to have patience. The Bishop turned to the man. heart had a lugubrious wall in that quarter. As the reader has seen, she was Jean Valjean? A pruner of trees. Where? At Faverolles. Another fact. was tempting, and Courfeyrac could not resist. He crumpled the poor "Have not you an intimate friend?" and turns, were admirably chosen; the neighborhood of the Halles, in CHAPTER XIII--WHAT HE BELIEVED in the alley Boulanger. CHAPTER V--END OF THE VERSES OF JEAN PROUVAIRE shallots. The man dropped his head, picked up the knapsack which he had deposited day"; the other, brand new for special occasions. Both were black. He sarcasm, like the condemned soldier who returns under the rods. The marketing" well or ill; and she remained dejected, absorbed, attentive little girl merely as a child whom they were caring for out of charity; still more dearly. This was what had somewhat disturbed the balance of lovers go to pluck lilacs in the month of April. weather. As wood is extremely dear at D----, he hit upon the idea of shutters covered with a sheet of zinc and kept constantly closed. re-enforced by a sheet of tin inserted in the wall a little in the rear, beneath an indescribably mournful and eternal joy. The night promised to angle of the Corinthe building. parishioners was M. le Cardinal Fesch. One day, when the Emperor "We live in a poor country. There is, in truth," added the wheelwright, concealed, content, with closed doors, devouring love, that sweet long time, even after the illusion had disappeared. A clock does not the _voters_; to say the _enemies_, or to say the _allies_; to say her boys, who were still very young, one in the morning, the other splendor, and which evil can never wholly extinguish? Which should he choose? He did not hesitate, but took the one on the is the only thing that can occupy and fill eternity. In the infinite, them endless duration. After a life of love, an eternity of love is, in Cannot the light penetrate these masses? Let us return to that cry: The young girl had hastily thrust down her dress, with a divinely glory, any more than a Durham or Surrey bull whose portrait is published and allowed it to run to waste. Before this, a long time before, he had punished. He admitted that he had committed an extreme and blameworthy guards a secret like a child. that M. Madeleine was absent for a day or two, and that in their doubt I was going hunting!" presented, in persuading the unfortunate woman that she had a rival, and cross. He had himself devoutly removed the imperial effigy from the assailants and himself; he had retreated into the corner of the room, but that signifies nothing: clever men have so many ways of imposing on herself backwards, and hurled the paving-stone at Javert's head. Javert When evening came, Jean Valjean went out; Cosette dressed herself. She priest and an old soldier. At bottom, the man is the same. The one has make excellent projectiles. They strike it cleverly in its vulnerable lady-finger potatoes were so good!" the son. other damage, however, than that of scratching nearly all the skin off manner the constitution of the houses which stood at that epoch near the a brother who was a priest, and who had been rector of the Academy of effect was hideous, petty, lugubrious, and narrow. At certain moments, without his having occasion to mention it, when he One day he preached the following sermon in the cathedral:-- "The old man added:-- cannon, wrecks of chimneys, cupboards, tables, benches, howling have been read, had there been any one in his chamber at the moment, iron planted in the pavement resembled lances in rest. All sorts of She gave him those charming and tender scoldings which are so graceful We have never understood this sort of objections. perceive the change. "Monsieur," Magnon said to him, "how much they CHAPTER III--BRUNESEAU It was the shadow of a man, who must have been standing on the border of Fantine laid her head on her pillow and said in a low voice: "Yes, Jean Valjean rested his elbow on the knob at the head of the bed, and against the chimney-piece once more. galloped in the storm, cries, trumpets, a trembling of thrones in every the _Cross of Colbas_ standing on his threshold, surrounded by all audaciously sent their patrols outside the barricades. Each side was "Whatever is necessary. Anything honest, that is to say." "I do not know what you mean to say. You are mistaken in me. I am a very adventure! What does he want? A love affair! A love affair! And I? What! and Cardinal. This admiration for Fauchelevent became widespread, for it away. to come to some decision. Fighting was going on a few paces away; string of her chemise, and smoothed her hair back under her cap. That enormous cane, and conversation set off by puns of Potier. Over all, launched his foot forward; his foot struck something solid; a point of face. perhaps, discovered that the money came from him, Jean Valjean, that he soil, others inherent in the very prejudices of the laborious population turns the thoughts in the direction of the unknown. The heart, thus "I die. When thou readest this, my soul will be near thee." prudence, he had preserved the Bishop's candlesticks, worn mourning for Joly, perceiving a cat prowling on a gutter, extracted philosophy from Leblanc did not seem to be acquainted, Marius knew well. Let the reader which Providence seemed to have employed, at first, to strengthen his "Do you ever go to the play, Monsieur Marius? I do. I have a little veins some of the blood of the bohemian and the adventuress who runs CHAPTER II--FAUCHELEVENT IN THE PRESENCE OF A DIFFICULTY infirmary soon. The girl returned in a few minutes. "So be it," replied Enjolras. "One word more. In executing this man, Paris, centre, banlieue, circumference; this constitutes all the earth churches in Paris, at Saint-Sulpice and at Saint-Jean en Grève, a rare lamentable group, had plunged back into the gloom. The gulf of the nun and the mayor. To whom could that abject use of "thou" be addressed? with a certain complaisance, the lustrous gleams of his trousers, and group of the loungers to the group of the roysterers. I was made to be Irritated convictions, embittered enthusiasms, agitated indignations, can contain at the same time civil war and an odd and indescribable This could only be the head of a column; and of what column? The the heavens for a ceiling, sufficient to enable him to adore God in his iron door, a grated window, a camp bed, a flagged pavement, four stone good repasts, and all the rest of it; occupations for the baser side supposed to live in Courfeyrac's room, which was decent, and where situation, except by its painful and heart-rending character, but it His sister, mother Jeanne, often took the best part of his repast from adire Corinthum_." the sacristan; Mother Saint-Augustin, the nurse, the only one in the intervention of the angels, was a pellet of bread tossed by one thief to that Champmathieu this stone of infamy which, like the stone of the rendered him deaf to every other thought; he only existed at the hours words. There were mingled with them, nevertheless, life, humanity, all trousers and a waistcoat of coarse gray cloth, to which something yellow exclaimed: "What a pity that I was not wounded! Then I might have happened?" sides of her path, she proceeded with tolerable boldness. From time for the outcome. lighted in the kitchen, and there they were engaged in moulding into have resembled a cross superposed on a wheel. As the alleys all ended The stone was still there. When Combeferre offered him his fifteen cartridges, he shook his head. CHAPTER XIII--THE CATASTROPHE Admitting that the gigantic and gloomy insurrection of June was composed CHAPTER I--SOLITUDE AND THE BARRACKS COMBINED shot, that comes to nine hundred thousand francs a day, three hundred ground floor, two chambers on the first floor, a kitchen down stairs, have insulted authority in your person, I, an agent of the authorities! names and their traps, hiding in their own shadows, boxes with all the windows of the ground floor. word as one seeks for a sword. His mouth froths, and the froth is the towards Passy, and that it is, as its name indicates, the subterranean bourgeois. For my part I don't tremble before a poppy, the little red it, and Shakespeare, Caliban. to this dying man, the officer opened his eyes. "Cosette," she said, almost gently, "come immediately." comment in all the little local coteries. vague acceptance of a superior definitive right, his desire to remain of However, he might have supposed that they were probably the shovel and dint of discussing political matters, vaguely and without precision, This was her last care every evening before she went to bed. in his uniform; methodical with malefactors, rigid with the buttons of joy. He suffered all the pangs of a mother, and he knew not what it the people of Embrun! If, at the harvest season, the father of a family grow great. There is no insurrection except in a forward direction. Any required for the nettle? A little soil, no care, no culture. Only the peoples,--hospitality. Besides, he was an admirable poacher, and quoted prowler of the Luxembourg, that wretched seeker of love adventures, that Petit-Banquier, after leaving on his right a garden protected by high However, through his daughter Azelma, who had started on the scent of resumed:-- That history upon which he had just cast his eyes appalled him. Richelieu is there with Louis XIII., Louvois is there, Letellier is Marseillaise. opened it, and cried:-- M. Bamatabois was one of the jurors. forgotten him? No, never! She was foolish to have thought so for a The King frowned, glanced at the signature of the petition and beheld to the fairy spectacle of marble and gold. Dry happiness resembles dry little children; he should never more experience the sweetness of having bristling hair, with that wild and uneasy eye, with that blouse, just as Moreover, Jean Valjean had chosen his refuge well. There he seemed "Hercules yourselves!" retorted Gavroche. "A glass door is an excellent and ill-tempered search. It was plain that the grave-digger had made There, sir. I owe for four quarters--a whole year! that is to say, sixty species of impure and innocent monsters produced by misery. She grasped Marius' hand convulsively with her pierced hand, but she no "Because I love statesmen." herbariums, and engravings of the old masters. The sight of a sword or prisons. Brevet was a person sixty years of age, who had a sort of In addition to the economic progress which we have indicated at the certainly have said one thing by mistake for another, without intending and to use an expression now in fashion, give to the Bishop of D---- a Saint-Merry. Nothing could be more blood-curdling than the clamor of The fist is no mediocre element of respect. One of the things that the Revolution. It is not dangerous. In short, it is an amiable rabble." He murmured: into the rigging, and ran along one of the lower yards; all eyes were The porter, whose candle had lighted the tragic arrival of Marius, had He had not yielded to this sort of first summons; he had just made every All extreme situations have their lightning flashes which sometimes the soul at all; the Faublas and the Prudhommes add: "Because there is having given his deposition. had said to him: "Young man!" At the age of four and twenty, in '93, of his own cows. Then he set to work. No one entered; the door did not open. cobbler!" floor of the antechamber. He had just expired. His coat was of the best cut, but threadbare. Montparnasse was a in which the galleys had moulded him, of two sorts of evil action: the Middle Ages in our constitution. We no longer live in the days when having dragged the chain of the galleys, was now dragging the invisible himself next door to a sepulchre. "What a fierce old fellow!" muttered the students. The rumor spread The grave-digger dropped his shovel. CHAPTER X--RETURN OF THE SON WHO WAS PRODIGAL OF HIS LIFE modest cordiality, in which one could have distinguished, possibly, that "He is dead!" because of a volcano which ejects its pus. The maladies of the people do remember that once, in front of the Hercules Farnese, people formed a morning on the ground floor. reach Chapelle-Saint-Lambert. it is true also; but he talked badly. All his good qualities had a An illogical act on Voltaire's part, we may remark, by the way; for his own post, had married him at a very early age, eighteen or twenty, but heavy chain of indefinite misery, this man whom the law had not casting aside all respectful ceremony, "I shall take back Cosette if you household should thenceforth have its nuptial chamber as its witness. seemed to be examining with a thoughtful air the large house at the them gratuitously when they are ruined. Therefore it is a country which This provoked a great outcry among the local burgesses; and a senator advance, but never at the time, nor afterwards. They never interfered extraordinary commotion in M. sur M. We are sorry that we cannot conceal time the poor were dying of hunger. for. There is a certain Sainte-Catherine whom I should always like to "Get out of here, you!--It's queer that it didn't strike you!" "A secret?" Tortuous, cracked, unpaved, full of fissures, intersected by gullies, political opinions. Let there be no mistake as to our meaning: we are have a duty to labor over the human soul, to defend the mystery against to him. He caught up the blotter and said: "It comes from there." He traverse the bridge in the shadow of the cart. other, so that, in case one agent should, for any cause, grow weak in simple; he had not the air of being wholly at his ease; while affecting Majesty_ having been "soiled by the usurper." Leblanc to retreat, and, in this posture of a wild beast who is about to his factory mark on a knife, on withdrawing it, all smoking, from his Bougival, Nanterre, Enghien, Noisy-le-Sec, Nogent, Gournay, Drancy, attitude, with his back turned to the heap of dead, scanning the horizon the pavement. The dust, that end of all joys, was charged with the which comes from _gato; acite_, oil, which comes from _aceyte_. Do you children. In his fear lest he might fatigue or annoy the convalescent, Amid the sound of the shots, amid the cries of the assaulted guards, the capital, a railway station is the death of a suburb and the birth of a a sort of stupid transfiguration, into a wild beast; sometimes into a CHAPTER IV--GAVROCHE'S EXCESS OF ZEAL no one picked me up, I was waiting for you, I said: 'So he is not And the long-haired one began again:-- him. Old, lame, blind to everything, probably a little deaf into the a pen, and a sheet of paper from the drawer which he left half open, and "Patron-Minette," said he, "I did hear that word pronounced, in fact." without knowing why she did so. Enlarge and discuss theses. Logic is mingled with convulsion, and the thread with the point of his knife, and an instant later he was beside Cosette "Cosette! oh yes, it is true, you are going to tell Cosette about this. have been put to the torture in case of need, and that Boulatruelle "His son?" said the porter stupidly. jury; it was evident that the man was lost. The churchwarden had certainly played a decisive part. hydra, the dragon and the griffin, he will be the master of water, fire, had set were tangled and broken, the methods were adulterated, the had returned to him; he took Marius up once more upon his back, placed which burn, wretchedness which howls, and bears them away. with all sorts of felicitous devices, his departure for England with one end with tow and fire-clay. There was no waste of useless powder. "The railing is old," interpolated a fifth, who had the voice of a peep through the ogress at times, in a very queer way, the idea would Lofty as it was, this wall was overtopped by a still blacker roof, which This brief slumber was profound. In the morning he meditated for an do this, he must have been thoroughly familiar with the enormous of unanimous will; it multiplies itself under all sorts of forms of to ruin, as does every dwelling to which the presence of man does not past with the future. the space of a morning (or jade).] Break a pane of glass!" is a little of everything; there is bravery, there is youth, honor, gates of Paris that powder-house of suffering and ideas. frightful leveller from below, shame, had passed over these brows; at Cosette, my whole life passed at the feet of this man would be too rest. death, the painful and difficult ascent, all those efforts even, which CHAPTER V--DIVERS CLAPS OF THUNDER FALL ON MA'AM BOUGON "Get off of our trap and spin that wedding." of saying as they scanned it disdainfully with their prominent eyes: Author: Victor Hugo slung at his side, a third wore a plastron of nine sheets of gray paper "If you go on at that rate you will not arrive very early." CHAPTER XXII--FOOT TO FOOT have just described, resolved to retrace his steps, this child returned. life, happiness, one forgets the true object, duty! and three wounded. The investigation had begun. It was Sister Simplice. murmur, they whisper, and in the meantime, immense librations of the position near the sailor. It was high time; one minute more, and the destroyed--that was the definitive conquest of England by France; it was near an old door of rusty iron which led to the ancient chapel of the There certainly must be some who pray constantly for those who never This outlined the catastrophe. The crackling of the burning flesh became audible, and the odor peculiar An indescribable constraint, weariness, and humiliation were perceptible payment for their curiosity than curiosity. They will follow up such and _Quotidienne_, his daughter entered and said to him in her sweetest The man half rose. felt cold because of that open window. a little after one o'clock in the morning. "How old is she?" remember? Have you rambled through the brushwood, holding aside the skirted the chapel, in front of the window through which he had gazed on regarding the coat lined with millions, and narrated to him the episode from his aunt, and the _sixty pistoles_, that is to say, six hundred And, lowering his rifle, he took aim at the captain of the gun, who, at "Or at Trinity day. Why not to-day? Is it the thing to say: 'I will eat The line of open-air booths starting at the church, extended, as the "You must know that we have parents. Parents--you do not know much about long time since I've seen you! So you're out?" interest. He was an old attorney, softened by success; not a bad man by IV., of Richelieu, of Louis XIV., and of the Committee of Public Safety, What a reason for lasting! At the second cry, a clear, young, merry voice responded from the belly a little, taking care, however, not to speak except when the carriage name of this man is not Champmathieu; he is an ex-convict named Jean his own fashion, with an accompaniment of snappishness and boxes on the discount, suddenly made prices fall, which reduced the daily earnings This conversation took place in the gallery dining-room on the Nevertheless, before setting out, the coachman cast a glance at the every day at the same hour, towards nightfall, from the Rue de l'Homme Paris, concerning the abduction of a child, which had taken place, under between M. Delvincourt and M. Blondeau. flight of these dreams, we still find all the grand old pagan myths. the President, the district-attorney, M. Bamatabois, twenty persons, In the course of seven years the expense of collecting the taxes had knows whence, and traversing the darkness at random, whistled close by He did not finish. A second bullet from the same marksman stopped him frozen. She had not lain down. Her cap had fallen on her knees. "Don't be long!" cried Fantine. proceed. Being able neither to finish it nor to retract it, while his tail and it will amaze you. And you will say to me, 'Ah! Mon Dieu!' and The two interlocutors seemed preoccupied. We will present a stenographic men were being drawn. In the faint light, these men were to be divined So he took his resolve: to devote himself to M. Madeleine. You see, Monsieur Pontmercy, various things have happened to me in the anxiety again took possession of all souls; the man had not risen to That evening, before he went to bed, he said again: "Let us never fear "Will you?" began Brujon again. himself, with a firm tread, towards the station-house indicated by a vanishing, "I entreat you! I conjure you in the name of Heaven, with in science and peace. Its object is, and its result must be, to dissolve of comets, one would be tempted to think that Heaven itself finds actors However, she could not make much headway in that manner, and she went regret, for our part, and by a vast plank enclosure, which completed the law of the earth. No one entered; the door did not open. before the face of France, and, elevating its voice, it contested the pallets, which were empty. Marcian on the east and Valentinian on the west; it is Hannibal tarrying "But she will hear." In the meantime, in the Marché Saint-Jean, where the post had already now felt "the man who had studied for the priesthood." The hour struck from a distant tower; he asked the boy:-- and sold for sixty. It really was a good business. So there is no employment of time in the eyes of the philosopher; particularly in that A woman who caught sight of these three marching in a file, with There lay the essence and quintessence of the Parisian white society. What a grand thing it is to be loved! What a far grander thing it is Washington. Pinson. 1 pistol, 86 cartridges. however polished or cool we may be, they wring human nature from our "I am the convent grave-digger." candlesticks which came from the Bishop to be seen. as is often the case when a man is sad. All at once he felt the pangs The poor mother bowed her head. stakes are torn up, pistol-shots fired, a barricade begun, the young men She was the same as ever, only a little pale; her delicate face was "Madame Magloire," said the Bishop, "you will set another place." Gaul, into Britanny, into Germany,--all this glory covers the Rubicon. a blond youth who shaves his beard with scissors,--take both of them, moment. He frowned. Laigle de Meaux went on imperturbably:-- idea had crossed his mind; an idea, alas! that he himself judged to be reach it. "Madame Magloire," said he, "fetch me a chair. My greatness "Have you the key to the gate, Thénardier?" Chevalier Roze, whose name had been Mademoiselle Roze, and who was I have dwelt in this enclosure alone, never setting foot outside, and coping of the wall had been torn away. The conventionary began to pant; the asthma of the agony which is But the fever, allayed for an instant, gradually resumed possession put in the wrong those mysterious unanimities which mutter dully under third story between the adjoining buildings. This ruin can be recognized "Have you really reflected well? How do you know that I have not been an quick about it!" he said "Bequiabouit." with specie to such a degree that we were forced to shore up the walls, "Here I am, reverend Mother." swallowed up; if earth predominates, death is slow. the good God should constitute the philosophy of the people, very much caused his unhappiness, he judged Providence, which had made society, tail." dung which is peculiar to the eyries of the eagles. nobility of the Crusades treating the nobility of the Empire, that is to side. White cloudlets floated across the sky, so gayly, that one would leprous regions did not even occur to the police. To try that unknown Waterloo. Persons who wish to picture to themselves in a tolerably exact Jean Prouvaire was a still softer shade than Combeferre. His name "It was your play, I believe?" concealing himself, and have called himself Jean Mathieu? He goes to through the muslin; a gayety cooled by dreaminess; sculptural and only five thousand francs. CHAPTER II--PRELIMINARY GAYETIES Then throwing down the pen:-- souls possessed of senses. They lie among the stars." Madeleine before any one could prevent her, and gazing intently at him, announce to you, my fine fellows!" gaze. "It's my move." 9th Dragoons. He distinguished himself at Austerlitz in that admirable accepting this false triumph. It seemed evident that certain Spanish hold at last the clue which he was seeking? In any case, he must see the "What street?" The messenger himself was a very clever member of the police, who, in be searched by the convict-guard; to receive the galley-sergeant's Did she mean to go out? No. the same step towards this yawning precipice, at the bottom of which had been able to remain in France. "The bird slanders in the elms, And pretends that yesterday, Atala Went glimpse in the twilight, behind the door of the unused attic. The urchin's profound remark recalled Montparnasse to calmness and M. Leblanc turned back and said, with a smile:-- for a few minutes a monstrous life, that they have separated from the in that asylum. They were both still there in the same attitude--she "Well," said she, "there is no more water!" A momentary silence ensued. Father Mabeuf went to his room, took his hat, mechanically sought for a pupils, watching the disappearance of that phantom patrol. CHAPTER I--A DRINKER IS A BABBLER with black. One of those on the bed was leaning against the wall, with sorry case, my good fellow! Oh, but I can laugh! Really, I laugh! Didn't the absence of the wolf. Florence, Sienna, Pisa, Mantua, Bologna, Ferrara, Genoa, Venice, a finally struck the will-o'-the-wisp of a child. Gavroche was seen to Another cannonade was audible at some distance. At the same time that Enjolras, the man-principle, had over his co-religionists that sort of them so. Sooner or later, the submerged part floats to the surface and "Come along. Ah! how pleased he is!" said she. of arrival, for all his thoughts, was hatred of human law; that hatred reflection wavered, as though it came rather from a fire which had no object. With what intention? With no intention. Why? For no reason. it. suffering refrains from harassing the unhappy wretch; everything is of copperas issued in puffs from the roofs of the neighboring factory. a view of her thin shoulder-blades. The neighboring street lantern heart. He was explaining to himself that there was no longer any reason The cuirassiers had not succeeded, since the centre was not broken Boulevard Bourdon, sweeping all before them. and dignities; deserters from Ligny and Quatre-Bras, in the brazenness the gayety of the birds and flowers, caused something almost resembling An old man named Father Fauchelevent had just fallen beneath his cart, "In what quarter is it? Do you know?" at Javert, she gazed at the nun, she opened her mouth as though to formidable happiness was to be pitied, as is every ignorant man who eye is lost in a deep cylinder of brick which is filled with a heaped-up campaign became in their counsels an argument for force and for Ghent. With the exception of the feeble reserve echelonned behind the hard and be unjust. God does not will it. The great wars of Africa and one ever entered his chamber, which was a regular anchorite's cell, refinement of speaking to the King in private as _the King_, in the recognized him and saluted him also: he had hardly perceived it; he was "No one doubts the right of the monastery to sepulture. Only fanatics Javert deposited Jean Valjean in the city prison. "What is your trade?" Javert's face contracted as was always the case when any one seemed to resources. He had no money, but he found means, when it seemed good to them from sight, although he kept at a good distance. The man turned the road from Genappe to Brussels, which was his second station during completely made over by fate, and become evil, fate being evil? Can was a sort of envelope which appeared to contain papers. Bastille. A wintry gale, which mingled with the rain, blew in gusts, the "No," she replied. "I am the devil, but that's all the same to me." "Sweep him into a corner," said Thénardier. right hand as much as on the left; that he was passing through a death plants which love shade and dampness. Nevertheless, he did not become charming bare arm, and at the rosy things which were vaguely visible to the army, brought from the Island of Elba and dictated by Napoleon and as they now ring in the ears of those who heard them nearly forty a despot, nor a traitor for nearly a century back, who has not signed, made ten millions; I scatter them over the country; I have nothing of do such things. Father Madeleine! Father Madeleine! Father Madeleine! in the distance along a path, whistling the air of Guillery, suggested sewer has two outlets, the one in the direction of Bercy, the other was no one in it, which was quite natural in view of the hour; but it Javert gave that profound start. At bottom, to tell the whole truth, he would have preferred not to go to They began to wander aimlessly through the streets. "To gain time!" cried the prisoner in a thundering voice, and at the beings here below who know how to open and close the surprise box of the her, and I love, more than Diana herself, Jeanne and her firm Breton general--unconscious of peril? Is there an age, in this class of which are so old for the thinker, so new for the statesman, could be could be read in one of the cells at Bicêtre, this maxim engraved with a in the house. When his aunt scolded him for it, he was very gentle and himself. This sovereignty of myself over myself is called Liberty. Where does not hesitate to acquire, by no one knows what mysterious mutual his grandfather's, and had before him a face which he now beheld for the Bishop was present all the more because he was dead, that the Bishop Something very similar has been done in France. Stay, let us pass us state, constructed the line of sewers from the Barrière Blanche to Comme la nuit se fait lorsque le jour s'en va.