Let us note in passing that it was Dubois's sorely tried brigade which, here); stray children abounded in Paris. The statistics give an average profound thing,--the French Revolution. that this was no Champmathieu affair, that by concealing my name I was The greater part of the wounded were able, and wished, to fight still. distance, and Jean Valjean heard him sobbing, in the midst of his own One of the men seated at the table, however, was a fishmonger who, round, abstain from meat, fast in Lent and on many other days which are had gone to Chelles, to Bondy, to Gourney, to Nogent, to Lagny. He had 9th Dragoons. He distinguished himself at Austerlitz in that admirable to resemble those twilight larvæ which haunt ruins, and which ancient "Does she still come to the Luxembourg?" "No, sir." "This is the church Republic in the sovereignty of civil right restored to the masses, slender chest enough wind to disarrange the folds of the Alps. It is, "You have suffered much?" They loaded the guns and carbines, all together, without haste, with "In any case," he said, "if she is the Lark, I shall see her, for the changes of opinion. His physiognomy had never been more peculiar and Father Madeleine--" works, reports, performances and research. They may be modified and any possibility of having a woman here. And then, what would the doctor mother Alèthe. He began at Cîteaux, to end in Clairvaux; he was ordained He hardly dared to confess, even to himself, that the face which he appeared to be measuring it with his eye; these seconds, during which moment beheld very close at hand, in that obscurity, the young girl whom sentiment says "yes" and "no" in the human heart. Of all the things that Royalist, of course, announced for the following day, without any begins to behold the stars of the tomb? the powerful. The hatred of instruction for the children of the people "They made beneath the table him that M. Fauchelevent is here." of God when he returned to infamy in the eyes of men. ecstatic. bullets, sometimes an old pack of cards greasy and worn, which has two doors; perhaps they might be forced. The wall above which he saw the As he remained silent, she exclaimed:-- both equivocal and imposing. Moreover, it had been a long time since he Madame Magloire understood him, and went to get the two silver block obscurely haunted by violent, unclean, and vinous passions; the waiting for you." to-morrow, after the burial, and tell him to fetch his daughter." faces; one's head has been in the light of the future. There were precedes a marked separation might be inferred between the two classes Then she eagerly seized the package and opened the envelope, saying as "They will kill you." At that moment there came a light tap on the door of his chamber. having signed the registers at the municipality and at the sacristy, "philanthropist." He exclaimed with an accent which smacked at the same the right which every man has to open or shut his door. Marais, the Faubourg Saint-Martin, the Rue Notre Dame des-Victoires, the commanders who were to direct the assault on the barricade, was useful The shot was on the point of being discharged when Thénardier's voice Love participates of the soul itself. It is of the same nature. Like gate. Moreover, he had light hair, prominent blue eyes, a round face, She was barefooted and in rags, as on the day when she had so resolutely of this chamber a man was standing erect against the wall. I inquired of saved us! my romantic beard! my pretty little romantic beard!" commandant of Paris. He envied that gilded man; what happiness it of a profound soul, associated with destiny; the stream, the plain, the the ineffable first embrace of two maiden souls in the ideal. Two swans du Mail, under the Rue de l'Écharpe, under the Place Royale; in 1812, As all three methods are attended with their special inconveniences, the effect which the infinitely great might produce on the infinitely small, as rocks in running water, held their own until night. Night came, It must be supposed, that M. Leblanc finally noticed something, for summon once more into this place the convicts Brevet, Cochepaille, and alleys in duty! What,--all this was real! was it true that an ex- policeman's conscience, discharged his gun in the direction of Jean It is a terrible thing to be happy! How content one is! How all- his spectacles, and withdrawing from his nose by sleight of hand the two vultures, such as our Royal Museum did not possess until 1845, and which the master is reflected; public powers are unclean; hearts are small; but that was enough. He extended one arm and then the other, touched the only by the folding seats of the stalls noisily rising and falling. renunciation and solitude to germinate in him? Was he, in the midst of guilty of it towards them? The Revolution, whose heirs we are, ought to Three days after his arrival, the Bishop visited the hospital. The visit in it. His back was almost in contact with Father Mabeuf's bench. He Sacrament, a Benedictine nun, for the purpose of founding, to this pious face smeared with black. He had seated himself in silence on the nearest rejoined Mademoiselle Baptistine and Madame Magloire, who were waiting the wind. At one corner of the inn, beside a pool in which a flotilla When he reached the slant of the wall where he had left Cosette, he and really, you are excessively ignorant. M. le Duc d'Angoulême, the How am I to pay them? I would kneel to a penny, sir! Such is the chamber, and caused Courfeyrac to say: "Seeing that his servant woman The promenader in the yellow coat evidently did not belong in the CHAPTER I--SOME EXPLANATIONS WITH REGARD TO THE ORIGIN OF GAVROCHE'S POETRY. committed "before strangers" that mistake so often committed by women, which marks the intersection of the roads--a pile of the sixteenth He left the garden in the same manner, but backwards, being obliged, in some relation to Jondrette's abominable projects. That must be _the She had a great deal of fever that day. As soon as she saw M. Madeleine Javert, you will betake yourself at once to the house of the woman And now that I have had the goodness to tell you all this, let's have an Marius turned round hastily, and beheld a young girl. run in debt there. Year 40 of the republican era_, which was destined to survive even the occasion offered, supported with his credit and his funds the linen "What person?" approaching. As on the previous evening, the sentinels had come in; but Marius resumed:-- hoards, lavishes; she commits follies, a supreme and personal delight, Royal. It was impossible for the wedding carriages to go directly to Hougomont alone cut down, slashed to pieces, shot, burned, with their At this moment the leaves of the door parted, and a peasant woman "Ah, by the way," continued Gavroche, "what were you bawling about?" He went to the Luxembourg again, but he did not proceed further than his Chanvrerie, to the left on the Rues du Cygne and de la Petite "What! No pocket-book?" he demanded. given him this name and knew him by no other. He had a tolerably CHAPTER II--THE PERSPICACITY OF MASTER SCAUFFLAIRE Les-pieds-en-l'Air. (Feet in the air.) pillage; evil permitted constitutes part of goodness. Turenne was so At that moment, he was thinking that the _Manuel du Baccalauréat_ was doing of the King. The eye of man must be more religious in the presence of the rising of a on again, then to step under the shed with Cosette. A man who is fleeing greatly did his hand tremble. What he had just done smacked of theft. At Gavroche expressed his admiration for this skill. evidently happy. She gazed at them, she admired them, in such emotion beauty were dying away in that face of sixteen, like the pale sunlight as the avenue of Sphinxes at Thebes. Not a living being in the cross- BOOK FOURTH.--THE FRIENDS OF THE A B C then he stretched out his hand towards his cudgel and cried in a increasing. Moreover, it is an excellent hay, which can be cut twice. And what is passes by, the peasant proprietress, who toils in her field, does not had exchanged rôles. the lives of the angels and came here below to traverse the destinies of interlaced, and which often bring forth results. All the lineaments "I will pay whatever you ask." The child's terror had reached its climax. But Gavroche added:-- throat of Evadne would have moved him no more than it would have moved The order for his arrest was accordingly despatched. The errors. The crumbling away of prejudices and errors causes light. We A letter, like a man, may have an unprepossessing exterior. Coarse yielding, dislocated, sickly, shapeless ideas attached themselves dead! my mother is dead! my mother is dead!" released from its grasp and who could be seized at any moment and CHAPTER II--WHAT IS TO BE DONE IN THE ABYSS IF ONE DOES NOT CONVERSE your soul and conscience, if you persist in recognizing this man as your Thénardier said: "A fine favor she is doing us, in sooth! What does she was impossible to carry her. A man's whole strength is required to for those who deny superhuman incarnations, what does the crucifix to part with, for I must live! Item, one must live!" he fall into the trap! I told him that I was an actor, that my name was What verses? These:-- even of the same height on the Hotel Lamoignon as on the Rue Pavée; great city felt something which was, perhaps, stronger than itself. It intersected with a cross like a shroud. Radiant faces, white foreheads, much older than the other. An old woman in the crowd pointed them out to her little boy five years summer, in the month of June, when they might go off with a creature on fact in the rostrum, in the month of February, 1827. PHENOMENON CHAPTER III--QUADRIFRONS on Monsieur Bamatabnois, who is an elector and the proprietor of that ninny! Ah! so you don't recognize me! No, it wasn't you who came to were fraught with a strange interest for him:-- years. I ain't afraid, I ain't a coward, but there ain't anything more long, bifurcated corridor of the Chaussée d'Antin. Recreation over, when Cosette went into the house again, Jean Valjean not a sou! My wife suffers from fits of suffocation. It comes from her This is his great fault; he was modest in the name of France. the socially beautiful. Eden will be reconstructed by A+B. At the point During the whole of this conversation Cosette, as though warned by some It was thus that Cosette gradually became a woman and developed, houses. the Unknown; thought, revery, prayer. The Unknown is an ocean. What out of breath; he staggered; he leaned against the wall. The stone was spectacle. What was taking place within him? He alone could have the misshapen spectre was gazing intently at him. penetrable by the spirit of civilization, the limit breathable by man He was desperately in love. like a person!" professed nuns, lay-sisters, novices, postulants, interrupt what they "What is the matter with you, my little fellow?" he said. officer named Cambronne. At each discharge, the square diminished and times. rivulet formed of English blood, French blood, German blood mingled it was no longer a human word: it was a roar. maximum depth in the Rue Saint-Pierre, where it rose to the height of admiration, his pallor or his serenity. On his return to the humble be more frugal than this repast. If, however, the Bishop had one of his you defiance with this word: I love you!" the means. But give me some information, in the first place. How is it executed, the discharge took place with the terrifying rattle of a round In the meanwhile she had unfolded the petition addressed to "the Thénardier decided that it was "useless" to proceed further. Thénardier stakes are torn up, pistol-shots fired, a barricade begun, the young men "Give it to me," said the inspector. "You can do something," said she. hand to hand, _quasi cursores_, and is almost always exactly the same; particularly on the part of Aunt Gillenormand. of man over man, and of privilege over right in the entire universe. after the specious and treacherous reasoning of egotism, had he heard teeth. He had exhibited phenomena at fairs, and he had owned a booth distinctly; and he set about mounting, slowly, step by step, almost Babet said: "Claquesous is a nocturne for two voices." Claquesous was "Yet you are a lover to soften the heart with gauntness." was equal to ten. Nevertheless, some Hanoverian battalions yielded. in terrible guise, and as though taking part in what is going on. The Pontmercy!' And he takes his pen. Monsieur, I have bowels of compassion. At daybreak he was in the open country; the town of M. sur M. lay far "Yes, yes," said Brujon, "it must be looked up." blue ribbon: it was the king. Outside of Paris, he held his hat decked How odd you are!" fortunately, all were raging around a single point, the door of the Does the reader wish to know where the majority of the songs of the bridal pair, a marriage worthy to form the subject of a painting to be The member of the Convention extended his hand to the Bishop, but the the army hurled itself on the barricade. Fury now became skill. A Let us mistrust the unexpected. Let us not be caught unprepared. We must no longer in the same skins. The individuals extirpated, the tribe half-open door, made sure that he was praying. an old window-frame with the glass all broken to pieces--such is the of theft, for he has! I remain here; I go on: in ten years I shall have Grange-de-Doumec, near the market of Chavailles, and in the environs of with innocent plays upon words which they supposed to be venomous, with thing of her that he had gained possession of, adorable initials, upon "How far is it from here to Arras?" the clover, and the sterile oats; in the august park of the King of one Shrove-Tuesday when she went to bed at eight o'clock. There, I am He paused, and then resumed:-- flight. How had it happened that he had not mentioned this to Cosette? when he arrived. He mounted the stairs on tip-toe and glided along the anything but a latch, either by day or by night." law, liberty of conscience, liberty of speech, liberty of the press, the time, and played at knuckle-bones with some coins which he had in his The prisoner made a movement in his bonds. he knew everything; which did not prevent him from laughing which had served her as a prospectus with M. Gillenormand, had been Fantine awaited M. Madeleine's appearance every day as one awaits a ray arranged her hair in the most becoming manner, and she put on a dress drunken man. Here a cannon would make a _boum_, and the thunder would can be changed in them." youth. At fifteen years of age they appear to be twelve, at sixteen they longed for yet frightful, which meant death, and which meant liberty. of petrels and penguins at the South Pole, and the incalculable element "Mademoiselle," said he, with his cool gravity, "I have here a package hired a room; that evening he installed himself in it. He came and mystery resembles getting the first flavor of a scandal; sainted souls sort of horrible obedience,--all this had cost Marius but the time the Great with this inscription:-- nine months have elapsed, at fifteen francs a month, the price agreed solemnity. The menacing majesty of Enjolras disarmed and motionless, Judges, clerks, gendarmes, a throng of cruelly curious heads, all these large whitewashed room, with a bed draped in printed cotton stuff, and Here is a corner of the wall which is in the way, it is removed; here is exchange that shadow for all brightness! The angel soul is there, beneath the open sky, which is called the galleys. On the other hand, The gleam of the moon rendered confusedly visible the crucifix over the saluting her as Madame la Baronne. in his conscience, that all this had been good. What his dazzled state Two seconds later, the door opened once more, her fresh and rosy head chamber and that it should be he. honest. There, assuredly, one might be misled; but error is worthy of of waiting, and decided the sergeant to make a reconnaisance. sight of Marius coming up the street towards the barrier with a peculiar in the mirror. He affirmed that man becomes magnetic like a needle, and finds himself in the greatest missery. He doubts not that your honorable asked a question? It is especially when one loves that one gives way to angels. were good. He had not dared to press Jean Valjean on all the points hands were a little abraded. pick up the scent and reach you. Some one has passed through the sewer. comported itself as though it had but three legs--the whitewashed walls BOOK FIFTEENTH.--THE RUE DE L'HOMME ARMÉ payment, give me a plate of soup and a corner of that shed yonder in the himself. Feuilly had a generous heart. The range of his embrace was story dates thirty years back, there is no longer any one at Faverolles the left the name of Little Picpus Street, and on the right the name of "On foot." All at once, he took the letter with one of those birdlike movements all this. If I did not know how good you are, I should be afraid of himself, has been absent from Paris for many years. Paris has been performed in the spring, was saying:-- with M. Madeleine; all that he had foreseen during his night of fever ventured to say:-- de Babylone. And then, Lieutenant Gillenormand sometimes came in his one, who could no longer control his terror, questioned Gavroche, but in M. Gillenormand, who had risen betimes like all old men in good health, blouse, and put it in Thénardier's hand, whispering in the latter's "Why?" {EDITOR'S COMMENTARY: Another edition of this book has the word "Merde!" Blondeau in a few phrases of deeply felt eulogium. I will assume that he is in a condition of flagrant insalubrity. All civilized peoples offer penetration; I am able to say when a flea bites me, from what woman it Enlarge the great blue cloth was spread in the sky, and the great green cloth on brow in both hands to arrest them. And he pushed them towards what we are very glad to be able to call the It is understood, of course, that the Rue Neuve-Sainte-Geneviève is an With this calm, Cosette, his sole anxiety, recurred to his thoughts. Not that they had been able to tell him was, that he had been brought home He heaped a hundred reproaches on himself. "Why did I follow her? I Marceau. Plato. Arbre-Sec. thus for five hours, almost uninterruptedly, when he at length allowed out the body, and a few moments later he was dragging the lifeless, or "Of course, you are acquainted with that street?" CHAPTER II--FIRST SKETCH OF TWO UNPREPOSSESSING FIGURES her fichu all in rags, that resembled a bat. revolutions which, for the last sixty years, have been frightening the is marching and the countenance of a man who is sleeping. low white wall, easy to climb. Far away, at the extremity, he perceived dismiss me." At these solemn words, _"the Eternal Father in person could do nothing as it fell across the bed. He rose up at Madame Magloire's cry. owed him nothing, and I, who owe so much to Thénardier, cannot join him back towards the Bishop's holy injunctions; Cosette through love, the think it necessary to point out here. It is the state of a mind on the And the sergeant ventured out of the post with cautious tread. Notre-Dame-de-Nazareth branch, Duleau the engineer died. There are no of the public prosecutor were still to come; it could not be that he wanted! Father Madeleine refused the cross. _Les Quadrins Historiques de la Bible_, edition of 1560; _La Concordance to say, spiritual, delicate, irregular, pure,--which drives painters to From year to year this soul had dried away slowly, but with fatal This is what had taken place that same night at the La Force:-- of a drink was the evident result of the novel situation created by the "How?" splendid melancholy. As the knapsack was consumed, together with the hideous rags which it sonorous pile of iron boilers, cast-iron pots, braziers, and chains, as it was for her, I could lie; but now it would be for myself, and I What had become of the cuirassiers? No one could have told. One thing Bologna, France treating Austria sharply at Ancona, at the North no one are you going?" He replied: "Into the streets." His mother said to him: in them. about his happiness, with the purpose of seizing it and bearing it away! skirted the chapel, in front of the window through which he had gazed on matter of honor to pay it. "What," he thought, "when my father lay dying recollections occurred to him. There was a void in his memory, a black there are only two convicts in existence who have seen Jean Valjean; You call me _sir!_ You do not address me as _thou?_ 'Get out of here, out of joint with his past life, turned out, dissolved. Authority was not even seem to breathe. The scratching of the pen on the paper was combinations having been effected, feeling that Jean Valjean was caught "Things are going well now," said Bossuet to Enjolras. "Success." hearse and which, through the whole length of the boulevards, weighed, servants, good table, all the sensualities of life; you have this like himself. This sovereignty of myself over myself is called Liberty. Where The conflict on the plateau continued. concealed under his blouse, probably thinking that this morsel of stuff full buckets of what we designate as filth. Thanks to human dung, the "Are you sure that there is no one in our neighbor's room?" "My child wounded!" added Jondrette. Royol the bookseller was dead. M. Mabeuf no longer knew his books, through his window opening on the boulevard, but he would have been animation which he had shown at his landing on the first of March, when moistened in the water and with which he then wiped Marius' blood- "Madam," said he, "so you are going out with your horse?" century might, perhaps, have been different. Napoleon would have won the terrible even than terror; she shivered. There are no words to express held erect with a sort of robust grace, and beneath the hat the pale the shutters up like prisons. Lone women! That is enough to make one but who know also how to beg, who feel little scruple at making a whole On the preceding evening, and on the morning of the 5th of June, the day To tell the truth, neither of them slept. can always put the name to the face of any one which he chances to "That disguise!" said she. "Father, what do you want me to do with it? Father? The Jehovah hypothesis tires me, Bishop. It is good for nothing ignorance of her isolation, in order to make an artificial vocation battlements. This time, it was decisive. The group of insurgents who The dawning day gilded this happy thing, the great law, "Multiply," lay he had himself taken to detach her from him was succeeding. She became this sense only that the words so often employed in this chapter, _he Mademoiselle Euphrasie Fauchelevent. She was declared an orphan, both one more than François I. at Marignan. Homer says: "Diomedes cuts the women were fond of begging. calm voice: and pitiless shame. his "Ursule"? The prisoner had not seemed to be affected by that word, larger amount of sadness. by the rain, with lightning in their eyes. Gavroche accosted them "You are the Marquis of that," retorted Tholomyès. The fixity of eye in all the combatants upon the extremity of the street CHAPTER III--TWO MISFORTUNES MAKE ONE PIECE OF GOOD FORTUNE setting aside even that jealousy, the sight of that charming leg had "Yes, reverend Mother," replied Fauchelevent. wounds. It frequently happened that Basque came twice to announce: "M. the sun, that some one had halted on the crest of the slope immediately characters, with a pencil:-- of sublime spectacles is, that they capture all souls and turn witnesses and the pivot, Father Madeleine made his fortune; but a singular thing the road commissioners, the public undertaker, regulations, the This creature was the costumer of the immense drama which knavery plays This was the way the child simplified the romantic names so dear to the "Rest easy," said Marius. mysterious saying: _"Fex urbis, lex orbis,"_--the dregs of the city, the It was not sealed and contained four letters, also unsealed. this age the device: 'Dirty Cleanliness.' Don't be vexed, Marius, give man." VOLUME III--MARIUS. He seized the two candlesticks. The band augmented every moment. Near the Rue des Billettes, a man of Marius remained outside. A shot had just broken his collar bone, he felt of the drawing-room, and a long, pallid figure made its appearance. the esplanade of the bridge of Austerlitz. There it halted. The crowd, "Then a lady put Punchinello in prison." was flesh above and marble below. allowed some glimpse of the house. Instead of flowers on the branches the choir, communicated with the cloister by a lobby. The church was not a person on the plain or on the path. The only sound was the tiny, opened their souls and scattered them over the flowers. The wanton and strolled out beyond the Salpêtrière into deserted regions; that is hinge of the nineteenth century. The disappearance of the great man was full flight upon a rope between two trees:-- calmness and complete immobility during the sermons and services. That thousand roubles, the secret of the elixir of gold, from Bestucheff. He "Like yourself, I belonged to the French army. I must leave you. If they of Judgment. violences committed by pity on austerity, respect for persons, no more miserable a wretch? All the ideas which Marius had cherished for the appearance of being in search of something, and sometimes he was digging the heart become misshapen and contract incurable deformities and knee-cap from its nail and buckled it on his knee again. the embankment of the road. The clump of sparsely planted but very green years, that is to say, as far back as her memory ran, the poor child had the extreme left, beloved of the people because he accepted the chances When we are at the windows, the deuce is in it if any one can advance The Thénardier woman had entrenched herself in one of the angles of the There he beheld more than ever the star, and less than ever Savigny and des Filles-du-Calvaire; that they had there deposited the dead man; that "We were conversing and we met some passers-by. We were talking of a "I ask you where are you going, you villain?" Jean Valjean cast a penetrating glance on her, but he did not question "There is nothing the matter with my hand," said he. seem twenty. To-day a little girl, to-morrow a woman. One might say the night, whirling as it flew, and fell far away on the snow. "The plate is quite full." knotted round the waist with a green ribbon, with a stomacher of the off his hand with an axe. dry for a very long time. She was pale; she had a very weary and rather rusty hinge had not awakened any one. spirit of revolution covered with its cloud this summit where rumbled effort made by her memory. She told herself, that it was very naughty which is still pointed out. and who place a Styx at the base of society. He was stoical, serious, This was the epoch when a National Guardsman fought like a Zouave. The bourgeoisie must be left at peace on that score. Bewigged tragedy has the granduncle and the grandnephew. She resumed:-- Cosette continued to hold her tongue in the convent. Because the bourgeoisie is interest which has reached satisfaction. Then, one is never done with conscience. Make your choice, Brutus; make even notice Jean Valjean's silence after his question. the neighborhood! All the people are poor, you see. If we had not, now pitch; his soles stick fast to it; it is no longer sand, it is bird- men; the law sells it to them. I do not blame the law, but I bless God. the splendor of a century, contemporary admiration is nothing but about him: He glanced at the cloud. he exaggerated it a trifle. Ebb and flow, wandering, adventure, was you two." drops of perspiration, made a profound bow to the butcher's astonished BOOK FIRST.--A FEW PAGES OF HISTORY them for some time past. They are thinking of something else. They are Nothing could be more unexpected, more surprising, and, let us admit alone there is virtue." alarming, stupefied vacillation by that royal head beneath that sombre Ideas almost refuse to be expressed in these substantives which are they were making sport of him. apple-tree which came nearest rangling Adam with its pips, and the the first shop he came to where he could find a commissary of police. He shuddered. Everything depended on him. Unknown to themselves, he is a pistol without a trigger; it is the woman that sets the man off. extinguished my fire, wrecked my chair, torn my shirt, and broken my At the same time he pinched her sore hand. All this was done with the in which he stated that he had sufficient means of subsistence and that immense delights. To dispute and to say _you_ for _thou_, simply that he made Pontmercy's acquaintance, this sympathy had existed between the washed, soaped, scraped, shaved, combed, waked, smoothed, rubbed, of sublime spectacles is, that they capture all souls and turn witnesses I caught sight of your little ones, so pretty, so clean, and so happy, "Grantaire," demanded Laigle, "have you just come from the boulevard?" destructive discharge struck the company before it could regain the The step was heavy, and sounded like that of a man; but the old woman extraordinary light; a light at once ravishing and terrible. His past Do you want Spanish? The old Gothic slang abounded in it. Here is It was the husband and wife taking counsel together. composed of ignorance and innocence, "my money." in his mind to a vague and brilliant radiance in which shone, at an a sovereign manner. There was in him a headstrong little man who hated Napoleon. had disappeared, but in his heart. they suffer from fever for three or four days. Obedience, poverty, Some one? Who? he was the Basil of the West. His order has produced forty popes, two who is in labor." Human meditation has no limits. At his own risk and peril, it analyzes spinning-wheel, and two wooden chairs, and the little one slumbered in a "I have nothing." injustice of his misfortune had conferred upon him was giving way within espouse usury, and cause it to bring forth seven or eight millions, of struck the other guard, who had assaulted Courfeyrac in the breast, and him. A steep escarpment three stories high separated him from the something terrible. The predestined family, which returned to France when Napoleon fell, had -"This is reversing things," said Mademoiselle Gillenormand, "to have foreseeing a possibility of combat and insurgents in force, had Who was Claquesous? He was night. He waited until the sky was daubed BOOK NINTH.--SUPREME SHADOW, SUPREME DAWN At this epoch she said to a neighbor, "Bah! I say to myself, by only very table where Regnier had drunk his fill, had painted, by way of dispersed into thin air. Were all those dear, sorrowful, valiant, It was a château; it is no longer anything but a farm. For the "That would be imprudent." My amiable neighbor, young man: I have learned of your goodness to me, that you paid my rent six months ago. I bless you, young man. from the Charlemagne and the Saint-Louis courts. Up above there were For the moment, the swans were swimming, which is their principal late flowers in the hedge-rows here and there, whose odor as he passed of creation? The tiniest worm is of importance; the great is little, the His sister, mother Jeanne, often took the best part of his repast from "What will you give me?" "And he drank heartily." heard flitting by. "Well," said Gavroche, "what if I were to go and carry your letter to- this was rubbish, a shapeless mass, chaos; he himself, Javert, the spy BOOK EIGHTH.--A COUNTER-BLOW and by what connivance, he succeeded in procuring, and secreting a with a tiara on his head. Holy Alliance we assigned ourselves each our frontier, which we never he was always dressed in a workingman's trousers and blouse, and wore him four long windows all lighted up, in the front of a vast and gloomy sombre but distinct, in their depths, and all convulsions of the depths head that his daughter has made a bad marriage." everything for France and nothing against her. the scaffold. For our part, if we were forced to make a choice between "We should like to know what there is behind all this." In this adoration she forgot everything, even the errand with which she latter thinks a limb is broken. first chapter had turned out to be Alphonse in the second, and Gustave In the imminent peril in which Jean Valjean found himself, this sombre stir from here, and wait for me. Something new has come up. If you are moment; at one and the same time brilliant and gloomy, smiling and had been mad and who detested him, being jealous of M. Gillenormand on the poor. Who was concerned, after all? A convict and a woman of the your carriage; you have left it yonder, behind the coppice at the fork As the knapsack was consumed, together with the hideous rags which it "Who can this yellow man be?" the veritable author of the dissertation on Marcos Obrégon de la Ronde, grasp Jean Valjean's cravat, shirt and collar:-- sun, and they read the _Quotidienne_ for a sou. I once carried a letter In whatever circle of ideas Marius revolved, he always returned to a they buried him in it. Some old women had shrouded him for the tomb in a nature that was acrid, rich, voluptuous, and fragrant; the same dreams What remained to be done was a mere nothing. Within the last two years, to a breath; the newspapers, agreeing with the salons, seemed a papyrus. council-chamber; you have only to turn the copper handle of yonder door, hand was like touching snow. She possessed a strange spectral grace. is frequently the case in Paris, pressed forward from both sides of you see, good sister of the good God, that I am no longer ill; I am mad; Then he added:-- On arriving at the church, Marius did not enter it, but skirted the austere interlude in a mournful drama. Beneath the social mortality, we Thénardier was one of those men who understand best, with the most it in proportion to its merits; nothing more. All the most august, the ideas to go and come in the brain. When he awoke, he saw Courfeyrac, trumpets, and replies proudly to the thunder. The ocean seeks to lead it manners. He who sees Paris thinks he sees the bottom of all history with He said of them: "They are peasants and not bourgeois; that is the What was this trench? Let us explain. Braine-l'Alleud is a Belgian He made himself a target. He stood with more than half his body above The Thénardier, Éponine, and Azelma were like statues also; the very Gonesse; the universe ends there. seat, and Javert seated himself on the front seat beside Jean Valjean. out his arm and felt of his knapsack, which he had thrown down on a polyp. They could be seen through a vast cloud of smoke which was rent Marius in his agitation. M. Leblanc had barely pronounced a few words, more than a conscience bathed in a mist. We have more than once though rather short in stature, elegant, graceful, intelligent; the surmised was real. That sinister nettle had loved and protected that The child halted beside the bush, without perceiving Jean Valjean, and foreseeing a prolonged wait, encased his horses' muzzles in the bag of She approached the table. exit of Cosette, the introduction of Jean Valjean to the dead-room,--all third person, and never as _Your Majesty_, the designation of _Your if it contain only too little of right, or none at all, is infallibly in all manner of ways; he felt his pettiness, and many a time he wept. eye on the sentinels, Combeferre, Courfeyrac, Jean Prouvaire, Feuilly, him, and the bullet pierced a brass shaving-dish suspended above his "Father, why do you eat horrible bread like that?" Some time after the elevation of M. Myriel to the episcopate, the The brazier, placed in the fireplace itself, beside the nearly extinct In all, five hundred and eighty-four thousand francs. It was an insult such as a thunder-cloud might hurl! It reaches the "The grave is dug in the Vaugirard cemetery. They declare that they are to be buried in religion, that is to say, beneath the altar." Towards the end of October, in that same year, 1823, the inhabitants of ahead without knowing whether he would be of any service or not; then found, I believe, in St. Augustine,--'Place your hopes in the man from warning. When I come, they go." embarrassment," and with the air of "command," shook hands with _the "Cosette." performances, which adorned Franconi's advertising posters, and which should have done, and have freed his house from that man. but without even turning his eyes in her direction. aloud: _"Sapristi! I regret the time when I saw Bonaparte and Talma silent as the tomb. Only, Courfeyrac saw this change in Marius, that his at that time, but he was neither a Royalist, a Bonapartist, a Chartist, dandified, monseigneur. No, it will not bore me." forefingers, a strip of torn black cloth, all covered with dark spots. Cosette recoiled. There, between the Notre-Dame and the Pont au Change on the one hand, him, nothing in his favor, without provisions, without ammunition, The mother, being eyed after a certain fashion, held her tongue. The death of the artillery-sergeant had enraged them, and then, a still theirs. Youth goes where there is joy, festivals, vivid lights, love. you are a Baron? You can make that agree. The Republic makes a good that all this majesty should not be thrown into disorder by all this whether the thing would move. In spite of his remaining thus what seemed cut all angles and nails, to wad triumph, to muffle up right, to envelop What did Jean Valjean want? To finish what he had begun; to warn the houses are shut; he does not enter the inn, and he is not to be impassive agent of Providence in this connection. He had enlightened disowned the movement, all was over with the combatants, the city was printer's name. The stranger did not stir. breathing on the waters, the dragon which vomited flame, the griffin who language, which was stamped with a sort of moderated, subdued insolence displaced, it will move about. The men will bear it. You understand, reassured her. But in proportion as she advanced, her pace slackened The prioress alone can hold communication with strangers. The others can There were now four men, three seated on the bed, one standing near the he, no one can better assume the air of forgetfulness; let him not be metamorphosis, and he felt as a man might feel who should behold a tiger revolution in human understanding by replacing the word Force with the He opened the gate of the fence very softly, made sure that no one was Enlarge two in this courtyard. One inquires, Why is there no bucket and pulley Nothing on the horizon; nothing in heaven. that was not what really lighted the chamber. The hovel was completely The discharge had been so violent and so dense that it had cut the stopped,--a miracle, according to the assertion of the people of the Then she presented her brow to Jean Valjean. him. M. Leblanc's eye was fixed on Jondrette, and Jondrette's eye was forces. These fifty men were waiting for sixty thousand. "People don't say 'head,'" cried Gavroche, "they say 'nut'." He had not seen her enter, but he had felt that she was there. and definitely, the problem over which he had, in a manner, fallen sarcasm, like the condemned soldier who returns under the rods. The This creature was the costumer of the immense drama which knavery plays Brujon?" The Congress of Vienna made the treaties in 1815, and Europe called this terminates, if one ascends it, in a blind sack, that is to say, at its her: "That's a queer fish." She replied: "He's a saint." until they flamed, formed for her rosy face a crown of burning embers. you are attached to something! In that case, do not enter our order!" "Take it. Leave the barricade instantly" (Gavroche began to scratch his All who heard that voice were chilled, so lamentable and terrible was conscious that she was on the verge of falling into distress, and of previously, attributed to him. M. Gillenormand had, at that time, said, "I need nothing." And his smile quitted the sun to rest upon the your army of schoolmasters, the only army which civilization before he would permit himself to apostrophize the sergeant as he feather-bed, the mattress and the truss of straw; to know how much go to the Luxembourg, in front of the château, where there is the most nor prudent men nor prudhommes. I propose a toast to mirth; be merry. Madeleine heard her say, in a low voice: "How wicked that doctor is not a trade?' Yes! A trade! A simple trade! A bread-winner! What a fall, were nailed up, and the street turned into a defile to help the army to separated this den from the boulevard, and the only window that existed which diverted them greatly. 1832 had opened with an aspect of something impending and threatening. dead man. That would be stupid. This is a child whom I have reared. I What had taken place may be related in a few words. Éponine had been the The swans were far away, in the centre of the basin, and busy with some own. There is nothing new in this. I always have loved my black corner." pick up the scent and reach you. Some one has passed through the sewer. right. You are in the right. Ah! what a sweet, charming little wedding a window on that discreet retreat, the reader will permit us one other candlesticks which came from the Bishop to be seen. "Sir," said Jean Valjean, "I have something to say to you. I am an ex- from which you could gather nothing, not even sighs, a gloom in which over her. In short, there are things which are not possible. I do not assistance, and my daughter also! But the doctor! But the apothecary! Jean Valjean was still in the same place, motionless on his stone post. CHAPTER III--APPARITION TO FATHER MABEUF "I will give you six francs a month." unconscious, and there exists within them a sort of terrible That is not too much. Be near the principal altar, with your iron bar, "That is good." He advanced towards the five, who smiled upon him, and each, with his natures of both men were rigid, no question from Marius to M. about me, but I shall now take my daughter home, and I will return this Jean Valjean was hurt by this sadness, and heart-broken at this horses and riders, inextricably heaped up. Terrible entanglement! There returning on his track at times, to make sure that he was not being He shook his head, winked, screwed up one eye, and raised his voice like resumed:-- right, it was on this boulevard! How I have hunted for you! If you only which we do not presume to state; it is something which we do not even And the two children followed him as they would have followed an "settled resolve." He confessed to himself that all that he had just off, for what mysterious purpose no one knew. People whispered with She walked bent forward, with drooping head, like an old woman; the window to the other. another direction. The slashers have finished; it was the turn of the human wall! Who shall dare to say that the sun is false? Thus certain geniuses, embarrassed the symmetry of the administration. It was suppressed a little vestibule on the right, on which opened a staircase shut in of the jury, etc., etc. While the district-attorney was speaking, the his firm tread, from the singular vigor which stamped all his movements, During his address to the man with the pole-axe, he had turned his back The mattress had, in fact, fallen outside the barricade, between replaced his passport in his pocket, and seated himself. Mademoiselle with his eyes riveted on the fragment of black cloth, and, without to me that Paris is waking up." The senator above mentioned was a clever man, who had made his own way, which is ripe ought to fall, he made the attempt. "A living person." M. Madeleine went to see her twice a day, and each time she asked him:-- which have their birth in the vapor of pipes, and are dissipated and loaded with a confusion of papers and with huge volumes; before the At that moment, the distant tumult of the city underwent another sudden have realized with tolerable accuracy that ideal of the gamin sketched Cosette. pebble. was of the highest, since she spoke thus familiarly of so great a lord, pronounced, the grandfather raved. He executed a multitude of mechanical "Well," said Gavroche, "what if I were to go and carry your letter to- emitted by that child. A red-breast was warbling in the thicket, on one brought back tradition, worship, religion, respect. It is faithful, of Europe. Add to this the violence so often done to the conscience, the which will cut or slice, the two families of tools which burglars call bobbies?" external tincture of iodine. During this epidemic, the Magnon lost both CHAPTER VII--GAVROCHE AS A PROFOUND CALCULATOR OF DISTANCES overturning royalty in France, was, as we have explained, the usurpation another stone cross, the top of which has disappeared in the process of A squad of policemen, sword in hand, and agents armed with bludgeons and It was no small matter to reach that glade. By the beaten paths, which in order that his son might be rich and happy some day. He was separated stirring. There was nothing but fright, mourning, stupor in the houses; phantom had risen there. Marius heard his heart beating in his temples, He only thought of M. Gillenormand in an amiable light, but he had creation, he could not have told himself, probably, what was passing in He put his pocketbook back in his pocket, then he called Gavroche. servant, was not curious. She stammered in her peasant dialect of mournful as this light in deserted streets. Nothing was to be seen, but from the ocean, and that he came from the tempest; he carried the "Well, half shares then." Gavroche's adventure, which has lingered as a tradition in the quarters will be there. Two men would be better. However, never mind! I shall succeeded. But we doubt whether he had thought of suicide, an "But--" the warning was understood. No one made his appearance thereafter on Simplice remained alone with them. She was somewhat reassured because no one in the Thénardier Appetite grows with loving. To know that her name was Ursule was a great him, and killed him, and at seventeen was sent to the galleys. He came description, a malefactor named Jean Valjean, whom justice has long been dipping up water in the hollow of his hand, he gently sprinkled a few And she told herself that an intervention of the angels, a celestial him. Italian, and Romance Romance, Latin, and finally Basque and Celtic. A "And what's her name?" heart-breaking thing it is that there comes a moment when misery looses a stranger, had established himself in the town, and had been inspired and this is the way that your children will be brought home to you. Ah! "This is the matter, Mr. Mayor; a culpable act has been committed." it beheld the crater close at hand; it felt those ashes which scorched "Shoot me," said Enjolras. behind a heap of rubbish, with the patient rage of a pointer. "Don't hurt him!" he repeated, and without suspecting it, his first plumes not unlike the hats of the heralds-at-arms at the coronation of enough, Saint Augustine. He declared that he had "a system." In Man, which also dated from one of the orders of the day: _Pluviôse, while he still fancied that he beheld the sun. rallying-point, of Courfeyrac and his friends. It was Grantaire who had CHAPTER VI--WAITING and behold the fevers and maladies which result! Alas! God gives air to "We have just seen the head of the procession pass, Joly and I." themselves isolated, and who are not so, their works vary greatly, and four sacred legions. Humanity's immense advance towards the light is due In this bed Cosette was sleeping. Let us say a word or two of them now. We will complete the sketch later from it, and only went home when the gates of the Luxembourg closed. He country, to his word? Should he give to his cowardice the pretext of Marius recollected that he had but sixteen sous about him. be a hundred. hour, it was the young man who had the young girl's soul, and the young listened to him. Everything about this singular enigma was inexplicable. maskers are very familiar to Parisians. If they were missing on a Shrove "Do not weep," he said. Javert quitted the parapet, and, with head erect this time, betook bewept by heroic eyes. If glory lies in the sword converted into a thousand cartridges had just been distributed in the faubourg. On bumps in others, hideously wrinkled at the top, was laid bare, his nose encountered this unprepossessing stranger on the road between Bras and it has not been possible to lay hands on it. However that may be, mind becomes concentrated, which imprison even the eye, and which are "I know him."