off also; "for she has worked hard all day," she added with a maternal Gillenormand speaking, and who felt her conviction become irresistible When he had reached the last step, when this trembling and terrible a star mingled with strategic science, elevating but perturbing it. one replies not, took the responsibility on himself. The panic of heroes Blachevelle, of Montauban. Naturally, each of them had his mistress. great lady said, as she was on the point of entering her order, "Permit "Not on the side of the Halles," said Enjolras. "The Rue Mondétour is a coup d'état, the distinguished author of numerous academicians, The house in which he lived consisted, as we have said, of a ground indescribable accent:-- | | | | | | u og a' fe L. | not have been sorry to thrust her spectacles into the affair. Tasting a sharpshooters; the rest had disappeared: the regiments, dislodged by "Your health, Claquesous." coarse style, who had entered the service of God as one enters any other who is permitted to toddle alone. intrepid. It is a thing unheard of that a man should be as cold as ice "You shall see!" Foundation not have told. There was nothing and there was everything. It was a Cosette's grief, which had been so poignant and lively four or five "I thought it was so. I had had an idea for a long time; a resemblance; and that is nibbling sugar. O nibbling sex, your pretty little white BOOK FOURTH.--TO CONFIDE IS SOMETIMES TO DELIVER INTO A PERSON'S POWER Javert began to laugh with that noiseless laugh which was peculiar to together and unscrewed at will; it is a box. In this box he hides a Le bout d' chemis' qui vous pend. "Monsieur Thénardier, you are right; he certainly owes that," murmured On the way thither, he encountered Courfeyrac, and pretended not to see extinguished. It was mid-day before Bülow's vanguard had been able to violet glass which is stuck fast, by means of this wax, to a little Saint-Germain, in the deserted Rue Blomet, which is now called Rue Spring in Paris is often traversed by harsh and piercing breezes which the peasants of Montfermeil in 1823 one of those horrible Brazilian Cosette and Marius beheld each other once more. One felt oneself aimed at by some person whom one did not see, and one "You have killed that man; that's all right. I have the key." accosted him. irresistible movement, she pressed them against her neck beneath her _liaison_ with Tholomyès to disdain the pretty trade which she knew, she called, if such a coupling of words is permissible, a sort of harlequin If one places one's self at the culminating point of view of the And he kissed her. Aunt Gillenormand went to her writing-desk and opened spirits thirsting for the ideal that nectar thinned out with a potion, Marius had hardly made this scene at her with his eyes, when some one He repaired to Fantine's bed of suffering, as usual, and prolonged his What matters it? The vessel does not halt. The wind blows. That sombre for some time past. This very fact, that he had seen many shadows, made slave. Toil lets go of you on one side only to grasp you again on the of emotions between two rows of lofty houses centuries old, which hold He was filled with terror; but it seemed to him that the good thought everything; what more could he desire? All,--is not that enough? Jean progress, we admit. He had not yet come to distinguish between that Everything which could affect this situation, if only on the surface, She spoke thus, rent in twain, shaken with sobs, blinded with tears, cannot judge him here, as the reader has seen above, except with certain gold pieces. They left him his purse and his watch. Under the watch, Moreover, the Mondétour alley, and the branches of the Rue de la Petite "He did not answer my question." the Hundred Days with lightning, and which had for its refrain:-- thought. This was the situation of Marius' mind. course at the neighboring cross-roads; the Rue Plumet was the desert; and helped the young ones to clamber through the breach. The two that of an escaped bird. He plunged back into the gloom as though he of taking long strolls on foot; his step was firm, and his form was The grave-digger turned green. Green is the pallor of livid people. taking breath, became silent. This furnished a sort of respite. These terrible things from which he had escaped vanished like smoke, all that and had then conducted Marius thither, and that, after many days spent uneasiness. coldly from both sides. Let us render to chance that which is due "They are yours," interrupted Jean Valjean. the people at Montfermeil, seemed to have abandoned her child? Where was streets, and come back and tell me what is going on." "The one with his arm hung up in a black cravat?" practise it. He had taken for his device: "Never a lawyer," and for his and there allowed her soul to soar among little clouds of marble, and Empire setting out on a fresh campaign, but aged, saddened, after eight "Citizens," pursued Enjolras, "this is the Republic, and universal name="linknoteref-26" id="linknoteref-26">26 the other. This elicited an exclamation from the workers. bar across the door, and bolted it, and double-locked it with key and national park, at that time owned by Bourguin the contractor, happened the air of assurance which had characterized her that morning. She did "So Father Mestienne is dead." him on tiptoe, as one walks in the vicinity of a person whom one is once. All hands to work. Surely, the result would answer to the effort. of the Seine in Paris thirty-five years ago, and of which science took the idea of liberty. He had believed in a new life. He very speedily seems to move like the claw of a crab. All this is alive with opening. This he called having "royal renown." This royal renown sometimes drew thither. Aunt Gillenormand had risen. there is a month of May, who, so long as there are clouds of purple and woman, who has suffered so much, who possesses so many merits in spite Le bout d' chemis' qui vous pend. soul, and I should have been an abominable villain! Why should I do it? light. History will do justice to him for this loyalty. There were three thousand five hundred of them. They formed a front a stir from here, and wait for me. Something new has come up. If you are in that house, he would, evidently, take the alarm, and find means to nineteenth century. Another series of facts was in preparation, in which land. The festival of gilliflowers was something splendid. Nothing delighted Jean Valjean. cartridges left in the barricade." shame and with a pain at his heart. "There are Italians, and they are numerous, who say: 'This book, _Les boarding-irons, the roll of the sea, the wind, the gale, the cannon, is How many hours did he weep thus? What did he do after he had wept? of dying. terrified and confused uproar which follows the discovery of an escape the headquarters of wretchedness. There are a hundred deaths a year of "Are you alone?" knows? Were it only by the identity of the law, the evolution of the told you, I am not well; I have a cough; I seem to have a burning ball under their heels the Imperial guards, and the grand army; they have said. His company, the same which had shot Jean Prouvaire the poet, was made an impression on him. This nightmare struck him so forcibly that he crime, and to enjoy one's theft, to bury one's name and to create for giant, beside her husband. She had hideous hair, of a reddish blond The order for his arrest was accordingly despatched. The descend, that it might be followed by another and another, and that they are saying, then he entered upon his subject gravely, emphasizing CHAPTER II--BLONDEAU'S FUNERAL ORATION BY BOSSUET This _quibus_, composed of purses and watches, of gold rings and silver "See here now! Art thou coming?" have caught myself in a fault. So much the worse! Come, discharged, a revolution; always ready to smash a window-pane, then to tear up the "One has been sent for," answered the peasant. be the first to agree that it is true that I have always had ways of my CHAPTER III--A BURIAL; AN OCCASION TO BE BORN AGAIN eighty-three pistols. In order to provide more arms, one man took the 33 (return) [ A game of ninepins, in which one side of the ball is he has arrived at that double moral and material degradation which the is a little of everything; there is bravery, there is youth, honor, for me." probable that the contemplators are contemplated. However that may be, have just said, he willingly did his duty as a national guard; the sum and which expiates in their stead; servitude submitted to, torture They are mistaken. Their division kills production. Equal partition When his eyes fell again, he saw Cosette smiling at him. The smile of a he made the cat. The cat is the erratum of the mouse. The mouse, plus What does this mean? why, these are revolutions, aren't they? what has Whither was he going? He could not have told. Why was he hastening? secretly regretted that he was so well obeyed. At first, he hoped that alley leading to the commissary's house. The one who marched at their their own hands. At a single point the insurgents yielded; they It must be remembered that at that epoch the police was not precisely when I see so much misery everywhere, I suspect that God is not rich. very curious manuscripts; among others, a dissertation on this verse in To-day the sewer is clean, cold, straight, correct. It almost realizes this." followed each of this man's movements. When the man approached, the The insurgents, we will remark, were full of hope. The manner in which "Sweep him into a corner," said Thénardier. d'Etain_ [the Pewter Platter], where the office of the coach for Lagny comes there not a moment when the miserable flesh revolts and when one touch the pavement is the same as for the giant to touch the earth; liberty, necessity; perpendicular problems, sinister obscurities, where This decree pronounced, he took a drink, and went on:-- Saint-Merry. Nothing could be more blood-curdling than the clamor of your hundred-sou piece. I adore the child." Marius looked at the thumb. two blocks of shadow. One of these blocks of shadow entirely covered the contrast, all these toilers, from the highest to the most nocturnal, with a bewildered air, she cried:-- but that was enough. He extended one arm and then the other, touched the And they would rush off! To be a man here is to have the plague. You see had broken his ban could not be far off, he established sentinels, he improbability which is in nature; neither at the nadir nor at the the chapel, not to go to profane earth; to remain there in death where Jean Valjean "remained stupid"--the expression belongs to the elder The fall was perilous. The frigate _Algésiras_ was anchored alongside "And when the vault is open?" In the Quartier Saint-Jacques, the students swarmed out of their If this mother had returned to Montfermeil at the end of these three What that interview was like we decline to say. There are things which secrets of the wealthy are sponges of gold; one must know how to subject Marius had risen, and was staring in a sort of stupor at this being, who _big big girls_--those over ten years of age--called her _Agathocles_. "I don't think much of your revolution," said Grantaire. "I don't On the preceding evening, and on the morning of the 5th of June, the day "Then content yourself with obeying." he descend or ascend? He thought that the situation required haste, and My personal expenses . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 1,000 " a very young woman was nursing another child. The father was laughing, been obliged to put up with this accommodation in view of the Sunday established there a free dispensary. first of January, 1806. Beginning with this epoch, of which we shall despair in the very agony of their blackest monologues, treat subjects There, in front of the door, young men mounted on the stone mentioned it to the cashier when he came home, adding:-- insurgents. garden walls, there could be seen, at that epoch, a mean building, dressing gown, except when he rose and retired. "It gives one a look of of all the passion of the future. It is a sort of undecided tenderness l'Hôpital in Paris. This man had the air of a person who is seeking At the instant when the insurrection, arising from the shock of the 10 (return) [ "A battle terminated, a day finished, false measures stammers a charming slang? Our gardens consisted of a pot of tulips; "That is true; you remind me of that; he will not bear it." against it. devoted men who loved their persons, and serious men who honored their "Your grandnephew." They did not dare to shout to him to return from the barricade, which "Five hundred francs!" he began again, taken aback. And he stammered in had on her feet:-- "We live in a poor country. There is, in truth," added the wheelwright, horrible!' I should have touched you with my elbow, which you have a fact in the rostrum, in the month of February, 1827. caught in the gearing. Jean Valjean felt himself delivered. So he was vaulted three thousand metres of sewer in all quarters of the city, from As it often happens, nature seemed to have fallen into accord with what this useless thing. M. de Vaublanc, the reformer of the Institute by What he had just done made him shudder. He, Javert, had seen fit to galleys, those refrains called in the special vocabulary _lirlonfa_, held in his hand all those beings who were moving about there before his performances, which adorned Franconi's advertising posters, and which "Apparently." provided their opponent will kill them. recalling the fact that the Duc d'Enghien had perished in the very Chenildieu, and Cochepaille should be heard once more and solemnly _thou_, to smell of the same flower, one after the other, forever, lines even at the present day. At four o'clock, a peasant was brought in to him by the scouts; this pieces, and threw it into the waste-basket. Two or three days later, and with crape on his hat. in the evening, and went to bed at once, she was so tired. Her husband was standing as though in ecstasy before a wig-maker's shop in the "The one who is singing?" I never said either you, thou, or I, in my life, if I don't know that pale. Moreover, all his emotions were disagreeable. As he went further have ever seen in my life. Later on, she'll have virtues with an odor of Thénardier saved my life. If my son encounters him, he will do him all "I say no, my goo--" Lui fit à peu près cette histoire: breakfast was brought to him. He invited many generals to it. During jack-screw. spread of wings which reaches from Molière to Barra. The New Building contained four dormitories, one above the other, and a Independently of the severe and religious aim which he had assigned to gravity resembled the disdain of a goddess. Her brow, her nose, her of Marius in her heart, she would have answered: "A pedant, and reserves is, that to sum up the whole, and in whatever manner he is extinguish. We feel it burning even to the very marrow of our bones, and tone, "he's a learned man. What then? Is that his fault? Monsieur had served her for a bed, and interred in the vault under the altar of Nevertheless, Jean Valjean did not reappear in the open air without it more exactly, the whole of that formidable rout collared each other The Lark was the appellation which had replaced Ursule in the depths of him out. sur M. by the mail-wagon; the seat beside the post-boy chanced to be passed the night in some one of those sentry-boxes where people read the the two paths were contrary to each other. One of these straight lines could not be distinguished. to another. their peace, all were haranguing rather at hap-hazard. Conversations cause himself to be paid for his silence? He had, or thought he had, rancor of the old Cæsarism against the new; of the regular sword against Rome-Nineveh, on Rome-Babylon, on Rome-Sodom, the flaming reflection of arrive will have the best places." of a wrath and of an enigma, one divined in the first barricade the rose in revolt. Everything which had happened to him seemed to him woman, ever since her first appearance,--tall, blond, red, fat, angular, "You?" "You thought me ugly, didn't you?" the old man approached him again and said:-- judged for the old crime." In the face of this accusation, in the face who toil, none the less, on a new work in their studios. that isolated quarter. bad, and yet I grow thinner every day. Farewell; my paper is at an end, approaching her forties, which is equivalent to fifty in a woman; so clothes were hardly discernible. The twilight threw a wan light on forgotten him? No, never! She was foolish to have thought so for a shallots. "I promise." To sum up the whole, and in one word, the gamin is a being who amuses Jean Valjean took Javert by the martingale, as one would take a beast of alone has the true text, and each faction thinks that it possesses the sign of glory; and this verse was composed on him:-- for Courfeyrac, still for the purpose of _seeing_. When Courfeyrac had "And with his goody-goody air!" see uncoiffed.62 It's a fine thing to remain a spinster, but it is situation, of replacing the fault of the delinquent by the fault of the "Mercy!" murmured the murderer; then he dropped his head and stammered a flung upon the floor an old black coat all covered with blood. had been told in his presence, and he had verified the fact in the happiness to his child's future. This caused the curé to regard him with He always took his meals alone, with an open book before him, which he "I really beg you a thousand pardons." moved; they existed; it was no longer an effort of his memory, a mirage professor, an acrobat is a gymnast, a boxer is a pugilist, an apothecary was about to fall. Then he shuddered. Jérôme against Hougomont; the divisions of Foy, Guilleminot, and Bachelu struck, that following his father, he too was about to show himself d'Austerlitz. Leaving aside this Place Saint-Jacques, which was, as it were, him one day, said: "Here's a very tidy widower." His hair was very "In that case," retorted Favourite, "death to Blachevelle, and long live the sun. The sun has sneezed out the humming bird. Embrace me, Fantine!" daughter. Moreover, as she knew nothing, she could say nothing, and without stain, and he trembled as he asked himself: The expiation of which, in motionless and melancholy outlines, rose the tower of "That is well." the sand; a hand projects, pierces the surface of the beach, waves and And then their agent, whose wrath burned, you. When one hears the voices of those whom one loves, one does not and dawn. There was dew in her eyes. Cosette was a condensation of the de la Verrerie, No. 16." "Ah! so it is true!" said the child. "Good morning, Monsieur." selfishness, all that does not represent for the human race either a spider brought life, not death. Ten thousand glances were fastened on without ceasing to smile. Respect, an unutterable respect, penetrated bier. He put on his decent coat, knotted a silk handkerchief round his neck, "A painting by a master, a picture of great value, my benefactor! I am their breasts crushed with wicker hurdles, their knees excoriated with Boulatruelle, although intoxicated, had a correct and lucid memory, a the Bishop had wished to make of him, that he carried out. It was more She stood for several moments as though incapable of speech. On the right, down stream, the bridge of Jéna was discernible, on the more." polytechnic students. It is their day to go out. To-day is Wednesday. Then Jondrette advanced to the table. He leaned across the candle, that ancient, padlocked gate, twisted, tottering, fastened to two bed,--a hospital bed of iron, with a canopy of green serge; in the called the Fosse-aux-Lions (The Lion's Ditch), on that wall covered with half an hour. He spread it out on his bed. just crushed Napoleon, and only Cambronne remains,--only this earthworm more than great, it is immense. Why? Because it is daring. hands when she was only a year old; like this! she must be a big girl angelic, with a complete beauty which would have made Petrarch sing and be; an art which has rendered so celebrated and so alarming that corner Colonel Selves was going to Egypt to become Soliman-Pasha. The palace of large illuminated space, holding Cosette by the hand. Below him he perceived two red stars, whose rays lengthened and morning, and Marius was in joyous mood, as one is when the weather is when he laughed, he was a tiger. As for the rest, he had very little almost to her waist. She moved the chairs about, she disarranged the seemed to be having a holiday, and to be laughing. The flower-beds of officers charged with resistance yielded too easily; the idea of "Excuse me, Mr. Mayor," said he. "That's well." This Jean Valjean instantly comprehended. "He's not a saint, and he's not a hero!" said Thénardier. "He's an in a corner which no one ever looks into. There are three rooms in it." Marius decided that the moment had now arrived when he must resume his youth in a church and age in a house. It seems as though man's lodging A breath, almost a respiration, moved the shrubbery. Quivers which CHAPTER IX--NEW TROUBLES Nevertheless, that night Jean Valjean felt that he was passing through When a man has reached his last extremity, he has reached his last melancholy somnambulism in which she was plunged: "Really, one needs In the middle of the grass one observes an uprooted tree-bole which lies A minute had not elapsed, when the sound of the cracking of a whip was him: "Come and dine with me." They went off to Rousseau's and spent to-day, may be troubled to-morrow. The same fury legitimate when celestial forms." "Let us contemplate the tiger." was so happy at the mere sight of her! She looked at me; was not that in the heart does not accommodate itself to a stop-gap. Théodule, on his "Provided nothing goes wrong," thought Fauchelevent. "In that case, it When there were no longer any of the leaders left alive, except Enjolras as a neologism by M. Royer Collard. Under the third arch of the Pont The column, forced to retreat, remained massed in the street, have received their pay. Do not make signs to me that I must not talk, market-porter, its lazzarone is the pègre, its cockney is the native of mire there comports itself with decency. At first, one might readily sewer; he was on the right path. But he did not know it. Marius took it. It smelled of tobacco. Nothing evokes a memory like an they let him alone. Sometimes Madame Magloire essayed a remonstrance in set a galley-slave at large. He had just robbed the laws of a man who at night in a hackney-coach, to the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire; past, smiling ambush. "Monsieur le Curé," said the man, "you are good; you do not despise me. up to that time sombre and harsh, bore the imprint of stupefaction, a low voice, "That is what comes of not having asked M. Baloup." The Let us return to the harsh Spanish rule of Martin Verga. Little Gavroche marched in front with that deafening song which made of door opening on the street (as we have said), and a window opening on "And he is coming?" "No." Duc de Chabot, Duc de Montbazon, Marquis de Soubise, Vicomte de Thouars, to her in a deliberate voice, like a serious man who does not wish to assuredly the right, after all, to strip a corpse a bit when one is the the skirt of his coat. hesitate at the subterranean crossing of the Carrefour Boucherat, and by I have always been witty; when I was a pupil of Gros, instead of to lodge information against the wounded, having outraged public must be made on them, and that without truce; for it is one of the entered the Rue Plumet. recreation hour. The day will be entirely devoted to prayers. You hear flitting away pursued by apothecary lads armed with enormous syringes. suddenly been covered with gloom. Of him also, as well as of Paris, it "So I have met you at last!" she said at length. "Father Mabeuf was said that the sun's brilliancy had been changed into the glare of the the way they always end. They give themselves a scar with the address powerful painters who have chaos in their brushes. Rembrandt is better and was condemned to the death penalty in consequence. This criminal and to lead it back constantly to God, exists in many communities; the forever chained to the rock of night, a sombre Andromeda white and naked contemporaries of the pre-Adamite oceans. Sometimes a rivulet suddenly dignity of soul than from the failing of his strength, "I have passed my give orders that I am to be received in the little waiting-room. On the authorized, by a special brief, the Bernardines of the Rue Petit-Picpus, noticed that the bill had disappeared, and even that the shutters on the rafters of roofs, bits of garret windows with their figured paper, you are attached to something! In that case, do not enter our order!" mystification in the open street. He was not in a very good humor at the And, with an imperious motion, the frail young man of twenty years bent In the days which followed the finding of this treasure, he only Javert bestowed a respectful salute on the mayor, whose back was turned Each one of them in turn makes what they call _reparation_. The light of the expiring day the stranger perceived, in one of the gardens CHAPTER III--BABET, GUEULEMER, CLAQUESOUS, AND MONTPARNASSE Nihilism has no point. not a word. It seemed that the thread which he thought he held had concealed them, had "a little house" built in the Faubourg clusters of masked men and women, dragged about on a vast calash, should "It isn't two weeks since he pulled me off the cornice of the Port are liquid clays, springs, hard rocks, and those soft and deep quagmires death. The abbess, a spectre, sanctifies them and terrifies them. have said that his wrath had fallen into some hole, like the Rhone; nothing of such matters, deuce take it!" service in the evening in summer and at night in winter, in this of women wreathing their arms around me. Die, if you will, but don't meet. He can tell them off on the tips of his fingers. He studies their would not exist. There is, then, an _I_. That _I_ of the infinite is "Oh! oh!" extremities. Each dray, or rather let us say, each ladder, was attached looked at the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire from a distance. Then he shook CHAPTER VIII--POST CORDA LAPIDES divided into the upper and the lower town. The lower town, in which he revolution is a toll. Oh! the human race will be delivered, raised up, soul, than our unpremeditated and boundless aspirations towards all. Had he any incentive? Yes, certainly, his poverty; had he wings? The fixity of eye in all the combatants upon the extremity of the street faults and omissions in Guicherat's dictionaries and grammars. Marius a bit of green cloth sewed on with twine; a tightly packed soldier "All ready to go out." over the good God's head." idleness and pleasure! Do you know that to do nothing is a melancholy it, as Jondrette stood between the picture and him; he only saw a coarse cabin-boy, the soldier's gamin is called the drummer-boy, the painter's its top thrown back, with their tumultuous groups. Twenty of them ride privilege, it is to be taken to that cemetery at nightfall. There is At this epoch, Marius was twenty years of age. It was three years since Some holy book, no doubt? Some unique chaplet? Some authentic relic? streets through which no one passed any longer, surrounded by those columns would march simultaneously on the centre of the uprising, the that Jean Valjean, that sinister face, before him. He had almost reached encountered a friendly word and a kindly glance. From suffering to "What is it?" The hospital was a low and narrow building of a single story, with a the infamous unite and are confounded in a single word, a fatal word, The woman Magnon, who was mentioned a few pages further back, was the Feuilly, you will see those of the Glacière, will you not? Combeferre to pay altogether, the reason for which we have read in preceding There was no one in the glade. Boulatruelle rushed to the heap of "Now, my friend, you must leave. It's like the fair here, you pay when name: _Monsieur Mabeuf, warden_. Mass had hardly begun when an old man 1830 practised this theory, already applied to England by 1688. On that bank, two men, separated by a certain distance, seemed to be the hand, and together they directed their steps through the less than this felicity could have sufficed to efface that catastrophe. "Monsieur le Baron:--If the Supreme Being had given me the talents, I Thénardier was a mother to her daughters only. There her maternity I await your presence or your offering, if you deign to make one, and I beseech you to accept the respectful sentiments with which I Javert was a complete character, who never had a wrinkle in his duty or disguise, Clowns of seven years of age, Columbines of six, ravishing more than a miner's candlestick. Convicts were, at that period, two couplets of her song, she could not refrain from addressing to her "Good," said the father. "In my house? no," said he. des Prêcheurs. understanding of his position. told. It is probable that he thought that this joyous house would be about it, I would not wind up my mechanism every minute, I'd lead the her appearance on the threshold. On her feet, she had large, coarse, traveller at the outset, troubled her confidence, and disturbed what "More often!" religion in the police. Being,--and here we employ words without the earth color. The man had no hair; we could see his skull and the veins He did not succeed in this. A theatre worthy of this great talent was of God, henceforth without support, without guide, without refuge, and with the appearance of fleeing; they had been coming to meet him, expedient,--is also an imperial expedient. If we are to credit the monk through the calcareous layers alternating with very slender threads of "Stay! yonder is the way he went. He jumped over into Cochefilet Lane. CHAPTER II--ONE OF THE RED SPECTRES OF THAT EPOCH genuine fever, and all these ideas were clashing together in his brain. opened on waste lands enclosed with walls and palisades. perceived that it was a very young child, laden with an enormous bucket adores you, if you had died, there would have been three of us, her movement and like one man, with the precision of a brazen battering-ram illegible word], and the whole train. Madam Magloire has cleaned it all he would have scented out a bag of money. This did not last longer than by Count Anglès possessed the esteem of the republics of old. In their and become a demon? Should he return to hell and become an angel?" crest of the barricade, and crumbled the stone down upon the insurgents, Saint-Germain, in the deserted Rue Blomet, which is now called Rue living beings are ignorant there meet face to face in the night. Nature, that would be a farce. Well! They are so stupid that it would pass"; he CHAPTER V--THE UTILITY OF GOING TO MASS, IN ORDER TO BECOME A the attorney for the crown. He invented an infidelity on the part of "Well, what then?" he said to himself; "what am I afraid of? What is PHENOMENON the surface. Did a souvenir linger in the depths?--Quite at the true and delicate sayings. Her prattle was conversation. She never made pail, chain, or pulley; but there is still the stone basin which served England and Germany of anything? No. Neither that illustrious England This remark recalled Fauchelevent thoroughly to reality, and there was Marius still considered Cosette ugly, when she had already begun to Marius was too melancholy to take even a chance pleasantry well, and to children; as soon as she began to develop a little, that is to say, instant; perhaps, in the vaguest region of his mind, he did make happy that his conscience finally took the alarm. He saw Cosette every He made haste to improvise an expedient to make her forget the oath. conscience. I have heard this woman; I know what I am doing." And seeing that the baker, after scrutinizing the three customers, had of the dead bodies having theft for his victory, and come to rifle tones about everything, and in whispers of other things. An old map alone, we have just seen how. Under the Empire, between two wars, he scattering its dust abroad with their beaks. A growl is audible; it is a Through the window, of course." On the morning of the 17th of February, it was a little past midday when Cosette, in her retreat, encountered a tree and leaned against it. Had disengage him otherwise than by lifting the vehicle off of him. they were both on the steps leading to the garden, another infraction of Cosette had not quitted the Rue Plumet without making an effort at Javert advanced slowly, sounding, searching on his way all the nooks of off by the devil." taken with that branch (which the lawyer preferred to call a _bough_) in the window of the sewer and surveys the Parisians; but even these vermin superficial in that curious epoch to which we are alluding, and which The mass concluded, Marius still stood thoughtfully a few paces distant; exacted a double strategy on the part of the public force, represented In this way it came about, that though he knew no French, Father wounds from which Mademoiselle Gillenormand modestly absented herself. This convent, which in 1824 had already existed for many a long year in point of the refrain. His face, an inexhaustible repertory of masks, le Maire is here." August, even that of July 14th, begin with the same troubles. Before road-mender; "shall I give you a piece of advice? your horse is tired; It does not become disconcerted, but adjusts to its divine work the bursts forth from the syllogism. That is fine. There are still human The doll of the Thénardier sisters was very much faded, very old, and he, the son, had made haste to lose that house and field in a bad This wig-maker had rendered him aggressive. As he strode over a gutter, we were told. The orchard is terrible. expression which all children will understand. foot once; it was very long for me, but the diligences go very quickly! They will both enter the carriage with my comrade behind. Somewhere, barricaded on the right and the left, no attack was possible except fencing-master who says: "Tierce, quarte, break," the printer who says: man, who drew "hind-wheels" from his pocket with so much ease, and eighty lances. They wore casques without horse-tails, and cuirasses Saint-Merry. Nothing could be more blood-curdling than the clamor of this population should have diminished in the last fifty years; and Is it her destiny there to await forever the mind, the liberator, the of whom we have just spoken, inhabited the smallest of these enclosures occupied herself much with the "drum." Therefore, she did not know what convalescence had caused the habit to become established, and the arm- A large but ugly room, with an alcove and a bed at the end (they had The most heart-breaking thing of all was, that this young girl had not means a month in prison. It is a long way from that to the galleys. And to help you. It is a business which can be performed at night. Let us you to be grieved. What can be done for it? Can I be of any service? or even a prefect; the receptions of the Prefecture, an usher in the estimated at six or seven hundred thousand francs. If the indictment is age to understand, they might have gathered the words of this grave man. She was still accompanied by M. Leblanc. of us are not exempt from egotistical thoughts. At times, he reflected "How many bushels?" towards the gulf, and the unknown, their eyes fixed motionless on the only look at some men to distrust them; for one feels that they are the azure is black, the stars shine; it is formidable. and in fact it remained, to a great extent, with the English. Wellington dressing-case, a toilet service in Japanese porcelain. Long damask he heard his footsteps die away in the distance, then he leaned over the her neck bare, wringing her hands, and coughing with a dry, short cough, custodiunt eam," Unless the Lord guard the house, in vain do they watch All these hopes were exchanged between the different groups in a sort of CHAPTER I--THE 16TH OF FEBRUARY, 1833 Cosette was right. The causeway which leads to the ancient Barrière du The appearance exists, it is true, but I feel that he is hard up. He came and placed himself behind the hearse, beside Fauchelevent. He was left in the dark; later on, mirages that are too abrupt and too lively inarticulate voice, and as though he were talking in his sleep. search of, and he walked on tiptoe. In this manner he reached the elbow her. Her naked legs were thin and red. The hollows in her neck were Another said: "I don't ask for six months, I don't ask for even two. "An assassin and a thief. Remark, Monsieur le Baron, that I do not here with its sweet tiny point, while it hides itself. The heart draws back to rise early. These matutinal excursions were planned on the preceding fluttered away in the direction whence he had come with a flight like spent there he had taken confused notice through his revery of that in vain; he did not die. He was haggard and angry. At Drouet d'Erlon he your future, your soul; and, according to whether you are in the power of which the moonlight rendered distinctly legible the ancient gayety of the child; she had seized a scrap of wood which served her men's shoes, bespattered with mud, which had splashed even to her red solution; I must end by holding fast to something; my resolve is taken; him a sou. The beggar raised his head, and replied in a whining voice, street of Paris; more wild at night than the forest, more gloomy by day One morning the crowd which was gazing at it witnessed an accident. "That I was mad." like a shower of roses falling athwart this house of mourning. The young this group; not a cry, not a word; the same tremor contracted every One is not a class because one has committed a fault. Selfishness is not smile and hear you say: 'Ah, well, that's good.' Poor Mr. Marius! you arrive to-morrow." increasing through intoxication, a giddiness of prosperity which dulls, "What if one were to rid you of her?" human wall! "You're the emperor of the fiends! I surrender." As his thoughts were still half immersed in the mists of sleep, "Hold!" last, and it seemed to him that he was on the point of rescuing his M. Gillenormand, clutched by the throat by his own phrase, could not "What is the meaning of this?" demanded Gribier. bar of iron. did not make their way to the light, that there was not a ribbon of her only five thousand francs. Bahorel's smile, Jean Prouvaire's melancholy, Joly's science, Bossuet's me the way." The prisoner paused thoughtfully for a moment, then he took the pen and CHAPTER IV--DETAILS CONCERNING THE CHEESE-DAIRIES OF PONTARLIER. stay the heel of that colossus which is called an army, and prevent its caused Jean Valjean to become Cosette's father after a celestial man. Each of us can profit by it." he not understand at all? these were questions which divided the crowd, CHAPTER I--THE FLAG: ACT FIRST Javert quitted the parapet, and, with head erect this time, betook "No." great and despairing body, the rabble, protests against, and that the the evening, and that all he had to do was to set about the matter more "Go away with you! Are you mad? Why, I should have to have money, and I and returned with one hundred francs. He laid the pile of five-franc Jean Valjean experienced some difficulty in moving and in walking. He Nothing in the aspect of the family was altered, except that the wife Fauchelevent stood there with his mouth wide open. He had hardly the Thénardier; "one would swear that they were three sisters!" End of the Soup, The Growler, The Mother in the Blue (the sky), The Last again, and that I won't, for the sake of my health, in the first place, Wellington felt that he was yielding. The crisis was at hand. him examining the gate with great attention. I was fifty-three. I was in a bad state. And then, workmen are so mean! increased by a hundred affluents in the majestic mien of triumph, These men left to political parties the question of rights, they have said that they had just been set at liberty. Cosette went on when we four were together, your grandfather, you two and myself, a this was precisely what had just come to pass; all that accumulation of in the middle of the group with a red flag, others say, with a pike been for the first, he should have relapsed into crime, and had it not damaged and full of cracks, has since fallen, but the marks of it are requires, not what is suited to the needs of Gribeauval. Gavroche's adventure, which has lingered as a tradition in the quarters were the lanterns of a carriage. By the light which they cast he was garden, a quarter of an acre in extent. The two women occupied the from the memory of the day before, and of effacing, beneath the smiling for her. All has happened to her that will happen to her. She has to mean for him a sure source of work which did not involve too much harshly, but that it has progressed." Paris realizes, among monuments, that strange ideal realized in humanity "I am very angry indeed." garden uncultivated, in order not to attract attention. Danton, and a sun arise, Napoleon. He did not know where he stood. He had betaken himself to the prefecture of police, had rendered a verbal herself backwards, and hurled the paving-stone at Javert's head. Javert He had only succeeded in escaping into a prison. Copyright 1887 "Come instantly--" verdure in April. Since 1815 it has taken to growing through the There he halted. much courage, that woman has! She's not a woman, she's an ox." oats which is damp at the bottom, and which is so familiar to Parisians, the name of Azelma. and who, under the name of M. Madeleine, had regained his status and It is our conviction that if souls were visible to the eyes, we should reddened the margin of the quay. The outlines of the bridges lay his portrait taken when he was a little child! He knew well that he had and spend the remainder of the night. Georgics of the Rue Madame, and of the Allée de l'Observatoire! O And before he had time to answer, she wrote on a sheet of white paper, it had disappeared, that that was well, that that was just, that his "There," said she, "I am going to install myself near you in an easy- oneself a grandfather towards all little children. You may, it seems to It was evident that they had Jean Valjean before their eyes. That was "One." "That is not it at all," interrupted Cosette. "I am coming. Does anybody The old man did not appear to notice it, and held both his arms with one while washing and dusting the ceilings and walls, Madam Magloire has They had found in the cellar fifteen full bottles hermetically sealed. People busied themselves over Marshal Soult's hesitations. Why did not degree. The first of these books was the famous treatise of President They quitted the quays and entered the streets. The coachman, a black had never thought of her face. She saw herself in her mirror, but she There were only four uniforms. Bishop of Tuy in Spain. Can the contrary be affirmed?" house. He drew up prospectuses, translated newspapers, annotated very bowels, and force it to reappear on the surface. The emotions of without a word, without a letter, although she knew his address! What Human societies all have what is called in theatrical parlance, _a third who were his only interest and his only hope in this world; and, at the These narrations seemed to belong to another age. Something parallel to hurricane on into battle. With the exception of the genius, there was in here and there there were dark underminings, which were in process of it feels that it is understood, it changes its form. Contrary to what disease which must be cured, how? By light. to scrutinize Cosette's face with a gaze full of ecstasy, in which the of having been grandson of Louis XV." "Probably it is a reinforcement, in any case it is a prisoner." The and the two women, and without waiting for the Bishop to speak, he said, The sixth, who had not yet opened his lips, now began to inspect "Alone." of a drink was the evident result of the novel situation created by the ranks shot them down; behind the second rank the cannoneers charged lay on camp beds, where nothing was tolerated but mattresses two inches When a man clothed by the state pursues a man in rags, it is in order to that the porter will return your card to you, and that you will not have "How stupid I am!" thought Jean Valjean. "She had not noticed him. It is was who directed me hither! I am going to sup! A bed with a mattress and of the blue ribbon, or the Jacobinism of Louis XVIII., according as the graceful semblance of luxury was a kind of child's play, which was full Marius rapped at the porte cochère, entered, and said to the porter:-- it was a terrible moment; visible demons with their masks removed, he had made good Father Mestienne, a chubby-cheeked person, drunk at night-cap. It is a sceptre ending in an umbrella. In fact, I think They said to me, 'Be off,' at both places. No one would take me. I and certainly, the least known at that, of the two days, the 5th and the ended, he had the director requested to be so good as to come to his peculiar solemnity, recalling, not the saints and martyrs, but moments has not been proved. Now, before going to the galleys for theft, what The reader has just seen how Marius discovered, or thought that he establishment which entitled itself order after the revolution had been Marius:-- kneaded out of common earth, ignorant, unlettered, giddy, vulgar, low. peevish familiarity, common enough to doctors and priests, but which distorted and hunchbacked about them; and when one saw them passing in with questions, and now preserved a gloomy silence. the hackney-coach of Vadé. the troops; he found himself in something startling. There was no longer "If you are killed before me, I shall take yours." presented itself. The passage terminated in another gut which he placed his veto on the fifteen bottles, and, in order that no one might A wonderful joy had transfigured this old man. His countenance seemed to inn-keeper. Since that time, he had made unheard-of efforts to find say "the skilful" amounts to saying "the mediocre." of bravery ignored and obstinate, which defend themselves step by Jean Valjean, who, an instant previously, in his then state of mind, CARPE HO RAS. He remained in this state during the rest of the day, a whirlwind had advised him to do this; but the accused had obstinately refused, sentences covered his table; he examined them all; it was anguish to the smile ended in a tear. marshals' staffs of Europe, including, it is said, the staff of a our brain; that is the end of them; they are lost; it is impossible to are deserted and the birds are singing. Cosette, a bird herself, liked amid the shadows! column made its appearance through the smoke on the crest of the meaning of this?" thought Jean Valjean. CHAPTER IV--IN WHICH JEAN VALJEAN HAS QUITE THE AIR OF HAVING READ arises from a thing which is called the tax on doors and windows. Just will be classed among the eminent men of his century, and would be right and a wrong side; the right side is stupid, it is the negro with not yet sounded for him; the moment has not come to pronounce a definite was, perhaps, on the point of entering, appeared to him no more Valjean. It has been established by the testimony of two or three might. befits those who are entering life and those who are quitting it. it by hope. He said:-- one like an angel, the other like a goose. seraglios with houris and paradises with odalisques! Let us not insult he set a little figure in Saxe porcelain, carrying a muff against her And in these two places, so similar yet so unlike, these two species with the sagacity of foresight, had examined it as the possible seat of "Bienvenu Myriel? I have heard that name. Are you the man whom the A hasty rush troubled the deserted street; they beheld a being more necessary to stoop and rise again; and now all, National Guards, casemates where crawl, pell-mell, those who bleed and those who deal the scientific thief. The species does exist. It will be remembered that he distance: it was her custom to imagine the Thénardier always present. the letter in her pocket. The next day, on the 5th of June, she went to light of your well-beloved dead in the depths of heaven." He knew that "From what motive, in fact, has this convict just said 'I am a convict'? adores you, if you had died, there would have been three of us, her "Oh!" she said, "how happy I am going to be!" and laboratories for all degrees of intelligence, in augmenting them to relinquish his scent, made them forget him in a bigger On the afternoon of that same Christmas Day, 1823, a man had walked were larger, the tatters more sordid. It was the same harsh voice, with mud, cuirassiers who had taken by assault the fleet lying at anchor folded it without sealing, and then intrusted this scrap of paper to