the process of slow evaporation from her person, and made everything M. Leblanc turned back and said, with a smile:-- the right gets set free, there is foam and tumult. In the beginning, the replied, with assurance:-- And he added: beach, tries to cling fast to that ashes, supports himself on his elbows "You have money--" In the corner of the room stood an old iron bedstead, which was in a excusable he feels it even while holding out against it! How he their dry bread. He who has nothing else has the good God. That is the eighty francs left. At the age of twenty-two, on a beautiful spring alone in the alley, it is true. But there might have been some one his wont, like an _incroyable_, and resembled an antique portrait by lt was broad daylight, and the child still slept. A wan ray of the failed him, he meditated on his country. He brooded with the profound "I have heard something of it in a vague way," replied the Bishop. Then day before. She no longer recognized it. The whiteness of soul in young horror. and there allowed her soul to soar among little clouds of marble, and not. If a candle was brought, he put on a mask. He was a ventriloquist. him pay his fare. solemn disappearances which leave a sombre emotion in history; it "I awate in the entichamber the orders of monsieur le baron. And Marius stupidly counted them; there were still five of them! Then him examining the gate with great attention. De ces temps d'aurore et de firmament, d'Assas, of reaching the Rue du Cherche-Midi, of leaving behind me the semicircle over the hills along the horizon. "If you set two men to work?" Marius heard Mother Jondrette's heavy hand fumbling at his lock in the denounced himself, the heroism of his deed might, perhaps, be taken into The officer's comrades perceived that there was, in that "badly kept" the force of government in him; there was dictation in his joviality; education. Make men, make men. Give them light that they may warm Valjean in the Champ de Mars the expressive warning: "Leave your house." obstructed his destiny was disappearing. That man had taken himself off Revolution my family was ruined. I took refuge in Franche-Comté at God has made, the human heart is the one which sheds the most light, all, intermittences of hope. anything away any more. They eat everything." flight. How had it happened that he had not mentioned this to Cosette? the Bernardines to the Jacobins. She was dry, rough, peevish, sharp, passers-by would spit on his tomb. This was done. The dead must be "By the way, you will give me his gun!" and he added: "I leave you the "It would have embarrassed what? embarrassed whom?" retorted Marius. "Do Tristan, François I. with Duprat, Charles IX. is there with his mother, offices. She always occupied it alone because this gallery, being on the their peril, in the hope of seeing Thénardier make his appearance on the to clothe the chorister of a cathedral properly. himself nor of Marius. He was thinking of Cosette. deuce!" said Thénardier, and he redoubled his pace. visit led to others. The colonel, who had been extremely reserved at find work." At Filspierre's they found cartridges and arms. Certain this fact, and as it was too late to go down to the Rue Saint-Jacques, and, with her head bathed in light, rosy after a good sleep, submitting Enjolras cried: "Always," ejaculated Thénardier. "Jean Valjean did not rob Madeleine, for the seventh month, and continued her remittances with tolerable martingale, which, starting at the neck, forks on the stomach, and meets within, and only to be able to be hard outside. Bitterness returned. He would have shuddered in the presence of that luminous and unknown joy, them two squares, behind them Somerset; Somerset meant fourteen hundred the depths of his thought, lost him and found him again in a fatal mist. So long as Cosette had been small, Jean Valjean had been willing to talk criticism, that could be made, was, that the contradiction between The doctor recommended silence, and that all painful emotions should be heap of old iron at the bottom of the garden." with a smile that was almost calm: "A baron like this gentleman, and a make Cosette keep silent. It was an ancient alley door, low, vaulted, narrow, solid, entirely of Cosette recoiled. bourgeoisie. The bourgeoisie is simply the contented portion of the the prisoners in their beds. In spite of this antiquity, the authorities Nevertheless, he deluded himself at first; he had a feeling of security its masterpieces, its prodigies, its epics, go forth to the bounds of Meanwhile he had halted, and for the last two minutes he had been She had completely forgotten the bread. She had recourse to the dungeon was judged to be too terrible; nowadays they are composed of an interpolating this word.] of the creature imprisoned in their pincers. What a delight this the Mayor of M. sur M. say the _Emperor_, and not _Bonaparte_, when inaccessible height, the pale marble phantom of Cæsar. The Emperor had economical point of view, I don't want any; a king is a parasite. One are bouquets." All these enclosures abut upon the river at one end, and And how fortunate that he did nothing but steal! Ah, mon Dieu! it makes which civilization is composed, or by which it is complicated, to extend souls possessed of senses. They lie among the stars." agree that when we behold the pavement, we think of the bear, and it is "Are you going far?" CHAPTER V--FACTS WHENCE HISTORY SPRINGS AND WHICH HISTORY IGNORES Montfermeil for her. As he removed them from the valise, he laid them on Te rappelles-tu nos bonheurs sans nombre, Where was he? Who could ever have imagined anything like that sort of is not devoid of resemblance to a jail. Who knows whether man is not a is their dress. All is black except the band, which is white. The behold! you are an auditor, then a papal chamberlain, then monsignor, but little light and a great deal of noise. The date of the year 1823 55th of the line, which was the old regiment of Flanders. At Eylau therewith, and do not trouble yourself about the means which a poor Ah! you have got yourselves killed! You are no longer on hand! That is not be here to-morrow, but your families will; and what sufferings! See, passage of words that were barely audible, like breaths in the death "Was it you who told Basque not to make a fire then?" Javert." which would explain the faint noise and almost imperceptible movements find is a rarity, it attracts attention, very few people make use of the out of this." Jean Valjean, dressed in black, followed them with a smile. of the sewer, you would have made me remain near you. I was therefore force the lock; the key was there; he opened it; the first thing which view, why do we speak of civil war? "Yes," he thought, "this is right; I am on the right road; I have the "Impossible, sir." and that the field of battle upon which he was to descend was the young and very small, with remarkable luck. the point of the sword, no more comrades, no more officers, no more Bishop. Then he added, with a smile, "To him who contents himself with seized it, and was brandishing it, mingling with his arguments the was a grave matter. The police agents were afraid of making a mistake; clanking became audible which resembled the rattling of chains, and as have had enough of it as it is. I have seen it, that suffices, this is As for the convent, its gratitude to Fauchelevent was very great. the dawn, he said: troublesome prisoners, of placing there "the hard cases," as they say in and from Bercy to the markets was accomplished through the Rue Cosette had slept only a few hours, but soundly. She had had sweet is what I have come to; you have before you the whole future, full of had been mad and who detested him, being jealous of M. Gillenormand on who had been born to the Thénardiers during one of the preceding of your loins; the adventure with old Fauchelevant; your skill in parties in summer. Are the Thénardiers prosperous? There are not many placed them, lighted, on the table. hours a thousand years of feudalism; it makes of its logic the muscle he flung it on the thin and purple shoulders of the beggar-girl, where of the horse's hoofs on the pavement. through, at a distance which appeared to him immense, piercing the dense child, which she carried in her arms. Animals are nothing else than the figures of our virtues and our vices, "It is true," said Chenildieu. of even impersonal magnificence; and they kept behind the swans' hutch. emitted a little wavering light in this opaque gloom, or whether his They retraced their steps. lodger_, and in reality intrusted with the functions of portress, who at that moment, was swinging the two children by means of a long cord, Night was already sufficiently advanced to render it possible to lose are made to reprimand fathers. Come. Go upstairs with me to the drawing- Catholic cloister, properly speaking, is wholly filled with the black at liberty is to be hunted, to turn the head every instant, to quake at in the orchard of a neighbor, called the Pierron orchard. Who was this with M. Madeleine; all that he had foreseen during his night of fever "He answers well." would have made his escape from isolation and spleen, from his widowed gentleman who sat there every day with his daughter, had, on his side, Jean Valjean, finding himself known to this man, at least only under the enter by the door." "Not all wheels fit all axles, sir." he was always dressed in a workingman's trousers and blouse, and wore habit, he thought of it with pleasure. After all, he saw no obstacle to daughters, Éponine and Azelma were released. When Éponine came out, abandoned, vanquished, terrible, those gloomy squares endured their pocket-book, a very large knife, and--a suspicious circumstance--several been set up in the Champs-Élysées by that famous restaurant-keeper, This convent was for Jean Valjean like an island surrounded by gulfs. beside a glass of water, removed his wrist from beneath his chin, and wallowed on the earth and soared, now like the hydra, now like the knotted round the waist with a green ribbon, with a stomacher of the Javert's two acolytes were marching in their ranks. his savage head. the pontifical chancellery by using 26 for Rome, _grkztntgzyal_ for dispersed into thin air. Were all those dear, sorrowful, valiant, long time since I've seen you! So you're out?" everything and does not like to be disturbed; hence excessive timidity, Decidedly this man was an enigma. The good souls got out of their was one of the pieties of his soul; he mingled it with the name of An instant later Cosette entered the public room. avoided, by the One who, when He sets the centuries on the stage, of the Comanche Indians in the Doubtful Pass. 'Bah!' you will say to lay in a fever accompanied by delirium, and by tolerably grave cerebral stammered lugubrious monologues in a low voice. This is one which his those friends of yours do pretty things. By the way, aren't they The point which we consider it our duty to note is, that outside of and atrocity by a certain terrible dignity. On the funeral pile, in trouble of getting married, sir. Be happy, my well-beloved child." on his knees, with the whole upper portion of his body supported on his She interrupted him impetuously:-- into the shadows, had the appearance of dreaming happily over his good "What did the doctor say?" Jean Valjean had merely fainted. The fresh air had revived him. above. which they turned over and over on their knees with all sorts of joyous attorney-general was very clever, and never _missed_ his culprits; he Paris found in its pocket the two hundred and sixty-thousand eighty "You crawl over the walls and you don't care a straw for the government. for him. Progress; and if you wish to acquire an idea of the nature of progress, ebullition. the Rue de l'Ouest, where Jean Valjean, according to his custom, had The rope ladder was still shaking. first floor were open. The house was occupied, in fact. The windows had there that the proclamations of the Emperor and of the Imperial Guard composing it. Here are the appellations to which the principal members judged, the legal conscience, the public prosecution, all the stars; he 1.E. Unless you have removed all references to Project Gutenberg: proceeding from Genoa to some obscure port on the coast, he fell into extreme, an obscurity so powerful, that the most timid felt themselves pronunciation was nasal and absolutely unlike the dry, shrill tone which Italian, German, Spanish, or English, and become European, I say more, This is, no doubt, what the Bishop of D---- thought. two doors; perhaps they might be forced. The wall above which he saw the "You are right," she said to him. of the morning. Cosette, with her hair in the sunlight, her soul the Empire in the sovereignty of the French idea imposed on Europe; he feet in length, and which might have served Behemoth for a bathtub. The in that association there is no abdication. Each sovereignty concedes a d'Orléans recommended her. Uproar in the hive; the vocal-mothers were antennæ than winged insects, to catch the wind in the clouds. Its breath on to his fobs, explored the first, returned to the second. the inn, to allow the horse a breathing spell, and to have him given Seven or eight minutes elapsed, eight thousand centuries to Thénardier; CHAPTER VIII--TWO DO NOT MAKE A PAIR above stairs, a beating of drums below stairs, the dances, the joyous The four couples conscientiously went through with all the country the man in all France who best understood "proportioned politeness," the the portress not to expect him that night. That made three. as thirty-nine in one day. Who was Benoît? He was the patriarch of water, oil, bread, and salt; a little bacon, a bit of mutton, figs, a to tear out that thread, to break it, to undo the knot or to cut it, to Grenelle, twenty-five sous. This last was the dearest of the whole queer when you have had no food." Immense combined propulsions direct human affairs and conduct them again disturbing you at this moment; you must have thought me intrusive, were emptied, was a calming potion rather than a restaurant. It no "Don't harm him!" from the Jewry of the Ghetto. It re-discovers in what remains that which below. And he pointed out to her on the turf a shadow cast by the moon, and Voltaire at their head; the Utopians, Rousseau at their head,--these are The porter did not stir. darkness that they may escape from an anguish. The sky presented itself little children, Cosette was rather merry in the evening. It was at this with their harsh and direct light. A useful and graciously austere "_For my son_.--The Emperor made me a Baron on the battle-field of "When will she have finished this pair of stockings?" Everything about this singular enigma was inexplicable. necessity for the statesman to take philosophers into account, confused to "deliberate" over this. It did not take much more than this to swell ulterior motive is feared, their conscience denounced. They are become an altar, no more hatreds, the fraternity of the workshop and the The master-stroke of strong men consists in saving themselves by the before. This tavern created a joyous noise in the very spot which old which had served her as a prospectus with M. Gillenormand, had been march at his best pace in the direction which the man must follow, and "I am your father." the halls of justice. It is rare that charity and pity are the outcome district-attorney had finished, and exclaimed:-- pours out through its hundred and twenty cannons as through enormous insurrection; these are two separate phases of wrath; one is in the "I will pay for them." age to understand, they might have gathered the words of this grave man. For our parts, we reject this word _uprisings_ as too large, and vanities, its miseries, inhabits the blue of heaven, and no longer feels in an affected and wretched style, with a clever gallicized English never to rise again. On hearing the hubbub made by the passers-by, shall disappear before the angels, and that Fatality shall vanish before Thénardier, rated as a burglar, and detained as a measure of precaution Never had the two ideas which governed the unhappy man whose sufferings for French bullets! The sacred law of Jesus Christ governs our civilization, but it does The prioress paused, moved her lips, as though in mental prayer, and the bills for them, etc., etc. Jean Valjean turned to Cosette. He began to gaze at her as though he "Seventhly: for a broken thread ten sous are withheld in the weaving hundred livres a year, Madame la Baronne de Pontmercy will go and He went on:-- backs turned to these two. it, he is offered this mockery,--life! How could he restrain himself? monarchie en falbala. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. M. Myriel had to undergo the fate of every newcomer in a little town, touch the pavement is the same as for the giant to touch the earth; worn tenderly on the heart. How stupid they are! Some abominable fright Was he simply obeying a sort of instinctive impulse which was obscure merrily. Life is all. That man has another future elsewhere, on high, lugubrious. "He's an old duffer." This Boulatruelle was a man who was viewed with disfavor by the of Onkelos, which renders it, _A wind coming from God blew upon the face stove, with a glazed and grated door opening on the street, and guarded after the Bishop, there had existed in Jean Valjean a profound mademoiselle, who was over forty and looked fifty, and by a handsome other by the hand. One might have been seven years old, the other five. As for Cosette, she had not been initiated into any of these secrets; wheelwright's trade one works always in the open air, in courtyards, tour of the garden, the garden was deserted. Then he returned to and the Lark, what has become of her?' One must, at least, see some collector of his rents, M. Barge, a retired tip-staff, in the Rue du well as of the _précieuses_. The Hotel Rambouillet nearly adjoins the trembling, saluted it; whatever our egotism and our rancor may be, a he entered a cabriolet, which took him to the esplanade of the On leaving the sister, he approached Fantine. He advanced a step, in order to quit the distant recess where the battle is less dismal, after all, than the clank of the scabbard on look, and heard the beasts walking on the grass, and she distinctly saw There is, as we know, a philosophy which denies the infinite. There is to do with the Venus de Medici? Oh! the young men of the present day are that it really was that divine creature whom he saw in the midst of short, the relic was a strange one. A Marquise had slept in it; Marat CHAPTER V--A SUITABLE TOMB No one caught a glimpse of the sinister foundation. And moreover, who Equality, Fraternity. Oh! how grand is liberty! And what a splendid whom there was some taint of the monster. Satan must have occasionally am fulfilling a duty; I am that miserable criminal. I am the only one sun in a word, respirable for the entire population, they were in west, the other in the east, two great flames which were joined by the place. This one was an officer. Jean Valjean, who had re-loaded his gun, Jean Valjean was on the point of dipping his hand in the river once Marius had just asked his grandfather's permission to take a little For foundlings . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 500 " his own fashion, with an accompaniment of snappishness and boxes on the Nevertheless, some one did present himself. The cess-pool had its hand." who needs a refuge. I say to you, who are passing by, that you are much eclipses, then bright openings of the clouds; and indoors a sort of "I can't, I belong in the procession, I'm the one to shout 'Down with She grasped Marius' hand convulsively with her pierced hand, but she no on that pedestal the date "_June_ 18, 1815"; that which encouraged within him. He was in a transport, trembling, panting. All at once, without wrath, and with the eye of a linguist who is deciphering a Polonceau. There, at the angle of which we have spoken, it descended to twice a week about her widowed hearth, and these constituted a purely on thresholds, noticed an old man neatly clad in black, who emerged a good meal: the Bishop did not interfere. With that exception, his is chained is a terrible word. The writer doubles and trebles his style perceived. A week later, Jean Valjean had taken his departure. He swore finger,--that would suffice for my eternity! that I should be in my own little corner, and that, while you would have gently. That is all. Is it not quite natural that I should desire to see inn-keeper:-- to confide themselves to that black gloom, and to trust to Providence fortify him in his resolution. been obliged to put straw mats over the melon beds, because of the moon, In spite of all this, he got admitted to practice as a lawyer. He was "Good day, Babet!" in the wounded man's humble abode, she warbled melancholy songs which he espied a beautiful girl with white stockings well drawn up, which civilization, and which our indifference and heedlessness trample under Marius, dreamer as he was, was, as we have said, firm and energetic by say: 'Moderate your joys.' I say: 'Give rein to your joys.' Be as much Just as they were finishing their morsel of bread, and had reached the cultivated and plucked; over head that which one can study and meditate "Ah! let us read it!" said the aunt. "No," replied the girl, "but as his key is in the door, he must be out." took pleasure in his thoughts. To everything that they proposed to him Babet responded night of the 5th to the 6th of July, 1809; on this occasion, M. Myriel He settled his cap more firmly on his brow, sought mechanically to being concealed it became patent. he had but one fixed idea: Cosette. preceding evening. From month to month the hostility increased, and from terminated, when Courfeyrac again beheld on the barricade, the small consideration. Ah! by all the saints of Olympus and by all the gods "M. Marius what?" and soul like a north wind. And he flourished his shovel briskly. Fauchelevent held him back. of side-work not more than eighteen inches high, and facing the just explained our views, Paris has beneath it another Paris; a Paris of The man straightened himself up, and was on the point of withdrawing, falling through the window. regular distances, massive, arching ribs, represented the vertebral superior force, by brute matter, he finds in his soul an expression: The day had been strange and filled with emotions for Cosette. They cesspool no longer retains anything of its primitive ferocity. The rain, cuirassiers quitted the cavalry to return to the infantry; or, to put two clouds are laden with lightning, and which were bound to overflow table was singing hers. DE BRYE MARCHAND A BRUXELLE LE [illegible] FEVRIER 1637.] He turned round from time to time and looked behind him. He took care to "It is you, father!" he exclaimed, on catching sight of Jean Valjean; Their only domestic was a female servant of the same age as Mademoiselle existed some mysterious re-habilitation which had begun; and, to all them,--a courtyard surrounded by walls hung with vines, and the face visible. The light came from a taper which was burning in one think to tell you to pick it up. The sun was shining bright, and it was that I am going to die. If you only knew! I adore you. Forgive me, I As Gavroche walked along, he cast an indignant backward glance at the And for the sake of obeying her father, she resumed her walks in the unintelligible, below the inextricable; beneath the confusion of tongues Fantine trembled at the sound of Javert's voice, and let go of the latch same quarter, and so that he could, at need, take himself off at the posting-chaise; Aulus Gellius would halt no longer in front of Congrio was no rebound. The effect which they had foreseen had been attained. may be stupid, if it sees fit; it sometimes allows itself this luxury; coppersmith. After that, the house remained uninhabited, and fell slowly came through the snow, made him no reply, did not even glance at him, Let us explain how the Thénardiers had succeeded in getting rid of their generally close at six o'clock." and invaded; but little bloodshed, little honor won, shame for some, woollen cloak; and for six months in the year they wore serge chemises refinement of speaking to the King in private as _the King_, in the The wheelwright and the stable-man, in despair at the prospect of the that Javert was a symbol. His brow was not visible; it disappeared lugubrious. not do otherwise than turn him out," said the grandfather to himself, the heart of man. was evident that to-morrow, that an hour hence, a pouring rain might redly here and there along those tragic boulevards, and the long rows Moreover, their attitudes were prouder, more confident than ever; the amazement and then, since no one dared to stop or to assist him, this poor queen whom I saw pass in the tumbril! And all this is going to Once, having confidence in a fine September sun, Marius had allowed and a pen between two glasses of brandy, announced that a vaudeville was noise was audible in the house; it was the Lark sweeping the stairs. appeared to be crushed. The almost violent serenity of the funereal but of martyrdom, it always becomes necessary to say either yes or no. a pen. Its blackness has no connection with the sublime blackness of the with an expression which no human tongue can render any account of. order that, seeing her so peaceable, they might make no difficulty about was not apparent. Her hair, a golden lock of which had escaped, seemed "Come now, don't fire. You'll miss fire." Man, the Charbonnière, and The Free Men. All had a revolutionary society And he put the five-franc piece into one of his pockets. Gavroche could think of no reply to this, and stood there in indecision, Thus he proceeded for some time, walking on without ceasing, traversing auroral light in the form of a woman. conscript, he was found asleep on the floor, lying like a log near Had he finally declared to himself that it was impossible that any "Go away with you! Are you mad? Why, I should have to have money, and I M. Gillenormand talked nonsense in connection with the wedding, and all Royalist Bank-note her name, and it might have been supposed that he no longer thought of "No," said Fauchelevent, "the difficulty is to get out." they innocently sing their repertory of dirty songs. There they are, or some indescribably lofty and melancholy figure. An unheard-of virtue, ground to dust under the horses. The bayonets plunged into the bellies Mondétour which was called Corinthe. These meetings were secret. Others "Do." improvement. To know is a sacrament, to think is the prime necessity, Such and such a phrase produces upon you the effect of the shoulder of a one, now with another, most often with Joly. Joly was studying medicine. what? A shelter. They have it. They take possession of peace, of and it is better so. I present you my compliments, and I will tell birthday, but he did not appear to be more than sixty. He was not tall; nearer, and now, little by little, step by step, but surely, the army on the garden, which is closed on the outside by a shutter, and two savant! a botanist! an inoffensive man! Something must be done for him!" "So there is a fair going on here?" to trembling. of chemical products abound in the Faubourg Saint-Marceau. Many of the The soldiers rushed into the Genrot alley. a garden, and lone women." of the body, but it did allow the passage of the eyes; that is to "Javert, you are a man of honor, and I esteem you. You exaggerate your expression of kindness and tenderness almost amounted to aberration. The chair." These words were mingled in his thoughts with a vague memory of The prioress is elected for three years by the mothers, who are called fireplace. The host, who was also the chief cook, was going from one The prisoner had listened to them, with that astounded face which was, which murmured that infamous word "dismemberment." On arriving in Paris, confine ourselves to stating that it resembles the original. along past him, addressed to him a very fraternal and very merry wink, youth and her virginity which remained to her, palpitated, though they The Thénardier woman cast a glance at the ruffians who had allowed entered an elongated funnel. At the end of this street, which was very She adored her child. He came to the aid of M. Madeleine. mistake which it makes with regard to us,--have we not sometimes been has not been able to make both ends meet. In fact, this confirms me in His brother the curé died about 1830, and almost immediately, as when "Are you sure of it?" sacred and fatal festival should not give off a celestial radiance to upon his knees as though a hand had dropped it over his head. world to which he belonged. One day, at the period when he had his stone bench which General Drouot had mounted on the 4th of March to read silver. "Here," said he, "this is to pay expenses, wine, et cætera." to have its finger on its lips. Had all the modesty which had been Popincourt, and which falls into the Seine through the Amelot sewer If one of my subordinates had done what I have done, I should have The words had produced no less strange an effect on Fantine. She raised be content. Thus I should have remained Monsieur Fauchelevent, thus I facing the East on the back court-yard of the house. "Who is this good man who is staring at me?" hedge, and containing a well. He took advantage of this removal to sell Mademoiselle Baptistine gentle, slender, frail, somewhat taller than her the windows were grated. Not a gleam of light was visible at any one of "What little girls?" This was true, up to a certain point, for she said to herself that the The gamin examined the rope, the flue, the wall, the windows, and made "Eight too many. Keep those eight guns loaded like the rest and at hand. hiatus of the sewer of the Marais, which remained yawning until 1833 in shutting their carriage gates so early." They were the reports of the church bell of the convent. At this signal prioress, vocal mothers, no other effect than to cause the revolutionary work to be continued in just as a general is by a covey of young officers. This is what great-coat. And all three went out, Jondrette preceding the two I agree with that good man, who never existed, perhaps. Zero not wishing BOOK NINTH.--SUPREME SHADOW, SUPREME DAWN this trench was full of living men, the rest marched over them and freaks, but one does not cause one's little Cosette grief. That is remained unmarried, and by the second another daughter, who had died Préfet of Police_. As the affair in the station-house had been bruited "I don't know." catechisms, books of hours, etc.,--charges to write, sermons to following morning he awoke in a mood that was almost gay. He thought the CHAPTER I--MARIUS INDIGENT him with her eyes. They exchanged not a word. On the one hand, there was The paper was not folded. She cast a glance upon it. The prisoner made a movement in his bonds. you won't have my chamber! What have I done to you? Has anything widely separated, and on occasion even hostile. The Oratory of Italy, She seized his hands with vivacity, and raising them to her face with an and he had succeeded, so that this taciturn and enigmatical cloister those who are arriving and those who are departing. Those who are She burst out laughing, and said to her old neighbor: "Ah! they are really a fact that he had seen M. Fauchelevent, so serious and so calm a lighted large cages filled with tow steeped in resin, from time to time, Like the wild animal chased from its lair, he was seeking a hole in The sub-prioress was an old Spanish nun, Mother Cineres, who was almost discourse Audry de Puyraveau delivered!" of Cartouche, is no less painful than the grandson of Louis XV., an more venerable possible. sky." intersected with a cross like a shroud. Radiant faces, white foreheads, wax, which he rolled between his fingers. The old woman waited for him. emanated from these two little beings. Besides this, they were on the had been almost wicked and who had become almost a saint, who, after to bolt their doors. They said: "How will all this end?" From moment to is a fog, and he must have found a vapor. Marius is of the race of the brushwood with Cosette, where they could both hide themselves. "The accomplished. Perhaps it would be wise to go abroad, if only for a few the jury of what he said here a few hours ago. Javert is an estimable "What are they? Speak." beneath his hat: his eyes were not visible, since they were lost under are the author? The dungeon. There is your future. What precipices are by way of Vanvres and Issy. At Issy an incident occurred. The truly had to deal with a formidable species of man, with a fine talker. He It was with an accent of severity that Marius continued: fettered and coupled pell-mell, in alphabetical disorder, probably, and in this town he had established a considerable commerce. He has at last Perhaps she had no ulterior meaning. Jean Valjean thought he perceived erecting a fountain in the place of the monument of M. le Duc de Berry? CHAPTER I--IN WHAT MIRROR M. MADELEINE CONTEMPLATES HIS HAIR The soldiers, we will observe, were full of wrath. reason, at one and the same time riper and more troubled than of yore, publish, the papers to be drawn up, the mayoralty, and the church "Has moved away," replied the porter. bar, as though she were guarding it. It was precisely at the point where Her voice was so abrupt and hoarse that the two women thought they heard person whatever, who should desire to force him to live,--from his the lightning-charged whirlwind of the combat, the cavern of miasmas and establishment of July struggled. It represented the minute at happy. It seems as though its respiration were made of hope. He recalled the odd incidents which had already alarmed the household. in diminishing the individual burden by enlarging the notion of the you do.' I gave him the address. When I mentioned the house, he seemed febrile absorption known to, and classified by, science, and which is to where terra firma comes to an end and where mud begins, to rummage in "But," he persisted feebly, "Father Mestienne is the grave-digger." sacrifice. The convent is supreme egoism having for its result supreme threatening gravity which precedes engagements. They took aim, point The artillery-men rapidly performed their manouvres in force and placed myself? I am arrested; this Champmathieu is released; I am put back in Goodman Fauchelevent, the ex-notary, belonged to the category of nobility of the Crusades treating the nobility of the Empire, that is to a gesture which with him was peculiarly imperious, and apostrophized Let us return to 1830. 1830, in its deviation, had good luck. In the woke up, on the plains which adjoin the Salpêtrière. There they held the corner of every street (a benefit which there is no time to discuss direction, and, in short, shuddering at what he was about to do, his The porter contented himself with waking Basque. Basque woke Nicolette; CHAPTER IV--HE ALSO BEARS HIS CROSS understand, and committed this error. "The father" began to grow properly speaking. There, within the limits of those few square fathoms, that boy had been creating an uproar in that peaceable arrondissement, should he write on that little table of white wood; his old portress, He was writing probably some more letters like those which Marius had "He's an old duffer." He resembled them in this sense, that he walked like them. this, taken together, disturbed the military chiefs. They made haste to not know so much as the hour of the trial; that he should, at least, which every one possessed, music forming part of the wedding, a symphony finished, he placed the key in the lock. The bolt slipped back and the The churchwarden had certainly played a decisive part. Thénardier was haggard, fierce, suspicious, rather menacing, yet the snow could be seen falling. The snow promised by the Candlemas sun "Yes, but the house is closed," said one of the drinkers. the phrase, the more intensity in the blow. Tacitus thinks with all his It is in three parts; one might almost say, in three acts. The first fear was genuine; the stone was there. No doubt was possible; she did door, guarded by this wall, which commands it only a gun's length away. Her education was finished, that is to say, she has been taught Tholomyès was the antique old student; he was rich; he had an income of approaching the barricade. All at once he shouted:-- Sister Simplice had no mirror. She rummaged in a drawer, and pulled out She did not wake. with gloom by the right divine, Cæsarian glory, force, fanaticism, À la chasse aux corbeaux--" During the second year, precisely at the point in this history which the footsteps, to the well, but when he had grasped the chain, he could not agitation. Any one who had chanced to pass through the little town of Vernon at Valjean's personal affairs did not concern him. to her in a deliberate voice, like a serious man who does not wish to "This is my idea: that it is impossible that God should mean to part us. favorable for an attempt at escape, was that the roofers were re-laying the flue of a chimney, or the pipe of a cistern. Jean Valjean darted leaped over the bayonets and fell, gigantic, in the midst of these four saturated with violent emotions and conscious that the end was near, had child. He recalled the fact that Jean Valjean had been arrested in Paris the rights of others, and by all and several, the proprietors as well with the same thoughts of delight in his heart, when he caught sight his love! He had seen, and he was becoming blind again. He reflected and some knaves. small lad, inundated the porticos of Saint-Jean de Beauvais, and of The Government, on its side, was taking observations. It observed with "Is it true, Madame? May I play?" lieutenant, had advised him to debouch from the forest above agonizing suffering in the immense faubourg, which had reached that philosophy. is to say, towards deserted regions. watch. To be a false signature in flesh and blood, to be a living false expressed it in the feebleness of illness which resembles infancy, in "What is that?" pronounced. It was there that the lion has been placed, the involuntary Inexpressible is the horror of dying thus! Death sometimes redeems his "Yes." does not need either fork or spoon, even of wood, in order to dip a bit O grenier doré! te lacer! te voir "Gillenormand, Rue des Filles-du Calvaire, No. 6." it," he said to her. This amused Cosette; she turned over all the clumps To No there is only one reply, Yes. jolts of the cart, but he was not conscious of it. It seemed to him that at the end of the vehicle, was offering flowers to the travellers. "Give As the Cathedral clock struck two in the morning, Jean Valjean awoke. retained among other souvenirs that of Mother Sainte-Bazile, Mother Magnon quitted the Quai des Célestins and went to live in the Rue of the patriots of Ancona assembled in the shadow, to the Archi before "You don't know? He was a liberated convict!" "Who?" "The mayor." "Bah! The ball buried itself in the mass of rubbish. At the most there was an is no relief corps; those who are erect pillage those who are prone This house and corridor, which have now disappeared, were in existence She turned away as in shame and indignation. She would gladly have at the Barrière de la Cunette, and a certain thin white wine at the out in haste; the robber fled at the full speed of his legs. Isabeau ran a cudgel, and it seemed to be a cane. of vision? Choose. A bit of mould is a pleiad of flowers; a nebula is an Régale si tu peux et mange si tu l'oses.