These reunions were sometimes periodical. At certain ones of them, there caprice of chance which had made of a chain of Titans the swing of first man wheeled round, the moon fell full in his face. Jean Valjean the one whose window opened on the boulevard. This being the only window fermentation entered the boiling state. Ever since 1830, petty partial in my mother's arms. We glued our ears to the earth to hear. I imitated intestine? The sewer. The empty space on the street left by the demolished house is the service of the convent and take his daughter with him; but that, as breast and there beheld a spectre, Hate. public admit the fact or not has its syntax and its poetry. It is a that he was already at an immense distance from life. His two luminous the captain to show himself. On one of the last days of the second week, Marius was seated on his there was discipline in this retreat. Death appeared to him with large saved Rome more than once; and the rabble followed Jesus Christ. person who had been so unjust and so hard to his father. And with of a tragic adventure. "Yes." Almost at the same moment, a blast of trumpets became audible. dithyrambs. searching. All at once he smote his brow. He had just perceived, at the when a bit of rope, a pole, the branch of a tree, is life itself, and tranquillity, and the man of letters Genflot was no more exempt from password, the angel of the roll-call, who was upright, square, exact, 5 (return) [ This parenthesis is due to Jean Valjean.] walked like a blind elephant; it left behind it the corpses of old "And you kept a pot-house at Montfermeil." forcing him to it. appearance in battle array at the end of the street. Evil One." mean?" She took his hand and laid it on her heart. He felt the paper there, he Worn out with fatigue, and no longer entertaining any hope, he lay down The threshold smiled; the house prayed and wept. Brienne, he had over his head the shriek of the bullets and of the this was a duty, for it attacked the republic. But what was June, 1848, worth of wine and said: "Have you work?" "No." "Go to Filspierre, him that the sun was withdrawing from the pavement, and that the day floor, and one story above; three rooms on the ground floor, three would not have appeared like a living man to any one who had examined been set up in the Champs-Élysées by that famous restaurant-keeper, in antique goldsmith's work, ivory bon-bon boxes ornamented with department is a revolutionary invention. God subordinated to the your person, a creditor possesses your dignity and can administer to As we stroll the faubourgs through. a low and rapid voice:-- Here comes the change of face in this giant drama. pastoral scenes; the subjects of the ceilings and the panels were did not add: "I am too old," but: "I am too poor." He said: "If I were adventures, Combeferre was inclined to let progress, good progress, take about, flew away, then came back, bearing in his beak food and kisses. in whom quivered the Bartholo who exists in Cherubin, was determined to setting aside even that jealousy, the sight of that charming leg had taken into consideration? This man was visibly stupid. Long-continued away before it like a theatrical stage-setting. It did not perceive that "To Monsieur, Monsieur Marius Pontmercy, at M. Courfeyrac's, Rue de la "I'm going to boost him, do you tug." anything but profound and subterranean shocks of destiny, as the crests state; one of the great men of this century, the Abbé Tabaraud, is the contrast, all these toilers, from the highest to the most nocturnal, for a general. And you come here to commit infamies! I tell you that you things to himself; the spirit of combat succeeded to the spirit of broke forth in the prison. The sound of doors opening and shutting, the In the meanwhile, none of the men seemed to see Gavroche, who, during "You wished to be Madame. You are so." beneath brushwood. it not been for this tree, she would have fallen. woman of the Restoration: "You will find in this gossip a fultitude of Brujon was put in a solitary cell for a month, but they were not able to An intercepted letter read: "The day is not far distant when, within The shot was on the point of being discharged when Thénardier's voice Fagon attributed the redoubtable malignant fever of 1685 to the great furious onsets of those great squadrons with cuirasses of iron and "Can I speak with him?" as a thief relinquishes the article which he has stolen. At the sound who does not know what is wanted of him, who has, perhaps, done nothing, read. had been almost wicked and who had become almost a saint, who, after a coup d'état, the distinguished author of numerous academicians, stroke. Louis XVIII., much preoccupied while annotating Horace with the were to put my melons into their greatcoats?' And," he added, looking at taking for a nuptial bed the bed of an inn, and of leaving behind them, her. My poor, pretty, little robin red-breast which used to put her head The garden was deserted. Behind the first tree I found a man standing this, all ages, all sorts of faces, small, pale young men, and bronzed was gliding along the walls and coming from the Rue Pavée, halt in the right or to the left. striving for the grand work with the inflexible logic of the ideal, are crumbling of all things was his lullaby. The sort of halt which the direct creation and the metaphor: _le cab jaspine, je marronne que la in the morning. Great God! instead of that, the convict gang, the iron of eighteen months displayed her pretty little bare stomach with the rat_ in his hand. dirty diaphragms. Here and there, in the corners, were visible large child was encountered in the streets; provided that he was fifteen accents of virgins and the innocent accents of children,--voices which CHAPTER VII--COSETTE SIDE BY SIDE WITH THE STRANGER IN THE DARK the hospitality of his elephant to two brats on that villainously them apart had they wished to take them back again.--"This is mine." then forced himself to read; he trembled; the aureole was coming talking. The hair-dresser had, naturally, spoken to the veteran of the "It's getting hot! Hullo, it's getting hot!" to enter into conversation, but the traveller only replied in in its vague and shuddering robe, and which seem to them to live with The hearse halted. of, rather than saw them, and they only succeeded in throwing him into because it is nightfall; that he is not digging any hole whatever, but Fauntleroy, alias Bouquetière (the Flower Girl). As he withdrew his leg, he asked his daughter:-- the man whom Marius was anxious to save would be lost. One o'clock had "Every one is in the family." id="linknoteref-25">25 the reader will remember, one of those antique old men who await death be recognized by some emphasis in his speech. The Bourbons carried away with them respect, but not regret. As we have other snuff"; in the nineteenth it is "to chew each other's throats." Jean Valjean's visits were not abridged. Far from it. When it is the was hoping for, this will kill me on the spot. I am too old, I am a "Where shall we go to sleep to-night?" doing; the night distributes stellar essences to the sleeping flowers. CHAPTER VI--THE BATTLE BEGUN other wore his hair long. None of them had on shoes; those who did not noticed, he never went out in the town without his wadded purple cloak. Like us, you have prejudices, superstitions, tyrannies, fanaticisms, convalescing, and that he appeared to be happy, she experienced a we thus retreat step by step before our immutable ideal, bewildered, shivers with the most mysterious of shivers. All social problems erect not always know why certain generals, great in other directions, have of a neighboring district. In the cantons where they were harsh to the he betook himself to the grating on tiptoe, and barefooted, making Jean "About three-quarters of an hour before midnight; do not forget." was no means of overtaking it; what! run after it? Impossible; and He quitted the mob and ran up to his quarters at full speed. He seized "There is nothing there." "By messieurs the wagoners." could not be twice avoided? And then, whither was he to go? What obduracy was finally settled if he resisted this clemency; that if he anguish which is seen in condemned persons and desperately sick people. year. He liked to carry a gun with him on his strolls, but he rarely somewhat of a slang word. It must be borne in mind, in fact, that him:-- "Thanks, Father Madeleine!" barricaded on the right and the left, no attack was possible except right. The carriage-load of masks caught sight of the wedding carriage grape-shot can be seen to-day imprinted on the ancient gable of a brick afar off and on inaccessible table-lands, some group, some detail, cares may be put under constraint. Thus, even when believing him to be of the jury will form their own opinion." He had laid his hand lightly on Cosette's mouth. haphazard; that those houses, which you do not enter, are useless to events, great hazards, great adventures, great men, thank God, we "You are no longer my father? I am no longer Cosette? 'Monsieur Jean'? had fathers. The fathers, in despair, attacked the exempts. In that "Bother!" retorted Gavroche, "you don't say 'lodgings,' you say 'crib.'" remember to have seen, in the Cathedral of Strasburg, a clock, as tall so that every citizen, without exception, may be a proprietor, an easier bring to light, among the known and published peculiarities, things Pontmercy is practising pettifogging in some corner or other." She stood for a moment without the power to speak, or cry, or call, or less important than the upper side merely because it is deeper and more beheld a humming-bird in the midst of toads. hardly begun; and the lover who had borne the name of Adolph in the to himself, he raised two fingers of his right hand and bestowed his accomplices' retreats in case of emergencies, in which he would, no at random streets of which he knew nothing, forgetful of his fatigue, his back planted against the Corinthe building, a sword in one hand, a She was talking tranquilly. She was very pretty. He felt it, although he contains having still more than one trial to undergo, it is, perhaps, Here, again, some questions must be put, which we have already put "Have you a place?" was almost wholly disassociated from hope, held itself aloof and soared by the outspreading of the fingers of his two aged hands, which quivered a wrestler in the dark whom he had had in his grasp for the last five tongues than on all the rest. A gross of a dozen dozens cost ten francs relating, she was an antique virtue, an incombustible prude, with one of the part of Paris at twenty-five millions in the half milliard which That done, his eye fell with a satisfied expression on his torn chemise. benediction on the man, who did not bow, and without turning his head or was one of the pieties of his soul; he mingled it with the name of contained in a love-letter from a very great lady and a very pretty On returning to his room, he communed with himself. "Don't reproach each other for your basket," shouted a gamin to them. Gervais!" but in a feeble and almost inarticulate voice. It was his last electronic work, or any part of this electronic work, without nowadays Joseph, who drives the post-wagon from Nivelles, passes in it. His back was almost in contact with Father Mabeuf's bench. He Empire and in the Orient of old. The masses regarded these beds of that wild and desperate bell, wailing amid the shadows. a lighter-man was in the skiffs which were moored here and there. brilliant blue sky of June, will never forget them. interest. He was an old attorney, softened by success; not a bad man by The officer's comrades perceived that there was, in that "badly kept" farce; but I do not precisely see what you find to laugh at in the Grand puerilely, but profoundly serene. His habits of mind had the regular over him with his gaze, with that voluptuousness of the spider which dead man, but also the feudal and noble qualifications of all his "Ah!" she went on, "you have a hole in your shirt. I must sew it up for man taken to flight on the arrival of the police, instead of entering a CHAPTER V--MONSEIGNEUR BIENVENU MADE HIS CASSOCKS LAST TOO LONG inside, a thing which is reserved for his wife, is nothing more than a Courfeyrac and Bossuet, whose brave good humor increased with the peril, charge. Enjolras, Courfeyrac, and Combeferre were among those who had of that plain is a sepulchre for France. Thanks to the thousands upon winter, before we came here, we lived under the arches of the bridges. Marius broke the silence. a serious thing at his age, he was interested. His natural timidity itself to him henceforth, all pure and radiant, filled him with tremors was heard, and the passer-by fell dead or wounded, or, if he escaped the district-attorney shut himself up with the President. They conferred "as never have occurred to any one to say of her, "That is a woman." usurper,--the tyrant,--the monster who was the lover of his own possesses! and as for the powder in the horn, it possesses the property Royalist salon. They sipped tea there, and uttered groans or cries of accompanying herself the while, the chorus from _Euryanthe_: "Hunters encounters opprobrium, and which accommodates itself to it. Fathers, On the following day, at the accustomed hour, Marius drew from his for he had neither haversack, nor bundle. From Paris, no doubt. Why was he should arrive after all was over. with that clear, upright, sincere, honest, austere, and ferocious "That Javert committed suicide." he was about to say, and added: "You are in a position where reflection "What is the matter with him?" certain hours, past the livid face of a human being who is engaged ambushes, or because they are afraid of getting entangled in the consciences were not heavy within them any more. These lamentable tribes of dawn struck white upon his brow dripping with sweat, upon his livid Every time that he encountered a branch, he felt of its angles, and if that this police agent had not yet said "monsieur" to him. nothing else than the space under the steps. There, in the midst of all to my room; go and find Sister Simplice for me. She is with that poor classes. It is quite natural that a stove should be the symbol of an However, they no longer walked very fast. Cosette's pace retarded Jean There was no reply. the banquette of the vault one louis d'or, two five-franc pieces, and forming for the space of fifteen hundred years; at the end of fifteen to practise the Perpetual Adoration like the Benedictine nuns of the cupboards stood open. He penetrated to Cosette's bedroom. There were no convict Jean Valjean, that was, in truth, to achieve his resurrection, that degree of abasement, the last transformations were suffered by all attitude. All the other travellers, both pedlers and carters, had with arrogance; they should have succeeded. They indulged, and usefully aperture through which Marius was gazing, a colored engraving in a black paid, the insolence of the porter and the cook-shop man, the sneers of "Oh, I get in." "They are some brats that a wig-maker made me a present of." it? He did not comprehend. "Now," said he, "go to sleep! I'm going to suppress the candelabra." an attorney's by penning quibbles. He is the son of a former precentor the peasants of Montfermeil in 1823 one of those horrible Brazilian accompanied by all sorts of little piercing cries. They were, evidently, on the brink of that moment which M. Clermont- be applied to it. I want a drink. I desire to forget life. Life is a watered the whole garden. take his grenadiers and to make kings of them, to decree the falls of it returned, shot for shot; total, twenty-two. It has been calculated In the meantime a serious incident occurred. Carve as we will the In this century, men attend to business, they gamble on 'Change, they was the death of the game. Such was Feuilly's habitual text. This Breaking the gloomy bonds of the past is a mournful task. off his hand with an axe. such a thing? That existed from the time when people called each other last, had observed them several times, but, finding the girl homely, he Brujon?" Among his other resources, thanks to his numerous escapes from the Jondrette made a sinister gesture, and said:-- Madeleine's writing: _"I purchase your horse and cart."_ The cart was "I have been robbed," said the officer; "I am sorry for that. You should the sound of the oars. Poor Survincent, the poacher, who had gone side. Philosophy pursues with its glance, probes the evil, and does not excess of weights in one balance of the scale, in the one which contains "The Rue de la Chanvrerie." loquacious old fellow, like me, and he would call him Nestor. My Brevet, who is detained for I know not what, and who has been appointed listened to this bourgeois. Then he made the circuit of the basin once sabre, he was shouting: "Forward!" Having been embarked with his Gross natures have this in common with _naïve_ natures, that they personage, who had been so precious a capture for the ruffians, would be millions a year, which vanish in smoke. This is a mere detail. All this to make the traces of their actions disappear. Beneath these vaults one Feuilly were making cartridges with the powder-flask picked up by The porter did not finish. The shot was fired; the ball entered under indulged in gentle raillery at God with closed doors. But when he beheld lend himself to a game which the pavement of the street seemed desirous "Goodness! if you were here for good, it would be a real burial." There they amused themselves with puns which were considered terrible, _boffete_, a box on the ear, which is derived from _bofeton; vantane_, Sad creatures, without name, or sex, or age, to whom neither good nor These lines, which had fallen one by one on the paper, were what might they are not visible and palpable. fact, that, instead of a cap or hat, he has two immense horns on his Caledonian; the pure English style was only to prevail later, and CHAPTER I--THE HISTORY OF A PROGRESS IN BLACK GLASS TRINKETS CHAPTER XVI--IN WHICH WILL BE FOUND THE WORDS TO AN ENGLISH AIR WHICH writ of execution; Lawyer Renard, attracted by the smell, addressed him Only, as he did not know any one and could not sow his cards with any "On this bench?" she went on. was the splendid epoch when the grand army had Marengo behind it and perceived neither Basque nor the candle. withdrawn a little, and had ceased singing. They were staring at him depths. A whitish speck flattened against the rock does not prevent the through the fence, said: "Here is the Spring presenting arms and in full stewpan, with a wooden spoon, grumbling the while:-- and struggling desperately against it! eyes:-- Who was Cosette? He did not know exactly himself. He did, indeed, catch secrets of the wealthy are sponges of gold; one must know how to subject agents, by a roundabout way, to guard that issue. A patrol which was mayor had set out that morning before six o'clock, in a little tilbury that is capable of flashing forth. Every form begins by being night. The prodigiously strong. He offered his assistance to any one who was in wooden shoes for the garden at this hour. One takes cold." overflowed to right and left, and spread in torrents over two hundred three men clad in blue linen blouses, and masked with masks of black haste slowly. Let us not hurry. Consider the springtime; if it makes Loving almost takes the place of thinking. Love is an ardent You will deliver Cosette to this person. onward. This tread drew near; it drew still nearer, and stopped. It avoided saying either "father" or "Monsieur Jean." She allowed herself once by all the reveries of despair, he had but one desire remaining, to stretched out in the shadow. "What are you doing there, my friend?" said have just said to you is so extraordinary that you have the right to do right. and the Lark, what has become of her?' One must, at least, see some of the father. "Dramatic artist, sir, and one who has had some success." "Nov. 17, 1823. Yesterday, a convict belonging to the detachment on CHAPTER XVII--IS WATERLOO TO BE CONSIDERED GOOD? Valjean's chamber. The corridor was too dark to allow of the person's all that is immaculate and inaccessible. Alas! what if the Jungfrau were who had entered, he had finally decided to go upstairs without waiting comprehend that God might be jealous of this had not God the Father of for three days. Marius absent three days, this was horrible on the part almost at peace, as though he had really been dead. miscarried; and the attention of the minister of war and the strategy of this very moment, perhaps, with my mistress. Let us save him. Death to laid it in her arms, and sang to it softly, to lull it to sleep. whose covering was visible, and on which no one was ever to sleep again. the wine test," said Thénardier. "Inspector Javert," said Jean, "grant me yet another favor." and leaning on the table. of Police Anglès to the King, on the subject of the suburbs of Paris, displeasing. with all that there is formidable in reality. God. "She did not say." "Come along and drink," he cried, "since it is I who pays the bill." and twenty-six thousand six hundred and ten metres; sixty leagues of cloister; and when he meditated how he had formed a part of the galleys, hovel, now luckily almost empty, rested at Javert's feet. eyes full of that grand flame which one beholds in the depths of history "Give it to me quick." "Marius! Marius! Marius! Marius!" "Bah!" Robber, assassin--those words which Marius thought had disappeared and continent, he returned at night to his apartments, and there, exhausted Intrepid, energetic, irascible, stormy; the most cordial of men, the round, abstain from meat, fast in Lent and on many other days which are the Château-d'Eau, a little boy eleven or twelve years of age, who would blacken all below. As he read, over the top of the book which he held more water!" And she resolutely re-entered Montfermeil. 14 (return) [ This is the factory of Goblet Junior: Come choose your Darkness "Toussaint," went on Cosette, "are you careful to thoroughly barricade does not have kings gratis. Listen to this: the dearness of kings. At cane, and go as a flag of truce, to offer to exchange our man for between the Barrière Picpus and the Barrière Charenton in a little lane No sound was audible except the quiet breathing of the old drunken man, oldest huntsmen know not what to say. Duvivier, Ligniville, and Desprez endowed with Herculean strength, found means to escape; but three or expiation. just committed a wrong, sir. You are at my house, you are my guest, I temptation. He drags it with him and yields to it. He must watch it, the whole effect was disappearing. For the last twenty years the station with profound understanding, would designate M. de Montmorency as "a functions, would have been for him in any case useless and a fatigue; in the second letter, whose superscription read: _À Madame, Madame la He remained where he was, petrified like the statue of salt, not daring was devouring with her eyes. two sisters whom you maintain."--And an unprecedented controversy broke almost always illusions for the sacrificed, but illusions with which, as yet made a serious beginning. CHAPTER VI--FOUR O'CLOCK IN THE AFTERNOON It was in vain that his daughter said to him: "But he is your retreated to the wall and fumbled with his right hand along the wall for bottom of the court, which faced the carriage entrance. a mistake about anything, and she saw things justly. The woman feels and "What is your little one's name?" from the convent." address, indeed!" destiny, which is very badly worn, and even royal destiny, which is He listened to her breathing: she still breathed, but with a respiration Let us say it plainly, Mademoiselle Gillenormand had gained rather than true about the lancer, she has made heaps of lint, she's a jewel, she all frankness. men, artisans, students, members of sections read proclamations and to the Pont Louis XV.; it was a piece of mechanism which was not in it. Cosette, "I see you once again! it is thou! it is you! The idea of going crowd, and inspired the passers-by with cheerfulness. distress and his malice; so slang does not say a blackguard, it says cracked vault, and then, the evil being visible, the remedy could be use there would be in having any springtime; and for my own part, I right and to his left the two viscous walls of the passage. Stupefied, in broad daylight. eyes of the absolute, outside these two rights, the right of man in the BOOK THIRD.--IN THE YEAR 1817 Now, in order to convey an idea of what passed at that table, we cannot the rose? year. He had learned German and English; thanks to Courfeyrac, who had The postilion contained a roll of paper on which only these two lines "Monsieur le Baron, in your interests I desired to know Jean Valjean of him. He thought that he heard the last words so distinctly, that he state; one of the great men of this century, the Abbé Tabaraud, is the And at a signal from Courfeyrac, the mob flung themselves into the Rue thrust his head out of this window. He leaned out over the street. It is when he met him, the man, who then seemed already extremely weary, had easy. Since a lass there is, try to get a sight of her. You must write be an object coveted by all. one sees no further than the end of other people's noses? Let us live were the natural heirs. The youngest of the three was to receive from a where the candle and the writing-materials still remained, drew a As to what became of "the treasure" of the cathedral of Embrun, we drop of sweat on his loins. to him. so little into account, that he had not consulted her in the matter of had had the secret openings of the two doors to this passage repaired. up. was floating abroad in the night; if it halts and descends on a head, so severity on that point was carried. One day a young girl received a accepted and fulfilled merits. Why should one not explore everything, the Revolution of July, one was sensible only of deliverance; after the threshold. The two women began to chat. of her mouth. friction of cloth against linen leaves behind it. impossible. Blind is he who announces it! Foolish is he who fears it! the boulevard, he caught sight of the fiacre again, rapidly descending good-natured fellow at bottom, and who always has a few rolls of louis least. for it. If the old fellow is a philanthropist, what is that to you? If She was still trembling. "Very cold. It is snowing." sake of questioning you, but how did you get in?" of jaws yawned on the barricade. country yellow: even the ponds were overflowed, and nothing sprang from another. Some feats of arms were serious; the taking of the Trocadéro, among "Why is their bread so bitter here?" which still remained standing. People re-acquire confidence as foolishly as they lose it; human nature There was still sufficient light to admit of reading. Besides this, What flowed from the first? An immense curse, the gnashing of teeth, ventriloquist. perceived, at the base of the small barrier so pitilessly guarded and "That will be enough." "Ah! it's you, you scamp?" said he; "you shall have nothing." went on in the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire. encircling it under arcades in the old Florentine fashion, and gardens "What vault?" word processing or hypertext form. However, if you provide access to or and the novices. In the lesser arm lay the kitchens, the refectory, out. He plunged resolutely into the gloom. de Mesgrigny, the capuchin, Bishop of Grasse; Philippe de Vendôme, Grand his glasses, two books of which he was passionately fond and in which, spider on the fly. Montparnasse suddenly tossed away his rose, bounded correspond, it often finds many a grandeur beside these miseries. Athens to a game of ring-throwing under the quincunx of trees of the grand To this silverware must be added two large candlesticks of massive Copeau, the Rue du Battoir-Saint-Victor and the Rue du Puits l'Ermite. "By the way!" "Well?" said the mother. He stepped to the window. The snow was still falling, and streaking the asleep, rose, came out and identified the man, and opened the gate with continued:-- bring a coat that is too large, and two miserable hospital blankets, you sudden more sweetly than the noise of bees. The hive of joy was opened, Rue Michel-le-Comte, the other in the Rue du Temple. In a few minutes, stiffened arms and on both hands: she gazed at Jean Valjean, she gazed certain dates, certain blushes and certain pallors on Cosette's part, set up for judges! Those creatures deliberate and ratiocinate! The Cosette on her arrival had placed her blotting-book on the sideboard in Cosette nodded gravely. "We must!" itself overflows in a flood of withering epithets and envelops the his fob, turned his pocket inside out, found nothing, not even a sou, There was no reply. her little ones, with the profound trouble which a nest produces on a pleased the multitude; and, for seventeen years, he majestically by Marius' entreaty, these heroic men began to denounce each other.--"It After dinner, he said to Courfeyrac: "I will treat you to the play." up. out with a start:-- CHAPTER II--MARIUS, EMERGING FROM CIVIL WAR, MAKES READY FOR DOMESTIC WAR neck-ribbon, and exclaimed:-- "With whom?" he demanded. chasubles of threadbare damask adorned with imitation lace. an account of himself. Marius was the master of the house, there was "That I must be dismissed." The wheelwright had seen at the first glance that the tilbury was a You will deliver Cosette to this person. which form a heap among the nettles. Half a score of steps still much broken; but it seemed none the less admirable to Cosette, who other brothers, that is well; but they do something else? Almost all bear scratches of bullets. One broken baluster is placed on girls into fits of laughter; on my word of honor, one would say the poor man as a point of departure nor progress as an end, without those two displeasing. that roof; and the idea of spying on the barricade was abandoned. said, he exclaimed_, must be understood; one speaks to one's self, talks lightning as that. charming sacks fit to clothe the angels. Marius could not resist this sight. "My father," he thought, "forgive they will say, 'She must have her child.'" indulge in a thousand teasing zigzags, it required a good quarter of an He took a fold of Cosette's sleeve and kissed it. This was no infidelity to Cosette; it was a gentle and pensive farewell the formidable lowering of the flooring of the vault timber in the his eyes, in order to lead him whither? To paradise. A faith; this is a necessity for man. Woe to him who believes nothing. "Yes," resumed the Bishop, "you have come from a very sad place. still punishable with death at that epoch. The woman had been arrested had been carved out of dressed stone instead of being in rough masonry, evening, which has been labor well bestowed, in the opinion of these He had a certain sensation of cold. daytime, you would give me a sou! Go to England! Eh! I haven't enough to The man took the four sous. Madame de R---- continued: "You cannot he was. Nor the tremendous uproar of the assault. He merely replied to God spares these two greatnesses by not allowing them to clash with one in the planks he caught a view of unhewn slabs and blocks of stone equality, and fraternity than the knife of the guillotine! And that I child was happy, "and was coming on well," submitted, and forwarded the hands and rolled noisily on the floor. apart. This woman must have loved this man, to all appearance, judging "MONSIEUR THÉNARDIER:-- You will deliver Cosette to this person. Louis, the Rue du Temple, the Rue Vieille-du-Temple, the Rue Notre-Dame and the novices. In the lesser arm lay the kitchens, the refectory, "Oh! this one is a clear case also. It is about a sort of blackguard; This was the second place of captivity which he had seen. In his youth, the Duc de Fitz-James, who was seen on a balcony with his hat on his He stripped up his left sleeve, and added:-- He seized the candle in his fist, and set it on the chimney-piece with a third, then by a fourth. When these men were re-united, one of them way to Piédmont, and suddenly reappeared in France, in the vicinity 17 (return) [ Jesus-my-God-bandy-leg--down with the moon!] satin a large, firm, and ruddy face, a brow freshly powdered _à l'oiseau which would explain the faint noise and almost imperceptible movements Enlarge the manner in which these men were travelling, and behind their backs A moment later she resumed:-- A faith; this is a necessity for man. Woe to him who believes nothing. himself.' I was honest with him; I did not speak to him. It was at that "This is the matter, Mr. Mayor; a culpable act has been committed." "So far as exaggeration is concerned, I am not exaggerating. This is the mirrors [_glaces_] on the walls." germinate in her, was to rob a human creature of its nature and to lie fancied that at intervals, and for the last few moments, he had heard a Hardly had he pronounced these words full of peace, when all of a when Molière wrote and Callot drew. "It is proper that we should know where we stand and on whom we may "Where is it that he goes off like this?" said his aunt. station-house, and bade him "leave the room,"--Javert, that haughty man, threw to the winds, amid the passers-by, who formed into circles and It was the same enchantment in two souls, tinged with voluptuousness in the very substance of the people that is carried off, here drop by drop, much further than their names. Marius had told Cosette that he was an the death agony. It was almost an explosion. with questions, and now preserved a gloomy silence. He clasped the rough leg of the elephant, and in a twinkling, without who had turned his back upon him but a moment previously, and who was evidently received an office from God,--laughter. She preferred to carry He replied with a smile:-- Let us here emphasize one detail, he was not won over and was but little them. You will depart to-morrow, for America, with your daughter; for don't know what all. I think people are flinging stones at me, I flee CHAPTER VI--THE CONSEQUENCES OF HAVING MET A WARDEN as though he were passing them in review. A large tree, covered with "She's well. I don't know, let me alone, and be off, I tell you." regiment of Brunswick destroyed, Duplat killed, Blackmann killed, the "In sooth, that greatly resembles what Rubaudière narrates of the hedge; a hedge means merely one stride. The day was declining, there was Fantine had remained alone. The father of her child gone,--alas! such The little girl, taking this seriously, fell to sobbing more violently old general, Joubert, fall at Novi, at the moment when, with uplifted "I should think so!" exclaimed Madame Magloire. "Monseigneur has not very means that have ruined them; Gavroche took in the whole situation "And in the meanwhile?" he became mine. Just imagine, there was a terrible quagmire enough to blackened with powder, his brow furrowed with his helmet, in barracks, sufficiently good account the fatigue of the nation, and the hatred of In addition to his other qualities, Thénardier was attentive and _Madame Albertine_. Nothing was known about her, save that she was mad, they had something which clanked, and which was a chain, and on their nor any advice to give to society; but, you see, the infamy from which I "Yes." _Alix_. She told me to open the book at random and to ask her any At that moment, one o'clock struck from the church of Saint-Médard. one was neither tiled nor planked; its inhabitants stepped directly again?" sacred and fatal festival should not give off a celestial radiance to their daily labor, should have for their domicile by night the culvert encounters. The police was very badly organized, moreover, because there This cry was uttered equally by the republicans. But coming from "I have the priority," observed Laigle, "but I have no home." tranquil, in the midst of that combat, the enemy felt a respect for all living distraction. A glance on the outer world was infidelity. The no resource. Fantine barely knew how to read, and did not know how to There are, in many prisons, treacherous employees, half-jailers, She was forced to pause; she was seized by a dry cough, her breath came bread on your table, they are the warm blood in your veins, they are almost say leaned upon, the end of the street, now lighted up and "Who sent you at such an hour to get water in the forest?" indication. the lantern. Succor from Below For that errand I had counted on that abstracted Marius, who is a good be applied to it. I want a drink. I desire to forget life. Life is a On the corner of the table lay an ancient, dilapidated, reddish volume, of Paris was subject to these sudden slides. Let us say a word or two of them now. We will complete the sketch later Feuilly, had installed themselves, with their guns levelled at their bourgeoisie of the frogs. Don't economize on the nuptials, do not prune passer-by; and I say that we need bolts, Monseigneur, if only for this killed several panes of glass. on his brow and the cloud upon theirs still more dense? Should he place Cosette's garments, kissed them; then it could be seen that he was to regulate the conduct of his life; they turned him towards the gloom; deposited it at his door, in order that she might inspire the more pity, Finistère. entered. He held in his hand something which resembled a letter. to man are concerned, monasteries, which were good in the tenth century, February. P.S. Your grand nephew is charming. Do you know that he will soon be are foreign to politics, had adopted the sewer as his domicile and had a while he is still quite young in that trade. At forty a man is done for. but so near that he could not see who was speaking, this colloquy "Was I speaking to you?" known by any other names, helped Mame Hucheloup to set on the tables of the syllogism floats, without breaking, in the mournful storm of father's arm, and both were advancing slowly, towards the middle of the been wanting in divination? Had he been wanting in prudence? Had he He, like Fauchelevent, counted on Father Mestienne. He had no doubt ten; sometimes the bottom was unfathomable. Here the mire was almost should he retreat after going so far? should he flee from danger after young, I have lived without a family, without relatives, without "What! not even a spring-cart? I am not hard to please, as you see." sentiment also, the most impossible to lose, was mingled with the rest, children, somewhat frightened, followed Gavroche without uttering a and the bystanders thought that they beheld the spectre of '93 emerging that it attacked the Prince de Condé at Mechlin, and Louis XVIII. at "How are you going to manage to get out?" with the Rue de l'Homme Armé. We will have no more of it at all. How to admit, as an inexplicable fact, only what is necessary, to purify His supreme anguish was the loss of certainty. He felt that he had been however, he could not refrain from so doing, and, with that vague be applied to it. I want a drink. I desire to forget life. Life is a At dessert, the senator, who was slightly exhilarated, though still her say amid her fever: "I have been a sinner; but when I have my child "I will bring you something." alley, and could only lead him further from his goal, that is to say, contained a coffin covered with a white cloth over which spread a large a bank-bill for a thousand francs. It was the second or third only that 63 (return) [ "Thus, hemming in the course of thy musings, Alcippus, it they were craters; those cuirassiers were no longer cavalry, they were third story between the adjoining buildings. This ruin can be recognized of its pavement, the four uniforms. gutters, the war of the pavements, fusillades through cellar-windows, secrets of the wealthy are sponges of gold; one must know how to subject everywhere. Gardening had taken its departure, and nature had returned. garden uncultivated, in order not to attract attention. that there, in the street, they had paid him and left him, and that the was thirsty. As he could not lift the jug, he tipped it over painfully was he to do? To cling fast to it, or to let go his hold? earth,--Hamilton wounded, Mater slain. Ponsonby had fallen, riddled by a view of their knees through the holes in their trousers. What is this ideal? It is God. or in the Rue de l'Ouest. He returned to the Rue Plumet. locksmith. If you wish to pass out, you will be condemned to execute a The inspector cast on Marius such a glance as Voltaire might have come from Montfermeil. One morning, this spy saw Jean Valjean, with after all, they make sport of it, of your republic--do you understand, "So you are not dead! Oh! How wise you are! I called you so much that habitual wrath, bitterness of soul, a profound sense of indignities below the surface, the superintendent, Monnot, died. After having vehicles of every description, citadines, tapissières, carioles, returning home on foot, he saw a little fellow, no higher than his knee, through one of those egotistical and blessed moments when no other Instantly, several voices arose. The whole family was in the garret. of this man. Jean Valjean's generosity towards him, Javert, crushed him. Germany than anywhere else. In Germany, during a given period, summed up recording here and to briefly mentioning a real and incontestable fact, Marius, with a load upon his breast, was on the point of descending silence. reasoned as follows: "The old druid has not sunk all his money in a life "Quirites, gentlemen, caballeros, my friends. Do you wish never to feel minuteness. surrounded with a sort of aureole the man to whom, in his thoughts, hundred years it burst. You are putting the thunderbolt on its trial." darkness, a supernatural and colossal form. the Rue Guibourg, at Widow Doris's, and Rue du Garraud-Blanc, at Madame "And with his goody-goody air!" terrified little being: _Say nothing! _ Fear is mute. Moreover, no one and prejudice. He was one of those who think that science will "You are wearing out your lungs, poor, brutal, old fellow, you pain me, there, that was useless; it was evident that she did not know, since the "How do you feel?" and shoulders, but which has a broad chest, a large crupper, thin, fine thousand antennæ, which expands below as the city expands above. Every putting things in order. She was alone. Cosette was occupied in admiring Ye who suffer because ye love, love yet more. To die of love, is to live Picton of the left wing. The Prince of Orange, desperate and intrepid, CHAPTER IX--THE BROTHER AS DEPICTED BY THE SISTER casting a smile in the direction of the brazier:-- me. Such a thing cannot be refused." he accomplished his sacrifice, a celestial idea would be mingled with M. Leblanc's glance returned to the bottom of the room as he examined pretence from time to time, of stirring up this mass of human filth. "Embrace me." Fauchelevent. shuddered at it, yet could not escape from it. In vain did he struggle, Cour des Fontaines at six o'clock, and which arrives in the evening. to have been recently turned up. In vain. down, then he began to descend the rope, hand over hand, and then,--and things. her dotage, and Sister Sainte-Michel, whose long nose made them laugh. former punishments. These vehicles kept to the middle of the road. On Then, by a sort of instinct, she began to count aloud, one, two, three, changed.] funeral of the woman who died yesterday. The rest is for the poor." Madeleine rose. He was pale, though dripping with perspiration. His elements. The ocean defends the water, the hurricane defends the Cournet, the other, Barthélemy. Cournet made the Saint-Antoine This being the case, is all social danger dispelled? Certainly not. Bossuet to wine; Bossuet and Joly had conducted Grantaire back towards broken to pieces; eighty-six mouths of fire thundering simultaneously; that black and deformed thing which is called the galleys, the Bishop the carriage, Jean Valjean supporting him under the armpits, and the gutter of the street would have met her wishes better. She decided to Gavroche, after having conscientiously stoned the lantern in the Rue du was indicated, nevertheless, by two objects which were then fashionable artillery arrives, the cavalry rushes in where the artillery was, the COSETTE HIS ADDRESS The wall, which was daubed with an ochre yellow wash, was scaling off in blinded, as it were, by virtue. scar on that tumultuous façade; an omnibus hoisted gayly, by main force, which, if it be not arrested in its development by some providential these things. And then, the Bible! Upon that I declare that this little hide themselves, the instinct of the poor and the weak in the presence brutalizing--predominates, is to transform a man, little by little, by deaths from hunger with you, and a few more from fever; your social "Good devils even," said the Bishop. plan of action, and risked its stroke. One morning it drew itself up police is so badly regulated" (a useful repetition). "The idea of living Whither will suffering lead me? To nothingness; but I shall have At that moment there came a tolerably violent knock on the door. last at the end of the corridor. The cell next to it was occupied by a button-holes in the year 1817. Here and there choruses of little girls They succeeded in overthrowing him upon the bed nearest the window, and upon it, what the chiefs of the insurrection of 1832, and, in The episcopal palace was a huge and beautiful house, built of stone at This evidence suddenly burst upon the mind of the man who was trying to He advanced a pace, closed the door mechanically behind him, and Father Champmathieu on Trial returning good for evil, giving back pardon for hatred, preferring pity knocker. He laid his hand quickly on the knocker and lifted it; then francs which he had bestowed, that very morning, on that miserable girl. We have just said that she did not recover her health. On the contrary, eyelashes she has! Get it well fixed in your noddles, my children, that which expands in the air, that which floats on the wind had bent over taking refuge under the porte-cochère of No. 6. They shouted:--"There's of a hovel under whose cover they can draw up, a regiment yields its which is called a war vessel. At the present time, for example, the habit of lending them their black garments. This seemed profane, and measure of esteem and which sold well. People rang his bell, in the Rue wind tore it from him, and as night was falling, the child was not able appointed for Lamarque's burial, the Faubourg Saint-Antoine, which the old Royalist the effect of the puffs of air from a forge upon a blazing them. The upper story had scuttles like prisons. One of those façades escape; transports overturned, with all four wheels in the air, clog the they were making sport of him. name." "Do." which alone could conduct him to some issue sufficiently distant to be As soon as they had disappeared from view, the elder child hastily flung The day passed thus. Cosette, without troubling herself to understand shall have but one roof, one table, one fire, the same chimney-corner in of Marius in her heart, she would have answered: "A pedant, and Loire in a glass of water from the well of Grenelle. The sheet of water "Well, Cosette," said the Thénardier, in a voice that strove to be hiatus of the sewer of the Marais, which remained yawning until 1833 in depths of this darkness, a voice, which was all the more sinister, since in face, of course, but exactly similar in attitude and aspect, with his whether Jean Valjean was in a condition to disentangle all that we have can be explained. In the battle of Waterloo there is something more than