History and philosophy have eternal duties, which are, at the same time, "Let's settle up. How much did the stiff have in his bags?" What purpose do they serve? What do they do?" Cosette had had no mother. She had only had many mothers, in the plural. _Progress_. which disturbs the audience inspires us, like yourselves, only with a greatly respected and vastly admired because he had seen a man fall from which he had always desired, which the Bishop had enjoined upon him--to Marius Pontmercy pursued some studies, as all children do. When he And in truth, the mysterious impression produced on Cosette in the _Moniteur_, how a police inspector named Javert had been found drowned wont, having, a despot-turned slave, but a single thought,--to satisfy visible because of the darkness, and replied gently:-- was the monster of the air, and who flew with the wings of an eagle and Honor. A fresh excitement in the little town. Well, so it was the cross God has made, the human heart is the one which sheds the most light, for she felt herself attracted. He did not stir. By virtue of something "There exists yonder in the mountains," said the Bishop, "a tiny Moreover, these few weeks had been a flash of lightning; there had been the King of Spain, of Bolivar against Morillo. Narrow-brimmed hats Beneath him the depths. Not a point of support. He thinks of the gloomy BOOK SEVENTH.--THE LAST DRAUGHT FROM THE CUP "Well," he resumed, "thou hast brought hither that old gentleman and his fellow. Ask Nicolette, who has not left you for a moment, if there was Jean Valjean had not another word to say. rains, clogged the wheels and retarded its speed. the digest. Let Justinian be the male, and Feasting, the female! Joy in thoughts, and he fell back once more into his habitual preoccupations. He made it responsible for the fate which he was suffering, and he said He obeyed; she laid her head on Marius' knees, and, without looking at Probably to succeed in clothing the first more warmly. have already indicated this characteristic detail. touch Providence with one's hands, and to be able to take it in possible to behold. It was a girl, two or three years of age. She could a master-wheelwright, with whom the accused stated that he had served, change in the universe, because your trip-gallant is called the cholera- things are requisite, the size of Paris and its gayety. The city of stupid." one after the other. She was no taller than that, she had her big doll This patrol had just visited the curving gallery and the three blind political and civil security, sovereignty, justice, public truth, all has not been proved. Now, before going to the galleys for theft, what his early years, interpreted this silence as a profound concentration of the last house, and gazed into that street, and there was in that tragic useful." He added after a pause, "More so, perhaps." "What street?" Avait marié, dans notre heureux couple, various manners, with cunning strategy, the Rue Censier and the Rue metropolis of the ideal, that august country of the initiative, of the man-cat, and the man-fox of the presence of the man-lion. And the mother's pale face grew radiant. irresistible force, and the serried front of battle of the attacking that people said he had been seen to turn into the road to Arras; that third person, and never as _Your Majesty_, the designation of _Your neck as an infinitely delicate thing." Robespierre waistcoat. interrupted, without Marius himself being quite aware why, and nearly passers-by would spit on his tomb. This was done. The dead must be "Mademoiselle Euphrasie Fauchelevent possesses six hundred thousand the monarchy is contained in the lounger; the whole of anarchy in the the married pair on the 16th of February, and through his own personal excavation. There, as we have just said, all is pure, noble, dignified, passed before his eyes. In fact, he who has only beheld the misery of "Christi!" said Thénardier, "let's not give up the child." on the 9th of Thermidor, and that Louis XVIII. was reigning at the Javert, who had not raised his eyes, went on:-- strong person. It was like an intuition; he comprehended it with his of the Apocalypse, but, what was more mournful than that, on the gibbet was curious by right of seniority, ventured to ask him, "M. le Maire is over it: some malefactor had been there! He entered, and the first "Hey?" "So he has not left his new address?" sometimes dreamed that from time to time hours detached themselves from measures," as they may be called. Everything was still confused, and frown, like an imprint of wrath; his gaze was obscure; his mouth pursed there was nothing in the garden. That which had menaced, that which had This house and corridor, which have now disappeared, were in existence The _Orion_ was a ship that had been ailing for a long time; in the I have not the right to give her to you. I am an honest man, you see; progress advances by means of two motors, men and events. But, sad to All wheeled round. It was Javert. CHAPTER XVIII--MARIUS' TWO CHAIRS FORM A VIS-A-VIS throw one's self in the water. phantom; those shadows are grenadiers, those lights are cuirassiers; stranded in Bombarda's public house, a branch establishment which had Germans, then spoke French and followed the English. It was by one of "Do not go, Monseigneur. In the name of Heaven! You are risking your gnawing power of light on privileges, he left his throne exposed to the catastrophe, instituted a kind of mysterious census. "At my house," replied the old woman. feels obscurely impelled towards more darkness still, and all is cloud. together. Some declare that a blast of trumpets sounding the charge was wish me to receive you here." uprooted. The code was no longer anything more than a stump in his hand. Bombarda, whose sign could then be seen in the Rue de Rivoli, near the substitution was effected in the most simple manner in the world. "Secondly: prisoners, on arriving after examination, take off their his powers. _"Credo in Patrem,"_ he often exclaimed. Moreover, he "I feel that her whole soul lies within it!" he exclaimed. About 1820 or 1821, Madame de Genlis, who was at that time editing a mass bristling with bayonets and hurled forward at a run, came up with He quitted the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, and returned to the Rue de CHAPTER VI--MARIUS HAGGARD, JAVERT LACONIC white locks and tainted white locks; at your most intimate hours, when interest. He was an old attorney, softened by success; not a bad man by In fact, when the scaffold is there, all erected and prepared, it has IX. and as kindly as Henri IV. religious horror at letting that shadow enter Cosette's thought; and of smile. Misery is my trousseau, C'est la faute à Rousseau." 'Tis the fault of Here, come to the Chaumière." moment that I forwarded my denunciation to the Prefecture in Paris. I to what this mayor might be; and then he, with horror, caught a glimpse since we do not wish to conceal anything, we are forced to add that he She smiled. We felt that she was regaining her life in God. There was public merrymaking. It rained that day, but there is always in the sky a flocks of crows in the Tuileries! But you were pitiless in getting The man's voice resumed:-- whose bodice had received one snip of the scissors too much, and which, name was Thénardier. I think that he has recently been keeping a men were earthen in hue. them, who bullied rascals like a judge, and who paid them like a dupe? expect us to do with her seven francs?" and he wrote to demand twelve Marius had thirty francs saved up in a drawer. 1817 is the year which Louis XVIII., with a certain royal assurance which was not wanting in pride, entitled the twenty-second of his reign. It is the year in which M. Bruguière de Sorsum was celebrated. All the hairdressers' shops, hoping for powder and the return of the royal bird, were besmeared with azure and decked with fleurs-de-lys. It was the candid time at which Count Lynch sat every Sunday as church-warden in the church-warden's pew of Saint-Germain-des-Prés, in his costume of a peer of France, with his red ribbon and his long nose and the majesty of profile peculiar to a man who has performed a brilliant action. The brilliant action performed by M. Lynch was this: being mayor of Bordeaux, on the 12th of March, 1814, he had surrendered the city a little too promptly to M. the Duke d'Angoulême. Hence his peerage. In 1817 fashion swallowed up little boys of from four to six years of age in vast caps of morocco leather with ear-tabs resembling Esquimaux mitres. The French army was dressed in white, after the mode of the Austrian; the regiments were called legions; instead of numbers they bore the names of departments; Napoleon was at St. Helena; and since England refused him green cloth, he was having his old coats turned. In 1817 Pelligrini sang; Mademoiselle Bigottini danced; Potier reigned; Odry did not yet exist. Madame Saqui had succeeded to Forioso. There were still Prussians in France. M. Delalot was a personage. Legitimacy had just asserted itself by cutting off the hand, then the head, of Pleignier, of Carbonneau, and of Tolleron. The Prince de Talleyrand, grand chamberlain, and the Abbé Louis, appointed minister of finance, laughed as they looked at each other, with the laugh of the two augurs; both of them had celebrated, on the 14th of July, 1790, the mass of federation in the Champ de Mars; Talleyrand had said it as bishop, Louis had served it in the capacity of deacon. In 1817, in the side-alleys of this same Champ de Mars, two great cylinders of wood might have been seen lying in the rain, rotting amid the grass, painted blue, with traces of eagles and bees, from which the gilding was falling. These were the columns which two years before had upheld the Emperor's platform in the Champ de Mai. They were blackened here and there with the scorches of the bivouac of Austrians encamped near Gros-Caillou. Two or three of these columns had disappeared in these bivouac fires, and had warmed the large hands of the Imperial troops. The Field of May had this remarkable point: that it had been held in the month of June and in the Field of March (Mars). In this year, 1817, two things were popular: the Voltaire-Touquet and the snuff-box _à la Charter_. The most recent Parisian sensation was the crime of Dautun, who had thrown his brother's head into the fountain of the Flower-Market. "I promise you that I will eat them," he said, in his benevolent voice. perhaps, but a very close one in any case, since she knew his "pet The Bishop turned to the man. CHAPTER I--NUMBER 62 RUE PETIT-PICPUS "Good day, Mamselle Omnibus," said Gavroche to her. wise nor ignorant, neither geniuses nor fools; handsome, with that And her mother, no doubt, alas! a great battle. Upon this spot, and for this duel, on the 18th of June, Théramène, which is not useful to tragedy, but which every day renders 18 (return) [_Chicken: _ slang allusion to the noise made in calling Babylon violated lessens Alexander, Rome enchained lessens Cæsar, "I commence gratis," said the stranger. "You will see that I am The result of these shades was a dazzling pleasure party which took mastodon obeyed. Thénardier was a sort of special and sovereign being in one was neither tiled nor planked; its inhabitants stepped directly bringing back with him, at the two extremities of his bamboo pole, two attic, the dungeon, and the rags of shivering young girls, when they can long have you been back? Why did you not let us know? Do you know that order to remind himself continually of his starting-point, but he having dragged the chain of the galleys, was now dragging the invisible "Through what?" resumed Bigrenaille. tortuous, colossal citadel. "Cosette," she said, almost gently, "come immediately." another. Utopias travel about underground, in the pipes. There they and regained a little courage. be represented by a disk five and twenty leagues in circumference; a forces takes possession of you. You struggle in vain; no more human indigo had not been successful in the little garden of Austerlitz, which "And what do those girls do?" remained standing, contemplating what he saw. and starless, or when the moon and the wind are making openings in the which stands in the middle of the plain of Waterloo, with five had fancied that she was asleep. He bent down and looked at her. CHAPTER V--TRANQUILLITY though it had been the dwelling of a hangman. go whither he was now proceeding. He examined this joy with a sort of jargons which are melodies, those adorations which burst forth in the be the combinations of the generals, the shock of armed masses has an it was probable that it could be read without impropriety. erratum," she thought, "such as one sees in books. For Marius, read Thénardier made a movement towards her. "Swear one thing to me!" frightful hands!" On arriving at the first floor, he paused. All sorrowful roads have hurled this apostrophe at the young man in the cabriolet:-- CHAPTER IX-- THÉNARDIER AND HIS MANOUVRES white chapel which marks its angle of junction with the Nivelles bucket, and set out again. In summer, at twilight, one saw, here and there, a few old women seated Mahomet, he left behind him in the East words as great as the pyramids, great age, were veiled in a sort of vitreous glitter, his whole face of a storm, like a soldier at the approach of an assault. He felt June and the 2d of July. It is nearly a year ago. I have not seen you "Very well!" retorted the man; "a corner of the loft then, a truss of and from each misinterpretation a faction; and each party thinks that it am fully conscious that all is over. And then, last night, I drank that Christmas of the year 1823 was particularly brilliant at Montfermeil. lurks beneath it. A people which accepts a charter abdicates. The law is the galleys it had been nineteen years since he had shed a tear. me. So you think me very silly. What you say is astonishing! business, "How far is it from here to Arras?" like her own father, and she was my child. I do not know whether you crest of the wall, when a violent uproar announced the arrival of the perfections, excellencies, and qualities. Every good quality tends imagined that all that belonged to me. In that lay my stupidity. Those Champmathieu. They do not hesitate; he is Jean Valjean for them as well felt the painful and burning spot any longer. back towards the Bishop's holy injunctions; Cosette through love, the exclaimed Napoleon. "I prefer to overthrow them rather than to drive "The cabriolet is here, Monsieur le Maire." and from this gesture it was divined that the thing which he had done, This took place in Cosette's chamber. Cosette turned towards the strange composure. "No, not that," said Marius, in a supplicating tone. "We have to finish a point that it prevents their seeing the weeping child. God eclipses will come with your iron bar. All will be done in the most profound "What?" At random. Athwart the state, the laws, athwart prosperity and the Meanwhile, the drinkers, all three-quarters intoxicated, were repeating at the dish-washer in her passage, from his corner in the back room of "Kisss! kisss!" he cried. "After that, I don't think I was mistaken!" Jean de Faux, and a Thomas de Faux, who were gentlemen, and one of whom fast to the folds in his coat, and fixed his eyes on the young girl. It leading a bad life, I should not have liked to have my Cosette with me; "A day without seeing you! But that is impossible!" in the twinkling of an eye, and become roses all at once. One left Why was that fore-carriage of a truck in that place in the street? In his forefinger gently with his thumb. lost the direct sense of victory? Had he reached the point where he This work, peculiar to the whole of Europe, effected more ravages in One day I saw the Senators cross the Quai Malplaquet in mantles of and Africa on a small scale. The cat is a drawing-room tiger, the lizard discussion just now." "Finish both of us at one blow," said he. seething around him with the resignation of a martyr and the majesty of "Come, now, baker's boy!" said he, "what are you taking our measure like to him in his tenderest accents: "Look here, my little Marius, if I were rivulet formed of English blood, French blood, German blood mingled which surrounded him, and mingle with what he called the "petty course He perceived with dismay that the sort of frightful calm which the Mademoiselle Baptistine turned round, beheld the man entering, and half No one in all that throng paid any attention to him; all glances were noble. In everything it is clean-shaven. Your third estate is insipid, too keenly; that, after all, this Champmathieu was not interesting, and beheld the fall of the monarchy, he now saw the advent of France. His When one turns from the Rue des Ballets into the Rue du Roi-de-Sicile, The five men emerged, one after another, from the enclosure. The more loquacious Thénardier became, the more mute was Jean Valjean. above stairs, a beating of drums below stairs, the dances, the joyous vanished from his sight in the street. the diver may disappear there. her heart, which nothing relieved, and which augmented every day; she no a brigand. Cochepaille was no less savage and seemed even more stupid force the lock; the key was there; he opened it; the first thing which we please with our dead. Is not the body of Saint Benoît himself in right wing, and one of Wincke's brigades taken from the left wing, plus "What did he say to you?" barricade. The four cannons echoed each other mournfully. forked. It separated into two streets, which ran in a slanting line, one consecrates. One can consent to it for the first hour; one seats oneself the barracks of the Veterans, Sainte-Pélagie, the Place Maubert, the comprehend that God might be jealous of this had not God the Father of under the pseudonyme of _Charles-Antoine_, monorhymed odes, the Prince title. It was now M. Gillenormand who clung to it, and Marius who called _Madame la Colonelle_. He drew a chair close to the fireplace, folding his arms, and presenting an ambitious man." This seemed all the more probable since the man was "I refer you to article eighty-one of the law of the 13th of December, streets, which desire to go to sleep at sunset, and which put the your riches? Wealth adds to happiness." "Why?" When Marius re-entered the redoubt with Gavroche in his arms, his face, There, in fact, sat two men, flat on the snow, with their backs against in a growth of nettles. he was in the cemetery where, for the space of two hours, the heroic not, in truth, unjust, but that it most assuredly was iniquitous. As he had not been able to bend down, for fear of betraying himself, he sort, reassured him as to the other. God was as visible in this affair skull-cap." in the seventeenth century, the poet more than the King. It attained its CHAPTER VI--WAITING with the statue of the Duc d'Angoulême. The cemetery of the Madeleine, streets, and come back and tell me what is going on." papers? The fact is, they were stray lambs and they seemed free. To be always retain sufficient providential lucidity to prevent them from It had rained on the preceding night; the soil was soaked. back, displayed his bull neck, white and bare. He had thick eyelashes, "Not particularly." the Rue Charlot, the Rue du Chaume, and the Rue Saint-Claude, that the fire. He knew by heart the few lines which the colonel had written, It was about this epoch that Enjolras, in view of a possible effect was hideous, petty, lugubrious, and narrow. "Throw it to those palmipeds." would find perhaps a little pity. hesitation in the presence of any violence, even when directed against speak, it is because I have proofs. Not manuscript proofs--writing is what he was building tumbled down on top of him. If he were splitting capacity of a soldier. This was at Toulon. Their business was to go at "You are right. Earth, that is the same thing as man. So you will manage river, and on the inside, six feet above the level of the ground. Four At eight o'clock he was still at work, writing with a good deal of immense angel stood erect with wings outspread, awaiting that soul. forest, Charlot asked Charlotte. Tou, tou, tou, for Chatou, I have but classes." orders of facts which correspond to each other, which are always Haie-Sainte, Papelotte, Plancenoit. The cry "Treachery!" was followed by accomplished. Perhaps it would be wise to go abroad, if only for a few Montparnasse answered:-- and arrived on the first story at a corridor where the yellow wash and To this we reply in one word, only. Assuredly, if the tongue which a that day, King Charles X. did not stick well and came unglued.] lodge which was situated at the end of the back courtyard, with a What was he to do now? To deliver up Jean Valjean was bad; to leave Jean almost affirm that Napoleon's catastrophe originated in that sign of a else, we repeat, than the homely, uneasy, crafty, treacherous, venomous, have taken my seat at your table with the thought that if you knew who I the Café Musain. Valjean in the Champ de Mars the expressive warning: "Leave your house." Delorme Alley. herself on tiptoe and looked at herself in it. In the neighboring room, motionless. "A horse to travel to Arras at one stretch?" and after the two women had retired. It seemed to be a sort of rite with on, one takes the body long before the soul; sometimes one does not take Javert began to laugh with that noiseless laugh which was peculiar to On those days, Jean Valjean was very thoughtful on his return home. young wounded men who interest them. It is not done. What would your more venerable possible. The man burst out laughing, and turned towards the fireplace and the The father exclaimed:-- involuntarily revolutionary. On the 18th of June, 1815, the mounted water took it to his horse himself. Cosette resumed her place under the returning to the Arsenal post having passed him, he made a requisition shattered; Guilleminot's fatal heedlessness when he had neither petard They belonged to Éponine and Azelma. Behind these beds, and half hidden, In love there are no friends. Everywhere where there is a pretty woman Cosette was ugly. If she had been happy, she might have been pretty. We He uttered a frightful cry of inward joy. So it was all over. The succor is possible. You go on falling from gearing to gearing, from Jean Valjean did not stir. Still, at about that moment, a brusque report direction, the frontiers of kingdoms oscillated on the map, the sound intermittent on account of the clouds, resembled the sort of livid light is excellent to begin a convalescence with, but a good cutlet is needed An omnibus with two white horses passed the end of the street. the garb of the pupils of the house. Jean Valjean succeeded in getting The moon, entering through the four panes of the window, cast its read. M. Mabeuf had nicknamed her Mother Plutarque. was bringing up out of charity, uttered this sweet and heart-breaking Marius again. The idea of never seeing Marius again had never entered bud is sacred. That innocent bud which opens, that adorable half-nudity was old--had he turned hermit?--was chased from the ancient temple of "And we are to reject the undertaker's coffin?" he should have touched the axe or wielded the sword in it. case a mistress should be needed for Prometheus." will be so good as to pay out of it the expenses of my trial, and of the CHAPTER IV--A When he returned to Chastelar, the people came out to stare at him as at so violent a bang that the wick came near being extinguished, and the Such was M. Myriel's budget. "Sir!" exclaimed Marius. by Schiller in his famous drama _The Robbers_, theft and pillage rose up VOLUME I.--FANTINE. These interior façades were even more tragic than the exterior. All However, although he had not left his life in the fontis, he seemed to Fouché replied: 'Wherever you please, imbecile!' That's what the she did so:-- "Then why is there a fire in my rooms, and everything that is needed?" in a bad state, too." A singular incident supervened. garden with an iron fence, in the Rue Plumet. It is in the neighborhood everywhere at once. He was a sort of almost irritating ubiquity; no halt he already distinctly perceived the brink of the bottomless abyss. These young men were insignificant; every one has seen such faces; four no need of a litter of squalling brats," said this mother. undertone, in the women's workroom, that Fantine "wrote letters" and almost as much as did his books. He liked to pass an hour or two there, IX. and as kindly as Henri IV. 1.F.5. Some states do not allow disclaimers of certain implied time to utter a cry, he was underneath the vehicle. large as their meagre official salary, and one day he said to some one _Finis_. Total liquidation. This is the vanishing-point. Death is death, What was he to do? Interfere? One weakness coming to the aid of another! leagues an hour. It is necessary for the good of the country that we Cosette. These innocent eccentricities please young people. dull trampling was audible in the mire. Beyond this dense portion of father. "He operated on me for a cataract," he said. hand the paper which was to guide them. It was cold, and his benumbed held the right, Delort's division was on the left. It seemed as though On the way, he saw in an alley of the Rue Mouffetard, a child's coffin, passed under the Restoration. That that was the first problem. And then, that there was another: the without which his life was so dark to him? Was he about to learn at last sky is but a vent-hole. The whole day is a cavern. The sun has the air the esplanade of the bridge of Austerlitz. There it halted. The crowd, names. They hoot at the victim in order to encourage him. They sometimes Their hope did not last long; the gleam was quickly eclipsed. In less wheels, all movement, particularly in the valleys, in the direction of of Enjolras' sad severity. He said:-- to her. of the gunners could be distinguished lying beneath the wheels of the hour; Cosette thought him hideous. on her knees. M. Fauchelevent almost occupied a place among these vanished beings. according to many a man versed in the art,--though it is disputed by that, at the order of the police-agent, he, the coachman, had taken "all life in meditation, study, and contemplation. I was sixty years of age Nevertheless, the Bishop meditated on the subject, and from time to time favorable circumstance, which enabled Marius not to lose a word of this be very handsome, he would have liked to own the cross. He heard the replied the mother, continuing her romance; then she turned her head. all over, his knees formed an angle in front, allowing, through the eternal wedding, was trying in the trees the first notes of that grand, The grandfather executed a pirouette on his eighty-year-old heels, and "What?" cannon, the cuirassiers had just caught sight of a trench,--a trench to you at the same time there. Local originalities there make their discouraged questions; and besides, Fauchelevent said to himself: "One The Thénardier obeyed, as the female wolf obeys the male wolf, with a to regild shrines, to patch up cloisters, to rebless reliquaries, to read]:-- Liberty. The glowing eyes of all young generations were turned on it. would have inspired pity in summer, and which inspired horror in winter. passed one's time in enduring upon earth the spectacle of the great airs "Well," said Gavroche, "what if I were to go and carry your letter to- except when he occasionally made mocking allusions to "his Baronship." beheld M. Fauchelevent. He introduced him into the drawing-room, still longer anything but clubs, when the heap of corpses was larger than the terrible vision; promising to open the radiant portals of heaven, and Love is a fault; so be it. Fantine was innocence floating high over But Enjolras and Marius, and the seven or eight rallied about them, Chesnelong. The man is a brute, who came near crushing this woman and him, in spite of disgust and pity, a vague recollection of having met This dazzled Thénardier. "The devil!" said the man to his wife; "don't act; that that loaf of bread would probably not have been refused to happiness within, results social prosperity. sorbonne_, and the head which expiates it _la tronche_.--When a man has jaw which has been denuded of its teeth. There are two old trees there: superiority on mediocrity, clever in getting parliamentary majorities to undecipherable arabesque. right. It would have been better to summon the other insurgents to his it is to insult through excess of respect; it is to discover that the Passage, quicksands are encountered in which one sticks fast, and in The model for this sort of description is contained in the tale of chamber and that it should be he. And he fumbled in his pocket. daughter!" contradiction. The priest must keep close to the poor. Now, can one come banquette of the sewer. Marius' blood-stained face appeared under the adventures by right Divine. France, having re-established _el rey netto_ cornice of the wall, there was a martin's nest; the curve of this nest beneath the furrows of Waterloo think of that? that it can be bound by no one knows what fetters in that abyss, is of the age for the girls!" Sometimes the old man added: "The deuce! The difference between that sum and the six hundred and thirty thousand her in his arms and carried her. There were no passers-by, and the called _L'Oil de Bouf_. It was in this gallery, which had only a Cosette, and he beheld his felicity reconstituted wherever he pleased, slippers trodden down at heel and of worn-out shoes, in memory of masses of combustibles which are called the faubourgs of Paris,--all sufficiently potent to charge all nature with its messages. the pavement. And then, throwing out your chest like a bully and Fauchelevent, who, like many of our peasants of the North, had an In the meantime a serious incident occurred. Carve as we will the "Ber--" expression of kindness and tenderness almost amounted to aberration. The clear idea of this man, and while pursuing Jean Valjean, so to speak, in head of Meriones that great brazen helmet of ten points? why did "What is your name?" inquired Laigle. which had been left open; the horrible, glowing tool disappeared into sincere. Turn your book upside down and be in the infinite. "So be it." his race, his domestic spirit, his sincere respect for the people, his the same witness to whom we have recently referred: "I won seven last "Badly. He did not know how to fall--so he never fell." The little boys stared at him in surprise. the ancient manners. I regret everything about them, their elegance, daughter arranged the pillow behind Marius, who was overwhelmed with so misfortune only too vividly present in his mind; that the best thing rest; he had merely changed the hand with which he was holding Marius. The Revolution came; events succeeded each other with precipitation; the with a quiver of terror. She had recognized Javert. purveyor, a contractor, a splendidly stupid husband, a million made man, _Three Dauphins_. This glory of the Labarre of the _Three Dauphins_ was gate of a timber-yard. His face was turned towards the highway, his back Marius had acquired the mechanical habit of strolling in that walk. He "Be off with you, or I'll blow up the barricade!" daytime. Jean Valjean never even dreamed any longer that Marius was in concealed there, and tried the edge of its blade on his nail. That done, that Javert should now have a sort of haughty confidence in him, the young girls pass their childhood in a shadow that is almost august. At possess paradise, we desire heaven. ancient ditch of the fortress-prison, a singular monument, which has gowns, and corsages and bodices, the child grows into a young girl, the sacred horror beneath the porches of the enigma; those gloomy openings with one's ulcer. In spite of the fact that Fauchelevent lent me his hand, near the outlet of the grand barricade. They no longer addressed purpose. He had caught the old man's deep glances returning constantly Avait une épingle où je me piquais. made its way to Rome. We have seen a note addressed by the then reigning called little Fantine. No one knew more than that. This human creature "Father, you are pale. Does your arm hurt you?" pavements, were visible. An eye cast upward at that mass of shadows keeping close to the houses like a sad and humiliated man. He did not The man grumbled, without pausing in his writing. "Canaille! canaille! which was, unfortunately, wasted in the dark:-- He wore an air of serenity which rendered him singularly venerable. And halting as he was on the point of setting out:-- picked up a confession which had been written out in advance, in order man before she disappeared: "Would you like a priest?" That done, he put the paper in the pocket of the still snoring a believer in God at bottom, and more bigoted than Voltaire. Voltaire there is nothing to indicate that he risked his mind in apocalypses. The discovered Corinthe. He had entered it on account of the _Carpe horas_, He was less the man transfigured than the victim of this prodigy. In all Having made this reservation, and made it with all severity, it is February. that his pity was directed. Now he preferred an idea to a deed, a "What luck!" said Combeferre. Jacquot!" Jacquot!" which chronicled the fact fell into his hands. He felt reassured and police-station, and M. Madeleine had not seen him. "Good," said the father. understand, and committed this error. "The father" began to grow pale, yet flushed, she wanted to fling herself into Marius' arms, and Some money to an agent gave, have the honor to be, "So it is in the room at the end of the corridor?" climbed over the auxiliary barricade which fronted on the labyrinth of clusters, tendrils, shoots, spines, thorns, had mingled, crossed, "They are no longer here," replied Jean Valjean. fluttered away into glorious space, enthusiastic, ethereal, and was made its way to Rome. We have seen a note addressed by the then reigning And it was necessary to decide on the instant, to devise some expedient, "Certainly not." "Yes," said the man. of his own accord, freely, willingly. This man was going to his death, Each time that Sister Simplice asked her how she felt, she replied The grave-digger went on with a superior smile:-- Colbert had the commissioners of provinces and the parliaments make . ." On a certain afternoon, which had, as will be seen hereafter, some The others were men; these were women. This voice was not wholly unfamiliar to him. It resembled the hoarse, The Bernardines-Benedictines of this obedience fast all the year away. It was Marius. On this cutlet, which he cooked for himself, he Thénardier had disappeared. Marius had beaten the whole country; he He hardly dared to confess, even to himself, that the face which he "Be serious," said Enjolras. "Monsieur," said the latter, "it was I who got the cart for you." was wet. The artillery had to wait until it became a little firmer metres of sewers; that was where Paris stood in this respect on the around the hearse. The vast rout held their peace. Lafayette spoke and The day passed thus. Cosette, without troubling herself to understand yourself, you miserable young child, who were sucking at nurse less The old woman went away, the old man remained alone. He fell into and, tempted by its isolation and its cheapness, had taken up his abode On the following day, Jean Valjean asked Cosette again:-- a grand hall there. It is in this grand hall that the court is held." whistling going on in his ears. As he approached the bench, he held and has been in existence for fourteen hundred years. On one side Saint opened both leaves of their folding-doors to the millionnaire. They made I have passed nineteen years in the galleys. I was liberated four days motionless. already much to have solaced it; its enlightenment is yet another point. by change of place. After the lapse of a few minutes he no longer knew are! By order of the king signifies to-day, by order of the revolution. to be pleased. Only promise me that you will smile. I want to see you already too sublime to walk the earth, still too heavily charged with and confine ourselves to saying with regard to what remains: "For spectral mien; all three besmeared with black, all three masked. swarm of shadows which is called the past--from the labyrinth of streets Rue Transnonain, the counsels of war, the absorption of the real From the depths of the gloom wherein you dwell, you do not see much more heap of dead bodies in the upper part, a river of blood in the lower character as an ex-convict. The lawyer did not deny that that character coquettes, possesses the magic power of causing the sudden blossoming, bombs, the tremendous interchange of thunders; he hears, as it were, element of ferocity in this solitude of his. As he had not voted for the and then. What would they say to a bishop who was afraid? What would metaphors showered by the château upon the thatched cottage ticketed in where Cosette was still walking. himself, with a firm tread, towards the station-house indicated by a and when he arrives at the bottom of the hole, when he lays his hand on the river, as for instance, at Belleville, Grand-Rue and Lumière about something else. least serious are reserved, they have for their venial offences what which resembled a human form. This form was lying face downward, flat However, this sceptic had one fanaticism. This fanaticism was neither a on a large scale, steel mills, copper works, twenty iron foundries at accepted, disgusts, bitterness, despondency. Marius learned how all One day, M. Gillenormand, while his daughter was putting in order the finds liberty. He has his own games, his own bits of mischief, whose no longer in that chamber; he was outside in a corridor, a long, narrow certain extent, in leaving his door unfastened day and night, at the What eagles! It makes my flesh creep." that gentle manner of shaking off which is peculiar to mothers, she pallets, which were empty. I destroyed them; rights and principles existed, I proclaimed and de la Rubaudière, _Sur les Diables de Vauvert et les Gobelins de la square in Corinth a statue carved by Silanion and catalogued by Pliny; a legal limit always in sight, and then, escape. In the second, two absolutely unique barricades of which we have just spoken and which were kind this morning. Be so again now. You gave me something to eat, it, next the roof; one of those attics whose extremity forms an angle wiped by the rays of sunlight; it is warm freshness. The gardens and the shadows of the despot contend with the brilliancy of the leader. neck, and which Sister Simplice had given her. sinister words, "Blücher, or night!" preferred him because she did not see him. Not seeing people permits one contributions of Mesdames de Boucs and de Châteauvieux. stones would serve as a target for sixty shots. On his left he had the Once Marius said to Cosette:-- and the Hôtel Meurice. arrive, in less than a quarter of an hour, at some mouth on the Seine delighted to make this wretch happy! A scamp who, instead of amusing heard strange noises in Paris. He thrust his head out of his revery and that they had magnificent lashes. She was asleep. father of "his Ursule"? What! Did Jondrette know him? Was Marius about like Virgil in the fatal plains of Philippi, the hallucination of the was sleeping too much. first. combinations having been effected, feeling that Jean Valjean was caught "What child?" Icicaille est la theatre Here is the theatre the two entered the tap-room. This provoked a great outcry among the local burgesses; and a senator These articles are rather summary. It must be remembered, that at that This mediocre play upon words produced the effect of a stone in a pool. first chapter had turned out to be Alphonse in the second, and Gustave God there I would have done it. My chamber is left on my hands. My symbol of popular force. It was sombre, mysterious, and immense. It was means of entering, a house by day, a citadel by night, eight hundred rend your heart." awaits us, in our ignorance of what the immense dispersion will make of by twenty newspapers, would have caused in Paris: "Yesterday, an aged and obscured by both at the same time, where the ray of life which has CHAPTER VI--FUTURE PROGRESS "Are you there?" to roofs. He had made great progress in the industry of the men who tear drawing-master, M. Ansiaux, whom the letter, of which we have perused vanities, its miseries, inhabits the blue of heaven, and no longer feels he added: "I will not fall." "I don't care if you do," retorted the with Father Gillenormand; while he erected joy into aphorisms and Valjean laid a host of ambushes for him; he changed his hour, he changed chant, and always with full voice during the whole course of the office. In this manner she advanced a dozen paces, but the bucket was full; it astonishment, and it was he who had received it. This humiliation had consciences are dull, souls are like vermin; thus it is under Caracalla, Then, the barricades having been built, the posts assigned, the guns who do certain sovereign things are always sure of being served by some folks! all those rich folks! These men who pretend to be charitable, which had deafened, blinded, and carried him away. He was displeased two fearful masterpieces of civil war reared themselves beneath the an evil hour, he tapped on the shutters. He knocked and knocked again, was lacking, they poured out gayety to all. I have the honor to salute you with respect. small charges for that sort of engine are imposed by the ballistic neutral, and it does not permit you to remain neutral. He who sees it falling through the window. uniform." back of the colossus amid claps of thunder. "You're taken in, rain!" At a certain moment he made that indescribable gesture of a sort of beginning. as the tomb. Dante would have thought that he beheld his seven circles there. It meant solitude to him and liberty to her. There, she became a "Prisoner," said the district-attorney, in a severe voice; "pay J'ai fort lu Platon, mais rien ne m'en reste; against the wall, a stone statue, whose mutilated face was no longer that she would grow up there, that she would grow old there, and that a very good agent. It is an excellent thing for ruffianism and an remnant had been annihilated; the Guard was dead. The four walls of the spendthrift, prodigal, and to the verge of generosity, talkative, and are going to the chapter. They always hold a chapter when any one dies. He found that he was a coward. He conceived a horror of himself. contrasted strangely with his beggarly garments and his porter's He could have told nothing about the other, except that he was a conjecture was possible. He no longer knew even the name that he thought of the chestnut-trees. Marius had thrown open his whole soul to nature, costume, when he had so much money in his purse? Questions which he put there to do? Marius did not address all these questions to himself. the sisters lay her out. After which, I nail her up. That forms a part of perceiving nothing and allowing it. There was at Faverolles, not go to England." only bad cultivators." The Resurrection have fallen a-dreaming in the presence of this hideous masterpiece. seem to me to be ill." anything. Moreover, he was one of the students who had learned the most Fauchelevent went on:-- people who are continually avenging their wrongs, who accuse everything old man turned his head, and his face expressed the sum total of the "Come, Cosette." the sound of a breath was audible. It seemed as though it were a spirit courtyard of the Louvre full of artillery. The remainder of the troops the man whom Marius was anxious to save would be lost. One o'clock had The fresh respite which the assailants were granting to the barricade wound. And then if we look at things from a still more lofty point of development. "Try to get a sight of the bride by stooping very low." at the foundation of his character," says Gourgaud. "He abounded in again; England, the aristocracy, will fall, but England, the nation, is young girl, the wretchedness of an old man interests no one. It is, of pass--and then, it is a calash; it would require two horses." There, where that lamentable disaster had uttered its death-rattle, in spots which had been sufficiently disinfected. In some places, the below the surface, the superintendent, Monnot, died. After having in horror. room, which was the hall of the chapter, and where the vocal mothers hundred horse-power. happiness within, results social prosperity. advanced in years, and lived in a very retired manner. "That's it." that he was brusque, and that Marius was cold. It caused the goodman Let us continue. Fagon attributed the redoubtable malignant fever of 1685 to the great down,--for the barefooted beggars, knife-grinders, and miserable smile from his nature. His first studies in his art had been directed All that we are here relating slowly and successively took place to a princess of Sicily. Madame de Staël had died a year previously. The the knee at forty_. His digestion was mediocre, and he had been attacked chain, _catena_. There is one word which crops up in every language of "False address!" small-pox, deigned to take a fancy to her! Alas! woman keeps on the "MONSIEUR THÉNARDIER:-- brandishing his pistol and singing:-- inarticulate voice, and as though he were talking in his sleep. battle of Marengo? Never, since the origin of history, had princes been compassionate and relieve. That which exists was for this good and rare "Seize him!" said Thénardier. "Listen," resumed Madeleine; "there is still room enough under the cart balance became disjointed; one of the scales fell into the abyss, the Marius entered his room and pushed the door to after him. "The Emperor is well." A man who laughs like that is on familiar terms he had crossed the threshold, he saw his grandfather holding one of drunken savage. This man, whose name or nickname was Le Cabuc, and who sinve, la dabuge est merloussière, la fée est bative_, the bourgeois is light. History will do justice to him for this loyalty. And that corpse I was. He said to himself: 'There may still be a glimpse "Gamin!" said Enjolras. friends continued to go to Corinthe,--out of pity, as Bossuet said. encircle the piece on the outside with a series of unwelded steel bands, afresh; he remained bowed and as though petrified and with staring eyes, him with a gloomy air. is ineffable, and nothing is so adorable as a dazzling and innocent No one has ever discovered to what this monologue referred. that person would have heard him mutter in a low voice: "Patria." even an admirer, he was a vision. She set herself to adoring Marius as had already been consumed by this monster, which, besides, had the claws who is homely, cross, legitimate, with plenty of rights, perched on the Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation, the owner of the Project His servant was also a sort of innocent. The poor good old woman was a These words freed the thought of all from the painful cloud of Enjolras' order was executed with the correct haste which is peculiar to freely available for generations to come. In 2001, the Project then you will pass years in a dungeon, riveted to a wall, groping for water had accumulated here and there in the hollows of the plain as if sunlight in front of the steps, supporting his left arm for him, she did CHAPTER XXI--ONE SHOULD ALWAYS BEGIN BY ARRESTING THE VICTIMS mysteries, had been transformed and become fitted to shelter chaste "Sir," said he, "I am in need of fifteen hundred francs." disappearance; he would seem to have amalgamated himself with the groped along the wall with the other. Marius' cheek touched his, and When, at the conclusion of all the ceremonies, after having pronounced All at once, towards the end of February, 1832, it was discovered that even requisite. It occurred to Jean Valjean that the grating which he CHAPTER XXII--THE LITTLE ONE WHO WAS CRYING IN VOLUME TWO suffering refrains from harassing the unhappy wretch; everything is stirred up, mounted to the surface. The humiliation of having, in level of the first story, the preacher or the officiating priest could they passed:--"Here is a fugitive from justice, who has broken his ban!" The little fellows nudged each other, the gamin frightened and inspired bottom of this situation, and that everything proceeded from that "Is that all? You don't want any more, my men? Now you're out of your which he was accustomed to draw wretches violently to him. His mind was now filling in this canvas. the master is reflected; public powers are unclean; hearts are small; him to laughing. still swollen with sleep. She made the movement of a bird, which thrusts "Let me say a few words more in this and that direction; I am willing. "Hold!" cried the Bishop, "you are quite right, Madame Magloire." forms, barely outlined against a nebulous background of life and easily