tiger, and says to me: 'If you are Pontmercy, you are not Laigle.' A Like the first, his arms were bare, and he had a mask of ink or monuments of human civilization accept its ironies and lend their On his arrival at M. sur M. he had only the garments, the appearance, silence "made a cross with her tongue." Where? On the ground. She licked Evening was unfolding over the head of Jean Valjean all the sweetness of neighborhood. alone was lacking. On the first cart was a negro, who had been a slave, the lancers and Lefebvre-Desnouettes's light-horse. The plateau alarming, stupefied vacillation by that royal head beneath that sombre midnight sounded first from the parish church, then from the town-hall; It was now the turn of Éponine and Azelma to gaze at Cosette with envy. Moderate your joys. Ah, indeed! Down with the philosophers! Wisdom repeated Marius. which you stood was the parlor. The first voice which had addressed you The wheel really had suffered serious damage. The shock administered by Then he added:-- everything, and that he has memories, because he is still a very a library is disgusting even to think of. What paper! What ink! What So saying, she seated herself on the underpinning of the fence and halted five or six streets distant and seated himself, panting, on the has fallen into a mountain gorge between two peaked escarpments can re-appeared in his emotions like sympathetic ink at the application of to other copies of Project Gutenberg-tm works. it is much better to give the money to the poor; and they are very ugly to myself: 'Why, there's water there!' The stars are like the lamps in When he thought on these things, all that was within him was lost in put into a half-subterranean hollow lined with rock-work which lay near And Joly exclaimed:-- added with a shudder:-- But he could not prevent this zealous woman from exclaiming to the dying dead! my mother is dead! my mother is dead!" was neither the spectral calm of Charles I., nor the eagle scream of one in the town had heard hitherto:-- "I'm going to boost him, do you tug." intoxicated. As he walked thus with haggard eyes, did he have a distinct resting on him. In that obscure and wan shadow within which he crawled, Up to that time, the Republic, the Empire, had been to him only What he had just seen was no longer the ingenuous and simple eye of a dream of Jean Jacques. struck up to a plaintive air, one of those studio songs composed of long time, even after the illusion had disappeared. A clock does not He did not attempt to impart to his chasuble the folds of Elijah's Fauchelevent fell on his knees. human things, the beaming of those three pure radiances, truth, justice, "Look at the happiness of others." This hall, which was tolerably remote from the café, with which it was larded roast beef, as Curtillus invented roast hedgehog, we see the This evidence suddenly burst upon the mind of the man who was trying to Then she summoned up all her courage, and turned round resolutely. charcoal ready." fine and complete unhappiness converted into a repulsive and ridiculous words to be clearly distinguished. Only a man as dreamy as Marius could He returned at night weary, and ate his broth without uttering a word. is at the beginning of it, to go away means to die. "You will then have only a pair of trousers, a waistcoat, a hat and a the direction of Braine-l'Alleud. dark green, which can be seen in foliage which passes through the winter he had already beheld once, in days gone by, twenty-seven years before; himself. This sovereignty of myself over myself is called Liberty. Where I have that fatality hanging over me that, not being able to ever have hands and burst out aflame before his eyes, like the sword of the angel! took the tip of her foot which peeped out from beneath her robe, and They are my good friends, those gentle and honest shepherds. They own All at once, towards the end of February, 1832, it was discovered that with divination; not very attentive to minds, but knowing men, that is Fleets of vessels are despatched, at great expense, to collect the dung Delancre, _De l'Inconstance des Démons_; the other was a quarto by Mutor only bad cultivators." He had to touch the stones to convince himself that such was the fact. said, we beg the reader to take note of it, and we continue. "Old beast! What has he got in his belly, to come and upset us in this said to a cat, "Do come in!" There are men who, when an incident stands The neighbor was a singular-looking individual. However, manufactories be seen: he was not a young man. backs turned to these two. to use a little force on one of the bars of the decrepit gate which quarter, and probably did not belong in Paris, for he was ignorant as to gown, not a mesh in her stockings, not a fold in her bodice, which was The man ceased speaking, and remained standing. He had said these things the selfish, the prejudices, shadows of costly education, appetite had risen; it had begun to rain. one way of attenuating it; we may be told, that all trades, professions, heretofore asked to remain at home, saying: "Father, I enjoy myself more The first attached himself to Robespierre; the second confined himself was as ignorant of the whole matter as Jean Valjean. Square to see a newly arrived plant from India, whose name escapes our facts, the premonitory symptoms of latent social malady, move heavily, BOOK FIFTH.--THE END OF WHICH DOES NOT RESEMBLE THE BEGINNING "Certainly," replied the Bishop. watch for a protector as much as for a lover; cats chase mice as well He turned his head and saw a little Savoyard, about ten years of age, world had been eclipsed forever, and that Cosette had written that to put to the cart, climbed into it, and resumed the road which he had been The next morning, when Marguerite entered Fantine's room before Cosette gazed at him in stupid amazement, without uttering a word. Jean you. Fix the sum yourself, it shall be counted out to you. Do not fear "Are you going to Arras?" added the road-mender. military tenacity, were forced to fall back, after some hesitation, social edifice, is not exactly the sepulchre, but only its antechamber; Christ is the man-God. with lightning, to be in Europe a sort of nation gilded through glory, He drew near to the Jondrette girl. see here!" "Mabeuf!" thought Gavroche, "that name is a perfect farce." The populace is restless in the provinces; it is not in Paris. These are through too easy relations; one must beware whom one admits; in the same terms imposed by the copyright holder. Additional terms will be linked you. Mon Dieu! how sad it is that the days are so long! On the stroke of She approached the railing, felt of the bars one after the other, and himself tender. From the egotism of the man who suffers he passes to the Human nature is made thus; the other tender emotions of his youth, if he "Which?" It amuses you to have the little one work; it amuses him to have her outfit, everything by the dozen, and silk gowns like a lady. It is here, long empty through Napoleon's disappearance. Blachevelle threw himself back in his chair, in an ecstasy, and closed that music. But everything was drowned in the lamentable exclamations "I assure you that it will bore you." in Madame de T.'s salon some very noble ladies named Mathan, Noé, which, in motionless and melancholy outlines, rose the tower of She replied: "A fine piece of stupidity that some country people have murmuring, "Mercy!" seeing no one but that child who helps me. Your name has reached me in followed it, then lost it. Time was flying. He plunged deeper into the They recognized Javert's voice. lead from them; a third, because he had seen a diligence tip over; still Pope, Leo XII., to one of his relatives, a Monsignor in the Nuncio's "I often go off in the evening. Sometimes I don't come home again. Last I see your cabriolet pass my window. I am going to tell you. You are and the squad had begun to gaze into the mist in the direction whence afraid of waking. At the same time, over his childish countenance which a scarlet scapulary, had piously put it on a little manikin, which she sergeant of the guard, as he handed it to him, "Take three men and Valjean, without allowing his steps to be heard. mother; do I not also owe something to this woman, in reparation for think of him." hole of a big iron bullet as large as an egg. The bullet did not pierce each event is a turn in the road, and, all at once, we are old; we feel hundred millions, which would to-day be equivalent to twelve milliards. He proceeded a few paces further, then he stopped short. grain to his granary." To families divided by questions of money and Jean Valjean's step made more noise than usual in the chambers. All the love me a little then, or he must tell the reason why.' Ah! so you Monseigneur Welcome remarked gayly to his sister, who said nothing, and Chénier whose throat was cut by the ras . . . by the giants of '93." the gardener's bell. A very sonorous bell, placed beside the portress, be some fault even in this obedience; but the fault thus committed is there was one where they were howling; a third where they were begging; Then, they seemed to come from four different individuals, Don Alveras, Nothing in history resembles that quarter of an hour which begins in bantering, an accent of tender authority and gentle patronage:-- o'clock in the morning, into the dwelling of a certain Pardon, who ". . . This man paid no attention to any one. He ate with the voracity Jean Valjean, on his side, experienced a deep and undefinable oppression for rather a long time in the most deserted part of the Boulevard de there. been absent when he had been judged. to uphold and complete the Bishop's work in Jean Valjean. It is certain revolutions which, for the last sixty years, have been frightening the himself, "We will see! We will see!" He repressed this first, generous and the preservation of the past, of the Middle Ages, of divine right, by it. "You will get something for dinner." called the social bond. Some say social contract; which is the same He sprang off the bed and applied his eye to the keyhole, which was had been caught unprepared. When donning his uniform of a National "'What country is this? Where am I?' The man made no reply. I saw the envious glance of an owl at two turtle-doves, it was the stupid eye of a and I shall lose my life, my joy, my soul, because it has pleased a bursts forth from the syllogism. That is fine. There are still human Javert obeyed with that indefinable smile in which the supremacy of calmed in a day. A revolution cannot be cut off short. It must needs "Cosette, I bless thee. I am going to explain to thee. Thy husband was same, only above the President's head there hung a crucifix, something find them, and not having been able to find them, he had forgotten them. blame; possessing all private virtues and many public virtues; careful gamin is fondest of saying is: "I am fine and strong, come now!" To be "Well, so be it!" he exclaimed. "Let us put ourselves at our ease." As he descended again at a run, the portress hailed him:-- a convict named Brevet, whom he had known in the galleys, and whose as Gavroche. They were the sentinels from the end of the street, and the The man bent over, remained in a crouching attitude for a moment, and Gavroche on the dead corporal, and Bossuet said to Feuilly: "We are soon we know; but generally he passed his life in doing the same things at evening of their arrival. second. Such is the superiority of Jesus Christ over Napoleon." the Rue Mouffetard; the carriage was already a long way off, and there Fauchelevent's turn had come. one does not precipitate himself into the tragic; one does not make The statues under the trees, white and nude, had robes of shadow pierced The child had laid her head on a stone and fallen asleep. was as inert as a dead body, upon his shoulders, to descend, with this the whole day in the same attitude, a little in advance of the old mill in Kempt's brigade, a great many raw recruits. These young soldiers were windows of the Fine-Air. fired. No discharge followed. Javert's gun was not loaded. The municipal And Grantaire, after this fit of eloquence, had a fit of coughing, which France, restores equity and reason in their plenitude, suppresses every thousand years Thesprion's apostrophe: _Quis properantem me prehendit dressed her in the cast-off petticoats and chemises of the Thénardier the pitcher. Any one who had asked for a glass of water among all those years ago, like the slang of to-day, is permeated with that sombre, beautiful of all your names." "There is a stone to be raised." she pursued triumphantly:-- than Montparnasse in disguise, with blue spectacles, but recognizable to they are atheists; it is with them only a question of definition, and in man to a state of perfection; it simply leads him, as we have noted, to hide! I'm going to put out the light. Are you ready?" he gazed at the horizon at a point where a clump of trees marked the "Do me the service to go and fetch him." tables, and with a crippled, lame, old billiard-table. It was reached to mention it. Voltaire and Napoleon is necessary. the assassinated man the very next day, while at work on the quagmire, off his hand with an axe. that you are the Bishop; but that affords me no information as to your She opened her eyes, saw him, and said quietly, with a smile:-- more at home here than I am myself. Everything here is yours. What need shall meet again soon." Marguerite, and believing in God, which is science. "Never." They always have the same faculties. From the vagrant to the tramp, the two doors. One opens on the street, the other upon a small yard filled "Let it be a white cloth, then." denounced her lover, confessed all, proved all. Two hostile troops on a field of battle are two wrestlers. It is a condemned man for his own. He told him the best truths, which are also was a seigneur de Rochefort. The last was Guy-Étienne-Alexandre, and was recover the sight of one eye. He refused. that you have always been a man after the good God's heart. And then, displayed her legs. This prologue pleased him, and Blachevelle fell fishwife. When one heard her speak, one said, "That is a gendarme"; when us. I have my spouse and my young lady; a very beautiful girl. The in horror. Passage, quicksands are encountered in which one sticks fast, and in will tell her that she must enter her complaint against carter Pierre girls turned round when he passed by, and he fled or hid, with death in "I am going to tell you, equally for nothing, who he is." to see her face in the dark. elegant women in Paris. I quote literally: "One hides one's pear or there stood stone benches which seemed black with moss. The alleys were CHAPTER XII--THE USE MADE OF M. LEBLANC'S FIVE-FRANC PIECE a judge. Marius had not even seen him. Madame Thénardier's countenance assumed that peculiar expression which Laertius every night, before he went to bed. He knew enough Greek to he would, and seek what extenuation he would, he was certainly forced to "Ah! the riot, I am with you!" cried Joly. you ought to perceive that I am well informed. Now what I have to tell taste, good and bad reasons, all the wild pyrotechnics of dialogue, assonance _dig_ repeated five or six times in different forms. This beach far from shore, suddenly notices that for several minutes past, he no longer spoken except by the official orators of magistracy, to whom the republic; and it was the Carmagnole bidding defiance to the This Boulatruelle was a man who was viewed with disfavor by the the stomach than other nations: she more easily knots the rope about her leagues an hour. It is necessary for the good of the country that we gaze of Dante. conditions of education and destiny, the gay and over-free mien of this witty and mirthful, such as, "How ugly you are!--Will you get out of my point that he might have been thought to be absent from himself like a "And then, when there is a ray of sun, the garden is very small for the had the bottles which he had set under the table where Mabeuf lay, short. "I should think so!" exclaimed Madame Magloire. "Monseigneur has not disorder. "Whereabouts in the neighborhood is there an ironmonger's shop?" pieces. Cosette did not know the delightful legend, _I love a little, faces of men, but hated their noise, he found them assembled and silent was told to Jean Valjean. "I had the honor to ask Mademoiselle Gillenormand never to mention him "My name is Madame Thénardier," said the mother of the two little girls. as though, by lending an ear, one might still hear the vague noise of morning." The factory had been closed all day, the carriage gate was bolted, the tavern, with his gun between his knees, had, up to that moment, taken no have classed her, suited her to absolute perfection. Mademoiselle three thousand francs a year, in doing nothing. There had already been more than one episode in their romance, though streets through which no one passed any longer, surrounded by those and mournful gravity in the midst of the throng, was in process of make others share it without their knowledge, one has not the right to in the southern towns they planted the liberty tree; that is to say, a CHAPTER VI--FOUR O'CLOCK IN THE AFTERNOON not wish to pay, troubled as he was. any one? No, all is over, and forever. Here I am all alone. My God! My This orchard is sentient, like others, in the month of May. It has its interesting." had become impossible to her since she had known Marius. horse were found dead among the woodwork of the scales for vehicles at antique. A woman was called _Madame la Générale. Madame la Colonelle_ The child retreated as it had come; the voice died away. Fantine the sword, rose erect, and, with the same abrupt movement, closed the fear was genuine; the stone was there. No doubt was possible; she did philosophy is called blindness. full view, seemed to pass the host in review, and the files separated appreciated, entered into a rather diffuse and very deep rustic harangue deserting it. The bourgeois did not care much about being buried in they had, no doubt, left people on the watch in the street; that if this are bouquets." All these enclosures abut upon the river at one end, and there in all its bestial force. The tavern-keeper stared alternately at Beautiful Alliance, the fatal field of Waterloo had said in advance. them than by quoting the ingenuous remark of one of them: "The prayers Towards the end of the Restoration, these same passers-by might have little jade! He has a way of blowing when he has had no water, which I seemed to him that she filled the entire extremity of the alley with a Near Grantaire, an almost silent table, a sheet of paper, an inkstand heap of rubbish." gold torsades alarmed these shadows, the Marquis de C*****d'E******, sewermen explored the subterranean drain of Paris, the first on the white bread. was. a saved angel. eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org of that in the Fabantou family! I mean to bring them up virtuously, and CHAPTER XII--THE SOLITUDE OF MONSEIGNEUR WELCOME Titlepage Volume One "She touched it with her dirty hands!" pursued the Thénardier, "with her the captain to show himself. the Little Convent had disappeared, the school had disappeared. There assassinated man, and with mire from the assassin. That is the way he wasting your wrath to no purpose. Take care of your supply. One does not man who is generous and noble, and who does not work, is lost. Resources morning,--it was on a Monday, the day when Marius borrowed the that Alexander committed blunders in the war in India, that Cæsar made and, after making all allowance for the despot, a heart like that of Diderot a declaimer; Voltaire on Calas, Labarre, and Sirven, declaimers. We will be explicit. This chaste, almost shy love was not devoid of gallantry, by any means. "That is true." barricades in twenty other quarters of Paris, in the Marais, at thoroughly permeated, so far as her neighbors were concerned, with the Project Gutenberg-tm depends upon and cannot survive without wide spread 'Blondeau, my love, you will not get the very smallest sort of an here! What a glory of God for the community! And miracles issue from impossible for us not to admire, whether they succeed or not, those the waiting for. A rapid dialogue ensued between him and the man with the The shore, beginning with the rubbish heap, was only about thirty paces and who, no doubt, played on all these souls at the same time. There fool, you would know that one cannot be a baron and a lawyer at the same chimney-piece cast a large shadow. There was something indescribably to throw myself into the river. When I think that I wanted to have my from which you could gather nothing, not even sighs, a gloom in which to a bell-wire hung at the right of the grated opening. I repeat, brothers, I repeat, no zeal, no hubbub, no excess; even in ideas to the other: "Dead if I fall, caught if I stay." In the midst of themselves again, there they forgot themselves. That evening, at the those who read us? Did Jean Valjean distinctly perceive, after their often a volcano, revolt is often only a fire of straw. If this mother had returned to Montfermeil at the end of these three confidence, that head of an old man, and that slumber of an infant. description, a malefactor named Jean Valjean, whom justice has long been rye, gay, haggard, barefooted. They can be seen devouring cherries among She was obliged to accustom herself to disrepute, as she had accustomed cross-roads ended, there were often to be seen large, square gratings "You crawl over the walls and you don't care a straw for the government. Finally, this carpenter found, still in the same enclosure, a third chimney-piece hung a crucifix of copper, with the silver worn off, fixed of inebriety, white magic and black magic; wine is only white magic. times, and it is worth it. I will attend to it. She shall be brought from the ancient repertory called classic: "Down with tragedy dear to you are the slave of orders, you are a man of scruples and duty, and you chimney of the New Building, and flung it into the space enclosed by the The clock struck opportunely. It cut "more often" short. It is probable, There appears, in the humid mist, the rat which seems the product to "Five hundred and eighty-four thousand francs!" repeated Mademoiselle world, no one but this woman. Fantine had nursed her child, and this had that your mind may be set at rest." The invisible inexorable, what an obsession! However, this long illness and this long convalescence saved him from crystal was clouded. Javert felt duty divided within his conscience, and two upper ones." This march became more and more laborious. The level of these vaults It was a charming and terrible sight. Gavroche, though shot at, was brink of the abyss. He distinctly perceived in the darkness a stranger, with their harsh and direct light. A useful and graciously austere Any one who, like ourselves, has wandered about in these solitudes two of whom were municipal guardsmen. The municipal guardsmen were barricade lay. it; that this was inevitable and fatal; and then he said to himself, think it necessary to point out here. It is the state of a mind on the in which the beloved man says what he pleases, explains nothing, and a velvet table, beside a marble chimney-piece, insist gently on demeanor of a wrath and of an enigma, one divined in the first barricade the "I don't know the names of the leaders. We folks shall not know the day "Do you think so?" said the bearded man. de Saint-Aulaire and de Bélissen, and an English girl bearing the one shudder to think of it!" it, nor to dress it, nor even to see his hurt, not even Cosette. traversed by him was growing shorter with every instant. He thought that The Society of the Rights of Man engendered the Society of Action. These my darling child well. Cosette, this paper will be found; this is what I They had strange heads. They did not seem to be in a hurry, yet they drowning; I do not speak of the holes that you will be obliged to mask, the porter pulled the rope, the gate opened, and they went out. journeymen in the studios of sculptors. They are an enthusiastic family, He began to speak to them in a voice so feeble that it seemed to come She walked bent forward, with drooping head, like an old woman; the Closed doors, windows, and shutters were to be seen everywhere, in the Bahorel was a good-natured mortal, who kept bad company, brave, a things, he had contemplated that giddiness; he had seen the centuries arms upon the bar of some capstan, with the end of his chain thrust into her husband words which were all the more furious because she dared not realities made him dizzy. Where were they all then? was it really true Fantine raised herself and crouched on her heels in the bed: her eyes He was on top of a wall ten inches wide, stretched out under the heavy She did not open her eyes. "Poor horse!" sighed Fantine. learned from a young licentiate in law, an habitual frequenter of the Now, we note this detail, for the pure satisfaction of being exact, it "Father Fauchelevent, we must come to a decision: I must either be Force. of even impersonal magnificence; and they kept behind the swans' hutch. was still enveloped in 1832, in an immense shirt of woodwork, which we cannon. spot in the evening, and had left them this discourse by way of a kissed the handkerchief, drank it in, placed it on his heart, on his lugubrious reality, and led, by the natural inclination of the when he beheld that mayor, that magistrate, calmly wipe his face and established: Loss of men: at Austerlitz, French, fourteen per cent; President's arm-chair and handed him the paper on which was inscribed to the remark, "That's a good entry." Then he threw aside the paper, and "Do you see this letter?" He continued: his words poured forth, as is the peculiarity of divine without exit. Corinthe created an obstacle, the Rue Mondétour was easily sitting alone on the back side of one of the most solitary slopes in the grass, moss, the sight of birds, tender shadows, agitated branches, and would be the genius of the century; envy was beginning to gnaw at him--a soon as they become aware that they are growing attached to this object, CHAPTER X--THE PLATEAU OF MONT-SAINT-JEAN the Little Convent had disappeared, the school had disappeared. There last all their lives; he told himself that he really had not suffered spiritual, addressed this sally to him, "Monseigneur, people are Let us say at once that that merry obstacle, a shower, was lacking in Let us remark, by the way, that the hatred of luxury is not an manner the constitution of the houses which stood at that epoch near the thieves. But let us leave the soldier, especially the contemporary dishes." Whose fault was it? No one's. wavers, returns to shadow, threatens and glares. One word resembles a All at once, Jondrette lifted up his voice:-- was a little lad, about ten years old, with a marmot, I think, and a candid as a dove is white and who suspected nothing; he talked of her The eldest Jondrette girl had retired behind the door, and was staring and standing for hours together singing hard enough for four in front of There are birds in the clouds, just as there are angels above human "You do not believe in everything." than Fantine the Blonde, who was still in her first illusions. Marius, saying rapidly, in a curt tone:-- square in Corinth a statue carved by Silanion and catalogued by Pliny; already been effaced from the memories of Parisians, and which deserved deliver the letter. Give it here." Thénardier resumed: permit it to escape into nothingness. In the obliteration of things Louis Philippe was rather too much of a paternal king; that incubation When M. Mabeuf straightened himself up, there was no longer any one laid. These two barricades, both of them symbols, under two different it; that this was inevitable and fatal; and then he said to himself, And he added in an aside, to himself: "Here I am a duenna." The Bishop of D---- to supply here a detail which the papers of tradition among ruffians and assassins. He was at the head of "June 18th, 1815, Waterloo." of the vast trapezium which resulted from the intersection of the Rue despairing certainty does not make its way into a man without thrusting garden, a Pamela. Your taste is not bad. She is said to be a very tidy cross. but to augment the oscillations of the foot-rope; he did not shout, for that I did evil, and that is why God pardons me. I shall feel the I entered here; but you are so good, that I no longer know what has mastroquets, bastringues, manezingues, bibines of the rag-pickers, him to make this memorable remark in the midst of the orgy: "Pull off my prayer; women who think themselves wives, spectres who think themselves seemed very pretty indeed to him. black shroud, of woollen, which was heavy in summer and thin in winter, The sun was not yet hidden behind the horizon; there was still light Thus three results ensued from one idea. He had to be carried away and replaced by another. Several minutes were that she had only been able to lay by forty-two francs and ten sous for he had not been able to escape through the fine meshes of the census of Marius was in error. There are fathers who do not love their children; wild, fierce, submerged in obscurity, with cicatrices on its pavements more than effect the beginning of a breach on the south, but without demolish the monarchy, they fling all laws to the earth, they put the of land, fraternity, frugality, hospitality, renunciation, confidence, illuminating nations of scouts! _Vitælampada tradunt_. had served her for a bed, and interred in the vault under the altar of CHAPTER III--JUST INDIGNATION OF A HAIR-DRESSER himself. He had professional aphorisms, which he inserted into his wife's mind. Chinese puzzle, thrusting out and entangling its chaos of Ts and Zs She will find my letter. I bequeath to her the two candlesticks which spreading her wings like a fan over her brood; the father fluttered things. This makes heaps in my room. I put the rags in a basket, the dispensations, private baptisms, sermons, benedictions, of churches or announce to you, my fine fellows!" permit it to escape into nothingness. In the obliteration of things orders. I am to nail up the coffin. At eleven o'clock exactly, I am to huge dog, who shows his teeth and replaces the English. driven to seek authorities, and who clutches at every branch, "she would "Yes, reverend Mother." himself, with a firm tread, towards the station-house indicated by a For the second time, he stopped short. In the middle of another conversation, he chanced to exclaim:-- sometimes mounted thus even to the roof of the galley prison. "What vault?" All at once she rapidly adjusted her disordered garments, dropped the room. Immediately." Fantine had quitted her province ten years before. M. sur M. had changed Jean Valjean's first care had been to get hold of his shoes and put them Jean Valjean's step made more noise than usual in the chambers. All the child. that the prisoner was Jean Valjean. He took note of this. So this man There was a stone there. The Bishop sat down. The exordium was abrupt. gratitude not discharged, they would leave a shadow on his life, which keep always on the dark side of the street. The street was straight of theft, for he has! I remain here; I go on: in ten years I shall have "I admire Enjolras," said Bossuet. "His impassive temerity astounds me. began with other people, but he has had to wind up with himself, after which opened on the back yard. BOOK FIRST.--A FEW PAGES OF HISTORY Either by chance, or because he had begun to feel a dawning uneasiness, years. I will pay. What is that to me? I have money. I am very weary; had lost it. hung with tapestry, against which stood tufted easy-chairs. Jean Valjean where one encounters one of these workmen, sometimes divine, sometimes necessary to each other, and embraced each other closely. hole, this grating would have prevented it. It did not allow the passage Everything was there; the apparatus was the same, the hour of the night, right. Absolute right cried: "I protest!" then, terrible to say, it have become rich otherwise! Oh! Society ought to be grasped by the four the wrongs are not increased by them. While carrying Marius' "duds" He took a turn round the hovel, and added:-- there for him to give up the ghost at the very moment when no one was somnambulist of this dream which had crumbled, essaying once more to which is called innocence! a bell. He rang. des Prêcheurs. broken pane! And in such weather! My spouse in bed! Ill!" old man. "You have promised me to become an honest man. I buy your soul. 1845, it still obtained lay-sisters here and there. But of professed She felt herself absolutely chilled with terror. Was this another "No, it is the bourgeoisie." erased from the King's carriage, the cross torn from Notre Dame, There came a sound at the door, and he raised his eyes. themselves, certain Very-Lofty mortals, man-stars, may be mistaken? That revolt. Israel against Moses, Athens against Phocian, Rome against was, in this explosion of an evil nature disclosing everything, in that ball had traversed his breast from side to side. He was dead. There occur formidable hours in our civilization; there are moments when with profound understanding, would designate M. de Montmorency as "a He laid his hand on the knob, the latch yielded, the door opened. Jean "Their hunger is the enemy of my thirst." just stated, their misfortune was greater than they were. They faded out These contemplations lasted for hours which seemed minutes. of sovereign authority, an expression all the more alarming in The fortress was complete. The barricade was the rampart, the wine-shop warm he was; the other man felt a pistol under his waistcoat. some diversion shall arise. the result of having pocketed an income; a note fell due yesterday. The the word--robbed. as to write." document for conviction in his pocket. After which he opened the told him that his neighbors, the wretched Jondrette family, had been rock to rock, after having reflected the sky in its transparency and fallen weapons re-distributed, the interior of the redoubt cleaned, the that the prisoner was Jean Valjean. He took note of this. So this man mouth, characterizes the sagacious attention of a man who is endeavoring It was not easy to direct his course. say timidly:-- prove Gavroche's salvation. The garden abutted on a solitary, unpaved outline, something made of granite, a resolution, a will; to find would have been a solemn and charming sight for any one who could have incessantly at that portrait. One day, he happened to say, as he gazed each other, their battle-axes in hand, masked with iron, gloved with the things about her. Her hands, which she had wet in drawing the water, them than the Spanish captain. _porte piétonne_.16 The Bernardines-Benedictines of the Rue Petit-Picpus cursorily, there is still an abyss between these races of men and the "Has moved away," replied the porter. passed the night in some one of those sentry-boxes where people read the "I will do anything to prove my zeal towards the community. These are my have a fire." sacrifice. The convent is supreme egoism having for its result supreme his glasses of cocoa impartially,--now to the Government, now to the food of the children themselves severe. A single dish of meat and offensive and thrust forward; the gigantic breach made in the French "How ugly Paris is when it has put on a white chemise!" said she. [THE END OF VOLUME III. "MARIUS"] grandfather much, as the latter's gayety and cynicism repelled him, and has scales under its belly, but is not a lizard, which has pustules on two men more than an abyss was to say, the _regicides_, or to say cells which we have already mentioned. long-continued pressure of feet. Upon this uneven floor, where the dirt of these human beings thus bound and passive beneath the cold clouds of "Forty sous." and how he had made his way into the garden. It seemed so simple to her been proscribed, a wanderer, poor. He had lived by his own labor. In She had hardly begun to regain her confidence since she had been with somewhat incensed at this handsome and disdainful individual. A Mohammedanism, the only religion which is ornamented with a hen-roost! looked at the girl with a sensation of comfort. "What is she making?" went on the stranger, in a gentle voice which a sort of joy at the idea that it might be granted to him perhaps to from time to time; the rain mattered nothing to that throng. Many and definitely, the problem over which he had, in a manner, fallen up in the rain, went and came along the roofs. At the same time, Jean Valjean had just attained his twenty-fifth year. He took the collar of his coat. He said:-- myself? I am arrested; this Champmathieu is released; I am put back in him, that he was an excellent gardener, that the community would receive so it was let for forty francs a year. There was every sort of thing man; he was a strange gamin-fairy. He might have been called the gaze was full of pity, anguish, and supplication. She followed its reassured. All at once, on turning round, he thought he perceived in the in his hand, Father Mabeuf was surveying his plants, and among others a she was to austerities, felt a tear spring to her eyes. you live now?" allowed the latter to entangle himself in the street, saying to himself: At the corner of the Rue du Petit-Banquier, a bent old woman was He paused, smote the table with his fist, and added, as he ground his to laugh. That encourages one to deceive her. To see her gay removes to him:-- stars. I thought it was going to rain, and I re-entered the town, to He started, for he recognized the voice which had called to him two And at a signal from Courfeyrac, the mob flung themselves into the Rue anything more than an immense dare-devil? Chamber . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 10 " The father went on: little angel of the Holy Virgin! what will become of her, poor creature? straw. We will see about that after dinner." with the city council." had an unconquerable conviction that Cosette was escaping from him. He other still unorganized groups, which were destined to take form later CHAPTER VI--THE BEGINNING OF AN ENIGMA conscience, the one enjoining him to respect his father's testament, the overwhelmed with amazement; there was no longer any one there. has seen only the misery of woman has seen nothing; he must see the One old lady, a subscriber to the _Drapeau Blanc_, made the following "There now! He is not coming! What if he were not to come! I shall have brands in such a manner as to entirely conceal them. their happy life resuming its course. At certain hours, everything seems at a time. These men watched me pass. stairs again as speedily as possible, you will pay the coachman, and shade of olive, ornamented on the two seams with an indefinite, but They always have the same faculties. From the vagrant to the tramp, the the prick, to do without the nuptial bed, and to brave love? Nothing breathe, he gazed at his child. The scarred veteran was afraid of that a priest who is despatching a prayer in haste. It was probably the that indescribable and disdainful noise with his lips which signifies:-- stretched out on this bed, without the power to make a movement, so successive levies of youth who traverse the schools, who pass it from between the wall of the houses and the extremity of the barricade which In the midst of this prostration, a hand was laid on his shoulder, and a between the two leaves of a half-shut door. Who is there who has not The others were men; these were women. Mame Hucheloup, a good likeness, went and came from morning till Montfermeil. If my son meets him, he will do all the good he can to to throw a light on M. Madeleine's origin. It was concluded that some or to limit the effect, the contemplator falls into those unfathomable rest. The carriage gate and the house door were two contiguous grated millions, being all wadded with bank-bills. This piqued Javert's mouth.] "My friend," he said to the stableman, "is there a wheelwright here?" Uncertainty was at an end for Jean Valjean: fortunately it still lasted millions, being all wadded with bank-bills. This piqued Javert's among the possibilities in the way of furniture. merely a sou; not at all, he possesses liberty. It was a large sou of This man was dressed in a great-coat which was perfectly new and too Jean Valjean had before him what resembled the two branches of a Y. and wild triumph. twelve; the almude of the Canaries, twenty-five; the cuartin of the the door, the leaf of which folded back upon him in such a manner as to All was peace and silence; there was no one on the road; a few stray "Come," exclaimed Gavroche mentally, "here's a nook!" and he curled up with that clear, upright, sincere, honest, austere, and ferocious and, possibly, a violent man. His universal suavity was less an instinct This arises from the fact that she is an artist. There is a purple from below. Meanwhile he had halted, and for the last two minutes he had been of Patron Minette; two of those leaders, Babet and Gueulemer, had been house. This house has since been demolished and rebuilt, and the number "Besides, she is more than a dead woman, she is a saint." Fifteen francs is fifteen francs, and besides, you may not be able to CHAPTER V--ORIGINALITY OF PARIS Valjean." would need to be devilish strong. And then he runs the risk of getting wrong, the other is in the right. In democratic states, the only ones her first love affair, as we have said; she had given herself to this blew vermin over the crowd, picking out the women; the dawn accentuated capable of that." seething around him with the resignation of a martyr and the majesty of elections. having done such a thing as that! What's the use of being two old men, few paces from him; the galley-sergeant seemed a phantom to him. All of CHAPTER VII--SOME PETTICOAT no fault of his. Perhaps, even, he is already dead. Here his fever done right; he had quaffed fresh bitterness; disgust and lassitude were "Enter, sir." features. One of the most surprising is the prompt stripping of the The servant informed Sister Simplice in a very low tone, that the But this was explained when it became known that the doctor had bent fresh cheese, and a large loaf of rye bread. She had, of her own accord, in his hand the roll of silver which was in the pocket of his waistcoat. to write, to cipher. He felt that to fortify his intelligence was to guarded souls listen. Hence the falls which they accomplish, and the Cosette, but a year before only an indifferent little girl, would have but he is a thief. He did not kill Javert, but he is a murderer." informed. Ideas recur to him with abrupt lucidity; the obliteration of hypocrisy of the invalid, treated her patients abruptly, roughly, was quarter of a league in extent. They were giant men, on colossal horses. such as are rarely seen, and princes such as are never seen." and vaulted in 1740. These two vaults, especially the less ancient, that If the two poor little beings had listened and if they had been of an armies of the emperor of Germany, upsetting Beaulieu on Alvinzi, Wurmser infantry at one and the same time. He accompanied Napoleon to the Island providence of society, vanquished and hurled to earth; and, erect, at was shut up there. This woman in turn transmitted the note to another The driver halted, winked, and held out his left hand to Marius, rubbing true, have deceived you all, and remained Monsieur Fauchelevent. So long All at once, he stopped short. from a tank. Another walk made the circuit of the garden, and skirted He turned aside from all illusions, detached himself more and more from consequently as too convenient. We make a distinction between one "Mother Plutarque!" thought Gavroche, "another farcical name." At intervals, the death rattle interrupted her. She put her face as near of these trips, in the first place? Next, how can the posting be Fantine laid her head on her pillow and said in a low voice: "Yes, Phodromus, Diabolus, and Argyrippus, descend from Courtille in Labatut's His name was Javert, and he belonged to the police. forest as a hiding-place for his treasures. Goodwives affirm that it is and, after making all allowance for the despot, a heart like that of CHAPTER VI--JEAN VALJEAN "Here's the street in its low-necked dress! How well it looks!" the ascetic and the sage converge. There is a material growth; we portraits of "the head of the State." In addition to this, he extracted "Who goes there?" said the master. The woman raised her head; her furious voice suddenly died away. Her "General," said Gavroche "I'm on my way to look for a doctor for my wife other: "He is an assistant gardener." beauties say to me incessantly, 'Tholomyès, when will you bring forth To thunder forth such a reply at the lightning-flash that kills you is protected tolerably well, even by their evil fate, were abruptly hurled who knew Jean Valjean. Inquiries were made at Toulon. Besides Brevet, had drunk a couple of bottles of wine with his supper, and who had not "The Emperor was never wounded but once, was he, sir?" Père Lachaise exhales beneath nocturnal rains same gleams as the Fantine, with the feverish vivacity of certain organic maladies, which between the convict and the Bishop is described with ingenious