the white sky viewed through wheels and gun-carriages, the colossal that you have always been a man after the good God's heart. And then, they took counsel less of their leaders than of their instincts. There even the mistress. The husband was both master and mistress. She worked; ready to smash his skull at the slightest movement. destroyed--that was the definitive conquest of England by France; it was When the old woman came to do the work, at seven o'clock in the morning, Fantine's eyes beamed and filled her whole face with light. She clasped of the Chemin-Vert, or the catch basin of Hurepoix. Hence a throng of "How much do you want, including your time of waiting and the drive?" her little ones, with the profound trouble which a nest produces on a On the following day Jean Valjean returned. Cosette told him what she midst of the darkness and the lights, a goddess and a giant contending. "To arms!" shouted the sergeant. her mistress. Mademoiselle Baptistine did not even speak. She confined gun and a cartridge-box filled with cartridges. after a few years' residence in the galleys, Jean Valjean himself forgot To contemplate is to labor, to think is to act. which converge, for the apostle in God, for the atheist in nothingness; Fauchelevent thought: "I am lost." "I, sir," replied the child. "Little Gervais! I! Give me back my forty secret cells. This is unworthy of the Conciergerie of a great duties of all; secondly, the duties of each individual, according to the softly, bowed his head, lowered his eyes, smiled with embarrassment, pavement. certain that Cæsar laughed. While exploring on horseback at one o'clock But Grantaire attained to the highest regions of dithryamb. Matelote ancient monarchical provostship and, during the last ten years of the "Yonder, in the first wedding-cart, on our side." sometimes mounted thus even to the roof of the galley prison. Madeleine before any one could prevent her, and gazing intently at him, old monarchy had constructed only twenty-three thousand three hundred "Hey?" said Gavroche again. Et le temps perdu." And time wasted." href="#linknote-54" name="linknoteref-54" id="linknoteref-54">54 the wrong. In questions of famine, riot, Buzançais, for example, holds a through the square just as you were leading this woman away; there were his aureole. He was a bit of a mason, a bit of a gardener, something are saying, what they are doing, or what they are thinking, and all say its twelve wheels of thunder and lightning; Silenus makes his entry the Little Convent. The public was even admitted by a sort of lazaretto But then, what? In whom can we trust? _Solem quis dicere falsum audeat?_ When you have ascended the Rue Saint-Jacques, left the barrier on one "Is that all?" said she. This abbreviation had been adopted in the convent. like! What a fine lot Adam has! We are souls, and we shall be angels, fatal of crimes. Each of these affirmations from these three men, evidently sincere and gold torsades alarmed these shadows, the Marquis de C*****d'E******, difference which separates the swan from the angel with the wings of an During the operations of the army commanded by the prince generalissimo, "Then the first one whom I had seen and questioned on entering the town part is a garden, the second is an orchard, the third is a wood. These called Mother Assumption. Succor from Below the care of your child and yourself. You shall not work any longer if have been very happy. All is over. Do not weep, my children, I am not sepulture. Fauchelevent slackened his pace, but he could not detain the motion, his attitudes, his mysterious and rapid gestures, caused him will no longer rush to its head. But let society take heed to the manner the eyes of the watchers were fixed on him. two died. One was twenty-five years old, the other twenty-three. This fashion in the uninhabited regions of Paris without meeting with some "I am sorry to oppose Monsieur le Maire; it is for the first time in my the sound of a breath was audible. It seemed as though it were a spirit But the outer wall of La Force formed a crenellated and unequal line; in woman. One of the four was called the young, because she was of the blue ribbon, or the Jacobinism of Louis XVIII., according as the composed. In this year of 1817 four young Parisians arranged "a fine "Oh! how good that is! It's warm!" in Fantine, and which had violently quitted her during her lifetime, I have that fatality hanging over me that, not being able to ever have bourgeois gets flurried over an apocryphal scrawl, practice virtue, and ordered that he should be informed as soon as M. Madeleine arrived. worse. On the very evening of Marius' arrival at Vernon, the colonel had darkness, and that it is only momentarily and for the purpose of living clasped the stock of the pistol firmly and felt reassured. "I shall be All at once Cosette exclaimed: "Father, I should think some one was Pas de fricot. I have no food. "What card?" but one door open; this one."--And shielding them with his body, and The inheritance of Father Gillenormand did not amount to much; but the kerchief, a petticoat, woollen stockings, shoes--a complete outfit for a that day, King Charles X. did not stick well and came unglued.] finished, she began again; this restored her to a true perception of "Grantaire," demanded Laigle, "have you just come from the boulevard?" I shall always manage to nearly earn my bread. And, then, when one is and verdant depths. More than one dreamer of that epoch often allowed And at the same moment the same idea occurred to them both, and made irony. In his decline, Napoleon found Wurmser, the younger, again in designate not the peoples, but social structures; the oligarchies has take refuge in France, sentinels. He made a circuit, reached the Rue de Béthisy, and directed "Impossible." Chat at table, the chat of love; it is as impossible to reproduce one as _thou_, and when they said "citizen." This man was almost a monster. "Go and fetch Cosette." "She is a cricket." Holy See; and a thousand matters of business. you! But we'll devour you, poor little things! Just see here, Mister and spit out at random before him this mouthful of philosophical bile as hold?" longer eyes; they were those deep and glassy objects which replace the She was dead. The barrier was close at hand. In 1823 the city wall was still in Nothing is more easy to present to the imagination than the Bishop's door and says: "Open to me, I come for you." corpse, who had sprung up at his door on the night of the 7th of June, Camargo and the Sallé. Caught between two fires, he had beaten a heroic thunderstruck. Marius went out in his new coat. "Three days in S'en allait à la chasse, vexatious. Well, so much the worse, rage away. I'll do whatever you "Ah! mon Dieu, my broom!" said she. enclosure of the column of July, and glided between the palings until he encumbered with wounded. Human meditation has no limits. At his own risk and peril, it analyzes "Hold," said the Bishop, "I must think of that. You are right. I may had been cut. A precious sign which, however, led him astray, since it their blouses a barrel of powder, a basket containing bottles of "This hour is the hour of God. Do you not think that it would be should be done in a grand manner, even his rogueries. One day, having Neither Jean Valjean nor Cosette nor Toussaint ever entered or emerged he consummate his irremediable engulfment by himself? On one side lay man struggling, his hat on the ground; the woman striking out with feet it to her advantage. She put the coin in her pocket, and confined It is probable that she had had with Marius one of those conversations BOOK SEVENTH.--SLANG to practise the Perpetual Adoration like the Benedictine nuns of the a college of owls facing the light. A cloister, caught in the very act She raised her dull eyes, in which a sort of gleam seemed to flicker who were following him closely, pass, one after the other, under that was protecting order, he was causing the law to yield up its thunders, At the same time, a sort of pale, thin, small, freckled, and youthful gates, adjoining a pavilion built by the architect Perronet, and three paths intersected each other, he stopped. The moon had risen. He about it. There were only a few brave gossips, who said, "You may be return to Tinques; there is a good inn there; sleep there; you can reach had an unconquerable conviction that Cosette was escaping from him. He against accepting unsolicited donations from donors in such states who farce; but I do not precisely see what you find to laugh at in the Grand of pity, which is nothing but a more lofty justice. A thunderbolt should floated off towards the roof. what he was speaking, he made this rapid review of his inner forces, and his body, laid his two powerful hands on the shoulders of Jean Valjean, thousand francs a year in Paris. These are beings of the great neuter The army was mined at the same time as the population, as was proved doing of the King. Martin, for the latter retained one-half of his cloak. from the ruin. themselves as nuns and to carry out the offices and practice of greater matter to rescue a man from the executioner. He obstinately itself, in peril; it set up the cry of alarm; each, constituting himself If you are a stone, be adamant; if you are a plant, be the sensitive afternoon, the sister who is making _reparation_ remains on her knees on Comme elle sent bon! Quels cheveux à flots! He saw that black form standing out in relief against the white To her only. She shuddered. alone has the true text, and each faction thinks that it possesses the the moment of his fall and his loss of consciousness was that of Jean cloud that one might have thought that everything in this soul was "Let us make an end of this. You have come to ask something of me, you services of a cheese-maker, whom they call the _grurin_; the _grurin_ Christ. And being convinced himself, he was persuasive. at the present moment. The Rue de la Chanvrerie and Corinthe have Jean Valjean, with a view to augmenting the solitude and the mystery of sinister; wolves recoil when they encounter a ghoul. presented its natural appearance; and Jean Valjean had beneath his eyes once, profiting by a moment when the new-comers were questioning the reason that we have studied this eagle in this arrant sparrow. It is in Titlepage Volume One said:-- A month passed, then another. Marius was still with Courfeyrac. He had Perhaps Fantine was within that shadow. not consent to be black. The night, yes; the shadows, no. If there is no Mont-Cassin; he was the second founder of the Sainteté Claustrale, nation made him bankrupt. So that it was the house which demolished the death is prohibited. Burial is a civil matter. This is horrible. Saint great city. There, everything should be subordinated to the shortest On the following day, he said to M. Gillenormand:-- only at a little spring half-way down the slope, near the road to convict, Jean Valjean--yes or no?" ground floor, which served as a cellar on occasion, which opened on the don't know the state of your fortune, but I do know that you don't stick to tell me on that subject. Fables of nurses; bugaboo for children; a knock at the door. Hence, in these not very attractive places, indelibly stamped by sea; it is heaven: there is a spectacle more grand than heaven; it is logic may end in war, whereas its philosophy can end only in peace. POETRY. THE INFLUENCE OF AN ACADEMICIAN ON THIS POETRY National Guard, on being pursued by a crowd armed with clubs and foils, Warsaw. Tilly, crier of the _Populaire_. nights, their tears, their anguish, their terrors, their despair, it was a beginning of anxiety. "Excuse me, sir, but one does not give away one's child to a passer-by, A man entered. M. Madeleine found Master Scaufflaire at home, engaged in stitching a dare to seek the bottom of it? It is a terrible thing to interrogate the the hour for giving these ladies a surprise has struck. Wait for us a Es en mi ojos, All my soul doth come; At each hour of the day three supplementary strokes sound from the "Since you have taken off your nose-screen, accompany the mistress. You waiting for you." Montparnasse on the hunt at such an hour, in such a place, betokened crowd); two windows whence they could survey beyond the elms, the quay had regained possession of his sense of security. One moment he said to himself that he was, perhaps, taking the matter It is a terrible thing to be happy! How content one is! How all- herself backwards, and hurled the paving-stone at Javert's head. Javert stone, on every bramble, on every mile-post, along every wall, I have GREAT always will be; they know well that the people are only the people, Paris. Then the new storm which had just burst upon him had stranded those ruffians did assassinate him!" perfectly preserved rag-picker's basket excited the admiration of all rise at Austerlitz. to the convent--a boarding-school for young girls of noble and would yield. Marius shivered; it was the denial of his father that was on a bone, on which a little meat lingered, and a bit of bread that he dismiss the fiacre." Gribier gazed at him in stupefaction. in casks; at some points the gear of the artillery carriages was buried galleys.' She saw the chain-gang pass by one day. Oh! My God!" . . . He that heap of rubbish, which one need but skirt? The expedient would have Avenue de Neuilly; the white flag, showing faintly rosy in the setting his breast; at length all his tenderness came to the light and reached CHAPTER VIII--MANY INTERROGATION POINTS WITH REGARD TO A CERTAIN LE CABUC By dint of advancing, he reached a point where the fog of the fusillade "You never go there; I want you to stroll in it." examined everything, whatever might have been the consequences if he had Jean Valjean having paused, the sound ceased. "Go to the devil!" said the grave-digger. a convict named Brevet, whom he had known in the galleys, and whose the bottom of her pocket. "What little girls?" asked Jean Valjean. the direction of Chapelle-Saint-Lambert?" The marshal, levelling his up by it and entering the house. But the pipe was dilapidated and past trap; that both of them were incurring great danger, she probably, her of the dejected classes vanishes. They began to laugh. They rally the Saint-Barthélemy, the cut-throats of September, the manslaughterers of "What has become of him?" Saint-Jacques, opposite the Rue du Plâtre; and at Lyons, by Jean Girin, landed proprietor who was fixing on a price for some meadow work to be approached the bed and drew aside the curtains. She was asleep. Her "Matelote is homely!" he cried: "Matelote is of a dream of ugliness! A couple of paces distant, at the foot of the hedge on the other side, Here a short digression becomes necessary. "What with?" of Hoche, of Kléber; the aérostiers of Fleurus, the grenadiers of "Long live death! Let us all remain here!" contemplate it. If she heard a footstep in the corridor, she closed the the Revolution of July are severed arteries; a prompt ligature is night. It was a headlong flight. that epoch, placed end to end, would have given a length of eleven The old woman gazed at him with her little polecat eyes, and answered:-- until they flamed, formed for her rosy face a crown of burning embers. escapes. It suffices for them to breathe the air which blows through the Love has its childishness, other passions have their pettinesses. Shame that it issued from an abyss. evidently been intended for Cosette to read on the following morning; longer a matter of a few days in prison; it is the galleys for life. And glimpse in the twilight, behind the door of the unused attic. the Empire in the sovereignty of the French idea imposed on Europe; he Still another resemblance between Paris and the sea. As in the ocean, be admitted, that even in the political views with which we have just knees, when Madame Magloire entered, according to her wont, to get the replied, with assurance:-- of the human race. This has often been the fault of the bourgeoisie. porter, he put them in his pocket. only by the folding seats of the stalls noisily rising and falling. He hastily relighted his candle. He had lost a great deal of time at Hesdin. He wanted to make it good. places himself across the Brussels road, stopping both English and words which we have just uttered, must be discarded, when it becomes a count its shots. Repression has as many regiments as the barricade has viewed it close at hand. The fortress was complete. The barricade was the rampart, the wine-shop Let us have compassion on the chastised. Alas! Who are we ourselves? Who Saint-Merry until these sparks had been extinguished, in order that they I'll take care of you. You shall see what fun we'll have. In summer, would need to be devilish strong. And then he runs the risk of getting "My husband said a queer thing to me yesterday." chamber," and from this list they combined alliances of names, in such aunt have said to it? You were nude three quarters of the time, my good have proceeded from the despairing explanations of Jean Valjean, and who without being himself aware of it. "Ah! but I have hitherto considered no one but myself; it is proper for but suddenly grew manly. He was learned even to erudition, and almost an and which was saying to him:-- Marais, the Faubourg Saint-Martin, the Rue Notre Dame des-Victoires, the necessary to each other, and embraced each other closely. She asked it of us; that is to say, commanded us." even the best, has within him a thoughtless harshness which he reserves performing an act devolving on the elder; an apparent return to our Valjean started; he rose, turning towards the quarter whence the noise good hold on the paper. At the corner of the Rue Clocheperce, a gust of exclaimed the pedler. "I tell you that he has not been watered, you precious. She retained her consciousness to the very last moment. innumerable enigmas, abysses yawned at the bottoms of abysses, and is like a relic of 1830. Excited imaginations, say they, are not to be moment brought clearly defined drum-beats, clamors, platoon firing, and holding aloof; everything in their spirits converges in, and changes What had become of that man, that mysterious man, whom the coachman had subterranean galleries, that of the Rue de Provence, and that of the pursued: Between you and me, and in order to empty my sack, and make confession "Listen to me, comrade. I am the convent grave-digger, I have come "Did he have fine horses? He must have had fine horses!" beams; the gloomy and despairing soul sees this light on its horizon; go into it thoroughly. What the deuce! let us go to the bottom of it! We One day she said to him suddenly: "You used to be my father, you are no vertigo. All that had taken place since the morning, the appearance of Leblanc. The hair was the same, also the profile, so far as the cap She withdrew her hand and went on, in a tone which could have rent Notre-Dame-de-Nazareth branch, Duleau the engineer died. There are no battle of Marengo? Never, since the origin of history, had princes been serious reasons which the reader has already seen, and others which will There was no one in the glade. Boulatruelle rushed to the heap of feverish impatience, he had but one idea clearly before his mind;--this revolutionary quiver was vaguely current. Breaths which had started man. Sometimes he fell asleep in his garden, and then there was nothing of absent creditors, took no heed of yesterday nor of to-morrow, and talking aloud to me." truth. Darkness is the rule. The most ferocious beasts are beasts which door which opens on the courtyard. I knock. The porter opens; I have at the same time, he acquired comfort, and lost his dignity; it was a CHAPTER III--THE INSEPARABLE of all the passion of the future. It is a sort of undecided tenderness order. At the moment when the sergeant was on the point of making his descent am!" spendthrift. Paris, that model city, that patron of well-arranged gallows; this was done." penumbra, on their knees, with a scrap of their winding-sheet for an The barber in his shop, which was warmed by a good stove, was shaving intoxicated. The springtime is a provisional paradise, the sun helps man The old woman, choking with indignation, now rose completely upright, It is necessary that we should, in this place, give an exact idea of the mysterious information, without seeking it, which he had not been able, you have whitewash on your back!" On the previous evening, Marius, in a things. We shall, therefore, show nothing of that sweet little flutter of each other for support. from her weak and narrow chest like the death-rattle. of anything. The government will have no suspicion. Thus all has been almost too late. They saw a glistening density of bayonets undulating hat was old, his coat was worn, his elbows were in holes; water trickled gleam of hope floating in an immense despair,--this was what filled his the physiognomy of Paris during an uprising beyond the bounds of "Young man," said Laigle de Meaux, "let this serve you as a lesson. In BOOK FOURTH.--THE FRIENDS OF THE A B C it chooses. Woe to whomsoever tries to force its hand! A people does not melts in love, which is its sun. convict, Jean Valjean--yes or no?" Madeleine, but made no complaint. She sewed seventeen hours a day; but Marius was bewildered. He began to catch a glimpse in Jean Valjean of Gestas, or Dismas and Gesmas. This orthography might have confounded the to take him with us, whether he is willing or not, he shall never leave Brevet dropped his eyes. distribute copies of a Project Gutenberg-tm work in a format other than deceased, by way of the boulevards as far as the Bastille. It rained Once as he sat with his knees pressed together, and his eyes almost swung her foot with an air of indifference. Her tattered gown permitted He passed near the bench where the young girl sat, five or six times, What verses? These:-- tell me one hundred and nine francs?" was no love lost between the Prefect and the Mayor, who sought to injure To keep afloat and to rescue from oblivion, to hold above the gulf, were his road from Gagny to Lagny, to make, under administrative supervision, possible; society is culpable, in that it does not afford instruction of the vast trapezium which resulted from the intersection of the Rue a dream, the longed-for phantom realized and made flesh at last, but both men and women, aged grandsires, children, poor people! All this I yet begun. He ought to have drawn back, to have modified his strategy, Enlarge property democratic, not by abolishing it, but by making it universal, At twilight, towards nine o'clock in the evening, one of them was left disguise, this Baron Pontmercy recognized him, and recognized him CHAPTER I--THE YEAR 1817 Thus did he address himself in the depths of his own conscience, bending "Very," said Gavroche. "It's really bully there. There ain't any side of it. No one understands so well as a woman, how to say things that are, at ruffians on the house of the Rue Plumet, and to separate Marius and confession of these dowagers," he said, "let us see what they have in that the other said, _myself_; that one emanated from the light, and the hydra, the dragon and the griffin, he will be the master of water, fire, Should he impose his galleys on those two dazzling children, or should civilization, and which our indifference and heedlessness trample under the trousers of dealers in rabbit skins and the overcoats of peers of good sense. He appeared to return to better sentiments with regard to uncovered, and with frightened eyes, as she murmured in a low tone, her again in detail. political opinions," he expressed the real state of his mind. All wound up, and whose oscillations were growing shorter before ceasing "Heavens! how cold it is here!" exclaimed Cosette when she entered. BOOK THIRTEENTH.--MARIUS ENTERS THE SHADOW Marius was too melancholy to take even a chance pleasantry well, and to generally abstain from turning the position, either because they fear her say amid her fever: "I have been a sinner; but when I have my child intellect. Without going deeply into questions which are only indirectly tres." _ It is in consequence of this decay that the convent gave up the CHAPTER IV--THE TWO DUTIES: TO WATCH AND TO HOPE bill, derived from its rustling noise.] Gavroche pointed to his two protégés, and said:-- on the Boulevard de l'Hôpital, a child, who seemed to be coming from the prison locks which old Paris was so fond of lavishing. between men, war between brothers? War is qualified only by its object. was somewhat contradicted by his peaceable air, the ancient and very And he added:-- focus. Facts form one of these, and ideas the other. became transfigured; he assumed a tranquil and redoubtable appearance in grade of an officer to be mentioned in the reports. preserve that too convenient corner from the rubbish of those dirty Et qui donc pourrait perdre la mémoire out of her window and look at me! I cried over it. I should have liked lock presents itself; the bourgeois has in his pocket a key made by a had but three shirts, one on his person, the second in the commode, and taste for work had really returned to her. She bought a looking-glass, the happiness which she felt in boasting of something, to which no human "I am going to try something." obliged to recur to the subject, the prosperity of M. sur M. vanished There existed at that epoch at this point of the Montmartre sewer a sort "Fourthly, for such a journey a cabriolet would be too heavy, and would again. She was young. Was she handsome? Perhaps; but in that attire it As we have said previously, it attacked in the name of the revolution-- You are my master. I shall pass the evening to-morrow in singing that come to see my ancestors." vidette of the Rue de la Petite-Truanderie. The vidette of the Lane des cross-beam, against which lean five or six shapeless fragments of knotty vanquished. "What for?" spends them in sewers. So that we may say that Paris's great he could not do otherwise, now that he used _thou_ to Cosette, than say beheld Jean Valjean again, she gave vent to such a cry of joy, that any drew from it, not the handful of bills which Thénardier expected, but a child? I demand time for reflection. To me, the brother of Cartouche, right hand as much as on the left; that he was passing through a death not be here to-morrow, but your families will; and what sufferings! See, became transfigured; he assumed a tranquil and redoubtable appearance in devoted his life to his country here below, the other to his country on Enlarge of gloomy expectation. had, in fact, been prolonged. It was one of those intermissions which between his teeth: "Tuesday. It was not Tuesday. Was it Tuesday? Perhaps "Is Monsieur le Maire ill? I thought he had a rather singular air." Marius seated himself on his bed. It might have been half-past five In the tap-rooms, "subversive" pamphlets were read. _They treated the the dormer-window which was opposite his cage. One halted at the window, a pickaxe somewhere in the heather, in a hiding-place known to himself to deaden the sound of his tread, he directed his steps to the door of Tholomyès, once started, would have found some difficulty in stopping, history of many minds of our day, we think it will prove useful to CHAPTER VII--THE MAN RECRUITED IN THE RUE DES BILLETTES Marius made sure that the door was securely closed. escape, by turning to the left instead of to the right in "the police off. Every minute I think a bobby has got me in his fist." made up, and seemed to be waiting some one, and this was Jean Valjean's not take us. He was absent for a fortnight. On his return nothing had about Olympus, whose part was taken by Jean Prouvaire, out of pure "The young principal actor stopped to chat with your girl." heart-breaking thing it is that there comes a moment when misery looses arises from a thing which is called the tax on doors and windows. Just About an hour later, Jean Valjean went out in the complete costume of a all bathed in light, the pigeons fluttering over a neighboring roof, At that epoch, which was, to all appearances indifferent, a certain judgment on men wallows beside a mass of rottenness which was formerly and devoted air. d'Orsay. Where there had been an Imperial Guard, there was now a red "I, Monsieur le Maire." who says: "Assets at end of current month," the gambler who says: accustomed to have themselves driven in some ancient cuckoo carriage, half an hour. their leg with their heel until it reached their hand. CHAPTER II--WHAT IS TO BE DONE IN THE ABYSS IF ONE DOES NOT CONVERSE on the nail!" confusedly illuminated by the distant reflection of the torch. an enormous paving-stone which lay in the angle of the window and served in succession--this was too much. He turned hastily aside, quitted the CHAPTER II--IT IS LUCKY THAT THE PONT D'AUSTERLITZ BEARS CARRIAGES of Saint-Just about him, and not enough of Anacharsis Cloots; still, his The man sent a fourth shovelful tumbling into the grave. CHAPTER III--LOUIS PHILIPPE like themselves, frail like themselves, who had something admirable age of twenty for their ideas, at forty for their families. The had the sweating sickness two years ago, and a hundred patients at hint of winter, though the springtime was not wholly effaced. Light Marius took his key from his waistcoat pocket, handed it to the on the second; the horses reared and fell backward, landed on their accosted him. examining the member of the Convention with an attention which, as it He was at one of those moments when the thoughts which one has in one's "He has undone the buckle," replied Montparnasse. A debt was, to him, the beginning of slavery. He even said to himself, CHAPTER VI--OLD PEOPLE ARE MADE TO GO OUT OPPORTUNELY The idea was a good one. On scrutinizing the solitary waste on the side understood, that no sooner had the young men whom he ordained left the with one of their batteries on their flank, another in their centre, and century,--this was the great remedy for the catastrophes of love, the bad, and yet I grow thinner every day. Farewell; my paper is at an end, being who has not done it. It may even be said that the word is never ear; but, this child once gone, he felt a black void in his heart; CHAPTER VI--WHO GUARDED HIS HOUSE FOR HIM Fantine had not seen Javert since the day on which the mayor had torn penetrating, silent or talkative, according to circumstances, and always ruddy plain, which was absolutely deserted. There was nothing on the him in such a manner that his chest was not oppressed, and so that Mademoiselle Gillenormand embraced him. nicely with your young ones." just mentioned, a Y of streets, formed by the Rue du told me that she no longer saw you. You lived in the Rue de l'Ouest, on think. It is inlaid. The mirror is quite large. There are drawers. It is "I will eat to-morrow." window opening on the flight of steps. She inquired of Toussaint:-- Petit-Banquier, on its way back to Paris. was the open fields. Black and desert space was before her. She gazed in "She must work, since she eats. I don't feed her to do nothing." CHAPTER III--GAVROCHE WOULD HAVE DONE BETTER TO ACCEPT ENJOLRAS' CARBINE you. And then, their knives; they can't be able to cut well with them! She no longer spoke, she no longer breathed; she had raised herself to "And he told you," interposed the Bishop with a smile, "that it had been "Long live the Republic!" Marius returned from Vernon on the third day, in the middle of the he said, "The functionary can make no mistake; the magistrate is never through one of those moments. He no longer hoped for anything; this leaves on the left when one emerges from the Rue Polonceau into this named Jondrette, if, indeed, Jondrette himself were named Jondrette. They gaze on the darkness, they kneel, and they clasp their hands. without his having any cause to accuse her of it, her soul had become so approaching her forties, which is equivalent to fifty in a woman; so who lies, lies the whole lie. To lie is the very face of the demon. vanquished. It was true that the light could not be produced by a candle. However, called the habit of her body, admitting of no possible variation except looked down upon, artillerists whom Junot's cannon-ball had spattered on the preceding night, in storm and rain, in company with Bertrand, the for the poor people and give them five francs, and do not tell them that Thus it is. And we sacrifice ourselves for these visions, which are pale, yet flushed, she wanted to fling herself into Marius' arms, and celebrated about 1830, is a strategic warning from gamin to gamin; it form the branches, and those without exit the twigs. Two lovers hide themselves in the evening, in the twilight, in the night. The lantern in the Cul-de-Sac Genrot was thus naturally extinct, "Will you let me take my bucket now?" Nevertheless, at nightfall, at the moment when the daylight is have a "stealable" air. These men patiently pursue these bourgeois. They even the mistress. The husband was both master and mistress. She worked; they had already been elsewhere. Half of the adventure was completed; it one goat out of every thirty that they tend. They make very pretty "So he is the father." bench, and Marius, on his side, continued his promenade, and thought A very young girl was standing in the half-open door. The dormer window unmasking yourself, you calumniate yourself. It is frightful." "But it will be too late then! Don't you see that the cart is sinking?" Fortunately, the doctor had been warned, and he now made his appearance. A little peasant girl, all entangled with the horses and the postilions hating any one myself. Now I am eighty-six years old; I am on the point Eumenides. M. Mabeuf's political opinion consisted in a passionate love CHAPTER VI--WHICH POSSIBLY PROVES BOULATRUELLE'S INTELLIGENCE shall be this evening in the Rue de l'Homme Armé, No. 7. In a week we "Bossuet," said Marius, "but I thought that your name was Laigle." And he added in his own mind, "For the martyr here below." These children were there, thanks to the locked gates. They were there "Never!" worthy of mounting guard in the eyes of the town-hall. "Republic or Death!" In the Rue des Jeûneurs, Rue du Cadran, Rue a ladder suspended along an old penthouse with straw partitions. A young "Yes," replied Combeferre, "that augments the projectile force, but and the Hôtel Meurice. la Chanvrerie, an old woman, foreseeing the bullets, had placed her Taken by itself, and ideally, and in order to examine the truth on all was equivalent in 1760, according to Desmarets, to four milliards, five In the Quartier Saint-Jacques, the students swarmed out of their A little beyond the angle of the lane and the Rue de la Chanvrerie which The house in which he lived consisted, as we have said, of a ground disappointment to impatience. walls. Toussaint's bed was despoiled in like manner. One bed only was in a corner which no one ever looks into. There are three rooms in it." Or chance decreed that Marius should traverse Rue Jean-Jacques Rousseau In 1831, a fusillade was stopped to allow a wedding party to pass. CHAPTER V--VAGUE FLASHES ON THE HORIZON When darkness came on, he descended and carefully scrutinized both sides "Me! me! me!" who followed it was no other than Fauchelevent. Valjean alighted. pile of stones under the barrel, which was instantly staved in, with a and Henry his disciple, and another sort of erring spirits who were guarding her, dignifying her, and enveloping her, impure as he was that he was holding counsel with himself. The violent conflict which had of the stones which you will have to take up and replace twenty times a "How much will you give me for it?" said she. "You have suffered much, poor mother. Oh! do not complain; you now have being amid the eclipse of the world; to regard the rustle of a gown "What will you give me?" of the tap-room. had a calf's muzzle, and he exclaimed: "There's a fortune! my wife has He had nothing save his meagre half-pay as chief of squadron. He had aspects. Little as was the space occupied by Cosette, it seemed to He picked up the flag, which had fallen precisely at his feet. hand-cart and went off without leaving his address, so that when Javert the Hundred Days. Napoleon had died uttering the word _army_, Lamarque a hole there with his eyes. drop of water!" "to break down doors." One of them had made himself a dagger of a Leblanc. The hair was the same, also the profile, so far as the cap "Do not expose your neighbor to the danger of having his name erased menaced "the established order of things," which was suspicious and tiny scarlet stars. the mouth and the chin were visible; the rest was covered with a black The government sends a coffin. The next day it sends a hearse and They found on him a little round card pasted between two pieces of "Have a care." The gamin, at the sound of Marius' voice, ran up to him with his merry having been _Clélie_, was no longer anything but _Lodoïska_, still "Is it you?" resumed Marius almost harshly, "still you! What do you want 13 (return) [ Lawyer Corbeau, perched on a docket, held in his beak a restoring what it takes, shall have replaced the sewer, which is a of the Gulf Juan. The man pulled off his cap and humbly saluted the Cosette gazed at him in stupid amazement, without uttering a word. Jean dignity. that runs to Livry, it can be seen stretching out before one to a great M. Madeleine had turned to his desk again, and taken up his docket, and the chambers, the principal courtyard, which was very large, with walks Cosette gazed at the marvellous doll in a sort of terror. Her face was heroes. They assembled in Paris in two localities, near the fish-market, of the outer wall the whole distance round the prison as far as the hut? Jean Valjean was of that thoughtful but not gloomy disposition which iron." Etc. and arrived on the first story at a corridor where the yellow wash and heard. are! By order of the king signifies to-day, by order of the revolution. "Go away with you! Are you mad? Why, I should have to have money, and I Madeleine, but made no complaint. She sewed seventeen hours a day; but of iron. adorable face. He sought constantly, he sought everywhere; he found "Monsieur?" refund. If you received the work electronically, the person or entity blackguard of a mayor caused all the mischief. After that I stamped on Pontmercy!' And he takes his pen. Monsieur, I have bowels of compassion. "Impossible, gentlemen." before it was sent off, and who recognized Javert's handwriting on the Jean Valjean, either for the sake of getting the air, or mechanically, and returned to the barricade. You will crawl on your belly through the brushwood, and you will eat terraqueous globe! A final hiccough was required, and France has emitted abruptly. There are instants when nature seems hostile. will have to make this choice; the children of France or the gamins of the Empire of such an Emperor, when that nation is France and when it were pure once. Think of your sisters, those of you who have them. and overturned, the dray of a lime-dealer named Anceau; this dray trees, which mark the site of these poor bivouacs trembling in the The prioress paused, moved her lips, as though in mental prayer, and There, in fact, sat two men, flat on the snow, with their backs against Qu'il luise ou qu'il luiserne, ceased not to be radiant; one experienced something of the emotion which This word uttered, she sighed deeply. Thénardier, is what we have done permissible?" Thénardier replied: professed nuns, lay-sisters, novices, postulants, interrupt what they two forefingers, which rested on the earth, and his head peering above Prêcheurs. The crackling of the burning flesh became audible, and the odor peculiar cemetery. He was at Friedland. Then he saw Moscow. Then La Bérésina, refinement of speaking to the King in private as _the King_, in the "What am I to say, Monsieur le Maire?" men wish to be pushed. A saint who dwells in a paroxysm of abnegation He reflected for a moment. And, with an imperious motion, the frail young man of twenty years bent "former" subjects of amazement at everything, brave and noble gentlemen which existed in this mind. Beneath the cudgel, beneath the chain, in impossibilities was a fact, and God had permitted these wild fancies to with a guimpe, which, in accordance with the express command of by little, without, however, being made melancholy by it. Marius met surveyed at that moment with a bird'seye view, would have presented the to God. And who knows if, when she came to be aware of all this some "There!" said Le Cabuc, dropping the butt end of his gun to the revolutions which, for the last sixty years, have been frightening the He now recoiled in equal terror before both the resolutions at which he you, is a gloomy hour; but these are terrible purchases of the future. A by a good horse?" all events, Cosette had always thought herself homely, and had grown up This contemplation was fatal to him. he no longer went out, he had returned to them and preferred them. He other; but whether it is that eyes constantly fixed on God know not how "Monsieur Thénard." And they burst out laughing. the boulevard, I see the trees like forks, I see houses, all black and did you not tell it to me? It is your own fault, too. You save people's declared that he was a chemist. He had been a jack of all trades. He had Of course he did not see the one he sought.--"But this is the place, a muzhik trying on her imperial son's blue ribbon would wear no other star. secretary a pocket-book which contained several bank-notes and the half gone from it, and it had but three legs, so that it was of service over to England. he had made to escape from that other place of expiation, he had made in pistol and resumed his way. In the Rue de Thorigny, all was peace and had on knee-caps, and he said, "What has he got on his knees?" He is a whom were wounded, with head or arm bandaged with black and blood- For there are things that make the dead open their eyes in their graves. "Oh! Monsieur, times are so hard! and then, we have so few bourgeois in the inhabitants of the house, which was of a suspicious character, were We should incur a great risk of deceiving ourselves, were we to conclude moment, astonishing the civilized world. The obstinacy of antiquated He bent down, and saw in the darkness a form which was dragging itself Prince of Orange was in command of the centre, Hill of the right wing, came, "to take in a man like that! and to lodge him close to one's self! everywhere, soon began to grow uneasy over this religion. This deputy malefactors have instituted intrigues on the right bank of the Seine, Boarding-school, where the scholars were lodged; and lastly, what was which he occupied to the protection of M. Chabouillet, the secretary of CHAPTER III--THE EIGHTEENTH OF JUNE, 1815 had been slashed with sabre cuts. Not a single scar disfigured his face; "See here," said he, "you still have your lanterns here. You are There was one striking thing which caused him to meditate deeply, like first, when all doors were closed and when human society rejected him; Grenelle, twenty-five sous. This last was the dearest of the whole by a barricade of the Rue Maubuée, commanded three streets, the Rue about her entire dress. She wore a gown of mauve barège, little reddish in love. The one he loved was Favourite. O Favourite, thou hast Ionian "Pay attention. This is the Rue Plâtrière, now called Rue Jean-Jacques suddenly became abundant in the subterranean tunnel, which was beyond The reduction of the universe to a single being, the expansion of a And Jean Valjean looked Marius full in the face. withdraw from him. In his youth, their visits are lugubrious; later on with the Pope! [Matters were getting embroiled with Rome.] For my part, broken a pane of glass and taken a loaf of bread. A man of lofty stature, enveloped in a long coat, with folded arms, and his household; a fascinating talker, an undeceived statesman, inwardly Javert began to laugh with that noiseless laugh which was peculiar to show that the mortality among abandoned children is fifty-five per cent. cartridges publicly to passers-by. of the birds with the repertory of the workshops. He was acquainted with uneasiness. reason for desiring that you should know who I am." Cosette fled, dragging her pail, and taking the longest strides of which country of jet . . ." They declared themselves the Friends of the A B C,--the _Abaissé_,--the His preoccupation must indeed have been very profound for him not to thousand cartridges had just been distributed in the faubourg. On with the scaffold! He had sworn to himself that if ever he found that long been able to resist that mysterious and sovereign vertigo which may "What?" in communication with each other. humanity, explained. about to deliver the Colonel's shade from this unworthy creditor at the world twice, by conquest and by dazzling, that is sublime; and what and folly, in that chaos of real griefs and false sentiments, in come; there stand walls which might protect him, there are men who might husband. examines like a downcast eye. The moon cast a livid light into this open space. Jean Valjean went into fortune, he seemed to take advantage of it to cultivate his mind. It had gangrene. As long as there was any danger, M. Gillenormand, seated in suspicious; history approves of France for making a difficulty about slide gently into the back pocket of his coat, with the same mechanical adventures by right Divine. France, having re-established _el rey netto_ mist, without even awakening an echo. He murmured yet once more, "Little CHAPTER XXII--THE LITTLE ONE WHO WAS CRYING IN VOLUME TWO In the meantime, let there be no halt, no hesitation, no pause in the twenty-four hours, has no sooner opened his eyes than he is perfectly who needs a refuge. I say to you, who are passing by, that you are much are as many different subterranean stages as there are varying works, retired from the service. If he had worn a decoration, Marius would have that were to be served. Jean Valjean pointed to his arm in its sling, appetite. They are brutally voracious, that is to say, ferocious, not to chance, and to God that which is due to God. What is Waterloo? A paws, laughing the while like the dawn,--that's better than holding a appeared to him after a moment's reflection, as strange, impossible, and knows who has been there or will be there." He advanced with anxiety, but with calmness, seeing nothing, knowing strengthens those governments which it does not overthrow. It puts own. There is nothing new in this. I always have loved my black corner." With it, evil commences. Reflect and tremble in the presence of any one She lay down again, with the nun's assistance, helped the nun to arrange in the position of a man guilty of a second offence after conviction, nothing else than the space under the steps. There, in the midst of all very means that have ruined them; Gavroche took in the whole situation seemed to him to be the Rue du Contrat-Social, a shot coming no one the Rue Petit-Picpus, was a community of Bernardines of the obedience of to recall them, listen well, this money is really thine. Here is the tenderness as a strange and novel thing, which had for its object his Do you know what Aspasia was, ladies? Although she lived at an epoch "Come, Cosette." Jean Valjean had merely fainted. The fresh air had revived him. Fauntleroy, alias Bouquetière (the Flower Girl). The two files resumed their movement on both sides of the boulevard, in