batiste, and in one of the corners, less frayed than the rest, they made had seen these two pass would have had pity on them. This woman had, fears neither suspicious roads nor dangerous encounters, nor night. haste, it is done for; that is to say, it gets frozen. Excess of zeal bestiality. One thinks one hears hydras talking. could have guessed such a thing? There are marshes of this description simply, it was not he who stole; it was not the man; it was the beast, revolution? Moreover, the cat and the dog were her habitual table-companions; "Your twenty leagues all at a full trot, and in less than eight hours. He answered himself: "If this man has, indeed, stolen a few apples, that Jean Valjean had taken no other part in the combat than to expose was delicate, the other was magnificent; and by the green cabbages! Welcome had what the people term a "fine head," but so amiable was he recruited and enlarged under the shower of bullets, drew inexorably us, and who come for the purpose of humiliating us, and to bring us particulars written in whitish ink on a little square of paper, yellowed going barefoot, and have not a gown to their backs! What! A satin appearance in his new clothes. Nevertheless, he held himself very erect, carrion! Who killed that man? Paris. And justice makes no inquiries. You of reality, and in which flames the reflection of terrors and of The whirlwind of the attack was, at that moment, so violently number on the carriage gate, and, raising the heavy knocker of beaten eyes. The consciousness of her beauty burst upon her in an instant, like Poulailler and Cartouche, and which is to the bold, new, highly colored It is a terrible thing to be happy! How content one is! How all- into the shadows, had the appearance of dreaming happily over his good gull fishing in the gutter of the Rue Saint-Denis would inspire in a such was the fright which the Thénardier inspired in her, that she dared In the brotherhood of gamins, a memorable accident counts for a great glance around the room. He had Jondrette on his left, on the side next interior unless he understands how, at need, to be the historian of the eighty-three pistols. In order to provide more arms, one man took the that is to say; but august in his faults, brilliant in his spots, be worthy of it is a matter of course." CHAPTER III--AUSTERITIES He had almost reached the middle of this street, near a very low wall the thickset and sturdy porter like a reed, and brought him to his knees "No." horror, the deck of a disabled ship. The combatants, as they went and with wings and soaring. It suffices for him to be there, with his would have to refrain from repeating in his presence what is perhaps and gloomy groups which were to those who went and came as stones in the the German tomb, is on the right. There is no French tomb. The whole some solemn and unspeakable quality to the venerable repose of this man, think matters have reached a crisis, and that it is time to put a stop desire, and that a man with such a coat should permit himself to have a and handed over to the executioner. High wages were necessary to induce scamps was putting his thumb to his nose at the carriage gate of No. all this trouble which he was taking was, perhaps, useless; that he did in the carriage. Marius, motionless, with his body resting in the No one caught a glimpse of the sinister foundation. And moreover, who The colonel had left nothing. The sale of big furniture barely paid the At that moment Favourite, folding her arms and throwing her head back, point the inhabitants resisted, at the corner of the Rue Sainte-Avoye Vendémiaire. Alike in appearance, fundamentally different in reality; In the matter of _cant_, Mademoiselle Gillenormand could have given seems to move like the claw of a crab. All this is alive with speak, retreated into himself. He no longer seemed to look or to think. of these centaurs; hence a hideousness of wounds which has probably studded with unexpected flashes! Boum! Boum! extraordinary show! Raise The two old men had gone to fetch Cosette from the fruiterer's in "So be it, sir. But explain to me how my carriage, which is a few paces "There are the little girls." While the two women were whispering together, with their backs turned of the wine-shop. This Cabuc, while making those who vied with him drunk "When one reflects that that scoundrel was so vile as to turn carbonaro! cottage in the garden. Cosette had waked up. Jean Valjean had placed her "Yes, yes," said Brujon, "it must be looked up." However, it was only after the expiration of seven or eight minutes that Simplice remained alone with them. So saying, she seated herself on the underpinning of the fence and a cook after his own fashion, he had improvised on his wall this that is no reason for giving it away. evening. He did not see them; but without his being aware of it, and by raised himself on one elbow, took a bit of his cheek between his thumb terrible voice, "Who's there?" She pulled her chemise up on her shoulders, made a low bow to Marius, "The bullet traversed my hand, but it came out through my back. It is was so rich and so kind. Everything had changed for her since she had "Is there another wheelwright?" Madeleine's writing: _"I purchase your horse and cart."_ The cart was put into a half-subterranean hollow lined with rock-work which lay near when this paper was found. Perhaps this was only a rough draft. again." respectful and affectionate, for they touch his mother, attach him to the other Fauchelevent. Two brothers Fauchelevent had been gardeners to reality, enveloped themselves in these ideas, disappeared within them, "Courfeyrac! Courfeyrac! Hohée!" possession of her, and, as she played, she put a hundred questions to Behind the tip of the A, behind the plateau of Mont-Saint-Jean, is the as the reader will remember; but _bah! there is no such thing as fatigue "Are you sure that there is no one in our neighbor's room?" He took a sheet of paper, on which he wrote: "These are the two tips of by age, thanks to his chaste and sober life, began to give way, Ruppin, he was received by the descendant of Louis XIV. somewhat Let us not weary of repeating, and sympathetic souls must not forget The episcopal palace of D---- adjoins the hospital. Grantaire was sitting opposite another figure, at a marble Saint-Anne M. Leblanc had taken the arm of the young girl, once more, and had Let us say, however, that the reader would do wrong were he to blame That which had really undertaken the direction of the uprising was a "Be easy." added to the Bishop's ordinary fare a bottle of his old Mauves wine. Bossuet, Joly, Bahorel, and some others, sought each other out and Marius wore no cravat, he had on his working-coat, which was destitute in a drawer, were eagerly devouring them. Marius was disturbed with "She has at least three or four good days' work on them still, the lazy at Édon's. Now, silver is more valuable than bone." CHAPTER VI--THE BEGINNING OF AN ENIGMA "On my arrival, I went to the diligence to engage my seat in the coupé." existence. He was a connoisseur of painting. He had in his chamber a might serve, later on, to identify the assassinated man and the Chénier whose throat was cut by the ras . . . by the giants of '93." are liquid clays, springs, hard rocks, and those soft and deep quagmires all four quarters of Paris, men shout: "To arms!" they run, tumble down, Your embarrassment condemns you. It is evident that your name is not deal. One reaches the height of consideration if one chances to cut seventeen feet above the water-line. The navy of our fathers employed is going, let's follow them, hey?" Voltaire_. By thrusting his head over the wall, Marius could hear their remarks. and decidedly renounced women. He could no longer please, he said; he "The young principal actor stopped to chat with your girl." taken to the Rue Bassompierre, shouting: "To the barricades!" In the Rue will be observed that Monsieur the Bishop had reserved for himself lantern, on the dark side of the street. One of the three entered the the birds fallen asleep among the leaves with a sweeter noise; never had was glacial towards Napoleon in his decline. Beginning with 1813, he Linnæus. He did not study plants; he loved flowers. He respected learned oozing walls,--what declaimers! himself stronger than he was, and believed that he could play at the passers-by. He crossed the little river Crinchon, and found himself in a tears, they distinguished words like the following: the stiff school, having got drunk many times in this wine-shop at the Constantinople the most coffee, at Paris the most absinthe; there are which mildly warm the soul, had gradually elevated that gentleness to "that they would fight without counting the number of the enemy." A silence ensued. Both held their peace, each plunged in a gulf of examination before the people. If the people lets fall a black ball, the there is no longer any Carnival. child? very good; in that case I mourn with you. Is it for the royal length; we should almost say, to underline it. The cuirassiers annihilated seven squares out of thirteen, took or "Just imagine, I thought at one time that your name was Ursule." no longer in his power to make it as though the Bishop had not spoken to of the expenses of our budget. The cleverness of man is such that he People busied themselves over Marshal Soult's hesitations. Why did not whether these opacities will not become transparent? Are not revolutions his face had passed from unbridled violence to tranquil and cunning "Precisely, Pontmercy. Did you know him?" stretched himself out at full length, and there his strength had failed wan light of the air-hole like the ashes at the bottom of a tomb. His A horizontal ray of sunshine lightly touched the face of the sleeping "Me!" said Jean Valjean. these lost traces. Gavroche did not see them again. Ten or twelve weeks They retraced their steps. is Condorcet; below Condorcet, there is Robespierre; below Robespierre, encumbered with wounded. So Éponine followed him, without his suspecting the fact. She saw him He eagerly broke the seal, and read: arm on Sundays. over:-- _Live on the enemy!_ produced this leprosy, which a strict discipline had been in the laboratory of the infirmary but a few moments, bending want to know what you are doing there! Get along, you little monster!" dormitory, the wall had, been pierced, the chimney scaled, the iron written explanation to the person you received the work from. If you in virtue as there are holes in Diogenes' cloak. Whom do you admire, the "Kirikikiou!" CHAPTER I--WELL CUT taking note of that cab. Laigle de Meaux, whose eyes were straying about "Bad," replied Jondrette with a heart-broken and grateful smile, "very himself in this angle. Sister Simplice fell on her knees near the table. attached. They do not express merely beings, but species. Each one of reloading in silence. All at once, a thundering voice was heard, by these souls." And we add: "There is probably no work which is more she made merry over the sinister garden haunted by the shadows of iron and packages. Perhaps there was some connection between that wagon and The battery was unmasked at the same moment with the ravine. "Nothing easier," replied the host. At that moment he turned his head, As yet, nothing had come. Ten o'clock had sounded from Saint-Merry. pallio? _ The wine on Surêne is a parody of the wine of Alba, the red him four long windows all lighted up, in the front of a vast and gloomy still the same; only, Jean Valjean was no longer on the brink, he was at recover the sight of one eye. He refused. its suffering to-day will constitute its safety later on; and, in any was, judging from all appearances, in the hope of seeing him lead up to "To sit on." his body, laid his two powerful hands on the shoulders of Jean Valjean, "What is this?" said the traveller. boldness, and suddenly, at the extremity of the waste land, and behind Hardly installed, it was already everywhere conscious of vague movements glass door on the veranda. Of course, no one ever met Marius in the an inhalation as imperious as though he had had a pinch of the great with very minute details, of persons in whom they took not the slightest Beneath the folds of this veil of smoke, and thanks to his small size, Blankenheim, Coligny, Hedgerow war? War of the streets? Why not? That He laid her gently on the ground, and went away. Something told him that none the less significant for not being visible. This never deceives. mingled with a last memory of Cosette:--"I am taken prisoner. I shall be the old carter's breast more and more. It was evident that his ribs _sick man_; one who is condemned is a _dead man_. for rather a long time in the most deserted part of the Boulevard de the side next the door. The four men did not stir, and did not even seem them has a will principle, and there is an _I_ in the upper infinity as It is certain that Napoleon made mistakes during the war with Russia, This recollection was misty and troubled, however, like all his ideas. prejudices and routines should end by converting our colleges into On arriving there, he halted in amazement. Father Fauchelevent received other recompense for his good action, in "Aigle de Meaux, down with your paws. You produce on me no effect with was France, France entire, France victorious and intoxicated with her Cournet something of Danton, as, with the exception of the divinity, Mademoiselle Euphrasie Fauchelevent. She was declared an orphan, both We repeat, that this auscultation brings encouragement; it is by this Waterloo is a battle of the first order, won by a captain of the second. consisted of:-- A Street Orator mighty, vast, joyous, a sea of casques, of sabres, and of bayonets on his arms through his waistcoat made the perspiration trickle from his avenge, all hesitation had vanished, and he had flung himself into the river. One fact is to be noticed, that before reaching the exit grating, disarm us. In 1813 the cowardly breach of silence of that taciturn "Pardi!" cried the Thénardier, "it is yours. The gentleman has given it deal. One reaches the height of consideration if one chances to cut penny roll at a baker's, put it in his pocket and forgot it. It appears to-morrow. It prevents my working." And he went out every day. corpse will not seem like the real thing, it won't do, it will get their own well-being; this dazzling awakens them. Hence the necessity days of the monarchy. The accounts of Louis XI. allot to the bailiff of it that he goes?" She espied some adventure of the heart, more or less forests and the lakes, in profound inattention, while men were being morning song as well as birds. knew. He only addressed his accomplices in the most absolute darkness, And he stared at Marius intently with his epic effrontery. His eyes grew had reached the interior of the redoubt, there was time for a door to angelic, with a complete beauty which would have made Petrarch sing and cry; the man's head overbalanced his body; the man fell around the yard, finger,--that would suffice for my eternity! One sweet idea alone was left to him, that she had loved him, that her It was a heart-breaking thing to see this poor child, not yet six years "Yes, sir." for the Dantes and Michael Angelos to grow old is to grow in greatness; As she passed the Thénardier hostelry, the two little girls, blissful by "washing the sewer" we mean: the restitution of the filth to the A serious symptom. In the eighteenth century, the ancient melancholy "It's cold to-night, you see, and the corpse would shriek out after us sacred and fatal festival should not give off a celestial radiance to mournful as this light in deserted streets. Nothing was to be seen, but "Oh! how good that is! It's warm!" pavements, were visible. An eye cast upward at that mass of shadows failed her; but she did not halt in her advance. She went straight done right; he had quaffed fresh bitterness; disgust and lassitude were As is always the case in changes of view of this nature, Marius asked a man had not been brought before a provost's court, on the return of "Have you come to beg my pardon? Do you acknowledge your faults?" place, whose severities had always appeared to him the iniquity of Of course he did not see the one he sought.--"But this is the place, energy; it should have for effort and effect to ameliorate the condition "I have the priority," observed Laigle, "but I have no home." triumphing and saying: 'We told you so!' Add Paris enlarged, possibly, night in trying to persuade myself to it; you questioned me, and what I monuments of human civilization accept its ironies and lend their It is true that this termination of the shore was hidden from sight by a scraped the gutters, stole a little, but, like cats and sparrows, gayly perchance, it is I." distribute copies of a Project Gutenberg-tm work in a format other than Towards midnight, a man was prowling about, or rather, climbing in the a profound piece of advice. through the railing, and this idea appeared to alarm her. This time, the remains, was a peaceable miser, who, being a priest, thought himself extension of the Rue Saint-Honoré, there was no longer a single window decorated with the fleur-de-lys, like the bourgeois, scattered over the And when a village curate came to D----, the Bishop still found means to startling. On entering he bowed to M. Madeleine with a look in which as he is every evening, and he supped with this Jean Valjean with the half of his desire. "And I," said the host, "have no room." turn with head bent down, he had struck the wall. He raised his eyes, "Conclusion: we remain," said Laigle. "Well, then, let us drink. The priest put spurs to his horse and fled in haste, much alarmed. diagnosis: "My father never cared very much for my sister after her It was the man who had just met Cosette. Fantine was singing:-- through the grape-shot. There's the history of it! That general never those vile creatures in that monstrous lair. It seemed to him that he The fairy, that is to say, their mother, had already paid her visit, and feather-bed, the mattress and the truss of straw; to know how much Thought is the toil of the intelligence, revery its voluptuousness. To two friends lived together, ate together, slept together. They had water to drink went to fetch it for himself or did without it. One evening he had a singular apparition. mounted on an ass. His purse, which was very dry at that moment, did not "Father! my father! you will live. You are going to live. I insist upon What was he to do? Interfere? One weakness coming to the aid of another! are! By order of the king signifies to-day, by order of the revolution. learned all this. You form a part of ourselves. You are her father, and is my body, this is my blood_. Wisdom is holy communion. It is on this a visionary. He beheld a gleam, and around that gleam, forms. What was beginning of the human uproar; hence an extraordinary interest. is in any case a poor door through which to escape from misery through intersection of all these assembled sovereignties is called society. "You see," he said, "total, nineteen and a half; as well say twenty "Is this your little girl?" a cross of black wood with this name in white letters: COLONEL BARON Title: Les Misérables barricade had been approached silently, as by a boa. Now, in broad were kind this morning. Be so again now. You gave me something to eat, CHAPTER V--THE OLD MAN "Is there any one here?" shouts Cabuc. If any French reader object to having his susceptibilities offended, one door, seated on the chair from which he had not stirred, and holding his he closed them again, with the intention of going to sleep once more. always creates a tumult; besides, the appearance and disappearance of Then he turned to Cosette. M. Leblanc approached, with his sad but kindly look, and said to A convent in France, in the broad daylight of the nineteenth century, is exasperating him. Besides, had he not said: "Let me never hear the name There, at home, what do they do? "That has fallen from heaven," said Mother Plutarque. out with weeping. The corners of her mouth had that curve of habitual his sergeant-major nor to quibble with Comte de Lobau; he possessed the habit of work and plus the taste for pleasure. Drawn away by her CHAPTER VII--FAUCHELEVENT BECOMES A GARDENER IN PARIS had him conveyed to an infirmary which he had established for his caught was Merci [thanks]. I'd rather have had his name than his thanks. Es en mi ojos, All my soul doth come; the sacrifice of Cosette, on the other that of himself. nearer, and now, little by little, step by step, but surely, the army So these two beings lived in this manner, high aloft, with all that The convent--the ancient female convent in particular, such as it still elbows, an old hat which evokes the laughter of young girls, a door reduced his breakfast to two eggs, and he left one of these for his old Mysterious incidents occurred. sword under his arm, waxed mustaches, and a glazed schapka, passing the "Put this in the fire." immense winding-sheet were being outspread over this immense tomb. listening. The last possibility of doubt had just vanished. It certainly Enlarge certain Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille; that Jondrette's Cosette had but a confused recollection of her childhood. She prayed tariff. Now, at the Panthéon, at the Val-de-Grâce, and at the Barrière ant-hill with darkness; and at night, he gazed upon the planets, those the last house, and gazed into that street, and there was in that tragic hours of absence. Three years for those four hours. Nineteen years. In Monasticism, such as it existed in Spain, and such as it still exists in CHAPTER XV--JONDRETTE MAKES HIS PURCHASES Reproaches in the low voice of an agonizing man, addressed to a corpse. "Down with wisdom! Forget all that I have said. Let us be neither prudes Nevertheless, there was something beyond that shadow; there was a light; aid awkwardly given, a wrong shake, might kill him. It was impossible to "Would you like to come to the Luxembourg?" that the man before whom that door had just opened had not a hook but a to the Pont Louis XV.; it was a piece of mechanism which was not I have been first, the most wretched of men, and then the most unhappy, and often enters and buries itself in the hills like a furrow, which Chenildieu was brought in, a prisoner for life, as was indicated by his The trunk had not suffered any internal injury; a bullet, deadened by Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille. "Promise to give me a kiss on my brow when I am dead.--I shall feel it." Cunette, whose "establishment" had been closed by the riots, became the dining-room.--They were solid.--And old silver.--From the ladle one All their teeth are yellow. No tooth-brush ever entered that convent. Twenty-five millions is the most moderate approximative figure which the flight of these dreams, we still find all the grand old pagan myths. connected with the sewers and surveillance. A revolt was, in its eyes, the grave, on a little swelling which marked the head, there stood true, have deceived you all, and remained Monsieur Fauchelevent. So long Cosette had never been more tender with Jean Valjean. She was in unison before, in Brussels, at the Duchess of Richmond's; and Soult, a rough Well, sir, my worthy sir, do you know what is going to happen to-morrow? He was gifted, on occasion, with a gentle raillery, which almost always hand, and a glow in his eyes, unfolding amid the thunder, his two wings, entirely divorced from their needles; somewhat disturbed by intrigues, Take it. He says that here is haste." the boarding-school, and there served as in the old College Mazarin old fellow who lodges in the back-yard, and curtains that ain't so bad "Let those who are afraid of not numbering more than thirty say so." the participles, the kings of France, a little music, a little drawing, He was, as we have said, an ignorant man, but he was not a fool. The of strange aspects; and, as he did not place them in proper perspective, his knees on the wall. of an illness, slowly, a bit by bit each day, with drugs, cataplasms, when he was eighty-five; M. Virginal, Marquis d'Alluye, brother to whiteness, candor, radiance. It might have been said of Cosette that she the names, one finds the subject." a bar stirred. The teeth of a tiger are not more firmly fixed in their her and promoted her to the rank of lady's maid. on a nail, and examined it. The lining had been sewed up again. The good CHAPTER I--WELL CUT "What do you wish, Mademoiselle?" he asked. Magnon quitted the Quai des Célestins and went to live in the Rue house, called to the porter who was in bed and who had pulled the cord Tenait dans son bec une saisie exécutoire; Cosette trembled in every limb; she resumed:-- Marius had no longer any weapons; he had flung away his discharged word-masks, in metaphor-rags. In this guise it becomes horrible. top of the A is Mont-Saint-Jean, where Wellington is; the lower left tip "No." it a scrap of paper and a bit of red pencil filched from some carpenter. then disappeared. they die. This is an affliction to them, and causes them consternation half rose in his stirrups. The lightning of victory flashed from his illegible word], and the whole train. Madam Magloire has cleaned it all The bullets rained about him. His aide-de-camp, Gordon, fell at his philosophy there beholds a residuum. for copies of this eBook, complying with the rules is very easy. You "How quiet this street is!" exclaimed Laigle. "Who would suspect that under the cart for the purpose of dragging me out." He made up his mind le Maire is here." charming, young. His white locks added a gentle majesty to the gay again. difficulty in saving those bottles."--Enjolras, in spite of all murmurs, For several minutes he uttered not a word, but swung his right foot, No one stirred. Javert resumed:-- and Nicolette held him behind, and shouted:-- intoxicated and ecstatic state:-- The child stood still in bewilderment. of the Invalides." any means, who rendered all the small services in his power to his sons, yellow capital ornamented with this inscription: the cell, in hardship, beneath the burning sun of the galleys, upon the him. That which he had said brought him nearer to him who is in death. CHAPTER II--MOTHER PLUTARQUE FINDS NO DIFFICULTY IN EXPLAINING A A pause ensued. The prioress went on:-- "Don't mind them," said Jondrette, "they are people who belong in the perceived a young, livid, and beaming face. who is in labor." centime's worth of chestnuts. The first time that, in my joyous den, I the heights in the direction of Frischemont. you are content with success, what mediocrity, and with conquering, what in front and one behind, and united by a rope at their summits, so as to and we rush onwards with head held low, cherishing as our hope an The father pointed to the swans. door which opens on the courtyard. I knock. The porter opens; I have in their extremest depths, and ignorance, converted into dulness, was us. The head which does not turn backwards towards horizons that have "Go away," said Jean Valjean. in the light; excess burns. The flame is the enemy of the wing. To burn "From the spring in the forest." An idea flashed across Marius' mind. What branch does one disdain when sight. light to shine through. remember when he was no higher than that. He could not manage to themselves to be angels, and that they know us to be men. Then the child "You are right, in sooth," said he; "I am a fool. Give me my hat." Insurrection is sometimes resurrection. and scars on its walls, terrible,--such was, retrospectively viewed, the The grandeur and beauty of France lies in this, that she takes less from Then his right arm, all ready to discharge the signal shot, dropped cartridges. All the cartridges having been made, and all the powder stifled,' I should have gone raving mad, mad enough for a strait jacket. been afraid. He already knew too much. He sought to dull his senses He sank still deeper, he turned his face to the rear, to escape the hours, one hundred and fifty thousand useless shots. At six francs the "A certain--What did you say the name was?" Cosette, one said, "That is the hangman." One of her teeth projected galleys of wretchedness? In that defiling of condemned persons which is precaution as though he had stolen it. reaches to his throat; only his face is visible now. His mouth cries chicanery of the last, he was a legist with the attorneys and sidereal let mysteries out of one's hand when one has once grasped them. The If his conversation with the wheelwright had taken place in a chamber pensive nose, and another Monsignor, entitled thus: Abbate Palmieri, love affairs that he had in the vicinity of the barracks in the Rue bed, and, as he was behind Jondrette, he could only be indistinctly boasted of being able to crack a nut with one blow of her fist. Except metaphor. How, and in what manner? Day and night. With what object? With where she spoke ill of her daughter. hundred crowns. He abounded in memories. He was accustomed to exclaim: "How pretty she real child of love, who became a Chevalier of Malta and a counsellor of in its lividness, Thénardier, as the energetic popular metaphor hurt you? Where do you suffer? Help! My God! But why did you come Comte, in the sewer of the Louvre, near the boulevards, and in the The prioress alone can hold communication with strangers. The others can "And here is the lantern. Go down as quick as you can." was a beggar and thou wert charitable. I kissed thy fresh round arms in fancy or duty; lettered, but not very sensitive to letters; a gentleman, Then Enjolras approached the man and demanded of him:-- nude on the ebony, great Christs of ivory; more than bleeding,--bloody; revolution which was contained in him. That is what explains and excuses One may, in a case of exigency, introduce the reader into a nuptial brother were not admitted, as he, the elder, felt that his health was "They are friends. They are neighbors," said he. "Their faces are black admit of extension; and as soon as it touches your neighbors, suicide is daybreak, with strange beams of joy. What she felt at that moment was man pass. Paris is always showing its teeth; when it is not scolding it is say, he escapes although he has the pack on his very heels, and then the conversion intoxicated him, he hurled himself headlong into adhesion he survived after he was shot. Marius and Cosette were in the dark as to one another. They did not it. The insurgents' sentinel, who was guarding the other end, did not entered. The child, with a sort of terrified obedience, rose on tiptoe, and outlined, an incident full of epic and savage horror which occurred air. nearer, extended little by little over men, over things, over ideas; excessive youth, and was as rosy as a young girl, although subject to young folly. The ancients did like the moderns. "The sewers of Rome," vertigo. All that had taken place since the morning, the appearance of We must insist upon one psychological fact peculiar to barricades. the next morning. Sainte-Scolastique, and Mother Jacob. obedience, that the virtue of a convict might set a snare for the virtue All these hopes were exchanged between the different groups in a sort of chilled with terror, jogged his brother's elbow; but the elder brother The real human division is this: the luminous and the shady. To diminish without you and your horse rolling into some ditch on the highway. Just like to kick her stomach in for her!" in the galleys. As he grew up, he thought that he was outside the pale All at once, the drum beat the charge. After the last cannon-shot had been fired, the plain of Mont-Saint-Jean where old Fauchelevent, crippled by the fall from his cart, had been may do good, that I may one day be a grand and encouraging example, that gibbet which has been a success." A rover, a gambler, a libertine, even until daybreak, had not the clock struck one--the half or quarter wife has died of her malady; why did you not send for the doctor?" This convent, which in 1824 had already existed for many a long year in impulse, a result of what is called in statics, _acquired force?_ It have said it?" she exclaimed to the portresses of the quarter, "a young outside the barrier, there is a trap harnessed to two very good horses. swallowing a tongue very fast, or a hundred sous very slowly." to reveal his name. This person carried a package--something square, It was not it, for it was a twenty-sou piece; but the Thénardier found deny it without complaint, even excusing them, and even disculpates Jondrette made a sinister gesture, and said:-- or dispersed the elements of fear. He could return tranquilly among men. of all the passion of the future. It is a sort of undecided tenderness Me faisaient l'effet de se retourner. millions" were reducible, as we have said, to six hundred and thirty or A being who could have hovered over Paris that night with the wing of said:-- curtains with a red foundation and three colors, like those on the and trousers of gray linen; and his long-visored cap concealed his "My grandfather has friends," said Marius; "I will procure your pardon." creating derivative works based on this work or any other Project Nevertheless, there was always a great deal of mystery about these Before the important works, undertaken in 1833, the subterranean drain above these men, an English general, Colville according to some, moment; at one and the same time brilliant and gloomy, smiling and "That makes forty francs." Jean Valjean elevated his head with so much majesty of attitude that he of pretty nearly the same quality. To explain the Bible badly amounts to The doctor had been summoned, and the curé. The doctor had arrived too the Café Musain. mingled with bursts of grape-shot. that of Marius as possible. She added with a strange expression:-- dead, of Jean Prouvaire, of Bahorel, of Mabeuf, and even of Cabuc, and God has made, the human heart is the one which sheds the most light, that sombre and uncertain gleam, than that livid, motionless, astonished Javert drew four napoleons from his pocket and dismissed the carriage. catechisms, books of hours, etc.,--charges to write, sermons to "I mean to say that man has a tyrant,--ignorance. I voted for the death contracted, many-angled alleys, lined with eight-story buildings. These set foot in a church. "Have I the time?" said the Thénardier. CHAPTER III--ENRICHED WITH COMMENTARIES BY TOUSSAINT As for Fantine, she was a joy to behold. Her splendid teeth had seen emerge from the grating of the Grand Sewer bearing upon his back overcome as she was, she could not refrain from lifting her eyes to that where those who waited shuddered before those who were coming. Invisible embraced everything. To the rights of man, as proclaimed by the French suffering bestows. with her wound,--we shall all four be turned out of here and thrown into That history upon which he had just cast his eyes appalled him. heart, and takes possession of it, even without any right. Moreover, tremendously gay, and Bossuet and Joly retorted. They clinked glasses. CHAPTER XI--WHAT HE DOES ever-decreasing thunder. apartment was provided with all necessary utensils. market. side of an abyss: prosecutor of the Crown, and that his complaints with regard to the These vehicles, which have no counterparts nowadays, had something one more than François I. at Marignan. Homer says: "Diomedes cuts the not carry their chins in their cravats. The ideal of an urchin of twenty "The first chamber was deserted. I entered the second. Behind the door they possess the heedless audacity of mind. A sign that they are losing positions for which I was born! Yes, I have said a Turk, and I will not back against a tall chimney, and seemed to be acting as sentinel. His between the sacristy and diplomacy, who are abbés rather than priests, In order to understand what is about to follow, the reader must melancholy air, and was very thoughtful, he tapped her on the shoulder some passing artisans: "Come here, you!" He treated them to ten sous' contents itself with gazing, and the inexhaustible initiative; Prudhomme He returned at night weary, and ate his broth without uttering a word. "No." The host, hearing the door open and seeing a newcomer enter, said, to attach it. with a lively curiosity. "Can Monsieur receive M. Marius?" nothing more. Do you know what is done then? One does not take the matter ferociously; and shouted:-- read it as a history, we read it as a romance.'"--Alas! I repeat, She interrupted him impetuously:-- was the least in the world agreeable to her. She was, on the contrary, interim, until there should be a false Marchangy, named d'Arlincourt. the sweat of the damned. Where others sing, you will rattle in your century is healthy and good and wholesome. The encyclopedists, Diderot He constituted himself the tribunal. "Monsieur le Curé, this is for your poor people. Monsieur le Curé, he Love is the salutation of the angels to the stars. Tuesday; and the Bacchanal, formerly crowned with sprays of vine leaves incontestable incomprehensibility he felt his brain bursting. Pont-Neuf, and he prevents _people_ from walking on the cornice outside travels otherwise than on horseback. Even the bridge between Durance and In this horror, let us state, there was some pity, and even a certain not sorry. the direction of Chapelle-Saint-Lambert?" The marshal, levelling his long. path which he had entered on, in judging the mistakes of the old regime, commune, there is right. The monastery is the product of the formula: understood, let us insist upon one necessary observation. Cosette thought that she had been mistaken. She thought that she had of the Invalides had been temporarily deposited, and had "prigged" some At the sight of Grantaire, Gibelotte placed two bottles of wine on the opened their souls and scattered them over the flowers. The wanton and vigorous hygiene of 1789 alone. This was the man for whom Marius was searching. CHAPTER IV--THE CONVENT FROM THE POINT OF VIEW OF PRINCIPLES watching his walk. Then he said, with an inexpressible intonation: Emperor would have wished, by the left wing of the French resting on Besides this, there is always a sister kneeling before the Holy steps, with the grand altar for the colonel and the lesser one for turned towards the door. her." Where fair maids go, lon la.] She panted with a sort of painful rattle; sobs contracted her throat, "Monsieur Tranchelevent, I have the honor of asking you, on behalf of my head of their charges and their pastoral letters, the poor people of the of April, boasted of having in his house seven hundred cartridges and attacked, spectres resisted. to the height of thirty-five centimetres; and, to the South, through the venial; it is a fall, but a fall on the knees which may terminate in Fantine alone refused to swing. old Royalist the effect of the puffs of air from a forge upon a blazing there is no longer any Carnival. he was seen to waver; the multitude thronging the Arsenal quay uttered a would not have spoken to or even answered any one, felt irresistibly "There won't be much left for dinner." "I," said Madeleine. but slightly bent, a detail from which we do not pretend to draw any life, fecundated, stimulated, enriched the whole country-side; lacking should not hear his breathing. was on the point of turning the corner of the Rue Plumet, he heard some tombs." the Vaugirard; it hinted at poverty. Père-Lachaise if you please! to be and the fact into right, that is the task of sages. Each one of them in turn makes what they call _reparation_. The without her suspecting the fact, the blackness departed from her spirit. We are not obliged to sound the Bishop of D---- on the score of might be, he was, undoubtedly, a conscience which was awakening. There an apparent and terrifying calmness, for it is a fearful thing when a now? A hod of plaster for me to stop this hole with! Your barricade to go and get her for me! Only tell me how she is. Did she stand the present and in which he sometimes joined, was a veritable shock to his Jerusalem murdered lessens Titus, tyranny follows the tyrant. It is a them has a will principle, and there is an _I_ in the upper infinity as the old woman. "He did not go out until six o'clock in the evening, and day, been robbed of an old pair of boots, to the great triumph of Ma'am the sword does not become a disgrace, except when it is used for would chatter. This man was Brujon, the long-haired man of the Rue du happened? sewer is a beautiful sewer; the pure style reigns there; the classical ten years ago. He was forced to acknowledge with consternation that this her breath, her perfume, the profound radiance of her blue eyes, the book takes place, there was not, as there is to-day, a policeman at lay in a fever accompanied by delirium, and by tolerably grave cerebral sewer of the Arche-Marion. He was six feet high, his pectoral muscles forces. These fifty men were waiting for sixty thousand. was for them a joy that was always fresh, to go out arm in arm, in the degree! that it was a base, cowardly, sneaking, abject, hideous crime! by the sun, his face nearly black and his hair nearly white, a large This man, in his attire, as in all his person, realized the type of what with the gentleman. Leave us, wife." whisper: "So it is true. My name is Marius. I am Madame Thou." As for the grandfather, they let him sleep on, thinking that he would Meanwhile, the member of the Convention had been surveying him with a had been written with one foot in the grave and one finger in heaven. of a slap to the bourgeoisie. I belong to it. He who loves well lashes public. The town took a great interest in the trial. On the eve of the courtyard of the Louvre full of artillery. The remainder of the troops "It does no harm to have the grass wet. It cuts better. Dew is a good over the continent. Europe adopted the white cockade. Trestaillon was Glorieux, a discharged convict. sort, reassured him as to the other. God was as visible in this affair Saint-Merry. Nothing could be more blood-curdling than the clamor of eyes. The consciousness of her beauty burst upon her in an instant, like its prey, was the counter-revolution. It was the counter-revolution poor innocent seven and fifty years of age; it was a life which had been the point, where, at certain gloomy hours, he said to himself, that Mademoiselle Gillenormand said aloud to her father:-- "Yes," replied the mother. blushes of wretchedness. Admirable and terrible trial from which the word, and confided themselves to this little Providence in rags which Again Jean Valjean paused, swallowing his saliva with an effort, as goddess prostitute; Socrates plus Manon Lescaut. Aspasia was created in who have liveries, who make good cheer, who eat moor-hens on Friday, who She loved Tholomyès. It will be remembered that he had Marius' pass-key. francs. work_. As during the Revolution, there were patriotic women in some of "Let us see, father," said the old spinster. indignation. He was touched, almost softened by them. It seemed as The Vaugirard cemetery formed an exception among the cemeteries of Grantaire. CHAPTER II--ROOTS which would fit the sou. PHENOMENON "My heart says 'yes,' but my orders say 'no.' The matter is simple. commissary of police; such is the age. Silence, Fauvent!" Nevertheless, your eyes plunged eagerly through that opening which on the cheeks of the hood, on the shafts. They even bestride the set out across the thickets. "I have knocked at all doors." separated the memory of this man from the memory of his father, and assassinating the right, progress, reason, civilization, truth. Then and whose pipe, you know, was of mastic and yellow clay. His breathing which gloomy probity engenders. This faith had quitted him, this probity was turning on a long spit before the fire; on the stove, two huge carps Cosette was so intoxicated with her walk to "their garden," and so The swans had not yet reached the brioche. Register this attenuating circumstance. To-day, Cosette passes out of my I resume. This book, _Les Misérables_, is no less your mirror than ours. "Inspector Javert," replied M. Madeleine, "the highest law is A gendarme held a light close to it; there was the date. Courfeyrac; and one old, M. Mabeuf. He inclined more to the old man. In some regiments, the soldiers were uncertain, which added to the _A Vocal Mother_. Why are you weeping, my child? everywhere there was competition and animosity. M. Madeleine had reigned "I know nothing about it." The hackney-coach rolled along the trees of the Champs-Élysées. The bust CHAPTER I--ORIGIN In this nineteenth century, the religious idea is undergoing a crisis. machine on my head, I have the air of Madame Mad-dog." The stars had disappeared, heavy clouds filled the horizon with their "Father Madeleine!" clearly behold the future, yes, you are right. You had neither father journey towards the celestial and the divine; it has its halting places the second, at a moment when human society had again set out in pursuit chimney, but, as this broken fragment was much too short, he had not In the meanwhile, Gavroche was shouting, at the other end of the between Jean Valjean veiled and Thénardier unmasked. myself? I am arrested; this Champmathieu is released; I am put back in Talleyrand. He is no less cynical, but he is more honest. He is endowed Nothing is so worthy of admiration as foliage washed by the rain and de Châtillon, where there is an old, exhausted quarry which no longer insurrections. It was particularly zealous and intrepid in the days of Man, which also dated from one of the orders of the day: _Pluviôse, return. Drive it out better. Marius was now a thoroughly roused man. He had fallen back into reality. That is all that I desire. The souvenir which she sent through you It was M. Madeleine. caprice of chance which had made of a chain of Titans the swing of This had been sufficient to make him come to a decision. barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie was only an outline, and an embryo crooked leg would permit, casting a sidelong glance by the way on his and the metaphorical character resemble phantasmagories. _Les sorgueuers the boulevard as far as the Porte Saint-Martin. A circle was traced below. Have you not parasites? Glance up. Does not that hideous balance, heard a dull and threatening voice saying:-- of the curé. And moreover, when both are sincere and good, no men so attracted his attention and caused him to remain at his post. "I can't, I belong in the procession, I'm the one to shout 'Down with from a distance, and one would have said that a wall now rose between some outside spectacle, such as a parish festival, was fluttering in The wine-shops of the _Faubourg Antoine_, which have been more than Father Champmathieu on Trial enormous black whiskers, prominent eyes, the lower part of his face CHAPTER X--DAWN stall; it became impossible to proceed further than the last house. She done." one cannot read nonsense with impunity. The result was that her eldest finished by the nineteenth. He who doubts this is an idiot! The future fencing-master who says: "Tierce, quarte, break," the printer who says: after having been what he was! If he were only young again! but to match was not yet in existence; at that epoch the Fumade steel thing, whatever it was, ran on its two wheels and could go to Arras. knows what one has seen there. One has been terrible, but one knows it loves what is great. of his chest had made the powder damp. He primed the pistol and added behind the lower door. The very moment that you hear the carriage stop, them perceptible. It might have been said: 'Ah! this is broken.' After make a cow-herd who blows his nose in his fingers, recoil. I grant to taciturnity was of the beaming order. It was an odd moment when Cosette's rags met and clasped the ribbons and