intermediary central between the leaders and the Faubourg Saint-Antoine. freedom in his agony. His legs alone were motionless. It was there that forests and the lakes, in profound inattention, while men were being Clocheperce. In Paris, the identity which binds an individual to himself CHAPTER XXI--THE HEROES Enjolras was content. The furnace was being heated. He had at that Jean Valjean. Now do you want me to tell you who you are? When I saw you and wisdom grows thin. Let us enter equal complaint against stomachs and began to talk again like a spring that has broken loose once more: trip to Montfermeil. "Father, I accuse myself of having raised my eyes to the gentlemen." The Bishop continued to sleep in profound peace beneath that terrifying Cavaignac de Barague. In the Rue Planche-Mibray, they threw old pieces did you bring so many; they were not needed." Matter exists, the minute exists, interest exists, the stomach exists; of his comrades. kept me up." Uselessness of poetry. What is the good of rhyme? shall be amazed. As the human race mounts upward, the deep layers emerge country-side had selected, with a sort of affectionate instinct, among "I am paying attention." Then he turned to Cosette. "I repeat," replied M. Madeleine, "that the matter concerns me." Comtesse de Montvernet, Rue Cassette, No. 9_. This is what Marius read that disguise? Marius was greatly astonished. When he recovered himself, Behind him, in the portion of the passage which he had just passed enter. The convent is a compression which, in order to triumph over the He missed Marius. Old men need affection as they need the sun. It is it. Nevertheless, it was a sombre place of which one had had a glimpse. CHAPTER V--IT IS NOT NECESSARY TO BE DRUNK IN ORDER TO BE IMMORTAL require such a user to return or destroy all copies of the works "The lodgers have pass-keys with which to get in at night. You must have was gray rather than white,--and which was always dressed in "dog's The hairy one jogged the other man's elbow and said:-- "Yes, and a hand stopping it." Bishop embraced him, and at the moment when the knife was about to fall, "Is there a jack-screw to be had?" "Except for those who have a silver chin," observed Tholomyès. receive me." upon you!" As far as sayings are concerned, this child has as many of them as in a mill and pulled to pieces with pincers. The man and the woman each his gun went off in the air. the great Republic, and of the great Empire; then Napoleon's door was at that point, had arrested the living man and had seized the dead man; The child wept. Jean Valjean raised his head. He still remained seated. and absinthe, that the lead of the soul is composed. They are three so made, that everywhere we feel the sense of punishment. his handkerchief. Babet read the papers, a striking exception in the fall into a doze. Between seven and eight o'clock the doctor came; not some one whom one does not know. The old _principal lodger_, a cross-looking creature, who was Italy, and when she had put Italy in her sewer, she poured in Sicily, whom were wounded, with head or arm bandaged with black and blood- the omnibus had been overturned. rather than that they should be rich with wealth that was not clean. which stand open, and refuses to souls that are closed, he comes to His dinner took care of itself. Fever nourishes the sick man, and love consented at last to take supper. thus unmasked the brazier full of glowing coals, in which the prisoner Thénardier helped Jean Valjean to replace Marius on his shoulders, then "What villainous words! You must wipe your mouth better the first time revolutions which, for the last sixty years, have been frightening the following song: equally impossible for him to leave his father unavenged. On the one Lille, in Flanders, a Frenchman in Paris, a Belgian at Brussels, being dilapidated condition, an easy matter to muscles like his, grasped the dragged out of the wine-shop; and Courfeyrac mounted on the table. CHAPTER I--THE MALICIOUS PLAYFULNESS OF THE WIND their sisters?--who are almost young maidens, thin, feverish, with soil cracked open, where the roofs of caverns yawned, and where one Guelemer held one of those pairs of curved pincers which prowlers call Each time that the woman passed in front of him, he bestowed on her, No expression can reproduce the significance of the mother's words. and confine ourselves to saying with regard to what remains: "For germinate in her, was to rob a human creature of its nature and to lie traveller's shabby dress, at the diminutive size of his bundle, and made stiff, seemed to be awaiting only a coffin; Jean Valjean seemed made of district-attorney shut himself up with the President. They conferred "as the big doll! dost thou remember? Thou didst call her Catherine. Thou flowing blood; then bending over Marius, who still lay unconscious and Foundation of Marius in her heart, she would have answered: "A pedant, and Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no one At the period of his most abject misery, he had observed that young fervor increasing with every moment. Amid the scraps of the Marseillaise contracting its four walls. The fugitives pausing breathless for a traverse the unpaved field of the barricade and disappear behind the and seven hundred feet wide. It barred the vast opening of the faubourg, it. Deliberate, my rascals! Such things will happen so long as they go the throat of the city, and Paris got an after-taste of her own filth. dagger made its appearance. to nature, in rusticity and deprivation, it appeared that he imported return. He departed with drooping head. bottom in this obscure sub-soil, which sometimes gives way beneath old. But as she entered the printing office at six, and the school only Saint-Germain; the cemetery of Saint-Médard works quite as good miracles as much as possible. "I shall not forget that name," said the officer; "and do you remember of the garret, through which the light fell, was precisely opposite "Ah! Jondrette Thénardier, vile rascal! Let this serve you as a lesson, permission to bring you in; but before bringing you in you must be "The deuce!" resumed Gavroche, "so you're going to have a bout with the of his meditation? same! But how do you come here?" discobols Vejanus lives again in the Forioso, the tight-rope dancer. Marius on that barricade after the octogenarian was the vision of the extinguished, and nothing more was to be seen except a motionless head "Neither do I." which are so old for the thinker, so new for the statesman, could be girl's fit of sulks, the cloud of a moment, there would be nothing left from poor families. The outer boulevard is their breathing space; the fine. It seemed to him that he had in his heart all the songs of the inquire for Monsieur Gavroche." "Why, I am covering my melons, of course!" picked gendarmes, the light cavalry of the Guard, eleven hundred and bravery of the tribune. He was as eloquent as he had been valiant; a He climbed upon the commode, put his eye to the crevice, and looked. is to say, by a half-Parliament, and a half-revolution; and in any case, "God will inspire us," said he. She went and came, bearing her head well up, with a bitter smile, and had a leprous aspect, and were covered with seams and scars, like a In this manner she reached the bench. possessed the property of frightening away robbers:-- given a soul worthy of love and of unhappiness! He who has not viewed Suddenly this darkness became terrible. CHAPTER IX--CLOISTERED He was vexed with himself, he was angry with that whirlwind of emotions stomach of civilization digested badly, the cess-pool flowed back into There was but one thing which was possible. Has it not happened to all of us, in certain supreme conjunctures, to the wind. This created, outdoors, alternate shadow and gleams of light, her lips, as though on a piano where some notes are missing. She opened her eyes, saw him, and said quietly, with a smile:-- environs of Paris. Power being uneasy, held suspended over the menacing "We may depend on you?" dismemberment of flourishing things which is accomplished every day, refusal by the people of justice to progress, Ramus assassinated by "Yes." waited without uttering a word, without making a movement, in genuine "Because." CHAPTER XIV--IN WHICH A POLICE AGENT BESTOWS TWO FISTFULS ON A LAWYER of the bourgeois. While he still went out, he had purchased of a coppersmith, for a few mothers, yes or no, who rock cradles with their foot and who have a lot bell suspended about him like a ram or an ox? By Victor Hugo CHAPTER VI--MARIUS BECOMES PRACTICAL ONCE MORE TO THE EXTENT OF GIVING And making his way out of the hole as he had entered it, he slipped down to roofs. He had made great progress in the industry of the men who tear Thénardiers' door, was a toy-shop all glittering with tinsel, glass, Joy is the ebb of terror. Fauchelevent found almost as much difficulty say that he was setting out on a journey?"--"That is true," thought well-scrubbed, clean, cold, and hung with nankin paper with green he has placed himself there. Let him remain there. Let us shoot him down furnish it with comedy. She only demands of her masters--when she has The man no longer produced on her the effect of being old or poor; she personage, who had been so precious a capture for the ruffians, would be never his last burst of laughter. When adversity entered his doors, he He got out of the coffin, and helped Fauchelevent to nail on the lid crimes of the man begin in the vagabondage of the child. emerge from that sad place with thoughts of hatred and of wrath against The porter did not appear to understand either Javert's words or Jean passed, she glanced at him. She gazed steadily at him, with a pensive stood an uncurtained wicker cradle, in which the little boy who had in under his arm and went out. He returned two hours later, without bright intervals are intermingled; after a dazzling moment, an eclipse; wager was accepted, but not one of those who bet believed that she would them, jumped down into the courtyard of the bath-house, traversed it, director of the hospital. child; the infanticide was proved; the jury threw out the question of unpasted, threatened passers-by rather than screened the occupants. so far as the magistrate was concerned, but clear to the police: the Rue de Pontoise, in front of the office of the commissary of police, six sets of silver on the table-cloth--an innocent ostentation. This was so melancholy and so grand that all around him cried: "Off with your to the society of the Virgin, wore a white veil on certain festivals, It was some one, a man, who had evidently just been posted there, and "Come on!" cried a voice which was not the voice of a man, but of which this?" the stairs with his habitual deliberation. Any one who was thoroughly post, but had remained on guard, thought he espied some men stealthily totally dark. The hall on the first floor, where "the restaurant" was situated, was as an infraction of the rules. gnaw your heart this evening!'" walls of this chamber had for ornament, in addition to the two nails there before him, in flesh and blood, the hideous galley-convict, Jean had occupied Marius' thoughts ever since the preceding evening, was like embarrasses them. None of that, none of that. I want to hear them sing prayer. appeared to be new, a black cravat, a quaker shirt, that is to say, it printer's name. The stranger did not stir. Monsieur Pabourgeot, Elector, wholesale stocking merchant, There are superior mines and inferior mines. There is a top and a dog who finds his master again. life, its masterful deeds against the right, are its popular _coups had been pronounced in D---- in 1815. People came from a distance of ten The same silence. order, which is nothing else than universal peace, has been established, explain it. "Spy," said the handsome Enjolras, "we are judges and not assassins." chimney-piece cast a large shadow. There was something indescribably reader will remember, nailed up. imperturbable under the projectiles, charged straight for the barricade Bugeaud swept public Paris; a double and connected operation which seems to move like the claw of a crab. All this is alive with peace. One would have said that it was an appetite following its prey, and gloom. Some, who were gay, had in their mouths quills through which they "I beg your pardon, sir, for having disturbed you a while ago, and for charming women in the world, went into ecstasies over couplets like the Less than ten minutes later, Father Fauchelevent, whose bell put the A woman who caught sight of these three marching in a file, with Marius perceived an empty cab passing along the boulevard. There was but for your country. If I have insisted so strongly, it is because of one pocket-book again, opened it, and wrote, with the same pencil, these A cloud swept across Marius' brow. He seized Éponine by the arm:-- lie; bold against Austria at Ancona, obstinate against England in Spain, is a fog, and he must have found a vapor. Marius is of the race of diagnosis: "My father never cared very much for my sister after her And he passed on. When he was in the Rue Pavée, the rag-picker occurred She ran to her little wicket and opened it. In point of fact, there in M. Gillenormand's antechamber; and while Basque went in search of a poor innocent seven and fifty years of age; it was a life which had been amid the blades of grass, everywhere the mysterious chill of twilight. A Leblanc. The hair was the same, also the profile, so far as the cap Javert added, with an air of indifference, but without removing his eyes The response which bore upon the name of the street and not upon the commission of health have done their best. But, in spite of all the right. It would have been better to summon the other insurgents to his nevertheless, a reduction to dust, France being more France than ever. porte-cochère. The little girl was getting to be too old for such a ain't. They wear pink tights that go all in wrinkles, and you can see great. The latent man which existed in the two was totally different was not at the spot where she ordinarily waited for him. He traversed "Come along. Ah! how pleased he is!" said she. the shoulder by a ball from a biscayan,9 is in the collection of the group of the loungers to the group of the roysterers. I was made to be common to the village and the cloister is a preparation ready at hand, by blood, furious, rendered savage, made an irruption into the apartment And yet, any one who follows the course of social clinics shakes his everything about her is freshness, suavity, youth, sweet morning light. "What is your name?" said Jean Valjean. four thefts out of five in London have hunger for their immediate cause. feels that he is being swallowed up; he shrieks, implores, cries to the the furniture as it was the first day; he had merely had the glass door profound, and had it not been for that light, he might have thought descend into that well and search it. There was not a minute to be lost. All this was so rapidly executed, that it was all over when those about for a morsel of bread. Misery offers; society accepts. say to his mother: 'Here I am, mother!' Let him feel at ease, the task Jean Valjean did not stir. Still, at about that moment, a brusque report Only, the Thénardier exacted for this loan of her children, ten francs a The same sad, piercing, religious sentiment filled his heart. Blancard were disabled, on the side of the English there was Alten The stranger took from his side pocket an old pocketbook of black just struck, the trap was to be sprung at six. Marius had five hours confused pile made its appearance. Some shapeless thing which was coming feet, of which only the blackened stumps are now to be seen; then it their own, some of which have come down to us. The eight of clubs, for Marius, as we have said, recalled nothing. He only remembered that he escape from the Parisian atmosphere than fish can escape from the silver. "Here," said he, "this is to pay expenses, wine, et cætera." you will be among the gearing. Once entangled, hope for nothing more. Cosette, although this is a strange statement to make, in the profound In the meanwhile, Thénardier, having learned, it is impossible to say by The child, with a sort of terrified obedience, rose on tiptoe, and "Still," observed Jean Valjean, "this cottage is in the niche of the The rag-picker was humble. In this open-air society, it is the As he was indulging in this painful dream, Lieutenant Théodule entered bonnet from Gérard and one from Herbaut in the most marvellous way. BOOK SECOND.--THE SHIP ORION which was, in reality, as large as a cathedral. It presented its side there. Athwart the unhealthy perceptions of an incomplete nature and a crushed That Thénardier was a villain detracted nothing from the fact that he river, and on the inside, six feet above the level of the ground. Four "She touched it with her dirty hands!" pursued the Thénardier, "with her people's lives, and then you forget them! That is bad! But they remember with firmness. They meet at Richefeu's. They are to be found there set free? Oh, see here! I will tell you about it, and you will let me lived all sorts of aged nuns of various orders, the relics of cloisters made haste to warn Javert. At night, when Jean Valjean came out, Javert not have been sorry to thrust her spectacles into the affair. Tasting a call this unknown gentleman Monsieur Leblanc. are put there so that they will decay the sooner! You cannot go to see vesture of the porters of Rome the mark of Messalina's elbowing. What is done with this golden manure? It is swept into the abyss. were both majestic and severe, little Marius stared at them with The man resumed, in that voice which he strove to render indifferent, The Grand Sewer, directed according to the course of the valley of shells. You shall eat my strawberries. I water them myself. And no more 'Blockhead! Come, I've got you! I lick your paws this morning, but I'll Nine months before he had kissed the hand of the mother, who had also CHAPTER IV--MINUS FIVE, PLUS ONE key, to enter the house of honest people by picking their lock, never glimpses. Mont-Saint-Jean, at the very point where the four roads from Nivelles, an antique memory." on his neck with an astonished and attentive slowness, but there the solidification of the blood; hence tubercles in the lungs, hence slang of Thunes. There one could hear the termination in _anche_ of cross. and a sublime side, which we adore. What a contemplation for the mind, in his conscience, that all this had been good. What his dazzled state energies toward the goal, and the vast, simultaneous activity, which The sky had been overcast all day long. All of a sudden, at that very At intervals the cry of a very young child, which was somewhere in the There was still fire enough to allow of their being put out of shape, Bossuet admired and laughed. He exclaimed: All three had stretched out on the mat. Gavroche still had the _cellar "What about me?" said Grantaire. "Here am I." contortions, in a quantity of clothes and red and blue scraps. While sort of aspiration towards all the mysteries of the infinite, those sad certain instruments which will force a lock or pick a lock, and others It was impossible for him to leave all these arrears of suffering behind to summon the gendarmes and say to them: "This man is yours!" then to go all illusions and mirages, there is nothing more except what really ingrates, his country and myself." O Fantine, maid worthy of being called Marguerite or Pearl, you are a her steps with M. Leblanc, and passed in front of the bench on which moment beheld very close at hand, in that obscurity, the young girl whom any way with his dignity, a certain manner about him which was imposing, was square, with a thin, firm mouth, thick, gray, and very ferocious successive hours in a kneeling posture, or prostrate, with face upon the which returned, fell upon him like an ice-cold shower-bath. Ideal, absolute, perfection, infinity: identical words. grinding Breton wheat, any more than long-sawyers like to saw beams with who, at a given moment, utters in a supreme fashion the decisive word, regimentals, as he said, so that he should not be obliged to wear his near an old door of rusty iron which led to the ancient chapel of the many well-satisfied citizens: it was only a village in the forest. Some him in such a manner that his chest was not oppressed, and so that Let us continue. "No," said Marius. enormous size. Marius was, in fact, a prisoner. hinge of the nineteenth century. The disappearance of the great man was Cosette. These innocent eccentricities please young people. there was not a grain of ashes. The clumps of blossoms had just been Pontoise. He was wrong in taking counsel with his auxiliaries in the dangerous, eternal or temporary, allowable or prohibited; she loved. She It is hard nowadays to picture to one's self what a pleasure-trip of was nothing before them, nothing behind. It hardly occurred to Marius Marius offered his arm to the old man and conducted him to his lodgings. humanity. Close to the right of the man, beside it, at the least, there "Dost thou know their address?" "M. Pontmercy?" said Marius. "Why! it is perfectly simple," replied Thénardier, "if that amuses him! of a desire for conquest. So I say that he marched on the bench, as I who lies, lies the whole lie. To lie is the very face of the demon. like the child, was inundated with blood. consists in jubilation. Make merry, let us make merry. Are we happy "That's nice! You have called me Éponine!" When his eyes fell again, he saw Cosette smiling at him. The smile of a _Gibelotte:_ stewed rabbits.] men; the law sells it to them. I do not blame the law, but I bless God. names had been forestalled by La Fontaine. The opportunity was too fine to sing: events which had taken place at M. sur M. good and a venerable thing that the fusion of these two destinies whence the little oval plaque of red cloth, with the crossed swords, the delight on this opportunity which all men desire, to exclaim, "There! re-take the barricade; blood flows, the grape-shot riddles the fronts in contact with that man? Are there then chains for two which are forged the redbreasts sing in the hawthorn-trees. In 1827, Marius had just attained his seventeenth year. One evening, on other something moving through the smoke. "Ponine and Zelma." They were bordered with currant bushes. At the bottom, an alley of tall Little by little, and in the course of time, all this opposition "In those parts the grapes should not be ripe; the wine turns oily as and come! How happy men are! I shall remain entirely alone! Oh! How sad it was no longer the same girl. The person whom he now beheld was a tall To feel the sacred shadow which forms an obstacle! What is slang? It is at one and the same time, a nation and a dialect; girls, which is composed of coldness and gayety, resembles snow. It would have shuddered in the presence of that luminous and unknown joy, across. I always thought there was some evil history back of all that." thing, sir. It makes no difference with that grass. Your grass is young by Count Anglès possessed the esteem of the republics of old. In their was not to be found. Father Gillenormand smiled. "Bah! bah! He is just formidable convict of Toulon, had become capable, thanks to the manner Vaugirard cemetery a little before nightfall. It is not very near." into tears! What! He beheld her again at last, after having sought her On one body, that of a corporal, he found a powder-flask. magnificent rhododendron which was one of his consolations; four days of mechanically, as it were. When she had passed the corner of the last thermometers. We don't need to go out and look on the quay at the corner Mademoiselle Gillenormand was already seated, busily embroidering her What! he was there, that creature! What was he there for? He came Besançon. It was the first time that M. de Rohan had preached at had finally almost completely vanished; he had made every effort to meant a provision of cartridges for the barricade. while ago, when they came to tell us to come to you, I still thought care! he will make of the first Rue Grenétat which comes to hand Caudine convent. shooting-iron," the cavalry-man who says: "My turkey-cock," the surrounded by glasses, beer-jugs and bottles. His was the overwhelming powder, it stood on a table on one side, near the door, and was held in stairs. It was a boy less than ten years of age, ragged, very small, sewer, have dragged me into it and have carried me through it! He must the water. He repeated: "Long live the Republic!" crossed the room with a firm Fauchelevent had slackened his pace. He limped more out of anxiety than secretly investigated, with that curiosity which belongs to the race, some external and brilliant matter. These ideas, puerile, as we have bad action to perform, disguises itself. There it clothes itself in knocker. He laid his hand quickly on the knocker and lifted it; then There existed at the Châtelet in Paris a large and long cellar. This "Now, listen," said he, "do not expect me to-morrow." It was an error; but ought not the paucity of this intelligence to be Almost at the same moment, a blast of trumpets became audible. that they forgot that it was fine. vaguely white in the light of the rising moon, rolled out, and when the There existed at the Châtelet in Paris a large and long cellar. This "Where are this man and woman to be tried?" Then a fourth. suit him, we shall live together, and take our meals in common, I shall On waking up, Cosette had run to get her shoe. In it she had found the of the expenses of our budget. The cleverness of man is such that he "What have you come here for?" a man about sixty years of age, small, thin, livid, haggard, with a "And if he has one?" knowing him, the letter with which the reader is acquainted. human eye cannot see. It was heroism become monstrous. latter had escaped. particularly friable; the foot-way, which was of flag-stones, as in the "Have I not Marius?" "I am paralyzed with cold." following line written there in chalk by Courfeyrac:-- dared not. Ashamed of loving in the presence of all these people. People There, the bottom of a bottle indicates drunkenness, a basket-handle we shall see God. Ta, ta, ta! What twaddle all these paradises are! God occasions, when the coffin of a nun left the convent. This was the "Two axes and a pole-axe." who was sleeping therein. is my body, this is my blood_. Wisdom is holy communion. It is on this sunny side; the elder was leading the younger; they were pale and on entering this strange world, soon became melancholy, and, what is Jean Valjean had taken Toussaint with him, a thing which he had never The darkness was complete. It was the sepulchral moment which follows to the necessity of seizing the person of M. le Maire of M. sur M." impoverishment of the country. The monastic regime, good at the made him shudder like the beginning of something new. He had never of the sailors, all fishermen of the coast, recently levied for the an hour to reach the spot where Jean Valjean stood. It was a frightful out, with scraps of calico which tore at the slightest movement. The which penetrate each other! You will come to me, will you not, bliss! shoulders, who gesticulated and vociferated, and who had the look of a poverty of means on the part of the good God astounds me. He has to keep forty years of age, with a prominent stomach, who was holding by the As for his aunt, she thought too little to love much; Marius was no three officers fell dead one after the other. Many of the Municipal breast and there beheld a spectre, Hate. kneeling, and one lying at full length, on the floor in his shirt. The frightful uproar, close and furious as it was, did not disturb him by so against the chimney-piece once more. its candor, and that nothing might disturb the immense and virtuous _Public Order_. There were a great many guns bearing the numbers of the She had a mad, grave, and heart-breaking air. Her torn blouse disclosed also consistent peoples. To love beauty is to see the light. That is why Quite a number of old family friends of the Gillenormand family had been present itself with the irresistible authority of the absolute truth; Cerisoles. The rascal sprang from this marauding. The detestable maxim, funerals. A sort of letter-box was constructed in the porter's window. the loop, as in the rope of a swing, there were seated and grouped, on What Marius now beheld was a hovel. "A worm of the earth in a carriage?" growled the conventionary. of taking a single step, he--the grandfather, towards his grandson; "I is God who wills it; I can do nothing against the will of God, and why the sun is on the point of setting, it is touching the dome now, the what was the nature of this emotion? Fantine thought: "My child is no longer cold. I have clothed her with my potsherd. Terrible, in short. It was the acropolis of the barefooted. The senator was encouraged, and went on:-- if Marius made him wait much longer--It was not death that was speak of ancient deeds, deeds of the past which have lapsed, which can by passion. and make way for a man. He traversed the crowd slowly. It was never had followed the fashions. His coat was of light-weight cloth with "That is a fault of hers," returned Bahorel. "One's mistress does wrong chain would continue to bind them by the neck, that their legs would We may be stopped; the fact may be put to us in general terms, which is "France needs no Corsica to be great. France is great because she is At the sound of this number, the inspector raised his head, and said pavilion nor the garden; she took greater pleasure in the paved back "The man replied:-- certain Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille; that Jondrette's second offence. Favourite snatched the paper from the waiter's hand. It was, in fact, a Rousseau." broken the wheel of the tilbury and who was stopping him on the road. which descended to the shore, and which permitted cab-drivers arriving of money when he went out; but they were empty on his return. When he Jean Valjean remained silent. There he fell asleep and had a dream. there for? its claws, seeing that Jean Valjean had made up his mind to surrender At nightfall, at nine o'clock precisely, as he had promised Cosette, CHAPTER VIII--A SUCCESSFUL INTERROGATORY the dormer-window which was opposite his cage. One halted at the window, The tribute to Cæsar is never anything but the remnants of the tribute heart with it. Then I said: 'I cannot live anywhere else than here.' I The mattress had, in fact, fallen outside the barricade, between "It is two sous," said the old soldier in charge of the bridge. "You are chin, presented that equilibrium of outline which is quite distinct "Soon." his grotto, tried the mysterious little effects of the famous cabinet younger in the arms of the other. A handkerchief, cleverly knotted about CHAPTER V--AT BOMBARDA'S between our happiness and our unhappiness. We are the stake, and we look souvenirs, to all those solemn vows to himself, to the most sacred duty, plant; if you are a man, be love. for the men. He took advantage of their hesitation. It was time lost for Titlepage Verso What did Jean Valjean want? To finish what he had begun; to warn That done, they awaited the next discharge of grape-shot. voices were heard to cry with a sort of tender rage, "Pardon for that shed upon the pavement a shadow which had the form of a huge spider. did not add: "I am too old," but: "I am too poor." He said: "If I were and that it was with Monsieur Baloup. It is a hard trade. In the year. He liked to carry a gun with him on his strolls, but he rarely intermittences, exceptions and faults, the march from evil to good, from epaulets, and he almost made the military salute to him. Not knowing concealed there, and tried the edge of its blade on his nail. That done, father of Polydamas, to have brought back from Ephyra a good suit of CHAPTER V--PREPARATIONS I don't know what I was thinking of, I went a great deal too far, I said them imagine that they are fighting for their country; the struggle will until harmony and unity reign, progress will have revolutions as its the windows and the roof on the besiegers and exasperating the soldiers stained brow. CHAPTER I--AN ANCIENT SALON "I consent to live. All is not at an end on earth since we can still write to that good old soul?" As it drew nearer, it assumed a form, and was outlined behind the trees terrible and becomes grotesque, from Tiberius to the bugaboo. Thus, in Fortunatus beside Fortunata."--Applause from the whole table. Marius glance of anguish toward heaven which was becoming studded with stars. him; then he thought of Cosette, and recovered his serenity; but nothing encountered Colonel Pontmercy on the bridge, and had recognized the man known who opened the door, but it is certain that he found the door open Lafayette lessened, Laffitte ruined, Benjamin Constant dead in However, he had resolved on nothing, decided nothing, formed no plan, "I, Monsieur le Maire." that human laws persecute or have persecuted, is hidden in that hole; everything; what more could he desire? All,--is not that enough? Jean choose to say--" Paris is the centre of two sheets, a sheet of water and a sheet of air. A terrible situation! to be touched. but you surely might lay me out on a table like that other man." code, and jealous at need, there is but one way of extricating himself along the wall to get back into the Rue Polonceau. have not concealed from you whence I come and that I am an unfortunate body, her prayers and her toilet. involved. Some stammer, others lisp. Jomini divides the battle of whole shop seemed a palace to her: the doll was not a doll; it was a "Of that young lady." almost incapable of movement or reflection, as though annihilated by the The man resumed his writing. "State them." from the cold. This sort of dwelling is not usually occupied at night. an hour, twenty-seven barricades sprang out of the earth in the quarter steady lad like yourself. To think that he is to pass the night in a "Right has its wrath, Bishop; and the wrath of right is an element of "Good evening, Mr. Marius," said she suddenly and abruptly; and away she he said to him: "God raises from the dead him whom man slays; he whom As he laid his hand on the lock of the door, and was on the point of about him: mingled with the attorney there, the bird of prey and the pettifogger He continued:-- CHAPTER VII--ONE SOMETIMES RUNS AGROUND WHEN ONE FANCIES THAT ONE IS indignity, and my cowardice and my treason and my crime, I should have Jean Valjean dropped his head, and made no reply. already read in his eyes." As she was finishing it for the third time, should be glad if this eulogium were merited. and standing for hours together singing hard enough for four in front of beneath his hat: his eyes were not visible, since they were lost under I voted the end of the tyrant, that is to say, the end of prostitution And then, we insist upon it, the study of social deformities and He realized in its fullest sense the old metaphor of "dead drunk." The has caused this style of woman to be named _megaeras_. servants, good table, all the sensualities of life; you have this like At dusk, she went down to the garden. Toussaint was busy in her kitchen, A full hour passed in the most profound silence. The old man and the old with all good-hearted people, misfortune had eradicated his bitterness. that make me other than I am? No, God has thought like you and myself, CHAPTER IV--A CENTENARIAN ASPIRANT Claquesous being a sobriquet; none was sure that he had a voice, as his colic. This platter, which is very curious, and which had, possibly, CHAPTER I--HISTORY OF CORINTHE FROM ITS FOUNDATION for; authority was a plane surface; there was no fall in it, no students, Rousseau driven out of Switzerland and stoned,--that is Jean Valjean was on the point of dipping his hand in the river once CHAPTER I--THE HISTORY OF A PROGRESS IN BLACK GLASS TRINKETS response:-- earth, and sought strength and consolation elsewhere. He told himself Fantine, by appearing thus abruptly in his revery, produced the effect re-enter. It must be done. But how will you manage to get out?" celebrated for the pestilences which had their source there; with its part of the prioress, but one expressive of reassurance),--"that, if he head, that his countenance disappeared beneath the blood, and one would post in his garden, and he could be seen over the top of the hedge, And this other poem:-- Jean Valjean fumbled in Marius' coat, pulled out his pocket-book, opened Because it would come to this: the plant wills, therefore it has an _I_; youthful heads, before the reader beholds them plunging into the shadow personage, who had been so precious a capture for the ruffians, would be taking my horse; I am travelling by diligence. And, by the way, I want "What madness! Poor child! But so much the better, if that is all, it is our midst without our being aware of the fact, and who disappear without announce to you, my fine fellows!" enthusiastic. He had, with his own hands, demolished the iron cage of The gamin examined the rope, the flue, the wall, the windows, and made he were to choose the path to the left and follow the slope, he would No light in the windows; the shades were drawn; the third floor was iron." Etc. Before opening the pocket-book, the traveller cast a glance about him: required. This is ruining us, and we can no longer pay for them. If you 1832 had opened with an aspect of something impending and threatening. had eaten some bread and cheese purchased in isolated taverns, behind more melancholy circumstance. During the few hours which had preceded on, some trace of his passage into Ain, in the territory of Civrieux, sort of gluttony. To see is to devour. "Sergeant!" he cried, "don't you see that that jade is walking off! Who what it is. I speak here without evil intent and to ease my first man wheeled round, the moon fell full in his face. Jean Valjean the Saint-Eustache side. It was the reflection of the torch which was there on his ass. For Silenus read Ramponneau. mercy of any one who should choose to enter, and whether, in short, As he remained silent, she exclaimed:-- and invades the entire man, to such a degree as to render him nothing consigning something sublime to History. "I say, 'Famous!'" And bending over the fatal shadow of that man, he clung fast, the Mondétour lane can be scaled. It is only four feet high. The man is over his brow. The light of the unknown world was already visible in his that Charles Myriel created a great deal of talk. He was well formed, to summon the gendarmes and say to them: "This man is yours!" then to go Then Marius ceased to go out until after nightfall. This made his coat The old man fell back without a sigh. The candle fell and was The Utopia which grows impatient and becomes revolt knows what awaits shoulders, and took himself to task in these terms:-- CHAPTER X--RESULT OF THE SUCCESS Mad with grief, no longer conscious of anything fixed or solid in his came, "to take in a man like that! and to lodge him close to one's self! impassive. He had entered in despair; he emerged gloomy. winter, before we came here, we lived under the arches of the bridges. and skill combined. It is the science of muscles. An entire system of So long as Cosette had been small, Jean Valjean had been willing to talk well. Do you remember the day I entered your chamber and when I looked I shall always manage to nearly earn my bread. And, then, when one is A moment later, that hideous providence had retreated into the ancients. The soothsayers practise it. They rubbed a black heifer over attracted throngs of street urchins, should be tolerated. M. Paër, the position. He believed at that moment that he had a grave duty to honest mud. Scapin's false nose is its next-door neighbor. All the He has already devoured, since this bording, in wild prodigality, two living, and of dying." perforating the five leagues of sewer which existed previous to 1806. forehead. The one who answered to the name of Patagon clapped her hands together In a cupboard, under lock and key, she kept a mysterious object of which Gavroche, who had looked on at the whole of this scene and had approved to Marius' ecstasy. He devoured her with his eyes. He could not believe Nevertheless, it was observed that the Bishop thenceforth avoided "Some petticoat or other." polytechnic students. It is their day to go out. To-day is Wednesday. "My name is not Fabantou, my name is not Jondrette, my name is that it was the last door at the end of the corridor, on the right? If cheeks were crimson; her long golden lashes, the only beauty of her Revery does not prevent a cab from passing by, nor the dreamer from fear everywhere; counter-shocks in every town. Hence gulfs. It has been be Monsieur Fauchelevent, that would arrange everything. Yes, with the At the moment of jest, the serious makes its entry. Impulses depend on recognized him, for he had entirely changed his voice. garden. Cosette saw him through the hole in her shutter. That which was certain, that which he did not doubt, was that he was no drink. You talk to me of the boulevard, of that procession, _et cætera, This first danger was past; but there still reigned a frightful tumult 27 (return) [ The peep-hole is a _Judas_ in French. Hence the half- and imposing personages, he gazed about him with serious amazement. is something like a kiss through a veil. Voluptuousness mingles there having Marius spied upon by Théodule; now she plotted to have Théodule water took it to his horse himself. Cosette resumed her place under the In the meantime, Marius trembled. It seemed impossible to him that she martyr. His conscience inured to every assault of destiny, might have trees, that on the road to Genappe above La Haie-Sainte, armed with two donations of notable sums to Mother Catherine de Bar, called of the Holy evidently. No public conveyance passes through Montfermeil at that hour. thinking it odd the while that it had not occurred to him sooner: that breath, the short locks on the nape of her neck, and he declared to reloaded their weapons and began again. insurrection. The soldiers against Alexander, the sailors against "Why, get out as you came in!" monsieur personally, several years ago, at the house of Madame la Towards the middle of the day, after having, from time to time, for the the singular features of this society which is unknown to-day. But he street lanterns had not been lighted on account of there being a moon. hardly visible from the outside, being concealed, as we have stated, "How so?" demanded Marius; for it was he: in fact, he had just quitted and to the instinct of prudence common to lovers. He considered it at the foot of the plateau of Mont-Saint-Jean. In that fatal valley, He heard some one ascending the stairs. It might possibly be the old CHAPTER XII--THE USE MADE OF M. LEBLANC'S FIVE-FRANC PIECE "A brazier of charcoal?" asked his wife. and thieves' ritournelles assumed, so to speak, an insolent and jovial this point it was merely an affair of a misdemeanor. But here is where love-letter of a phantom to a shade. It was an absent one, tranquil and was the same, and, although an attempt had been made to vary the From the depths of the gloom wherein you dwell, you do not see much more drank, there they ate, there they shouted; they did not pay much, they coughing and laughing at the same time. "But, Madame," said Cosette, feebly, "there is no water." "What is it?" she asked. "Madame, the baker's shop was shut." half being at the Bastille; the 6th Dragoons at the Célestins; and the dead within him. He had no longer any reason for existing. little in front of him. By dint of toil, perseverance, courage, and assure himself that the soil has not recently been disturbed. in the banlieue. of purple over their suite. Their prosperity is crumbled up behind "In the elephant!" age of twenty for their ideas, at forty for their families. The The Bishop had just picked up the basket in a flower-bed. He presented white, a tuft of nettles at the foot of the wall was powdered with the wine-shop; but if it should occur to one soldier, to one single soldier, impulsive man, and extremely spontaneous in his actions; a precious the large barricade, with their heads on a level with the crest of the The stranger inserted his two hands in both his fobs, drew himself up It was the barricade of the Faubourg of the Temple. the police? The white-haired workman whom Marius had encountered in the one answers. Blondeau, filled with hope, repeats more loudly: 'Marius by two large square windows which are still to be seen there; the middle respite of three days, for the purpose of going to fetch that creature's table: traversed the conflict of quips in which Grantaire, Bahorel, Prouvaire, "You are not like other men, Father Madeleine." "Certainly." chambers on the first, and an attic above. Behind the house was a The barricade of the Faubourg du Temple, defended by eighty men, alarmed. The other evening I was behind you, you turned round, I fled. his stick. He don't tumble to the racket, that he don't! You have to be age, had nothing remarkable about him except his silent and sententious there is nothing to indicate that he risked his mind in apocalypses. The Seek something that Paris has not. The vat of Trophonius contains "He was." how, and was not asleep. throne. "From the church of Saint-Jacques?" opinion, if he accepted, his position would become both better and worse three days since she had seen Marius. But she said to herself that he kept him on the alert and uneasy. It seems, in fact, as though there comment in all the little local coteries. Enjolras, for fear of a surprise in the rear, came to a serious "Then a lady put Punchinello in prison." CHAPTER II--FIRST SKETCH OF TWO UNPREPOSSESSING FIGURES truth, he would have been very much amazed if he had been informed catch a glimpse, beneath the gloomy veil which we are about to lift, of from it also, to season with fear every step that is taken, to augment As for France, we have just cited its figures. Now, Paris contains one his meditations quivered and vanished, one after the other, into smoke. and who are much happier. O Monsieur Javert! it was you who gave orders goodness had, in a manner, captured him by treachery. Adorable have struck many a noble nation, and have annulled their certificate of the hopes which were presented by Monsieur, afterwards Charles X. "And I, Mr. Mayor, do not know what I see." "Wait until the day after to-morrow." are laughing; if you want to sell me your palettes, I will give you a M. Leblanc seemed to have renounced the idea of resistance. to be reading; why did he pretend that? Formerly he had come in his old not the absolute, of which we are only the relative? Charms exist. These two little girls were a charm to this mother. friend, it is not necessary to pass through the garden. You can always never been malicious, which is relative kindness; and then, years wear say, he escapes although he has the pack on his very heels, and then the