accompaniment. "Thirty sous at least." "And, in the first place, was that silver ours?" life!" traveller strolls there, if he listens, if he watches, if he dreams lies and folly, now recurred to him as realities. M. Madeleine re- for, on arriving in the vicinity of the wall where Marius had heard the something grand has been done. are just like old friends." features. One of the most surprising is the prompt stripping of the They thought that Cosette's mother had forgotten her. "The English," answered the prowler. "Ah, come now!" exclaimed Gavroche, "what's the meaning of this? It's folds on the surface, often proceed from a formidable foundation. bristling with white hairs, and he murmured: Blankenheim, Coligny, Hedgerow war? War of the streets? Why not? That As there was never any one in the street, and as Marius never entered had fully regained consciousness of the reality of things; gradually he between two walls, near a wine-shop, in front of which there was a "Jeu set foot in the house of either of them in my life." he was always dressed in a workingman's trousers and blouse, and wore phantom, erect on that pile of rubbish in the presence of twelve hundred lower regions, of rebels, of the wicked, of wretches. Now Javert threw racing mare, perfectly white. Her ears were very wide apart, her saddle The Rue de la Chanvrerie was not more than a gunshot long. Bossuet Marius willed with the will of a man who hopes no more. He had been back just when you are not expecting it! I did wrong to spoil that man. Enjolras was the more virile, Combeferre the more humane. _Homo_ one knows not how or why, is the primitive foundation of all human A sort of horrible fascination held him nailed to his post, from which kind; the difficulty lies in being just. Come! if you had been what I lancer added in a magisterial manner:-- At daybreak, the conductor of the diligence shouted: "Vernon! relay of surprising to say, for example, that in 1821, a part of the belt sewer, 1.F.3. LIMITED RIGHT OF REPLACEMENT OR REFUND - If you discover a marketing" well or ill; and she remained dejected, absorbed, attentive one is dead; the other is wounded at its base, and is clothed with constitute the only variety in convents. The meals were plain, and hard; but the harder it is, the more meritorious. You say: 'I have a in a carriage intended for six. They cling to the seats, to the rumble, compassion for the old man. slumber of the torpid bear and the satiated leech. Nothing had had any "Have you come to beg my pardon? Do you acknowledge your faults?" and that the field of battle upon which he was to descend was the the more did it seem that it was to be feared. He thought of Fantine, in order to bring about the supreme and universal consequences, the to proscribe! Does it serve any purpose to ungild the crown of Louis Marius turned pale. He had understood nothing of what his grandfather which can be seen in the first volume, established the identity of M. occupied the heights of Beaujon, and whose undulating line was visible cracked vault, and then, the evil being visible, the remedy could be "Yes," replied Javert. kindly, abrupt, charitable, and if he had been rich, his turn of mind the Polytechnic School coming up unexpectedly against orders to remain the rose? to a small white horse. The noise which he had heard was the trampling "One hundred and nine francs fifteen sous. And how long did it take you fulminating convict, who almost without taking breath, and with the same This is what floats up confusedly, pell-mell, for the year 1817, and is the mountains. He concealed himself for some time with his bandits, the choose well. Even incomplete, even debased and abused and reduced to the "I shall die while he sleeps. The two slumbers may be good neighbors." daughter. They said what was wanted and they said it with zeal. An _acte the thread which binds her foot, and she departs. Does that suit you? in his pocket, a flower in his buttonhole; such was this dandy of the She is well, works as you would wish, and loves me. right to dislike, I should have filched your clasps of the hand! There silver; I dined in Dead Tree Street, at twenty-two sous. I have succored he halted. He was extremely weary. A passably large air-hole, probably converted into rags. its poets that all heroes of all nations have been made since 1789; this of their execution. It was there, that, about 1829, was committed that that aurora, to denounce and retrench the harshness of enthusiasm, to The centre of the chain swung very near the ground in the middle, and in found himself before a large door of arched stone, with a rectilinear compartment to compartment, to the buildings of the Charlemagne court, Mon Dieu! a man is not a monster because he was at Waterloo; a father him. Fauchelevent saw them, touched them, spoke to them, and still did "Fifty sous--three francs." going to hell by way of paradise. As for M. Gillenormand the elder, he structure_, of the barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie, as they call diligence!" him their arms; he had refused with a sign of the head. He advanced form the branches, and those without exit the twigs. let things take their course; let us no longer vacillate; let us no "A worm of the earth in a carriage?" growled the conventionary. "Let us be calm, young 'uns. Here's supper for three." moment for the decisive assault had arrived, and who were allowing "the continued:-- them of their splendors; don't scrimp on the day when you beam. The "No; but I wish to guarantee you in any case. You shall give me back It was only at the expiration of two hours that she roused herself from The _facit indignatio_ replaces the Gracchi. CHAPTER XX--THE TRAP proportion as the authority rests on a low level, ferocious in the wild The children loved him because he knew how to make charming little The episcopal palace of D---- adjoins the hospital. name="linknoteref-3" id="linknoteref-3">3 demolish the monarchy, they fling all laws to the earth, they put the better than that. What! only a wall separated him from those abandoned bourgeois gets flurried over an apocryphal scrawl, practice virtue, bourgeois, melancholy in the eyes of the thinker. There was something wish, and that cuts you short, imbecile! Listen. I have made my In order to get rid of this curiosity which agitated her a little beyond mortals; don't marry. You come and look up your grandfather, who is a of all those horrible suppressions of states, which, since that time, antique damask in three colors and a beautiful Persian rug purchased in Marius. pail, chain, or pulley; but there is still the stone basin which served unexpected knot in the darkness? should he arrive at the inextricable A gloomy chill traversed Marius' heart. breathing. It was in the midst of this faith, of this intoxication, of died of a shock at the moment of his arrest. This scoundrel, who is was good. I found plenty to occupy me. One has only to choose. There are CHAPTER I--THE SOBRIQUET: MODE OF FORMATION OF FAMILY NAMES Marius, inwardly, and in the depths of his thought, surrounded with all Courage and strength have these mysterious ways of communicating frequently, as we are assured, opened the holes excavated by the black was ugly; in the evening melancholy; by night it was sinister. BOOK TENTH.--THE 5TH OF JUNE, 1832 angular--the type of the soldier's wife in all its unpleasantness; and Suddenly, he felt hands seize the coffin, then a harsh grating against nurse's breast raise his hand. Ah! you want to get yourselves killed, so gleam of hope floating in an immense despair,--this was what filled his spirits. He was perfectly at home in the thatched cottage and in the She continued, in a dreary and lamentable tone:-- same tolerance, had constructed their stalls on the Church Square, The two women pursued their chat. contained all the violence of voluptuousness. force; you do not distrust it, and you are caught by it. Fauchelevent The barrier was close at hand. In 1823 the city wall was still in "Gentlemen of the jury, the very strange and unexpected incident upon, bearing a tablet of black wood. This box was grated, only His daughter did not understand. which she had quitted, a tolerably large stone which had, evidently, not was a man afflicted with the plague. They intended to bring up the Mademoiselle Baptistine that of a _lady_. Madame Magloire wore a white Everything bursts forth everywhere at once. Was it foreseen? Yes. Was it with Cosette? How was she to be drawn up to the top of a three-story CHAPTER VIII--AN ENTRANCE BY FAVOR It will be remembered that, on the arrival of the rabble in the Rue de designs could be descried; temples of Love, flaming hearts, Cupids; All voices cried: on his brow and the cloud upon theirs still more dense? Should he place Marius scanned this old man, who was not yet aged, and this little Four new travellers had arrived. his custom. The man began to eat with avidity. into the bottle of the Fumade lighter before he could evoke a spark, so At that moment, they heard the report of the pistol. Three o'clock in the morning had just struck, and he had been walking attached themselves, without intermediate shades, to incorruptible right but that signifies nothing: clever men have so many ways of imposing on preceding; he read:-- had predicted that he would turn out a man of genius, and had bestowed Plumet, he had not seen her again, and she had gone completely out of "Certainly there is," said the old woman. situation being given, he wished to be violent; on that point, he never such things. They are called fathers and mothers by the civil code, smaller than the other, so that it does not roll straight, but describes with all vindictiveness and all social scorn, had taken him for her prey "Untie the gentleman's right arm." to her that some one behind her, whom she did not see, said: "A pretty years, she would not have recognized her child. Cosette, so pretty and That said, he restored order in the netting, pushed the two children read by a virgin, an appointment made beyond the bounds of earth, the The last proprietor of the dynasty, Father Hucheloup, no longer Marius gazed at this unfortunate creature with profound compassion. "How pretty it is here!" not dare to speak to you of that. We are going to see M. Jean." on foot; that, as she was carrying her child, and felt fatigued, she had last extremity, bewildered, and as though he would have liked to pierce He tapped on the pane with a very small and feeble knock. "Yes." Goodness and philosophy are two distinct things; the proof of this over, one could have readily recognized a coin,--no doubt the forty-sou you call it? She sewed, she had a camp bed, she dwelt beside a pot waistcoat of his undress uniform. "He may have stopped at Poissy; he may the first of the Arthurs, Wellington, had but just won the battle of one thought, to drink well, to eat well, to sleep well. You will drink "More than you have, perhaps." What words were these? Breaths. Nothing more. These breaths sufficed to By whom? at his grandfather, whose pallor gave him a face of marble. wrinkle is formed, then vanishes, then re-appears; an air-bubble rises absorbed in gloomy reflections, the prisoner did not stir. Still, Marius coat-sleeve, which had no arm within it, with a silver chin and a wooden so heedless and so bold. She tried to smile and could not. Then she white gloves displayed the delicacy of the hand which toyed with the thought he had seen was the face of Javert. lies and folly, now recurred to him as realities. M. Madeleine re- suspected of lying in ambush at verge of copses at nightfall. The only The hostess conducted him to the office; he showed his passport, and light of the expiring day the stranger perceived, in one of the gardens It seemed to him, that if he turned his head, he should see that form He was cold; he lighted a small fire; it did not occur to him to close "Pardon, excuse me, sir," he said, quite breathless, "but here are your mother, not a very prepossessing woman, by the way, though touching recognized him, and exclaimed in concert:-- ungrateful child, who had gone off like a flash. It is during December The attack was a hurricane. On the evening before, in the darkness, the The poor young man wins his bread with difficulty; he eats; when he has And off he went. Here the deep shouts which proceeded from the direction of the Halles Blücher arriving. Death instead of life. For Cosette, read Euphrasie. The child's name was Euphrasie. But out Faubourg Saint-Antoine, effected a junction with the procession, and a puzzling in this case: the drama was not only melancholy; it was also There Jean Valjean halted, let Marius slide to the ground, placed his of the birds with the repertory of the workshops. He was acquainted with he, the son, had made haste to lose that house and field in a bad in looks, and very charming; the one with shining chestnut tresses, the sand, the remains of the neck of a bomb, disintegrated, by the him. took Cosette to see these rejoicings, for the purpose of diverting her In this manner they crossed the inner trapezium of the barricade. The generally close at six o'clock." in order to bring about the supreme and universal consequences, the garden. Cosette saw him through the hole in her shutter. A year passed; then another. children." heads uncovered, all hearts beat high. Employ me. I do not ask for your secrets, you need not tell them to me, "No," said he; "I am pursued; it would only end in their arresting me in "Monsieur le Maire, it is just five o'clock in the morning." great dreams. He questioned himself; he felt himself; all these vanished During his youth he had been employed in the convict establishments of upright, hard, candid nature charmed him, without his being clearly great things which he had been taught to detest, and of the great men an eye, and so lamentable an intonation, that M. Leblanc might have having gone mad from the contagion of Hamlet's madness, but because she an hour. "M. Philippe." horror. What are the convulsions of a city in comparison with the insurrections filth when thus brought to the light, that pustulous vocabulary each provided that he did not prevent men from sealing over the head of all the concessions made by his lawyer. The advocate had seemed to admit the inner horizon of his spirit? Was he conscious of all that passed horror. "This arranges things well, does it not, Mademoiselle Gillenormand rather than Ballesteros in front of her. lecture, and feel the pulse of the medical school. Bossuet will take a done." Suddenly, he felt hands seize the coffin, then a harsh grating against He had dropped his eyelids again, and became absorbed in thought. vague way, like two shadows. The shadow was herself. At the noise thus produced, the officers ran out in throngs from the one end with tow and fire-clay. There was no waste of useless powder. She panted with a sort of painful rattle; sobs contracted her throat, were good. He had not dared to press Jean Valjean on all the points the care of your child and yourself. You shall not work any longer if is on duty," said Courfeyrac. Marius lived in a state of delight. It is "Look at the water jug. It is empty." set him gently on the ground. It touched the royal personages only with bond. Let us come to an understanding about equality; for, if liberty is He found not a word to say. Cosette merely felt that his hand was very of the future, beloved of the populace because he had served the everything, and taken in everything, even when he thought that he was to for whom you got the place here, and this house is the one where you had in case of need. This building communicated in the rear by a masked impassive agent of Providence in this connection. He had enlightened enthusiasm and passion; others because it _was on their way to their breath of the cholera. the result of having pocketed an income; a note fell due yesterday. The storm of bullets, walked up to the mattress, hoisted it upon his back, secret wounds which he alone felt bleed! What excoriations in his Pontmercy had ended, may we be pardoned the expression, by having in his stared Lancer Théodule intently in the eyes, and said to him:-- francs. As the Neros reign in a black way, they should be painted to match. The another minute the imperturbable Auvergnat was reposing flat on the had risen; it had begun to rain. thinks himself a real scoundrel, and abandons his old relatives. He's I have obeyed necessity; but necessity is a monster of the old world, herself with the tiny establishment, set on the table a cold chicken, took place. "Was it you who told Basque not to make a fire then?" light was to be hoped for, henceforth, except the lightning of guns, arms upon the bar of some capstan, with the end of his chain thrust into the tide. In vain does Napoleon erect walls from what is left to him of mouth the same saliva as his Emperor. murder. He was a wretched fellow, not exactly educated, not exactly "Do you want to see? Look here, I'm going to write a word to show you." in that association there is no abdication. Each sovereignty concedes a Hougomont viewed on the map, as a geometrical plan, comprising buildings country is dangerous; it is full of cannibals. Then why do people go M. Gillenormand felt that Marius would leave him in a few moments, that And, refilling his glass, he rose. haveing no resources in the world the most frightful indigance. Providence?" "Do not weep," he said. vacant; he engaged it and paid for it. "Monsieur," said the clerk, Then he asked himself-- just been said to him; but he did not know what. He stood with his mouth it soundly. The republican government demolished and cut through it. He replied:-- Assembly, the sovereignty of the people, universal suffrage, the nation, a burial is like. _De profundis_." by whom he had been saved, and no one of those around him knew this; all prayer. "What a pity that I am so unhappy and so poor, and that I can do nothing "You!" Again Thénardier shook him by the shoulder. The man dropped his head, picked up the knapsack which he had deposited in accord. ended by being satisfied with it. From the moment when Marius took his "Will you take yourself off!" proportion as the number diminishes, the fatigue increases, the service her again. Oh! one minute, one instant, to hear her voice, to touch her resounding and heroic kicks, which betrayed rather the man's shoes that please the King to reassume it. Still, the House of Bourbon should have Another shop-keeper said:-- trumpets, and replies proudly to the thunder. The ocean seeks to lead it was equivalent in 1760, according to Desmarets, to four milliards, five What had become of that man, that mysterious man, whom the coachman had much and not enough; his own first minister; excellent at creating out the prioress had told him to bring his brother on the following evening, let mysteries out of one's hand when one has once grasped them. The The old man did not appear to notice it, and held both his arms with one mole-like tunnels appeared on the surface of civilization, where the "Let us marry, then," cried the grandfather. a squadron or a battalion as an officer. It is from this aptitude, "Ah, good Heavens!" ejaculated the gardener. Nature sometimes mingles her effects and her spectacles with our actions off like that. Come now! we must have a snooze all the same." He was a stranger in the Department. Of his origin, nothing was known; old things, he had amalgamated with this bric-à-brac all the gay and Boissy, enraged with his homeliness, pronounced sentence on him as separation of the two water-conduits of the Grand-Hurleur, he deciphered blowing out his brains. This was a place of expiation, and not of punishment; and yet, it was discreet, neat, and at the same time, death of my life, in the depths of Cosette's mother continued:-- still about fifty francs in debt. have a father and mother? I almost doubt it. On the day when I gave that fingers covered with verdigris in the process, undertakes the education Up to that time, the Republic, the Empire, had been to him only Brujon. [There was a Brujon dynasty; we cannot refrain from put anything in its place. _"I will die,"_ he said, _"rather than wear 61 (return) [ "Jeanne was born at Fougère, a true shepherd's nest; I which opened on the back yard. there, Father Mestienne, the grave-digger. The nuns here possess one and helped the young ones to clamber through the breach. The two the chapel. That the police regulations forbade this, but that she was face to face one fine day, in the depths of a sepulchre, and made the la Chanvrerie had become two walls; ferocious walls, doors closed, chair of Utrecht velvet, on the back of which was inscribed this bill, derived from its rustling noise.] CHAPTER IX--CLOISTERED with dust for smoke, and an air of fury, grinding the pavements, In the midst of this silence, a cracked voice launched this lugubrious "traitors." If, then, we are to believe the skilful, revolutions like Rubbish shoots were established there. Thirty years ago, this quarter one. "Ah! see here, my good man; I am very sorry, but I have no room left." about, flew away, then came back, bearing in his beak food and kisses. abdication in his joy, he was the grandson of his grandson. any noise. It was high time. A moment later he heard Ma'am Bougon take material greatness; and you will be worthy to call yourself France. who had remained on the door-step, heard him singing in his clear, young leagues round about, on which rests the great and ancient city. Not to disappeared beneath the pavement of the Rue Rambuteau. "Do you know the chapel?" roulotte de Pantin trime dans le sabri_, the dog is barking, I suspect laborer, who was mending the road with stones, raised his head and said CHAPTER IX--THE BROTHER AS DEPICTED BY THE SISTER sun and clouds, the beauty of the day, and the alarming silence of the CHAPTER VIII--MADAME VICTURNIEN EXPENDS THIRTY FRANCS ON MORALITY The sister drew the curtains together again, hoping that she would bit into it, muttering:-- He feels himself buried in those two infinities, the ocean and the sky, out with weeping. The corners of her mouth had that curve of habitual Paternoster_and which possessed the property of bearing people straight precipice. Nothing had been able to move him from this attitude; it did CHAPTER XXII--THE LITTLE ONE WHO WAS CRYING IN VOLUME TWO think in our day, when we were young folks. Ah! vertu-bamboche! what the wall, talking together in subdued tones. abandoned, let the exiled allow themselves to be exiled, and let us The old man rang the bell. Nicolette came. M. Gillenormand took the name="linknoteref-70" id="linknoteref-70">70 over what may be called his own abyss; he rose from his chair, and began on his knees, with the whole upper portion of his body supported on his Perhaps he was above compensation, but no one is above gratitude. Was he into the corridor. repress his sobs: would, perchance, have pitied this sick man, of the law's making; but "That proves that you have drunk; it does not prove that you have but in that fog there was one immovable point, one clear and precise Your young lady will be taken to it. She will alight from the fiacre. old ballad _gallega_, probably inspired by some lovely maid dashing in Animaux_. about it of the dirt which is on the point of being swept out, and the secret riches and the eloquence of a true and humble mind which has silver coin, seized it, and straightened himself up again and began to nearly superfluous, however; for, as we have already said, it was a very is to say, crime; a nail, that is to say, liberty. Brujon, of whom it "Good God!" he exclaimed; "what ails you, Fantine?" His theories as a landlord sometimes burst forth in lightning flashes. end of a certain green walk? But that is abominable!" She would not have self flat on one's face during the office in front of the prioress until not know so much as the hour of the trial; that he should, at least, "Well!" just committed a wrong, sir. You are at my house, you are my guest, I "Why?" The real human division is this: the luminous and the shady. To diminish is reeling. Nevertheless, she glanced about her, and began to speak in a together, my coat and I. It has acquired all my folds, it does not bind The battery, which, if completed, would have been almost a redoubt, was compared to the two colossal barricades which we have just sketched; but around it for a space of thirty years, by that slow and continuous went on:-- fifth and the sixth, had been annihilated. read. the pile of dead came to an end, an open hand, illumined by the moon, brightly when he sank into that frightful leaden slumber which permits "Well, if you eat it, I will eat it too." pyramid of earth, surmounted by the lion, rises to-day, there was a Great boughs uplifted themselves in frightful wise. Slender and An amour for him; passion for her. The streets of the Latin quarter, ones." And Gavroche, raising his head and lowering his voice, added, school, then dawning under the name of _the Satanic school_, which be permitted to speak of that Paris as though it still existed. It is spectres had crossed his path in life, he had never beheld anything more Jean Valjean set the two candlesticks on the chimney-piece, where they immense. This orphan had adopted the peoples. As his mother had He is in the coffin. It is quite handy. All is over. Now, is there any muslin and ribbons, which seemed made of mirth, of folly, and of music, name: _Monsieur Mabeuf, warden_. Mass had hardly begun when an old man probably, also, the mysterious persons of whom Marius had caught a The man thus hastening on was the one whom we have just seen struggling Commiseration has, and should have, its curiosity. This aperture formed a wrestler in the dark whom he had had in his grasp for the last five flocks of crows in the Tuileries! But you were pitiless in getting began to drag Lamarque in the hearse across the bridge of Austerlitz and d'Urfé mingles druids with them. "He is only a step from here. Hey! Master Bourgaillard!" Let us remark by the way, that to be blind and to be loved, is, in fact, share the same fate; and a jade herself, she lived, as jades live, for age, and besides, her nervous system is affected. She ought to have hideous fashions of death, in a deserted corner, beside an old wall, the trouble of the world!" recognized the fact, that what he had taken for a shapeless mass was a "That's well." National Guard, and preceded by a commissary of police wearing his scarf have been very happy. All is over. Do not weep, my children, I am not That exquisite and celebrated verse-- What signified that splendid ignoramus, who, with everything against Jean Valjean listened to her without hearing her. He heard the music of This substitution of a half-throne for a whole throne was "the work of and arranged as steps in the interior. On the outside, the front of the Lenoir, and read aloud a singular document, which seemed to emanate from Valjean in that mysterious duel which was on the point of beginning had been there:-- One morning M. Madeleine was in his study, occupied in arranging in "After all," continued Gavroche, "you have the air of an honest man." "Fire!" replied Enjolras. before she was even five years old, she became the servant of the CHAPTER IV--COMPOSITION OF THE TROUPE possible revolution. France kept an eye on Paris; Paris kept an eye on himself released from his bonds, and while Javert was drawing up his himself tender. From the egotism of the man who suffers he passes to the half-light which dissipates puerile fears and obviates falls. There is poet to a hero, and he admired a book like Job more than an event like announcement of a battle won, to have the cannon of the Invalides to completed by the scientific organ; dreams must be calculated. Art, which thanks for good. ones to Magnon, with express intention of renouncing them forever, the will grow again, but my teeth! Ah! what a monster of a man! I should recess above which Thénardier was, as it were, suspended. Here this Neither Jean Valjean nor Cosette nor Toussaint ever entered or emerged Gavroche, after having conscientiously stoned the lantern in the Rue du bar of iron which was placed against it was audible outside. armed with carbines. The Hanoverians lined this balustrade and fired austere; a melancholy dreamer, humble and haughty, like fanatics. His they parodied the Revolution. They used I know not what desires to give he had been traced and followed. Cosette had been obliged to give way. "Of course, Monsieur le Maire," replied Scaufflaire; then, scratching a are in fine society, where there are lions who send chickens55 to civilization. nankeen, with straps of braided copper wire; he carried a stout rattan Martin, for the latter retained one-half of his cloak. Love has its childishness, other passions have their pettinesses. Shame At that word, Jean Valjean became wild. He folded his arms, glared at "So it was a woman?" said he. to come and inquire for a Pole or an Italian, or even a Spaniard, Nothing had happened. still cherishes, after her own 1688 and our 1789, the feudal illusion. appearance once more in the opening. pay for the drinks." 1817 is the year which Louis XVIII., with a certain royal assurance which was not wanting in pride, entitled the twenty-second of his reign. It is the year in which M. Bruguière de Sorsum was celebrated. All the hairdressers' shops, hoping for powder and the return of the royal bird, were besmeared with azure and decked with fleurs-de-lys. It was the candid time at which Count Lynch sat every Sunday as church-warden in the church-warden's pew of Saint-Germain-des-Prés, in his costume of a peer of France, with his red ribbon and his long nose and the majesty of profile peculiar to a man who has performed a brilliant action. The brilliant action performed by M. Lynch was this: being mayor of Bordeaux, on the 12th of March, 1814, he had surrendered the city a little too promptly to M. the Duke d'Angoulême. Hence his peerage. In 1817 fashion swallowed up little boys of from four to six years of age in vast caps of morocco leather with ear-tabs resembling Esquimaux mitres. The French army was dressed in white, after the mode of the Austrian; the regiments were called legions; instead of numbers they bore the names of departments; Napoleon was at St. Helena; and since England refused him green cloth, he was having his old coats turned. In 1817 Pelligrini sang; Mademoiselle Bigottini danced; Potier reigned; Odry did not yet exist. Madame Saqui had succeeded to Forioso. There were still Prussians in France. M. Delalot was a personage. Legitimacy had just asserted itself by cutting off the hand, then the head, of Pleignier, of Carbonneau, and of Tolleron. The Prince de Talleyrand, grand chamberlain, and the Abbé Louis, appointed minister of finance, laughed as they looked at each other, with the laugh of the two augurs; both of them had celebrated, on the 14th of July, 1790, the mass of federation in the Champ de Mars; Talleyrand had said it as bishop, Louis had served it in the capacity of deacon. In 1817, in the side-alleys of this same Champ de Mars, two great cylinders of wood might have been seen lying in the rain, rotting amid the grass, painted blue, with traces of eagles and bees, from which the gilding was falling. These were the columns which two years before had upheld the Emperor's platform in the Champ de Mai. They were blackened here and there with the scorches of the bivouac of Austrians encamped near Gros-Caillou. Two or three of these columns had disappeared in these bivouac fires, and had warmed the large hands of the Imperial troops. The Field of May had this remarkable point: that it had been held in the month of June and in the Field of March (Mars). In this year, 1817, two things were popular: the Voltaire-Touquet and the snuff-box _à la Charter_. The most recent Parisian sensation was the crime of Dautun, who had thrown his brother's head into the fountain of the Flower-Market. "To-morrow!" Cournet, the other, Barthélemy. Cournet made the Saint-Antoine For Cosette laughed now. bestow upon him some reproach, seasoned with moralizing and advice, or take it. A name is an _I_. You see, sir, that I have thought somewhat, I do you know what becomes of him when he is abandoned? I have seen one, a was Cambronne. the grave. At eight o'clock he was still at work, writing with a good deal of "Shall you come again, doctor?" "We'll fix him." emotions which may be designated as internal earthquakes. He knelt beside Cosette's bed. word. The beggar had the same figure, the same rags, the same appearance abstained from touching that money. to take him with us, whether he is willing or not, he shall never leave mighty of dung-makers. Certain success would attend the experiment of to her all of love, sorrow, destiny, life, eternity, the beginning, to read in his childhood. When he reached man's estate, he became a turnovers, ladies; do not indulge in them to excess. Even in the matter It not only undermines, in its hideous swarming, the actual social petition, "I had for ancestor a keeper of the hounds surnamed slave. Toil lets go of you on one side only to grasp you again on the of nature than the result of a grand conviction which had filtered into them." gleam of light fell upon the earth. Certain natures cannot love on the one hand without hating on the other. virtuous and holy in the sight of God. Oh! poor woman." CHAPTER III--ON WHAT CONDITIONS ONE CAN RESPECT THE PAST wish me to receive you here." 2 (return) [ Liège: a cork-tree. Pau: a jest on _peau_, skin.] he found no schoolmaster, he quoted once more the people of Queyras: "Do from a distance. Hucheloup, one fine morning, had seen fit to notify on the outside, walled in with a triple hedge of flowers, had something drooping head and livid face of Marius; he made a desperate effort and In the month of October, 1829, a man of a certain age had presented "A moment later he added:-- his love! He had seen, and he was becoming blind again. He reflected "Put me where you like," said the man; "in the attic, in the stable. I Marius stammered: that he should forget earth. Both bore languidly the indefinable burden seen scaling that wall nor breaking that branch by any one. He had been years ago. This consisted of Jean-Jacques and Thérèse. From time In the course of her reading, Mother Plutarque came to this phrase. It to spy, or whether they were, by preference, occupied in keeping watch He did not look at the fire, but paced back and forth with the same creature who never sins; they were souls walled in from this world, is their mission to destroy and to bury, and how promptly they create "Long live death! Let us all remain here!" greater than the Roman legions, expired on Mont-Saint-Jean, on the soil Thénardier, he would address him only by throwing himself at his feet; gamblers, heroes and conquerors, can put in the lottery of battles. "In any case," he said, "if she is the Lark, I shall see her, for the reached, a little of Father Fauchelevent's physiology becomes useful. BOOK FOURTH.--THE FRIENDS OF THE A B C exit to a cardinalship, and who resembled their bishop, with this About five o'clock, Toussaint, who was going and coming and busying the surface; he had disappeared in the sea without leaving a ripple, as CHAPTER VII--ONE SOMETIMES RUNS AGROUND WHEN ONE FANCIES THAT ONE IS DISEMBARKING The unfortunate girl became a woman of the town. necessity for the statesman to take philosophers into account, confused about its tail armed with two horns. He has his fabulous monster, which would never have suspected that to go to the Rue de Babylone was to go And he turned away so that his daughter might not see the tear that us alone for a moment. We are talking figures. That will bore you." each other. Cosette perceived Marius in the midst of a glory; Marius "Who is this devil of a man?" he thought. CHAPTER VII--FAUCHELEVENT BECOMES A GARDENER IN PARIS boy again. Thereupon, M. Gillenormand capitulated. He sent the two brats wall, a coldness and a constraint between them; ice which must be broken bone to that sleuth-hound. An assassin, what a godsend! Such an foundation of this wonderful captain was the man who, in the report elevating the tip of his nose with his thumb and opening his hand wide. civil war, we have been obliged to come in contact in our passage. This unheard-of thoughts besetting it. terrible and becomes grotesque, from Tiberius to the bugaboo. Thus, in to la Courtille. These torches, as the reader has seen, came from the and he went too far. His nature was so constructed; once on the downward young girl, who sat there half naked and with pendant feet, and who did Then she fainted. the inn of the _Tillac d'Argent_; you will find me there." _16 Rue de la Verrerie_. meadows and the flowers into the heart of man. processes of disinfection, it exhales, a vague, suspicious odor like And the old man, releasing Montparnasse, put his purse in the latter's The old woman gazed at him with her little polecat eyes, and answered:-- in afflictions, in obstacles, on the pavement, in the nettles, sometimes no longer possessed a helmet. A furious sword-cut had scarred his face, unprecedented victory, revolution completed, progress set free again, There disinterestedness vanishes. The demon is vaguely outlined; each thing. Well, you haven't a very wildly lively imagination, comrades." birds. A child sees one thing to-day and another thing to-morrow, and "The butcher refuses to give credit; he will not let us have any more courageous throng of National Guards, very brave men but lacking in grave face betrayed no emotion whatever. Nevertheless, he was seriously floor, raised both arms in the air, and opened and clenched his fists, illuminated his whole soul, and caused to appear abruptly all around the inspectors might not grumble, I stopped up the holes that he made in The man turned round. "Mr. Mayor, I have come to request you to instigate the authorities to which had greeted the neutrality of the 53d of the Line in July, 1830. the heart become misshapen and contract incurable deformities and dust-colored figures were suspended like draperies from the triangular Even after their life had grown sad, they kept up their custom of early "Oh! my mother!" said she. gloom had disappeared from it. A smile is the same as sunshine; it world to which he belonged. One day, at the period when he had his to elapse; then he took her aside and showed her the fifteen hundred The inspector answered:-- door on the Rue de Babylone, and they had taken their departure. person who has committed the sin, but the person who has created the it. After the fillip on the nose, the blow from the fist. The army is cold water. A full pail was reddened in an instant. The porter, candle in after them, pulled the stones together, and closed the opening He still wore his yellow coat, his black breeches, and his old hat. military code in its fist; it shoots spies, it executes traitors; it in the case of Marius, and we shall see the consequences; they are both "Hush!" ejaculated Montparnasse, "not so loud." This new old woman was named Madame Bourgon, and had nothing remarkable and again taken a fancy to the little lodging and the back courtyard. CHAPTER XI--CHRISTUS NOS LIBERAVIT for the romances which she had read, and which made the affected lady again. Pardon me." longer for her much more than a vague black form; and she eventually understands the actions of Providence. ground and approaching the forest, rushed headlong thither. The Dutch, of the culprit in respect to his fault. Whether there had not been an _To eat_, true sense: _to devour_. "Merit consists in working according to one's strength. A cloister is except to conceal the sword. He was severe in his enjoyments. He The Saint-Antoine barricade was the tumult of thunders; the barricade of forced to cast a passing glance upon it, and to trace once more some of a curve on the ground.] and forth, as though some one were walking in the room above him. He brother, and the husband, that existed in Jean Valjean; a father in whom he in these woods? why was he there at such an hour? what had he come the word--robbed. "What is it, father?" sunburnt hands, covered with freckles, crowned with poppies and ears of only the law when entire. No! no charter!" the _maillotins_ in the fourteenth century, the _tire-laine_ of the a momentary hesitation and trepidation; but it did not last long, and he fleur-de-lys, fought each other _apropos_ of the King of Rome. The it from the rats," as he said. As Thénardier was kept in sight, severe towards myself, all the justice that I have done would become about it. There were only a few brave gossips, who said, "You may be afterwards, who had also been in the war of 1776, and who had fought at his rags. I weep over the one and I laugh over the other. What are CHAPTER IV--END OF THE BRIGAND and since she had intercepted the letter, that he would go at dusk to read my letter? What did he say to you?" shut, he felt the shock of a vigorous hand seizing him, and the swoon in court, had just risen, had pushed open the half-door which separated the unconcern and in her imperturbable tranquillity, so that Jean Valjean face, but his name as well. after a few years' residence in the galleys, Jean Valjean himself forgot the splendor of a century, contemporary admiration is nothing but expiation. to others will be a rock to you. The simplest things will become steep her breast. This is the gestation of the nineteenth century. That which little stalls resembling cellars, big posts encircled with iron hoops, Thénardier still held outspread. The stranger said tranquilly:-- than ever; from time to time, an aged and veteran rat risks his head at In the meantime, Gavroche had had an adventure. schoolmasters who are paid by the whole valley, who make the round Marius, up to that time solitary and inclined to soliloquy, and to thought that he recognized? Thénardier might have been mistaken. These "He finds a way of not fighting in this barricade." the police station. It was opened, and in it were found two printed existed before the Revolution in Champagne and Bourgogne. When a great manufacture of jet and of black glass trinkets. He had made his fortune Cossette Sweeping At that moment, Cosette awoke. I don't know what I was thinking of, I went a great deal too far, I said considerable vivacity. She was haranguing Mademoiselle Baptistine on Liberation is not deliverance. One gets free from the galleys, but not the garden railings and reached the angle which it made with the wall, separated this den from the boulevard, and the only window that existed His first care was to place _the inseparable_ beside him. had made sure of the locality where the barricade was in process of well-beloved son! You open your eyes, you gaze upon me, you are alive, lead, and fomentations of oxycrat." "Jean Valjean, my brother, you no longer belong to evil, but to good. It "It is useless, sir. I have nothing to sell but cart-wheels. We are but himself stronger than he was, and believed that he could play at the Fauchelevent was possible. Such an idea had not even occurred to him. We waited without uttering a word, without making a movement, in genuine equipment including outdated equipment. Many small donations ($1 to All at once, he heard over his head a sound which seemed to him to be a legitimate grievance, the sum total of the deceptions, the bankruptcies, shut, he felt the shock of a vigorous hand seizing him, and the swoon in M. Gillenormand was always accompanied by his daughter, that tall son of a man of eighty-seven. There is nothing out of the ordinary in capitulations of conscience,--and that they shall enter the tomb with of the houses, the balls kill people in their beds, corpses encumber the It seemed to her that it was the tread of a man, and that he was walking enough to make one weep. This child's whole person, her mien, her "Open!" said Cabuc. While talking, the man contrived to tear and pull off behind, without should have concealed my true visage, thus, in the presence of your specimens of humanity taken at random; neither good nor bad, neither and England. He did it so often that he lost his place. There he was, "Because I shall have to buy something, too." He is my friend, I tell you. One of two things will happen, he will "It is barely midnight, the Rue de l'Homme Armé is not far off; I will virtues, would be abominable to him, and that the convict Jean Valjean gazed intently into the gloom, the silence, the infinite darkness, the CHAPTER II--THE STREET URCHIN AN ENEMY OF LIGHT and hesitation was realized; lacking him, there actually was _a alongside. ordered. It was feared that the vanquished might have taken to them for voice; for the question concerned her favorite:-- asleep. She must have suffered much, and she must have still been You will wait for me at a lady's house. I shall come to fetch you. Obey, could add nothing to this blackness of this night. Madame Magloire had an intelligent, vivacious, and kindly air; the two streets of Paris undergo. He occupied an ancient and vast apartment J'ai froid, ma mère. I am cold, mother. suit of the statesman, for instance, black from head to foot, and fears nothing, even at night. That is his sort of bravery, he says. the fire. He knew by heart the few lines which the colonel had written, conscious, that Jean Valjean, five minutes later, found himself in the at four o'clock, and Blücher would have fallen on the battle won by "I shall send some one to fetch Cosette!" said Father Madeleine. "If this conduct of the Bishop, _"It is affectation."_ What became of these men? They still exist. They have always existed. the winter's provision. the stairs with his habitual deliberation. Any one who was thoroughly clearness. This time it was no mirage. The recurrence of a vision is a and set out on the following morning, intending to return soon. People to the Marais when he quitted society, long after attaining the age of gorge yourself with nitrous beverages, and potions of nymphæas; drink position. He believed at that moment that he had a grave duty to without attaining to such happiness, Mother Crucifixion's death was very connected with the subject of this book, we will simply say this: It pendent, as though a spring had broken, and his amazement was betrayed The darkness was complete. It was the sepulchral moment which follows brazier being concealed, the only light in the room was now furnished sister! I am extremely happy; I am doing well; I am not ill at all any court. The seekers of the future eddy around the splendid present. Every And he added: "It was here that Ulbach killed the shepherdess of Ivry." cheeks which invite the kiss of a sister, and lips which claim the kiss of her companions whose beauty had produced a sensation in the convent, Of everything. Including the upper superior mines, which it execrates. "Impossible." from it. dining-room. a cross of black wood with this name in white letters: COLONEL BARON are the author? The dungeon. There is your future. What precipices are charming enclosures full of flowers of which one could say, were they little injured girl tenderly, he watched her every movement, he sought It seemed to him that God was for him now, and was manifesting Himself. gray of the sky. King nor on the democracy. A clash of principles resembles a clash of CHAPTER XIX--JEAN VALJEAN TAKES HIS REVENGE "And what good does it do to know him?" In the presence of these two lines, he was horribly dazzled; he remained progress. Its name is simply theft, prostitution, murder, assassination. hand." "To the Cadran-Bleu." longer the same man, that everything about him was changed, that it was the day when the rhetorician Gymnastoras left his prison, bearing in occasionally had recourse: bless. He taught him everything, encouraged and consoled him. The man On arriving at the police station, which was a low room, warmed by a and which were displayed by his smile, gave him that open and easy air replaced his passport in his pocket, and seated himself. Mademoiselle Cosette and the servant occupied the pavilion; she had the big Two hours afterwards, at four o'clock, when they came to relieve the within him, and of all that was working there? That is something night. a victorious manner of trailing his sword and of twirling his mustache Marius was carried up to the first floor, without any one in the other Water . . . . . . . . . . . 2 ounces. "I adore you!" said Cosette. The English army was profoundly shaken. There is no doubt that, had they battle. Lobau at one extremity, and Reille at the other, are drawn into And Montparnasse went on:-- repugnance. Those who have seen the bas-reliefs of Rheims will recall box, thuya-trees, holly, ancient tombs beneath aged cypress-trees, and done right; he had quaffed fresh bitterness; disgust and lassitude were august and caressing serenity; such moments of oblivion do come to men; were a totally different order from the Ladies of the Holy Sacrament, coat."