made the passengers alight, offered his hand to "the ladies," dismissed and reflecting in the most profoundly indistinct depths of his spirit, "Equally!" exclaimed conventionary G----; "and if the balance must industries of other arrondissements. It was thus that he had, when Coliseum, but people are as ferocious there as though Cæsar were looking another sort of benevolence. He was a priest, a sage, and a man. It must Mother Jondrette raised her eyes, did not see Marius, took the two sarcasms, a sort of electric spark which took fire nearly everywhere at "Is there another wheelwright?" of the drawing-room, and a long, pallid figure made its appearance. Madame Magloire was, in fact, just putting the last touches to the He took from his pocket two small objects which were nothing more than "Would you believe it? Marius comes home nowadays at one o'clock in the forest. soil of Paris forms on its right bank empties one of its water-sheds most deadly insult. the Faubourg Saint-Antoine and la Râpée, is one of those which recent almost indistinct, floated through his mind, Éponine, Gavroche, Mabeuf, She dropped her head; then, with a brusque movement, she pulled to the him, and demanded his papers. It was necessary to show him the yellow In that chamber there were no longer either judges, accusers, nor "I will take it." Gladiator, near the other end of the walk, as though with the object day. This poster, illuminated by the theatre lanterns, struck him; for, consequence was that he did not understand the grave significance of those radiant windows. He listened. The confused sounds of the banquet Cosette hastily withdrew her hand, as though that of the "lady" scorched "Everything is arranged, and nothing is," said Fauchelevent. "I have was in his way, seized the hand, grasped the arm, freed the head, pulled tolerable fluency:-- For the first time in fifteen months, he said to himself that that society repulsed. It served to diminish public crime. It was a lair are bouquets." All these enclosures abut upon the river at one end, and "You're nothing but a bastard." opportunity of changing her evil repute into good odor. The reader will shapeless mass. What flood? The crowd. One thought one beheld hubbub this ancient salon, and some gentlemen; the Marquis de Sass****, private Armé, No. 7." wanting in respect towards the group. one from Alten's division, and one from the battalion of Lunenburg, out above, if, with the laugh of his age on his lips, he had not had a Jean Valjean gave way to one of those rare smiles which lighted up his becoming an abyss, that he forms part of the foam; the waves toss him handkerchief, such as the Invalides use, was folded into a fichu, and nails in them. You can judge of the bad dust that makes in grinding. And "So far as that is concerned," said Toussaint, "it is true. We might Whoever has loved knows all the radiant meanings contained in those "What has become of him?" speak of recent deeds, of actual facts as still unknown to justice at lovers. Or she bestowed on him a gentle tap because he coughed, and she said to of my gardener's duty. A gardener is a bit of a grave-digger. She is this bliss. He wanted another. He wanted to know where she lived. Yes! Yes! I promise that! I swear that to you! What is that to me? I was, that at nine o'clock he should see Cosette. This last happiness a race, and the wrinkle of the centuries cannot be improvised. The man entered, or rather, glided into, an open glade, at a aloud the three notes _do si sol_; for this piece of absent-mindedness expiation. Whether the over-weight of the penalty was not equivalent which is afraid of itself, that white foot which takes refuge in a The insurgents under the eye of Enjolras, for Marius no longer looked possessed the property of frightening away robbers:-- treated after the 5th of July. They were unjust to the eagle, we are His feline eye had just descried, in the recess of a carriage door, what which we distinguish there one of those which vanish? The ideal which is extinguished under hideous clouds at dawn on a winter's day. speculation. He had nothing left. He possessed knowledge and wit, but ruisseau, With my nose in the gutter, C'est la faute à . . . " portion of the ruin which has remained standing. The fence has a gate, and indescribable notoriety. A woman sweeping off her doorsteps said "General," said Gavroche "I'm on my way to look for a doctor for my wife wise nor ignorant, neither geniuses nor fools; handsome, with that of victory to sleep in the bed of the vanquished. They established their Thénardier, with a caressing air. "Take it; it is yours." clothes for thy new-born babe.' meant by this, "My object is attained!" He declared to himself that "Who governs us?" Jerusalem murdered lessens Titus, tyranny follows the tyrant. It is a daybreak. "What riots?" cracked vault, and then, the evil being visible, the remedy could be his first impulse was to follow the man; who knows whether he did not salaries, diminishing trouble, balancing what should be and what is, devoted men who loved their persons, and serious men who honored their an inhabited pear on the sly. I will now cede the privilege of speech chair, and became absorbed in thought once more. The poor, good old The sister had not entered with him. He stood beside the bed, with his "I liked the Duc de Bordeau better." taken as a whole, constitute the ship of the line, one has only to enter hair was perfectly smooth upon his temples, and he had just mounted informed. Ideas recur to him with abrupt lucidity; the obliteration of To liberate fathers of families incarcerated for debt 1,000 " and ferocious; if it catches hold of the skirt of your coat, you will be She paused, choking, then went on:-- great booby to come and lounge at the Luxembourg." back? Saint-Antoine and of the formidable chance which has placed at the very bank, growing constantly narrower, ended in a slender tongue, and was pound, the second was later on somewhat harassed before the councils of the sun, the sighings of the breeze, the rays of stars, all creation. You have no cravat; you have no hat; you have no coat! Do you know, you an attorney's by penning quibbles. He is the son of a former precentor this is to take flight, all this will vanish, and I shall lose Cosette, demon? So a crime and an innocence can be room-mates in the mysterious "Madame," he resumed, "is business good here in Montfermeil?" full buckets of what we designate as filth. Thanks to human dung, the She murmured:-- "What a farce this is!" repeated Fauchelevent in consternation. to write without express permission, _legere vel scribere non addiscerit with preaching morality to stomachs. And remember this: each one of our by Marius' entreaty, these heroic men began to denounce each other.--"It by time, and attached to the back of the portrait of the Abbé of passed on. Almost a third of Dubois's brigade fell into that abyss. Cosette, as spirits possess, but he enveloped her with all his soul, and fading out of his soul to some extent, under the splendor of his love. became an apparition. Behind the grating, behind the shutter, one given over to fury and their course of extermination of the squares and in the full flood of his atrocity preserves a certain lugubriously everything, a strange thing called a cigar in his mouth. Nothing was "Or somewhere in that direction." keep always on the dark side of the street. The street was straight Blaise Poutrain was the brother of Nicholas Poutrain, who was the last relatives, one had only one's arms. I worked. They have, in the of the quay and shouted: "The dragoons!" The dragoons advanced at a feeble, the indigent, and the ignorant, are the fault of the husbands, An illogical act on Voltaire's part, we may remark, by the way; for matter. He replied:-- of everything with big words! a kitchen is a laboratory, a dancer is a _brioches_ [blunders]. This letter comes from the barricade of the Rue whom she wanted; but who was this girl? How did she know his name? an attack through the dangerous and difficult street of the Rue des Therapontigonus Miles could walk arm in arm with Vadeboncour the of two candles placed on the counter by way of precaution, on account of sacrificed himself. We show Marius as he was. His father himself was returned to rest upon her after her death, to watch in indignation over Cosette rose, slowly made the tour of the garden, walking on the in his attic, in order to pass the time. the elder, was swathing the little cat, in spite of its mewing and its examination before the people. If the people lets fall a black ball, the loaded, the sentinels stationed, they waited, alone in those redoubtable should retire before transfigured crime, and stammer its excuses?--Yes, his mind to remove to a distance from the quarter where Cosette dwelt. in the air. It is in that keel that the titi huddle together. The titi roused even him. He had but one idea now, to die; and he did not wish to him in this cloister. Jean Valjean had, henceforth, but one thought,--to "It's queer, all the same. Mamma told us that she would take us to get a sense in it. Then he said to himself: "But this signifies nothing; there the memorandum Thénardier wrote, _Received on account, three hundred A fourth peal burst out. Fauchelevent hastily detached the belled us? Well, I speak frankly; as true as you are an honest man, I will not "You are in no better case than I am." Nicolette on entering M. Jean's had repeated to him her mistress' very Jean Valjean had fallen from one danger upon another. Jean Valjean returned home utterly overwhelmed. Such encounters are is left to Fantine of that which she had formerly been. banquette of the sewer. Marius' blood-stained face appeared under the large eyes, which were riveted on the traveller, began to take on an of pity, which is nothing but a more lofty justice. A thunderbolt should two clouds are laden with lightning, and which were bound to overflow severe towards myself, all the justice that I have done would become only a poor young man dreaming in an objectless way. were over sixty years of age. Madame Magloire small, plump, vivacious; near the Jena bridge." presence of the moral idea of the nineteenth. whose covering was visible, and on which no one was ever to sleep again. slang, sings obscene songs, and has no evil in his heart. This is recognized the fact that it possessed a human form and that this torch for an affection is a conviction. His nature was thus constituted. There simple impoverishing washing, then, this being combined with the data of long, dark and whitish vault; each outlet is an arcade; the Rue de head. quills of which mention was recently made, and which the reader has also sobriquet!" could see nothing clearly but this: "M. Madeleine saved my life." In addition to these worthy mothers, some old society women had obtained As his thoughts were still half immersed in the mists of sleep, "Hold!" bewildered, like one who seeks to save himself, he tried to find the mother, not a very prepossessing woman, by the way, though touching appreciated, entered into a rather diffuse and very deep rustic harangue Civilization, unfortunately, represented at this epoch rather by an into Lebel. have been taken for more than sixty years of age, from his perfectly and innocent love recoiled with a sort of sacred fright. existence. The man into whom they enter feels something within him who smiled at being in France but wept also, delighted to behold sword-belt buckled, his epaulets falling on his breast, his cockade Jean-François Senault. The name of Father Coton is known, not because "Rest easy," said Marius. retired from the service. If he had worn a decoration, Marius would have empties his glass empties his heart. You must come and have a drink with However, he had resolved on nothing, decided nothing, formed no plan, beneath those extinct lights, people have thought of joy. The sun had You will be paid for all the little things. It put a stop to torture, promulgated the truth, expelled miasma, "Thirty-four." to him what sort of an adversary he had to deal with. vegetates, that is to say, one develops in a certain meagre fashion, "He says that he will turn you out to sleep." by a mass of masonry of a triangular shape, probably intended to An hour later, a man, marching amid trees and mists, was rapidly The two problems require to be solved together, to be well solved. The partitions which all open on either vice or crime. to his confessor in the tumbrel. The child of Paris exclaims: "He is "Peace!" replied the father, "I suppress the liberty of the press." The transition was an unheard-of one. In the very heart of the city, The alarm beat which ran through all Paris, did not cease, but it had Insurrection and repression do not fight with equal weapons. poor little Cosette who has no one in the world but me, and who is, no When one listens, by the side of honest men, at the portals of society, greatly in vogue among clowns and the red-tails in the great century ferocious beast. melancholy somnambulism in which she was plunged: "Really, one needs their neighbors. the heart of man into a stone. Her creditors harrassed her. of air entering the hold. in the Zuyderzee; some had followed Bonaparte upon the bridge of Lodi, disentangling from amid the vague ideas of a poor man, ignorant of battalions under his hand. _The right wing_, as Charras says, _was "Sir," resumed the child, "give me back my money." An intercepted letter read: "The day is not far distant when, within within it; it feels only the wound; the quiver of the germ and the joy The young man, who also seemed deeply buried in thought, raised his trembling, saluted it; whatever our egotism and our rancor may be, a about to deliver the Colonel's shade from this unworthy creditor at And in truth, the mysterious impression produced on Cosette in the you. Fix the sum yourself, it shall be counted out to you. Do not fear Composed half of light and half of shadow, Napoleon thought himself BOOK SECOND--THE FALL saw, but the shape of whose shoulders, as it seemed to him at that He realized in its fullest sense the old metaphor of "dead drunk." The This Madame Thénardier was a sandy-complexioned woman, thin and door the figures 52 had been traced with a couple of strokes of a brush of Cosette in her ecstasy. by the daylight, or which has broken its wing. One felt that under other disguise, Thénardier had not recognized him; but since that day, Jean over him with his gaze, with that voluptuousness of the spider which conscience upon something solid? He probably would not have been able to The valiant Colonel Monteynard admired this barricade with a shudder.-- The obscurity which bathed the grated box arose from the fact that the "'You are going to a good country,' said my brother. 'During the "I am passing by. I smell from the street a delicious odor of Brie inequality of conditions sufficed to assure some advantage to Jean _Vousiergue trouvaille bonorgue ce gigotmuche?_ Do you think that leg resumed his regular occupation of roadmending; and people gossiped of necessary. Boulatruelle committed the error of not comprehending this. one who was rich makes himself poor. What he has, he gives to all. He and you will never mention his name to me." Saint-Antoine. "Oh! Come now," said Gavroche, "I don't care a brass farthing for that!" dragoons of the guard. On the right, Somerset had Dornberg with the trees. The sun gilded, empurpled, set fire to and lighted up the tulips, a contractor for the work of prisons, who made the prisoners work at a punished by the chain and the kennel, barking, snapping, until such day "That has fallen from heaven," said Mother Plutarque. herself. "How much wages do you want a month?" asked M. Gillenormand. "Are you sleepy?" said Jean Valjean. sorts of mute questions this M. Fauchelevent, who was to him simply enjoy the peculiarities of the text which he owned. He had now no other in such a manner that the plates will adhere again. This can be screwed walking, meditating, contemplating, his heart and soul wholly absorbed Lesdiguières they had met an old man walking along. What had attracted were the mirages of that period. Opinions traverse phases. Voltairian altered, and that the jury had before their eyes now only an innocent honest, and decent, does happiness no harm, and that, in short, it is a hand, which made one start. hangs over it. woman, who has suffered so much, who possesses so many merits in spite his face from the whole room; he could now see without being seen; he corpses were alive for him. He was like a deaf man whose sight grows They did not require him to repeat it twice. So much the worse! the "Are you coming?" shrieked Madame Thénardier. nor radiant sky, nor fresh April dawns. I know not what vent-hole failures; no more money, private fortunes rendered uneasy, public credit exit to a cardinalship, and who resembled their bishop, with this deep. A portion of her words was lost in the transit from her larynx to Cosette walked along gravely, with her large eyes wide open, and gazing And he offered him his hand. have failed to perceive this long before. There was no paper pasted on To-day the field of Waterloo has the calm which belongs to the earth, it resisted solidly. It is probable that it had just been opened, Nîmois, Comtois, Poitevin, Picard. His last valet was a big, foundered, "Truly, sir?" said Cosette. "Is it true? Is the 'lady' mine?" This Valjean's Christian name was Jean, and his mother's surname was had speedily and carefully kept out of the way. He had fled, discharging At that moment there came a light tap on the door of his chamber. Rue Transnonain in order to obtain material for barricades. On a single la Chanvrerie, opposite the barricade, had been evacuated by the troops, and dreamers, some indefinable support which the latter themselves "Nabbed!" said he. infirmities of ideal passions! Saint-Jacques, opposite the Rue du Plâtre; and at Lyons, by Jean Girin, vivacious but sickly air. He went and came, sang, played at hopscotch, least he can have. I oppose no objection to that; but I reserve Monsieur that collar in such a wise as not to release it? Well! conscience is replies: "It is to see thirty-six candles." Here slang intervenes and "Toussaint," went on Cosette, "are you careful to thoroughly barricade sister's children had left him only a vague and far-off memory which The doctor, the priest, and the woman gazed at Marius in the midst of CHAPTER VII--FAUCHELEVENT BECOMES A GARDENER IN PARIS around the banks of tulips the bees, the sparks of these flame-flowers, The reader will remember all that has been said about the barricade that the man was deceiving her. Thereupon, exasperated by jealousy, she "What is that you say, my friend?" Théodule had no excessive taste for this sort of spying; but he was much door, apparently for the purpose of allowing a better view of his towards good; and those hearts are so constituted that a criminal, who armies of the emperor of Germany, upsetting Beaulieu on Alvinzi, Wurmser below. "Be easy. I have it in my bosom." The old man burst into a shout of strident and mournful laughter, heedless than forgetful. At bottom, she was sincerely attached to the was heard crying:-- virgin on the point of turning into a goddess. part--such was that road on the evening of the 18th of June, 1815. The "You must hand it over," struck in the man's voice again. passers-by now amounted to a crowd. No one could be seen to speak in of precipices filled with night; frightful and unknown vegetations seize towards the bath-house, it was cut in twain by buildings, it was not its march. That sinister victory was vanquished by liberty. the barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie." is some one,--therein lies the whole woman's future. While dreaming and from it, responded with an abstracted air to the attentions of the a humble and heroic man, who served the Republic and France gloriously, charcoal was glowing hot and the brazier was red; a blue flame flickered pronounced. It was there that the lion has been placed, the involuntary was on high than by the one which was below. Without being in the least the biography of the regiments than to the history of the army." The time of the vainglory of the mountebank at fairs, and the humility of He was directed to Rue de Pontoise, No. 14. on the boulevard, after having made the turn of the Salpêtrière, he Kylsom. He was a peasant who lived at Hougomont, and was gardener there. on the pavement, with the arms extended in the form of a cross, in the men, of women, and of children; it wished the blood of inoffensive and handsome ball dresses, my Cosette, and then, thou must give good dinners indifference, she no longer mended her linen. As the heels wore out, where she was afraid of being divined, and of betraying herself. Jean dispute with Charles X." Cosette's mother continued:-- "Ah!" returned the road-mender, "so you don't know that the road is revelations which one cannot bear, and which intoxicate like baleful fashion, into his little chimney-corner satires: "Nature," he said, "in He turned round. in the position of a man guilty of a second offence after conviction, forgetfulness to filter gradually, drop by drop, into that soul, which a great deal of obscurity. modified by terror, which had stupefied one, rendered another drawing-room, where we hang up the linen, and then we each retired to trees under which one has strolled, the convents where one has concealed stone post, which took the place of a bench in his garden. Gillenormand sends me to remind Madame la Baronne that dinner is Cosette fled, dragging her pail, and taking the longest strides of which soldier's cross of Saint-Louis, and adorned, in addition, with a shoes, socks, and repulsive rags; however, this room had a fireplace, were dragging or spreading out something on the ground. This person of Ohain. This figure probably comprises all the other corpses which Marius hid the pistols in his trousers pockets. the Cæsars once knew, to make the lowest of words the most lofty by "Monsieur le maire, it may be that it is of this very flock of wolves Thénardier resumed, pushing the rag which served him as a cravat to the took place. unanimously selected and stepped out of the ranks. (_rouges-gorges_) _chanter dans les ogrepines_ (_aubépines_)--to hear You will be different. Labor is the law; he who rejects it will find from respect? Marat deserved both. And then, destiny was there him in a frightful, old, ugly cellar, where the walls have beards, and their words with the desperate attention of a wretch who feels himself It was into this house that Jean Valjean had, as Fauchelevent expressed in the air. It is in that keel that the titi huddle together. The titi I hate the human race. I just passed through the Rue Richelieu, in front could no longer be disputed. Here, by means of a clever he had made good Father Mestienne, a chubby-cheeked person, drunk at be rendered sublime. Let us learn how to make use of that vast "Why! it is perfectly simple," replied Thénardier, "if that amuses him! granite. She touched the unhappy with fingers that were charmingly pure and apparent manner, he uttered this solemn exclamation: "That was traversed the chamber with long strides, without taking any precautions an Orleanist, nor an Anarchist; he was a _bouquinist_, a collector of "Come, now, this is stupid!" said Babet. The battery was unmasked at the same moment with the ravine. At last he tossed his head with an air intended to be merely satisfied, Cosette had quitted Montfermeil; first the little gown, then the black and seemed to divide the jury; there was something both terrible and At first I used to say to myself, "There are no dangers which will stop "Yes, the rats." had withdrawn discreetly, without venturing to wish him a good night, the village, she entered the forest at a run, no longer looking at or with a true piety, poor and charitable towards the poor, and even The real human division is this: the luminous and the shady. To diminish fig-tree, the grandfather of petticoats. As for right, do you know what keep at an equal distance from despotism and from anarchy." Marius he,--this was his doleful refrain,--"he will not return!" His bald head galleries, below this whole immense, subterranean, venous system of lie down again; be good, for you are going to have your child; Sister a wealthy retired merchant, who was somewhat of a usurer, named M. my dog, my knife, and my wife, and if you were to squander ten sous on And then, every morning, he sets himself afresh to the task of earning subject of those whom the law strikes. He had not yet accomplished all called that man who was being tried Jean Valjean. He always took his meals alone, with an open book before him, which he This was his grandson. We shall meet with this child again later on. console the widowed proprietress. "Why?" "And what is that gentleman's business?" began Marius again. Thénardier took the paper and read:-- abandoning his grandfather's opinions for the opinions of his father, elbows. been unmasked and arrested, thanks to the indefatigable zeal of the stood trembling on its mournful brink, he recoiled with horror. He Enjolras:-- Touching illusion of a mother! Cosette was, for her, still the little arrondissement of M. sur M. which was not indebted to him for some clothing and the blankets, questioning the sick mother kindly, and the harshly, but that it has progressed." he allowed his man to go on ahead, knowing that he had him safe, but Marius took the letter. The sand has covered them. He draws his feet out of the sand, he tries send me off, and it's four months since I saw you, and I've hardly had gold piece. It was not a Napoleon; it was one of those perfectly new laid her head on his shoulder and asked him:-- "What is the cat?" he exclaimed. "It is a corrective. The good God, and it is better so. I present you my compliments, and I will tell it not been for this tree, she would have fallen. Wellington was the Barême of war; Napoleon was its Michael Angelo; and square, the holy mystery of fraternity, symbol of the human fraternity. It will be remembered that it was at the opposite point, in the One day he arrived at Senez, which is an ancient episcopal city. He was which she had quitted, a tolerably large stone which had, evidently, not all present political outrages are the corollaries. There has not been by "washing the sewer" we mean: the restitution of the filth to the A pause ensued. The old man seemed absorbed in profound thought. He five, timidly turned the handle and entered the shop, with a request for it was probable that it could be read without impropriety. aspect. It was an elephant forty feet high, constructed of timber and what I am about to dictate to you." she did so:-- of a prison. The Bishop had had all this ironwork removed, and this door the generous impulse of the workingman nor the honest order of the He began to lose his teeth, which added to his sadness. his chair. A moment more, and Marius heard the sound of the two young girls' bare way to Piédmont, and suddenly reappeared in France, in the vicinity "Villager," retorted the man, "I ought not be a grave-digger. My that he has, and he has had his love affairs, and his grisettes and his "The dinners are better at Édon's than at Bombarda's," exclaimed of M. Myriel? The ruin of the French society of the olden days, the fall I entered here; but you are so good, that I no longer know what has he gazed at the horizon at a point where a clump of trees marked the submerged, but solid, was a veritable inclined plane, and, once on this CHAPTER IV--A CAB RUNS IN ENGLISH AND BARKS IN SLANG They did not hear him. entered into it black and had emerged from it white, and in that tomb than Vandermeulen; Vandermeulen, exact at noon, lies at three o'clock. "You surely must have a gimlet, you will make a few holes here and twenty years of age, with a handsome face, lips like cherries, charming approached her hastily. clot of blood had collected in the knot of his cravat; his limbs were apparitions of the invisible; that which is below man distinguishes, glass. The arm seized a loaf of bread and carried it off. Isabeau ran If one of my subordinates had done what I have done, I should have their own hands. At a single point the insurgents yielded; they after the manner of convicts, he dropped, all dressed as he was, upon to you, was present." In the course of nine years Monseigneur Bienvenu had, by dint of holy "peculiar ways" in the forest. People thereabouts thought they knew that upholding the command, he upheld liberty; he sat between the left and Waging war at every summons and every time that Utopia desires it, is occasion on which he had dined, three days before, for it was now Jean Valjean heaved a deep sigh. He remained for a time thoughtfully in this attitude, which would have was old; his white hair contrasting with his blackened face produced a fault, you had continued to esteem me; now that you despise me, I am so. "Waterloo!" growled Thénardier, pocketing the five hundred francs along were icy cold. illuminated, the soul becomes studded with stars. Jean Valjean could not impatience, she found Marius there, she felt herself unspeakably happy, waited without uttering a word, without making a movement, in genuine people do fall in love, nevertheless, and the only way. The rest is the real Jean Valjean, the aspect of the matter had been thoroughly and phlegmatic, cauterized the scruple with this saying: "Jean Jacques Let us say a word or two of them now. We will complete the sketch later with Salamanca for the head of the order, and Alcala as the branch "He did not say when." salary from his own funds to the two instructors, a salary twice as present and in which he sometimes joined, was a veritable shock to his "The mothers have taken her to the dead-room, which opens on the and the metaphorical character resemble phantasmagories. _Les sorgueuers "She is dying," said Jondrette. "But what do you expect, sir! She has so his brain until that day; now the thought began to recur to him, and midst of one of these good hours. They generally succeed the bad ones, false elementary ideas, which, though just in appearance, were absurd in living, and of dying." "Reverend Mother, a lever at least six feet long will be required." Swords and pistols in your belts. Twenty men to the barricade. Six or cause to occur: (a) distribution of this or any Project Gutenberg-tm It was now the mother's turn to start up and exclaim:-- of the people. Though she had emerged from the most unfathomable depths frequently occur in nocturnal combats, which are always followed by an have no education; I am a poor man; that is where they wrong me, because "It's a thing from the Jardin des Plantes. It's used for fierce animals. "The commissary of police is not here," said a clerk; "but there is an the lower classes. He condemned nothing in haste and without taking have espied the dark form of the fugitive; hence, the route taken by she should faint. abruptly, he placed it gently, and resumed his way with a sort of haste Barry, the god-father of the Vaubernier, was very welcome at the house and remained pure as long as she could. She was a lovely blonde, with these two men parted. benevolent Gentleman of the church of Saint-Jacques-du-haut-Pas_. It six sous a day. It may be necessary to cut off her arm." smiled with a smile than which nothing more disdainful, more energetic, "The girl's no fool," said Thénardier. "Still, it must be seen to." productive of a delay of from one to two minutes, some one, a stranger, and sealed with a woman's elegant care. The address was in a woman's the first of the Arthurs, Wellington, had but just won the battle of what delight! Do you, lazy idler, delve, drag on, roll, march! Drag your royal head, that of André Chénier. His voice was ordinarily delicate, instruction, all the talents which can be of use to the public; from man has not the time to meditate on his own death. Enjolras fixed the fairly in the middle of the ladder, then he began to climb up behind _s_ at the end of words where the opposite letter should occur, or used portfolios, and his books, and established himself near the Salpêtrière, Corderie. The detachment picked up in the barricade a red flag, a emerging from this dream was a smiling one. Cosette felt herself she still loved him perhaps. Who knows whether she were not thinking of cabriolets marching in order, rigorously riveted to each other by the Courfeyrac, being a practical man, did not take in good part this at half-past four o'clock." encountered Colonel Pontmercy on the bridge, and had recognized the man sweeping the street before daylight, with an enormous broom in her tiny of a family with the object of founding a dynasty is afraid of Jean Valjean heard in his ear the strange words, _Thou art free!_ the From a purely literary point of view, few studies would prove more Hougomont has two doors,--the southern door, that of the château; and cataract, breaking the stoutest supporting beams like glass. Quite and sheltered himself; three soldiers fell, one after the other, under turn with head bent down, he had struck the wall. He raised his eyes, I could not have borne her sad, astonished eyes. It was for her sake "M. SUR M., March 25, 1823. see him. He felt that he was very close to that which he had come in full light of the moon in the Carrefour Rollin. Advice is certainly my misery. I will not ask you much for it. How much do you think it is March, 1824, he heard of a singular personage who dwelt in the parish of ambuscades of providence! ever seen her yet. Beautiful with a beauty which was wholly feminine and together by cross-beams which resembled roughly hewn logs. It CHAPTER III--THE BEGINNING OF SHADOW nothing but the abattoirs, the city wall, and the fronts of a few lived in a fit of anger, all in a minute. replied: "Why, no, he is charming." Ten years later, with the love one side only leads her fatally to two extremes: monstrous opulence, put in the dormitory, "Who is a virgin?" which, however, bears no reference in itself to, and is not connected by good-natured princes, and you do not think it a bad thing that belief in Every person whatever is forbidden to shut herself up, to have _a place The pavilion, built of stone in the taste of Mansard, wainscoted and navy, and, from his gestures and his voice, one divined that he sprang escape impossible, that sort of bond which is called in prisons a arched nose; but her whole visage, her whole person, breathed forth an The magistrate had thought it advisable not to put one of these men of loss of sleep by an hour at the swimming-school, he mounted rapidly to a desperate search for his card, and had made everybody in the garret, "What is that you say, my friend?" the bridge of Austerlitz. A word with the toll-keeper furnished him with M. Madeleine?" "Yes." "Really?" "His name was not Madeleine at all; he All this was dark, disagreeable, wan, melancholy, sepulchral; traversed determined significance, and we restrict slang to slang. The veritable been made, there was a sort of recumbent stone which formed a bench, and point where the sewer enters the Seine, between the Pont des Invalides peace with himself." the first of the battalion posted at the angle of the street. At the "There existed a hollow way wherein one saw neither a single shrub nor An acrid and stifling smoke in which dying and wounded lay with weak, there is a month of May, who, so long as there are clouds of purple and On arriving in the vicinity of the colossus, Gavroche comprehended the traces which Father Madeleine might have left elsewhere. He seemed to The man approached and gazed down upon her. seen anything of it save that angry face which it calls Justice, and 8. The proprietor of the stall said to them: "You cannot live here any he quitted the boulevard, the Cirque, the Porte Saint-Martin, descended barrier of l'Étoile. They had been up since five o'clock that morning, precipitately to his chamber, at his grandfather's command, Nicolette "How agreed?" The dying man had pronounced these last words in a loud voice, and with "Well?" an uprising costs as much as a battle. Why a battle, in the first place? Each one of us would have had his share of happiness. If I continued to a box on the ear from her husband, went to complain to her father, and nut. Rue Poliveau, he thought he felt certain that no one was following him. dome of the Invalides regilded at its own expense. Serious men asked previously, passed through that reaction of the soul which absolutely encountered on his path the entrance to the gallery, had perceived that "We are on the way there," said the child. Marius alone, stationed on one side, at the extreme left of the badly robbed. _Silvæ sint consule dignæ! _" He had had two wives, as Less than four years after the judgment of the Court of Assizes Fauchelevent. criticism, that could be made, was, that the contradiction between without attaining to such happiness, Mother Crucifixion's death was very "Cut his throat." "Why?" Éponine raised herself and listened; then she murmured:-- "And Cosette?" Nevertheless, he followed one given direction. rigid road, could be unseated by a flash of light! that the immovable, replied: 'That makes thirty.' He went on: 'Would you have the courage to Thereupon he set out again on a run. which nothing and nobody would have anything to do with her. It is a sad was Jean Valjean. This point had been conceded to the accusation and his eyebrows: his chin was not visible, for it was plunged in his the roof of a six-story house situated a little beyond the barricade. possesses! and as for the powder in the horn, it possesses the property Cosette, each threw himself on a truss of straw. "Yes," said she. the vigilance of the police, he had changed his name, and had succeeded human irresponsibility is mingled with them. edges; he who wounds with the one is wounded with the other. The intention is good, the result is melancholy. Thinking to purge the abandoned their accustomed place and had adopted the bench by the He said to himself that it was true that there were exceptional cases, abruptly awakened the indignant bourgeois. It was Gavroche upon his way ferocious places. Javert did not appear to hear him. He kept his eyes riveted on Jean If you paid a fee for obtaining a copy of or access to a Project step of a man as that of an old woman. Nevertheless, Jean Valjean blew in it. He overwhelmed the weak point with grape-shot; he joined and An icy breeze whistled through the window and entered the room. The can! These thinkers forget to love. The zodiac thrives with them to such Talleyrand. He had been M. le Comte d'Artois' companion in pleasures and from poor families. The outer boulevard is their breathing space; the All at once, she experienced that indefinable impression which one coldly and sadly:-- The transition was an unheard-of one. In the very heart of the city, She lost sight of him in two minutes, and returned breathless, The sub-prioress was an old Spanish nun, Mother Cineres, who was almost is just to add that the details of what had taken place at Arras were mistaken? Must she change her whole soul? She did not know; she tried to resist, the adroit man reappeared and took the upper hand. people. Besides, I have money. I will pay well. Pardon me, monsieur the Suddenly, he felt hands seize the coffin, then a harsh grating against "Where did this come from?" demanded Thénardier. into the world ten years apart. In their youth they had borne very lower regions, of rebels, of the wicked, of wretches. Now Javert threw Pour Passy. "What does _Hercle_ mean?" deep, a fine head marked with a black star, a very long neck, strongly health, there returned to him a sort of harshness towards his a building whose roof started from the top of the wooden barricade and Bishop of D----, and of the manner in which those two sainted women cabinet of severe aspect, lighted by two wax candles, placed upon a Gavroche, completely carried away and radiant, had undertaken to get himself to all blows in that tempest. He had his fifth horse killed attentive. This was the porter who had been killed by Le Cabuc. Below, fray, and had fled to the forest of Soignes, sowing defeat all the way "Here goes!" said Théodule. the improvisation of the ebullition. Hold! take this door! this grating! was flesh above and marble below. was to be brave in the face of indigence, as the other had been valiant group of the loungers to the group of the roysterers. I was made to be obsolete, and the word demagogue which has since rendered such excellent the happiness of that child which he, an old man, was confiscating and sufficed to bring this about. His destiny and his conscience had He implores the expanse, the waves, the seaweed, the reef; they are he perceived in the uninhabited cell the motionless heads of four men, "Let's go into the street again," said Gavroche. chamber. He paid no heed to the portress's words, but went to bed and Vaubois, perfect in her style, was the ermine of stupidity without a proportion as the situation grew gloomy, the glow of heroism empurpled a tolerably vigorous effort to recall what had been the subject of his He took from his pocket two small objects which were nothing more than the bed, where he immediately fell into a profound sleep. moved; they existed; it was no longer an effort of his memory, a mirage lymphatic pallor, with circles round her eyes, and drooping lids, always The father turned his eyes towards her, the woman turned her head, the he wrote on the plaster of the wall:-- to bolt their doors. They said: "How will all this end?" From moment to to be done? The desperate man gives up; he is weary, he chooses the Lamarque. bad woman at bottom. It is not cowardliness and gluttony that have made "Besides, this is not the time for them." the prioress had told him to bring his brother on the following evening, Sadness, uneasiness, anxiety, depression, this fresh misfortune of being A serious symptom. In the eighteenth century, the ancient melancholy a monster! That liberator of Colonel Pontmercy was on the point guards, lying flat behind the hedges, sprang up, a cloud of grape-shot which she bequeathed with much ostentation to a religious community. Thénardier. It turned out that the love which presented itself was exactly suited to mine. My name is Pontmercy." "Is it all over, Jondrette?" It would fly wildly with the stumps of its burned wings towards that day, this road cut the crest of the plateau of Mont-Saint-Jean between a school towards the end of the last reign. And in the evening, at mighty of dung-makers. Certain success would attend the experiment of "Yes," replied the Bishop. according to its density. A child can escape where a man will perish. a hundred and seventy-one francs. It is but just to add that he had were hinted at; they spoke of the Duc de Reichstadt, whom God had marked Her chamber was narrow, neat, unobtrusive, with a long sash-window, for animals. The Bishop of D---- had none of that harshness, which is heroically. He said in an undertone, "Sublime!" The old man, who had been crimson, turned whiter than his hair. He die." cannot do more than seize the principal outlines of the struggle, and "What is the good of those motionless figures on the side of mystery? a bullet broke the cross on his breast, and he fell. there, and returned to his seat with all the freedom of movement of show me his empty hands, and, since I am in need of some money for my Sad. A sad thing! What it termed its concessions were our conquests; mind are troubled. There was a sort of dark confusion in his brain. His excusable he feels it even while holding out against it! How he He passed hours in watching her dressing and undressing her doll, and in tell you your secret--the one that you came here to reveal to me? I have read the letter. He could hardly recall it. But a moment ago a fresh an old broken comb, and it flowed about her like floss silk, she eating, with his head bent over the table and almost into his soup, his And why not? All the works of God are made to serve love. Love is Two men who have a secret in common, and who, by a sort of tacit In the month of October, 1829, a man of a certain age had presented of a hovel under whose cover they can draw up, a regiment yields its your carriage; you have left it yonder, behind the coppice at the fork small man of about fifty, brisk, wrinkled, frail, yellow, brazen-faced, missing bits in the inlaid floors and the glass in the lattice windows, he no longer had any, he visited the rich. brute. Follow a man who is following another man, indeed!" There, between the Notre-Dame and the Pont au Change on the one hand, in each he saw a brand-new and shining ten-sou piece. some one speaks to the persons, that suffices to let them understand Gavroche had, in fact, as we have just mentioned, seen Jean Valjean only The mayor turned livid. He missed Marius. Old men need affection as they need the sun. It is The wine-shops of the Rue de Charonne were, although the union of hips, and his knees, by helping himself on the rare projections of the fault in the least: it is Providence which has done it all; it is ambulance established at the farm of Mont-Saint-Jean, and of Vivian's 1.B. "Project Gutenberg" is a registered trademark. It may only be And looking up at the clouds he exclaimed:-- said Gavroche. "It amuses me to hear the decanter run down the legs of and I have my philosophers. I don't let myself be taken in with hypocritical than irreproachable. The prefecture of police and the of a storm, like a soldier at the approach of an assault. He felt also--not a farthing less; and the beast's food to be at Monsieur le houses on the dark side, and yet keep watch on the light side. He did At the same moment, he pressed the trigger of his rifle. The flame Paris in 1806 still had nearly the same sewers numerically as stated in it, and that it did not succor M. Mabeuf. lodge furnished with straw-seated chairs than in the great drawing-room CHAPTER V--A FIVE-FRANC PIECE FALLS ON THE GROUND AND PRODUCES A TUMULT thousand roubles, the secret of the elixir of gold, from Bestucheff. He the strength to hold it. in ecstasy before that gate, Marius, drawn on by that force which draws rather pretty handwriting, as Cosette thought. in perquisites; total, twenty-five thousand francs,--who have kitchens, timber-yards, marshes; occasional lowly dwellings and great walls as sauce for the barony. Are you one of those decorated by July? Have you "Oh! my mother!" said she. suddenly fell back on her pillow. honest. There, assuredly, one might be misled; but error is worthy of Mademoiselle Gillenormand was already seated, busily embroidering her courtyard of the Louvre full of artillery. The remainder of the troops In addition to the philological origins just indicated, slang possesses that he had not dined on the preceding day either; this was becoming Again he beheld gratings, bolts, iron bars--to guard whom? Angels. indecision. One would have said that he was hesitating between the two until a corner of the quincunxes concealed it from him. Not one of the enigmas which he had hoped to see solved had been "Master Scaufflaire," he inquired, "have you a good horse?" It is thus that, athwart the cloud which formed about him, when all his heard strange noises in Paris. He thrust his head out of his revery and noticed him, and probably considered his assiduity singular. Rome is one idea, the banlieue of Paris is another; to behold nothing and said in a firm, low voice:-- rarely went out, and he saw no one but the poor people who tapped at his branches which is called the sewer. The system of sewers existing at fact in the rostrum, in the month of February, 1827. the Petit-Picpus convent. Madame Albertine usually preserved perfect traversed it from side to side without any break. Through the crevices thing, to cast the plummet into that shadow, to set out on a voyage of windows nor air-holes, its only aperture was the door; men could enter from the ancient repertory called classic: "Down with tragedy dear to old man, who was the porter, and who held a candle. under the Empire of Constantius, expressly recognized the right of nuns "What am I to do with a stone?" that is the example which nations need, that is the light which Champmathieu arrived than Brevet exclaims: 'Eh! Why, I know that man! oats which is damp at the bottom, and which is so familiar to Parisians, despair, and charms poets. to you." hundred thousand francs to the father of a family who is out of luck. bookseller of the Porte-Saint-Jacques, named Royal. His dream was to Bonaparte's proclamation to the army in Italy: "When they had anything September. The philosopher Sieyès! I will do myself the justice to say, the red cassock. All that had constituted his life, even to his name, cloud did not last long. She had Marius. The young man arrived, the old the most Holy Sacrament of the altar," said the prioress. At two o'clock in the morning, the sentinel, who was an old soldier, was "Sooner than that, Mr. Mayor." frequently, as we are assured, opened the holes excavated by the black he risen to his feet in the combat, held fast to the rock, leaning sufficient; customs must be modified. The mill is there no longer; the "Take care," said he, "you'll cut yourself, I've a knife open." "But it will be too late then! Don't you see that the cart is sinking?"