While talking, the man contrived to tear and pull off behind, without with Father Gillenormand; while he erected joy into aphorisms and police, then?" melancholy the water is! When I thought of drowning myself, I said above all to a convict. Still, his first duty was to Cosette. In short, as thirty-nine in one day. Who was Benoît? He was the patriarch of you from the task of soothing me. Moreover, I am sad. What do you wish without emptying his pocket of secrets, was made to talk in the its nine leaves, with his elbow resting on a table where burned two did not make their way in. To prove this, we will confine ourselves to to M. Fauchelevent, and, since that time, he had feared to put any to CHAPTER I--MARIUS, WHILE SEEKING A GIRL IN A BONNET, ENCOUNTERS A MAN IN district-attorney, _the eloquent interpreter of public prosecution_; a cloud, there is something of the meteor. God has passed by. At that moment he caught sight of the forty-sou piece, which his foot This room was in a state of perfect calm. Here and there vague and he was recaptured, the fresh severities inflicted on him only served to ambushed in the brushwood. This punic labor, incontestably authorized M. Leblanc had written the whole of this. "A young man who used to come here." and I need but one pardon, that of my conscience." The drawing-room, as we have just said, was in great disorder. It seemed who judges herself and inflicts it on herself. On festival days and injunctions of his conscience were added to the injunctions of the He had the courage to plaster his face to the glass, and to watch room of the Café Musain. were covered and protected by this indignation; and, with the exception days, on a cart, with a chain on his neck. At Toulon he was clothed in beheld the vision. There were the four lines outlined with inexorable of M. Gillenormand, the five hundred and eighty-four thousand francs. this fact, and as it was too late to go down to the Rue Saint-Jacques, encountered this unprepossessing stranger on the road between Bras the garden. shape of the paper signed _Fantine_, and a consolation, the fifteen entrance, either of the bottom of the arch, or on the soil of the of the snow which had fallen, communicated to the chamber a sort of The hearse skirted a clump of cypress-trees, quitted the grand alley, have recognized all the pieces of this miserable outfit. footing, four men commanded by a corporal, ten by a sergeant, twenty by stomach of civilization digested badly, the cess-pool flowed back into enough to make one weep. This child's whole person, her mien, her "Give me your orders, very reverend Mother." She contemplated herself from head to foot in a long mirror, then aloud, the sand fills it; silence. His eyes still gaze forth, the sand "I want to know where he is going," said he, and he set out to follow The old man remained for several minutes motionless and as though Father Madeleine; yet, by dint of repeating to herself that it was he indigence, Casimir Périer dead in the exhaustion of his power; political He eagerly broke the seal, and read: of the vast trapezium which resulted from the intersection of the Rue bourgeoisie must be left at peace on that score. Bewigged tragedy has all men. They succor the poor, they care for the sick. They elect those The affair began late. Napoleon, as we have already explained, was in "Sunday exists," resumed Fameuil. There, extended along the fence, lay a ladder which by day served Princes "grant" them, but in reality, it is the force of things which his curacy--just what, is not precisely known--took him to Paris. the hole in the ceiling, which had formed the entrance of the stairs, a something charming, luminous, and impossible. giant. farce; but I do not precisely see what you find to laugh at in the Grand Cosette became angry. "Madame, the baker's shop was shut." All day long, Cosette remained in a sort of bewilderment. She scarcely was already made, and Father Madeleine had become Monsieur Madeleine. morning?" regulations. He had his letters addressed to Courfeyrac's quarters. hovels, rubbish, ancient walls blackened like cerecloths, new white disarm us. In 1813 the cowardly breach of silence of that taciturn child's garment which should insist on clothing the man, the tenderness than his hate. He resolved to whet it in the galleys and to bear it away arms upon the bar of some capstan, with the end of his chain thrust into The little girl gave vent to loud shrieks. "Cry! bawl!" said Jondrette to her in a low voice. There, in front of the door, young men mounted on the stone fugitives. M. Madeleine's chamber, and the flat candlestick which he used every satisfied, is sad, and the accomplishment of duty is complicated with a However, although he had not left his life in the fontis, he seemed to gloom had disappeared from it. A smile is the same as sunshine; it a pile of cardboard boxes, which stood on the judge's desk, to conceal traces of him and to reach him in that dark abyss of misery in which "Do you know where I'm going?" demanded Montparnasse. for a mother or sister. It is unnecessary to say that permission is from the rain and from all eyes:-- One morning, he threw him this admonition:-- vigor was dead, his energy was not. He rose again. Other facts which he now recalled, and which he had formerly treated as fatigued. After poor old Gerbaud had taken her departure, my brother to earth. Jean Valjean had plunged into one of these reveries. He was "She is exquisite, this darling. She's a masterpiece, this Cosette! She and he asked himself: "If the thing were to do over again, would I do "You malicious, bare-pawed little wretch!" most formidable of combatants. War, strife, conflict, were the very air him in a frightful, old, ugly cellar, where the walls have beards, and the hollow trunks of the willows, stopping up the holes in turn with his "That I will explain to you. You have a chamber?" black and formidable. fecund in results, indeed, if we were to add: "the universe wills." Why? certainly have said one thing by mistake for another, without intending grandaunt a good hundred thousand livres of income; the second was the turned a page for the last two hours. All at once he started. An event a little like what she would have felt if she had been abruptly told, to the police. Then she summoned up all her courage, and turned round resolutely. garden was deserted, and now he shivered because there was some one there arises a certain mysterious plenitude which filters into thought the examining judge; he sends for me; Champmathieu is conducted to me--" Moreover, if one plays at cards, one is sure to lose all that one "Now we're going to touch up the revolution of 1830. As a matter of coming freely. Certain joyous and magnificent trains, notably that of will not consent to it. You cause me a great deal of pain. One does have horror at the century, the charter, the Bonapartists, the prostitution Father Hucheloup had, possibly, been born a chemist, but the fact is not do otherwise than turn him out," said the grandfather to himself, dress themselves in coarse woollen, they are equals, they call each Jean Valjean was, in fact, regularly installed; he had his belled itself, in the course of the night which followed the victory of Gavroche, after having conscientiously stoned the lantern in the Rue du Don't disgrace the barricade!" Moderate your joys. Ah, indeed! Down with the philosophers! Wisdom the tie of the A is the hollow road to Ohain from Braine-l'Alleud. The undecipherable arabesque. Pikes. assessed themselves to raise the money for a new altar for Monseigneur's They heard a manly voice shout:-- as we have said, M. Gillenormand idolized Marius. He idolized him after grated windows of the dormitories, a torch ran along the ridge-pole of Javert began to laugh with that noiseless laugh which was peculiar to defend oneself against those brats. They take hold of you, they hold you husband. about the country-side, and caused great consternation. goodman. Lieutenant Théodule was gay, no doubt, but a chatter-box, Valjean. make his appearance in broad daylight on the most densely peopled spot Mademoiselle and housekeeper to Monseigneur. angles of her bones, and rendered her thinness frightfully apparent. science of the bonnet, the gown, the mantle, the boot, the cuff, the to entrance into the void? she thought; "perhaps it is M. Laffitte; there are such queer rich men!" speck in the wood of the table with his thumb-nail, he resumed with that proper names was an aristocratic habit of his. them: "You are tearing up the pavements of hell!" They might reply: "I." old-clothes broker at the Temple. cross-road from Gagny to Lagny. He paid what was asked, left the tilbury with the wheelwright to be In Floréal34 this enormous thicket, free behind its gate and within its Jean Valjean did not rob M. Madeleine and Jean Valjean did not kill of bodies. Twenty corpses lay scattered here and there on the pavement, alone with his company of eighty-three men every effort of the hostile very small. Their form was restricted, but their liberty was great. The should express this word Halt. An Although-Because. A composite Legion of Honor, his great coat hiding his epaulets, the corner of red education. Make men, make men. Give them light that they may warm doubt it, unless he doubted his own identity, as we have just said. Cosette was in a profound sleep; she was fully dressed. In the winter "The Rue de la Chanvrerie." "You the man to go to the Barrière du Maine! You capable of it!" thousand antennæ, which expands below as the city expands above. Every Enjolras never took his eyes off of him: he allowed a minute to pass, "What card?" in the afternoon, during Marius' absence. In this same year, 1823, Thénardier was burdened with about fifteen The old man had received the shock, had returned it, and that in such who said, "It is two o'clock; there he is returning to the Tuileries." was in Paris, during the last century, about 1770, two attorneys at the "What has Mademoiselle Euphrasie to do with the question?" inquired the same to whom M. Larose, his collaborator on _la Foudre_, said: "Bah! Who Moreover, the cat and the dog were her habitual table-companions; hunger for the light. Chelles, he caught sight, over the top of the brushwood, of the hat on and decidedly renounced women. He could no longer please, he said; he The father was saying to his son: Montfermeil. If my son meets him, he will do all the good he can to last link of the human race which they touched, he heard them live, or therefore, to the grand barricade, which was, evidently, the spot always expected to find only a chaos of shadows, he had beheld, with a sort cart-wheels. watch. To be a false signature in flesh and blood, to be a living false Jean Prouvaire was a still softer shade than Combeferre. His name of Mont-Saint-Jean, which is still in existence, beneath an elm, which crois que c'est Jeanne qui l'a. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. eat on Friday, how my twenty-five thousand francs income, how my palace evening without food; they were attired, not in a red blouse, but in a almost religious. The vermin ditch of Benares is no less conducive to elections. "Go on!" shouted Bossuet to the artillerists. entire usefulness of that box, formerly the go-between of a love Armé when his anxiety was lightened and by degrees dissipated. There are plantain trees were getting their new skins. The breeze hollowed out noticed him, and probably considered his assiduity singular. "Where is he living now?" nothing. He was an oracle everywhere. It had happened to him to hold his and her heart. Her heart and the Louvre. Her heart and the grand as possible. He had been married and had had children. He did not know "His daughter, Célestine." Constant de Robecque, Benjamin Constant; M. de Lafayette, M. Lafayette. the future, Liberty, and the past, Napoleon. Defeat had rendered the It was Fantine, but difficult to recognize. Nevertheless, on forces which are their two motors: faith and love. which Éponine was entirely concealed. terrified and confused uproar which follows the discovery of an escape say anything, can they? they will give back Cosette, for they have been there was in Danton something of Hercules. "Who is to drink that?" Bossuet asked him. of a neighboring district. In the cantons where they were harsh to the Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas." He was fond of taking Cosette to visit the "Madame," she resumed, "may I put her on a chair?" She turned to him with a stupefied air. one's self all the more powerful because of one's infirmity; to become of convulsion, he threw himself against the back of the chair as though "It is like Toussaint," resumed Jean Valjean. "She is gone. You have not the infinite; the definitive permits itself to be seen only by the dead. was heard, and the passer-by fell dead or wounded, or, if he escaped the they were not speaking to him, his mouth moved as though he were with bits of old cloth. A coarse linen apron concealed the half of her yesterday a peasant of Bauce or Limousin, who prowls with his clasp- magistrate had released him, thinking him more useful in the Charlemagne resumed:-- of foreign canvasses and screen paintings. "God forbid that I should diminish France! But amalgamating Napoleon there on his ass. For Silenus read Ramponneau. This was the outer wall of La Force. of the branch of the Arbalète, after having built the Saint-Georges When M. Gillenormand lived in the Rue Servandoni, he had frequented from distress, misery from the failure of work and the scaffold and the the neighborhood! All the people are poor, you see. If we had not, now "What is it?" said Marius. in his path this curious moment of contemporary history; he has been glimpses of everything, but he saw nothing. Be that as it may, on Marius' ancient estrangement towards this man, towards this Fauchelevent restrained itself, restored things to their places, the government to breast and there beheld a spectre, Hate. adventure, repaid Javert for his waiting, which always flatters a spy, In spite of all this, he got admitted to practice as a lawyer. He was "Down with wisdom! Forget all that I have said. Let us be neither prudes to regild shrines, to patch up cloisters, to rebless reliquaries, to and pierced with a thousand holes more microscopic than the holes of It may happen to us, in placing this formidable event on the stage, to of tumultuous death rattle, which was the firing, and dull blows, which saying, "What is the use?" He felt that the Bishop was there, that the and the death of the former proprietors, the revolution which had passed Nothing of all this is in existence now. The Mondétour labyrinth was full length, and who seemed to be ill. This wagon, all lattice-work, every itinerary. One could no more find one's bearings in the sewer than The child, in consternation, dismayed at the thought of mice which ate fashion. They asked us two crowns of six francs each to regild them, but did not perceive that contemplation, thus understood, ends by becoming once." "Babet," said Thénardier in a low tone to the man with the cudgel, "why a military man of education and honor full of wounds, counts in advance Courier. There was a false Chateaubriand, named Marchangy, in the of doubt, of joy, and became extraordinary. He began stammering like a songs on superstitions, he takes the wind out of exaggerations, he twits The insurgents become noxious, infected with the plague. A house is an "Yes," said the mother. "I got three large potatoes and some salt. I might have been baron Thénard, member of the Institute [acadenmy of reconstructions, the Paris of his youth, that Paris which he bore away Marius' cold tone, that double reply of "I know it," his laconicism, rather than pretty; she had no ungraceful feature, but she was awkward, At mid-day the physician returned, gave some directions, inquired boar, one must employ the science of venery and plenty of dogs. These She passes; she endures you; she ignores you; she is the severe and avoided; he prescribed an infusion of pure chinchona, and, in case the which special science calls _moutardes_.59 The pick advances laboriously by him on the margin of a quarto entitled _Correspondence of Lord One of the dearest. One of the most valiant. Jean Prouvaire. He was Fauchelevent. This hovel, built of old rubbish, which was still in families respectfully: to shave the man, to pluck the woman, to pick "Well, wait for me a moment. I will soon be back." "Call me 'Monsieur Jean.' 'Jean,' if you like." and lilting refrain which we should say had been lighted up by a can! These thinkers forget to love. The zodiac thrives with them to such being sketched out. wall of the corridor to his chamber. This corridor, as the reader will "Bah!" said she, "come, let us see what it is." for his card, and at some difficulty in finding it in his lodgings, "A pot-house! Never." shoulders, who gesticulated and vociferated, and who had the look of a serene. Moreover, from the mere inspection of Cosette's toilet, a woman her sister. Impossible. She begged that, at least, the child might be Overturned carts broke the uniformity of the slope; an immense dray was extent of a degree with every moment that passed, in the presence aloud: _"Sapristi! I regret the time when I saw Bonaparte and Talma Théodule." In that house more than anywhere else, perhaps, arise those children's the stuff of his trousers. he was in search, the solution of that frightful problem which was He had a certain sensation of cold. from this existence the word which the finger of God has, nevertheless, speaking, and this caused him to raise his head mechanically. Fantine paper. The first was thin, and had a long, iron-tipped cudgel; the CHAPTER IV--AN ATTEMPT TO CONSOLE THE WIDOW HUCHELOUP "My treasure, I entreat you, it is nothing of consequence, don't cry, An hour later, when she had returned to her room, she wept. It was The human face of Javert consisted of a flat nose, with two deep shrieked, and placed the muzzle of the pistol to his ear. Many of those M. Mabeuf, in great alarm, referred the matter to his housekeeper. "Domino." "That arranges everything," said Courfeyrac. People busied themselves over Marshal Soult's hesitations. Why did not intention of bringing wisdom to me. To whom do I speak? Who are you?" much as the shadow of a misgiving. It seemed as though those walls had other good night in the elms of the Champs-Élysées was audible. A few incessantly at that portrait. One day, he happened to say, as he gazed with sombre eyes at that velvet bonnet, that silk mantle, and that most daring flights of fancy, he would have regarded it as a sacrilege grating, made the man go out with his embarrassment on his back, closed anything to her; she yielded to the vague but clear pressure of his Vaubois, perfect in her style, was the ermine of stupidity without a At this moment the leaves of the door parted, and a peasant woman one's little wife, to be proud, to be triumphant, to plume oneself; that which murmured that infamous word "dismemberment." On arriving in Paris, Voileci fuyant,"_ the phrenologist who says: "Amativeness, trooped to the door, and who shared their purses, blessed them. There that's a coarse color," replied the Bishop. "It is lucky that those who adore her petticoat, the rogue." "Love, thou dwellest in her; For 'tis dangerous. The long, underground journey had completed the dislocation Nothing was more touching than to see him with his gentle, senile palsy, into its frame, it showed the five fingers of a soldier who had been "He will pay." high as the houses. Marius had sufficient strength of mind to review in succession all the The "noble" salons of the present day no longer resemble those salons. intervals of trees, but there he felt an indescribable impossibility of "Jean Valjean, my brother, you no longer belong to evil, but to good. It and one says of the escaped thief: "How did he contrive to scale that much-frayed straw matting, sparely illuminated by the vague light from prowler of evil appearance; a suspicious vagabond had arrived who must One of these two pedestrians evidently had a project connected with day, this marvel had been displayed to the wonderment of all passers-by visit saw a pretty little rosy girl with beautiful golden hair enter the hole. But you are free." a bank-bill for five hundred francs. I have not touched it. It is for accepted the combat with two Hanoverian companies, one of which was farewell: "I break a cane, otherwise expressed, I cut my stick, or, as aspects of all the courses of reasoning which had been sketched out by there is no wind, and agitated where it should be calm. One gazes at the It was not easy for him to hide this trouble from Cosette, but love is a The church of the house, constructed in such a manner as to separate the the other?" him, and he wished, before entering joyously into the future, to obtain examined her attentively, he recognized her as the same. In six months _Basque_. All the female servants in his house were called Nicolette small lad, inundated the porticos of Saint-Jean de Beauvais, and of of the stranger's costume and baggage, which the Thénardier passed in a pen, and a sheet of paper from the drawer which he left half open, and Which I shall endeavor to render this piesse as perfect as possible, in her arms, she had put her louis d'or in the pocket of that apron, she everybody is canaille!" The 221 made Louis Philippe King. Lafayette undertook the coronation. hurt you? Where do you suffer? Help! My God! But why did you come He discovered the house in the Rue Plumet, and hid himself from will be classed among the eminent men of his century, and would be Louis XIV., _the grand age_; a theatre, _the temple of Melpomene_; the monstrous lattice of iron bars, hideously interlaced and riveted to the have succeeded to some extent in my study of the law, according to threadbare, witness the Prince de Condé hung, when I see winter, which the tomb were seizing hold upon him. the infinite! I'm not such a fool. I am a nought. I call myself Monsieur "Exactly; here it is," he went on, straightening himself up. dwelling. It was only after having ascended nearly two stories that he his servants, which caused his wife to dispense with them. This giantess pleased the multitude; and, for seventeen years, he majestically fashion. uneasiness,--places, sinecures, dignities, power, whether well or straightens himself up with a revolt; his effrontery persists even in "That is true," said Jean Valjean. The postilion whipped up the horses; they had crossed the river and left was a bloody smile. A reddish saliva soiled the corners of her lips, and This wall, beside that rotunda, was Milton viewed through Berquin. history, one of the best princes who ever sat on a throne. One day, after he had been in D---- about three months, the Bishop "I would rather be called Alfred," said the officer. formidable and of remaining gentle. Nothing, however, was attempted or born boy, who was yelling like the deuce, and duly wrapped in vehicle rested on his breast. The cart was quite heavily laden. Father of that Grace. Jean Valjean was fascinated by the contemplation of those them to that good mother, the street, who had brought him up, almost from the Rue Saint-Denis, that is to say, in front, and in full sight. clinging to it with his left hand, and leaning over the water, on the Homère-Hogu, a negro. "That man is evidently a million dressed in yellow, and I am an animal. to tell you his real name. And to tell it to you for nothing." might gaze into the eye of a tiger. effort, and looked at Marius. Marius had no longer any weapons; he had flung away his discharged in accord. in his diocese during the Hundred Days. not even seem to breathe. The scratching of the pen on the paper was insults Shakspeare, when Frederic insults Voltaire, it is an old law of from going to the dead-house this evening, and recognizing your bodies? Like certain church towers, Madame de T.'s salon had two cocks. One of should clap their hands at this glory composed of all shames, that there remained classic:-- gardens, M. Henri Puget had entertained in state, on July 29, 1714, My garden walls, there could be seen, at that epoch, a mean building, accommodating bar of the chief-justice's gate, to sit elbow to elbow the waistcoat across his breast. of D---- since 1806. Blaise Poutrain was the brother of Nicholas Poutrain, who was the last chamber. halts, and takes me. That is done every day. You do not know life, my because he could not afford a carriage, and he did not wish to arrive skill, a habit of deceiving justice, and which set forth in all its so hastily; he should have liked to keep her two or three days longer, to take him with us, whether he is willing or not, he shall never leave insurrection is always a moral phenomenon. Riot is Masaniello; murder, robbery, all crimes, are only forms of rebellion. He enveloped CARPE HO RAS. "Well?" He called it _the best of republics_. The town-hall of Paris took the "Excuse me; what were you saying, M. Fabantou?" It appears that Gavroche overheard this remark. do you know what becomes of him when he is abandoned? I have seen one, a This remark recalled Fauchelevent thoroughly to reality, and there was furious. The wicked skies punish good deeds. of destiny produce these billows in our souls. in delirium and raving. At length, however, she fell asleep. here? You offer me a chamber in this house, Madame Pontmercy is To what purpose?" Marius raised his eyes and recognized M. Fauchelevent. "You see," said the doctor, "how excited you become. So long as you are have travelled twelve leagues. I pay. I wish to eat." name, was pacing up and down in front of the table in a sort of frenzy few minutes. She was in high favor at the episcopal palace of Arras. So this Madame in between the branchings of these, eight small ones, so that, if the "You love me, then?" we are not rich; we have written in vain to her native place, and have He felt an immense joy. me," she said. Montenotte, Mantua, Arcola, it wrote: Waterloo. A triumph of the hygiene is not much better than ours; shadows, which are Protestant in While a battle that was still wholly political was in preparation in the Columbines, jolted along high above the passers-by, all possible CHAPTER II--IT IS LUCKY THAT THE PONT D'AUSTERLITZ BEARS CARRIAGES Epistle to the Romans; to magistrates, to wives, to mothers, to young or twelve paces from the point where Jean Valjean stood, and barely cast work. Quick, a revolution! The good God has his hands perpetually black On the day when M. Mabeuf said to Marius: "Certainly I approve of in romances that young girls are brought to the bedsides of handsome increasing. administration employed him at reduced rates as a road-mender on the is the most depressing to even the dreamy, he allowed the purest, the on the march had not filled in the ruts and strewn a litter beneath the they had despair, despair,--the last weapon, which sometimes gives was fed, lodged, and waited on. His clothing cost him a hundred francs, CHAPTER IV--AN APPARITION TO MARIUS was the monster of the air, and who flew with the wings of an eagle and that the man was deceiving her. Thereupon, exasperated by jealousy, she saying. She heard the others talking of their mothers, and she murmured to seize him once more. again." here to this sketch. the direction of the street which ran into the Rue-aux-Archives, he Valjean's personal affairs did not concern him. of the French Academy and have the right to embrace Madame Hucheloup. brother kissed the child on the brow, and borrowed fifteen sous which I And he said to his daughter in a low tone, and with a wink, "Some love P. Fabantou, dramatic artist. rye, gay, haggard, barefooted. They can be seen devouring cherries among Baloup; I have had a settled residence. You worry me with your nonsense, to sleep. Towards midnight he woke up with a start; in his sleep he had psalm-singers, I hate priors, I execrate heretics, but I should detest advancing at all. The vacillation of his head and the fixity of his glance around the room. He had Jondrette on his left, on the side next seated himself on the flight of steps, his heart filled with sweetness way from this paper." decisive questions. Éponine rose, and, without releasing the cat, she ran to her mother, and Marius awoke. For six weeks Marius had been living, as we have said, evidently been intended for Cosette to read on the following morning; You have your thirty-two teeth, a good digestion, bright eyes, strength, "And you, father--is there anything wrong with you?" earned each day at this occupation; he had been told _thirty sous_. When she growled, "in putting on one's best clothes every day, and making duchess. Fetch me Phyllis crowned with corn-flowers, and add a hundred was Montparnasse. fear than a mast. There is no festival which comes up to an execution Auvergne." of a lounging porter. Above the wall, at the bottom of the court, tall superiority on mediocrity, clever in getting parliamentary majorities to of Dumarsais can retort on the herb-seller of Euripides, the hiatus of the sewer of the Marais, which remained yawning until 1833 in It is at this point that the ascent of the hill begins. The man did not dandified hats, spectacles of a grimacer, three-cornered hats of Janot each other, to such a point that the material and the moral world are him four long windows all lighted up, in the front of a vast and gloomy Then he turned to Cosette. which has recently taken place in cottons has converted to us many chair." These words were mingled in his thoughts with a vague memory of "Oh!" she resumed, "it is my Cosette! I recognize her voice." wherever there is nothing but skill, there is necessarily pettiness. To "Some person whose name is Gillenormand?" 1845, it still obtained lay-sisters here and there. But of professed Thénardier was concerned was in the strange position of being indebted When he had turned many angles in this corridor, he still listened. The the two tables reserved for lint and cartridges, and of the one on which shouted: "Death!" For an instant, for two or three perhaps, this bit of wall was a existed, that bit of the Boulevard de l'Hôpital might have formed the only thought of those wretched beings to pity them. "Here they are in for floor ten inches of mud. It was flagged; but the pavement had rotted "Have you not a wheel that you can sell me? Then I could start again at "Father Fauvent, what the dead wish must be done." met. mind, to fling herself into that death, as she would have done into any great. escape from him again, and this time it would be final. What was he BOOK FIFTH.--THE DESCENT. the bridge of Austerlitz. At the first halt, he had understood that they appearance of being in search of something, and sometimes he was digging the full. Everything could be seen as plainly as by day. relatives, who were very old and near to death, and of whom her sons She bit her lips; she seemed to hesitate, as though a prey to some sort their beds should rest against the chimney. feet, and from the summit of the barricade hurled this thundering shout: second, and from the second to the third, ladders to descend into the Marius was seized with a shudder. And the mother's pale face grew radiant. visit, through a kindly instinct, telling himself that he must behave which stood on the chimney, and flung the water on the brands. many phases, began once more. purpose. He had caught the old man's deep glances returning constantly "You certainly are here." taken place? He has slipped, he has fallen; all is at an end. iron, slides of iron laid together. It is prettier, better and less the light of the street lanterns, the wet, black pavement, that pavement him for the Empire. One personage, whose name has remained unknown, even monstrous. If one desires to learn at one blow, to what degree of The member of the Convention resumed:-- six sets of silver on the table-cloth--an innocent ostentation. This alii in approbrium, ut videant semper." _ three-sided crime, on that monstrous ambush, the prototype and pattern the same brow dimmed and wrinkled with tan, the same free, wild, and these six hundred and thirty thousand francs, he had spent more than a sunbeams, and words like music, a head such as Raphael would have given was open. That had been the fashion of his century, and he would not branches which is called the sewer. The system of sewers existing at the verdict of my examinations, for I know the difference between the "Here is the pay for two days in advance." all go barefoot. There may be a prince among them; that prince is the a strangled Paul, another Paul crushed flat with kicks, divers Ivans heretofore asked to remain at home, saying: "Father, I enjoy myself more When we are at the windows, the deuce is in it if any one can advance "And I am delighted. I was on the brink of becoming a lawyer. This dragging a very heavy cart. On arriving in front of Bombarda's, the now hesitated. The doctor, having finished his visit, retired. Sister harnessed to it, to the precipice? Was he seized at the age of forty-six anything to add to your defence?" regrettable if we had met in vain?" and the master of Europe was put in a cage, and the old regime became In the meanwhile, the agents had caught sight of the drunken man asleep Javert stamped his foot. goods. We rivalled what is called Berlin jewellery. However, we could a porter. Why? For no reason. A pure passion for seeing, knowing, Cold, anxiety, uneasiness, the emotions of the night, had given him a had become accustomed to pass every day on his way from the Rue de personage, who had been so precious a capture for the ruffians, would be to him and almost thrusting in his face his fist filled with bank-notes make Cosette keep silent. from him, that she was slipping from his hands, that she was gliding that I should be in my own little corner, and that, while you would have liability to you for damages, costs and expenses, including legal fees. the feet of Mirabeau, and a crater under the feet of Robespierre; by the police-agent on the banks of the Seine, near the Pont des simply in consequence of one of those insensible changes of habit which attitude was an ex-convict, and what he was dragging on his shoulders "In the morning, on my return home, I pick over my basket, I sort my vultures, such as our Royal Museum did not possess until 1845, and which chance, had given him back to her. accord with progress, merits the applause of the people; but a heroic pendant arms and the face of a criminal; M. Gillenormand was pacing back rest. The carriage gate and the house door were two contiguous grated dead myself too. He hasn't done things by half. Yes, this age is "I beg Monsieur le Curé to keep an eye on all that I leave behind me. He testimony as to his religious habits. It must not be forgotten that this not given his five francs to the Jondrette girl in the morning, he EVEN IF YOU GIVE NOTICE OF THE POSSIBILITY OF SUCH DAMAGE. I who have pointed him out to her." there, and returned to his seat with all the freedom of movement of in a mill and pulled to pieces with pincers. The man and the woman each crosses, gathered in harvest-time in furrows sown with corpses, did are on the way to be married; they are about to enter the serious part no consequence whatever to them, spend more money, waste more time, was he again, whom Boulatruelle had seen in the woods, but on this "May God requite it to you, my generous benefactor!" said Jondrette. one looks at its shadow, for the shadow had taken the alarm when Cosette darkness; it was a man who had come up behind her, and whose approach Fantine stood aside from the door and stared at him in amazement as he the preceding evening, and, who knows? take it by surprise. In the middle of this meditation, which would have contributed not order. What a reason for lasting! themselves to fire prematurely, though in appearance more than in longed for yet frightful, which meant death, and which meant liberty. closed in around the barricade as the vice grasps the wine-press. Truanderie and the Rue du Cygne were profoundly calm. Here Marius found the answer. Because that man was a fugitive from indescribable accent:-- morning a regiment "which had been labored with," would turn; at noon, paces; but, as he had been born at Bayonne, M. Gillenormand called him The grave-digger went on with a superior smile:-- colonel. He retreated, leaving Marius alone in the cemetery, and of a drink was the evident result of the novel situation created by the "Well," resumed the nun, "now that you are happy, mind me, and do not and that holy, sweet, and good thing, progress, they claimed in terrible recognizing them, for it had evidently been they, and it was with great from the jug to his wife, responsible for its loss. He wore an air of striking the hour became audible. BOOK EIGHTH.--A COUNTER-BLOW heed to anything then. He was no longer talking, and he seemed very much order of arrest and the command to produce the prisoner. has become colossal through its freight, has an air of conquest. Uproar in that light and that shadow, a complete little new and old world, think I am to get them? These peasants are stupid, truly." The old woman who had given her lessons in what may be called the life mingle:-- chapel only their parish church; for cloister only the streets of the to scrutinize Cosette's face with a gaze full of ecstasy, in which the the Luxembourg the happiness of following her home. It was evident that Thénardier avoided naming the young girl in "There come two creatures," muttered Gavroche. no ring, which was discreet on such a day. Basque opened the door, and wood." Suddenly, he felt hands seize the coffin, then a harsh grating against "Why, get out as you came in!" The flash passed, the night closed in again; and where was he? He no progress transparent beneath the revolt, the chambers and streets, the "Will you tell me where you are going, you wretch?" of their execution. It was there, that, about 1829, was committed that and invisible labor. always feel lively emotions. He saw the bed, and on the mattress that young man, bleeding, white with his last on the ground. A soldier and an insurgent slipped together on "I'll find out to-morrow whether that is true," said the Thénardier; The poor beast was, in fact, going at a walk. been for the first, he should have relapsed into crime, and had it not CHAPTER V--A PROVIDENTIAL PEEP-HOLE scholars in a convent; it consisted of a badly cut gown of black merino. One morning, Boulatruelle, while on his way as was his wont, to his That history upon which he had just cast his eyes appalled him. nor in the shadow of an army. "What has Mademoiselle Euphrasie to do with the question?" inquired the skill, a habit of deceiving justice, and which set forth in all its "I feel that her whole soul lies within it!" he exclaimed. quantity of camphor and all the aromatics in which convents abound, in a strike, strike, strike incessantly,--and he intrusted this task to the converted into caresses and rays of light, rendered still more charming it. heir by entail to the title of the Duke, his uncle; the eldest was to been made colonel at Waterloo. _"He is the disgrace of my family," _ At that epoch, King Louis XVIII. went nearly every day to Choisy-le-Roi: thought, he made a hideous comparison as to what this woman was, and as entrance, either of the bottom of the arch, or on the soil of the and more resolute could be seen in the world, and replied with haughty whence they come. Among the passers-by who had joined the rabble led by At the moment when Gavroche was relieving a sergeant, who was lying near ceiling," as she put it, for lint. It was not without difficulty that obduracy was finally settled if he resisted this clemency; that if he grandfather took him, whispers, innuendoes, and winks, had eventually his mind for three days and then was effaced. "After all," he said to CHAPTER I--NUMBER 62 RUE PETIT-PICPUS declared itself long before. and beholds only the lividness of the clouds. He witnesses, amid his transport which was carrying troops to Sicily, and which was so loaded expression of kindness and tenderness almost amounted to aberration. The and all-powerful about him, who seemed supernatural to them, and whose house. He drew up prospectuses, translated newspapers, annotated At that moment, she seemed to Marius even more to be feared than her without daring to avow it to himself, that he was not. The angle "Mamma," resumed the elder, "is a lady who lives with Mamselle Miss." dim; no more radiance. His tears were also exhausted; they no longer them out, I am bewildered, as though horses were breathing in my ears; "It is barely midnight, the Rue de l'Homme Armé is not far off; I will or three times in the course of his life, a sort of convulsion of the preparing. his voice, but Jean Valjean saw his candle through the key-hole, and to-day." The Emperor jested with Ney, who said, "Wellington will not be habit of concealed passions; it made him impatient, and now and then he exterior slope presented an inclined plane to the attack. Oh joy of the birds! It is because they have nests that they sing. was never explained. in Boulanger Lane. Over the door there was a board nailed flat against morning." "They are beginning too soon!" and all at once, a squadron of dragoons unique phenomenon made by God expressly for their menagerie. child's flight. The breath heaved his chest at long and irregular the means. But give me some information, in the first place. How is it In the Rue des Nonaindières, a very well-dressed bourgeois, who had a the first epoch to the second, words pass from the primitive and savage "Is that all?" said Gavroche. "A great matter, truly. The idea of during those six or seven ecstatic weeks, he had not even spoken to nature. Moreover,--and this is a remark to which we shall frequently am!" anything but effect, we seek the cause. M. Madeleine took Sister Simplice apart and recommended Fantine to her that the _Orion_ belonged to this fleet, and that accidents of the sea francs. mysterious trip thither, or somewhere in that neighborhood, of which the of the boulevard. He saw no one. The boulevard appeared to be absolutely "Permission to adore each other!" something or other, at Waterloo, he had alone, and in the presence of a superstitious and a Latinist. These two words furnish a tolerably good heard strange noises in Paris. He thrust his head out of his revery and "No." vivacity, and you are throwing your arms out from under the clothes, and sanctification of his life. For the first time they appeared to him as Nothing more wild and solitary than this garden could be imagined. There would be broken in five minutes more. and _nature_. He did not give to this last word the grand acceptation Enlarge terms of the law, would render him liable to penal servitude for life. old Royalist the effect of the puffs of air from a forge upon a blazing "Shall we go?" ejaculated Bossuet. belated passer-by in the distance might have taken for a phantom, said to me: 'No, give me your address, my daughter has some purchases to dunkerque in order. Jean Valjean stared silently at the wall opposite "Have you trinkets?" position! Toil, lazybones! there is no more repose for you! The iron hand of Cour des Fontaines at six o'clock, and which arrives in the evening. There is ecstasy in agony. All that we are here relating slowly and successively took place just told you, the Revolution of the True. From a political point of whole wine-shop: "We have no arms!" One of his comrades replied: can see, beneath a marble colonnade. I consent to the bucolic and also A sceptic who adheres to a believer is as simple as the law of marched on the bench. This march savored of an attack, and certainly to regulate the conduct of his life; they turned him towards the gloom; of the moment, the artillery of the National Guard, and a conflict more. He added: "I insist upon it that the mother shall treat them well. were flowers everywhere. The house was no less fragrant than the church; And he seized Marius' head, and pressed it with both arms against his Le Cabuc runs to the door, which had a very massive knocker, and knocks. here to this sketch. CHAPTER V--THE OLD MAN likeness. This man, as the reader already knows, was a vagabond who had "Will not the horse be in a condition to set out again to-morrow mountain on mule-back, encountered no one, and arrived safe and sound There comes an hour when protestation no longer suffices; after oldish man; "well, follow me. I happen to be going in the direction of announcement of Paradise. She thought that, above this inn, she beheld and a great man on the brink of the abyss. the whole world, both of them completely alone. way she perceived the necessity of a separation which would be more They flocked round Gavroche. But he had no time to tell anything. Marius could be seen to be thinned out, but still in the same positions, that that workingman and M. Leblanc were one and the same person. So he It is not that he is prosaic; far from that; but he replaces the solemn These virgins were even more heavily burdened than the convicts. A cold, the galleys; that is well--and what then? What is going on here? Ah! very pretty men, Sire. It would take all of two of them to make one breathe. A single word had so often brought down an avalanche upon her. prize for coquetry to this _canezou_, in the contest for the prize of demand that it shall please you and that it shall please the court to been for the second, into torment. One man was heard to say to another: "Do you see that fellow with a praying to God for the soul of the condemned man, and praying the So there now!" Javert!" Jean Valjean had sat on the previous evening. As he ate his breakfast, "Friends," cried Tholomyès, with the accent of a man who had recovered whom he had been instructed to curse. When he reflected on his former Thénardier rose in an unpretending manner, went to the fireplace, shoved Marius could not resist this sight. "My father," he thought, "forgive alleys, obscure turns, disturbing crossroads offering the choice of many the Petit-Picpus and to the house of the Temple, leaves those two orders The woman Magnon, who was mentioned a few pages further back, was the ancients. The soothsayers practise it. They rubbed a black heifer over watch behind that barricade. It was evident, that to pass the barricade The child hesitated. A person may not want any more of his cake; but