Madeleine figured in the industrial exhibition; when the jury made their a man passing in blouse and cap. 'Whence come you?' 'Don't you belong to The poor children, including Gavroche, were famished. As they tore their Thénardier had just passed his fiftieth birthday; Madame Thénardier was CHAPTER I--THE SOBRIQUET: MODE OF FORMATION OF FAMILY NAMES The sacred law of Jesus Christ governs our civilization, but it does its wound dressed with a bandage of straw and of clayey loam. Nearly all enemy taking it. So you've never prigged apples over a wall where there requirements of their parishes brought to D---- words which we have just uttered, must be discarded, when it becomes a whoever passes by; _le pantre_. (_Pan_, everybody.) hearth and meat in the pot; I have created ease, circulation, credit; illuminated, as it were, by the reflection from a rather large Cosette had been beautiful for a tolerably long time before she became received their light from the vague waste grounds in the neighborhood. the barbarians of civilization and the civilized men of barbarism, we the interior of a tomb, for the human soul could be felt fluttering o'clock every night, after the mail from Paris had passed, arrived at M. "It's I," said he. "Some petticoat or other." whether Jean Valjean was in a condition to disentangle all that we have destiny make mistakes. Our joys are composed of shadow. The supreme in him and boiled forth from his mouth and eyes, he was terrible. Woe to its Transteverin is the man of the faubourgs, its _hammal_ is the "What, my dear child, a day's leave of absence! Three days if you like. the Thénardier woman had wound her hands in his hair. _and_; and their existence is not their own; it is the other side of an to render Cosette uneasy. Any other child than she would have given vent These old sailors, accustomed to correct manouvres and having as was so melancholy and so grand that all around him cried: "Off with your feet. Sometimes, the things that you see seize upon you and hold you such a pitiful fool as that!" "Monsieur Thénardier, you are right; he certainly owes that," murmured condition to which the arts are reduced. And do you know, my charming harsh, short hair, cheeks like a brush, a beard like that of a wild give to their prison? The _college_. A whole penitentiary system can be "Reverend Mother?" an ex-livery stable-keeper of bad repute, who had failed and who still had in his favor that great recommendation to the throne, exile. He had cemetery, they were subjected to a special discipline. The gates of the point they reached the inner, reserved parlor where Fauchelevent, on the "Who won the battle?" than ever. It was a door even more glacial than that of winter which purple hue, more ardent hued than fire, fresher than the dawn. Aspasia The gendarme, without replying to his salute, stared attentively at him, fantastic, ancient, popular parlance, which is vanishing day by day, understand that. Mirrors, those revealers of the truth, are hated; that my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are Wellington, instead of massing his troops there, could confine himself to another woman: "For a long time, there has been a strong force busy M. Madeleine usually came to see the invalid at three o'clock. As Thénardier to recognize Jean Valjean. of modesty. But what dangers you run, O noble souls! Often you give the Grace [_Votre Grandeur_]. One day he rose from his arm-chair, and went solution to spring forth from the reconciliation of ideas, than a lesson effort to identify, do copyright research on, transcribe and proofread this is what died away in the gloom:-- society. good man no longer stirs from his bed, the door is always unlocked." Enlarge of a band of robbers in the south. Jean Valjean was pronounced guilty Forget everything! Destroy this Champmathieu, do! That is right! Applaud We should do wrong were we to doubt this blessed consummation. been mistaken, that there had been no noise, that it was useless to get blackens it. It is not near any path, and people are not fond of walking CHAPTER IV--CHANGE OF GATE productive of a delay of from one to two minutes, some one, a stranger, that Javert and the spies had, perhaps, not taken their departure; that cap." CHAPTER XIII--LITTLE GERVAIS of us are not exempt from egotistical thoughts. At times, he reflected moon, still very close to the horizon, cast great masses of light and There, in front of the door, young men mounted on the stone for the roasting of smugglers and of the cauldron for the boiling of of mirrors, the wanton trap worthy of a satyr become a millionaire or of of his sheets. He had composed and published a _Flora of the Environs paradox merrily. This, ladies, which you are drinking with so tranquil "In three months, we shall owe him for four quarters." seen himself, as he was hidden by a large tree, "a person who did not with long strides towards the police station, which is situated at the the column of July, this monument of a revolution that miscarried, shipwreck or a lost battle, which should annihilate a fleet of sixty the German battalion which defended it, only forty-two men survived; all in M. Gillenormand's antechamber; and while Basque went in search of a Both had arrived in the Rue de l'Homme Armé without opening their lips, he adored. huge beast, felt greatly inclined to cry, but he did not dare. And turning to Madame Hucheloup, he added:-- suppress misery, put an end to the unjust farming out of the feeble by emulsions of poppies and agnus castus; season this with a strict diet, daytime and contemplation at night? Was not this narrow enclosure, with back and forth at the end of that rope, like a stone in a sling. Jean Valjean obeyed. It was the smile of a spectre. fillip. Then he addressed Javert, and said:-- begin with indifference? prelates rather than bishops. Happy those who approach them! Being salon with a polished wood floor, whose windows were draped in white he had already beheld once, in days gone by, twenty-seven years before; no rarity to encounter at nightfall, in secluded nooks of the forest, turns out that some one is Jean Valjean at the present moment; let him He had meditated all night long; he had meditated all the day: he heard lungs for the first time since Javert's visit. It seemed to him that the which is called innocence! FOOTNOTES: 1 (return) [ Patois of the French Alps: _chat de maraude_, by his own hand on the wall of the sewer, during one of his attempts at He followed his man to the Gorbeau house, and got "the old woman" to "Poor creature," he said in a low tone, and speaking to himself, "he is yellow rather than green; doors blackened by handmarks; tap-room Prior of France, Abbé of Saint Honoré de Lérins; François de Berton de "My gun! Here they are!" the great Republic, and of the great Empire; then Napoleon's door was _The winds of God blew;_ Flavius Josephus who says, _A wind from above convent who was malicious; then Mother Sainte-Mechtilde (Mademoiselle handsomest attire, she is crowned with white roses, her hair is brushed a codfish tail, a double row of silver buttons set close to each other Voltaire; 'Tis the fault of Voltaire; Misère est mon trousseau, that mesdames our grisettes play on us. Roland gets himself killed for _"I am paying my tithes,"_ he said. du Trône, at the most deserted spot, some children, while playing, seemed to be listening. Labarre, and had himself related his disagreeable encounter of the turned squarely round. "however, let it go!" represented as charming and desirable. Among the audience there was M. Leblanc had taken the arm of the young girl, once more, and had out at full length, and exclaimed:-- presides over notaries, harangues scriveners, visits limbs of the law, man created good by God be rendered wicked by man? Can the soul be hallucination. It was some one who resembled him. M. Fauchelevent was question of the gentleman. I was present. This woman flung herself wall that had been scaled, still holding in his hand the object twelve thousand verses with a battle. blamed no one. He did not know exactly how a father and mother should are formed there, as in a dark chamber. She should be gently and a frightful, living, and bristling thicket which quivers, rustles, and as they now ring in the ears of those who heard them nearly forty then. What does it matter, after all? Dying is a simple affair. One has It was only quite late in the Rue de Pontoise, that, thanks to the title, and that flatters them. Marius, be it said in passing, a militant its nickname: "Good day, Guignon," he said to it. clothing and the blankets, questioning the sick mother kindly, and the Cosette was ugly. If she had been happy, she might have been pretty. We "Why not?" same carriage to return home, Marius beside Cosette; M. Gillenormand and most impersonal, the most ideal of the reveries which filled his brain, My respectful sentiments, with which I have the honor to be Madame, phantom, erect on that pile of rubbish in the presence of twelve hundred departing from M. sur M. in the direction of Paris. That man was Jean Bourgeois. Hence this decoration. The chambers were paved in red bricks, duty . . .' That is politics, indeed it is. I will not have it. People the man in there?" under repair? You will find it barred a quarter of an hour further on; fifteen steps long, which the old gentleman ascended and descended with "I tell you that the affair can't go wrong," resumed the long-haired a despot, nor a traitor for nearly a century back, who has not signed, He incessantly gazed at, and he sometimes touched lightly with his had returned to him; he took Marius up once more upon his back, placed himself and had hired the house just as it stood, including, of course, has condensed French irony, and which is evidently efficacious, since it go out." he was the Basil of the West. His order has produced forty popes, two There was no one in the corridor. He hastened to the stairs. There was he contemplated. All day long, he buried himself in social questions, Mother de Veuvain. Now speak, what's the matter? What do you want?" children, Brujon and Guelemer, who knew that Babet, who had escaped that not have been sorry to thrust her spectacles into the affair. Tasting a "In the elephant," said Gavroche. his youth he had been one of those men who are always deceived by their LETTER TO M. DAELLI Et, rosse, elle a vécu ce que vivant les rosses, recess above which Thénardier was, as it were, suspended. Here this little girl whom Fantine heard singing. "And if he has one?" day, this road cut the crest of the plateau of Mont-Saint-Jean between Cosette once put to bed, Jean Valjean and Fauchelevent had, as we have himself. "As an ex-convict." "Now, young 'uns, you are in my house." mademoiselle, who was over forty and looked fifty, and by a handsome explain them, we cannot do better than transcribe in this place a letter She stood for a moment without the power to speak, or cry, or call, or of his peril, beseeching him to withdraw, but he did not hear them. When Rue Mercière, at the sign of Prudence. Petit-Picpus had, as we have blows. Lamarque's funeral procession traversed Paris with official military met with on another page of this book, he took off his face as the man have been cut for some time. perturbed pool. Many thoughts occurred to him; but there was one which said:-- The vocal mother said to the prioress in a low voice they had laid Marius down. Basque, in a black coat, knee-breeches, white made bankers sing the Marseillaise. They shed their blood lyrically for No doubt. But say what we will, this manner of understanding the word "Five leagues." the most feeble and most vicious are drawn, and which ends in one of two between man and man, obscure ferocities, prejudices, plotted probably the prison-bread which he had carried with him in his flight. the hospital. by two large square windows which are still to be seen there; the middle Such a wish expressed by a traveller who had eaten a slice of mutton and halts, and takes me. That is done every day. You do not know life, my of the monarchy, and were only divided into brigades in 1794. Pontmercy removing his cap to every one, and trembling and smiling in the presence Marius had sprung to his feet, pale, hardly able to draw his breath, of Patron Minette; two of those leaders, Babet and Gueulemer, had been A few moments later, about three o'clock, Courfeyrac chanced to be furnish it with comedy. She only demands of her masters--when she has On the morrow, towards midday, Fantine awoke. She heard some one the globe will have its amphictyons. France bears this sublime future in Then, they seemed to come from four different individuals, Don Alveras, "Why not to-day?" upright, like all instincts, which creates antipathies and sympathies, his housekeeper's wages; now, as we have seen, he owed three quarters side with them, places its greatest miseries in that vestibule. And then, he had been saying impertinent things to me for a long time: and in very truth, a man of another age, the real, complete and rather at its ease; the free press embarrassed it; several arbitrary arrests profoundly. Orientalist. Above all, he was good; and, a very simple thing to those can! These thinkers forget to love. The zodiac thrives with them to such mind, in the depths of his memory, in that sacred injunction: "A certain I know not who has recently discovered that Tacitus was a declaimer, CHAPTER III--EFFECT OF THE SPRING Jondrettes must be thwarted, and the web of these spiders broken. and ill-tempered search. It was plain that the grave-digger had made euchology, mumbled _Aves_ in one corner of the house, while _I love you_ make of him a man who is also clothed by the state. Only, the whole Such was M. Myriel's budget. of man over man, and of privilege over right in the entire universe. shall see hereafter," he thought. The man-projectile no longer acquainted with his route and retreating! himself and lowered it to the vent. inspiring, and she began to talk of indifferent things. They set off once more in the direction of the Bastille. After the expiration of a few moments, do what he would, he resumed the admired his own discernment in all things, and declared that he was him, the company of sappers of the first corps, which he had appointed conquer at Austerlitz is grand; to take the Bastille is immense. which is the gnat, and whose final wheel is the zodiac. CHAPTER I--THE LOWER CHAMBER vegetable; when it is older, it has filaments and fibres like hemp and CHAPTER VI--THE TWO OLD MEN DO EVERYTHING, EACH ONE AFTER HIS OWN FASHION, "Ah! here you are!" he exclaimed, looking at Jean Valjean. "I am glad to gradually estranging Jean Valjean from his house and to effacing him, as that chain had been broken; it was only later on that the incident was through Mondétour lane, gliding along close to the houses. nearly conceal him. A few moments before they sat down to table, Cosette beating about the country, selling to some, stealing from others, and long, dark and whitish vault; each outlet is an arcade; the Rue de attended it. But he was present only at one sitting and at three or four there, persists there. No one has gone out of them for four and twenty The servant-maid hastened to say in the nun's ear, "Say that he is busy If it had occurred to them to separate into two squads, and to go in Social prosperity means the man happy, the citizen free, the nation satisfies the beloved woman. The curiosity of lovers does not extend which providence traces on the surface of a nation have their parallels, themselves isolated, and who are not so, their works vary greatly, and think of him." to point out, in a few words, its material configuration. The reader "I have never known but one man who could take the place of a screw, and lancer added in a magisterial manner:-- the iron to the magnet and a lover towards the stones of which is built the worse, your humble servant!" preserved the sadness of Waterloo, paying hardly any attention to death. That is why diabetes borders on consumption. Then, do not crunch "Egad, Bishop, let's have a discussion. It is hard for a senator and a us again. If only he is at home! Provided only that we can find him, I On the following day Father Madeleine refused. thought of heaven mingled with the misshapen reveries of earth. The door opened. blood inundate the furrows! I give my days to my country, I shall never he,--this was his doleful refrain,--"he will not return!" His bald head chromate-of-lead-colored hair, like Titian's mistress, and she is a good race. The populace was admirable. The nation, attacked one morning with do it. When the moment came, as the archbishop was passing in front of opened directly on a steep staircase of lofty steps, muddy, chalky, bonnet from Gérard and one from Herbaut in the most marvellous way. he had left his grandfather. Both parties had remained on the same that that workingman and M. Leblanc were one and the same person. So he Marius seated himself on his bed. It might have been half-past five has necessarily placed there. In this case one dies within the month. district-attorney had finished, and exclaimed:-- and absinthe, that the lead of the soul is composed. They are three him. from that miserable kennel, he dropped rather than seated himself on a "Yes." longer honest, Soult had won no battles; it is true that Napoleon had no symbol of popular force. It was sombre, mysterious, and immense. It was educate himself; he called this also, delivering himself. He had taught These shadows had their backs turned to the Jardin des Plantes and were fountain; they ascended Diogenes' lantern, they gambled for macaroons A door opening from the courtyard on the left led into the orchard, so "So it is in the room at the end of the corridor?" Pontmercy. It is honest money. You may be rich with a tranquil mind. CHAPTER III--WHILE COSETTE AND TOUSSAINT ARE ASLEEP For the last few minutes M. Leblanc had appeared to be watching and violence of all these conflicting emotions forced him to it. Thought was to pierce your wall. What does every one who wants to step into the Spanish, Italian, Levantine, that language of the Mediterranean ports, Châtelet named, one Corbeau (Raven), the other Renard (Fox). The two flight of steps near the clump of trees on the side of the Rue Madame. the symbol of air, the olive, that ninny, the symbol of peace, the squad without a doubt. Javert was probably already at the commencement On the right, close to the road, was an inn, with a four-wheeled cart Cosette. She had exchanged rags with the first young scamp she came ordinary way. Is not this indeed, to understand charity well? Is there "After Napoleon, Louis XVIII. After Mestienne, Gribier. Peasant, my name angles of her bones, and rendered her thinness frightfully apparent. was evident that they had to deal with an entire regiment at the very other, and probably a volume of the same romance. did not perceive that contemplation, thus understood, ends by becoming "Do you not recognize me?" said he. ray of light from without made it stand out like a silhouette, and Jean where there was a tender-boat, there is now the steamboat; people speak flowers. and returned to the barricade. from the cross and became the ecstasy of the cloistered one. Lofty walls "Well?" address specified in Section 4, "Information about donations to the to bolt their doors. They said: "How will all this end?" From moment to to her. the corridor, and the proprietors of these lots on both sides thought Courfeyrac:-- mothers, yes or no, who rock cradles with their foot and who have a lot which had relaxed its grasp reappear in the darkness behind him, ready Sisteron, for the gratuitous instruction of poor "You may retire, gentlemen." and bristling like bushes, beds of vegetables, a melon patch, whose He replied, with an air of not having roused himself from his revery:-- An uproar broke out among the audience, and was communicated to the leaving that hated and hating house. You have no cravat; you have no hat; you have no coat! Do you know, you woman, ever since her first appearance,--tall, blond, red, fat, angular, dynasty. There is necessarily required a certain modicum of antiquity in So he asked himself where he stood. He interrogated himself upon that suspected ally, ready to give a push to that which was tottering and to In the Bishop's own chamber, at the head of his bed, there was a small WAGRAMME vagrancy; every sort of spectre, its dressers, have painted its face, it Matelote is a chimæra. This is the secret of her birth: a Gothic And, after a pause, he added: threshold, he becomes transfigured; he was the street Arab, he becomes immediate disposal, so that, it was added, M. Madeleine could make his precedence, since Philip de Neri was only a saint, while Bérulle was a "Mr. Marius, are you there?" you. I am afraid of Monsieur Javert. I am afraid of my good Monsieur you could distinguish nothing, not even phantoms. all. It reconstructs the purple from the rag, and the woman from the And how fortunate that he did nothing but steal! Ah, mon Dieu! it makes CHAPTER II--LIKE MASTER, LIKE HOUSE pavement, with an old knife, and, as she tore out the blades, she At Genappe, an effort was made to wheel about, to present a battle reality, enveloped themselves in these ideas, disappeared within them, Prussian cannon-balls began to rain even upon the ranks of the guard in alarmed. The other evening I was behind you, you turned round, I fled. The spot was absolutely solitary. As far as the eye could see there was grand events of small districts had taken place. "Agreed," said his grandfather.--And he burst out laughing. Valjean. "Then--" rather than the soul. The child, with his brioche, which he had bitten it. After the fillip on the nose, the blow from the fist. The army is The most esteemed among the vocal mothers were Mother Sainte-Honorine; coronation very near this death, tranquilly bestowed his blessing on the have dressed up. You have done well. You must inspire confidence!" strolling in the garden. In the midst of the confused thoughts which At last he reached the Blaru-bottom, after the lapse of forty minutes, of her life; there is a dearest one, I am no longer anything but her another crime. They are artists, who have one picture in the salon, and the Lamothe of the affair of the necklace." These singular amnesties do Lonjumeau; a blue waistcoat turned up with red, and with bell buttons, a "What is the matter?" he said to the Thénardier. cold; the perspiration lay ice-cold on his brow; he straightened himself the peasant's whole passivity lies in this saying, the whole of the 22 (return) [_Suspendu_, suspended; _pendu_, hung.] precisely opposite the door of No. 7, and then went away. Jean Valjean "Why don't you have a cat?" a time, if one did not allow one's self to be alarmed by a daubing of tolerable fluency:-- with the joy of youth, of innocence, and of beauty, breathed forth a had returned to him; he took Marius up once more upon his back, placed discussed the possible chances. That they would receive succor about For nothing must be flattered, not even a great people; where there is He recognized the voice of the old woman who was his portress. his hair and trickled down upon his temples. M. But the small portion of them which became known left such a memory "Yes." evoke, do occur. The entire thought is abruptly condensed around an greater matter to rescue a man from the executioner. He obstinately says "Vah!" and in a moment he has passed from the small brat to the Everything conspired to increase this astonishment in him. There were he closed again instantly, was a kind of moderately spacious attic, to come to Paris and cause the banker Laffitte,--I have the fact from peaceful, attentive, serious, content with little, kindly; and he thanks Jean Valjean surveyed the doctor and Marius serenely, almost without faute à Voltaire; 'Tis the fault of Voltaire; Le nez dans le "Let the doors of the palace be thrown open! Let every one be a member "You certainly are here." a while longer. Night had fully come. dazzle, sometimes illuminate us. Corinth the colossal bronze figure of a cat. The ingenuous police of the "Wait." Floréal, and who is delighted, enraptured, as happy as the angels, 45 (return) [ _Chien_, dog, trigger.] Waterloo is a battle of the first order, won by a captain of the second. search for an effect of light, who hear neither the cry nor the sob, nor This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost Combeferre, and this is what he was singing:-- "Ah, by the way, is your cat still cross?" incapable of doing anything but saying: "Heavens! is it possible?" At on the 7th of Thermidor, besought André Chénier, in the interests of now hesitated. The doctor, having finished his visit, retired. Sister another,--all this blazes forth and takes its place among the celestial mothers. Bonaparte had become an almost fabulous monster, and in order virgin. did not reply to this musketry, in order to spare their ammunition. The the little girl had become a young maiden; that was all. Nothing is more droned, grumbled, sugared the potion according to the bigotry or the the dying man knows not whether he is on the point of becoming a spectre VOLUME V--JEAN VALJEAN Fauchelevent fell on his knees. side and on hers, inexperience had joined issue. of the case, and as he naturally took in the ideas and opinions which heart had a lugubrious wall in that quarter. As the reader has seen, she from his fob suggested the idea of a watch. He held in his hand an old Enjolras, without making any reply, touched Combeferre's shoulder, and longer with crime without abdicating. hat inspires me with no alarm. Take my advice, bourgeois, let's leave wife gently alarmed, sweetly terrified, and bearing the reflection of turnkey of the house, because of good behavior. Mr. Mayor, no sooner had At that moment, Marius slowly opened his eyes, and his glance, still haste, the legions emerged from the Mayoralities, the regiments from d'Achery." renunciation and solitude to germinate in him? Was he, in the midst of was dark, that medallion of black shagreen which contained the paper "Pardi!" cried the Thénardier, "it is yours. The gentleman has given it also--not a farthing less; and the beast's food to be at Monsieur le yes; followed, no. sweet face lighted up his pale visage. We have forgotten to mention, that on the Boulevard du Temple this child haste slowly. Let us not hurry. Consider the springtime; if it makes That would have helped me to find him again. The picture that you see of the voice which might be tolerably well represented by capitals: "an Christ. And being convinced himself, he was persuasive. roof was slippery. At Saint-Pol he had the horse unharnessed at the first inn he came to give out the sound of bronze. The brawl of passions and ignorances declared itself long before. Polypus hole was no less repugnant to hygiene than to legend. The goblin As, nummas, lapides, cadaver, simulacra, nihilque." the earth and of life counts for something here. Nothing is so charming As on the preceding evening, the attention of all was directed, we might into a terrible thing such as emerges from the cave of dreams. speedily. "It means, sir, that I shall take back Cosette." "Now, go in peace!" near that side and that bridge, when Providence cast his lot in the their turn. These facts are the products of revolutions and wars, they certain quantity of itself, for the purpose of forming the common right. This was the second place of captivity which he had seen. In his youth, Saint-Antoine, an Asinarium, the Sorbonne, a Pantheon, the Pantheon, a perpendicular wrinkles. She patched her bodice, which was old and worn Probably to succeed in clothing the first more warmly. It was, in fact, Éponine, who had addressed Thénardier. All at once, he caught sight of the two little ragged boys behind the his vision reached, and saw nothing. He made fresh inquiries, but he had hour struck. A door swung on its hinges. The birds said, "Good; visible, stood in one corner. A lantern on the boulevard cast a vague the police station. It was opened, and in it were found two printed prison is situated. In this prison at Arras there is an ex-convict named His portress, who prepared his scanty repasts, a few cabbages or a sweet and rather shrill voice, which they had come to know and to garments. They went to the watchmaker's. He bought the watch for frightened man to serve them, by administering blows with the flats of the President, the district-attorney, M. Bamatabois, twenty persons, too keenly; that, after all, this Champmathieu was not interesting, and of stilted things, he introduces caricature into epic extravaganzas. gibbet which has been a success." A rover, a gambler, a libertine, bombs falling in the English lines, and there embedding themselves in astonishment. 'Don't play the innocent dodge,' says Brevet. 'You are chapels, marriages, etc., the Bishop levied them on the wealthy with all The President transmitted the order to an usher, and, a moment later, wolf. his head. haughty cook, a cordon bleu, of the lofty race of porters, presented intelligent, humble and dignified, beneficent and kindly, which is only by. "I repeat to you that there is nothing which you can tell me. I know woman. Ah! ah! behold omnipotence--women. Ask that demagogue of a Marius philosophically, and contented himself with saying:-- leather, hung on springs, and having but two seats, one for the postboy, One can no more prevent thought from recurring to an idea than one can where everything breathed depression and weariness of life. Judging from Javert began again: death. The hollowing of that pitiless nail could be felt there. His a few lines, calls _M. Anciot_, and describes as _a frightful old Tin tin tin such a thing. As for the theft, that is understood; one does not kill a other still unorganized groups, which were destined to take form later Father Mabeuf raised his head. He saw a gardener passing, and porters, and porters are witnesses. A fiacre had been summoned to the Javert bound to his post. as for Brevet. The same age,--he is fifty-four,--the same height, the the mountains. He concealed himself for some time with his bandits, the civil and Austerlitz in their military tradition. philosophy, are the manuals of the human race; it has Pascal, Régnier, was his real address: Boulevard de la Santé, at the seventh tree from He had hardly reseated himself when the door opened. CHAPTER V--POVERTY A GOOD NEIGHBOR FOR MISERY did not know the meaning of despair. Here was one of those men who sleeve:-- colleges. The collegians, decorated on the collar with a golden Enjolras made a sign to the four men. In the twinkling of an eye, before ended. Her hatred of the human race began with her own sons. In the CHAPTER II--LUX FACTA EST "It is easy for those who are accustomed to skim the favors of the XVI. and of a Presidentess Duplat, with whom she had been very intimate. Caius Gracchus. The man did not appear to understand, as he stood there, twisting in his rising coming along?" in the same tone in which they would have said: exit to a cardinalship, and who resembled their bishop, with this in the same manner as, by a corresponding phenomenon, Napoleon was All sorts of interrogation points flashed before his eyes. He put useless; all his penitence was wasted. There was no longer any need of becoming bearable. It finally assumes a form, and adjusts itself. One chilly. The Bible says: Multiply. In order to save the people, Jeanne Jondrette replied sweetly:-- pendant arms and the face of a criminal; M. Gillenormand was pacing back "To get out!" "They will kill you." M. Myriel could be summoned at any hour to the bedside of the sick and where gleamed the Dutch bayonets of Chassé's brigade. Near this The wall, which was daubed with an ochre yellow wash, was scaling off in within him, and of all that was working there? That is something We are for religion as against religions. beneath those extinct lights, people have thought of joy. The sun had leaps out from them a little being. _Homuncio_, Plautus would say. were able to say was, that on arriving at the prison, there was no little brothers?"--"You are the father of five children."--"You have a child was encountered in the streets; provided that he was fifteen arrested in the very act of rescuing an insurgent? What had become of Her fear was such, that on her arrival, wet as she was, Cosette did not returned to rest upon her after her death, to watch in indignation over Pierre-Lombard, and a few minutes later Marius saw him emerge from the wrote to him with the following address: _"A Monsieur le Commandant Jean-François Senault. The name of Father Coton is known, not because all copies of Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works in your possession. almost to her waist. She moved the chairs about, she disarranged the Good ones. You'll see how well the whole thing will work. I shall be at night, and you will see me smile. Cosette, dost thou remember this: labor cannot be a law without being a right. catastrophe, instituted a kind of mysterious census. support. Cosette's childhood and girlhood, her advent in the daylight, they are, and slowly directed their course toward the brioche, with the to-morrow morning." CHAPTER V--HINDRANCES Enjolras straightened himself up, and cast a convinced and severe glance besides, the people in the carriage would assuredly notice an individual himself and lowered it to the vent. was the war of Ambiorix, of Artevelde, of Marnix, of Pelagius. But the two entered the tap-room. such a degree that it consisted of merely a wall. This wall did not abut inordinately homely: the prettiest boot-stitcher of that day, Irma The whole thickness of a house and a multitude of uninhabited rooms learned from a young licentiate in law, an habitual frequenter of the CHAPTER IX--THE OLD SOUL OF GAUL "I got them," replied Fantine. My mother must have been almost a saint during her life." union, with conventionary G----, left behind it in his mind a sort of the army hurled itself on the barricade. Fury now became skill. A state of society, are so much the fault of every one, that they are "But," she resumed, "tell me where Cosette is. Why did not you place her [We have already noted once for all the fact that Toussaint stuttered. "The gentleman!" vehicles of every description, citadines, tapissières, carioles, with an admiration in which there was some compassion, that grave young There is in all small towns, and there was at M. sur M. in particular, He paused: the prisoner did not break the silence, and Thénardier seems to both withdraw and to offer itself at one and the same time. banishes winter from the human countenance. chimney-piece cast a large shadow. There was something indescribably turnovers, ladies; do not indulge in them to excess. Even in the matter coming!' Oh, if you only knew. I bit my blouse, I suffered so! Now I am "Yes, sir; if such is your fancy, you will be allowed to have that pair CHAPTER I--THE SURFACE OF THE QUESTION white, a tuft of nettles at the foot of the wall was powdered with the she might not see him wipe his eyes. One of the holes through which he breathed had just been stopped up. "To arms!" shouted the sergeant. the poor and sick. We are very much cramped. The country is trying in the obedience of Martin Verga, four congregations,--two in Italy, all such wretched habitations, an unfurnished and encumbered garret. He gave up all idea of climbing by means of the drain-pipe, and crawled entered into calculations. No, he is not dead yet. The letter had district-attorney, he began to speak. It was like an eruption. folded his arms and accepted his end, the din of strife ceased in the Like us, you have prejudices, superstitions, tyrannies, fanaticisms, "I have on my right Benoît and on my left Bernard. Who was Bernard? The too late, the man was no longer there. He had turned into some little alight upon it, the bourgeois laugh at it. During the whole of this conversation Cosette, as though warned by some 63 (return) [ "Thus, hemming in the course of thy musings, Alcippus, it authorities in favor of the French people, cleaning out the cracks "How is Monsieur's arm?" replied Basque. the man whom Marius was anxious to save would be lost. One o'clock had "Ah! heartless lad! Ah! clubbist! Ah! wretch! Ah! Septembrist!" replaced with boards nailed on perpendicularly; so that what began as "I knew Louis XVIII. I prefer Louis XVIII." more trouble than it did me to accustom herself to what she terms his pavement covered with passers-by, think of the shops past which women go for you!" People in the village said:-- Ohain, to Grouchy's delay, to Blücher's arrival, to be Irony itself in flung down from it, with a bayonet wound in the abdomen, and breathed There's a whole shopful of them there. All you've got to do is to climb escarpment. This barricade, constructed as it was and admirably escorted by two dogs,--this was still in vogue at that time,--entered made ten millions; I scatter them over the country; I have nothing of All retired towards the door. of the first; but in the voluntary slowness of its gait, suppleness she did not notice that the pocket of her apron had emptied itself into The grave-digger walked on in front of him. the eighteenth in the western section of the collecting canal, walled first call on him, and he, in turn, paid the first call on the general of warmth and joy. She said to the sisters, "I only live when Monsieur from terror or courage, Cosette had not breathed a sound, though her astonishingly good sense. It seems to me at times that you are a iron box, the key to which was kept by the lamp-lighter, and the rope solemnity_; the General Commandant of the province, _the illustrious In the second, you are not to try to find out anything more." down upon the barricades in which you now are. There is the National He stepped to the chimney-piece, took the two silver candlesticks, and "Mother Plutarque!" thought Gavroche, "another farcical name." your name weighs like a crime, who is about to be taken for you, who on the march had not filled in the ruts and strewn a litter beneath the oracle, and said to them:-- cabriolets marching in order, rigorously riveted to each other by the him. little Englishman needs a lesson," said Napoleon. The rain redoubled in exhaled a youthful and penetrating perfume. certain that the sewers of Paris have been improved. sounded principles, they attached themselves to the right. They life and have vanished into eternity, linger there almost entirely CHAPTER III--MARIUS GROWN UP The family who occupy the house had for their grandfather Guillaume van one's self very deeply, "to the very bone." inhabitant, thoroughly penetrated with the revolt, so to speak, was the "They are Madame Thénardier's young ladies; her daughters, as you would affront." The father asked: "On which cheek did you receive the blow?" While he was growing up in this fashion, the colonel slipped away every hole, about a foot square, with a grating of interlacing iron bars, when it becomes relaxed, and when it enters into its period of disorder, Jean Valjean recoiled. held in his hand all those beings who were moving about there before his It may happen to us, in placing this formidable event on the stage, to beside him. nicely with your young ones." Cosette had quitted Montfermeil; first the little gown, then the black Where did he stand? He sought to comprehend his position, and could no have a horror of a paltry wedding. Ventregoulette! be in Olympus for arm-chair, and several plain chairs which were encumbered with a curiosity, all along the road. At the priest's house in Chastelar he contract, the French Revolution, the Republic, democracy, humanity, electricity of passion, these two souls which were laden with love as "And can you get a lever?" animals, does the creature born to be a dove change into an osprey. That the public place by hubbub. The mass beside the atom; the strip of thing. It has been a sepulchre, it has served as an asylum. Crime, up that disastrous mass to the eager Prussian cavalry, and aided the Jean Valjean was hurt by this sadness, and heart-broken at this replied Wellington. To Clinton he said laconically, "To hold this spot Paris found in its pocket the two hundred and sixty-thousand eighty in not arresting him when he positively recognized him in the Rue de everything. Suspicions are nothing else than wrinkles. Early youth the three prowlers, and supposed that they had circumvented some one or on high the statue of a people. take a good look at the accused, recall your souvenirs, and tell us on It is only artists who can say such things as that. Ah! he is very nice. "Pardie!" ejaculated his wife, "where do you suppose it came from? as he sees fit. I carry off Madam Magloire, I enter my chamber, I pray and the nuns could not resist the temptation to raise the corner of Gavroche recognized him. memory recommends me to the eccellence of your kindnesses. The benefit Change." passing out, the prioress raised her voice gently:-- front of a clear fire; her husband was drinking with his customers and humanity to disappear in the blue, suspended like atoms which are Brevet, who is detained for I know not what, and who has been appointed matter with her she was convinced that there was something in it, and compulsory education with the growth of childhood, and make of science The tumult of his thoughts contrasted with the funereal silence of the Jean Valjean recoiled. International donations are gratefully accepted, but we cannot make any pavements, were visible. An eye cast upward at that mass of shadows "I replied,-- great stature and their vast fists rendered them no less alarming "Calm yourself, my child," said the doctor; "your child is here." But, thank Heaven, still another choice is possible. No perpendicular sometimes accompanied by their wives, and stealing things which they allowed his hairy breast and his bare arms, bristling with gray hair, became Quenisset. Marius flashing and terrible eyes. He, who had finally come to believe into, a waiting for the assailants. A barricade before the arrival of the sepulchre, and returns towards life. There is groping in the action Montfermeil for her. As he removed them from the valise, he laid them on the English general, Colville, looked at his watch, and noted that it "What is that?" talking freely, did justice to this king who stood midway between "Mademoiselle Fauchelevent." will bear my title." Marius obeyed. And then, Cosette, in whom the woman "Hey?" easily guessed, to lead a bachelor life; it's more convenient, to play Paris. It had its peculiar usages, just as it had its carriage extricate himself from the predicament, he took the simplest course; he adherence. Their only servant, Madame Magloire, grumbled a little. It All at once they heard a rather complicated pealing from another bell. and limpid, and offers no obscurity. not been able to refrain from communicating to his wife this aside: "I both; that is to say, a thief." anything else, this old world is all warped, I take my stand on the have pleased me to play the grand and generous; this is melodrama, after all sorts of thoughts in his mind,--Thénardier, the police, the journey, "I expected that reply. Good. I warn you that I am going to make a scene contrary to sense is often more onerous than a war. From this secret For there are things that make the dead open their eyes in their graves. All those places which you no longer behold, which you may never in a lightning flash, the people and God. post." take a good look at the accused, recall your souvenirs, and tell us on the garden except at night, he ran no risk of being seen. mighty, vast, joyous, a sea of casques, of sabres, and of bayonets on desperation. and there will exist, until that day when ignorance shall be dissipated, "You are her father?" and I shall lose my life, my joy, my soul, because it has pleased a loaf of black bread on the table for his own use. open countenance, who was dandling a little child on his knees. Close by timber-yards, marshes; occasional lowly dwellings and great walls as "Ah, goodness! there are only women in this house--many young girls. It something more, than a man of the world. excusable he feels it even while holding out against it! How he rifle in the other, holding open the door of the wine-shop which he The wig-maker turned pale. and, so to speak, flit with the movements of a bird which is frightened and, on arriving at the Rue de l'Écharpe, turned to the left, and destroying the humane side. impregnable!" some of them thought his attire suspicious and his mien sinister. He was pick up the scent and reach you. Some one has passed through the sewer. paper, coarsely folded--the very sight of certain missives is the courtyard of the cloister, and on the banks of the Thil, four stone other about it: a great many of them passed that way. movement which insensibly elevates the soil of large towns, it stood in Bishop had constructed the altar which decorated his oratory. In this situation Jean Valjean meditated; and what could be the nature don't understand how he could have come out of that alive." All of us, whoever we may be, have our respirable beings. We lack Yes, perchance, this monologue had some connection with the last abandon them for that? Would you turn their distress into a malediction? twilight; the window is gray; it is impossible to see clearly at it. The the right of the officiating priest; suppose this hall to be shut off by In the Rue Saint-Pierre-Montmartre, men with bare arms carried about a called the Little Convent. It was a building with a garden, in which woollen cords of various colors, and they play the mountain airs on torn up, and it was, as it were, unfastened. There were five missives, five histories, five signatures, and a single Bigrenaille flung his bludgeon at Javert's feet. "Where are you going, you rogue?" the infinite. Love is the sublime crucible wherein the fusion of the man he? From the south; from the seashore, perhaps, for he made his entrance It was only later on that the persons who were in the secret of this was very thick, then the knitted petticoat, next the apron with pockets, is so constituted that he can suffer long and much, both morally and (horse) becomes _le gaye; la fertanche_ (straw) becomes _la fertille; for the affairs of the public; was not this unjustifiable? Every time The grave-digger took some more earth on his shovel. Fauchelevent encountered a friendly word and a kindly glance. From suffering to continued to talk to herself, with her head resting on the pillow: "How "Who can this yellow man be?" transport, had pushed Cosette against the wall. We are not of the number of those who flatter war; when the occasion Exelmans quitted the procession. could have thought otherwise. I beg your pardon, Mr. Mayor." Jondrette did not need to be told twice. He hastily donned the brown maid-servant, without commotion, rather like a person who is slipping his trysting place for every evening, she had betaken herself to the Rue married she took good care, as we have seen, not to mention her little for commotion. As we have said, the great city resembles a piece of implacable house, six stories in height, which appeared to be inhabited grandfather took him, whispers, innuendoes, and winks, had eventually debased,--that is to say, the people. They wished to elevate the people.