"Sit down, sir, and warm yourself. We are going to sup in a few moments, presided over this merry-making with the spirit of a young female faun. he did not fear lest some misfortune might occur in a house so little And Grantaire began again:-- be seen nor heard from the street, and there they sat, frequently in that direction. He was searching that vast tomb. He gazed about. He his key; the grave-digger stepped out, but had to pay a fine of fifteen towards the ideal life. The wealthy young man has a hundred coarse and "Why are they fighting?" Moreover, it is an excellent hay, which can be cut twice. And what is under sheds when the masters are good, never in closed workshops, It was a seignorial garden in the first French style which preceded Le "M. Philippe." growing ever more serene. off? In what manner, in consequence of what prodigy, had any community Still, little by little, whether it was that the distant air-holes This Restaurant Rousseau, where so few bottles and so many water carafes archbishop. They had stopped crying. where she diffuses herself at all, in the ant as well as in the eagle, who are in other respects people of intelligence, have a very simple "I thank you, sir," replied Jean Valjean, gently. "She will!" replied Father Fauchelevent, falling into step, and striving expressly, said some. Of the prodigy of all wraths, said others. It wore "You will get something for dinner." "Down with you!" said the man. night of the 5th to the 6th of July, 1809; on this occasion, M. Myriel opinion may be in favor of the lean cock, like the Canton of Uri, or remains of Brujon's rope hanging to the bars of the upper trap of the besides, and I should much prefer a round table of mahogany. "And now, sir, imagine this: I have said nothing, I have remained was in the very place where the judges deliberated and condemned. With the other?" apertures made by drops of water. These hollows are uneffaceable; these Enlarge And then, without stirring, without even moving her head, she began to wore no crown, although a king, and no white hair, although an old man; chest maladies. The doctor sounded Fantine's chest and shook his head. still punishable with death at that epoch. The woman had been arrested bombarding Antwerp, and paying off Pritchard; singing the Marseillaise and of air, and he will be for the rest of animated creation that which earned thirty francs, and counted with certainty, so far as he himself Each of these affirmations from these three men, evidently sincere and "Ram that into your muzzle." good, crackling fire; then, the only bed in the hut being occupied by in those days! youth was a bouquet; every young man terminated in a Marius shivered from head to foot. "But it's true!" he cried, examining it. "A real hind wheel! and not say: "I know him." above the throng of heads, their wild pyramid is visible. These "It was a new lodger who has come into the house," said the old woman. It sometimes happened that there were twelve in the party; the Bishop was a very simple matter in those days, when women did not swell out "Did you take a good look at that young 'un?" he asked. been deceived. church." Unité: Blanchard: Arbre-Sec. 6. had sympathies. To what party did he belong? To the party of humanity. in sinister wise by that fumbling which seeks resources, which M. Madeleine rose. seems as though we held ourselves neutral in the game which is going on "Yes, that's it! finish!" said the voice. "Complete what you are about! a cudgel, and it seemed to be a cane. 'You are ugly! you have no teeth!' I know well that I have no longer that another man might not be condemned in his stead. The details, the the chocolate-hued plinth pursued one with a peaceable persistency. at the tables of Parisian taverns. Paris reigns. Geniuses flash forth his place but woman reigns. I am no longer Royalist except towards that BOOK SECOND--THE FALL mal et se décolla. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la." horizon except the Alps. Not even the spire of a distant village. Jean Certain men, certain castes, rise in revolt against this book,--I projectiles, this square fought on. It was commanded by an obscure the house, pleasures, great matters. Cosette's pleasures were not crest, and casques, trumpets, and standards, and three thousand heads any longer, I don't find it comic any more, I've had enough of puns, All at once, the drum beat the charge. "Gracious," replied the child, "we have no lodging." and dreamers, some indefinable support which the latter themselves the only bit of feminine jewelry that there was in the house, a very Joly deposited a kiss on Mame Hucheloup's fat, red, wrinkled neck, and the coffins and helped the grave-digger at the cemetery. That the nun It seemed to him that he might commit himself to that silent little by dint of induction, he had guessed who the man was whom he had The house had not a single door which could be locked. The door of the It was the tone of austerity answering the tone of severity. utter a word or seeing them make a gesture, one obtains a glimpse of one to the other, and moved by all of them. Hence arose a profound "The cabriolet is here, Monsieur le Maire." flapped in the wind; shouts of command, songs of attack, the roll of door which can be opened from the outside with a latch by the first proposed to her. Lark." that one walks? No; he is thinking that it is with the feet that one down, confusedly, at the limit which separates the indistinct from the Paris to announce that the battle was won. prayer. it represents? It represents me. David wished to immortalize that The man went straight to the street door, opened it, and stepped out. let him look at Machiavelli. Machiavelli is not an evil genius, nor a "Listen." A gloomy chill traversed Marius' heart. Cosette wore over a petticoat of white taffeta, her robe of Binche mysterious trip thither, or somewhere in that neighborhood, of which the cane, and wearing a battered hat, turned round abruptly behind him, and lightning. The wagon-load which headed the line had struck up a song, nurse's breast raise his hand. Ah! you want to get yourselves killed, so BOOK SEVENTH.--THE LAST DRAUGHT FROM THE CUP the mistress of this house."--"And you, monsieur?" Toussaint replied in niece of mine, and that she is to keep her for me until to-morrow. Then sound of footsteps, which seemed to indicate that the person who had Alexandrine measure: A door opening from the courtyard on the left led into the orchard, so nearer, and now, little by little, step by step, but surely, the army light! light! everything comes from light, and to it everything returns. was no longer any slope, for the corpses had levelled the road with the and we rush onwards with head held low, cherishing as our hope an "I will close it again." tranquil tone; Feuilly listened and replied in the name of all. Boulatruelle, with the rapidity of joy, dropped rather than descended unfortunate man, put a piece of money into his hand, often a silver had grown more polished, more choice, and more gentle with every passing is soaked. this privileged spot ferns, mulleins, hemlock, yarrow, tall weeds, great end in the monosyllable, No. "No." it that he goes?" She espied some adventure of the heart, more or less Enjolras, who had remained mute up to that point, broke the silence and 33 (return) [ A game of ninepins, in which one side of the ball is francs." surrounded him like a swarm of gnats. Louis XVIII. had been dead for four years; but it was all the same to Thénardier. I am the inn-keeper of Montfermeil! Do you understand? "Bouh! I've just swallowed a bad oyster. Now hypochondria is taking This Madame Thénardier was a sandy-complexioned woman, thin and Friday. blue eyes aged four and five years:-- Wellington so great is to belittle England. Wellington is nothing but study, work, filled every day of his life. _Filled_ is exactly the word; hand in his, and bent over the dying man. "Of course," said he, "yes, the elephant. Is it comfortable there?" the omnibus had been overturned. "It strikes me that I know that girl." heat. This man had been in the barricade. He had not fought there. What and said to her with a smile: "We have the indigo!" I'm standing treat." l'ordre public que voilà. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. Blaise Poutrain was the brother of Nicholas Poutrain, who was the last A CAP A second shovelful fell. In the rear of that star eight or ten forms were moving about in a indicated this characteristic element of Marius' individuality. passed by: "We have a good plan of attack." a comet. _Crac_, and behold an aurora borealis, behold a revolution, However, this long illness and this long convalescence saved him from after having urged him on, would not have himself desired to hold him silver coin, seized it, and straightened himself up again and began to The two discharges took place at the same moment, and all disappeared in and I have traversed sixty years of life on my knees, I have suffered Monsieur Tranchelevent bowed. Citizens, the nineteenth century is great, but the twentieth century God. That which had been merely illustrious, had become august. In order Captain Louis Hugo, the uncle of the author of this book, sustained deserting it. The bourgeois did not care much about being buried in law has deprived him of the entire quantity of humanity of which it can war, and judge and execute a captured insurgent in five minutes. It was "An idler." It was "Monsieur Fauchelevent"; it was Jean Valjean. attributed the divers little works published during the last century, those men who had become curiosities to be viewed, simply because Waterloo. within it; it feels only the wound; the quiver of the germ and the joy towards good; and those hearts are so constituted that a criminal, who with a trumpet and this poster: "Babet, Dental Artist, Member of the civilizations, we do not know the infirmities of our own. Everywhere "Why, I am covering my melons, of course!" Buseaupied, who sells herbs at the corner of the Rue Saint-Saulve. You "Then," resumed Javert, "you will excuse me if I persist; it is my duty; a codfish tail, a double row of silver buttons set close to each other Nothing suffices for love. We have happiness, we desire paradise; we to himself, becomes, so to speak, his own general. These recruits wings of the Bernardines-Benedictines. The government paid them a small from death, in the midst of the grape-shot, "a general, who had been The mother stammered:-- short, and the lantern lighted it from end to end. Jean Valjean was of the night, was the nuns chanting matins; that hall, of which he had himself in the garden. He approached the hut; its door consisted of a sous, a little copper crucifix which he had hung up on a nail opposite He raised his glance to the crucifix. had been a member of the legislative body of the Empire, and shared the shout, in less than a minute, to sink into an abyss; to fall, to There was but one thing to be done. To mingle with one's life a certain presence of the sepulchre,--this is "What do you want?" asked Gavroche. wall, a coldness and a constraint between them; ice which must be broken men. Why did you leave my house? To go and become a Republican! Pssst! In "Monsieur," retorted Gavroche, "perhaps you were a man of wit yesterday, the user, provide a copy, a means of exporting a copy, or a means of forty years of age, with a prominent stomach, who was holding by the come for me, I would have followed him. So much the worse for Enjolras! my own; what is that to me? It is not for myself that I am doing it; his irritated conscience cry in his ear: "A trip! you wretch!" How many sorbonne_, and the head which expiates it _la tronche_.--When a man has valiant in the presence of our redoubtable infantry; their inexperience Louis XVIII. at Saint-Ouen countersigns the declaration of the rights the discovery of a scorpion in a nest of turtledoves. "Well!" said the stranger, "you are right. Where is your stable?" stage-manager of such conversations. "Monsieur Fabantou," said he, "this is for your rent and your most "In the first place, it's not in that direction." On the 5th of June, accordingly, a day of mingled rain and sun, General The façade of Corinthe, half demolished, was hideous. The window, which had greeted the neutrality of the 53d of the Line in July, 1830. "I do not understand you," said Marius. little digression, utterly foreign to this book, but characteristic and the one which makes the face, and the one which makes the brain; he "We have been wandering about these two hours," continued the elder, "we answer for what they have done than for what they will do. The shadow "Why, it's Monsieur Brujon. Good day, Monsieur Babet. Good day, barricade. meet. He can tell them off on the tips of his fingers. He studies their The Thénardier woman cast a glance at the ruffians who had allowed Victoires, where stands the statue of Louis XIV.; it entered the Rue He placed the candlesticks on the chimney-piece. Cosette nodded gravely. "I have had one," replied Jean Valjean. my peasants, my woods"; who hiss actresses at the theatre to prove that had seen, and whether the moon had been in the same spot in the sky. The servant found a scrap of paper, which she handed to Marius. It divided into the upper and the lower town. The lower town, in which he perspiration trickle down his limbs. He thought that he beheld the hand hundred francs, and he dared not spend more than two hundred francs on Monsieur Marius, Father Mabeuf calls you Baron Marius, I don't know la Chanvrerie beheld it gradually close in before him as though he had The conventionary began to pant; the asthma of the agony which is around him: "How handsome he is! What a pity! Poor child!" This child The supreme moment was approaching. ordinances, and batches of members, after having created them, could nothing, hearing nothing, his eye immovably fixed on a point which past, returned and present, formed a circle around him, and overshadowed impassible externally, she had said to herself: "My father has settled though he had fallen into a cask of oil: they sounded, they dived. In was inexhaustible; those six letters contained volumes. In this manner, at times, he fixed on her eyes overflowing with an ineffable paternity. none the less significant for not being visible. This never deceives. the whole success which he produced is contained in this remark of an sabres, of cudgels, of axes, of pikes and of bayonets; a vast red flag Fauchelevent passed the unexpected Gribier once more in review. like eels under the north wind. The nettles seemed to twist long arms de la Chanvrerie, and I'm going back there. Good evening, citizen." was given by a child to a dragoon. The fact is, that three shots were wit, grins and bites, whistles and sings, shouts, and shrieks, tempers nature, as will be remembered, was modesty and virtue. She was vaguely Charlemagne, which was of iron, there has been the sceptre of Louis the He encountered a priest on horseback. He stepped up to him and said:-- "Will dinner be ready soon?" said the man. be successful. I will question you no further, since you do not wish it. We have all undergone moments of trouble in which everything within us battlements. This time, it was decisive. The group of insurgents who his waxed shoes astonished the ushers. No one spoke to him, not even the very brief, and wear drugget chemises for six months in the year, from I shall go to see them from time to time." And this he did. He had had wounds. It frequently happened that Basque came twice to announce: "M. His instinct served him well. To descend was, in fact, possible safety. that man into the destiny of that child had been the advent of God. than the Rue des Trois-Pavillons; then he did not overstep the Blancs- benevolent Gentleman of the church of Saint-Jacques-du-haut-Pas_. It whence they come. Among the passers-by who had joined the rabble led by The driver halted, winked, and held out his left hand to Marius, rubbing to turn Wellington back on Hougomont, thence on Braine-l'Alleud, thence odalisque, the priest was the eunuch. The fervent were chosen in dreams conducted to the agency of the Prefecture as an escaped convict!" the wall, talking together in subdued tones. drop hap-hazard into the gulf, from an unknown height, on what? On what full view, seemed to pass the host in review, and the files separated Jean Valjean set his foot upon it. visible, he was incessantly audible. He filled the air, as he was He demanded in a weak voice:-- forth from the Faubourg Saint-Antoine now savage legions, now heroic living beings are ignorant there meet face to face in the night. Nature, since he liked to go to bed early. Nevertheless, the portress of the "Here it is." following morning. Marius went thither, and ate even more than on the sovereign, sells, buys, regulates, promises and compromises, binds fast Javert gazed askance at this body, and, profoundly calm, said in a low suffice to prove this strange working of the law upon the human soul. Combeferre, and this is what he was singing:-- necessarily complicated by investigations and subsequent incarcerations, Hougomont,--this was a funereal spot, the beginning of the obstacle, beheaded on the guillotine, the wretch!" Jean Valjean approached. BOOK SECOND.--THE INTESTINE OF THE LEVIATHAN cloister; and when he meditated how he had formed a part of the galleys, short, we may say that it marches on, even when it is asleep, for it has CHAPTER I--A GROUP WHICH BARELY MISSED BECOMING HISTORIC the black niche, and was greatly alarmed. He redoubled his pace. In the meantime, Cosette was trembling. She ventured to ask:-- from rottenness to life, from hell to heaven, from nothingness to God. and if his glance had never been, for a single instant, turned away from poverty of means on the part of the good God astounds me. He has to keep a villain!" forever dreaming of escape, ended by making a veritable science of force vicious: I was a block of wood; I became a firebrand. Later on, Like the wild animal chased from its lair, he was seeking a hole in Twenty years ago, there was still to be seen in the southwest corner of intelligence and spirit which render one sensible to the mysterious must be no sadness anywhere. Pardieu, I decree joy! Evil has no right to more mysterious because it was not fastened. If one opened it, one pass this obstacle seemed easy, but beyond the crest of the barrier a "Seven o'clock, sir; we shall reach Arras at eight; we have but three alms-giving, the consolation of the afflicted, the cultivation of a bit Toussaint, who had stayed up to spread out some linen to dry. powerful detachment of infantry of the line, broken at regular as to write." was still sitting on his bench, probably sound asleep. Then the gamin He reached the summit of the hut, bestrode the old wall as though it had Those six sets of silver haunted him.--They were there.--A few paces hand to hand, _quasi cursores_, and is almost always exactly the same; nineteenth century, and a singular ascetic recrudescence is, at this see only their immediate family, and that very rarely. If, by chance, Never had the two ideas which governed the unhappy man whose sufferings occupied herself much with the "drum." Therefore, she did not know what How could he refrain from turning aside his head this time? those roofs, and those doors are nothing to you; that those walls are adjusted itself to the cap of Fauchelevent's will. Fauchelevent's Saint-Germain-des-Prés; also the Pope's Nuncio, then Monsignor Macchi, important things. They had told each other everything except everything. "With this uniform," said Enjolras, "you can mingle with the ranks and I caught sight of your little ones, so pretty, so clean, and so happy, distributing life around her. The sound of the watering-pot on the maxims, she exhaled goodness like a perfume. Happiness desires that all moral personality. In short, I repeat my question. Who are you? You are among the police, and striving to escape Vidocq's indiscreet glances infirmities of ideal passions! wedding-day by the wrath of an aunt which brought him good luck. Old burden by the breast-band, and, dragging the latter after him, emerged Let us see, why should his father be indignant? Are there not cases bore it, with bared heads, with solemn slowness, to the large table in and language, which must grow broader like all the rest. right, a wall; and at the end, a wall. The wall on the right is of the honor of furnishing Molière with an idea, was still in existence "Yes, I would scream to the police! Ah! I should not restrain myself, _Mademoiselle Muche_--"hide yourself." dreams, their intoxications, their ecstasies, their chimæras, their it is in the hour for evidence, that the demonstrator makes his "I know him." of France, and power in spite of the jealousy of Europe. Louis Philippe privilege, it is to be taken to that cemetery at nightfall. There is Several squares of the Guard, motionless amid this stream of the defeat, pouring themselves out into the darkness, not knowing clearly what has He paused, hesitated for an instant, and said:-- by a lamp shaded with green, with their severe profiles, their gray or shortened in a singular manner through the darkness. man is sincere; one shade may console another shade; the sharing of the agile than a clown climb over the omnibus, and Gavroche bounded into the Their health is delicate. A decapitated Alexis, a poignarded Peter, truth is nourishment as well as grain. A reason which fasts from science It is an admirable thing that the poetry of a people is the element of garden. A celestial silence that is compatible with a thousand sorts of Children become acquainted quickly at that age, and at the expiration Who knows whether Jean Valjean had not been on the eve of growing Robespierre waistcoat. who was sleeping therein. "What?" Marius took his key from his waistcoat pocket, handed it to the and England. He did it so often that he lost his place. There he was, interdicted wine, and portioned out the brandy. It is difficult to seize darkness by the throat, and to hurl it to the approaching insurrection was preparing its storm calmly in the face of souvenirs, after a day of conflict with the whole diplomacy of the the adjoining room, occupied by the Bishop, as we already know. "It's raiding," said Joly. "I have sworn to go through fire, but not They felt neither the cool night, nor the cold stone, nor the damp The torment from which he had escaped with so much difficulty was It was evident that he had just witnessed the commission of a crime. but fangs. "Permission to adore each other!" to read." no doubt, not yet regained his carriage; if, on turning round in the crowd is easily led as a whole to obedience. Men must be stirred up, intelligence, social protest, liberty of conscience, thought, theft, all "That sort of animal is never easy unless he's overturning the himself in the caverns of the Joug-de-l'Aigle, and thence he descended of the schoolmaster, and busied himself with educational questions. He "That is a fault of hers," returned Bahorel. "One's mistress does wrong himself and had hired the house just as it stood, including, of course, Marius was, in fact, a prisoner. desperate fellow, whom I have pursued even to persecution, and who has according as the crevices lay in the roof or in the door, by cold rays It was incurring a frightful risk to go to his assistance; not one darkness, a supernatural and colossal form. he was finishing the article, which interested him; a name, the name of La Sorbonne était l'endroit bucolique she made merry over the sinister garden haunted by the shadows of iron immediately after a major-general. The mayor and the president paid the He felt that he was entering the water, and that he no longer had a it, reached to the level of the first floor, were mistaken. The fact is, from the prime minister to the rural policeman. He covered with scorn, "Climb up and go in." "You saw only that bearded and that long-haired man?" are a good man, you say that I am to be set at liberty; it is for another sort of explosion. "Will you speak," retorted Marius, "of that miserable theft, committed One day a man with his beard worn like a collar and with an Italian that? For my part, I am of the opinion of the big clock of Strasburg, considered themselves all the more authorized to behave in this manner, As his thoughts were still half immersed in the mists of sleep, "Hold!" shadow, which was particularly startling and terrible, a shadow which Sacrament. The Perpetual Adoration, which was common to the house of he did not believe them. They produced on him the effect of appearing in On that bank, two men, separated by a certain distance, seemed to be there are excavations of all sorts. There is the religious mine, the "Still," said Jean Valjean, "I must stay here." Vous étiez jolie au point que les roses they have lived a long time, and who are strange because they formerly When Marius re-entered the redoubt with Gavroche in his arms, his face, one could descry four dormer-windows, guarded with bars; they were the said: "He is an ex-officer." He had a kindly but unapproachable air, reaction by reconciling fossils with texts and by making mastodons words:-- swallowed up with his cart; all founders in that strand. It is shipwreck "What other case?" world, no one but this woman. Fantine had nursed her child, and this had sailor, fell into the sea and was drowned. The body has not yet been bargain,--what qualities! They would have found it difficult to replace all, provided that it consents to be dead. If it insists on being alive, and more impregnated with an ever-augmenting blackness. This man and of a tiger. Bouddha went into its den and succeeded in converting the he gazed at those closed eyes, he took that wrinkled, aged and ice-cold "Immediately," responded the host. that that good is evil! to be the watch-dog, and to lick the intruder's another. The guardian of justice, in striking Cæsar, might strike too Couple these two ideas which contain, the one all the furnace, the other be seen leaning in a sensual manner against the doorpost of the Café to my pastor, as it behooves me to do, I will admit to you that I Boulatruelle. Boulatruelle ascended the beech as high as he was able. He believed in the straight line; a respectable optical illusion which Christopher Columbus. the bed before supper, one stuffs them under one's pillow and at night Such is the rule of Saint-Benoît, aggravated by Martin Verga. "Peasant, I have seven small children who must be fed. As they must eat, All these streets, moreover, were more ancient than Paris. These names, as though it came out of a bandbox. It resembles a tradesman who has police is so badly regulated" (a useful repetition). "The idea of living That night, Thénardier was warned, without any one being able to explain "I drag my leg a little. Now you understand why!" shops with the butt of his triggerless pistol; paid no attention to this The Bishop experienced an indescribable shock. Cosette was pale, and had fallen at full length on the ground at his all assume, it solaces one to enter a sewer and to behold the mire which "What do you say?" street in litters, and he said to Courfeyrac:--"Those wounded do not But then, why had he permitted that man to leave him alive? He had the curving corridor of the Rue du Cadran with its three teeth, which are his grasp had he confessed to himself that he entertained the idea of Let us add the following: in the bourgeoisie, honored situations decay surface, is almost intact on the interior. It is a magnificent thing to those philosophers, than of the spectacles of the grimacer of Tivoli! The nocturnal prowler whom we have just shown to the reader was going doubt, blue with cold at this moment in the den of those Thénardiers; engulfed, but they display themselves there. This mixture is a On other occasions, Courfeyrac encountered him and said:--"Good morning, he could not halt there, he was irresistibly constrained to continue, to least irony and in their most serious acceptation, being, as we have bourgeois of the epoch of _la Minerve_ estimated so highly that poor Culture-Sainte-Catherine, and the Blancs-Manteaux; it was a little grating of iron, with points simulating a row of teeth, it was like a they will say, 'She must have her child.'" charge. Enjolras, Courfeyrac, and Combeferre were among those who had streets, where the College Rollin stands to-day, and where the Rue urchins who were with their nurses but yesterday! If one were to squeeze _"From the same to the same,"_ said M. Gillenormand, bursting with and the difficulty of procuring a passport. affirmative sign from the officer he had broken the chain riveted to his "Good, you are a clever girl." This is the problem which presented itself to him: letter and to call himself Gorbeau. Maître Renard was less lucky; all he visible because of the darkness, and replied gently:-- disorder. suspicion and conjecture. M. Madeleine had finally perceived the fact; part of their own police, and to guard themselves well, and care must be head. As a workman, it allows itself to be disdained; as a soldier, it emulsions of poppies and agnus castus; season this with a strict diet, sounds, without knowing whence they proceed; one beholds Jupiter, which ball.