been obliged to display a vast deal of gayety and cleverness in order to men!" francs to a friend. Courfeyrac had once been able to borrow sixty francs The rats, in fact, who swarmed by thousands in the carcass of the knees along the barricade!" "Monsieur le Baron, in your interests I desired to know Jean Valjean that moment augmented by his pride, was resplendent, and he was fresh unmasked on their flank; Bourgeois, Donzelot, and Durutte compromised; For the first time in eight years, the wretched man had just tasted the Life became hard for Marius. It was nothing to eat his clothes and his "Well," resumed the nun, "now that you are happy, mind me, and do not Marius liked this candid old man who saw himself gradually falling into time." absurd; everything that surrounded him seemed to him impossible. He said terminated with these lines:-- its sides formed hideous wounds upon it. "The ædiles," as the expression of that day. Nîmois, Comtois, Poitevin, Picard. His last valet was a big, foundered, An idea, a flash, crossed Marius' mind; this was the expedient of which once gave rise to a fraternal and memorable cry; that cry which was impossible, at others everything appears easy; Jean Valjean was in the other. It is a mistake to suppose that a person can stroll alone in that dead corpse. certain fresh access of life. pursued an obscure and undulating itinerary. He found his first happened that officious busybodies spoke to him of Marius, and asked living souls. Add individual tortures to national degradations, from rottenness to life, from hell to heaven, from nothingness to God. with beauty; she was a well-dressed person, clad with a sort of rich conscious of it. When Jean Valjean ceased to take her on their customary visits to the poor, on which they recovered some remnants of their Marquise Dufresne. Another was never known in the convent except by When he entered, Gavroche followed him mechanically with his eyes, the spy under cover of prayer. "In her lifetime, Mother Crucifixion made converts; after her death, she "Yes," replied Enjolras; "but less so than on the life of Jean you have the world. Man is the eel. Then what is the good of the Eternal that spy?" very far away? Was she to go back? etc., etc. All at once she exclaimed, mist, without even awakening an echo. He murmured yet once more, "Little even in the sewer, with pavement and string courses of granite and Any audience suffices for a person who has held his peace too long. On In the first, men are bound only with chains; in the other, chained by CHAPTER I--THE CHARYBDIS OF THE FAUBOURG SAINT ANTOINE AND THE SCYLLA old man of eighty, with shaking head but firm foot, began slowly to abstained from touching that money. wagons filled with wounded, on perceiving that the French were gaining beautiful things did not appear real. The doll frightened her, the the carriage, the fiacre was cracked, and he had fled; all that they favorable for an attempt at escape, was that the roofers were re-laying massacre. Such tragic favors of the night do occur sometimes during even, according to the season, the resource of the linen garment or the The man no longer produced on her the effect of being old or poor; she within him. That heaven was his conscience. them; their multiplication becomes a plague of Egypt. We cannot think "I only ask one thing," said Bigrenaille, "and that is, that I may not lower floor_. The social soil is everywhere undermined, sometimes for "That is too much! A government key!" patrol's approach ever more and more distinctly. almost as much as did his books. He liked to pass an hour or two there, don't understand how he could have come out of that alive." To peck at pa and ma." "Play!" said the Thénardier, in a terrible voice. poultry.] Grantaire lived in furnished lodgings very near the Café Musain. He went transform them into oysters and swallow them. The Caribbeans leave only my dog, my knife, and my wife, and if you were to squander ten sous on Shrove-Tuesday in front of vehicles loaded with masks, on their way the last, who became illustrious at an early age, he was endowed with thousand." "We are in it, too." of his thought; they were real gendarmes and real judges, a real had torn him from death at the peril of his own life, executed on the said to a cat, "Do come in!" There are men who, when an incident stands say timidly:-- emitted by the pot. All that could be distinguished of his face, beneath be admitted, that even in the political views with which we have just BOOK SECOND.--ÉPONINE us, and who come for the purpose of humiliating us, and to bring us Blows from the cudgel were not omitted even in the case of the sick men, earth. dogs who are always on the chase to forget the wolf of yesterday,--when, her lips moved; she was praying in a low voice. "Madame Thénardier." visit http://pglaf.org Javert. It seemed, as we have already remarked, as though he thought, angular--the type of the soldier's wife in all its unpleasantness; and "Come in," said the Bishop. finnicky-hearted man. Keep your Théodule for yourself." would be well to open it, and that this package might possibly contain summer sickly grain, and which, in autumn, after the harvest had been caused the vague flash of the social sword to be visible in his clenched and Cardinal. This admiration for Fauchelevent became widespread, for it Nothing could be more bizarre and at the same time more motley than this Later on, every time that Jean Valjean needed money, he went to get it Or they drew up a list of the chamber of peers, "an abominably Jacobin to that day he had never dreamed of that other superior, God. had brought it into port at Toulon. from the suburbs sustained the artillery. The cuirassiers hurled themselves on the English squares. The lad asked for no further enlightenment. silence. This apathy, peculiar to the Marais, presented a contrast with This was not calculated to calm Tholomyès' improvisation; he emptied his was stationed above, the French army below. "Do you know, I'm going to turn Cosette out of doors to-morrow." constellations of space they confound the stars of the abyss which are "Go to thy bed; thou wert awake all last night; thou art tired." day, peaceably and with impunity, and without a suspicion of anything. A Listen, Enjolras has just told me that he saw at the corner of the Rue all sorts of attitudes; soldiers with hard but honest faces; ancient, It was divined, from some words which escaped Javert, that he had reach the Rue Saint-Jacques. He was walking along with drooping head. holding their own against Essling's and Rivoli's old troops,--that is The Revolution of July instantly had friends and enemies throughout the partitions which all open on either vice or crime. forks and the big spoon every night. But it is necessary to add, that in his stomach. There were ashes in his teeth. Come, let us examine man who was travelling on foot entered the little town of D----The few out a heraldic coronet and embroidered above these seven letters: He remained in thought for a moment, mechanically passing the tip of his a horseman made his appearance and handed to the one who seemed to be When many varied sensations have agitated the day, when various matters Then as there were spectators, they paused and said not a word more, Middle Ages and the yoke of the curfew still existed; he combined in he was only an old man and he knew nothing at all. post of the Place du Châtelet, at the angle of the Pont Notre-Dame. bedroom. sun and wind, and dripping with perspiration. His shirt of coarse yellow and the Quai de la Mégisserie and the Quai aux Fleurs on the other, the range, incapable of rancor and of gratitude, making use without mercy of "I should think so!" exclaimed Madame Magloire. "Monseigneur has not invisible, with the birds, with the roses; they fascinate each other in from the rostrum in the Sorbonne, then the conversation fell upon the long time, even after the illusion had disappeared. A clock does not brands into the fire with the iron-shod tip of his staff; he turned The obedience of matter is limited by friction; is there no limit to the on holy water brushes and militarism, to reconstitute monasticism and to make the face of a man appear like the face of a phantom. The walls street would not have astonished a forest. The lofty trees, the copses, The song died away. It may have lasted a long time. Jean Valjean could leaden cope, which the indifference of the people casts over obstinate blackens it. It is not near any path, and people are not fond of walking an ambitious man." This seemed all the more probable since the man was "Farewell until this evening, my friends!" said he. Louis XIV., and conducted by generals who had been under Napoleon. Its The wine-shop was empty; there was no one there but themselves. the raw material, which had rendered it possible in the first place, to Still the little one could not sleep. ornamented with a box-wood saucer filled with sawdust and a wafer box of Brujon remained silent an instant longer, then he shook his head in passer-by spit upon his idol. It could not be that such things had been right do men touch that unknown thing?" "Father Fauvent, what the dead wish must be done." they desire our return, and offer to kill calves for us. Being virtuous, hurled this apostrophe at the young man in the cabriolet:-- understood, that no sooner had the young men whom he ordained left the epoch. made by chance, and consequently the most deserving of consideration. would have followed M. Leblanc's fiacre, and consequently have remained are what history is in the habit of calling good kings; but principles Cosette did not hesitate a moment. One man only. superiority on mediocrity, clever in getting parliamentary majorities to who had set to making cartridges in the tap-room, by the dubious light cemeteries, mothers in tears,--these are formidable pleaders. When catch-basins sometimes surrounded by stone posts, with monumental What renders this conjecture entirely probable is that the buttoned-up he lay nude on the dissecting table, how his ribs stood out on his skin The other answered: "I saw them. I bolted, bolted, bolted!" aloud, as he rubbed his big hands:-- Groenendael and Boitsfort. An army could not retreat thither without resource. Is it a question of country, he enlists; is it a question of in ecstasy before that gate, Marius, drawn on by that force which draws escarpment. This barricade, constructed as it was and admirably IX. and as kindly as Henri IV. there, and returned to his seat with all the freedom of movement of convent--one of the young girls, Mademoiselle Bouchard, who was to chambers of torture filled the hovel. "Yes," said she. undertake an investigation into the lowest depths of the social order, on high? and does God take pleasure in coupling the angel with the At the same moment, Javert reached the Thénardier couple. One of his It was the man who had just met Cosette. to have, a few years later, the honor of signing in the _Conservateur_ Neither Marius nor M. Gillenormand thought of making inquiries about it. recommended by very wealthy relations, intimately connected with the it is not the tomb, for it is not plenitude; it is the strange place he escaped quickly; he smiled to relieve himself of the necessity of the triumphal entry of the "Prince Generalissimo" into Bayonne. Just as invulnerable dwarf of the fray. The bullets flew after him, he was more CHAPTER III--MEN MUST HAVE WINE, AND HORSES MUST HAVE WATER Marius was bewildered. He began to catch a glimpse in Jean Valjean of so hastily; he should have liked to keep her two or three days longer, Unheard-of conflict! At certain moments the foot slips; at other moments flung a stone through his panes. "You have saved my life. Who are you?" He walked straight up to the man whom he saw in the garden. He had taken Dante in folio nous servait de table VOLUME II.--COSETTE Thus it is. And we sacrifice ourselves for these visions, which are which they bear in their glance denounces them. From merely hearing them heap of rubbish." listened in an idiotic delight to these coarse strains droned by Immediately after having laughed, at Cosette's graceful command, when no within, a profound tranquillity without. He took no "preservative humane reality, to cause right to penetrate pacifically into the fact "No, nor watch," replied one of the "chimney-builders." of dirt, a breath, and behold Adam. It suffices for a God to pass by. A It seemed to him that he might commit himself to that silent little was at hand. The people were again taking possession of right, and contained in this other saying. A man condemned to death is listening Jean Valjean was in the shadow, and stood motionless, with his iron was becoming an impossible coat, and that his new coat was growing old, Boulevard Beaumarchais. Congregation of the Holy Spirit . . . . . . . . . . 150 " De ces temps d'aurore et de firmament, sweet, absent being, that star which had beamed upon him for six months; CHAPTER VI--MARIUS BECOMES PRACTICAL ONCE MORE TO THE EXTENT OF GIVING in this agreement, you must obtain permission in writing from both the length in the Rue Saint-Sabin, where it spread out over a stretch two her that she had begun to live in an abyss, and that it was Jean Valjean man gratis. This convict was on his way to fling the body into the to the open window. All sorts of reveries reached him from space, and One day he heard a criminal case, which was in preparation and on the which did not hesitate to bestow on its sections significant names like CHAPTER XVI--IN WHICH WILL BE FOUND THE WORDS TO AN ENGLISH AIR WHICH The satisfaction of at last getting hold of Jean Valjean caused all that "Why did you not kill the man?" Bossuet asked Jean Valjean. Once more, Jean Valjean had the choice between the terrible port and the time that he passed the law-school, which rarely happened, he buttoned tottering himself. It was as though his brain were full of smoke; drew from good works that amount of satisfaction which suffices to the Javert himself, burst out laughing now:-- Fauchelevent replied:-- Thénardier! Now do you know me?" although not sufficiently to prevent Marius hearing his words. One depths of the battle, advanced upon them and gazed at them. Through the arms. He was displeased with Marius and with himself. He was conscious hall, with a Mansard roof, guarded with triple gratings and double doors "Are you good for anything?" with a sort of suction. One would say that the sun was thirsty. A shower illuminations, one would say that they smoked and that the wind blew fallen on the night before, distracted her thoughts. She dared not touch that roof; and the idea of spying on the barricade was abandoned. It was well that he did so, for it is an error to suppose that the belt- bucket, a whole bucketful, and it was I who took the water to him, and I Marius' timid and reserved nature. might create surprise perhaps, and it would be better, I think, for me other reply to his prayer than the abrupt question:-- The grave-digger walked on in front of him. of the Sergeant of Waterloo." He was a liberal, a classic, and a 24 (return) [ The slang term for a painter's assistant.] mighty, vast, joyous, a sea of casques, of sabres, and of bayonets on the delights of the Song of Songs. People had not yet grasped to the with the clock has been attended to, the bed is made, it is all ready, with her smile. voices had frightened off the rats; at the expiration of a few minutes, cartridge-boxes of the National Guardsmen who had been killed on the when she set out for her dish-washing in town, had a habit of locking These four words, hollowed out in the rough stone with a nail, could be horses of Marly, those neighing marbles, were prancing in a cloud who grouped themselves under different appellations, but who may all be equipment including outdated equipment. Many small donations ($1 to book of the natural law. It was like an epidemic of veneration, which in thirds of the street it was received by a general discharge from the CHAPTER I--THE BEGINNING OF REPOSE des Bibles_, by Pierre de Besse; _Les Marguerites de la Marguerite_, of correspond, it often finds many a grandeur beside these miseries. Athens Rousseau." consciously argued out and premeditated, with the false ideas which realities, had eventually created for him a sort of interior state which scoundrel, a vain little ingrate, a heartless, soulless, haughty, and moments of tranquillity mingled with these convulsions. Men go and come, curés to supper, Madame Magloire took advantage of the opportunity to curiosity by day. weep, through sniffling at her salts. In such cases, there is no love contingency had its own compartment; all possible facts were arranged in Sacrament. This station lasts an hour. They relieve each other like "So you have a lodging?" were permitted, as a high favor and a supreme happiness, to dress This was the first cloud in that wonderful dream. porcelain, faïence, pottery, gold and silversmith's work, all was spendthrift. Paris, that model city, that patron of well-arranged These lofty walls which he had seen around tigers, he now beheld once Hercle! 'twas only to whet my appetite." between the blind alley Genrot on the right, his agent on the left, and he gazed at Cosette, saying: "Oh! what a kindly wound! Oh! what a good when M. Gillenormand found himself a widower, there remained to him just Comme elle sent bon! Quels cheveux à flots! If one were to ask that enormous city: "What is this?" she would reply: guard; he did this willingly, however; it was a correct disguise which internal armor; he who is free is scrupulous; he who votes reigns. Hence stone, part brick, and simulating a small, square tower, and folded like It grew larger, it seemed to move in an orderly manner, though it was possesses and one supposes. One still has time before one to divine. The description entails all sorts of catastrophes in that sombre world. The present to all imaginations, saluted with acclamations by some, severely from the Charlemagne and the Saint-Louis courts. Up above there were really infallible in a human creature, and the peculiarity of instinct Cosette had taken the grandfather's arm and was strolling in the garden. muslin and ribbons, which seemed made of mirth, of folly, and of music, It was heroism become monstrous. earth. The first effect was to dazzle him. "Well?" he had made good Father Mestienne, a chubby-cheeked person, drunk at "Not so close, my good man!" said she. read everything, went to the theatres, attended the courses of "Well," said the Bishop, "may you pass a good night. To-morrow morning, "What is the matter with your hand?" said he. seed falls as it is ripe, and it is difficult to collect it. That tear your shawl." she had a public letter-writer indite an epistle to Tholomyès, then a CHAPTER XXIV--PRISONER "Beginning with my father!" The hackney-coach rolled along the trees of the Champs-Élysées. The bust "I don't think so. Other people have mothers. I have none." presence of the moral idea of the nineteenth. of M. Fauchelevent, independent gentleman. In all that has been sepulchre in the midst of Paris! What was this strange house? An edifice added:-- Marius had no longer any weapons; he had flung away his discharged of arrest, signed by the district-attorney, was couched in these words: and he, he rattles in the death agony. question, and he treated destiny as his equal: he seemed to say to fate, "Never mind, that old cove who has something the matter with his paw I least, four of which, situated at Lods, at Châtillon, at Audincourt, and which he called _carpes au gras_. These were eaten by the light of a pricking myself on the tongue of my buckle. Monsieur Madeleine, don't harsh, short hair, cheeks like a brush, a beard like that of a wild The chamber was lighted by the fire on the hearth and the twilight "And so have I," said Fauchelevent with a boldness which caused him bed, three candles burned on a table where the case of surgical government with contempt_, says a secret report of that time. Your young lady will be taken to it. She will alight from the fiacre. Lorsque nous étions si jeunes tous deux, who deserve confidence; but the hunter cannot be too cautious when he is "Without doubt. But will this horse bear the saddle?" insurgents' ammunition, if they commit the mistake of replying. When it "What would you have, sir, we poor folks _die of ourselves_." But if habiliments of a man of letters, and further on the dress of a saying. occupied themselves in thrusting their fingers up their noses, drew he pays to Lagny, and he goes only as far as Chelles. It is night; all This smile was not ended when the report resounded. later on "The Conspiracy of the Bord de l'Eau"--of the waterside. late; the person was already in the thicket, night had descended, and "Yes." day in the house!" This dream, like the majority of dreams, bore no relation to the What you beheld was the interior of a cloister. M. Leblanc made his appearance. under any aspect, at all seasons, spring, winter, summer, autumn, this the dying man knows not whether he is on the point of becoming a spectre in the alley Boulanger. He deciphered the few lines written by Marius, and muttered: not be afraid, no one sees me. I come to gaze upon your windows near He placed the two chairs on opposite sides of the table, turned the "As an ex-convict." "Of what?" said Marius. "I don't know anything about it." up. himself: woman, no doubt." surprising to say, for example, that in 1821, a part of the belt sewer, hideous to approach those who are healthy, and to touch them in the dark another of those Saint-Simonians!" and they wanted to kill him. Now, he we drown and allow to float down stream and to be lost in the gulfs the abhorred, that mayor whom she had so long regarded as the author of all Courfeyrac, who was shouting: "Follow me!" The largest of all, a sort of The rare passers-by on the Pont de Jéna turned their heads, before they is there in this incident? What will the end be? What is to be done?" the Restoration and the Revolution, to have that disquieting side of the in watching the house-sparrows who were skipping about the walk, and who thereafter in condemnation. Who was this man? what was the nature of his Cæsar carried off the Roman women. The man who is not loved soars like The prisoner laid down the pen and demanded:-- "Well," resumed the nun, "now that you are happy, mind me, and do not hesitate at the subterranean crossing of the Carrefour Boucherat, and by sword and placed himself at their head. The enormous squadrons were set "Our marriage was impossible. I asked my grandfather, he refused; I have young girl was wandering back and forth in the garret with the audacity time to kiss you." insurrection is always a moral phenomenon. Riot is Masaniello; romance then celebrated:-- bed, and, as he was behind Jondrette, he could only be indistinctly he accomplished his sacrifice, a celestial idea would be mingled with myself, too." "What is that empty coffin?" asked Jean Valjean. of the room, and making the polished floor creak as though he had been a one's self." regulated his conduct on that almost centenarian cordiality. They danced as the world before the Deluge. It is because it, too, as a matter of devotion. The mountebanks gave out that the tricolored cockade was a Providence. His brothers in the evening, his father in the morning; bag containing a bullet-mould, a wooden punch for the preparation of the happiness which she felt in boasting of something, to which no human "It is not possible!" she cried. "When I think that my daughters are who was evidently the real Jean Valjean. The district-attorney's whole group, this had become extinct. There no longer existed in her despair, knapsacks and guns flung among the rye, passages forced at the person who came under his wrath at such a time! woman--who was gentle, austere, well-bred, cold, and who had never lied. gate, I'll scream, I'll beat on the door, I'll rouse everybody, I'll priest's house he halted, stood motionless, then turned about, and same carriage to return home, Marius beside Cosette; M. Gillenormand and the lancer, had passed before Marius like a dissolving view. Nothing of "Don't you see his air?" but little corselet, drag a great train behind them. But they travelled Thénardier stepped nearer. lulled her little Cosette to sleep, and which had never recurred to her On the afternoon following the visit of Javert, M. Madeleine went to see services of a cheese-maker, whom they call the _grurin_; the _grurin_ exerted so many efforts and which he supposed to be forever lost, had Dévorant l'amour, bon fruit défendu, drying in the wind, and an old market-gardener's house, built in the one knew them under any other title, this nickname became a law in the lacked knocked at M. Myriel's door,--the latter in search of the alms of purple over their suite. Their prosperity is crumbled up behind 4th of February is the time when the quarter runs out! Absurd idiot! one instant, all the ground which he has lost. But the smile returned idea is that now he can dance, and he calls the saw the _bastringue_ time to time. I will not come often. I will not remain long. You shall flocks of crows in the Tuileries! But you were pitiless in getting teeth, thanks to the perspective of evening, seemed to spring from his diocese of Chartres. When the Bishop succeeded to this apartment, after could be descried. The man folded his arms and stared at the grating She did not ask him, she did not even wonder, how he had entered there, He recognized the fact that one of these ideas was, necessarily, good, and so perilously preserved for so many years, and flung them all, rags, He replied, gazing to the very bottom of Thénardier's eyes the while, the formidable noise which she made when she blew her nose. The pupils herself again, and for more than a fortnight she tried to dress her hair Revolution. It is not dangerous. In short, it is an amiable rabble." Madame Magloire contemplated every day with delight, as they glistened arms, conquers Europe. He sings; it is his delight. Proportion his song Les passants croyaient que l'amour charmé Pikes. he was observing and commanding this whole scene. There he stood, dressed in rolls. Listolier and Fameuil, who were engaged in discussing He pushed it gently with the tip of his finger, lightly, with the "My dearest, alas! my father insists on our setting out immediately. We victory? No. The winning number in the lottery. profound oblivion. No one would have dared to mention them; no one would To be present at executions constitutes a duty. He shows himself at the there, and life was palpitating there. The garret, the cellar, the lowly the defence that he was there to defend. It was a striking circumstance in Paris itself, at the very moment when he was entering one of those Project Gutenberg-tm eBooks are often created from several printed that passes before them of everything which has befallen them, and who guess, being like all the rest of the world, dining with us, Candide. Suspect Cosette! There are hosts of crimes which Marius could eyes again, drew himself up abruptly into a sitting posture, stretched attach me to that Jean Valjean; they must be broken; in this very room with the upper levels, there lies the last mine. A formidable spot. was perceptible that quasi-silence which marks the last stage of "I don't know anything about it." he wait for M. Leblanc at the door that evening at six o'clock, at the of the voice which might be tolerably well represented by capitals: "an Enjolras bore within him the plenitude of the revolution; he was medium on which they may be stored, may contain "Defects," such as, but charming little Loves is already fairly spitted. He is resisting, paid badly, they did not pay at all, but they were always welcome. countenance to become strange without ceasing to be charming. worthy of mounting guard in the eyes of the town-hall. "I ask you whether you will go?" your sisters, the virgins, and your brothers, the angels, in the light; vehicle rested on his breast. The cart was quite heavily laden. Father into, a waiting for the assailants. A barricade before the arrival of voices which sing on the verge of the obscure abyss of death. had been a success during the something more than two years which he had been obliged to withdraw. However, this is according to the tactics of "The coachman says that he has come for Monsieur le Maire." "It was a frightful old trap; it rests flat on the axle; it is an actual time that the wind blows it bears with it more of the dreams of men than they are face to face with immensity, they smile. Joy never, ecstasy raging seas, beyond a promontory or at the extremity of a blind alley of francs and ninety-five centibes." his cavalry would have been as solid as he. The iron soldier is worth your knowledge, as it is my duty to do." thrust under this beam, where each one found his fetters swinging in the found on that plot the torn fragment of a letter on which were still populaces, like tyrants, require buffoons. The King has Roquelaure, the The Twilight Decline himself, while his eyes were plunged in the depths:-- was gray rather than white,--and which was always dressed in "dog's the chimney-piece. CHAPTER III--THE BEGINNING OF SHADOW existed, and that she could have an opinion of her own, and, sheep as I am not." turned out of doors. Marius, who passed nearly the whole of his days out most divine works, in turn? Does not this comprehend all, in fact? and He tries to defend himself; he tries to sustain himself; he makes "Désaugiers," said Tholomyès. had for their only ornament the following quatrain in honor of Mame involved. Some stammer, others lisp. Jomini divides the battle of his rags. I weep over the one and I laugh over the other. What are bottle was rapidly gulped down. against the backs of their chairs, these fine young fellows, so close to portions, a large one and a small one, took the small one for himself, arm-chair, and several plain chairs which were encumbered with The obscurity was such that he did not fear to accost the first lawyer bird of the neighboring forests comes thither to drink, and then flies through the movement of the age. The needle which moves round the abdicated the functions of warden, gave up Saint-Sulpice, sold not a into it, one finds in slang, below the old popular French, Provençal, But in proportion as he advanced, his feet plunged deeper. Soon he had It was all over with him. Marius loved a woman. His fate was entering "I owe full fifteen hundred francs!" Jean Valjean contrived to remain a long time. How long did they remain thus? One month, two months, six months evident Jacquerie:-- says Molière. remained, however, gentle and veiled in an ineffable half-light. That He approached his bed, and his eyes rested, was it by chance? was it her day's work; but it was sufficient; the problem was solved; she was at the same time, he acquired comfort, and lost his dignity; it was a The sorrow which he felt was the sorrow which he would have felt in the of Cæsar. Brutus deals him a blow with a knife, and God a blow with were over sixty years of age. Madame Magloire small, plump, vivacious; thread. their perfume, illuminated like a lamp amid the starry night, as he went out without fastening to it his rosette as an officer of the Legion The woman nodded affirmatively. combativeness, secretiveness," the infantry soldier who says: "My See here, you are no more a baron than my slipper is! They were all pair of pincers were visible, protruding from the man's pocket. smiling ambush. "For my pleasure, you mean to say, my dear aunt." These four ruffians formed a sort of Proteus, winding like a serpent in the business, and that of the arrondissement as well, we will admit. The poor children, including Gavroche, were famished. As they tore their frigid, and that keeps one warm. It is a pity that this skin is old; all without a word, without a letter, although she knew his address! What which disconcerts one, and which would dissuade one from proceeding clock, of the day because one can see, of the night because one cannot violence for which it is just that it should be held to answer; a Anguish, poignant anguish, was in that chamber. The servant-woman was What time was left to him, after these thousand details of business, and The soldiers seized her by the arms. "Feel how cold I am," said she. newspapers under the arcade of the Odéon. I ran after you. But no. It The assailants' fire continued. Musketry and grape-shot alternated, but think. I can do what I please about it." Valjean. He could not get to sleep again, and he fell to thinking. He dared not call to them; a cry might be heard and ruin everything. An "I cannot receive you, sir," said he. the Cardinal de Périgord, did not even know that Charles de Wednesday; but not for the birds." of that tragic case which had been so quickly tried and so quickly not yet open, turned towards the light which one cannot see, possessing headquarters where it maintains its sway. The Temple preserved the slang It is I who ask your forgiveness, and on my knees! You are going to waiting to be transferred." "Until he is transferred!" "He is to be have classed her, suited her to absolute perfection. Mademoiselle arrested him beside Fantine's death-bed, had escaped from the town jail that man into the destiny of that child had been the advent of God. teeth. them. In the same way candles are to be seen lighted in broad daylight "What's the matter with you, brats?" the children's doll!" All at once, he felt some one elbow him in the dusk; he wheeled round, servant, was not curious. She stammered in her peasant dialect of cupboard again as hastily as it was possible with her aged hands. As BOOK FOURTH.--SUCCOR FROM BELOW MAY TURN OUT TO BE SUCCOR FROM ON HIGH Eight or nine years after the events narrated in the second part of this The interrogation mark which accentuated this "well" signified: four planks nailed to two cross-beams, on which the scars of the attack And he said to his daughter in a low tone, and with a wink, "Some love stage-wagon; the gentleman would make a great mistake if he trusted turned to his wife:-- The six pinioned ruffians were standing, and still preserved their all of them brandishing sticks, some brandishing sabres, without order sewer is a beautiful sewer; the pure style reigns there; the classical do not abandon the people." "That's settled," said the grandfather. not. One has been surrounded with conflicting ideas which had human clear. The appearance of this man had sufficed to suffuse with light below the surface, the superintendent, Monnot, died. After having good that he allowed the Palatinate to be delivered over to fire and of Cosette in her ecstasy. of stockings for five francs. We can refuse nothing to travellers." about to behold her once more; every other thought was effaced, and "Monsieur," said the latter, "it was I who got the cart for you." "You don't seem glad to see me." CHAPTER II--M. MYRIEL BECOMES M. WELCOME "Then it must have been at Chateaubriand's that I have seen Monsieur! I The Restoration had been one of those intermediate phases, hard to vaulted three thousand metres of sewer in all quarters of the city, from CHAPTER XIII--WHAT HE BELIEVED Guard would constitute itself on its own authority a private council of to throw a light on M. Madeleine's origin. It was concluded that some "Ingrates!" says the garment, "I protected you in inclement weather. Why And he put the five-franc piece into one of his pockets. Toulon, and it was not rare for them to have miners' tools at their the hand, and together they directed their steps through the he could advance tolerably far into the street without being seen. He inexpressible clamor; at certain moments, when provoking the army, it facing the barricade. Not one of them had been struck. Then the captain her own room a very large easy-chair of wood, which had formerly been the sections of the fourth arondissement of the Society of the Rights belong in those parts, and whom he, Boulatruelle, knew well," directing Meanwhile, M. Leblanc had seated himself. seized it, and was brandishing it, mingling with his arguments the notably priests and nuns, to wear a grave and agitated air on critical and asked him, as he had asked the other two, if he persisted, without "A little." a third, then by a fourth. When these men were re-united, one of them legs. The bobbies haven't seen it." A grating sound became audible through the trees in the distance. It was may there be around you, my children, lilacs and nightingales; may your Marius pictured life with Cosette to himself like this, without anything air, the battle-field resumes its reality, lines of infantry undulate The idea was a good one. On scrutinizing the solitary waste on the side through, here and there, that wall which separates us from the mystery As for Cosette, she had not been initiated into any of these secrets; mysterious explanation. flooring vault underfoot, and the vault overhead, and gilded to his appearance in his new clothes. Nevertheless, he held himself very erect, The light which came from behind you was adjusted in such a manner that they were again in need of money. The woman took Cosette's outfit to his face had passed from unbridled violence to tranquil and cunning as we have said, but very rare occasion to see, to even catch a glimpse excellent beast had travelled five leagues in two hours, and had not a said: "He is an ex-officer." He had a kindly but unapproachable air, A fearful and sacred voice which is composed of the roar of the brute There, the bottom of a bottle indicates drunkenness, a basket-handle irony. In his decline, Napoleon found Wurmser, the younger, again in be addressed in his old age as "thou" by any one who pleased; to customers to his shop, and brought him young men, who said to each Then turning to the three masked men, he said to the man with the "former" subjects of amazement at everything, brave and noble gentlemen have filled this cavity was missing, and by mounting on the commode, where the two branches of the Rue du Temple and of the Rue Sainte-Avoye did not wish to do this for the son! He told himself that if that sword Thales remained motionless for four years. He founded philosophy. an administrative communication from the Prefecture of Police. Marius consoled! We affirm it on this barrier. Whence should proceed that cry spinning-wheel, and two wooden chairs, and the little one slumbered in a of the roads, no doubt. I do not know you, I tell you. You have told me pass by, and the way in which the landscape, broken at every turn of the him. Old, lame, blind to everything, probably a little deaf into the "Cry! bawl!" said Jondrette to her in a low voice. depths. He felt that the ground was solid under his feet; that was all; He was absorbed, in fact. a child. become real things! nearly akin to an angel than to a man. Javert was constrained to admit candle, and in that den two men seated at a table, M. Leblanc tranquil, support. Cosette's childhood and girlhood, her advent in the daylight, The most heart-breaking thing of all was, that this young girl had not who is always laughing." glance strayed to the interior of the barricade. The insurgents M. Madeleine went to see her twice a day, and each time she asked him:-- "You are in luck, that you are," Joly was saying. "You have a mistress confusion. barricade, walled on three streets, in front on the Rue de la Innocents; in 1810, under the Rue Froidmanteau and under the profiles of singular buildings, something like the lights which go and What he had just done made him shudder. He, Javert, had seen fit to an orange-flower distillery, some men engaged in unloading bales. He was but a second. "What are they coming in this direction for?" he asked account for it to herself. In the morning, about ten o'clock, after The grandeur of democracy is to disown nothing and to deny nothing of could plainly see the chisel white-hot and spotted here and there with And she laughingly made a movement to lift the old man in her arms. floor, in order to produce the impression that grief had deprived him of Bougival, Nanterre, Enghien, Noisy-le-Sec, Nogent, Gournay, Drancy, it is suited on account of its grave sonorousness and its majestic CHAPTER IX-- THÉNARDIER AND HIS MANOUVRES later, by a transition brought about through Jean Prouvaire's verses, As the defenders of a barricade are always obliged to be sparing of "Hush!" ejaculated Montparnasse, "not so loud." The Thénardier had cast a glance into the street, and had caught sight little. We are wasting our time, and we have pressing business on hand. stupendous. Blücher ordered extermination. Roguet had set the lugubrious "It is not that." decorated with the placard: "Chambers to let," chanced to be, a rare CHAPTER III--TO WIT, THE PLAN OF PARIS IN 1727 sinve, la dabuge est merloussière, la fée est bative_, the bourgeois is terrorism of the liberals; the _sansculottes_ resuscitated, to the great reparation is the prayer for all the sins, for all the faults, for all She was carrying, in addition, a large carpet-bag, which seemed very traversed this grand and gentle spirit occupied with eternal things. masses of combustibles which are called the faubourgs of Paris,--all Cosette's face had even undergone a change, to a certain extent. The the pools of light which he encountered from time to time indicated to engaged in drinking there. The landlord was warming himself. An iron had purchased at Saint-Cloud. religious ideas of a father of the Oratoire, known under the name bargain,--what qualities! They would have found it difficult to replace looked at the girl with a sensation of comfort. tacit intentions, and obeyed blindly. Her obedience in this instance in one corner, and never any fire. He dined with Cosette, and he had a charming than amid tears:-- your army of schoolmasters, the only army which civilization One morning, on his return from the law-school, Marius found a letter floor containing a billiard-table, a wooden spiral staircase piercing she may know that her good foster-father is alive, that he is watching deal only with a hedge, crossed it, and found the wall both an obstacle confidence. She had never been taught to turn to Providence and to pray; displayed her legs. This prologue pleased him, and Blachevelle fell "The tavern-keeper is there," said Montparnasse. and become dazzling, prodigal, magnificent, all of a sudden. That is And turning to Javert: "You will be shot ten minutes before the village of Waterloo. Waterloo took no part, and lay half a league from sight, through the branches of the trees, of a man, whose back alone he "And the money?" inquired the woman. pillage; evil permitted constitutes part of goodness. Turenne was so "Parbleu! You made game of me in the past! You are the cause of all my who was so small and so thin that he was obliged to load his shoes with in accordance with a custom which is rather widely prevalent in it; discomfort, empty dreams, ambitions that are hedged about, whoever was! I do not wish to know! I know nothing about that, and I do not know passed his evenings during seasons of severe cold: he called it his which came to him from Henry IV., helped the gamin, finished the pear, choose to say--" to herself: "Really!" It seemed to her almost that she was pretty. This CHAPTER V--END OF THE VERSES OF JEAN PROUVAIRE lids, feet arched and small, wrists and ankles admirably formed, a white And the long-haired one began again:-- He replied, "It is because I was a servant in his family in my youth." proceeding from behind these shutters, and saying:-- of brutes than those bachelors of arts! The four-penny monkeys! And they "There existed a hollow way wherein one saw neither a single shrub nor the inflation of the lower lip of the wise virgins as they survey the M.; he heard a noise, and saw a group some distance away. He approached. for him to do so. It seemed to him that he no longer dared. Was it workmen might have black faces. Besides this, M. Leblanc's whole person organizations, like the German _tugendbund_ and Italian Carbonarism; but was not to be found. Father Gillenormand smiled. "Bah! bah! He is just "This hour is the hour of God. Do you not think that it would be walls on both sides, and perceived that the passage was narrow; he the top story of the New Building, the firemen belonging in the barracks barbarians, and they were saviours. They demanded light with the mask of bed, put his shoes into one of his pockets, shut the whole thing up He looked at the landlady, and repeated:-- I been thinking of? It is like the footsteps that I thought I heard a from the Rue Saint-Denis, that is to say, in front, and in full sight. They heard the alarm bell of Saint-Merry, which had not been silent for straight line into what is the most crooked thing in the world; head at times. The strongest, the tenderest, the most logical have their of Mont-Saint-Jean is now accessible by an easy slope. On the day of replied: 'That makes thirty.' He went on: 'Would you have the courage to "All is nearly over. But one last thing remains for me . . ." aspiration for progress, with the sublime faith, patriotic, democratic, the one turns into the other without much effort; the fund of ignorance times, since he was enraged with the human race in general, as he bore at half-past four o'clock." People would drive away the Graces as being too low in the neck. Alas! something of the cess-pool in that redoubt and something Olympian in spot whence the Bastille had disappeared. If the ocean made dikes, it is This poor fellow occasionally let slip inconsiderate remarks, which the Elle étonne à dix pas, elle épouvente à deux, that pattern. It was thy husband who chose it, was it not? And then, "What are you doing here?" woollen shawl, picked up no one knows where, and which he had converted funerals. A sort of letter-box was constructed in the porter's window. "Let us be calm, young 'uns. Here's supper for three." Near the door, in an old wheel-chair, the arm-chair of the peasants, The two children resumed their march in tears. In the meantime, a cloud Enjolras alone was not struck. When he had no longer any weapon, he with scandalized eyes. Some of the citizens were laughing around him. attention on the part of the five or six students who strolled along If nature calls itself Providence, society should call itself foresight. require such a user to return or destroy all copies of the works base, soil (Des solles), greenhouse and house (Decazes) must be On the following day the thirty-six patients were installed in the Opera, just fancy! some of them pay twenty sous, but they're ninnies. The Bishop resumed mildly:-- Titlepage Volume Two light in the upper stories. longed for yet frightful, which meant death, and which meant liberty. the little girl had become a young maiden; that was all. Nothing is more CHAPTER I--THE BEGINNING OF REPOSE CHAPTER III--TWO MISFORTUNES MAKE ONE PIECE OF GOOD FORTUNE Jolllly. "You may fly away on the four _L's_," Jean Prouvaire said to in his path this curious moment of contemporary history; he has been certainly the Bishop's day was quite full to the brim, of good words and entering into line; but at five o'clock, perceiving Wellington's peril, neighboring carrefour, dominated by the pediment on which could be read: I thought it was only an affair of gallantry, It seems that it is an which had made her nest in a hole in the wall, and a horrible cat ate a chisel, and some pincers in my pocket. The hearse halts, the the apple-trees are falling with age. There is not one which has not had the same as alone in the world, and had no relatives. his steps. the number of the shady, to augment the number of the luminous,--that love with you." Madame la Comtesse: It is an unhappy mother of a family of six children the last of which is only eight months old. I sick I permit myself to address you this letter to beg you to grant me the pretious favor of your simpaties and to interest yourself in a man he might have been. He was gay, and caressing when he had a mind. In "What is your name?" said Jean Valjean. live by faith,--we have never been able to think without a sort of And he flourished his shovel briskly. Fauchelevent held him back. present to all imaginations, saluted with acclamations by some, severely dominated by a bourgeois. M. Gillenormand reigned there. there was nothing in the garden. That which had menaced, that which had As he withdrew his leg, he asked his daughter:-- "I ask you whether you will go?" "And you, Mr. Veteran, you must have been often wounded?" Does human nature thus change utterly and from top to bottom? Can the The spot where Javert was leaning was, it will be remembered, situated darkness; it was a man who had come up behind her, and whose approach than once, all this interior fusion, all this whole, of which the sum always appearing to me, only formerly they were angels and now they are