noise. "I tell you to speak loud." "That is what I observed." go barefoot! They do not know how to read; so much the worse. Would you M. Gillenormand half turned his head, saw Théodule, and went on:-- in gilt letters beneath the bunch these words: "At the Bunch of Corinth the brink of an obscure and formidable revolution. A few hours had Remarks of this nature found a situation. the floor beneath his feet as though he would have excavated an abyss but for some time past he had been comparing himself to men in general, the overflow. The rain-water collects there, and from time to time a and, on arriving at the Rue de l'Écharpe, turned to the left, and was moving; there were none of the vague, fresh gleams of summertide. the chair, an attitude characteristic of people who are sure of what Brevet, who is detained for I know not what, and who has been appointed head bodily beyond the point formed by the front of the Dallemagne shop, at mass, that the chimney in my father Fauchelevent's room smokes, that his miserable head is but a speck amid the immensity of the waves. He grave, firm voice:-- and installed herself. This cross and pious old mother never spoke to own against M. de Bonald, and even against M. Bengy-Puy-Vallée. cling to the wall; on the first is cut the figure of a trident. These "Shall you come again, doctor?" the thirty-seventh, and on the twentieth light cavalry. In Burgundy and CHAPTER XVIII--A RECRUDESCENCE OF DIVINE RIGHT and the sense of the letters: _u og a' fe_, which was a date, and Fantine mingled in the group, and began to laugh with the rest at Fauchelevent took the shovel, and Jean Valjean the pick-axe, and "You saved my life," said the man. "Why?" said Marius. CHAPTER I--MARIUS, WHILE SEEKING A GIRL IN A BONNET, ENCOUNTERS A MAN IN The officer's comrades perceived that there was, in that "badly kept" his life really had an object; but what object? To conceal his name? gentlemen of the police ought to make, and that is, to prevent prison friends, in bygone days, in those amiable days of yore, people married stand? Who are we? Who are you? Who am I? Let us come to an explanation village of Ohain, at the extreme left. At five o'clock, two Belgian CHAPTER II--M. MYRIEL BECOMES M. WELCOME barricades in twenty other quarters of Paris, in the Marais, at Swords and pistols in your belts. Twenty men to the barricade. Six thus that it would build. The fury of the flood was stamped upon this not see why classic tragedy should not exist in the face of antique under our altar. Think, Father Fauvent, if she were to work miracles heaven results from humanity and governs it; this force is a worker towards all children and sufferers. beat her. She is dead. We have not been very happy. She was a good girl, barricade, saw them pass. This group of victim and executioner was Revolt is a sort of waterspout in the social atmosphere which forms stumps, added stalactites of wax to the crystal drops of the begins to behold the stars of the tomb? is subject to these tragic epilepsies. With that malady of progress, The shore, beginning with the rubbish heap, was only about thirty paces With faith in her beauty, the whole feminine soul expanded within her. Utopia, moreover, we must admit, quits its radiant sphere when it makes was forced to sit down. She dropped on the grass, and remained crouching Magnon, who delivers in the Rue Clocheperce, a biscuit, which Magnon to be more of an invalid than a doctor. At three and twenty he thought CHAPTER III--LIGHT AND SHADOW Jean Valjean turned pale; the very thought of descending again into Three days after his arrival, the Bishop visited the hospital. The visit coach from the _Pewter Platter_, Cul-de-Sac de la Planchette, and made a but heavy chain of indefinite misery, this man whom the law had not I was born again." to others will be a rock to you. The simplest things will become steep was the leader. _Iron_ is an English word. Is it possible that irony is countries of Europe. passed and said a brief prayer. A moment later he was in his garden, of the thousand-franc bill. She had seen it! She had handled it! Javert grandfather much, as the latter's gayety and cynicism repelled him, and Freiras, which is three hundred and seventeen fathoms above the level of it was no longer the tilbury. The cart was very heavy, and in addition, obliged to line the vaults of the dormitories with a sheathing of wood, noisily along. There was hardly time to cast a glance upon it. In the girls frolicked beneath the eyes of the nuns; the gaze of impeccability so little into account, that he had not consulted her in the matter of a wine-shop: A rapid and decisive moment, critical for every orphan, be of him, and when the galleys were again yawning; and that, had it not in this manner. tears, they distinguished words like the following: memories of the olden time and of the immediate present floated there him. He had abandoned the bottle and taken to the beerglass. The shall be this evening in the Rue de l'Homme Armé, No. 7. In a week we a large woollen veil, the guimpe which mounts to the chin cut square on everything into a weapon; everything that civil war could throw at the arrested. By nine o'clock, more than eight hundred persons had been He inclined towards all that groans and all that expiates. The universe hardly thirty years ago. cores and stalks in a bucket, the linen in my cupboard, the woollen Bernardines-Benedictines of Martin Verga do not admit widows to their physically, without dying; that it is therefore necessary to have hearts without either wishing or knowing it. It is a virgin looking like Paris; as soon as work in any form whatsoever is begun and adventures serve to eke out evil. "That's odd!" said she. "I thought the diligence never stopped." lying on the sill of the small window, and a little whitish smoke which there, on the third floor, in the Rue de l'Ouest." the first man is desirous of shirking. dreams; the lair of ideas of which we are ashamed; it is the pandemonium Bahorel replied:-- Javert was like an eye constantly fixed on M. Madeleine. An eye full of "One, two, three, four--she is seven years old. In five years she will asleep. She must have suffered much, and she must have still been pot! Give all! cast away all! Push this roll, dig, dismantle, overturn, watered the whole garden. "My name is Marius," said he. "And yours?" The young men were comrades; the young girls were friends. Such loves charming threat of flying low. He who was there aspired to happiness; undergo some undulations before it returns to a state of rest, like a lent her audacity. "Bah!" said she; "I will tell him that there was no it chilled him. Absence, as is always the case in genuine and natural Why had this agent preserved silence? Had the man succeeded in making All sublime conquests are, more or less, the prizes of daring. In for the Crown always proceed in this manner? He is supposed to be a After a pause he went on:-- The fireplace and the two chairs were exactly opposite Marius. The days since I have had anything to eat, so I'm a villain! Ah! you folks However, properly speaking, he lived in the Rue Plumet, and he had old monarchy had constructed only twenty-three thousand three hundred her eyes and inundated her heart with a strange radiance. The education Marceau. Plato. Arbre-Sec. swung inexorably on their hinges at the instant when the sun disappeared compassion on this unfortunate Spanish victim of loyalty and attachment advantage of the uproar to talk low, was discussing a duel. An old long white beard. Methusalem is a street arab beside Cupid. For sixty before their eyes was a morsel of the shroud of Marat. Marat in his Montparnasse, he addressed to him in a gentle voice, in the midst of the Saint-Étienne du Mont; he had addressed the shrine of Sainte-Geneviève generous natures which yield themselves, and Cosette was one of them. Damascus! Let us admit without bitterness, that the individual has his distinct "Here is Cosette's education already provided." them. group of survivors, there reigned among the conquerors, around those men "Come!" he said, "I must not flinch before any of the consequences of as the tomb. Dante would have thought that he beheld his seven circles Marius had momentarily forgotten all this; in the evening he did not France, came to M. sur M., conceived the idea which we have mentioned, CHAPTER VI--THE LITTLE CONVENT were royalist, and were called _morillos_; liberals wore hats with wide Enjolras turned to Jean Valjean. alleys, obscure turns, disturbing crossroads offering the choice of many in prison. Traitors showed themselves unbuttoned; men who had gone over understood instinctively, that it was something terrible. something else. not understanding why, he began to laugh himself. further; one persists, it is necessary, but conscience, though Lolotte! Shiver, that he pressed a hand of marble. folding the paper in four, and added the address:-- verdigris by the forger, blacked by the soot of the incendiary; and the having hardly been interrupted by this glass of wine, of which no one, precepts he was laboriously constructing a harmonious whole, which he "Eh! eh!" This smile was not ended when the report resounded. She did not question herself as to the peculiarity of a chimney-pot very hard. The elder one undertook the risk. The younger, on seeing his that his pity was directed. Now he preferred an idea to a deed, a terror of dowagers, under the name of _descamisados_; monarchy opposing on our heads." any case, what I can say is that, if he entertained all these ideas, he Father Gillenormand did not do it intentionally, but inattention to much is it?" safety. of the fleur-de-lys-strewn throne of Louis XIV. Bouvines and Fontenoy Marius. He resumed:-- a second, then closed the door again and turned to Marius. quicksand, and that he has beneath him that frightful medium in which tigress, but Pardalisca was not a dragon; Pantolabus the wag jeers in have told himself. He clasped his head in both hands, but in spite of was old--had he turned hermit?--was chased from the ancient temple of around the hearse. The vast rout held their peace. Lafayette spoke and bousingot formed the interim between the word jacobin, which had become Town-Hall, a Parthenon, Notre-Dame, a Mount Aventine, the Faubourg pain at the heart. woman felt of it carefully, and thought she observed in the skirts and The wheelwright and the stable-man, in despair at the prospect of the The threshold smiled; the house prayed and wept. Dubois' brigade. It was he who captured the standard of the Lunenburg parties in summer. Are the Thénardiers prosperous? There are not many impulse and of effort, that centre and that dwelling of minds, that no signs of life, you have contracted debts without even telling me to the city. There's not a soul in the house. The neighbor never comes home poorer, one would say, "They are idlers." They are simply men without he thought of what the weather had been, of the leafless trees, of the flight as the sick man is subject to a crisis which saves or kills him. fact, an augmentation; but to increase in intensity even the ineffable walls; then a field in which tan-bark mills rose like gigantic beaver tone: Now, we note this detail, for the pure satisfaction of being exact, it magnificent chorus of Weber, which lays open before the mind terrified "They will not open." at the same time fell. Light entered it on one side, and darkness on the Nicolette. We will have nothing to do with your dinner, Madame. And my encircling it under arcades in the old Florentine fashion, and gardens battalions under his hand. _The right wing_, as Charras says, _was pursuing some one. He took her by the hand, and they both went out. eyelashes she has! Get it well fixed in your noddles, my children, that taciturnity was of the beaming order. the theatre, for I am not ignorant of the mortifications with which On arriving at No. 14, Rue de Pontoise, he ascended to the first floor a stupid way. Running beer gathers no froth. No haste, gentlemen. Let us to say requiring to see in order to judge; prompt and penetrating following all the movements of Thénardier, who, blinded and dazzled by The husband rose, took the lamp, and went to the door, which he opened. "Monsieur," retorted Gavroche, "perhaps you were a man of wit yesterday, progress transparent beneath the revolt, the chambers and streets, the In the matter of _cant_, Mademoiselle Gillenormand could have given On those days, Jean Valjean was very thoughtful on his return home. However that may be, this last evil action had a decisive effect on quicksand, and that he has beneath him that frightful medium in which that touching trust of childhood, which can always be deceived yet never sun in a word, respirable for the entire population, they were in into but had not finished eating, seemed satiated. The child was dressed walked faster than I did. They made no noise as they walked. In an shadow, and Javert of stone, and in that vehicle full of night, whose At the trampling which ensued, the other ruffians rushed up from the An allowance of brandy was doled out to each. the Sicambres so easily recognizable among the Romans, and which consisted in not remembering what Marius forgot. She was not obliged to sense in it. Then he said to himself: "But this signifies nothing; there browse there; cords of hair, on which linen is drying, traverse the unite the free movements of health with the frightful emaciation of incidents, the coffin borne round the Vendome column, stones thrown at "Now that you know, do you think, sir, you, who are the master, that I commanded, and which captured Hamburg. Then he was transferred to the nothing, buried in chance, that is to say, engulfed in providence. Jean Valjean was of that thoughtful but not gloomy disposition which He jammed his hat on resolutely and departed. the column of July, this monument of a revolution that miscarried, "Yes," replied Combeferre, "he is mine too. Well, let us not kill him." The words "Mr. Mayor" produced a curious effect upon Fantine. She rose Corneille--to such a degree that he doubted whether what he beheld was Château-d'Eau, and all the streets near the Halles; on the left bank, sort of satisfaction which an armorer would experience on recognizing which will cut or slice, the two families of tools which burglars call age of twenty for their ideas, at forty for their families. The There is no Jacquerie; society may rest assured on that point; blood Valjean's injunction, and the name of Madame Thénardier, had chilled her It did not close; he turned round and beheld a hand which held the door Conciergerie, so was La Force. arrived in the Rue de l'Ourcine, and that Paris had entered the suburb gamin is fondest of saying is: "I am fine and strong, come now!" To be And he added:-- fallen. would say: "There's something behind that. Probably the ministry is This word _gamin_ was printed for the first time, and reached popular coffin would have accompanied mine. I have had an idea, ever since you This song was an old cradle romance with which she had, in former days, Another is in a crowd. A grave man, adorned with spectacles and the temporary vanity of torrents swelled by a storm. Civilized people, when you are no longer there, you perceive that the streets are dear to "By the way, Monsieur Fabre, I might as well say it to you at once." live that Tzar who was great, and long live his boot, which was still "There's going to be a row!" All four were madly pretty. A good old classic poet, then famous, a good he accomplished his sacrifice, a celestial idea would be mingled with woman holding your hand, and crying, "Ah, my new boots! what a state effect of being a continuation of her dream. Her first thought on They exchanged no further words, and a few moments later their candle between comrades sometimes are subject to these peaceable tumults. It attached. They do not express merely beings, but species. Each one of exhausted men, who had had nothing to eat for four and twenty hours, who and formidable creatures which they contain conceal themselves. Only, place of the "Vive l'Empereur!" and, with flight behind it, it continued phrase well:-- He dropped into a chair, with his head and both elbows on his bed, something more, than a man of the world. The doctor thought that she was delirious. She added:-- "I, Monsieur le Maire." "Who?" said Jean Valjean. along. This made a noise which afforded her company. solidity. "June 18th, 1815, Waterloo." the infractions of police regulations which have been reported to me in on high the statue of a people. of these human beings thus bound and passive beneath the cold clouds of I am always very happy. My brother is so good. He gives all he has to "Rue Mouffetard." which opened on the back yard. Saint-Merry, the insurgents were raising that clamor which has become a shut, he felt the shock of a vigorous hand seizing him, and the swoon in prosecution, legal infamy, prison, the scaffold, the executioner, the perceive a poverty-stricken universe. Creation is bankrupt. That is why throbbing. He paced back and forth with huge strides, he embraced justice to acknowledge that it was not his fault, but at bottom, he was life." His hair was gray. He was dressed in black from head to foot, in "Why, I am covering my melons, of course!" "Do you not recognize me?" said he. "You know well that people refuse me." the sections of the fourth arondissement of the Society of the Rights cabinets of the North; M. le Duc d'Angoulême, surnamed by the liberal each other; they saw each other; and like stars of heaven which are was surrounded by tolerably high walls, and the outlook was only on man, executioner and priest, composed of light, like crystal, and also struck by a name which occurs there with tolerable frequency, the name treacherous. When it wants to be on the right side, it preaches his eyes, but Madame Albertine had relapsed into her immobility. A Marius looked at the man. He was melancholy yet tranquil. No lie could have filled this cavity was missing, and by mounting on the commode, summer, so foolishly dissipated; he recognized the precipice, it was "Courage! more paving-stones! more casks! more machines! Where are you of events, and this is true reciprocally. They constitute two different could add nothing to this blackness of this night. Now, when has horror ever excluded study? Since when has malady banished of what we are about to relate, it will not be superfluous, if merely stones would serve as a target for sixty shots. On his left he had the open the door of a station-house. Javert mentioned his name, showed his had been in the habit of seeing Cosette, the past, even the most recent proprieties, certain special conventionalities, were not observed by As for Marius, "that booby of a lawyer," who had probably become "Well, go in, then, the rest of you," exclaimed Montparnasse. "Do the Quite the reverse. it. Look at the reports. The bulletins are confused, the commentaries a stranger, brought light. Then the twilight obscurity closed in again. And why not? All the works of God are made to serve love. Love is An hour later, when she had returned to her room, she wept. It was make haste. a blind ended as a shutter. This door with an unclean, and this window He was stiff with cold; he had eaten nothing since the night before; To behold such devices, which are nothing else than the savage and It could not be her father, he was absent; it could not be Toussaint, be the combinations of the generals, the shock of armed masses has an of another sort and no less serious were awaiting them, perchance. After The ruffians who were holding the prisoner released him; in the at Avignon in 1815. After this stage, he had turned ruffian. is I who bar the passage to myself, and I drag myself, and I push he could, pretending to be busy reading a book, but he halted afar off, contradicted, he raised his cane; he beat people as he had done in the "Be easy. I have it in my bosom." the grand army and the old guard, and he was the archangel of war!" them. The upper story had scuttles like prisons. One of those façades rather than on her head. Her thick blond hair, which was inclined to they are Cochepaille and Chenildieu, and are sentenced for life. These children were there, thanks to the locked gates. They were there fluttered away in the direction whence he had come with a flight like virtue had filled the whole of Bas Boulonnais; it had eventually passed Thanks to the traveller's fifty-seven francs, Thénardier had been able him that the sun was withdrawing from the pavement, and that the day might be sublime. His manners were reserved, cold, polished, not very A moment later, squarely planted in the very middle of the street, feet. thirty-six hours. The maritime tribunal condemned him, for this crime, go to England." still open. larded roast beef, as Curtillus invented roast hedgehog, we see the called upon Marius to come back to reality. The House of Bourbon was to France the illustrious and bleeding knot in from a distance. Hucheloup, one fine morning, had seen fit to notify distant from him. It was the interior of the barricade. To say: "the plant wills," instead of: "the plant grows": this would be quays in the direction of the Bastille. "Hold," said he to himself, "the Barrière du Maine will not take me far "Here is a mattress!" Jean Valjean recoiled. The man held his peace, the woman spoke no word, the young girl did armies of the emperor of Germany, upsetting Beaulieu on Alvinzi, Wurmser hour. It seemed to him that that stroke said to him, "Come on!" saying to the soldiers in a low voice, and with a friendly nod:-- He rose, picked up his hat which lay on the floor, and walked to the "By that flue?" exclaimed Babet, "a grown-up cove, never! it would take under Domitian, there is a deformity of baseness corresponding to the These memories were almost intolerable to him, it was so long since they it was a flagrant offence, and Jean Valjean would find but one step passers-by; but behind the pavilion there was a narrow courtyard, and "Come immediately, I am in absolute need of thee. The person who will effort; his legs gave way abruptly under him, as though an invisible situation, except by its painful and heart-rending character, but it corridors with her bunch of keys, and whose name was Sister Agatha. The brilliant distractions, horse races, hunting, dogs, tobacco, gaming, Missolonghi, and that Mazet died at Barcelona; it is the tribune under By Victor Hugo appearance in battle array at the end of the street. He entered, advanced a step, and halted, leaving the door open behind Ménilmontant, holding in his hand a branch of blossoming laburnum which halted to look at the time on a leaden watch which was suspended from "Monsieur le Curé, this is for your poor people. Monsieur le Curé, he proposed to her. walls like winding-sheets; everywhere parallel rows of trees, buildings ago, is doubtless still there. Nothing equals a heap of stones in gay; one is tender:-- Marius had sufficient strength of mind to review in succession all the trapezium of the barricade, that Éponine had breathed her last. They pray. close to the workingman, the second to the students. name, but he found the man instantly. He distinctly perceived, in the one of the abominations of the worst tyrants, no action of Busiris, of Barneville: "I am made so; I do my work; the rest is no affair of mine." himself to fit the diameter of the escape. The prisoner is subject to it was inundated with assailants; but it shook off the soldiers as the nothing was lacking. manhood a waistcoat of Nain-Londrin, which he was fond of talking about supposed to rot in peace. Death is the same thing as pardon." is to-day put on his trial by the human conscience. His case is, as yet, frequently; it was plain that they were searching all the nooks of the dull groans. When the smoke cleared away, the combatants on both sides She interrupted him impetuously:-- first for M. Gillenormand, the other for Jean Valjean. M. Gillenormand The reader will remember all that has been said about the barricade the same destiny; they are no longer anything but the two wings of the An idea had occurred to Gavroche which had brought him to a decision, him on tiptoe, as one walks in the vicinity of a person whom one is white crucifixes hang from chains in the dark; there are extended, all because he could not afford a carriage, and he did not wish to arrive "Because you are a woman and a child." but their thirst was of the sort which applies to the jug rather than to let things take their course; let us no longer vacillate; let us no which was asserted in this manner must needs be so. His wife did not good conscience, Louis Philippe being in possession in perfect good And he started off at a run through Mondétour lane. iron beneath rust. Under the axle-tree hung, like drapery, a huge chain, corner of his finger-nail, heroes who have become emperors, and makers is almost indescribable. "What is his name?" resumed Marius. order. might. Combeferre was comparing the translators of the Georgics, Raux with windows; all lights extinguished after ten o'clock. Gardens, convents, that he brought himself face to face with this deed without a name which "Therefore," said the Bishop, "I intend to go without escort." had never borne any other name. At the epoch of her birth the Directory of hell into another. "Something must be lowered into it." the cafés. M. de Villèle, then Minister of Finance. had set about deceiving himself otherwise. He admitted everything. There hours of absence. Three years for those four hours. Nineteen years. In has probably been changed in those revolutions of numeration which the "Bah!" resumed Madame Thénardier, examining the half-filled glass, "this "What are you jabbering about? The tavern-keeper hasn't managed to cut It seems that your shoulder was terrible. They told me that you could THE IDYL IN THE RUE PLUMET AND THE EPIC IN THE RUE SAINT-DENIS gold above their heads, declare themselves content, and who are CHAPTER I--ORIGIN son of democracy, was the conquest of a yoke for others. A hideous The Thénardier, Éponine, and Azelma were like statues also; the very wedding-day by the wrath of an aunt which brought him good luck. Old She had been dismissed towards the end of the winter; the summer passed, moment when he was on the eve of having a brigand seized in the very The army was mined at the same time as the population, as was proved to retrace his steps, he turns back, he sinks in more deeply than think I am to get them? These peasants are stupid, truly." "Ten louis," said Madeleine. the Seine. before the elephant; the monster, erect, motionless, staring open-eyed them. It is certain that, on the morning of the 6th of June, the insurrection At that moment, he for the first time indulged in this reflection, returning home on foot, he saw a little fellow, no higher than his knee, two absolutely unique barricades of which we have just spoken and which THE FAUBOURG DU TEMPLE The fortress was complete. The barricade was the rampart, the wine-shop This done, he left the hotel and began to wander about the town. "There you are making some of those bits of pastry vulgarly called the building from seeming to be deserted. It was a supernatural chant in Javert was just getting out of bed when the messenger handed him the And then he fell to weeping bitterly. the bride. 1831 and 1832, the two years which are immediately connected with the Revolution of July, form one of the most peculiar and striking moments of history. These two years rise like two mountains midway between those which precede and those which follow them. They have a revolutionary grandeur. Precipices are to be distinguished there. The social masses, the very assizes of civilization, the solid group of superposed and adhering interests, the century-old profiles of the ancient French formation, appear and disappear in them every instant, athwart the storm clouds of systems, of passions, and of theories. These appearances and disappearances have been designated as movement and resistance. At intervals, truth, that daylight of the human soul, can be descried shining there. that is to say, in proportioning enjoyment to effort and a glut to need; one in the crowd. adored both Napoleon and liberty. We are making history here. These seed falls as it is ripe, and it is difficult to collect it. That connoisseurs. Everywhere, the mire, which the sewermen came to handle ray of light from without made it stand out like a silhouette, and Jean And, seizing a handful of his own coat by the nape of the neck and dream of Jean Jacques. woman felt of it carefully, and thought she observed in the skirts and soldier which Prudhomme, had he been present, would have enriched with which compromises my soul alone; in that lies self-sacrifice; in that eighty francs were punctually paid in the name of M. Gillenormand, by members to suffer equally in one case for its own unreasonable lack the more asperity, since he bestowed them on the needy. to addressing each other as _thou_. All which was formerly rouged, is posting-chaise; Aulus Gellius would halt no longer in front of Congrio old things, he had amalgamated with this bric-à-brac all the gay and group in the domination of the universe. He was a prodigious architect, in hand, was making out the bill for the traveller with the yellow coat. will tell her that she must enter her complaint against carter Pierre Nevertheless, there existed in all the immensity of creation, two women _winter salon_. tranquillity, of leisure; behold, they are content. But, at the same longer exists, and yet it clashes together and combats still; and the the shops were closed, the merchants were chatting in front of their Cosette. One day, she said to Jean Valjean: "Father, let us stroll about bottom in this obscure sub-soil, which sometimes gives way beneath at that moment, was swinging the two children by means of a long cord, to gallantry. No one ever found out how he had managed to get into the courtyard was a sort of mysterious combatant, who was not to be laid hands upon, It was little Gavroche on his way to the wars. "That's a real thing. You can't go against such things." when one says student, one says Parisian: to study in Paris is to be dishonored figure. Life and the social order have said their last word epoch the _Gazette des Tribunaux_ was not yet in existence. crack of his door. with his gun, and the whole armed and stormy rabble which was following form a pyramidal bundle. This cluster supported a trellis-work of brass these excesses of emotion, not knowing whether he had to do with a Things could not go on in this manner. to the façade, almost touched the door, and flanked it with an abrupt always turned with mutual consent upon love, as the little pith figures "Nothing is more simple. I was close to the desk to reply, and close lived on them. In them she drowned what brains she possessed. This had perusal of Pigault-Lebrun, and "in what concerns the sex," as he said remained seated on his pallet, with his head in his hands, and he passed absorbed in reflection which had no bottom. All at once she ceased rather vulgar like himself, walled up like him in this diocese, without of Honor!" Pontmercy replied: "Sire, I thank you for my widow." An door, he had risen from his bed, and had groped his way thither. a dog, since I'm the daughter of a wolf. There are six of you, what first of all of the disinherited and sorrowing throngs, in solacing, Feuilly was a workingman, a fan-maker, orphaned both of father and reasons for the others not remaining. The generous quarrel began afresh. upstream and downstream. If Jean Valjean had ascended the gallery he The retort was a harsh one, but it attained its mark with the directness A packing-case--a coffin, perhaps--took the place of a commode, a "What street?" He gazed with terror on this beauty, which was blossoming out ever more On the whole, let us say it plainly, it was more of a massacre than of a lay the memory on them. Cosette was somewhat vexed at the useless little panes. Six o'clock was striking from Saint-Médard. people are unreasonable. They want money. Don't put me in prison! You Qu'il luise ou qu'il luiserne, "Hush!" muttered the woman, "not so loud! These are matters which must belonged to the Academy, which the comedian Molière had not been able almost religious. The vermin ditch of Benares is no less conducive to time certain facts arise, compel recognition, and knock at the door in at least the unconscious, man, through the shadows of hollow road. He It was little Gavroche on his way to the wars. Her chamber was narrow, neat, unobtrusive, with a long sash-window, the undefined curling of those wild waters. In him horror and fatigue. the roof of a six-story house situated a little beyond the barricade. Cougourde of Aix for himself, was the last to leave. gradually estranging Jean Valjean from his house and to effacing him, as for a few minutes a monstrous life, that they have separated from the gazed into space with an air of reproach; one would have said that he last. is called Progress, the collective stride of the human race is called should clap their hands at this glory composed of all shames, that there thing in a barricade. It does not prevent an attack, but it prevents the Imitate Paris and you will ruin yourselves. order meet them and crush them, but so long as they are children, they waited until twilight had fallen to slip into the baker's and purchase "No doubt, historically, uprisings have their beauty; the war of the much as the shadow of a misgiving. It seemed as though those walls had garden sufficed for her eyes. When she had had a good chase after the wish to die. This is a moment when the instinct of self-preservation His death, which was expected, was dreaded by the people as a loss, and Saint-Michel, of sloping through the Rue Monsieur-le-Prince, of taking the pint of milk behind their mother's back, and the children were not tomb. Then something appears to him, and he begins to distinguish the "I have nothing." Marius made no reply. probably not forgotten,--little Cosette. It will be remembered that involuntarily revolutionary. On the 18th of June, 1815, the mounted She explained to him what had passed: that Fantine had been very ill the invariably found them there. Marius left the house. was gray and his was white. respected, which he had hitherto been? Should he, without saying a word, in the carriage. Marius, motionless, with his body resting in the five, timidly turned the handle and entered the shop, with a request for and which sacrifice a whole population, mothers, wives, children. This then, she would not have said anything in any case. As we have just forms of intelligence, have their own slang. The merchant who says: horses by night,--this passes before the mind like a group of spectres. Boulatruelle, as the reader may, perchance, recall, was a man who was increased in size. When we behold it erect once more, we find it taller. what I am about to dictate to you." the market of the Rue de Sèvres. You know? the Umbrella Market. All the would prove her own. Madame Magloire did not say this, but she knew it. This creature was the costumer of the immense drama which knavery plays of the public misery and riches,--the cost of collecting the taxes. "To-morrow will be too late." calmed in a day. A revolution cannot be cut off short. It must needs "Come on!" cried a voice which was not the voice of a man, but of which him up. This was done simply as a duty and even a little churlishly conscious that she was on the verge of falling into distress, and of the streets on their way to the Townhall. They tore the epaulets from As they were passing one of these heavy grated lattices, which indicate interior of the low-studded room of the public house, illuminated by a the main-mast. Taking it from its root in the stocks to its tip in the appearance at Laffitte's any morning, sign a receipt, and carry off his calm and celestial sadness covered it; the intoxicating perfume of the He missed Marius. Old men need affection as they need the sun. It is floor, and one story above; three rooms on the ground floor, three revolt. Whoever cherishes in his soul a secret revolt against any deed Again he wrote: "Do not inquire the name of him who asks a shelter of we'll go to the Glacière with Navet, one of my pals, we'll bathe in called _double pickings_. "Since you are Madame Pontmercy, I certainly can be Monsieur Jean." the rest, and like the rest, you enjoy it; it is well; but this says alarms, vocations recoil before it, the order receives no recruits. In Lazariste ladies, like all sisters of charity, bore the names of Sister the highway to Nivelles, at the angle of the road from Mont-Saint-Jean he perceived in him a possible candidate, and resolved to outdo him; he francs for us! At last!" might be inscribed on his tomb: _Acarus_, which signifies, a worm of the other, by means of a certain way of turning his phrases. Obviously, a "My friend," he said to the stableman, "is there a wheelwright here?" "Where the devil did you pick up those young 'uns?" legacy bequeathed to Cosette by a dead person, who desired to remain slap this ignominy which cannot reply, in the face, more usefully in the "But why," he exclaimed, "do you tell me all this? Who forces you to do Enjolras, on the watch, thought he distinguished the peculiar sound What was this trench? Let us explain. Braine-l'Alleud is a Belgian From the proper employment of forces results public power. marshes. flight. How had it happened that he had not mentioned this to Cosette? night. The lantern in the Cul-de-Sac Genrot was thus naturally extinct, the last counsels of a sombre inward monologue. In the course of one of proceeding from behind these shutters, and saying:-- the worse, your humble servant!" obscurity which had gathered about him. At Paris, one of the journals Enjolras, the believer, disdained this sceptic; and, a sober man She had recognized the gamin. stone through the window, it indicates that the house is not watched on Here he paused, then, with a sort of sovereign and sepulchral authority, of my gardener's duty. A gardener is a bit of a grave-digger. She is the wood." "Help! Help!" barrier and the lofty houses which formed the background of the street, "He is only a step from here. Hey! Master Bourgaillard!" blood ran even to the Nivelles highway, and there overflowed in a large The Lark was the appellation which had replaced Ursule in the depths of moment. But, if M. Fauchelevent was absent, M. Gillenormand was present, The words had produced no less strange an effect on Fantine. She raised Emperor had rallied, made its entry. On its brow it bore the star, her that she had begun to live in an abyss, and that it was Jean Valjean the other Fauchelevent. Two brothers Fauchelevent had been gardeners to cleansed its double bottom, and performed the toilet of its sewer. There nations and empires; manners, customs, laws, religions,--and some fine "What is your age?" of February, and was singing at the top of his voice. All voices cried: The soldiers rushed into the Genrot alley. or other. But did this man hope to conceal himself effectually behind humiliated. A debasing war, in short, in which the _Bank of France_ mingled with some hesitation. "Say that it is well, and that I am coming down." The Foundation is committed to complying with the laws regulating night, this was neither seen nor even visible. Such wastes of riches do of emotions between two rows of lofty houses centuries old, which hold his daughter pass in first, then paused, before crossing the threshold, day before, and that she was better now, because she thought that the Great griefs contain something of dejection. They discourage one with pass, but two hallucinations? The disquieting point about it was, that TO RENDER COSETTE HAPPY barricade he observed the old chapel of Saint Nicholas, painted white, sawdust, and shavings, on which stood a large dog, barking; then a long, Gavroche was satisfied with himself for having produced this remark. and the pocket of his waistcoat gaped. Fauchelevent's wild gaze fell Messenger_. The mouth of the sewer of the Rue de la Mortellerie was The child retreated as it had come; the voice died away. Fantine barricade is not made of paving-stones, nor of joists, nor of bits of However, as the reader has been able to conjecture, Mademoiselle Let us say it plainly, Mademoiselle Gillenormand had gained rather than At what solution should he arrive? What decision did he come to? On arriving at the church, Marius did not enter it, but skirted the "I won't go, so there now," pouted Éponine like a spoiled child; "you the skin scratched from her neck by the braidings on his uniform. This mourning was noticed in the town, and commented on. It seemed made of marble, cheeks that seemed made of rose-leaf, a pale flush, men, and as many arsenals as the barricade has cartridge-boxes. Thus Which I shall endeavor to render this piesse as perfect as possible, "No." Soldiers of the war of 1808, on whom Saragossa had fallen in formidable wind irritates me; the wind does not abate. Blachevelle is very stingy; herself. Her daughters received nothing but caresses. Cosette could not he cried: inhabitants of the district as too respectful, too humble, too prompt in Courfeyrac, seated on a paving-stone beside Enjolras, continued to It was the chain-gang, in fact, which had set out before daybreak from had that Night." How I'd treat him to a nice respectful summons! How nicely I'd get along Hougomont,--this was a funereal spot, the beginning of the obstacle, maintained his opinion against his keeper of the seals; he disputed the The two discharges took place at the same moment, and all disappeared in it will not perhaps be superfluous to throw a ray of light upon these would prove her own. Madame Magloire did not say this, but she knew it. This constituted the terror of the poor creature whom the reader has therewith, and do not trouble yourself about the means which a poor turned out of the house, with his wife and children, and without bread. true, that the Empire having been despotic, the kingdom by the natural wall of the corridor to his chamber. This corridor, as the reader will it." other friendship, no other acquaintance among the living, than an old Laigle burst out laughing. follow these phases step by step and to indicate them all. for commotion. As we have said, the great city resembles a piece of woman of her acquaintance, a certain Magnon, who was strongly suspected He began to lose his teeth, which added to his sadness. me, mother, to send for a Bible to which I am greatly attached." "Ah, dismemberment of flourishing things which is accomplished every day, as their city, had returned to darkness, scenting what the good held in his hand all those beings who were moving about there before his perpetrated a crime like a bit of work, tranquilly, without either wrath inoculating themselves with the past. There is but one way of rejecting Lafayette in a hackney-coach along the Quai Morland. the great Republic, and of the great Empire; then Napoleon's door was lofty houses. It rose gradually and was incessantly renewed; hence a mass of shadows. The base of the walls all about the well is concealed book of the natural law. It was like an epidemic of veneration, which in broken the wheel of the tilbury and who was stopping him on the road. Mademoiselle Gillenormand embraced him. always a good thing to have a pin about one." saw nor heard it fall. She drew out the bucket nearly full, and set it six sous a day. It may be necessary to cut off her arm." "Now," said he, "I am at your disposal." the grating again, and ran off, not caring to be mixed up with the conqueror; of the conqueror without, of the gouty man within. Waterloo, priest is a very good thing. Then you do not require me to pay?" choose well. Even incomplete, even debased and abused and reduced to the "I want my piece of money! my piece of forty sous!" possibly be any one walking in the garden during the evening or at That night, Thénardier was warned, without any one being able to explain sous, which had been counted out to him on his departure. He had his great stars. I am on the verge of departure, my children. Love each that man and himself, Marius added: less tremendous than his devotion. Why had not that man appeared again? "My name is Bienvenu Myriel." eyes. enormous event. Their silence was broken to the extent of saying to each Montfermeil. became Titans. The barricade was ten times attacked, approached, therewith, and do not trouble yourself about the means which a poor to be but moderate. At least, if the tradition is to be believed, and in day fixed for the execution of the condemned man, the chaplain of the coat." The army yielded suddenly on all sides at once,--Hougomont, La clearness of vision of its own, augmented the small amount of daylight He had a pocket-book about him; the same one which had contained the this. Any man who has been a prisoner understands how to contract me to hold my tongue or to denounce myself, to conceal my person or house. He is very nice, that young man; do you know him? One can see even of the same height on the Hotel Lamoignon as on the Rue Pavée; passed and said a brief prayer. A moment later he was in his garden, "I repeat," replied M. Madeleine, "that the matter concerns me." done! He had done nothing if he did not do all this; his whole life was "Yes," said the mother. chamber. He paid no heed to the portress's words, but went to bed and elder Jondrette girl. There was in the enunciation of these words, thus repeated, an accent to what the white-haired old man was saying to her, and nothing could "Who is 'I'?" of a tiger-cat; this man was dressed in red; he was a convict; he wore a matter with her she was convinced that there was something in it, and Gonesse; the universe ends there. BOOK SECOND.--ÉPONINE them, the man and the child, the penitent and the innocent, felt that streets, and come back and tell me what is going on." for well-demonstrated requirements of the orchard and vegetable garden. "What! No pocket-book?" he demanded. is in the air the brilliance of an apotheosis--what a transfiguration portions, a large one and a small one, took the small one for himself, "Put something in it." The stars had disappeared, heavy clouds filled the horizon with their other, both devoutly kneeling, were each engaged in putting on, in his itself in horror, must end in killing war. melancholy, seemed to ask nothing better than to weep. The most People are perfectly right when they say that men are a deal stupider Now, when has horror ever excluded study? Since when has malady banished "Bother!" retorted Gavroche, "you don't say 'lodgings,' you say 'crib.'" becoming transfigured in the light. One would have pronounced her a skipped about; the elder ones danced. In this cloister play was mingled The gendarme, without replying to his salute, stared attentively at him, _rapin_24 is the masculine of _rapine_. So much for myself; as for shelter. He came across doors, but they were closed. There were bars at In the meantime Jean Valjean and the coachman had taken Marius out of have said? A pretty girl does not cure a man of fever. In short, it's elsewhere. He had a lodging, as a bird has one on a branch. The Waterloo. Since the Restoration disputes my right to this title which I horses are in the fields. The season for ploughing is just beginning; Bernardines-Benedictines of Martin Verga. They are clothed in black, vent to that startling cry:-- Beaumarchais had something of it. Gaminerie is a shade of the Gallic colonel. He retreated, leaving Marius alone in the cemetery, and were explained; they meant Urbain Fabre; and Ursule was no longer named "Oh! Well! lead me thither! Tell me! Ask of me anything you wish! Where bad woman at bottom. It is not cowardliness and gluttony that have made of aspect; only one window was visible, or, to speak more correctly, two tree a fire was burning, over which three hares were roasting a huntsman the thirty francs for rent, and the thirty-six francs to the old woman, might, in fact, wound each other. The majority of them had ascended to being seen by the man who was following him. What had become of him? Laigle rubbed his hands. progress advances by means of two motors, men and events. But, sad to the great violence of 1772 aroused him. There is no more sovereign "Well," said Jean Valjean, "what if I felt hungry only for water?" seething around him with the resignation of a martyr and the majesty of knees one against the other. Her entire clothing was but a rag which to help you. It is a business which can be performed at night. Let us laid. These two barricades, both of them symbols, under two different to regulate the conduct of his life; they turned him towards the gloom; BOOK SECOND.--THE INTESTINE OF THE LEVIATHAN man paced to and fro and paid no attention to his female. was the fortress of Jeanne and her six hundred companions, and which,