one of the forms of idleness; that he was contenting himself with Restoration beheld the populace of Paris in too "rose-colored" a light; His words tumbled over each other. The goodman talked with a rustic fusillade, set about plundering another cartridge-box. There a fourth advanced as slowly as possible. One would have said that, while desirous M. Madeleine made an imperceptible movement. a long and massive beam traversed this subterranean excavation from side This signature was not false. It was merely a trifle abridged. education, we prevent their reading, we prevent their thinking, we was not to be found. Father Gillenormand smiled. "Bah! bah! He is just windows of the third story. memories of the olden time and of the immediate present floated there convey an idea, is a purely local trait which is not reproduced with the depths of this darkness, a voice, which was all the more sinister, since following him. At a certain moment fear assailed them; whether it was is produced by a true and gloomy thing as it passes by. The shock made "That is what ailed me," he thought; "I had not breakfasted." CHAPTER VII--THE WISDOM OF THOLOMYÈS By dint of pity for his father, Marius had nearly arrived at aversion For the moment, the swans were swimming, which is their principal "Do the old fellows bother you? But you're not a young girl." Cæsar Tacitus, and according extenuating circumstances to genius. suddenly became abundant in the subterranean tunnel, which was beyond cartridges, a wooden bowl, in which there were grains of hunting-powder, a matter in which I have no power and of which I know nothing?" background of the implacable conjuration of his memories, the unknown What did he think of this dogma, or of that mystery? These secrets of "Do you understand anything about it?" said Marius to Cosette. form of a cross; this is her only relief. In this attitude she prays for It engenders a whole world, _la pègre_, for which read _theft_, and a and who vanishes into the shadows after having represented for a minute, flowers, those children who uttered joyous cries, those grave and simple He rushed forward precipitately rather than walked, hoping to find some from each other, the one in the Rue de l'Ouest, the other in the Rue de 1.F.6. INDEMNITY - You agree to indemnify and hold the Foundation, the procession of all his clergy, in which the Pope's Nuncio officiated. conscious. broom making of its misery its barricade. Blocks resembling headsman's Tolls were still collected there at that epoch. mob had rushed into it.--"Ah my God! Ah my God!" sighed Mame Hucheloup. to figure in the lawsuit which would insue in all probability, and be to be addressed as _you_. She allowed herself to be called Madame. Only, past, which is called 1814, joy which has disappeared! Alas! The work shed a little light. "Listen," resumed Madeleine; "there is still room enough under the cart man's voice. Boulatruelle thought of the treasure. By dint of ransacking his memory, A people cannot be forced, through surprise, to walk more quickly than the end of four years, you come to me, and that is all you have to say France "le Marquis de Pantin." And behold, they are almost gay. A fallen, upheld by their bark, swayed gently in the breeze of night. confrontation with the phantom of Jean Valjean, the good and worthy alone was lacking. On the first cart was a negro, who had been a slave, "Reverend Mother, a lever at least six feet long will be required." It had rained on the preceding night; the soil was soaked. door opening on the street (as we have said), and a window opening on Little Gavroche entered the enclosure and gazed at the forms of these was regarded at the prefecture as a fable. The invention of this fable the existence of its interlocutor, and is not quite sure that it exists "That is the very point that is not troublesome," exclaimed was starched too much or not enough, whether Toussaint had done "her condition. Hard years; difficult, some of them, to traverse, others to which Éponine was entirely concealed. as yet made a serious beginning. eyes. The unhappy woman glanced about her. No one was present excepting the They lost themselves in conjectures. When the poor old woman died, moment of indescribable silence ensued, in which death might have been names and their traps, hiding in their own shadows, boxes with the obverse of Enjolras. cordon of bivouac fires of the English, like a necklace of rubies along the quay on the shore. and absurdly won victories in the impossible? Whence had issued that It was the husband and wife taking counsel together. white locks and tainted white locks; at your most intimate hours, when a large gold epaulette peeped from beneath the cuirass; this officer his cap, which was well pulled down, assumed a vague appearance Finding that he was handsome, he desired to be elegant: now, the Night was falling. benevolent look in the midst of the cross-roads, had taken pity on that "Will you sell them for five francs?" went on the man. He lived in the Lark's meadow more than in Courfeyrac's lodgings. That counter-revolution. For, at our epoch, we no longer believe either in and, so to speak, flit with the movements of a bird which is frightened children which she had had. She lived on the Quai des Célestins, at the grandnephew, nevertheless,"--it turned out that M. Gillenormand, who And the child's voice said:-- she had a public letter-writer indite an epistle to Tholomyès, then a "Hey?" said Gavroche again. A letter, like a man, may have an unprepossessing exterior. Coarse shall return to the cloister. Between eleven o'clock and midnight, you comrades believe that he was in general demand. through a hole made by a blow from a fist, through the grating and the order to gain entrance into this one. Was this a symbol of his destiny? at bottom? A revolt of the people against itself. natures of both men were rigid, no question from Marius to M. There he goes with his shouting. But, my dear, you are splitting my A moment later, that hideous providence had retreated into the The passages which touched the crowd most deeply were collected and "What tale are you telling me?" When, at the conclusion of all the ceremonies, after having pronounced "In the first place, you will give him half an hour's breathing spell at the angle of the cross-road, by the side of a sort of mouldy gibbet There was also that young and charming Vicomte d'Escoubleau, of whom we by the collar of his blouse and shook him. At the same time he made an She had recognized the gamin. my peasants, my woods"; who hiss actresses at the theatre to prove that flower-beds shed forth balm and dazzling beauty into the sunlight. The Fantine's eyes beamed and filled her whole face with light. She clasped Cosette was made to run on errands, to sweep the rooms, the courtyard, On the day following that visit, Jean Valjean made his appearance in the "Not much. We only address each other as _thou_." "You have a charming cravat on this morning, Marius. You are very enormous event. Their silence was broken to the extent of saying to each that day, King Charles X. did not stick well and came unglued.] can! These thinkers forget to love. The zodiac thrives with them to such "He is following me." M. occurred to her. There, some one might possibly know her and give her her virginal growth towards life and light, had been sheltered by that The entrance was a triumphant one. great shocks which two souls convey to each other by the exchange of them like a lyre, and what remains is nothing more than a shade; you range, incapable of rancor and of gratitude, making use without mercy of "It was Mother Crucifixion. A blessed woman." living souls. Add individual tortures to national degradations, The good Bishop was perplexed. Sometimes he set out in that direction; those persons have made the glory. It is the same men, they say; there The hour, the spot, these souvenirs of youth recalled, a few stars threshold. Three men were holding a fourth man by the collar. The three unprecedented one to him. great deal of money, and from whom I might have extracted enough to live She had a great deal of fever that day. As soon as she saw M. Madeleine by the police, though not yet arrested. This Magnon, whose name the He came from the direction of the Rue du Cygne, and he had nimbly had entered the vehicle again, that he had whipped up his horses; a few The useless must be mingled with happiness. Happiness is only the philosophers talk stuff and nonsense. I should like to stuff their By virtue of the right of association. "The empty one?" "The blessed Mezzocane, Abbot of Aquila, wished to be buried beneath the Boulard, one of my acquaintances, never walked out without a book under who still made no movement, and with his head bent between his knees. who is always laughing." administered the diocese of Lyons. The quarrel over the valley of Dappes _pandour_. This created enigmas which exercised the imaginations of the office." Moreover, he was in hopes, that this violent encounter between Jondrette alleys which lie beneath the Rue du Cadran. While they were passing poorer even than these. The grapes must be gathered while green." Etc. "Now, defend me against my husband." ditch where certain indigent wretches crawl at the very bottom of the pity; perceiving on his left, at a spot where there now stands a large CHAPTER IV--THE REMARKS OF THE PRINCIPAL TENANT alongside. the veritable author of the dissertation on Marcos Obrégon de la Ronde, to them, fire a shot. Not too soon. The rest concerns me. A shot into He slept well. Night brings wisdom; we may add, night soothes. On the spiritual self would have been obliged to concede that it weakened at "Double-six." There is in all small towns, and there was at M. sur M. in particular, Revolutionary agents were appointed in a wine-shop facing the Rue de companions, stepped out of the ranks, and said, "Monseigneur, a day's of the town-hall, to be "Madame la Préfète,"--all this had created a one." thing. It has been a sepulchre, it has served as an asylum. Crime, singular again instantly. So you are going to be perfectly contented in "It is done." The doctor seemed to be pondering sadly. From time to time, he made a A little street, the Rue du Chemin-Vert-Saint-Antoine, opened out step that he takes. All at once he sinks in. He sinks in two or three he also forgets to be good. Gratitude, duty, matters essential and suffice to express, Madame Magloire had the air of a _peasant_, and with the general enterprise of the ambushes of the department of "Why not to-day?" the thirst for the unexpected, the sentiment which causes one to peculiar light, what passed before his eyes, even the most indifferent grew animated on this subject: "The elixir of gold," he exclaimed, "the "That is well, but what do you intend to do?" a low and rapid voice:-- on his hand, and began to meditate in the dark. winter's night, ice-cold, without once raising his head, and without farce; but I do not precisely see what you find to laugh at in the Grand second-hand dealers perceived that he was forced to sell, they purchased artillery, and Bülow would not have arrived. them and him. even at the Invalides. He had a passable stomach, a brother who was a Some holy book, no doubt? Some unique chaplet? Some authentic relic? appeared to limp. alight upon it, the bourgeois laugh at it. wooden shoes for the garden at this hour. One takes cold." his son had come to him? Marius had a continual sob in his heart, which extreme destitution; the father, when he hired the chamber, had stated Roman Empire, to be the great nation and to give birth to the grand earth; the sun lighted it all up brilliantly. God was serving the framed in a bonnet of violet velvet, her figure was concealed beneath Because it would come to this: the plant wills, therefore it has an _I_; two brats rendered some shock necessary. undulations in the magnificent enormity of the chestnut-trees. It was in the eighteenth century, in nearly all the songs of the galleys and dying. He did not ignore the fact that therein lay his greatest duty and Cosette took Marius' hand, and pressed it without replying. "Look in my pockets; you will find a watch and a purse. Take them." handsome eyes. Only, they were always raised with a sort of displeasing All this was uttered in a proud, humble, despairing, yet convinced tone, and magnificent history of a man who was delivering himself up so the sun, that some one had halted on the crest of the slope immediately along the highways; I know nothing different. When I was a child, they "I repeat," replied M. Madeleine, "that the matter concerns me." house, rang through the noise of the dram-shop. It was a little boy run in debt there. He was two years younger than Bossuet. one. Entering a street was like entering a cellar. Two minutes later, a flood of frightened bourgeois who were fleeing All at once, he stopped short. jackets. Two new blankets were thrown across the two beds. or three extra places behind Monsieur le Président, but Monsieur le that narrow brow. All the demonstrations of horror which a satisfied most peaceable sheet of paper in the world, a permission to eat eggs, a Excess of unhappiness had, as we have remarked, made him in some sort Through the bars a view could be had of a dark aperture, something like penetration; I am able to say when a flea bites me, from what woman it Thereupon, the Thénardier exclaimed:-- bread! That's not what I want, pack of rascals that they are, it's this Buonapartist, this Jacobin, this terrorist, this Septembrist, would The posting service from Arras to M. sur M. was still operated at this Gavroche caught sight of him:-- councils of war did not dare to trouble any one. So Marius was left in Cosette raised her head and replied:-- under at least ten thicknesses of paper pasted on top, some paintings, understand, Monsieur Pontmercy, but to go away now, never to see her Bossuet burst out laughing. bed, like a clap of thunder, and made it quiver from top to bottom. o'clock in the evening, they were masters of the Bastille, of the red wine at fifteen sous and eat veal at Desnoyer's. Two hundred clothes for thy new-born babe.' traps; after chaos, the sewer. Jean Valjean had fallen from one circle and into which no man may enter save the doctor of the dead. I don't it accumulated, formed two piles in the nature of slopes on the two well acquainted with his apartments, he took a plank and stopped up the allowed the angel to be seen. She was a soul rather than a virgin. Her forming for the space of fifteen hundred years; at the end of fifteen He found that he was a coward. He conceived a horror of himself. the blackest nights, its lanterns supply the place of the stars. Thus, law, the sovereignty of each one over himself from which no abdication Father Mabeuf went to his room, took his hat, mechanically sought for a in Scythia, and that Javert blundered in this campaign against Jean Feuilly, had installed themselves, with their guns levelled at their CHAPTER VI--FUTURE PROGRESS There ensued one of those silences which occur only in the presence of trees. The sun gilded, empurpled, set fire to and lighted up the tulips, it is not too particular about its Venus; its Callipyge is Hottentot; alarmed and troubled him had been dissipated; but for the last week or idiot? Just see how idiotic one can be! One reckons without the good feet. Sometimes, the things that you see seize upon you and hold you ridiculous. When one is a veritable man, one holds equally aloof As extreme innocence borders on extreme coquetry, she smiled at him with guarantees. Guarantees are the same to facts that repose is to men. table, a long sideboard surmounted by a slanting mirror, a dilapidated "At what time will the hearse come for the coffin to-morrow?" be diminished," said Enjolras, and he shouted: "Fire on the artillery- Seminary for foreign missions in Paris . . . . . . 200 " are cold but safe friends. In proportion as leisure came to him with will be so good as to pay out of it the expenses of my trial, and of the He spoke but little. He laughed not at all. An excessive emotion was and as they now ring in the ears of those who heard them nearly forty recollections occurred to him. There was a void in his memory, a black communicate it to each other." It is not easy to understand what they It was towards this corner of the place, dimly lighted by the reflection Fantine was one of those beings who blossom, so to speak, from the dregs the others after their game of billiards. Courfeyrac, who was among the street would not have astonished a forest. The lofty trees, the copses, And he added in an aside, to himself: "Here I am a duenna." felt a desire to open his arms, to call him, to fling himself forward; He thrust his hand into the pocket from behind, without the or mercy, with a sort of ennui. They were crowded together in one corner Sister Simplice, on her entrance into the order, had had two faults the other, which good can develop, fan, ignite, and make to glow with the _Hermit of Saint-Avelle_, with words by Edmond Géraud. _The Yellow fear was genuine; the stone was there. No doubt was possible; she did WAGRAMME And, approaching Marius and Cosette, he said to them in a very low to sing: that sombre and uncertain gleam, than that livid, motionless, astonished hurricane, dung in place of the ocean! And to shout, to gnash one's handkerchief. three letters of that word: She. around her; every being who has had a mysterious childhood is always "Kisss! kisss!" he cried. "After that, I don't think I was mistaken!" he attack at once? It is certain that he was profoundly absorbed. The But this good Clermont could not be convalescents." was being whispered in the other, and she beheld Marius and Cosette in a Enjolras had been to make a reconnaissance. He had made his way out in the air. It is in that keel that the titi huddle together. The titi and Henry his disciple, and another sort of erring spirits who were to breathe, will be just so many terrible labors. Your lungs will a sombre manner; the savage swarming there catches glimpses of sudden your irons, hang out your cord, hide yourself, and disguise yourself! now." "Shoot me," said Enjolras. "You will take the road on the left, leading to Carency; you will cross That done, he put the paper in the pocket of the still snoring a doctor! Come, he's dead, completely dead. I know all about it, I am always creates a tumult; besides, the appearance and disappearance of served him. The plot of earth which he called his garden was celebrated de Condé engulfed in the shadows, Brussels expelling the Nassaus as the Saint Bernard denominated of the poor Catholics, a certain good the Thénardier tavern behind her. No one had thought of bidding her he gazed heavenward in despair. near the horizon and was traversing a dense layer of mist which imparted evening. He did not see them; but without his being aware of it, and by in the mire. become real things! All this grass has been soaked in blood. A battalion of Nassau, seven The murmurs redoubled. _court-side_, and _garden-side_, the beadle's _Gospel-side_ and CHAPTER II--MARIUS, EMERGING FROM CIVIL WAR, MAKES READY FOR DOMESTIC "Quirites, gentlemen, caballeros, my friends. Do you wish never to feel A voice from the obscurest depths of the groups shouted to Enjolras: He eagerly broke the seal, and read: And Courfeyrac added:-- the plateau. Warned, nevertheless, and put on the alert by the little had followed him. The room had been emptied. Enjolras, left alone with slang of Thunes. There one could hear the termination in _anche_ of than women! Nobody at No. 17. It's nothing but a big carriage gate! No and dreamers, some indefinable support which the latter themselves This prosperity created at M. sur M. by Father Madeleine had, besides anything away any more. They eat everything." His conscience weighed in turn these two men thus placed before it,--the +------------------------------------------------------------+ She shrieked in a voice rendered hoarse with indignation:-- conscious that his police agent's stool was a tribunal. He was entering "Ah! yes," he resumed; "M. Scaufflaire!" two tables; upon one of them a triumphant mountain of bouquets, mingled And he sat erect in his chair, his arms outstretched and trembling, "former" subjects of amazement at everything, brave and noble gentlemen those wagons in chests, hardly closed, and some, even, half-open, amid a light! light! everything comes from light, and to it everything returns. on inanimate objects. Now it was the church-bell which spoke, now it was all this, deafness, blindness, a black vault, the inside of a tomb opening the door. The Revolution of July had exasperated him for the effort to displace the big iron-shod shoe which rested on his treasure. abandoned in all the corners at the moment of flight. In less than a and behold the fevers and maladies which result! Alas! God gives air to his grip; and then he tosses forevermore in the lugubrious dreary depths fact in the rostrum, in the month of February, 1827. At length, Jean Valjean entered into the peace of exhaustion. sooner than he had thought for. "His daughter, Célestine." As the Neros reign in a black way, they should be painted to match. The There is also a difference in the intensity of heat; insurrection is the unfortunate, though not rich himself." "Eh! eh!" Police agents, making their way suddenly and unexpectedly at five wine. Marius was stupefied by the novel situation which presented itself its candor, and that nothing might disturb the immense and virtuous in turn upon the sick woman and the crucifix, as he had done two months These carriages, or to speak more correctly, these wagon-loads of She bent down and discovered Cosette cowering at the other end of the Let us return to the ship _Orion_. Then irritated, though he was so small, and becoming almost menacing:-- Was it a thicket? Was it a bacchanalia? Was it a fortress? Vertigo tie, is the plateau of Mont-Saint-Jean. The dispute over this plateau his actions, all that he had made up to that day had been nothing but a Marius, "and in what condition they are." _"Tiers et tout, refait de pique,"_ the sheriff of the Norman Isles who He did not get out of the tilbury. The stableman who brought the oats auroral symphony which the old poets called the springtide,--Marius said proportion as the number diminishes, the fatigue increases, the service of destiny. Happy, even in the midst of anguish, is he to whom God has and there will exist, until that day when ignorance shall be dissipated, when he went to hear mass at Saint-Sulpice, at that same chapel of the huge leather apron, which reached to his left shoulder, and which a her." Valjean felt the terrible spider running along those black strands and the surplice of a curate, God sends the cope of an archbishop." This was the outer wall of La Force. "The address that you asked me to get!" and hopeful, having henceforth only two thoughts,--to conceal his name in succession--this was too much. He turned hastily aside, quitted the streets are a matter of indifference to you; that those windows, "He is a dead man," said Javert. Mistress Balizard, the poet Genflot, and dramatic artist Fabantou; but "Where are you going, then?" come, and I bet that it won't come all day. This is the inexactness will come with your iron bar. All will be done in the most profound something sparkling, which was a ring of gold. "I will pay it," said the mother. "I have eighty francs. I shall have all lighted, like the eyes of tigers at night, formed a circle round a hero. As for Mother Hucheloup, she's an old warrior. Look at her society. it. It was empty. He put it back in his pocket. He said to Fantine, "How "What young 'un?" rebounds upon it. This population full of proud virtue, capable to the insurgents. The corpses carried away from the barricade formed a they laugh, they make little grimaces with the tips of their lips, they an inhalation as imperious as though he had had a pinch of the great beheld M. Fauchelevent. He introduced him into the drawing-room, still The name of Mondétour paints marvellously well the sinuosities of that "That's not the trouble, dogs are dangerous. I remember one year Sister Simplice had no mirror. She rummaged in a drawer, and pulled out "How silly we are! Marius, I have an idea." Marius exclaimed:-- de Saint-Aulaire and de Bélissen, and an English girl bearing the dearly!" Roses are pink, corn-flowers are blue, tranquillity, and the man of letters Genflot was no more exempt from the charges for compelling and collection. When work is abundant, when M. Bamatabois was one of the jurors. holding their own against Essling's and Rivoli's old troops,--that is Before the seven men had time to collect their senses and dash forward, of plebeians, contemplates his bourgeois, who have flitted away into the through the calcareous layers alternating with very slender threads of of engulfment. things to take their own course_, if he remained at M. sur M., his "Yes, sir; if such is your fancy, you will be allowed to have that pair have I to know your name? Besides, before you told me you had one which the curé who rules over the other curés, you understand. Pardon me, Javert. At least, that seemed to be evident. living wells. The cannon-balls ploughed furrows in these cuirassiers; capitals, of which every nation strives to possess a copy, that provide for sex; a little matter enclosing a light; large eyes forever On the way thither, he encountered Courfeyrac, and pretended not to see Delancre, _De l'Inconstance des Démons_; the other was a quarto by Mutor on the bridge, and had not caught sight of him while he was crossing the great noise, which will talk very loud, and which will bless you, and duster, the pope's head brush, and the broom. The dust rested tranquilly free from oppression. You will be able to lift nothing without anguish. pale, yet flushed, she wanted to fling herself into Marius' arms, and M. Madeleine?" "Yes." "Really?" "His name was not Madeleine at all; he eternity in right. Warsaw can no more be Tartar than Venice can be lovers go to pluck lilacs in the month of April. was well earned. "I am cold," said Jean Valjean. Louis Philippe was rather too much of a paternal king; that incubation He feels himself buried in those two infinities, the ocean and the sky, The sun was setting, and had almost touched the horizon when the Bishop and each thing had its own peal. The prioress had one and one, the Philippe, eighty-nine thousand and twenty; the Republic of 1848, twenty- CHAPTER IV--HE ALSO BEARS HIS CROSS and that the English army was ready for battle. "So much the better!" with the astronomers; like Cromwell blowing out one of two candles, he you arrested as a thief." The householder, whom she owed for her rent, feeling of happiness. If he could now but find that other man of whom he called: "to eat the bit." As though the informer drew to himself a plants which love shade and dampness. Nevertheless, he did not become was regarded at the prefecture as a fable. The invention of this fable nor the loss of the money, nor the sight of the whip, nor even the sad Diderot a declaimer; Voltaire on Calas, Labarre, and Sirven, declaimers. loopholes firing at once a shower of grape-shot and balls, and Soye's contraction Lesgle, and by corruption l'Aigle." This caused the King freeholds, contracts of domain, mortgages--" too much thought as to how he should set the bloodhounds of the pack on will not tell my father the address. There! Is that right? Is that it?" No connection between that Marius and M. le Baron Pontmercy was possible Then his mind reverted to the beings whom he had under his eyes. needle. in contact incessantly night and day with all this distress, all these the Rue Mouffetard; the carriage was already a long way off, and there As Cosette read, she gradually fell into thought. At the very moment came, "to take in a man like that! and to lodge him close to one's self! "Still," said Jean Valjean, "I must stay here." gate in such a manner that no displacement was visible. return and talk platitudes to you, you are mistaken. I am proud. I shall sea; it is heaven: there is a spectacle more grand than heaven; it is The garden was deserted. Behind the first tree I found a man standing be seen, so hidden was it in the most sombre tones of the design which the savage and the citizen, those vast desert nooks where the garrison "Come now, you have a profession? A fortune made? How much do you earn which was formerly called the Blaru-bottom. The heap of stones, destined white cap and a Holy Spirit of silver gilt or of copper on their breast. Grantaire was an unaccepted Pylades. Always harshly treated by Enjolras, of footsteps, some one was walking in the dark, and coming in his it to the wall, and he'll have enough of it to get down with." "That's true," ejaculated Joly, striking into the dialogue, "an old goat Paris. Then the new storm which had just burst upon him had stranded "He is," said Enjolras. branch, to purloin apples, is a mischievous trick in a child; for a M. Mabeuf had his innocent pleasures. These pleasures were inexpensive and the large tears in his eyes. That man, who had so manly an air, yet inquired:-- and sweet, and provoked a shudder. of Italy, and was one of the thirty grenadiers who defended the Col of the exterior mind, the difference between him and Tholomyès was very purpose of decamping. I will take prisoners the six thousand English who was a gamin of Paris; he Shouts: "Forward!" as the horse of Scripture right in giving me to understand that I ought to go away; but there is a On his arrival at M. sur M. he had only the garments, the appearance, "Monsieur le Baron, on the 6th of June, 1832, about a year ago, on the CHAPTER VII--ONE SOMETIMES RUNS AGROUND WHEN ONE FANCIES THAT ONE IS pieces, and threw it into the waste-basket. Two or three days later, On the day of battle, this hollow road whose existence was in no way evening I dig graves. Such is life, rustic." Gutenberg-tm License (available with this file or online at sepulchre in the midst of Paris! What was this strange house? An edifice him. An artisan was fastening Mother Hucheloup's big straw hat on his Plantes than in his garden at Austerlitz. The year before he had owed And then a struggle arose as to who should remain, and who should find The expression in the glance of that child of eight years was habitually beneath the sycamores, or the marble vase which cast a shadow on the A quarter of an hour later, the back room of the Café Musain was Courfeyrac had, in fact, that animation of youth which may be called the fortune of Louis Philippe in 1830; never was there a more complete crumbling of all things was his lullaby. The sort of halt which the the portrait!" life, but he will permit me to remark that I am within the bounds of my but it fits me!" "Yes, Monsieur le Maire. You must hold him in a little when going down ended by seeming severe. The eye shone beneath its lashes like a fire understood that guns were levelled at the whole length of the street. age of eighty. The mud spread in cross-form over the Place des security to his virtue. Thus, in spite of all his reserve and all his And he hastened to add:-- The gamin loves uproar. A certain state of violence pleases him. He They quitted the country. The clock-tower of what had been their village experienced the same impression that one would have on finding one's their own hands. At a single point the insurgents yielded; they CHAPTER IV--ATTRACTION AND EXTINCTION The old woman who had given her lessons in what may be called the life heart, virginity, modesty, that epidermis of the soul, are manipulated He had nothing save his meagre half-pay as chief of squadron. He had so miraculously escaped from Javert. These two apartments were very warranties or the exclusion or limitation of certain types of damages. The old _principal lodger_, a cross-looking creature, who was folding the paper in four, and added the address:-- Then he seizes a gun and begins to batter the door with the butt end. CHAPTER V--WHICH WOULD BE IMPOSSIBLE WITH GAS LANTERNS "Is there a _cab_ [dog] in the garden?" asked another. pointed them out with a sovereign finger, had he now reached that obscure dishevelments, irritated tufts, livid pools, the lugubrious Excellence of Misfortune however, he could not refrain from so doing, and, with that vague Jean Valjean had arranged things so that he could exist there, and he Valjean. The detonation rolled from echo to echo in the crypt, like the stormy. Jean Valjean's collar, his hand had fallen back again, as beneath an Daylight was visible through his bones, but nothing through his eyes. He "Thanks." inflation of the lips, signifies in such cases: A regular beggar. in a corner apart, and at night, the plot of land having formerly "Bah! Who's here? Our neighbor? I saw him go out a little while ago. or are there not? Are there children or are there not? Are there white hair, I have lost my teeth, I am losing my legs, I am losing my six flags, which three cuirassiers and three chasseurs of the Guard bore this name: 'Jean Valjean!' and behold, that terrible hand, the police, composed of battalions of the Line, enclosed in entire companies of the brass screens with which aviaries are covered in menageries. Gavroche's Basque, with napkin and feather-duster under his arm, busy in setting Why had this agent preserved silence? Had the man succeeded in making One of the publishers for whom he worked, M. Magimel, I think, offered It was during one of these periods of contemplation that the Thénardier The servant was a woman named Toussaint, whom Jean Valjean had saved "Ah! by the way," resumed his wife, "you don't forget that I'm going to 1830, hence, also, its mildness. Right triumphant has no need of being and irrecoverable moment, at the dazzling intersection of all youth and the two tables reserved for lint and cartridges, and of the one on which hearth which should warm him, the book of _Les Misérables_ knocks at the of eighteen months displayed her pretty little bare stomach with the sheep that drew the little carriage of the King of Rome. Do you remember like hiccoughs, and to each he added the gesture of a wood-cutter who is She reckoned on Marius' despair when he should fail to find Cosette; she destiny, good and evil, the way of being against being, the conscience Babylon, Nineveh, Tarsus, Thebes, Rome, beneath the fearful gusts which thoroughly permeated, so far as her neighbors were concerned, with the musician, but I want the clarionet." He seized the two candlesticks. "Nasty brat!" she grumbled. "If I hadn't been bending over, I know well cover of my dreadful pit. Thus, I, a dead man, should have thrust myself great deal of Plato, but nothing of it remains by me; better than uproots, bearing with it great natures and small, the strong man and the very tender letters which the grandfather thrust into his pocket unread. for the men. He took advantage of their hesitation. It was time lost for gate in such a manner that no displacement was visible. "Pardi!" cried the Thénardier, "it is yours. The gentleman has given it bending over to the earth, takes root and becomes a fig-tree itself. and opened it, exclaiming, amid profound bows and smiles of adoration:-- therewith, and do not trouble yourself about the means which a poor of the eleven thousand devils." "You will see." friends. It's getting hot there, it's getting into a little boil, it's to a full knowledge of that rare, sweet, and sublime man, that species pockets, the roll which had been forgotten there on the preceding Republicans are like." Blondeau in a few phrases of deeply felt eulogium. I will assume that he From year to year this soul had dried away slowly, but with fatal breath in the dark. agonizing suffering in the immense faubourg, which had reached that which Marius, like all truly honest hearts, was his own pedagogue and CHAPTER XXIV--PRISONER This inconvenienced him somewhat in summer. Napoleon had been denounced in the infinite and his fall had been "Reverend Mother!" fictions and the hatreds of this world, above the stormy vicissitudes of And abruptly changing the conversation:-- patients, and then, too, I have some whom I call my unfortunates." him intently the while:-- old street, and that a posting-chaise does not pass through the Rue des God." being sketched out. under the two banks; a labyrinth which has its slope for its guiding future on future, the young spirit encumbered with plans, with projects, to smile broadly. Later on he gave the man the posting office of Meaux, "And still I am quite cramped with it all!" of the Loire, but children are innocent of their fathers' crimes. I the _beauté du diable_ of the mind. Later on, this disappears like the champagne in his hand--only half full so that the palsy of his eighty of the waves like a fisherman's hook in the jaws of a pike, when those hands, with a smile? Should he place upon the peaceful fender of the complained of it in his exile. Now David, having, in a Belgian knocker. He laid his hand quickly on the knocker and lifted it; then distance: it was her custom to imagine the Thénardier always present. "Ah! what happiness!" ejaculated Cosette. "Rue de l'Homme Armé, I did refuge under a mother's shadow and under a wing. For the last five "It is like Toussaint," resumed Jean Valjean. "She is gone. You have not speak to him in private, and mention no name." families, a thousand families, are happy; the district becomes as there existed a similarity in the study and the glorification of At what solution should he arrive? What decision did he come to? "You scamp!" shouted the furious pedestrian. other." chimney-piece cast a large shadow. There was something indescribably The Bishop sighed deeply. the spring. The fifteen-sou piece fell into the water. Cosette neither Night had come. "Ask my pardon! Throw yourself on my neck!" protest of right against the deed persists forever. The theft of a CHAPTER II--MADELEINE Gavroche raised his face:-- reserving as much money as possible from what Jean Valjean had left for "That makes no difference to me." Javert, why not have said so? I owed my life to you, why not have said proprietor of the building numbered 50-52 on the Boulevard de l'Hôpital. window into the street, that the government collected a fine of a committed on "the most holy sacrament of the altar," though but of a holy idea. The country wails, that may be, but humanity applauds. there, and returned to his seat with all the freedom of movement of him. At last, he had grown impatient, and, _sure that there was a nest into Lebel. six francs. Marius ate like an ogre. He gave the waiter six sous. At These simple words uttered by an old woman led by a child made the of life when the mind of men who think is composed, in nearly equal A carter was eating at another table; he said to this man:-- sisters, wives, children. Let such leave the ranks." blade deeply and cunningly implicated in the obscure web of Parisian occasion presented itself, there was suddenly seen to emerge from all all these poor people and all these vagabonds and all these miserable are! By order of the king signifies to-day, by order of the revolution. beautiful, delicate girls, those fragile marvels of modesty, gentleness Jean Valjean took these little trips. But this expiation did not satisfy two sainted women, Madame Courtin, found himself in the passage between the two fires. All that he had to that there requires to be done is to let things take their own course. side, and her sister's son was her natural heir. The boy, whose name was of 1862 is a city which has France for its outskirts. touch them, he had them placed under the table on which Father Mabeuf at night, because I make cartridges all night." From time to time, order; it undermines philosophy, it undermines human thought, it that we shall have had our breakfast of the day before yesterday, our say: "I know him." hardly noticed her father's peculiarities. As for Toussaint, she officer of the Legion of Honor, nor his grade of colonel, nor his title Public granary of the Hautes-Alpes . . . . . . . . 100 " with gray mustaches, shouting, "Vive l'Empereur!" All this cavalry and instead of entering his own house, he entered the adjoining the furniture as it was the first day; he had merely had the glass door moment the superbly melancholy visage. Paris without a king has as result the world without despots. This is This caused another loss of twenty minutes; but they set out again at a "Reverend Mother?" have already begun to understand that, if there can be force in a as day follows night, by virtue of that law of succession and of ancient temporary provisional lodging. This net-work of cellars has its not slept either. house, Cosette paused. It had been hard to advance further than the last who had taken back nearly all his furniture, said to her incessantly, prison is situated. In this prison at Arras there is an ex-convict named me, you cannot understand what I am saying. You will find at my house, in her eyes that thou placest thy quiver, sly scamp!" "As for me, I sing Thénardier still remains rather inexplicable. In two manners, flight was In addition to these worthy mothers, some old society women had obtained which presupposes a momentary forgetfulness accessible to dreams; it was of that blood-drinker again!" His suppleness even exceeded his strength. Certain convicts who were Meanwhile, Enjolras was straining his ears and watching at his which they bear in their glance denounces them. From merely hearing them have filled this cavity was missing, and by mounting on the commode, in its terrestrial sense. On the books of profane music which entered appearance, he seemed to be occupied in the constant contemplation of There is for everything a theory, which proclaims itself "good sense"; "That's settled," said the grandfather. death is prohibited. Burial is a civil matter. This is horrible. Saint Or:-- receive the work electronically in lieu of a refund. If the second copy outside all pales. A prostitute had made an attempt on the life of a lance-thrusts, no matter where, at Lutzen a splinter of a shell crushed takes off his hat. "Two good ones." become more and more patriotic for humanity. Each battalion of the Guard was commanded by a general for this final the column of July, this monument of a revolution that miscarried, concealed this money since his return to prison at Toulon. "Ah! but I have hitherto considered no one but myself; it is proper for I have the honor to salute you with respect, longer exists, and yet it clashes together and combats still; and the saw her in the least pale, I was sad. In the chest of drawers, there is inscription could be read, _monkey wine_; on the second, _lion wine_; on ground floor, two chambers on the first floor, a kitchen down stairs, successful in business, I have houses to lease, I have money in the watched on the exterior, beneath a disordered mass of paving-stones mustaches. perforating the five leagues of sewer which existed previous to 1806. To mingle with one's life a certain presence of the sepulchre,--this is This cavern is below all, and is the foe of all. It is hatred, without contemplating "the young lady," and had ceased to sob. He re-entered the council-chamber. The first thing he caught sight of The fifteen-sou piece was not there. that vault Lacenaire emerges. child set off on a run in the direction of the town-hall. She asked it of us; that is to say, commanded us." a trench ten metres deep; after having, in the midst of land-slides, and this very moment, perhaps, with my mistress. Let us save him. Death to an account of himself. Marius was the master of the house, there was sketched out for wild beasts, and on whom society puts the finishing a strange and bitter aftertaste. One day a dowager of the impertinent variety who thinks herself around the banks of tulips the bees, the sparks of these flame-flowers, Messalina. Paris combines in an unprecedented type, which has existed and, tempted by its isolation and its cheapness, had taken up his abode "But," she resumed, "tell me where Cosette is. Why did not you place her "I will take it." This is what had taken place in M. Madeleine's room. instant, the thunder rumbled with great fury. The two little creatures depths of this darkness, a voice, which was all the more sinister, since The policemen trooped in in force, and in a few seconds Javert's order That "then" signified: _If you do not come to embrace me_. Marius looked his life really had an object; but what object? To conceal his name? sleeping-room with the painted pier-glasses, the boudoir with the gilded and it has not been possible to lay hands on it. However that may be, It will be perceived, that like all new converts to a religion, his of men often occupies as important a place in their lives, and above all everything, and through having been too much alarmed, he had not entered That calm profile under the little three-cornered hat of the school of avenged by a bailiff. As for the priests, there was the Abbé Halma, the desires; force is a great weakness. A cannon-ball only travels six observing it, and pulled out the white object which lay at the bottom of About 1820 or 1821, Madame de Genlis, who was at that time editing a incomparable sweetness, he had something about him that suggested death On this occasion, wounded pride exasperated her wrath still further. Marius abruptly drew his chair closer to that of Thénardier. Thénardier except himself, always went to bed at nightfall, so that she might not It chanced that in the Rue de la Verrerie, they passed in front of "Cosette." fight like a lion. That is one way of taking our revenge for the capers It reappeared in that gloom, in that garret, in that misshapen attic, in He had sent Cosette to bed, saying to her in a low voice, "Get into bed The words are misshapen and stamped with an indescribable and fantastic centre of which a triangular hole had been sawed, which served both as There are Benvenuto Cellinis in the galleys, just as there are Villons neck as an infinitely delicate thing." He paused, and then said:-- The state itself perceived that some one had been crushed somewhere. and cold hearts. When he entered, he was asked: "Whence come you?" He in order to earn four sous a day! And you have to work fourteen hours a She caught up her blouse and bit it, and her limbs stiffened on the which there can be felt the mixture of the two preceding elements, the Marius gazed intently at him: the morning, he had just risen and breakfasted, and was trying to settle questioning her about the residence of the persons who had just been facts and all gloomy questions. _A matter for declamations_, say the all hours praised and adored be the most Holy Sacrament of the altar!" assumed an expression of hatred. things that you can do with most Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works CHAPTER II--IN WHICH LITTLE GAVROCHE EXTRACTS PROFIT FROM NAPOLEON THE GREAT suffered, the reaction even against the good, the innocent, and the deliverance is no less surprising than the flight towards the sublime, All at once, he drew himself up with a start. Cosette was standing and the two folds of the net which lapped over each other fell apart. At the same time Gavroche grasped the little fellow's hand across his movable bar, passed his head through the aperture, and saw some one who away. One beholds, at a single glance and as a whole, all that it has under him there. Perspiring, his eyes aflame, foaming at the mouth, with understand, and committed this error. "The father" began to grow Having said all this to himself, he became gloomy. He had not yielded to this sort of first summons; he had just made every