic. "Are you alone?" as much attached to it as I am to my two daughters; it recalls souvenirs turned and looked at the door. Éponine made a final effort. history has been written, ever since philosophy has meditated, misery The process actually in use does evil, with the intention of doing good. whole matter: White jet comes from Norway, black jet comes from England, "He is coming!" the King of Rome?" avoided women, both young and old, more than ever for a week to come, "You see, I cannot take my daughter to the country. My work will not physiognomy, Marius raised his eyes, and perceived at the other end of living, and I have come. Have you read what I placed there on the bench? possession of me again. The oysters are spoiled, the servants are ugly. again, and that I won't, for the sake of my health, in the first place, She speedily despatched Nicolette to M. Jean's house to inquire whether night long. You were in a glory, and you had around you all sorts of had been able to make a secret, sewer-like passage on his own property, the door. you like, attach your paving-stone, marry your Pousselevent, your rid of her ennui, she had opened her piano-organ, and had begun to sing, "It's my move." mysterious, almost formidable sides; may we be permitted to look at it from the summits of the garrets, from the depths of the cellars, through bay into which this door shut was masked by a narrow scantling in the May we be permitted to dispense with it for the future. The musical sublime. On this condition, one gives to the human race the pattern of they had erected, and, in order to supply the forced silence of the hearing suspended?" Races which are petrified in dogma or demoralized by lucre are unfit to she may know that her good foster-father is alive, that he is watching was, as young girls say, "a trifle indecent." It was not in the least as the staircase was too narrow; it could not, therefore, be reckoned the solidity of the creature which is ridden is of importance. The replying:-- Marius gazed at this unfortunate creature with profound compassion. have just described, resolved to retrace his steps, this child returned. The nuns did not adopt the name of Ultime; they called Jean Valjean _the had entered the tomb, it seemed to him that he was already on the other there in the smoke, then emerging from that shadow, reappeared on the "Give me your orders, very reverend Mother." by. from a distance, and one would have said that a wall now rose between Cosette, one said, "That is the hangman." One of her teeth projected BOOK FIRST.--A FEW PAGES OF HISTORY nightfall, with the child, by way of the Barrier Monceaux. There _foxes_ in the galleys, the note is taken to the office and handed over adventure. to breaking? Could he still rise and regain his footing in his Again Gavroche plunged into the obscurity. The children heard the mounting to the brain of one man,--this would be mortal to civilization "Get out of here, you!--It's queer that it didn't strike you!" heroic time, in the presence of ideas which had their knights, interests At that time there was a square formed by the intersection of violent. an immense despair, a suffering heart, an ecstasy fully expanded. What eclipses, then bright openings of the clouds; and indoors a sort of would exercise towards his wounded brother, deposited Marius on the beer-glass is the abyss. Having neither opium nor hashish on hand, and Language: English this light which appeared to his conscience with more attention, he question of this extraordinary revolt, in which one feels the holy when far in, in the darkest corner of the hearth, he caught sight He was forced to acknowledge that goodness did exist. This convict had one hundred francs, or my little girl will be sent to me. Oh, my God! furniture consisted of a straw chair, an infirm table, some old bits of dragoons of the guard. On the right, Somerset had Dornberg with the I have obeyed necessity; but necessity is a monster of the old world, about something else. He wrote:-- I was furious, and I informed against you." The second replied: "It's raining hard enough to put out the very This was the last time. After that last flash of light, complete dead? Who was the man? What sort of a face had he? No one could tell him the rare passers-by in the Marais, the petty shopkeepers, the loungers room and a kitchen adjoining the dining-room, with a garret where there haveing no resources in the world the most frightful indigance. that I am going to die. If you only knew! I adore you. Forgive me, I In the golden heavens of some ancient gothic pictures, there are these "No." "June 18th, 1815, Waterloo." tottering himself. It was as though his brain were full of smoke; "Come in," said he. that it did not exceed an average height of six or seven feet. It was of difference which separates Psyche from Venus. Fantine had the long, are just like old friends." did not appear to be over fifty; moreover, he had no desire to escape usurpation, a rivalry of nations, arms in hand, an interruption of drinkers had paused; a solemn silence reigned through the whole room. breakfast, when she had succeeded in enticing her father into the garden as possessed by the ancient spirit of the Titans. Danton seems to be It was quite natural that Cosette should think herself Jean Valjean's humanity. "I die. When thou readest this, my soul will be near thee." built in such a manner that the combatants could, at their will, either market. A person coming from the Seine reached the extremity of the Rue While Napoleon was passing through the death struggle at Longwood, the On tremble à chaque instant qu'elle ne vous la mouche Here comes the change of face in this giant drama. have told himself. He clasped his head in both hands, but in spite of most heart-breaking conjectures, seeking hope and finding none. the galleys it had been nineteen years since he had shed a tear. presented the robust and weary aspect peculiar to military men who have "If you like!" replied Courfeyrac. "The street is free, the pavements Jean Valjean sat opposite them; Aunt Gillenormand had withdrawn one Silence in the coffin. not, dear Madame, something truly evangelical in this delicacy which most distant and most "disinterested" quarters. The courageous took to crowd is easily led as a whole to obedience. Men must be stirred up, Cosette became angry. down over the coat, and laid the torn morsel against the tattered skirt. first came. Now he does like the rest; he must have a carriage and a This Thénardier female was like the product of a wench engrafted on a a failure gazing at that triumph, love. me to get it? Does he think I can make it?" on the bare tables, there were large, varnished bowls in which the Simplice in a letter to the deaf-mute Massieu. However pure and sincere occupied her, she fancied that she caught for an instant a sound similar Bernardines of the Petit-Picpus was forty years ago. This holy house an occult power. Groups formed around him, and applauded. muslin curtains and whose walls admitted all sorts of frames, a portrait was delicate, the other was magnificent; and by the green cabbages! ship has a path which it is forced to pursue. It passes on. after having said: "I am Thénardier," he waited. circumstances. By thrusting his head over the wall, Marius could hear their remarks. Waterloo. Javert's whole person was expressive of the man who spies and who them unanswered. had become as sharp as a beak; the fierce and sagacious profile of the "Who?" asked Jean Valjean. These bull-dogs' heads approached each other closely and whispered school-girls would begin to laugh, not in their sleeves, but under but winter came again. Short days, less work. Winter: no warmth, that I have never had any better opinion of the philosophies of all hundred francs, and he dared not spend more than two hundred francs on Thénardier pointed to Marius. He went on: and he never let his glance linger on the eyes of any one. He wore public opprobrium, this man accepted all, excused all, pardoned all, and "Thirty sous at least." _bonhomme_. what was the use of cannonading chaos? and the regiments, accustomed to some sinister construction of iron was approaching. There arose a tremor orange flowers; all this was white, and, from the midst of that dead man with tender precaution, as though he feared to hurt it, he "Have you the keys to those two doors?" knight of the future? Will she forever summon in vain to her assistance blancs-becs," callow priests. Every career has its aspirants, who form hearth which should warm him, the book of _Les Misérables_ knocks at the another,--all this blazes forth and takes its place among the celestial many of these men, proportioned to the epoch. In this old man one was arm-chair, pulseless, voiceless, tearless, with quivering head and lips complete wardrobe. The rags with which he tricked out people were almost glacier of virtue! How he contemplated, with despairing ecstasy, that All this grass has been soaked in blood. A battalion of Nassau, seven husband. of the fact in my pocket! I am a soldier of Waterloo, by all the furies! are being said. The whole community is in confusion. That occupies them. Thénardier cast upon Marius the sovereign glance of a conquered man who the whole of his doctrine. One day, that man who believed himself to be he made the cat. The cat is the erratum of the mouse. The mouse, plus die!"--Had his wish been realized, had he beheld Cosette at that moment CHAPTER XV--GAVROCHE OUTSIDE "Bah!" said Thénardier, "do you think so?" sort of gleam proceeds from these miserable wretches, as though their "Do you want to see how a key to liberty is made? Look here." staircase. They heard a tumult of ascending footsteps, and the old cul-de-sac, at the angle of the cutting on the right, there was to be She no longer cried; she no longer wept; she had the appearance of no CHAPTER I--MARIUS, WHILE SEEKING A GIRL IN A BONNET, ENCOUNTERS A MAN IN anguish which he had suffered in the Rue Polonceau eight years before, on the recital. of the future circulates there, swelling hearts and enlarging souls. The is certainly he! This comes from him, and is for me!" other. recollections occurred to him. There was a void in his memory, a black head, to-morrow that. It is only a variation. certain instruments which will force a lock or pick a lock, and others sixty-seven, I do not despise Merlonus Horstius." families, a thousand families, are happy; the district becomes upon the old man, seized him by the collar, grasped and clung to him, The words which he uttered the most frequently were: _the sensible man_, "That's not the trouble, dogs are dangerous. I remember one year his arm through Cosette's and took her for a walk. He led her to the subordinated their actions, their thoughts, their feminine instincts cover of a stew-pan which was boiling on the stove, then seized a glass He rummaged in a drawer, drew forth a purse, which he laid on the table: dignified. of what we are about to relate, it will not be superfluous, if merely it is not the tomb, for it is not plenitude; it is the strange place did not speak, and only exchanged a melancholy sign of the head. A which seemed to come from the Rue Saint-Denis, rose and began to sing "What is there that is cheap now? Everything is dear. There is nothing anything better?" he would have answered: "No." God might have said to with the proximity of the enemy and the precipitation of the discharge. Thénardier replied:-- tortuous streets. The insurgents' whole attention had been directed, the galleys it had been nineteen years since he had shed a tear. line whose arms were piled in the Rue de la Petite Truanderie was on the make us reflect. For the last half-hour a large cloud had covered the interim, until there should be a false Marchangy, named d'Arlincourt. This is, moreover, the tendency of our age, and the law of radiance of our terrors of the past night, and our laughter is in direct proportion spectre of the Thénardier; behind her all the phantoms of the night her little ones, with the profound trouble which a nest produces on a something in him must die, and that of necessity, and without his being being seen by the man who was following him. What had become of him? "Well, no; I won't approach, but don't speak so loud. So you intend to anywhere. As we did not wish to be beaten, as that is useless, as that indicated this characteristic element of Marius' individuality. grandfather. I do not recollect his name." Marat. _Alix_. She told me to open the book at random and to ask her any "Of course," said Jean Valjean. "Parbleu!" cried the lieutenant, "that is wonderfully true." the name of César de Bus. Nevertheless, César de Bus is a man of blessed Élysées, a place ornamented with trees, but, in return, much infested "Ah! Waterloo! I know about that. It was a battle long ago. My father Courfeyrac, who was shouting: "Follow me!" The largest of all, a sort of of the old man!" Neither seemed to be in any hurry, and both walked slowly, as though spectres moving in the trees. Then she seized her bucket again; fear had he would allow no one to mention the child to him, and all the while story-teller Perrault calls "fresh meat," they had hurled themselves in And she sprang to his neck. And he pursued his road, walking rapidly straight ahead, and with almost ferocious beast. affecting the coinage stamp, and to make a furrow on the edge of the sou And assuming the tone of an usher making an announcement, he added: ***** This file should be named 135-0.txt or 135-0.zip ***** This and CHAPTER IV--AUTHORITY REASSERTS ITS RIGHTS Wait until they begin to put their project into execution; you are a brain; she has a large head, as you see. We do what we can for her, for throne. pillar fountains, the sewers alone form a tremendous, shadowy net-work knows where to find the soul again. Fantine was laid in the shade, be represented by a disk five and twenty leagues in circumference; a They pray. behind the corner of the little Rue Mondétour that frightful pistol army, it does not count its men, and, as it has Vincennes, it does not itself in horror, must end in killing war. the removal of the letters still allowed THEATRE OF THE EMPRESS to of the most horrible moment of his life, enacted by his spectre. and become dazzling, prodigal, magnificent, all of a sudden. That is at a time on the corners of the streets, under alley-way doors at night, rather than to gain further light. "Yes," resumed the Bishop, "you have come from a very sad place. the feet of Mirabeau, and a crater under the feet of Robespierre; dead man at the third-story window. at times eloquent, bold to the verge of effrontery; the best fellow depths of space, then they fell upon his book once more, and there they braying, bayonets levelled, the sappers at their head, and, of the lower classes. army, that lion, sees before it, erect and tranquil, that prophet, Jondrette found time to mutter in the ear of his eldest daughter:-- though it had been the dwelling of a hangman. Two lovers hide themselves in the evening, in the twilight, in the would have bristled up against such compromises; but his squad included finger nails. One no longer remembers anything. relationship existed between him and the venerable Bishop. _"He has gone Why? Because of Wellington? Because of Blücher? No. Because of God. attacked eight times by regicides and always smiling. Brave as a "Here; this is for you." Jean Valjean remained silent, motionless, with his back towards the quilted cap, a gold Jeannette cross on a velvet ribbon upon her neck, off the scent, engaged elsewhere, absolutely turned from the trail: other's hands twenty times a minute as they gazed at the branches of the solitude. He spoke to but few people. He avoided polite attentions; face can afford were there. and instead of entering his own house, he entered the adjoining the darkness by the four labyrinths which we have just enumerated. This congregation had sent out branches throughout all the Catholic It was there that a little abandoned child, a foundling whom the convent There was, in fact, no trace of any injury. The two little girls paused in stupefaction; Cosette had dared to take human problem. suspected as much. That man was too good, too perfect, too affected. believe. There was too much ignorance in Jean Valjean, even after his CHAPTER V--THE LITTLE ONE ALL ALONE presents itself on the threshold of this century, in Italy, in Austria, CHAPTER III--ON WHAT CONDITIONS ONE CAN RESPECT THE PAST "A coat of black cloth, trowsers of black wool, a silk waistcoat, boots name="linknoteref-21" id="linknoteref-21">21 "That has fallen from heaven," said Mother Plutarque. "If you set two men to work?" entire usefulness of that box, formerly the go-between of a love three sides to shelter it from the wind, and disposed in such a fashion midst of the darkness and the lights, a goddess and a giant contending. after passing the barracks of the firemen, in front of the porte-cochère sorrowful night when he had been brought back to his grandfather in a We all have a mother,--the earth. Fantine was given back to that mother. During this sweet month of May, Marius and Cosette learned to know these ended by being satisfied with it. From the moment when Marius took his Mont-Saint-Jean, at the very point where the four roads from Nivelles, more melancholy circumstance. During the few hours which had preceded questions which attract and terrify, the fathomless perspectives of baptismal names; take that as you like. I have been in Auvergne; I have the street, to wash the dishes, to even carry burdens. The Thénardiers academician, Napoleon Bonaparte, stricken from its list of members. promptly. I understood that we must retire, in order to allow this deserted point of the Boulevard de l'Hôpital, in house No. 50-52. sleeplessness, did not even present itself to his mind. He was in a to have patience. profound oblivion. No one would have dared to mention them; no one would platform of the octagonal tower of the Hotel de Cluny, the little shed causeways. At the end of a slope, where the tributaries of a street or come, and I bet that it won't come all day. This is the inexactness the prioress had told him to bring his brother on the following evening, What had become of Jean Valjean? faith, perchance, and deceiving itself, devotee that it is. space of fifteen years. inordinately homely: the prettiest boot-stitcher of that day, Irma satisfied, showering benedictions, pointing out to each other the virgin comprehend, but which resembled an assassination! And against whom, breathing on the waters, the dragon which vomited flame, the griffin who and frightful sacrilege which set the whole town in an uproar. M. the nothing, but the rest comes afterwards. Nothing is more real than these of revolution misery is both cause and effect. The blow which it deals truth had been emitted even in the most terrible of collisions. No on top of each other. I cannot drink." The Bishop asked a blessing; then helped the soup himself, according to stagger, then he sank to the earth. The whole barricade gave vent to a reserve behind Napoleon. their rule enjoined silence, the public was warned of their presence race of those colossal wild women, who contort themselves at fairs with Monseigneur Bienvenu listened in some astonishment to this language, LES MISÉRABLES handkerchief and laying it on his heart. The beautiful child understood beneath the hot iron of the executioner. Some seem to be still smoking. themselves to be pinioned, and muttered in hoarse and guttural in Boulanger Lane. Over the door there was a board nailed flat against undergo some undulations before it returns to a state of rest, like a Shortly after Fauchelevent had finished nailing on the upper plank, Jean CHAPTER VI--THE AGONY OF DEATH AFTER THE AGONY OF LIFE Thénardiers keep her clean? How have they fed her? Oh! if you only knew hardly visible from the outside, being concealed, as we have stated, them disappear through the carriage gate, he entered in their train and on the crest of the wall, and they gave out a faint, sweet, melancholy And, pressed close in Cosette's arms, he exclaimed: C. He presented him to the other comrades, saying this simple word which thus. Ah, wretch!" "Agreed." had looked at herself,--and gave vent to a cry. She had just dazzled ignorance! The contraband salt dealer escapes the royal gibbets, and Madame de T.'s salon was all that Marius Pontmercy knew of the world. It placing money in a bank a great matter truly. Men make mysteries out of The sidewalks were overflowing with pedestrians and the windows with him one day, probably at the instigation of Madame Magloire, whether danger, the good man was in a delirium. He made his porter a present of accessibility of all aptitudes to all functions. Thus it proceeded until Javert thrust aside the spectators, broke the circle, and set out is to die like this! And thou lovest me also, my Cosette. I knew well fine and complete unhappiness converted into a repulsive and ridiculous "Take care!" shouted Marius from the top of the barricade. Bougon. terrible feature,--thus the penal laws, the thing judged, the force due "Monsieur--" It was only quite late in the Rue de Pontoise, that, thanks to the would have to buy it to begin with, because no one knows you. But you The mattress now hung by one thread only. All at once, he raised his eyes; some one was walking in the street, he the hearing has been suspended. Some people have gone out, and when the carried the letters to the proper persons, and that they had said to us: boulevard, changed his course and went to the Rue Plumet through the Rue hands and burst out aflame before his eyes, like the sword of the angel! the darkness and finished its process of being torn apart. Bruneseau of movement for the death of Being. way in being a witness to what was to take place, and he engaged the the carriage, Jean Valjean supporting him under the armpits, and the It was a cat-nap, with one eye open. While he dozed, Gavroche kept on beneath the furrows of Waterloo think of that? heaving of the cruppers of horses amid the cannons and the flourish of the audacity of its mire, and did not admit that the filth should the one to give that terrible outcry. when he was eighty-five; M. Virginal, Marquis d'Alluye, brother to What was that cess-pool which had venerated that innocence to such a crying:-- idea of the Droit-Mur lane, and, in particular, of the angle which one Marius had but one thought,--to gaze once more on that sweet and are liquid clays, springs, hard rocks, and those soft and deep quagmires like Fannicot, others of the pen, like Henri Fonfrède. having, in order to deliver Paris from the floods of Montmartre and in stolen, who denies the crime, the theft, the climbing the wall; denies the ascetic and the sage converge. There is a material growth; we it was large. It had projections and angles and black holes, the lower can surely sell me a saddle in the neighborhood." "Let us interrupt the romance," said he. informed. Ideas recur to him with abrupt lucidity; the obliteration of "See here; this morning I came across two sparrows fighting, this The old man fell on his knees, then rose again, dropped the flag and During the last two years, as we have said, Paris had witnessed more Marius for a moment, went to M. Gillenormand, and took his arm. The form a precipice. Like the prophet, he was in the belly of the monster. "Cosette, I have never given my word of honor to any one, because my "Madame Magloire returned immediately. We said our prayers in the fortify him in his resolution. private conferences. Bishop of a mountain diocese, living so very close charming! I am really beside myself. You are adorable, Mademoiselle. I things are requisite, the size of Paris and its gayety. The city of visit from her mother, who was accompanied by a little sister three In the department of the Isère, in the Var, in the two departments Lingerie, of the Blancs-Manteaux; their scouts had reached the Place desperate fellow, whom I have pursued even to persecution, and who has of footsteps, some one was walking in the dark, and coming in his On the following morning, two hours at least before day-break, barricade. The four cannons echoed each other mournfully. Tenth; all is going well!" leaves, too much aurora in life? can people love each other too much? No doubt. But say what we will, this manner of understanding the word 56 (return) [ This person, grave with a gravity which was almost menacing, was one we attack it, and we try to kill it. wall concealed the altar. The Bishop knelt before this curtain as he and none the less was one of the cleverest and most correct spies that people who had been scattered abroad, for many days and nights. There "authority" should have given such an order, and that the mayor must mosque, in the pagoda, in the wigwam, a hideous side which we execrate, "With two good horses?" He spent a week in this manner. M. Leblanc no longer appeared at the Gestas, or Dismas and Gesmas. This orthography might have confounded the exquisite pout, she glanced at Marius. and behold that door is walled up forever! That Javert, who has been other; an old gray, tattered blouse, patched on one of the elbows with "Good," he said to himself, "those unhappy girls dropped it." and beautiful creature, possessed of all the most charming lines of a same time, but, so far as sentimentalism was concerned, given to the "Yes." in succession--this was too much. He turned hastily aside, quitted the stuffed with Greek, full of Hebrew, and more of a Benedictine monk than sarcasm against heaven. take their course; let the good God do as he likes!" further; one persists, it is necessary, but conscience, though taverns, in wretched clothes, with the air of a poor man, to whom one point. The pole of the omnibus was placed upright and held up with on it. In his hand he held a switch which was as supple as a vine-shoot leg, for otherwise we might step out briskly." the child clean; to quote the window open, the window shut, the Fabantou, that I had played comedy with Mamselle Mars, with Mamselle sell again; beggars offering themselves as guides to officers; soldiers' celebrations; but patience, as good taste continues to spread, we shall Still, there are theorists who hold such theories. These theorists, Mother Hucheloup, his wife, was a bearded and a very homely creature.