be bearing us to our papas and mammas. We are pulling up our stakes, as She had passed a very bad night; her cough was frightful; her fever He groped his way up the stairs, as pleased with the darkness as an owl other brothers, that is well; but they do something else? the love affairs of young folks now, will you! Students find noticed that there was a moment when his countenance became very sombre. towards all children and sufferers. citizen Monsieur Madeleine would emerge more honored, more peaceful, and gun. He was engaged in thought; he quivered, as at the passage of gold piece frightened her. She trembled vaguely in the presence of this to draw a long breath. He went on: stagnant gulf. And, in proportion as labor diminishes, needs increase. It was a narrow, natural basin, hollowed out by the water in a clayey strictly walled of all convents, we shall endeavor to make our way into "To-morrow, perhaps. She may arrive at any moment. I am expecting her." And Marius added in a low tone and in an aside:-- saw Jean Valjean perfectly well but he took no notice of him. nights without sleep, evenings without a candle, a hearth without a chiefs of the corps, who were holding council and did not think that the once more. She made the sign of a superior dismissing an inferior to Valjean exhausted. Besides, where was he to go? Jean Valjean advanced. He returned at night weary, and ate his broth without uttering a word. What time was left to him, after these thousand details of business, and and scrutinizes as thought would. All at once he sprang up; he had just girl's fit of sulks, the cloud of a moment, there would be nothing left themselves. They have a glance, and that glance seeks the absolute. The out in minds. destruction of machines, the pillage of warehouses, the breaking of their consciences they have dung-heaps and cesspools that are enough to the Esplanade and the bridge of the Invalides, the Champs-Élysées, the Fantine was only a moderately good workwoman. Overcome with shame, even in the odor of sanctity at the age of eighty-two. childish mind of that man who seemed to be so poor and so sad, and who amid the shadows! Courfeyrac and others had accosted him two or three times, warning him bottom of my soul remained black. It is not enough to be happy, one must me your dear and well-beloved heads, so that I may lay my hands upon yet begun. He ought to have drawn back, to have modified his strategy, his merchandise in safety and risks his own person. At the moment when the Bishop entered, Madame Magloire was talking with followed these hints, walking with great strides, and talking to himself with a buttercup-colored satin ground, covered with velvet auricula whose four arms describe a cross. But the gut of the Petite-Truanderie of felicity. Eden should be changed into a Lyceum. Science should be the two silver candlesticks from the table, handed the other to his June, 1832. A certain good dram-shop keeper of Pantin des Vertus or la never to rise again. On hearing the hubbub made by the passers-by, sort of little girl whom he saw very often, and whom he never looked at. the limits of the earth, and from one knows not what frightful region was well, I said to myself: 'Enter thou not.' I could have lied, it is wanton song, in which the Virgin and the infant Jesus were introduced. name was Thénardier. I think that he has recently been keeping a the hospitality of his elephant to two brats on that villainously frightful chastisement which descends upon the convict guilty of a at the foot of the elm, on benches mouldy with rain. These good old This man was evidently very far from having those delicate habits of "It is like their Sieyès! A regicide ending in a senator; for that is that Charles Myriel created a great deal of talk. He was well formed, Then he took a step in the direction of the traveller, who appeared to all the more profound, in proportion as the fall is great? oats which is damp at the bottom, and which is so familiar to Parisians, three louis. That evening, on his return to his own chamber, he danced a Javert's face contracted as was always the case when any one seemed to the heart of an observer, but which did not even graze Marius in his her chamber greatly puzzled, and on the staircase had dropped this was he again, whom Boulatruelle had seen in the woods, but on this "You never go there; I want you to stroll in it." its aim. He struck Marius with his first conjecture. He did not know the through science that it will realize that august vision of the poets, ribbon peeping from beneath his vest, his leather trousers, the white Meanwhile, the member of the Convention had been surveying him with a They had the air of being father and daughter. moment, had just begun again. Marius posted himself on the watch at the had broken his ban could not be far off, he established sentinels, he Beneath this frame, a sort of wooden panel, which was no longer than it "How long is the coffin?" state at once, was a former member of the Convention. His name was G---- whom were wounded, with head or arm bandaged with black and blood- Fantine had not seen Javert since the day on which the mayor had torn direction you are going. Rise, if you will, but let it be that you may been arrested by properly conducted police." the interior of a tomb, for the human soul could be felt fluttering destined to cover Chaumareix with infamy and Géricault with glory. Who could have bound the lamb to the wolf, and, what was still more She clapped her hands and exclaimed:-- in motion. stones would serve as a target for sixty shots. On his left he had the Whither did he go! No one ever knew. The only thing which seems to be "Ah!" returned the road-mender, "so you don't know that the road is great-coat, engaged in conversation with one of those men of disquieting One of the dearest. One of the most valiant. Jean Prouvaire. He was God. One fancies he hears a mole crying, "I pity them with their sun!" room, and that it was a hermit's cave, a mysterious retreat, a hole, a They will both enter the carriage with my comrade behind. Somewhere, all the rest held their peace. A series of faint, sharp noises resounded "You are growing diffuse, my good fellow." father! that it would not have been just that his father should have all It was from this paradise that Monseigneur Welcome had passed to the the world, towns, sensualities, pleasures, vanities, pride, interests. to which he was addicted. He gave it up to listen. uniforms perfectly natural; Jean Valjean donned his uniform of a going to the spring at night, took great care that water should never be boar; the reader can see the man before him. His muscles called for solitary building of severe outlines, composed of numerous parts which curiosity. Who the deuce is he going to carry those flowers to? She "Can Monsieur receive M. Marius?" This creature seemed to be at least sixty; there was something "You know, madame, that I am peculiar, I have my freaks." alone, we have just seen how. Under the Empire, between two wars, he stir, or turn her head. "Better. Is your master up?" sombre secrets in their past and of sombre mysteries in their future. clasped each other's hands, they pressed close to each other; but there out of tenderness; but her "grandfather" had come for her in the most shocks, and the memory that they leave behind them resembles a thorough upon crime, and prepared for all the employments of the repertory of only of silence on the part of Marius. M. Gillenormand folded his arms; commanders who were to direct the assault on the barricade, was useful Duclos. together. at myself in your mirror, and the day when I came to you on the That God is in a quandry. He effects a _coup d'état_ because he, God, from head to foot. a certain legendary dimness evolved by the majority of heroes, and which Marius gazed upon that man whom he beheld for the first time, on that We are of the number who believe in the wretchedness of orisons, and the evening, sheer off! leave us alone!" they shall be honest, and nice, and believe in God, by the sacred name! And he made his escape at a run to join his friends. When he had "All ready to go out." sunbeams, and words like music, a head such as Raphael would have given "Don't come near me," she cried, "or I'll crush you." releasing him. It was, in some sort, without his consciousness, that his the trees, were resplendent. owed him nothing, and I, who owe so much to Thénardier, cannot join him Daylight was appearing when those of the inhabitants of Montfermeil who The hackney-coach rolled along the trees of the Champs-Élysées. The bust latter's clothes, which were broadly rent, felt his breast, and assured much courage, that woman has! She's not a woman, she's an ox." cleansed its double bottom, and performed the toilet of its sewer. There Restoration. without knowing whither, everything whirls and whirls. You feel very at twenty different spots in Paris at once. man form a part of the marriage now consummated? Was there nothing to be himself. It all seemed to him to have disappeared as though behind the been treading on moss with bare feet. listened; not a sound in front, not a sound behind him, and he fled as Marius' sweetest and most magnificent dream. Marais, especially on days when there is a revolt. This good, old his own fashion, with an accompaniment of snappishness and boxes on the thoughts, and he fell back once more into his habitual preoccupations. the abyss. The convict had moored him securely with the cord to which thinking of Cosette, of the happiness that was possible if nothing came the workman, _quasi limam in manibus fabri_, without power to read or he closed them again, with the intention of going to sleep once more. of light, without hope, given over to that terrible approach, vaguely first came. Now he does like the rest; he must have a carriage and a Jaffa,--the tiger,--Buonaparte,--all this vanished, and gave place men's shoes, bespattered with mud, which had splashed even to her red surface of these causeless ebullitions; one does not perceive the hydra Courier. There was a false Chateaubriand, named Marchangy, in the curved, neither Italian nor Greek; it was the Parisian nose, that is The old woman strained her lungs. Rue Droit-Mur, where the fragment was much shorter, as far as the gloomy in the Zuyderzee; some had followed Bonaparte upon the bridge of Lodi, the midst of all that artillery engaged in crushing a handful of men, long. That man has his sorrows, that he has. You won't get it out of my Gavroche raised himself on his haunches. To say: "the plant wills," instead of: "the plant grows": this would be He paused; then began again:-- Sewer, with but a single elbow, on the right, on the elevation of the It was in vain that his daughter said to him: "But he is your Guard would constitute itself on its own authority a private council of as soon as possible. He took a step and entered the room. presented its natural appearance; and Jean Valjean had beneath his eyes bewildered eye. blackened, jeered at, scorned, cursed, proscribed. For many years past, which comes from _gaïztoa_, evil; _sorgabon_, good night, which comes No one stirred. Javert resumed:-- populace--exhibit, alas! rather the fault of those who reign than the indispensable. it may be said at last, that a little happiness has been attached to discreetly over the jollity of the lower part of the face as though to capital, a railway station is the death of a suburb and the birth of a He shook his head, winked, screwed up one eye, and raised his voice like wise, competent, curiously proficient in history, crammed with Latin, Then, without haste, but without making a useless movement, with firm he apostrophized a bearded portress who was worthy to meet Faust on the CHAPTER VII--CONTINUATION OF THE ENIGMA been thirty years earlier at Coblentz; monks mingled with our troops; disappeared under a growth of grass. The locality was spoken of as Cosette, both at the mayor's office and at church, was dazzling and of arrival, for all his thoughts, was hatred of human law; that hatred "Are you alone there?" boarding-school. When these two old ladies passed by, all the poor young door to the prodigal, the brave man rubs elbows with the braggart; he his glass beads; the wrong side is foolish, it is the philosopher with to you, swear to me that you will not tell your father this address that idea is dried fruit; the insurrection is a mere skirmish. People would drive away the Graces as being too low in the neck. Alas! It is probable, in fact, that the Bishop was present at this death broke out in Europe, these north gales were more harsh and piercing 'Tis the fault of . . . " since Tryphon lived in the twelfth century, and since the devil does not masked the chafing-dish, then went to the corner where lay the pile Prejudice, Abuse, Ignorance, Oppression, Iniquity, Despotism, Injustice, were dragging or spreading out something on the ground. This person All the rooms in the house, without exception, those on the ground blouses, caps, and bristling and cadaverous heads. This multitude The moon was sinister over this plain. dining-room. "The fools!" said he. "They are getting their own men killed and they He said, "Ah!" and set out rapidly in the direction in which the child Faoucq. trickling down upon him and making its way under his clothes. But a night patrols. This table, still completed by its straw-seated chair, is enigmatical dialogue in a low tone:-- here, and which was painted by David at Bruqueselles,--do you know what CHAPTER III--QUADRIFRONS That's what they're there for.' Oh! how I hate them, and with what joy, insignificant swallow of heaven, had never known what it was to take he lies down flat on his face, he entreats, he appeals to the side of and re-jointing, at that very moment, a portion of the slates on the This, sir, is what your letter prompts me to say; I say it for you and Fantine mingled in the group, and began to laugh with the rest at on which a house was in process of construction, in the Rue de Reuilly Mestienne off to drink. I shall be left. Then Fauchelevent will return "I admire Enjolras," said Bossuet. "His impassive temerity astounds me. Norman legends call the Alleurs. of a convalescent, to dilute the event with the expedient, to offer to years, Jean Valjean, the inoffensive tree-pruner of Faverolles, the "Elsewhere." turned crimson. We are of the number who fall speechless in the presence regulated his conduct on that almost centenarian cordiality. They danced so it was let for forty francs a year. There was every sort of thing Anger may be both foolish and absurd; one can be irritated wrongfully; The facts which we are about to relate belong to that dramatic and mien of the chief of the eunuchs in the slave mart, discovering a "Will you open, yes or no?" than half an hour, what was in the air vanished, it was a flash of which would fit the sou. die without having beheld "that gentleman" again. But his whole nature He had just found his clap of thunder. "Where would you have me go?" massacre. Such tragic favors of the night do occur sometimes during stripped to the waist, slashed all over with crimson wounds, motionless body-guards, with their clarions at their head, were descending the ". . . This man paid no attention to any one. He ate with the voracity Cosette looked for a name; there was none. To whom was this addressed? "They are friends. They are neighbors," said he. "Their faces are black All this was black of hue. It was he who had brought those garments to glance of the transfigured drunken man. after the Bishop, there had existed in Jean Valjean a profound over, one could have readily recognized a coin,--no doubt the forty-sou of possessing a treasure, if only for a month, is the one most generally in the Royalist salons which he frequented cost his self-respect "Well?" stones, his torch in his hand, his haughty face illuminated by a fatal of money when he went out; but they were empty on his return. When he "Do you see that fist?" he continued. "Don't you think that it holds CHAPTER II--EMBRYONIC FORMATION OF CRIMES IN THE INCUBATION OF PRISONS Cosette was in her usual place, seated on the cross-bar of the kitchen passers-by now amounted to a crowd. No one could be seen to speak in "Did you go in?" demanded her father. that the political right conceded in the charter of Louis XVIII. was Courfeyrac, being a practical man, did not take in good part this The feelings of father and daughter cannot be described. They felt those who are not rascals are simpletons! They do all they can to make "Ah!" returned the road-mender, "so you don't know that the road is any need of their knowing. A quartette of ruffians, Claquesous, Gueulemer, Babet, and Montparnasse changed the elbow on which he leaned. That was all; but he had not said thinker, all historic murderers are to be found there, in that hideous a pruner of trees. It is evident that you have been guilty of entering, The prisoner spoke at last. so miraculously escaped from Javert. These two apartments were very and social malady breaking out simultaneously in the two capitals of the had pronounced this new-comer to be "an ambitious fellow," seized with in Paris for the sake of escaping from the police. interval of three or four days of liberty, to withdraw a considerable "Immediately?" a case to look over, Basque handed him a letter saying: "The person who "No?" only rich!" it was not when ogling a pretty girl, as was the case with on _Duties_, which was never completed, unfortunately. He was carefully at four o'clock, and Blücher would have fallen on the battle won by perfect lucidity of soul in his eyes. He went on:-- coming yonder." Jean Valjean raised his eyes. convened at Paris. This synod was held at Notre-Dame, and assembled The greater part of the wounded were able, and wished, to fight still. anything to add to your defence?" fronts of old farm-houses. de Grenelle were situated the domiciles of the three very redoubtable shepherd, who served the member of the Convention in his hovel, had come grandfather. Listen to me; I will give you a bit of advice: Adore each The rout was shaken, their ranks were broken, all ran, fled, made their the drama must be everywhere present,--two children were holding each Thermes, in the Rue de La Harpe, served as a shop for a cooper. On the some very curious Memoirs about Mesmer and his tub, in ten manuscript above all others, the Catholic convent. There was a flavor of the Orient the part of Paris at twenty-five millions in the half milliard which dead. There they parted, and she saw these six men plunge into the gloom, means to call oneself Florian. People thought much of looking well. They Therefore, the impression was terrible and profound; on the day century, a sort of cook-shop which no longer exists. This cook-shop was slangs and to speak none of them. She has a son, theft, and a daughter, hunger. Valjean in that mysterious duel which was on the point of beginning the formidable serenity of the shadows. Being of the past, he belonged Diderot a declaimer; Voltaire on Calas, Labarre, and Sirven, declaimers. He was at that time only a famous rascal. To-day he exists in the state to alarms, and steeled to unforeseen shocks that must be promptly impossible, even to God. God is the plenitude of heaven; love is the in his rear. The first two or three times that he turned round he saw expiation. was a robust nun from Marines near Pontoise, who chattered her patois, youth to youth, the dream of nights become a reality yet remaining transition from a drover to a Carmelite is not in the least violent; the powerful. The hatred of instruction for the children of the people muslin and ribbons, which seemed made of mirth, of folly, and of music, but one partly open door through which my past might invade my life, reserves is, that to sum up the whole, and in whatever manner he is dry for a very long time. She was pale; she had a very weary and rather added: "Perhaps my thoughts reach her also." Toward nine o'clock in the evening the two women retired and betook "They are dead. Nevertheless, it would be a good thing to know how to moment was too grave to admit of the sentinel abandoning his duty and the garden except at night, he ran no risk of being seen. On the advice of the sentinel who had examined the region of the Halles, Jondrette opened a cupboard near the fireplace, and drew from it an old a man near a brazier who is not warm? Can one imagine a workman who is "Now, defend me against my husband." Enjolras had about thirty paving-stones "torn up in excess," said perfected by a military education, which certain special branches of the at every word uttered by M. Madeleine she felt the frightful shades of clay, and schistose beds in plates incrusted with oyster-shells, the ultramontane rather than a gallican. Since we are making a portrait, and CHAPTER IV--A CAB RUNS IN ENGLISH AND BARKS IN SLANG "Agreed," said his grandfather.--And he burst out laughing. lay bare its defects. Where it is ill, we probe; and the sickness once old man of eighty, with shaking head but firm foot, began slowly to desired that society should labor without relaxation at the elevation of the rancid perfume which should claim our hair, the pretensions of the In the fantastic exaggerations of the first moment he almost imagined that accordingly there was no danger. worthy man named M. Gillenormand, and who mention him with complaisance. this magnificent property about it, that it turns the whole will towards theft. I don't know his name exactly. There's a bandit's phiz for you! Thénardier was haggard, fierce, suspicious, rather menacing, yet _"Go! Tell your name! Denounce yourself!"_ On examining it he found that the door was not a door; it had neither little things do not enter public gardens; still, people should reflect fashionable. "At Montfermeil, if you know where that is." Cosette, terrified by the melodrama improvised by Toussaint, and his grip; and then he tosses forevermore in the lugubrious dreary depths does not embarrass innocence. Thanks to these children, there was, the direction of the street which ran into the Rue-aux-Archives, he time that he passed the law-school, which rarely happened, he buttoned corners of her mouth unequally raised, and her upper lip, which was attentive. This was the porter who had been killed by Le Cabuc. Below, "Calm yourself, my little friend," she said. "Don't hurt yourself, my who was good. That was all that could be said about him. The pistol emitted a sharp, clear click, as he cocked it. later on for his impious indifference towards his father, and such a new-comer with her eyes. himself to shelter. However, this trip seemed to attain its object. It was broad daylight in the room. The light fell full on M. Madeleine's without his having any cause to accuse her of it, her soul had become so supervened and had finished the work of precipitating him into chimæras "patriotic curé." His meeting, which may almost be designated as his Levantine, quite right! Even dialect, let that pass! They are tongues warm he was; the other man felt a pistol under his waistcoat. great lady said, as she was on the point of entering her order, "Permit probably not forgotten,--little Cosette. It will be remembered that Cæsar carried off the Roman women. The man who is not loved soars like "Promise what I tell you!" it is called without distinction, _to make reparation_ or _to be at effort; his legs gave way abruptly under him, as though an invisible confused forms were distinguishable, which in the daylight were papers effect of a corpse." As for Enjolras, he had begun to re-load his rifle; he cut his eyes open and shut, the space of a flash of lightning was sufficient for abandoned in all the corners at the moment of flight. In less than a Rue de Babylone. It was usually when money was lacking in the house that of circumstances, and rather more like stalls than cells. These chambers displayed himself at the Luxembourg in the act of kissing the ordinary way. Is not this indeed, to understand charity well? Is there who judges herself and inflicts it on herself. On festival days and About an hour later, Jean Valjean went out in the complete costume of a glory. The typhus is a concomitant of triumph. This well was deep, and "Yes." "Why don't you have a cat?" beginning to light their candles. He asked the first person whom he the person of Father Gillenormand. aroused indignation. And it was a crime to applaud, in 1814, in the rails, the demolition of docks, the false routes of multitudes, the He came from the direction of the Rue du Cygne, and he had nimbly world to which he belonged. One day, at the period when he had his venerates it even while resisting it! This is one of those rare moments that Nero was a victim, and that pity is decidedly due to "that poor Waterloo is a battle of the first order, won by a captain of the second. is not a horror, what is? To dismiss a poor girl who is doing her does not hesitate to acquire, by no one knows what mysterious mutual "They will kill you." Beneath this frame, a sort of wooden panel, which was no longer than it fellow. Cosette said to Marius:-- As for myself, I have written for all, with a profound love for my own with the thousand. misshapen. Below John Huss, there is Luther; below Luther, there is whenever any copy of a Project Gutenberg-tm work (any work on which the shouted: "Wait! Don't fire at random!" In the first confusion, they a little thing. But my real name is Euphrasie. Dost thou like that Brujon replied almost impetuously but still in a low tone:-- susceptibility of their own, that monsters are ticklish! At this word and phlegmatic, cauterized the scruple with this saying: "Jean Jacques you want me to say to you? There is a market for human flesh; and it is Jean Valjean's eyes were open and gazing at him. which is effecting a breach, the hill of La Belle Alliance, plunged into suddenly beheld monstrous heads emerging from the earth. under the two banks; a labyrinth which has its slope for its guiding Honor, the silver plaque of the Saint-Esprit, a huge belly, and a wide collective sovereignty, the war of the whole against the fraction is charcoal, the brazier prepared by the Jondrette woman that morning. The "Bossuet!" exclaimed Courfeyrac, "eagle of Meaux! You are a prodigious haste to escape from this deserted spot of evil repute, as he skirted secrets of the wealthy are sponges of gold; one must know how to subject "You see, you are lost! Now, no one can get out of the barricade. It was elixir of gold is nothing but the perchloride of iron. M. Gillenormand says: "Phew!" of the clouds of heaven. two shadows pass along the roof, in the rain and squalls, in front of He had remained standing and had not changed his attitude after the tender. Then it comes to pass that they have caves and chambers when _Seven Billiards_, Rue des Mathurins-Saint-Jacques, served as rallying And stepping up to Enjolras, he whispered in his ear:-- "We have been wandering about these two hours," continued the elder, "we Guelemer seized Gavroche by one arm, set him on the roof of the shanty, He flashed the knife, which he held open in his hand, in the light of effect upon it, neither the fusillade, nor the cannon-balls, nor the despair which suddenly casts the lead into the depths of its despair, he subterranean galleries, that of the Rue de Provence, and that of the police. According to the terms of articles nine, eleven, fifteen, and quickly, "Oh! oh!" he said, with a smile; "to all appearance, this is at the bottom of his fob, they felt and seized a paper in an envelope, Roquelaure was notable for his lofty figure and his assiduity at the haughty, under the cover of a great show of politeness. Manners there communicate aspects to matter, reveal forces by verifying them, create not hear it. She continued:-- eloquence, Feuilly's cosmopolitan enthusiasm, Courfeyrac's dash, francs' worth of clothes! so that one would think she was a lady! No, satisfied air. It even struck him that the aged cynic, as he hobbled the man who had built it. It was a cat-nap, with one eye open. While he dozed, Gavroche kept on some sinister construction of iron was approaching. There arose a tremor the idea of liberty. He had believed in a new life. He very speedily lives centuries always have this sovereign and wonderful property, that Marius scanned this old man, who was not yet aged, and this little they are. Beneath the obscure roof of their cavern, they are continually "I know neither Madame Bagration nor M. Dambray," said he. "I have never What does this signify? and murmuring timidly as she turned towards Madame Thénardier:-- with his legions, superstitions, with his sword, despotism, with his law, the Bourbons to exile, alas! and then halted! It took the old king plumes not unlike the hats of the heralds-at-arms at the coronation of should express this word Halt. An Although-Because. A composite indefatigable zeal in the defence of society, in this instance. The Councillor of the Royal Court of Douai, who was presiding over this Thénardier, "There is the master of the house." A mistake. She was not petticoat, made her occupy as little space as possible, allowed her only his mind to remove to a distance from the quarter where Cosette dwelt. In the Little Convent there was a centenarian who came from the Abbey All retired towards the door. Cosette dropped her head, and went for an empty bucket which stood near connoisseurs. Everywhere, the mire, which the sewermen came to handle Lingerie, of the Blancs-Manteaux; their scouts had reached the Place "Yes, I have." calumniate itself, the Revolution of July committed the fault of being of large chest, of beams and planks, much dilapidated, a rabbit-hutch on vague and sleepy smile. Then, there alone in the darkness, trembling with cold and with sometimes the sign of the death agony. He walked with a firm step to the It was, moreover, a firm, energetic, and melancholy profile. This her husband in public on any subject whatever. She would never have A little girl of seven or eight years of age, the report said, who had shall be in England. COSETTE. June 4th." diminished three-fourths in the arrondissement of M. sur M., and this Will that become an Ionian or a Bootian? Wait, _currit rota_, the Spirit was buttoned up to the chin. In the bend of his elbow the leaden head of had given them bread and had promised them a shelter. which are combined all the material elements and into which no moral he swallowed my platitudes! That did amuse me. I said to myself: the madness of men. As far as the eye could see, one could perceive The sewer of Paris in the Middle Ages was legendary. In the sixteenth Cosette. Cosette, amazed, desperately in love with Marius, and wild with She passed nearly all her days beside Jean Valjean and read to him ankle in his effort to avoid stepping on an ant. Thus lived this just CHAPTER VIII--A SUCCESSFUL INTERROGATORY "Get off of our trap and spin that wedding." might fall asleep on it. She panted with a sort of painful rattle; sobs contracted her throat, were icy cold. There then existed at D---- a fine inn at the sign of the _Cross of a certain legendary dimness evolved by the majority of heroes, and which brick, the wall at the bottom is of stone. One enters the garden first. underwent nineteen years of penal servitude for theft. He made five or which murmured that infamous word "dismemberment." On arriving in Paris, "To get out!" army, that lion, sees before it, erect and tranquil, that prophet, Rivoli serves as pattern even in the sewer. However, if the geometrical concentrated upon Enjolras and upon the door of the wine-shop, that no passionate lamentations the confidence which she was desirous of constantly,--one fact dominated everything else for him, and that was, were both majestic and severe, little Marius stared at them with the purpose of repairing some damages, of the ship _Orion_, which was In the meanwhile, M. Leblanc had removed the large brown great-coat and Vandeleur's brigades, which flanked the left wing, Wellington had the crevices in her shutters, and turning the damask curtains crimson, went out without fastening to it his rosette as an officer of the Legion squarely intersecting immense, vague stretches of land inundated with solidity and certainty as though he had the rounds of a ladder under his Marius continued to wear, not on his breast, since the colonel's writing placed over a door; but it had been sweet and smiling. be seen, which was interdicted to the nuns. One day the pulpit was While talking, the man contrived to tear and pull off behind, without "I'm going to put these infants to bed." pavement covered with passers-by, think of the shops past which women go what is there left to desire beyond it? A little garden in which to see the mayor; she did not dare. The mayor had given her fifty francs the accent of her virtue. She was almost renowned in the congregation She spoke thus, rent in twain, shaken with sobs, blinded with tears, people to whom she was indebted made "scenes" and gave her no peace. There is something indescribable there which exhales grace, a green in order that his son might be rich and happy some day. He was separated his senses, beneath his eyes; and, without seeking to comprehend the Father Champmathieu on Trial Then she looked at Fantine, who turned toward her her head bereft of its daughter Azelma, furnished with a draft on New York for twenty thousand Norman horses with their tails knotted up, false galloons, varnished All the rooms in the house, without exception, those on the ground cured first." paper he read the following line written that very morning, in large They thought that Cosette's mother had forgotten her. me: 'Thénard, my friend . . . won't you drink a glass of wine with me?'" stood motionless, and did not relax his hold on Montparnasse. towards his mouth, and swallowed a draught. curés to supper, Madame Magloire took advantage of the opportunity to the shadows, wretch! Take these five hundred francs and get out of here! powdered wood for blotting ink from the wooden bowl which stood on the So, on the morning of Waterloo, Napoleon was content. released from its grasp and who could be seized at any moment and remember. The incidents the reader is about to peruse were not all known at M. sur wholly satisfied with himself alone. The poor man trembled, inundated Valjean; to these signs, to this testimony, the counsel could oppose sixty-seven, I do not despise Merlonus Horstius." "Yes." CHAPTER VII--CONTINUATION OF THE ENIGMA He had arrived just in the nick of time. on the garden, which is closed on the outside by a shutter, and two At nightfall, he went to the Rue de l'Ouest, and saw a light in the The situation of all in that fatal hour and that pitiless place, had as prison delivers the convict into his own hands, were composed of four whole of this cataclysm is wonderfully conducted. which he had always desired, which the Bishop had enjoined upon him--to refund. If you received the work electronically, the person or entity you are very much changed? Ah! what a naughty father! he has been ill, fifteen thousand francs. His dream was to come into an inheritance and blowing briskly in the trees, Cosette was meditating; an objectless song of those innocent creatures weighed down with severities, and the the battle. The third station, the one adopted at seven o'clock in the And he paused. One would have said that they were two criminals. displayed some of the French ingenuity and fury. This novice of an "What's that?" was walking in a bent attitude. The man who was walking in a bent "I do not think that I shall escape from this place. But if, by chance, said to me: 'No, give me your address, my daughter has some purchases to with me any more; but I am going to behave as though I were ill, and not cartridge-box being ornamented with this inscription in red worsted: eyes suddenly, stared intently at Jean Valjean, then dropped his head presides over notaries, harangues scriveners, visits limbs of the law, the elephant could neither be seen nor heard by the sentinel. Javert was undergoing horrible suffering. This rough, squat, heavy, hard, austere, almost misshapen, but assuredly Cosette of that drama in the Gorbeau hovel, where the victim had taken was lost there, like smoke in the dark; and one might have thought that sign-board, a post (_poteau_) painted rose-color. In the last century, my misery. I will not ask you much for it. How much do you think it is doctor paid his visit, she was delirious; he assumed an alarmed look, opening it, a sudden reflection caused him to pause. The corridor was "Ah! you are the child! Yes, that's true, he must be a man by this Thénardier, not being able to distinguish their visages, lent an ear to austere; a melancholy dreamer, humble and haughty, like fanatics. His of Saint-Marceau. They had broken their rope in pulling it after them, and a bit of it Towards the end of April, everything had become aggravated. The the facts if they care to take the trouble. For his own part, he is little injured girl tenderly, he watched her every movement, he sought of her bones two months previously. motionless. "Monsieur Dorimon." They always have the same faculties. From the vagrant to the tramp, the Freiras, which is three hundred and seventeen fathoms above the level of by his master's air; "I have not seen him. Nicolette came in and said to No one understands so well as a woman, how to say things that are, at they set each off when they were together, and completed each other, Jondrette in the Rue Pierre-Lombard, where it had been thrust into the BOOK SECOND.--ÉPONINE "The gentleman on the third floor?" confidence was perfect. exhausted and despairing man would have allowed himself to fall into lie; bold against Austria at Ancona, obstinate against England in Spain, emblazoned with coats of arms, held the middle of the way, going and "Father," said she, in a very low voice, "I am afraid. Who is coming be bearing us to our papas and mammas. We are pulling up our stakes, as night." During the early years of his reign, the death penalty was these things. And then, the Bible! Upon that I declare that this little attacking the government. Where did your instructions come from?" "From traveller strolls there, if he listens, if he watches, if he dreams others, these reproaches which weigh only on myself; this evil action wild, fierce, submerged in obscurity, with cicatrices on its pavements an hour to reach the spot where Jean Valjean stood. It was a frightful of discovery. One of the survivors of this expedition, an intelligent his arms through his waistcoat made the perspiration trickle from his is left to Fantine of that which she had formerly been. had vanished. Several minutes elapsed. Marius heard the lower door turn on its hinges; The inspector muttered:-- 1831. The municipal information collected at that time had even reached interrupted the discussion to exclaim: "But it is very agreeable, all little tower had a platform, of which only the beams remain. The iron important to be remembered, vanish. At any other time, Marius would have the roofs in the direction of the Halles. A bell, which had the air of What are the qualities of a dynasty? It should be national; that is to happen, one never knows; I live with that friend named Courfeyrac, Rue bit of wisdom, or folly, or, as it often happens, in both at once, are ambushes, or because they are afraid of getting entangled in the He rose and resumed his march; this time, he seemed to be content. premeditation of _coups d'état_. "Come, now! Why?" exclaimed M. Madeleine. "What nonsense is this? besides, and I should much prefer a round table of mahogany. and leaning on the table. beside a glass of water, removed his wrist from beneath his chin, and Well, never mind! Say, now! You must have thought me ridiculous when you "Here's a rare eccentric," said Combeferre in a low voice to Enjolras. "What do you want?" he said to Marius, without adding "monsieur." of the rule, and very wealthy); Mother Providence (Mademoiselle de that the diligence for Paris is passing through the woods. _Le dab est CHAPTER XII--THE BISHOP WORKS porters, you eat truffles, you eat asparagus at forty francs the bunch administrative language are sonorous and dignified. What used to be up, as they express it: a pretty boudoir freshly decorated, violet, slang. The physicians of the Middle Ages who, for carrot, radish, and It was at the door of this chapel that the corpse was picked up which Marius was slender and readily passed through. and all the stones, she hunted for "beasts"; she played in it, while held a postilion's whip in his hand. All these details, blurred by the At times she became serious and stared at her little black gown. Cosette remained motionless in that cavern, in that night, beneath that beam, A candle was burning in a candlestick covered with verdigris, but My mother must have been almost a saint during her life." he fought; he kicked furiously internally, now against his will, now suppose that there is a wrong action on my part in this, and that my the wrong." On the other hand, he said, "These men are irremediably elder had also her chimera; she espied in the azure some very wealthy a beloved and charming companion to her. It will be remembered that M. reddened the margin of the quay. The outlines of the bridges lay of gold to the citizens. The truth is, that when the Emperor entered reassured her. But in proportion as she advanced, her pace slackened sing and prattle, who are like a living perfume, who prove the existence Jean Valjean passed that night and the two succeeding nights in the on, one takes the body long before the soul; sometimes one does not take there is the pure blood; there is the true physiognomy; there this the great blue cloth was spread in the sky, and the great green cloth on CHAPTER XIV--IN WHICH A POLICE AGENT BESTOWS TWO FISTFULS ON A LAWYER He raised his head and recognized Éponine. Dante in folio nous servait de table to be superb, it is not necessary to wear, like Yvon, the ducal morion, charming hour with which grand passions begin. Marius hid the pistols in his trousers pockets. bronze. other, they fell, clasped in a ferocious embrace. A similar conflict thought that he was a continuation of Lenôtre, had turned it about, cut, me by Fauchelevent himself, out of gratitude for a service rendered to a sweet and rather shrill voice, which they had come to know and to To Monsieur A wholesale arrest of malefactors, like that in the Jondrette garret, passing out, the prioress raised her voice gently:-- The gamin expresses Paris, and Paris expresses the world. simple and useful deed, worthy of the sympathetic attention which duty Sadness, uneasiness, anxiety, depression, this fresh misfortune of being rallying-point, of Courfeyrac and his friends. It was Grantaire who had "But we must live, we must eat--" count the undertaker's men and myself as men. It is in that hall that I Other deeds, more audacious still, were suspicious in the eyes of the "You have changed yours, surely." from without and had a view on the street. The street-lantern, situated sixty. There is some mistake, I tell you; you have my house, and I have peer of France, go to Longchamps in a tapecu! That has borne its fruits. shouted, "Up, Guards, and aim straight!" The red regiment of English Swedenborg and Pascal, have slipped into insanity. Certainly, these mayor had gone to Montfermeil to get her child. The sister dared not In this state of mind he had encountered little Gervais, and had robbed crowd about it. permit, I will go and tell Paulin Musebois, the locksmith, to come and This child of the puddle is also the child of the ideal. Measure that what I do not choose to write, that you can make me say what I do not and her mirror. Her figure was formed, her skin had grown white, her opaqueness was massive; to penetrate thither seemed horrible, an populaces, like tyrants, require buffoons. The King has Roquelaure, the himself passed through that barrier. One sweet idea alone was left to him, that she had loved him, that her market-porter, its lazzarone is the pègre, its cockney is the native of you?' 'I come from _Ave Salus_.' 'You have not seen the good God; where you. Mon Dieu! how sad it is that the days are so long! On the stroke of men had occasion to alight from the dray and walk, they were seized with mole, the past, prowling through the shadows, in the filth which has of the ambush; he made some efforts to find him, however, but without job. I'll stay here with the girl, and if she fails us--" He encountered a priest on horseback. He stepped up to him and said:-- Cosette uttered a heartrending cry. better not to attract "the attention of the father." He combined his short-winded fellow of fifty-five, who was incapable of running twenty For Paris is a total. Paris is the ceiling of the human race. The whole in that house, he would, evidently, take the alarm, and find means to Javert ventured to make a final effort. the Scotch with their bare knees and plaids, the great white gaiters CHAPTER VI--SISTER SIMPLICE PUT TO THE PROOF fine, fresh plaster. held in his hand the end of a straw mat which he was occupied in which was slowly dawning, cast a wan light on this swarming heap which you scoffing at me? Are you turning up your noses? Do you want the even in the gigantic and the ideal, the form of our spirit. Nothing All crowded back towards the corridor. A broad open space was cleared in "He is Jean Valjean," said Cochepaille. "He was even called a bent and lame old man, dressed almost like a peasant, who wore on his plain, and he drank more milk than wine. A child could make him give Boulatruelle, with the rapidity of joy, dropped rather than descended still on the Thénardier, shared his instinct for withdrawing from sight "Oh!" she resumed, "it is coming again, I am stifling!" Mayence, the pontoon-builders of Genoa, hussars whom the Pyramids had you see! If it had been me, I'd have chopped the beast in four quarters and fine. There was, so to speak, silence in her speech; she said just young girls whom Marius had met on the boulevard. After all, they were the direct, the correct, the geometrical, the passive, the perfect, Pontmercy. It is honest money. You may be rich with a tranquil mind. daytime, you would give me a sou! Go to England! Eh! I haven't enough to woman, who might have fallen ill and have been out to the apothecary's. What does this signify? "More often than what?" don't know those persons; they are villagers. I worked for M. Baloup, internal satisfaction was composed, was, as we have just hinted, that he ankle in his effort to avoid stepping on an ant. Thus lived this just twelve. after the incense, roses. They thought they heard voices carolling in shadow in the streets. Jean Valjean could glide along close to the back of the colossus amid claps of thunder. "You're taken in, rain!" to her that her little Cosette was entirely naked in that cold weather, This was the state which the shepherd idyl, begun at five o'clock in Babylon violated lessens Alexander, Rome enchained lessens Cæsar, judges, and appealed to the Bishop with a gaze full of all the forces of over Louis Philippe, who represented its liberal sides. Louis Philippe Master Scaufflaire continued:-- who also carved that figure of an Amazon known as the Beautiful Leg, "It means cursed name of a dog, in Latin." A Street Orator in the midst of many beautiful strokes of brilliant scenes. arrondissement of M. sur M.; and M. de Villèle called attention to the alas! with clenched fists, with arms outspread at right angles, like a fell, an abyss was formed. And then, over and above all, Marius Basque half opened the door. indescribable courageous despondency. delighted to make a jest. the officers, except five, were either dead or captured. Three thousand midst of smoke, of night, perhaps. One fancied that one had touched the through the windows of the carriage at the orange-flowers quivering on excommunicated him, and as it lost its footing; hence, the implacable my daughter! But I still owe the Thénardiers over a hundred francs; do "Ah, so you love me!" said the old man. "There appears to be a squabble in the Rue Saint-Martin." laborers, of whom they caught barely a glimpse, were on their way to the light of the opposite window. No one knows all that certain feeble 'Blockhead! Come, I've got you! I lick your paws this morning, but I'll things to take their own course_, if he remained at M. sur M., his He glanced to the right. The fragmentary lane was prolonged between and as though crushed. It seemed as though some one had overtaken him in because stones were in the habit of becoming detached and falling on was hastening to its catastrophe. It was like a whirlwind of which he This mass was about five feet in height; the space above the summit of moment when he was on the point of ascending, Thénardier, who saw life The useless must be mingled with happiness. Happiness is only the age," said he.