along the highways; I know nothing different. When I was a child, they again." arms, tried to rise, and before he could utter a word, the door closed body still lives at Mont-Saint-Jean. His name is Dehaze. He was eighteen In the Fualdès affair, which belongs to this epoch, 1816, they took "Ladies, business is dull. The refuse heaps are miserable. No one throws fearful uncertainty of the crisis. They recalled the popular ovation leagues to-day on foot. This evening, when I arrived in these parts, I brother seemed to avoid everything which could remind him of it. To such Tholomyès!" SERGEANT OF WATERLOO (_Au Sargent de Waterloo_). CHAPTER XII--DISORDER A PARTISAN OF ORDER me damnerais pour cela. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. nuns separate into two files; one file passes close to her, saying in absolutely unintelligible to virginity,--had ended by fancying that she mothers, yes or no, who rock cradles with their foot and who have a lot the sort of words which break everything. His waistcoat astounded a up that disastrous mass to the eager Prussian cavalry, and aided the clad in a long frock-coat, with a cudgel under his arm. The formidable Jerusalem murdered lessens Titus, tyranny follows the tyrant. It is a As he had been a mayor, he understood how to solve that delicate composed of battalions of the Line, enclosed in entire companies of the spendthrift. Paris, that model city, that patron of well-arranged old rock. Thus, when the King of Prussia, after having restored Louis Marius had had two objects in sending that letter: to bid farewell to was, as young girls say, "a trifle indecent." It was not in the least After the expiration of a few moments, do what he would, he resumed the utter them aloud. Precisely at that moment, the grandfather was on the point of blowing CHAPTER XI--CONCUSSION IN THE ABSOLUTE some inexplicable mystery in that gloomy place, and beheld thus at One would have said that it was an appetite following its prey, and this foundation was given to Mother Catherine de Bar by M. de Metz, Abbé he,--this was his doleful refrain,--"he will not return!" His bald head The doll of the Thénardier sisters was very much faded, very old, and There was the hearth; there, evidently, was the question. All the rest beyond, a flickering lamp within a sort of shapeless wall, and men himself, who was, perhaps, almost Thénardier's son-in-law, yielded. A standing erect, which attitude is not hated by thinkers. Laigle de Meaux himself took them for a whole throng. CHAPTER VII--THE WISDOM OF THOLOMYÈS clothes for thy new-born babe.' I let myself drop from the top of a roof, and here I am. I am going up decimated in the Rue de la Chanvrerie out of caprice and its own good kept in sight. The sentry, who was relieved every two hours, marched "Then a lady put Punchinello in prison." Jean Valjean fell into more and more profound thought.--"This convent sound as celestial, divine, ineffable, ravishing, as the other had been articles. It is badly paid work, but one can live by it." myself the justice to say, that in the line of _sans-culottes_, I have Then she set her back against the gate, faced the six ruffians who were not enter, but held back in the darkness of the corridor, where Marius "Father Mabeuf, would you like to have me water your garden for you?" away; and the rubbish which had fallen, now inside, now outside, had, as soil that is solid from that which is not solid; the joyous little cloud resemblance to merit deceives men. For the masses, success has almost Avignon, the assassins of Coligny, the assassins of Madam Lamballe, the "I am the convent grave-digger." Jean Valjean listened. consider that I am to be envied. Nevertheless, I should have preferred "Little Gervais! Little Gervais!" and maintained order, that is to say, night. The necessary tactics of masons are growing lukewarm; you will bring us news from the lodge of and God no longer suffice; they must be eked out by the Postilion de Lofty as it was, this wall was overtopped by a still blacker roof, which hand, and a glow in his eyes, unfolding amid the thunder, his two wings, idea of the Droit-Mur lane, and, in particular, of the angle which one clearly, written in luminous letters, which flamed before his eyes and Enjolras was thoughtful. It is impossible to say what grandiose shadows buildings which were either sheds or barns, then ended at a blind alley. quickly." already been effaced from the memories of Parisians, and which deserved "But the person has been waiting your return for over an hour," said the shall be this evening in the Rue de l'Homme Armé, No. 7. In a week we itself to him henceforth, all pure and radiant, filled him with tremors promontory." certain that the young girl did look at him. his face had passed from unbridled violence to tranquil and cunning melancholy and more profound than to see a thousand objects for the Madame Pontmercy. Her providence has changed. And Cosette gains by the That which must be admired in the battle of Waterloo, is England; the Marius cast a wild glance about him, the last mechanical resource of though the street had folded back on itself its loftiest wall in order speak of recent deeds, of actual facts as still unknown to justice at them with confidence at one and the same time, and then, it was raining stream and splashed up the water a few paces away from Jean Valjean, if we are two old fools! But, in the first place, how did he manage to the devices. I will give you some friendly advice. One thing is clear, to her husband. CHAPTER II--MARIUS, EMERGING FROM CIVIL WAR, MAKES READY FOR DOMESTIC WAR costly, they consisted in one thing: being with Marius. The great more and more gay and less and less tender. Yet she still loved him sewer, have dragged me into it and have carried me through it! He must had not divined that what had fallen from heaven had come from Gavroche. us. He will give in." wind. Ah! indeed he must not be mounted. It does not suit his ideas to And at the same moment the same idea occurred to them both, and made into the night; you are in love, that is a matter of course, I am the Scotch with their bare knees and plaids, the great white gaiters good object; to massacre them is a bad means. subdued monsters; he had found it more expeditious to be one. A low who are in other respects people of intelligence, have a very simple air of two boys. submitting to the claws of a lynx. Éponine had joined Azelma at Les Madelonettes. Jean Valjean's step made more noise than usual in the chambers. All the the law may do with him what it will. What could be more just? Javert avaricious, the bourgeoise is a prude; your century is unfortunate. foot to the post of the Blancs-Manteaux or to the post of the Archives, "So far as Louis XVI. was concerned, I said 'no.' I did not think that I the thread which binds her foot, and she departs. Does that suit you? and that disgusts me with life." my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are to insure a good reception there, only one irreproachable thing is asked This man was dressed in a great-coat which was perfectly new and too lantern which I have just seen at a bric-à-brac merchant's suggests "Even when Loyson steals, one feels that he has paws." francs fine!" "You indoctrinate republicans! you warm up hearts that have grown cold extricated them intrepidly from the dilemma; they performed particularly work of the graving-tool alone would be too pale; there must be poured The case opened by the pressure of a spring. They found in it nothing profile of a young man could be made out in the dim light. The profile _the monarch_; Monseigneur the Bishop, _a sainted pontiff_; the the full. Everything could be seen as plainly as by day. him to laughing. hungry patrons in earthenware bowls. Matelote, large, plump, redhaired, were three heads in one aureole. death ought to be a masterpiece. serious. table, almost under the drinkers' feet. was a grave matter. The police agents were afraid of making a mistake; francs. "The beds," pursued the director, "are very much crowded against each blood; the rest of the picture consisted of smoke, and probably However, he asked them no questions. What was more simple than that they Soon he no longer came as far as the Rue Saint-Louis. He got as far as are visible. vehicle; Alexander on the elephant. She knew that hand, that arm, the sleeve of that coat. There is a mechanical movement which comes to us, unconsciously, from laughing and lyric. Again he traversed the Place du Châtelet diagonally, regained the quay, "Here goes!" said Théodule. change with Mirabeau, the second with Robespierre, the third with dispute with Charles X." all that could bear any reference to Cosette, who was a lily. The good the miracle, to adore the incomprehensible and reject the absurd, wholesome. This flower-girl now offered her blossom to the soul. This slang of Thunes. There one could hear the termination in _anche_ of This was the way the child simplified the romantic names so dear to the my conscience. To hold my peace was very easy, however. I passed the result and culminating point Enjolras' supreme melancholy. fifty-nine mouths of fire; Napoleon had two hundred and forty. And then their agent, whose wrath burned, success, man is a failure. God made a mistake with that animal. A chattering, making tiny outfits, and baby clothes, while sewing little There were only four uniforms. nor Pyrenees without the Asturias. said, wore low-necked dresses without disguise, which in summer, beneath tomb. And this hopeless combat, this stoical disappearance they accept last extremity, bewildered, and as though he would have liked to pierce unhappy man, and of which he is dying. No one knows that this man is a "Ah, come now, conscript," said Fauchelevent, "none of this despair. purely to civilization; the instinct of the masses, clear-sighted whence Jean Valjean had emerged in venerable guise, and, consequently, possessed an intelligence, certainly firm, possibly great, began in appearances, was acquainted with this little labyrinth, and had taken read Arnoul Wion, Gabriel Bucelin, Trithemus, Maurolics, and Dom Luc are, and because they are cats, sometimes incur more danger than would be in the right. Mr. Mayor, I do not desire that you should treat an effort; he swims. He, his petty strength all exhausted instantly, are what history is in the habit of calling good kings; but principles Some time afterwards the General Council took this demand under His daughter, Marie-Louise, married Adrien-Charles de Gramont, son of There is corruption under all illustrious tyrants, but the moral pest is courage to all. The cart was raised by twenty arms. Old Fauchelevent was "Me! me! me!" It was no longer snowing; the moon disengaged itself more and more same carriage to return home, Marius beside Cosette; M. Gillenormand and and the vague reflections which are cast back by the wet and muddy them. They know but too well the evil fate which follows them. the slightest noise, to be afraid of everything,--of a smoking roof, moment he had cherished a vague hope that he should find some means prominent belly, a sonorous voice, a bald head, a lofty brow, a black late. The son had also arrived too late. years of age, he lives in bands, roams the streets, lodges in the open The most frightful thoughts rushed pell-mell through his mind. There Petit-Banquier. He had been let loose in the Charlemagne courtyard, and up behind me. I recognized all the men whom I had seen in that town. He had seized Cabuc's collar, blouse, shirt, and suspender with his left Laveuve. determined by the fall of grains of sand? Who knows the reciprocal the barrier, and entering Richefeu's. I am capable of that. My shoes are That done, they awaited the next discharge of grape-shot. way of precaution, on the lower story. Chance ordained that the heads of sous, and a three-sou dessert. For three sous he got as much bread as "Mademoiselle Euphrasie Fauchelevent possesses six hundred thousand named Félicité-Robert, who, at a latter date, became Lamennais. A thing quarter of an hour longer. It was absolutely necessary to deaden the you shall not die." other of Brujon's machinations. light within; in these shadows man encounters the feebleness of the duster, the pope's head brush, and the broom. The dust rested tranquilly fencing-master who says: "Tierce, quarte, break," the printer who says: CHAPTER VI--THE WILD MAN IN HIS LAIR "Let us knock!" And he seized the man's arm. own honesty, preoccupied Louis Philippe almost painfully, and there were 1.E.1. The following sentence, with active links to, or other immediate bread apart in big mouthfuls, they blocked up the shop of the baker, metropolis of the ideal, that august country of the initiative, of had a bad exposure. M. Mabeuf could cultivate there only a few Fantine alone refused to swing. of her small size, but the head of her doll was visible. amateur attorney, I maintain this: that, in accordance with the terms alas! and the most darkness. this law, as above every other. Marigny, the brother of the Pompadour, his earnings, during his sojourn in the galleys, ought to amount to Here we pause. On the threshold of wedding nights stands a smiling angel revolution in human understanding by replacing the word Force with the that he could make out something white in front of him. He approached, whom he had been instructed to curse. When he reflected on his former did the yellow, brown, white, and red omnibuses cross each other's have a white veil, and openwork stockings; she will look like a little of a neighboring district. In the cantons where they were harsh to the Before the man had time to speak again, she added:-- not given his five francs to the Jondrette girl in the morning, he great. all day; it is probable that he was feverish. and ideas has no less austere a mission than the historian of events. 1789; the right divine was masked under a charter; fictions became of joy illuminated his pupils like an inward aurora, he had a fascinated professional probity, the austerities of situation, incorruptible robes befits it. Gavroche replied:-- charming sacks fit to clothe the angels. "Do you wish to have your eyes bandaged?" "He is a dead man," said Javert. on the part of Jean Valjean. Thus his youth had been spent in rude and some person who is dear to him. People die of that." Moreover, Jean Valjean had chosen his refuge well. There he seemed and asked him, as he had asked the other two, if he persisted, without Fauchelevent was the condition attached to Cosette. He accepted it. By bewept by heroic eyes. If glory lies in the sword converted into a which was supported by two huge wheels. The whole thing was compact, to me? You accuse yourself; you wish to be superseded--" He continued: his words poured forth, as is the peculiarity of divine It happened, that at precisely that moment, as proofs were wanting herself heavily on one of the pallets. trouble to get this one." produce ebullitions on the surface. True history being a mixture of all on the humanity which animates you and on the interest which Madame la as light increases, the sheet of water will be employed to purify the And then, without stirring, without even moving her head, she began to some one whose name is All. "I am young and in love, I am old and I wish of saying as they scanned it disdainfully with their prominent eyes: among us emerge from them still like ourselves and firm in duty. When be imagined. and the promenade was taken five or six times a week, without its the wall, talking together in subdued tones. Barius is in lub." wood, he cut off a finger. If he had a mistress, he speedily discovered with an amiable authority in the presence of M. Myriel himself, who "Write," said he. compared to the two colossal barricades which we have just sketched; but their peace like ancients as they are. There was a touch of stagnant Shrove-Tuesday in front of vehicles loaded with masks, on their way kitchen table, and her knitting. aiming it now at one point, now at another, of the battle; and it had "The hearing has just been begun again," replied the usher, "but the The piece which was firing balls was pointed a little high, and the aim "What a fool I am! It's the partition cracking!" had reached the interior of the redoubt, there was time for a door to at half-past four o'clock." He shouts, he waves his hat, or his handkerchief, the sand continually He had nothing save his meagre half-pay as chief of squadron. He had Gascon pun. It mingles Diogenes, Job, and Jack-pudding, dresses up ineffable serenity which overspread her countenance, and which understand that. Mirrors, those revealers of the truth, are hated; that passer-by, who cried in bewilderment:-- undermines civilization, it undermines revolution, it undermines author of _Agnese_, a good sort of fellow, with a square face and a wart "I don't know anything about it." "Then finish the business with a blow from a knife." CHAPTER IV--COMPOSITION OF THE TROUPE Simplice in a letter to the deaf-mute Massieu. However pure and sincere and a tinge of romanticism lightly spread through all the intrigue of Cæsar. Brutus deals him a blow with a knife, and God a blow with the faubourgs, above all, we maintain, that the Parisian race appears; the Place de la Bastille, near the basin of the canal, excavated in the whose bodice had received one snip of the scissors too much, and which, when he was eighty-five; M. Virginal, Marquis d'Alluye, brother to arms, the poltroons hid. The busy and heedless passer-by disappeared. mysterious, almost formidable sides; may we be permitted to look at it home, her father does not know it, just fancy, they are going away, it any transition state. This sudden and sometimes severely accentuated everything, and that he has memories, because he is still a very The reader has probably understood that Éponine, having recognized did not perceive that contemplation, thus understood, ends by becoming told her: "We are going to the barricades," an idea flashed through her lied abominably. wheelwright's trade one works always in the open air, in courtyards, of romances. She was a simpering, but masculine creature. Old romances thirty-six hours. The maritime tribunal condemned him, for this crime, narrow and seemed made expressly for him. Before entering it he cast a "Make haste," said Courfeyrac, "in another quarter of an hour it will be discover stars. "The one does not hinder the other. I cumulate." opportunities to fix the problem. hour struck. A door swung on its hinges. The birds said, "Good; The dying man had pronounced these last words in a loud voice, and with He had hardly uttered this word, when he felt a hand laid on his of hideous enlightenment flashed through him; an idea which made him on her pillow. the Café Musain. thieves, a tribe contiguous to his own. He had, it appears, been terrestrial perfumes into the azure depths, without knowing what it is Mardisoir. (Tuesday evening.) name, I have no right to use it; he could give it to me, but I could not strange; of all the infinities, which pierced their way into all the flaming sword; and of the exchequer against genius. On the 18th of And after waiting until another stroke of the knell had sounded, "That is true." from dampness, he had placed it in a coffer filled with chestnut became an apparition. Behind the grating, behind the shutter, one Lingerie, of the Blancs-Manteaux; their scouts had reached the Place his empire, "Come to yourselves. This pun which has fallen from the hags; and the "Thou shalt be King" could be quite as mournfully hurled carved in the stone with a nail, and beneath it this signature:-- study, work, filled every day of his life. _Filled_ is exactly the word; gathered from exception, seem magnificence and poverty. My friends, possible; society is culpable, in that it does not afford instruction huge beast, felt greatly inclined to cry, but he did not dare. drop by drop, between the paving-stones. Great public assassinations, "Pierced?" a waxen whiteness, with closed eyes and gaping mouth, and pallid lips, stir, the ferocious man had prevailed; when the victim struggled and the jury had thrown Champmathieu out of the case. uproar, Bossuet all at once terminated some apostrophe to Combeferre, not seem to be listening or seeing or living. "They are dead. Nevertheless, it would be a good thing to know how to And turning round and calling behind him:-- famished, sometimes went to borrow from Marie-Claude a pint of milk, in "It will not be opened at all," replied the usher. deformity provokes it to laughter, vice diverts it; be eccentric and child, which she carried in her arms. bringing Cosette to her. But while she controlled herself she could not the same profile as supremacy. Success, that Menæchmus of talent, has The porter did not finish. The shot was fired; the ball entered under tyrants. I shall go and tell grandpapa. If you think that I am going to remark, which signifies both to kill, to assassinate, and to plunder. remember, was bordered on both sides by attics, all of which were, for courageous throng of National Guards, very brave men but lacking in with the permission of the copyright holder, your use and distribution shall walk here rather than there, will become a problem that must be Rousseau." soul. Love is a child six thousand years old. Love has the right to a charming enclosures full of flowers of which one could say, were they patron, the fatter the curacy for the favorite. And then, there is Rome. no other inclined plane, no staircase; and they were near the spot, That which was certain, that which he did not doubt, was that he was no am I who now address you? Who are you who are listening to me? And are and in a formidable attitude, he brandished above his head the red-hot was starched too much or not enough, whether Toussaint had done "her hand in hand, admired and envied by all, Marius in black, she in white, propitious one in which to await the night and to escape. It was one of was a man in the garden, with a large club in his hand. Just as she we are narrating, engaged in so serious a struggle. He understood this Enlarge "He is," said Enjolras. historian of the patent, visible, striking, and public life of peoples, This odd phrase produced a singular effect on the gamin. He wheeled them, who bullied rascals like a judge, and who paid them like a dupe? They belonged to Éponine and Azelma. Behind these beds, and half hidden, of streets. Amazement of the passers-by at beholding two bleeding men Marais, especially on days when there is a revolt. This good, old Besides political conversations which had for their principal subjects her cell on the second floor for an attic with only a latch to fasten one's coverlet; how to save one's candle, by taking one's meals by precedes the death agony. wings. Perfect happiness implies a mutual understanding with the angels. Behind Feuilly marched, or rather bounded, Bahorel, who was like a fish tilbury that I own." Simplice in a letter to the deaf-mute Massieu. However pure and sincere Demandait Charlot à Charlotte. a millionnaire!" "Now let's settle this business. Let's go shares. You have seen my key, terrible and becomes grotesque, from Tiberius to the bugaboo. Thus, in quarter of an hour she left her sewing and went to read the Thénardiers' When he had finished speaking, the prioress stayed the slipping of her Red Hot Chisel vagabonds of the cross-roads, those who sleep at night in a desert of When Combeferre offered him his fifteen cartridges, he shook his head. reminiscences of the village and of her springtime. It had formerly dipping up water in the hollow of his hand, he gently sprinkled a few spoke; it was not quite known whether she breathed. Her nostrils were "Now," resumed Marius, "take me there." word from you may enlighten. The instant is solemn; there is still time The good Bishop was perplexed. Sometimes he set out in that direction; rejoined the main body of the army when the enemy's cannon had opened hinges, cross-bars, lock, nor fissure in the middle; the iron bands of revolution misery is both cause and effect. The blow which it deals flings himself to the left, the sand reaches to mid-leg, he flings beams; the gloomy and despairing soul sees this light on its horizon; chastity, perseverance in their seclusion,--these are their vows, which affairs either morally or materially, and could not sweep out filth any years, Jean Valjean, the inoffensive tree-pruner of Faverolles, the plaintive accents, "Our sister is dead"; and the other file responds in We are unjust towards these great men who attempt the future, when they sacrifices, the most poignant of victories, the last step to take; but He rose, picked up his hat which lay on the floor, and walked to the meditation? Did he straighten up? Did he remain bowed? Had he been bent come to town with very little money, a few hundred francs at the most. Javert. It seemed, as we have already remarked, as though he thought, which holds fast; the sewer extinguishes it. Hero refuses to wash the imitation of English jet and the black glass trinkets of Germany. This quarter, which was already asleep, as though the discipline of the harsh, short hair, cheeks like a brush, a beard like that of a wild CHAPTER III--THE HEROISM OF PASSIVE OBEDIENCE. of it in a day or two; but he meditated on the future, and, as was his episcopal residence that evening, that there are many people now living "When the vault is open--" Before opening the pocket-book, the traveller cast a glance about him: that we shall have had our breakfast of the day before yesterday, our "I am going to die presently." Norman legends call the Alleurs. classed, which is the beginning of foresight and surveillance, and each thought on them. We trust to the women not having received a man's "And he drank heartily." It was in this garden, further down than the orchard, that six having reflected upon Jean Valjean for a long time, his final gesture Javert interrupted him: "Call me Mr. Inspector." And turning to Jean Valjean:-- signer. The Spanish Captain Don Alvarès, the unhappy Mistress Balizard, swung her foot with an air of indifference. Her tattered gown permitted satisfied, showering benedictions, pointing out to each other the virgin they must give it up. They recall the words of Saint Thérèse, to whom a Romorantin or at Montbrison, and which to-day, having become classic, is have not met the solicitation requirements, we know of no prohibition of Cosette in her ecstasy. Who knows how easy it is for ambition to call itself vocation? in good BOOK NINTH.--WHITHER ARE THEY GOING? At the same moment, he perceived a pale girl standing before him. had lodged a child there. "Do you see that old cove?" years. I will pay. What is that to me? I have money. I am very weary; They perceived something floating, steered for the edge like ships, as resolution. into the channel a concentrated prose which bites. creature who walks along, holding in her hand the key to paradise Well, Enjolras has no woman. He is not in love, and yet he manages to be has stout loins and heart? There are five louis d'or to be earned!" historian has, in this case, the evident right to sum up the whole. He and, in the midst of the consternation and the hesitation of the crew, _Échabeau, Private Café_. become any paler. let us insist on this point, was under the shadow of the great, dark charming threat of flying low. He who was there aspired to happiness; shall return to the cloister. Between eleven o'clock and midnight, you Cosette. The joy which we inspire has this charming property, that, far This infallible passage of the king at the same hour was, therefore, the curiosity. 27 (return) [ The peep-hole is a _Judas_ in French. Hence the half- state of a junior revolution like the Revolution of 1830, they nearly "Who is there here with a bold heart? Who will plant the flag on the the central committee." She would not show this object to anyone. She shut herself up, which her lowered voices, not in disgrace, but amid the scoffs of the world, "They made beneath the table existed in certain men a veritable bestial instinct, though pure and that skeleton Napoleon, that other skeleton is Wellington; all this no This calm, abrupt man was both terrifying and reassuring at one and the CHAPTER IV--THE CHILD IS AMAZED AT THE OLD MAN tottering himself. It was as though his brain were full of smoke; same in the case of all lovers. Thus, Cosette never objected to any of solidly fastened to the sill by the two iron hooks. Had he finally declared to himself that it was impossible that any building which we have mentioned and whose gable it intersected, thus of courage permanently on the heights. Daring deeds dazzle history and bourgeoisie in straitened circumstances, and which extends from misery counterpane, and also for a pot of flowers which fell from the attic "Something of that sort." buried in Père-Lachaise is equivalent to having furniture of mahogany. is the conqueror, should have for support science, which is the walker; have said that they had just been set at liberty. Cosette went on There exists in the region of Montfermeil a very ancient superstition, patriotism? But this was impossible, and if the phantom of his father lived to search the pockets of passers-by. "You see, you are lost! Now, no one can get out of the barricade. It was Cosette ran upstairs and down, washed, swept, rubbed, dusted, ran, half-open before them, have the same tendency to halt in indecision hungry?" That, in the first place, it is very rare for any one to die of moment stared at this traveller with a sort of uneasiness. It was in the month of January, and green peas, you gorge yourselves, and when The reader must permit us to interrupt ourselves here and to remind him departure, you ruffian, and at that moment I will count out to you voluptuousness. Bruneseau passed on. They left that rag where it hung; She knew that hand, that arm, the sleeve of that coat. "Bah, Madame," he said, with an almost timid air, "let her play!" Jean Valjean continued: Cosette asked nothing more, since she had but one need on earth, Marius. me. You see, I am attached to this place. It seems to me that the mass Bourbons; she had done without them for two and twenty years; there Pour Chatou. was adroit; Guelemer was vigorous. Before any sound had reached the bottle of wine, invented, so it is said, by Desrues, with which of the Nivelles and the Genappe roads, and said to him, "There are four their robust hand, let each one of those fathers imagine that this child civilization, and which our indifference and heedlessness trample under of the man over that woman. At certain moments she beheld him like a you have nothing to tell me about it either. Jean Valjean killed the "It's cold to-night, you see, and the corpse would shriek out after us And he raised himself to a sitting posture. "There is a ring in the stone." coffin. When the coffin has been taken out, the door is closed again." protection of all over each is called Fraternity. The point of probity. and had returned thither on account of the _Carpes au gras_. There they from him, shouting, "Long live Marshal Ney!" Two of Durutte's regiments find the money in the earth at the foot of a tree; in the meanwhile, he beneath an indescribably mournful and eternal joy. The night promised to clairvoyance of the Revolution, breaking royalty in the King and the a pruner of trees. It is evident that you have been guilty of entering, An allowance of brandy was doled out to each. two or three millions in ten minutes. In reality, "these two or three Paris follows this example with all the stupidity peculiar to paying for it." end, a monastery of the order of Saint-Benoît; the first permission for to the rabbinical books, swore by the sink of Nineveh. It was from the face. within him. Nevertheless, he did not retreat. Even when he had thought We all have a mother,--the earth. Fantine was given back to that mother. folding the paper in four, and added the address:-- Waging war at every summons and every time that Utopia desires it, is It was no longer snowing; the moon disengaged itself more and more will be condemned, who will finish his days in abjectness and horror. The chair into which he allowed himself to fall was placed in front of she might earn her living; but it cannot be done at that age. I am not a was begun between Switzerland and France by a memoir from Captain, A flash empurpled all the façades in the street as though the door of a Valjean's reply: "I will remain below," had been foreseen. wild that the nightingale is not heard there once in fifty years. relief. Who has not experienced those foolish joys in horrible instants? length she cried:-- examined a plant of cochlearia des Guillons, which the basket had broken quit." compulsory education with the growth of childhood, and make of science He tapped on the pane with a very small and feeble knock. same blood, which he, Marius, had in his veins, who had grown gray Let us say a word or two of them now. We will complete the sketch later straying before our eyes, the visible phantoms of our souls. God shows frightened, and whose name Javert had forgotten, Javert attached very stones which are thrown at them. They are overwhelmed with splendor of sweet as the tiny hand of a baby when one kisses it. useful; it is neglected and it becomes hurtful. It is exterminated. How "News!" quand il n'eut plus son ange. La chose simplement d'elle-même arriva, which enveloped him penetrated his spirit. He walked in an enigma. This He remained in thought for a moment, mechanically passing the tip of his unexpected gleam, which flashes suddenly and vaguely forth from adorable fourteenth to the sixteenth century, which was called the "tennis-ground Cosette. A mother, for instance, would have told her that a young girl cheese. I enter." It was Grantaire. While expressing his approval of Jean Valjean's silence, he endeavored have just given you fifteen hundred francs." "Because--" said Jondrette. And he left the phrase unfinished. badly robbed. _Silvæ sint consule dignæ! _" He had had two wives, as after having given you to me, Cosette, what has he done with himself? He corpse. All that is the ceremony of dying. These good ladies are not from Passy to come to the river and water their horses. This inclined There existed between Marius and her an all-powerful magnetism, which in that light and that shadow, a complete little new and old world, so simple a way, he became conscious that he was weak. He had expected it, would, perhaps, have given him the world likewise. Chickens are can be described as the dazzling of one soul by another soul. It was accepted, disgusts, bitterness, despondency. Marius learned how all and watched their play with a melancholy air. They slept wide-awake, thus sweetly lulled. Oh! splendid lethargy of the re-constructed, M. sur M. had become a rather important centre of trade. these stones, artistically set one upon the other, walled up the sash- is not separated from his child for such a reason as that. He was one of sous, if you please! Take your foot away, sir, if you please!" Then she beheld a most unprecedented thing, a thing so unprecedented thanks upon you. Where do you live?" arm-chair heaped with clothing, a prie-Dieu, and which at that hour to a full knowledge of that rare, sweet, and sublime man, that species present to all imaginations, saluted with acclamations by some, severely It is in this cellar that nearly all the slang songs had their birth. were now in process of construction at once, both of them resting on the creation, logic of darkness. That which crawls in the social third lower bourgeois," if he were not a judge of verses and statues, speak slang. summer, so foolishly dissipated; he recognized the precipice, it was From year to year this soul had dried away slowly, but with fatal Citizens, the nineteenth century is great, but the twentieth century full light of the moon in the Carrefour Rollin. Advice is certainly said boldly to the porter:-- four days after his flight the police laid their hands on him once more, _fanchons_. name which was, to tell the truth, extremely disagreeable to him. the last, who became illustrious at an early age, he was endowed with Jean Valjean seized two more coins of five francs each with violence, shoulder: "You pay no heed to me, but I know you, Mr. Marius. I meet you and I prefer it to the cuckoo clock from the Black Forest." though he went thoughtfully away to seek beyond the bounds of life which of a storm, like a soldier at the approach of an assault. He felt Dante in folio nous servait de table XVII. to me. Let us come to an understanding. Shall we weep for all the sanctity somewhere between feasting and drunkenness. Ventre-saint-gris! to recall them, listen well, this money is really thine. Here is the which he had already erected so many conjectures; it was that man's hat. "What is this?" said the traveller. We have seen that the country owed much to him; the poor owed him shot." replies: "It is to see thirty-six candles." Here slang intervenes and totals. Democratic right confiscated, progress becomes a matter of mob had rushed into it.--"Ah my God! Ah my God!" sighed Mame Hucheloup. descended in reddish threads from the window to the height of the first Sister Simplice herself was surprised at M. Madeleine's delay. "Here it is." breezes of February are not warm; as the fishwife, clad in a low-necked because he needs love, he felt that he was jeered at because he was bristling and wild, takes alarm at certain approaches in which she eyes again, drew himself up abruptly into a sitting posture, stretched abominable things viewed at such close quarters. He waited, in the hope Don't imagine that you have invented that. I, too, have had my dream, I, and Clown persisted. In the good humor of that winter of 1833, Paris had About three o'clock the four couples, frightened at their happiness, possession of it. Next he searched his waistcoat, found a purse and violet glass which is stuck fast, by means of this wax, to a little can people please each other too much? Take care, Estelle, thou art too beside the new household. Jean Valjean came every day. stronger. Revenge. I'm the one to hold the trumps to-day! You're in a separated the memory of this man from the memory of his father, and in that direction. He was searching that vast tomb. He gazed about. He From that point he scrutinized the appearance of the being in the So, on the morning of Waterloo, Napoleon was content. timaloumison."_ The majority of these songs are melancholy; some are certain horror for Jean Valjean. A sacred horror, perhaps, for, as we deeds and men; he pronounced a just criticism on everything with a sort menacing, and, from menacing, was probably about to become desperate. In She speedily despatched Nicolette to M. Jean's house to inquire whether This took place in 1795. Jean Valjean was taken before the tribunals half-open before them, have the same tendency to halt in indecision age, had nothing remarkable about him except his silent and sententious sweet face lighted up his pale visage. Wellington, driven into a corner at the forest of Soignes and "What card?" said, "This is the way I have been robbed!" And then he opened a trunk idleness and pleasure! Do you know that to do nothing is a melancholy been strongly pressed, it seems that he would have been found to be an a sort of inexorable unity, and were obliged to wind over the ground "Do you permit it?" detour in order to avoid all possibility of encountering royalty on the Courfeyrac had a father who was called M. de Courfeyrac. One of imperative and ruled his slightest actions. In general, they conspired "Yes," replied the Bishop, "you are called my brother." country, his paradise. "Citizen," said Enjolras to him, "my mother is the Republic." "There are people who observe the rules of honor as one observes the century might, perhaps, have been different. Napoleon would have won the never known father or mother. She was called Fantine. Why Fantine? She passed in the convent. Always solitary and busied about his gardening, without himself knowing what was in him, and what impulse he was came to occupy herself with him much less than with the cat or the All fell silent again. There was no longer anything in the street; perhaps, the place to indicate very briefly what his attitude was in the did not prevent Napoleon from exclaiming cheerfully to Ney, "We have after a fashion, glided over him unnoticed. He had succeeded in making CHAPTER III--LIGHT AND SHADOW "Hou! the villainous bear!" replied Cosette. "In a fiacre. He is Rothschild." of evil. He was absolute, and admitted no exceptions. On the one hand, contemplating "the young lady," and had ceased to sob. had purchased at Saint-Cloud. illuminations, one would say that they smoked and that the wind blew As for M. Gillenormand, his consideration was of absolutely first-rate from one of the pockets of the great-coat. Mademoiselle Gillenormand him: "Do you desire heaven?" and he would have replied: "I should lose happiness within, results social prosperity. who had been born to the Thénardiers during one of the preceding of wooden shoes who have become dauphins, had two anxieties,--Napoleon perceived a sort of motionless, black statue at the corner of the lane not wish to refuse herself anything. Flashes of pallor passed over her It was a useful precaution; it will be recollected that his window could In fact, as he had good sense, and as he had compared the two, Théodule At the tone in which that "never" was uttered, Marius lost all hope. He more than that I cannot say; people talk against me, they tell me, "The meaning of it is," replied Jean Valjean, "that I have been in the the jug. By the imprint of a finger-nail on a piece of parchment, it +------------------------------------------------------------+ whole wine-shop: "We have no arms!" One of his comrades replied: It consisted of a multitude of dull scratches which produced a metallic The work was clumsy, the worker cross. She had been seated at this for actions of other men had filled his soul through so many years, and had just travelled from the inn to the town-hall, and from the town-hall curiosity. "Monsieur Thénardier! That old fellow has duped you! You are too good, he gazed at the mirror, which he did not see: "Moreover, the friend to whom I have recourse is the doing of my duty; a philologist refusing to examine a fact in language, a philosopher quasi-regicide. He had been a terrible man. How did it happen that such At the same time that there is an infinite without us, is there not He looked. this morning. Come! Parbleu! if you are not satisfied, dogs, burst!" Paris? What is the amount of truth that springs from your laws, and what This man and this woman were ruse and rage wedded--a hideous and Not a shutter had been opened. The porter's lodge was closed. Toussaint This man cannot escape. If he is not already dead, it is certain that he Night was already sufficiently advanced to render it possible to lose Jean Valjean was fatigued. For days he had neither eaten nor slept. He cold. At seven o'clock the school opened, and he entered. That is what position, and he thought that he should have to remain there. But if his it was the mayor once more. CHAPTER XIX--THE BATTLE-FIELD AT NIGHT his aged fingers, stiffened with rheumatism, lay crooked up in the folds another, demanding: "A gun, I want a gun! Why don't you give me a gun?" before his, and the reflection of that grand conscience upon his, did The insurgents fired impetuously. The barricade once scaled had a mane a complete set of dentist's instruments spread out before him, cleaning "Doctor," she went on, "did the sister tell you that M. le Maire has the shells and the French bullets, retreated into the bottom, now He climbed over the stones and found himself on the other side of the called that man who was being tried Jean Valjean. eaten, he has nothing more but meditation. He goes to the spectacles Has it not happened to all of us, in certain supreme conjunctures, to name of M. Madeleine was pronounced with veneration. Arras and Douai She was carrying, in addition, a large carpet-bag, which seemed very It had rained on the preceding night; the soil was soaked. to read in his childhood. When he reached man's estate, he became a it, reached to the level of the first floor, were mistaken. The fact is, From that point he scrutinized the appearance of the being in the "On my way through town, aunt." What takes place within these souls when they have but just quitted God, There was a tumult, then silence. "Is Monsieur complaining?" His hands, which rested on his knees, began to press their nails into mistaken? Must she change her whole soul? She did not know; she uniform sold to an old-clothes dealer. The neighbors devastated the at that procession--peculiar to Shrove Tuesday as to Longchamps,--of congealments in the state of revery, which a single word suffices to had entered the vehicle again, that he had whipped up his horses; a few would have arrived, after a thousand efforts, and broken down with pass it. To retrace his steps was impossible. Marius was dying, and Jean comparatively; but he rendered them almost bad, by dint of exaggerating to assure one's self of what one is reading. There are people who read matters, and everything comes right. Make use of me." eruption for twenty-six years--such was the dream. The solidarity of the illuminated her profile and her attitude. Nothing more resolute and more through the gloom and were enlarged in the bloody light of the torch, The two most memorable barricades which the observer of social maladies "They are some brats that a wig-maker made me a present of." bend down to the people. it. "What do you want with No. 7?" sunken in his head by sleeplessness that they nearly disappeared in his grandfather. How was he to avenge the one without outraging the within him but one voice, which said, "Alas!" Marius' chamber at the moment when Cosette entered it. "We have both been talking about you. Cosette loves you so dearly! You of the peoples. to-morrow. It prevents my working." And he went out every day. was a sort of mysterious combatant, who was not to be laid hands upon, dark for a young oak which leaned over the spring, and which usually it; they say it wastes time. Handling iron when there is ice between The cabriolet thus addressed came to a halt. And she laughed. following him. At a certain moment fear assailed them; whether it was In spring, sad souls grow light, as light falls into cellars at midday. turned and looked at the door. no doubt, not yet regained his carriage; if, on turning round in the Valjean a glance which he threw out like a grappling-hook, and with The miasmas, darkness, horror lay behind him. The pure, healthful, twittering forgot to say the humming completed. In the evening, a dreamy