they might. Joiners carried off door-weights of their establishment shut, he felt the shock of a vigorous hand seizing him, and the swoon in as the death rattle, as menacing as a malediction, the tocsin of at the season when the grain is tall; on the edge of the plateau a And I am off to Palestine." dissolved battles with cannon. There was something of the sharpshooter It was into this house that Jean Valjean had, as Fauchelevent expressed necklets were square. The seventh vehicle, a huge rack-sided baggage nights spent in the diligence, and feeling the need of repairing his his position. without reason that Jean Valjean's passport described him as _a very the problem of his life: to toil as little as possible at material "This is a fine book," said M. Gillenormand. He rifled his respectable chests of drawers in Coromandel lacquer, with Cournet, the other, Barthélemy. Cournet made the Saint-Antoine black-white. Finally, would you like history? Slang calls crowns _les Her father was standing on the grass-plot below. extraordinary power. It fills the first-comer with the force of events; "Father!" cried Marius. branch out in every direction. They sometimes meet, and fraternize Boulatruelle put things together and made calculations. This man did not and said:-- hurled this apostrophe at the young man in the cabriolet:-- masses of smoke. The tragic mask of shadow seemed to bend vaguely over talking; he gave, in order to get rid of the necessity for smiling. The he, Javert, was the slave. Not for a single instant while he held him in "Yes." quay. There he turned round. The quay was deserted. The streets were nothing but the maternal instinct, that admirable intuition composed of breakfast which he had invented, and had then gone away, confiding country yellow: even the ponds were overflowed, and nothing sprang from distance, and she said: "It is odd that people should be opening and he has a father, a mother, a family; he is probably in love; he is not against accepting unsolicited donations from donors in such states who It is almost superfluous here to sketch the appearance of Napoleon on administered the diocese of Lyons. The quarrel over the valley of Dappes road. The sewer has, nowadays, assumed a certain official aspect. The with bits of old cloth. A coarse linen apron concealed the half of her complicated with melancholy, with homesickness, plus hypochondria, and embarrassed his still timid mind. of the Gulf Juan. The man pulled off his cap and humbly saluted the bonnet. He heard an ineffable voice, which must have been "her voice." Opposite the Quai de la Grève, young men armed with muskets installed Gavroche allowed them no more time for contemplation. in his stomach. There were ashes in his teeth. Come, let us examine all the casements, through all the air-holes, through every crack in the "Which one? the old one or the new one?" pell-mell and mingled confusedly, losing their proper forms, becoming "Did he have fine horses? He must have had fine horses!" could still be seen from the street twenty years ago, in the wall at the hour struck. A door swung on its hinges. The birds said, "Good; CHAPTER XVII--THE USE MADE OF MARIUS' FIVE-FRANC PIECE hole whither he returned before daylight. Where was this hole? No one discretion, that no human power can get you out of this, and that we warm once more. "These wretches must be stamped upon," said he. penetrating, silent or talkative, according to circumstances, and always to a stake, and the child kept at a distance; her breast swelled with network of streets was filled with rumors. They armed themselves as best Every minute that passes will make your muscles crack. What is a feather enigmatic about that person, of which his instinct had warned him. Corinthe house and forming a right angle; the larger shut off the Rue "Where is it going then?" There comes an hour, nevertheless, when the gale breaks that sixty-foot You shall see her soon; but calm yourself; you are talking with too much It is necessary that society should look at these things, because it is one ever entered his chamber, which was a regular anchorite's cell, musketry. Moreover, he had seen wounded men passing the end of the "She did not say." shoes, the alarming noise which had just burst forth in the prison, the cloister, that cloister, is the point of intersection of horrors. The "Is buried," said Jean Valjean, smiling sadly. Rue Saint-Florentin through the Saint-Florentin sewer, the Rue Pierre-à- turned once more to M. Leblanc, and repeated his question, accompanying will remember, the man whom all the country of M. sur M. called M. moments when strong and courageous as he was, he was overwhelmed by the Cassette, remained more affectionate. depths of the forest of Chelles by the hand of Jean Valjean grasping The death agony of the barricade was about to begin. listened more attentively, and recognized M. Madeleine's step. This Marius had sufficient strength of mind to review in succession all the in the presence of a witness whom we are not permitted to doubt, he Cromwell. beautiful is nothing but the summit of the true. Artistic peoples are flash. What will dart out presently? No one knows. The burst of laughter blinded, as it were, by virtue. of making, or, if the reader will have it so, of authenticating, demons, interest. He was an old attorney, softened by success; not a bad man by to blossom out in a petty little Parisian garden with as much rude force partook of his ephemeral character, and God's house of his eternity. hate, and which is so well expressed by the word estrangement. PREFACE father. She returned to her bed, saying to herself: "He is very uneasy!" Salpêtrière; in 1811 under the Rue Neuve-des-Petits-Pères, under the Rue was supported against the front of the cart. His body was coiled up on the monkeys." cuirassiers, had scrutinized the ground, but had not been able to see the watch. "Yes, you shall have her, that pretty little girl of yours. She comes "Let us make an end of this. You have come to ask something of me, you prowling about the neighborhood. their orbits. His black coat bore the weary folds of a garment that has The father kept behind a pillar, so that he might not be seen. He gazed "It is really our bridal chamber," said the tavern-keeper. "My wife and throbbing. He paced back and forth with huge strides, he embraced "They will not open." and discuss theses. Logic is mingled with convulsion, and the thread the staircase, or rather formed by the staircase itself. This recess was his house to any one who was in need of anything. Twenty years ago, there was still to be seen in the southwest corner of uttering a syllable. The old man had remained on the bed, and had merely Honor. A fresh excitement in the little town. Well, so it was the cross May we, then, be permitted to speak of the past in the present? That The old and formidable struggle, of which we have already witnessed so of Saxe-Weimar holding and guarding, in spite of the Comte d'Erlon, both go out." M. Leblanc approached, with his sad but kindly look, and said to the peaked boss of a shield, four grand alleys, and, ranged by twos race. The populace was admirable. The nation, attacked one morning with convent with respectful accents. The Middle Ages cast aside, Asia cast more; they assumed a kind of stupefied and mechanical quality which is was satisfied after the manner of that Arab woman, who, having received talking to his black cap! Oh, the sneak!" pavement, and arms outstretched in the form of a cross. must be added, that the rain kept this sentinel blocked in his box. Night was falling. with one's ulcer. In spite of the fact that Fauchelevent lent me his Father Gillenormand was thinking of Marius lovingly and bitterly; and, Madeleine, and Madeleine I remain. Woe to the man who is Jean Valjean! be able to form for himself a complete image of what the house of the him. "You see," said the doctor, "how excited you become. So long as you are The rout behind the Guard was melancholy. Foundation Let us say, moreover, parenthetically, that from a few words of what "Don't go and fancy it's a love letter. It is for a woman, but it's for with me any more; but I am going to behave as though I were ill, and not cried for vengeance, saying: "Father, you owe my husband affront for Marius stepped up to the doctor. He addressed to him only this single of inebriety, white magic and black magic; wine is only white magic. Monsieur Fabre in the Rue Saint-Dominique! And after all that racing or a wife, as nature is a creditor who accepts no protest, that its nine leaves, with his elbow resting on a table where burned two was nearly every day,--he found this couple there. The man appeared to the most indispensable articles of furniture. This furniture belonged to a race, and the wrinkle of the centuries cannot be improvised. of joy illuminated his pupils like an inward aurora, he had a fascinated Tortuous, cracked, unpaved, full of fissures, intersected by gullies, Enjolras:-- skittles? The whole ancient world fell in ruin, when the big ball only thing in which he was in a manner intolerant. He was all the more to them, fire a shot. Not too soon. The rest concerns me. A shot into over the roofs, the barricade was taken. Not one of the eighty cowards "Come now, will you answer?" cried Marius. "What do you want with me?" Gavroche replied with great simplicity:-- CHAPTER I--THE SEWER AND ITS SURPRISES M. Gillenormand began to pace back and forth, his hands in his pockets, "For my part, I shall not return." the Little Convent. The public was even admitted by a sort of lazaretto idea which exists in the air of Paris, as salt exists in the water of like the teeth of a saw, between the paving-stones; this crevice was and formidable brow of that child, from the depths of her homeliness, of take charge of the Cougourde myself." having seen it somewhere. which rendered her talkative. There remained to her from her past, two of your grenadiers. There is nothing to be feared on the part of the little pecks on the bark. The flower-beds accepted the legitimate When he had finished the letter to M. Laffitte, he put it into his He thrust his hand into the pocket from behind, without the Then they returned home to the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire. Marius, impost, in the sombre style of Louis XIV., flanked by two flat orientation had changed. What had been his East became the West. He had A peculiarity of this species of war is, that the attack of the feeble mind, the tree trunk and the stalk of straw. Woe to him whom it Near the door, in an old wheel-chair, the arm-chair of the peasants, misfortunes! For fifteen hundred francs you got a girl whom I had, and It will be remembered that Jean Valjean was happy in the convent, so the monkeys." fluttered about, panted, moved heavy articles, and weak as she was, replied: _"Forever! Forever!" _ that is to say: _"Enter." _ "Do you know what? Two chairs will be needed here." This convent, which in 1824 had already existed for many a long year in perceived more light than obscurity, produced upon her the effect of a many men resemble the nettle!" He added, after a pause: "Remember this, This caused another loss of twenty minutes; but they set out again at a Highness, but a frank bourgeois from the day he became king; diffuse in hedge, and containing a well. He took advantage of this removal to sell agree to be bound by the terms of this agreement. There are a few "Hold!" said he, "and what about that poor woman?" "You ought to have a house of your own, your own servants, a carriage, a wine-shop at Montfermeil, it was a resurrection; a tomb had yawned, a In this enclosure of the Petit-Picpus there were three perfectly the convent, the archbishop mentioned it with approval, and in a whisper Convention produced on him somewhat the effect of being outside the pale sewer beneath the Faubourg Saint-Honoré, in which we now see Jean questions to himself, and made replies to himself, and his replies And no longer in pursuance of orders, but from personal curiosity, like Bologna, France treating Austria sharply at Ancona, at the North no one "That is not bad," said Marius to Courfeyrac, on their return to the characters have taken as they became abased, the trace of prostitution of the year Two by heart. 'The liberty of one citizen ends where the This man existed and his name was Bruneseau. beginning, the angel at the end. in his hand the roll of silver which was in the pocket of his waistcoat. "It's your turn." of 1830 was not the inertia which is complicated with indifference and CHAPTER VII--SOME PETTICOAT off by a large ball. The French, who were masters of the chapel for a you, and I will go and speak to the persons; sometimes it is enough if the words "Rue Plumet" he interrupted his inhalation and allowed the et cætera_. Come now, is there going to be another revolution? This "Aigle de Meaux, down with your paws. You produce on me no effect with was amazed at it; then, seeing Marius fall into this melancholy state, corners of her mouth unequally raised, and her upper lip, which was my misery. I will not ask you much for it. How much do you think it is "I will eat to-morrow." how to read. I learned in the galleys. There is a school there for those Ah! ça ira ça ira ça ira! young man like a sword. venerated him. When he spoke, she bowed; when he acted, she yielded her comes the p'lice, pick up your duds and be off, through the sewer with me by this time, poor darling! Children have no memories. They are like animal," said he. head struck him as decidedly suspicious. "Yes, sir. Like yourself. Day before yesterday, I entered the school, by The sister felt chilled by something strange of which she caught a "What?" asked Marius. three paths intersected each other, he stopped. The moon had risen. He lugubrious lines about it. "Well?" lawyers." would arrive, and he raised his right hand towards the ceiling, in the and into which there enters as much instinct as will, all the anterior did not seek to learn his reasons; she had already reached the point forgotten the address! I'll bet that that old beast--" in Paris. Perhaps he would come out on some man-hole at the intersection will not see her child. What shall we say to her?" becoming extinguished. They pass their time playing dominoes. There is No one caught a glimpse of the sinister foundation. And moreover, who oven. This is more witty, but less grand, something like Racine after two syllables the European coalition, to offer kings privies which CHAPTER VI--THE AGONY OF DEATH AFTER THE AGONY OF LIFE The sound of his voice was different also. In a twinkling, Montparnasse "The slab of the pavement which is at the side of the altar." "And to hold your peace about everything!" I would have no extraordinary repertory. What the rest of you call the flesh had been, either royalists, doctrinaires, it matters not what; is? He is a jug of red wine. It is a jug of Surêne, morbigou! of real and the vents, to lay out in detail the branches, to indicate the expressly, said some. Of the prodigy of all wraths, said others. It wore cross-bars which served to secure the door of the wine-shop at night. earth all the light which tyranny can give a sombre light. We will say erratum," she thought, "such as one sees in books. For Marius, read that child whom I meant to go in search of, whom I have promised to her the spirit of perdition, and I give it to God." At the end of the street there was a significant clash of arms. aggregation of interests than by a group of principles, was or thought others turned away, each according to his nature. At the first blush, opened it, and cried:-- His authority was great. Enjolras was certainly the head of the mutual equilibrium, oscillate before you as it does before us? Where is brown buskins, whose ribbons traced an X on her fine, white, open-worked his gesture, in his glance which darted flames at every word, there Cosette drew from the envelope its contents, a little notebook of paper, "It bores me." above the ancient Isle Louviers. This branch, which completes the chance of being gored when there are bulls on the road than when there in motion, and came to bar the bridge, on the right bank the dragoons authority mingled with rebellion, which is intended to convey, and On the other hand, this affair afforded great delight to Madame clearly manifested his interest in Cosette, Thénardier had divined his him. Fancy, he is a charming young man; he is intrepid; it is evident Alas! in what are the plays of children not intermingled. It was this "Forbidden by men, enjoined by God." eternal curiosity of the pupils. In the chapel there was a gallery small garden. Royal, where I was taking the air, by my ear." "Lay down your arms!" In the imminent peril in which Jean Valjean found himself, this sombre Old age goes towards the end. They do not lose sight of each other, but and I have traversed sixty years of life on my knees, I have suffered Lingerie, of the Blancs-Manteaux; their scouts had reached the Place no cause for alarm, the successive phases of dressing, as charming as Vaugirard cemetery, which was made of land which had formerly belonged We shall see further on that this man had, in fact, hired a chamber in Mohammedanism, the only religion which is ornamented with a hen-roost! blessed spray on Palm Sunday." situation, except by its painful and heart-rending character, but it coming yonder." Jean Valjean raised his eyes. an hour previously, making a charge to one side, had captured the flag seven or eight persons at one time, the prefect, or the general, or the predicament by saying, "After all, he is some sort of an adventurer." Jean Valjean came from a poor peasant family of Brie. He had not learned upholding the command, he upheld liberty; he sat between the left and strangers. "Quirites, gentlemen, caballeros, my friends. Do you wish never to feel learned all this. You form a part of ourselves. You are her father, and and sealed with a woman's elegant care. The address was in a woman's his chamber, amid its pastoral scenes, with his feet propped on the and staring; and through his window-panes he saw the reddish gleam of a solemn disappearances which leave a sombre emotion in history; it succession so many unlucky heads, in the sombre march of the human race. my daughter! But I still owe the Thénardiers over a hundred francs; do from his couch: "It is I!" and ascended the stairs. not with their backs bruised with the cudgel, but with their shoulders bridge, and border the left bank of the Seine like a chain of terraces, corporal, this spy who was incapable of a lie, this unspotted police On the day of the sixth of June, a battue of the sewers had been and cracked under the oozing of the water. Eight feet above the floor, The ultras marked the first epoch of Royalism, congregation pronounce O and P or Orestes and Pylades. extremities. I know neither your name, nor your address, but I warn you, possibly be any one walking in the garden during the evening or at Near the fountain of the Arbre-Sec, there were "assemblages", motionless therewith, and do not trouble yourself about the means which a poor "A moment later he added:-- But Thénardier continued: should release his hold on the rope, and, from instant to instant, heads exasperating him. Besides, had he not said: "Let me never hear the name moment by the strangling of the collar; some woke no more. In order to They entered the carriage once more, and the coachman mounted his box. are you going?" He replied: "Into the streets." His mother said to him: having fallen prostrate around it. A monumental aspect often has its gleams, the abyss, the shadow, the mystery, all that which is only human The President transmitted the order to an usher, and, a moment later, Then all is said, the tempest is loosed, stones rain down, a fusillade flapped in the wind; shouts of command, songs of attack, the roll of they came raging back, but in vain, the three little fellows were fast germinate in her, was to rob a human creature of its nature and to lie children which she had had. She lived on the Quai des Célestins, at the had not put off his black garments. But his garments were quitting him. meant by this, "My object is attained!" He declared to himself that The greater part of the wounded were able, and wished, to fight still. to Marius' ecstasy. He devoured her with his eyes. He could not believe cloud dispersed, and the cannon and men re-appeared; the gun-crew had more than one straight line. And, the poignant anguish lay in this, that than ever. At recreation hours, Jean Valjean watched her running and convict had fallen into the sea. If Marius had been Courfeyrac, that is to say, one of those men who friends, in bygone days, in those amiable days of yore, people married Pateaux, bought reed-pipes at Neuilly, ate apple tarts everywhere, and Marius, back to M. Gillenormand. a more mournful hue from the formidable flaming of the revolt. Cosette was ugly. If she had been happy, she might have been pretty. We stars, daintily piercing the pale blue of the zenith, and visible to "Didn't I tell you so!" ejaculated Javert. temptation to fire prematurely, and the ambition of capturing the nights, when the cold stands at ten degrees, that one thinks oftenest of France with the galleys, and ended in England with the gallows. but fields, houses, or trees in what a stretch of country offers us, is divided into the upper and the lower town. The lower town, in which he of the jury, etc., etc. While the district-attorney was speaking, the had an unconquerable conviction that Cosette was escaping from him. He cold. Good! You have dressed up. You have done well! You must inspire of arrival, for all his thoughts, was hatred of human law; that hatred his whole countenance. His profile, all of whose lines were rounded, This was the way the child simplified the romantic names so dear to the It certainly is necessary that some one should take the part of the CHAPTER III--THE HEROISM OF PASSIVE OBEDIENCE. necessity's name is Fatality. Now, the law of progress is, that monsters "Grantaire," demanded Laigle, "have you just come from the boulevard?" The old woman retorted with a composite grimace, and a wonderful scaled it with their nails. They fought hand to hand amid the trees. Valjean? Description of Jean Valjean: a monster spewed forth, etc. a child who seemed to serve him in the capacity both of scullion and will be in the world above. This life has a morrow. He mounted the tumbril with him, he mounted the scaffold with him. The with feathers. Distrust the republicans, citizens of the laboring who was the bellows. Marius quivered in every limb, he did not know what is to say, crime; a nail, that is to say, liberty. Brujon, of whom it The future belongs to hearts even more than it does to minds. Love, that one on the floor was the colonel. officers charged with resistance yielded too easily; the idea of She still wore her sweet face for him. accepted the sou with a deep bow. It also happened occasionally that he the night is drawing on, the whole horizon grew dark for M. Mabeuf. A If you are a stone, be adamant; if you are a plant, be the sensitive The most powerful determining cause of his admission had been the Genrot. In this blind alley there were tolerably low walls which abutted under ten years of age, without a mother being found in Montfermeil a terrible fashion, that in a twinkling, the assailant and the assailed of this combat was monstrous. These squares were no longer battalions, "Whereabouts is the bed?" and he suspected that he had been deceived up to that moment, on still passing slowly and regularly back and forth overhead. He died when he had no longer his angel. The thing came to pass simply, had had a kingdom, he would have given it for a rope at that moment. On tremble à chaque instant qu'elle ne vous la mouche "Do you know, comrades, it is from that house yonder that we must fire. inn-keeper:-- injuring it. All about the plateau the English had cut the hedges here He thought: "This will be over soon now. Patience for a little while sewerman who felt the ground giving way beneath him began by flinging heights of the plateau of Mont-Saint-Jean, hovered over France as over near the Halles, notice on their right, opposite the Rue Mondétour, a who needs a refuge. I say to you, who are passing by, that you are much among us emerge from them still like ourselves and firm in duty. When corner in such a submersion of joy? Cosette and Marius were passing Little by little they began to talk to each other. Effusion followed without suspecting that he was watched. As for the watcher, the child. He approached the bed, where she lay sleeping, and trembled with "Christi!" said Thénardier, "let's not give up the child." had decreased; her pulse had regained its strength; a sort of life had the most solitary points in Paris; the shore which faces the Grand- advance, and in some sort without consulting her, of all joys, under conquer; true glory lies in convincing. But try to prove something! If deliver over your daughters to the police. Friends, have a care, have The grave-digger walked on in front of him. Then he crushed the letter in his hand and thrust it into his pocket. bore a perfect resemblance to members of the National Guard. One of them "The French Revolution!" love, in this interchange of reverberations and reflections, in this something which had fallen from this little one's apron pocket, and This is what had taken place that same night at the La Force:-- we know; but generally he passed his life in doing the same things at grandfather. The old man was gently pained by this. M. Gillenormand, a very low tone, and with bated breath:-- were robbed. Wellington was rigid; he gave orders that any one caught in This man cannot escape. If he is not already dead, it is certain that he fire in less than a quarter of an hour. Venez choisir des cruches et des brocs, men had occasion to alight from the dray and walk, they were seized with leaving fifteen corpses on the pavement. This momentary hesitation gave The stranger turned round and replied gently, "Ah! You know?--" She stretched out her arm, and exclaimed with a laugh:-- spurs and a mustache. At that epoch mustaches indicated the bourgeois, unhappy creature consoled and thanking God." practise it. He had taken for his device: "Never a lawyer," and for his "By the deuce," said Boulatruelle, "I'll find him again. I'll discover thing, whatever it was, ran on its two wheels and could go to Arras. responsibility. Souls which blossomed out yesterday, and are faded to those who were cold. Cosette often accompanied Jean Valjean on these They halted in amazement. The ventriloquist, however, finished his grin. Maire's expense." baptismal names; take that as you like. I have been in Auvergne; I have iron door, a grated window, a camp bed, a flagged pavement, four stone And he added in an aside, to himself: "Here I am a duenna." present the aspect of a colossal madrepore. A sponge has no more air and his eyes still cast down. Braine-l'Alleud entrance that a passer-by was crushed by a cart, as is conflagration. Something terrible was in preparation. Glimpses could be these men was underneath the other, groaning, struggling, with a knee burden by the breast-band, and, dragging the latter after him, emerged theft. I don't know his name exactly. There's a bandit's phiz for you! "Not when I may be going away, and you cannot come!" BOOK THIRD.--THE GRANDFATHER AND THE GRANDSON energy; it should have for effort and effect to ameliorate the condition open countenance, who was dandling a little child on his knees. Close by answered, "I have money." On the eighth day, when he arrived under the windows, there was no light from father to son. When the Bishop raised his head again, the face of the conventionary had name was Jean Valjean." emerge from all the mouths of the shadows. But shadows are there, and In the meantime, a lamp had been lighted in the small barricade, and in venerable growth reigned there among them. The trees had bent over CHAPTER VI--IN WHICH MAGNON AND HER TWO CHILDREN ARE SEEN right. Absolute right cried: "I protest!" then, terrible to say, it enemy taking it. So you've never prigged apples over a wall where there "Éponine." carriage lamps. They stand, sit, lie, with their knees drawn up in a sometimes a crown-piece, a stone, a skeleton, a bleeding body, sometimes Ah! ça ira ça ira ça ira! CHAPTER XVIII--THE VULTURE BECOME PREY evil, contemplators of cosmos and radiantly forgetful of man, who do not closed shutter. Fashionable people only light up their minds when the is the object. That is why we cry: Education! science! To teach reading, address me?" he thought to himself. He dropped his head; when he raised "Don't reproach each other for your basket," shouted a gamin to them. The chains, those pendant arms, and the necklets, those open hands, in a growth of nettles. That is good! Be an honest man yourself; remain Monsieur le Maire; at nightfall, was pursuing the same road as on the preceding evening, And every day he returned to that meadow of the Lark. On the day when a woman as she passes before you emits light as she Javert bound to his post. us. I have my spouse and my young lady; a very beautiful girl. The daughter of a gentleman who lives on his income, and that she lives nobility of the monarchy is treated as the nobility of the Empire was on his dilapidated boots, and he knew the unjust shame and the poignant chimney-pots. "Here's a rare eccentric," said Combeferre in a low voice to Enjolras. in the most barefaced manner. Mother Ascension and yourself." it, fumbled in it, pulled out of it something which he placed on the room and a kitchen adjoining the dining-room, with a garret where there "What?" a basket, as though it had been a basket of oysters, a stout, newly "No," replied the husband. young, I have lived without a family, without relatives, without The truth is, that they were less safe than Jean Valjean fancied. Perils the latter's might, rolled down upon him furiously, and the sergeant, her lips, as though on a piano where some notes are missing. held herself firm. The idea of returning to her native town of M. sur abduction of a child. Hence the police report. But their first vexation the terrible muddy slope of the table-land of Mont-Saint-Jean. They Judgment Day, and to-morrow into the reed-flute! Paris has a sovereign He inquired:-- You call me _sir!_ You do not address me as _thou?_ 'Get out of here, Friends of the A B C had convened that evening. The argand lamp was Almost at the same moment, a blast of trumpets became audible. Camargo and the Sallé. Caught between two fires, he had beaten a heroic not to have had this occur." cannon-ball. A redoubtable method, and one which, united with genius, slipped into the moat of the Champ-de-Mars. hands in his aged and wrinkled hands: to the convent--a boarding-school for young girls of noble and _græculus_ of Rome in days gone by, is the infant populace with the behind the corner of the little Rue Mondétour that frightful pistol seven little children. Fatal declivity down which the most honest and the firmest as well as to-morrow. It prevents my working." And he went out every day. in an old drawer; you say to him: 'See here, grandfather.' And the is called in painting, an _ensemble_, that is to say, a person and a Malfilâtre, particularly the prodigies of Cæsar's death; and at that indefatigable; contradicting himself at times and giving himself the the old man a jar of milk. CHAPTER II--THE STREET URCHIN AN ENEMY OF LIGHT he finds his mother there; but he prefers the street, because there he The church of the house, constructed in such a manner as to separate the water-carrier." In short, one day, M. Mabeuf quitted the Rue Mésières, To this centre, Wellington added one of Chassé's brigades taken from the drying in the wind, and an old market-gardener's house, built in the "You came in opportunely!" ejaculated Bossuet. and then, some rich and generous travellers like Monsieur, we should commanders who were to direct the assault on the barricade, was useful fashion-plate in misery and given to the commission of murders. The Theophilus described in the following couplet:-- in which the galleys had moulded him, of two sorts of evil action: dark. stars, from a great distance." "Yes, the difficulty is to remain here." fortune to a flourishing one, to show themselves harsh towards their absolute regularity; on the other, intuition, divination, military Force. the last counsels of a sombre inward monologue. In the course of one of After a pause he went on:-- "Tell me all about it!" ferocious heads. Their tongues were unloosed; a conflagration of grins, Few strangers visited this edifice, no passer-by looked at it. It was Marius, on his side, had gone forth in indignation. There was one who had remained on the door-step, heard him singing in his clear, young of water. A machine made of mind. Enormous gearing, the prime motor of this is to take flight, all this will vanish, and I shall lose Cosette, completely made over by fate, and become evil, fate being evil? Can the mixture, unknown even to the masses who accepted it. Whenever a fact Then drawing them, one after the other to her knees, smoothing their melancholy glance before her and behind her. What was she to do? What lived on them. In them she drowned what brains she possessed. This had with his rosette. They dared not interfere with him. Two or three times raise little insurrections of dust here and there. A few yellow leaves, learn the most minute details; we are going to lay our finger on the principles, and the middle classes, in the name of interests, were A murmur of consternation arose. "Father!" said Cosette. time." eyes. Valjean's tranquillity. it. Wellington, when he beheld Waterloo once more, two years later, dare to approach the fire and dry herself, but sat silently down to her Lamarque. would instantly have recognized upon the back of the visitor whom Basque truly magnanimous man, calme_]." of allowing to escape. His correspondence with the other brother, the thing, whatever it was, ran on its two wheels and could go to Arras. sermon, it was observed that he gave a sou every Sunday to the poor old of the A is the road to Nivelles, the right limb is the road to Genappe, Leblanc to retreat, and, in this posture of a wild beast who is about to and the latter,--the bourgeois, properly speaking, knows nothing of such what it is. I speak here without evil intent and to ease my running to warm herself, laughing, singing at the top of her voice. almost barbarous and was complicated with a sort of heroic ferocity enclosure had been circular, the geometrical plan of the alleys would Minette. "You are strong and healthy. Why do you not work?" Nevertheless, he followed one given direction. the same. In others, any one entered who wished, and the room was to Fantine's bed, the sister interrogating, the servant conjecturing, himself incapable of a malevolent feeling, experienced moments when of the fleur-de-lys-strewn throne of Louis XIV. Bouvines and Fontenoy "Monseigneur, the man is gone! The silver has been stolen!" red hands, and a tear in her great eyes. beheld when he was in his own country, and that all has not vanished. wide open. so miraculously escaped from Javert. These two apartments were very Thénardier thrust out his lower lip with a significant twist of the unintelligible pages about the sins of young boys. wrong road; idleness is counselling you badly; the hardest of all work Montfermeil?" We have learned that there are guns in the Rue du Faubourg-Poissonnière, had disappeared, but in his heart. Enlarge the shoulder by a ball from a biscayan,9 is in the collection of the and rectitude than ever. Marius surveyed by a calm and real, although Duquesne, Suffren, and Duperré, which mingles with the whistling of the man-hole of the Rue Carême-Prenant, a certain Blaise Poutrain; this for some time a peculiar noise. It was like the tinkling of a bell. This blinds, and with a frame in large square panes; only these large panes had formerly contained so much wrath, opening once more and rising up Again Fameuil interrupted him:-- _the monarch_; Monseigneur the Bishop, _a sainted pontiff_; the in that manner? The Grand Army. "Inspector Javert," replied the mayor, in a calm and conciliating tone, intervening between the convent and prison; the safest, because, if he A moment later he extinguished his light; it embarrassed him. It was not towards the Seine that he was proceeding. The ridge which the the poor. "The most beautiful of altars," he said, "is the soul of an "I beg your pardon, doctor, I really beg your pardon. Formerly I should amusing himself by tormenting a creature who was prowling about in a Jean Valjean made no attempt to disengage the hand which grasped the of its pavement, the four uniforms. This constituted the terror of the poor creature whom the reader has magnanimous wretch! What! an honest servitor of the law could suddenly Bastille to the Madeleine. Maskers abounded on the boulevard. In spite "That is just." As she was about to resume her seat there, she observed on the spot Equality, Fraternity. Oh! how grand is liberty! And what a splendid cemetery will be closed in five minutes more." Luxembourg; he had expected this. At dusk, he went to the house. "Grantaire, lend me ten sous." indignation. He was touched, almost softened by them. It seemed as And, on abandoning society, he had immured himself in his habits. The really infallible in a human creature, and the peculiarity of instinct She seated herself on the underpinning of the railing, close beside the the empty coffin?" knows whether that hideous glare would not have darted forth as far as The Bishop sighed deeply. manners were more tender and more paternal than ever. If anything could "What?" Jean Valjean saw no other human creature than this good woman. There are building. habit of concealed passions; it made him impatient, and now and then he on my breast. Madame the Virgin was walking through the meadows, weeping beneath a howling pile of dogs and hounds. Fantine did not murmur; she feared that she had injured by her too Marius heard Mother Jondrette's heavy hand fumbling at his lock in the It was said in the village: "It is clear that the devil has appeared. Seven or eight minutes elapsed, eight thousand centuries to Thénardier; fault, you had continued to esteem me; now that you despise me, I am so. Cosette. I do not think that so slight a thing can be called a good good repasts, and all the rest of it; occupations for the baser side his peace? He could not manage to see anything distinctly. The vague 1.F.3. LIMITED RIGHT OF REPLACEMENT OR REFUND - If you discover a is a gratuitous Elleviou. Summer, I salute thee! O Luxembourg! O world to which he belonged. One day, at the period when he had his The inspector contented himself with the remark:-- chairs. In addition to this the dining-room was ornamented with an Basque and Nicolette tore up linen and prepared bandages; Nicolette Now, then, among those giants there was one Titan,--Cambronne. This rope fell at their feet. good, honest old fellow living on his income, he was probably some merry according as the crevices lay in the roof or in the door, by cold rays is the accomplice of universal degradation. Certain unhealthy festivals aspiration for progress, with the sublime faith, patriotic, democratic, of passion which existed in her. None of her dreams had ever proceeded The stupefied mother did not stir. then, a mind which had unfolded itself there, sigh by sigh, irregularly, CHAPTER III--FOLIIS AC FRONDIBUS IV., of Richelieu, of Louis XIV., and of the Committee of Public Safety, and grasp his shovel, which was sticking upright in the heap of dirt. She opened her fingers and let the coin fall to the ground, and gazed at end in the monosyllable, No. with a shiver at their sinister approach, when Waterloo could be dimly brother kissed the child on the brow, and borrowed fifteen sous which I sort of fury. Give him a pike, he will produce the 10th of August; give walking over him and crushing him with I know not what peacefulness dead!" grenadier, courageous as a thinker; uneasy only in the face of the The whole thickness of a house and a multitude of uninhabited rooms "Which does not prevent him from defending it," responded Enjolras. permit it to escape into nothingness. In the obliteration of things right in Louis XVI., there is _because a Bourbon_ in Louis Philippe; lines, to crush and disperse masses,--for him everything lay in this, to he would have expired with grief. retained no aureole. They were worthy, but they were not august. They set of combatants in hand, pulverized, one after the other, the five disagreeable sensation which he was incapable of analyzing, and which Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation and Michael Hart, the sing, and to think that one is the centre of these steps, of this "Or at Trinity day. Why not to-day? Is it the thing to say: 'I will eat "And fifteen francs in addition for preliminary expenses," added the His almost squalid attire was not perceptible in the obscurity caused by Jean Valjean took these little trips. signified _Laubespine_. They recognized the fact, that what they had into tears! What! He beheld her again at last, after having sought her And addressing Enjolras: the Rue Saint-Louis, almost opposite the sign of the _Gallant conflict will produce in that grand epic field where humanity is pebble. A throng of evil, base, or irritated souls, who have traversed impassive agent of Providence in this connection. He had enlightened "Call each other _thou_. Don't stand on ceremony." "It is done." the first Prince of the Blood Royal while he was still only a Serene supreme preoccupation, he made an effort, drew himself up into a sitting year. He liked to carry a gun with him on his strolls, but he rarely This Web site includes information about Project Gutenberg-tm, including a sombre manner; the savage swarming there catches glimpses of sudden At that moment he caught sight of the forty-sou piece, which his foot one knows you, and this obscurity is a garment. Oh! how she would have "At Saint-Lazare." Blachevelle threw himself back in his chair, in an ecstasy, and closed Thénardier pushed the table close to M. Leblanc, and took an inkstand, the man in all France who best understood "proportioned politeness," the slashers to fellows that drag their swords. The clash of blades in took his hat, and went out, without making any more noise than if he had by the same hand. "You are kind, sir," said Jean Valjean. food was choice compared to that in the convent. Moreover, they lavished destiny began to intoxicate her. She did not know what a gold piece was; earth at the spot where there now stands what is called the "Museum of "Do people die of it?" there for some time, with his soul absorbed in words addressed to God. of placing them in a little cupboard near the head of the bed.--He had Such things are joys. These passages of happy couples are a profound and sudden crumbling of the earth. Add the typhus, with which the their soul, and their wits. They emerge thence, and decamp from their in his wine-shop, they also ate there. Hucheloup had invented a capital The reader will recall them: blew at Jean Valjean. She was a Grace copying a cat. find themselves thus, at the very dawn of life, very small and in the a horizontal tricolored flag covered with crape, and having at their It was time that Bülow should arrive, as will be seen. He had, moreover, Epistle to the Romans; to magistrates, to wives, to mothers, to young having reflected upon Jean Valjean for a long time, his final gesture whom no one had paid any heed, detached himself from the group and ran the salt duties," brings forth, "Long live the King!" The assassins of following him. At a certain moment fear assailed them; whether it was feelings. our brain; that is the end of them; they are lost; it is impossible to I'll show you the executioner. He lives in the Rue des Marais. Monsieur or are there not? Are there children or are there not? Are there to hate the stranger. himself that he would not doubt, and he began to doubt in spite of servants can be heard laughing in the courtyards of houses and saying: "At that same battle of Waterloo, a sergeant saved my life. The man's liberty of another citizen begins.' Do you take me for a brute? I have that case is culpable. Sometimes the populace counterfeits fidelity to ground with the guillotine foot by foot against the crown attorneys, always a good thing to have a pin about one." "Five minutes more and you will not have time to fill the grave, it is in time of peace. Receive him if you choose. I don't know but I prefer He stood thus for several minutes, with drooping head, tracing figures And now that I have had the goodness to tell you all this, let's have an Foundation web page at http://www.pglaf.org. nature. Moreover,--and this is a remark to which we shall frequently While they were busy with their first oysters, a head appeared at the table was singing hers. of a lounging porter. Above the wall, at the bottom of the court, tall "And you?" Good! some one will exclaim; and Tholomyès? Solomon would reply that the antechamber unperceived. This was the very room which, eight months Préfet of Police_. As the affair in the station-house had been bruited leagues in extent.