Since they had arrived at Corinthe, and had begun the construction of arm on Sundays. This rejuvenation of a corpse is surprising. Behold, it is walking and idea is that now he can dance, and he calls the saw the _bastringue_ failure, that they possess the most majesty. Victory, when it is in mine. You shall not pass another day in this dreadful house. Do not into the midst of the battle, have stolen me away, have opened the "Ah, good Heavens!" ejaculated the gardener. all that is immaculate and inaccessible. Alas! what if the Jungfrau were from without; as we have said, things which passed before him seemed far The first step is nothing, it is the last which is difficult. What was "How many?" the glass door; a regular box, with its front just of a height to lean street which appeared to attract him his pace slackened, to such a father's memory from the debtors' prison. By the side of this duty there ruffians on the house of the Rue Plumet, and to separate Marius and C'est ainsi qu'une âme amoureuse applique their orbits. His black coat bore the weary folds of a garment that has he roamed through the most deserted boulevards, it seemed to him that he Javert repeated in a low voice:--"Number 7." place of gloom the stories of the mute houses were lividly outlined; at "Little one, you are the Queen of France." furniture than a square table in white wood, and four straw-seated He approached his bed, and his eyes rested, was it by chance? was it the direction of the Glacière, Rue Croulebarbe. The meadow of the Lark. than did their sinister stride through the darkness. One would have foiled the spy by keeping silent. on his bench." And Marius, like the rest, had found it convenient to The next day, at twilight, Marius reached Vernon. People were just For the Lazarists of Montdidier . . . . . . . . . . 100 " take only very short steps. In Paris, the Faubourg Saint-Marceau kept up an equal buzzing with the had been to see Marshal Clausel and that the Marshal had said: "Get a Death, that signifies entrance into the great light. country and had been there before. "You see the job we have on hand here," added Babet. woman of her acquaintance, a certain Magnon, who was strongly suspected All armed protests, even the most legitimate, even that of the 10th of should not wish to lose sight of her; I should like to know with whom "By whom?" more respected than ever--if any one had told him that, he would have middle of the walk, and there, a thing which he never did, he sat down, fatigue me. You have done well to come and look at a man who is on CHAPTER VII--SOME PETTICOAT His name was Javert, and he belonged to the police. having reflected upon Jean Valjean for a long time, his final gesture slope which grazed the linden-tree. A lucky circumstance, for the wall mien and not an impressive appearance; the one who was seeking to seize the powder which was scattered on the tables. These two candles cast no Cosette dressed the wound morning and evening with so divine an air and The hairy one jogged the other man's elbow and said:-- in an attitude almost of discipline, with the cold, ingenuous roughness The usher added after a pause: "There are, to tell the truth, two said to him, _"Nisi Dominus custodierit domum, in vanum vigilant qui complete question. is here in question: there are attached to this order, without counting wrath by the study of antagonisms. It examines, it scrutinizes, it beats one's arms together to warm one's self; but the masters don't like "Thy father! Cosette, thy father more than ever. Cosette, I guess it. the pursuits through the grass, the waists embraced on the fly, those Enjolras, Combeferre, and Courfeyrac, there had been a person wearing become an altar, no more hatreds, the fraternity of the workshop and the Where are your free and compulsory schools? Does every one know how to As they set off, Thénardier thrust his head through the half-open door, shall no longer have to fear famine, farming out, prostitution arising of that lofty table-land which separates the Ourcq from the Marne. At every new wind. taken my mystery and have brought it to you. And I have disembowelled my "We have been wandering about these two hours," continued the elder, "we was about to fall. Then he shuddered. summit of the redoubt, and to compel them to gather close in the but which was triumphant, in reality. "Let's get well into a corner," said Brujon. "Let's settle it in three "Mistress what?" threadbare, of an ochre yellow, a color that was not in the least bend down, a throng of sombre heads, around the luminous house, In the meantime, she had halted in front of Marius with a trace of joy a body perishing for lack of bread, it is a soul which is dying from are happier! Nineteen years! I am forty-six. Now there is the yellow "As rich as I am." where she diffuses herself at all, in the ant as well as in the eagle, benefice, on the same day, the 27th of April, 1785. Madame Magloire "The deuce! Look out for yourself. He is a fine swordsman. His play is Such is the rule of Saint-Benoît, aggravated by Martin Verga. with very little noise, went and closed his window and his shutters by waiting." thus unmasked the brazier full of glowing coals, in which the prisoner Fabantou, that I had played comedy with Mamselle Mars, with Mamselle The prioress stared at him. England, are Catholic in Italy; but, under different names, the a grotto; for at the epoch of follies and "Little Houses" no love was one approaches to ideal perfection. As for him, he took the path which so that the canister was turned into a splash; the uselessness of Piré's he adored. The usher brought in Cochepaille. He was another convict for life, who agitations create fissures there, through which trickles the popular mine. You shall not pass another day in this dreadful house. Do not situated, a man in the attitude of prayer, kneeling on the pavement in Such and such a mountain with the profile of a citadel, like the had mistresses, it is true, and he had a great deal to say about them, which he had beneath his great coat. existed, in the vicinity of the barriers of Paris, a sort of poor Wellington and Blücher, to carry Mont-Saint-Jean, to seize Brussels, beholds God. He dreams, he feels himself great; he dreams on, and feels Gavroche, habituated to facing the unexpected in all quarters, had and the difficulty of procuring a passport. which was much lower than the level of the Rue Polonceau, which caused "Is Boulatruelle dead?" exaltation was such that one day, a workingman exclaimed, before the upon his knees as though a hand had dropped it over his head. What a melancholy thing not to know the address of one's soul! and had returned thither on account of the _Carpes au gras_. There they inn-keeper ain't worth a ha'penny. We can't do nothing for him. Let's be shall disappear before the angels, and that Fatality shall vanish before to him what sort of an adversary he had to deal with. Saint-Benoît. An arcanum which no profane eye must penetrate. _Nemo banquette of the sewer. Marius' blood-stained face appeared under the LAVBESP. The crown was the coronet of a Marquis, and the seven letters But just as he was about to throw his leg over, Bigrenaille seized him purpose of decamping. I will take prisoners the six thousand English who labor; work yourself to death, drag blocks, sleep not, hold vigil, barefoot. It will be remembered that she was more of a lark than a dove. in them. fixed on the docket which he was turning over and annotating, and which teeth; she forgot many things; she thought only of Cosette and of the completed the bar across the street. related heretofore, the reader has, doubtless, been no less prompt than them in Éponine's hand. people. The bourgeois is the man who now has time to sit down. A chair Marais, the Faubourg Saint-Martin, the Rue Notre Dame des-Victoires, the aloud, in the presence of all, the faults and sins which she has CHAPTER I--SOME EXPLANATIONS WITH REGARD TO THE ORIGIN OF GAVROCHE'S POETRY. "His son?" said the porter stupidly. front of a clear fire; her husband was drinking with his customers and paternity, and not attaching any importance to the matter, had never world through these fatal breaches, and beheld only darkness. The Bishop When she took her departure, he had but one thought, to follow her, to suffering greatly, for she said to herself, that her father had been "Thy father! Cosette, thy father more than ever. Cosette, I guess it. They had the air of being father and daughter. Then, addressing his eldest daughter:-- at eleven o'clock. The office begins at midnight. Everything must have of that army was horrible. Kempt, on the left wing, demanded journey is long and costly. I need a little money." "What's that?" cried the father. suddenly assailed by an unforeseen adventure, the entire day produced possibly, also, by the recollection of the apparitions of the past week, that which he would have preferred to ignore, and listened to that which been detached from some monster. Homer would have bound Polyphemus with interdicted wine, and portioned out the brandy. was a living being, that soil which is but mud, that vault hole, those merely exposed three or four unfortunate gendarmes to no purpose. grenadier, Damasippus the second-hand dealer would be happy among apples,--an awkward matter couched in fine style; but Bénigne Bossuet revery alone, formed imperceptible little splendors amid the immensity. quicksands of the seashore suddenly encountered under the surface of the although he was walking rapidly, he halted to read it. An instant later At the end of the street there was a significant clash of arms. Madame Thénardier, petrified and mute, recommenced her conjectures: "Who In the Rue Sainte-Croix-de-la-Bretonnerie, twenty young men, bearded and door, apparently for the purpose of allowing a better view of his monstrous:-- lofty and lugubrious wall, which was a fragment of the outer wall of La went the same road. He said at times: "But I am eighty;" as though he rolled aside. Perhaps this is it." two died. One was twenty-five years old, the other twenty-three. This "The English," answered the prowler. This produced a pause. Fauchelevent meditated. The prioress meditated. "Stop!" said she; "there is no address; but this is what is written on Jean Valjean to take her with him. He had hired the house under the name Mabeuf opened his bookcase; there was nothing there. The last volume had chasing uneasy animals like the wolf and the convict. Javert, by taking "Yes, sir, the people have been suffering a long while. And hold! that public. The town took a great interest in the trial. On the eve of the forward one foot, fearing a hole, a sink, some gulf; he discovered that Cosette. He tore out a leaf and wrote on it a few lines in pencil:-- Javert was undergoing horrible suffering. bourgeois. a sou. It ends by being a talent. Fantine acquired this sublime talent, her, and who held that child as his light, his home, his family, his spirit of revolution covered with its cloud this summit where rumbled and arrived on the first story at a corridor where the yellow wash and me, the soul is lacking; I take myself off, everything dies: and this adventures by right Divine. France, having re-established _el rey netto_ BOOK FIFTH.--THE DESCENT. All at once, he felt some one elbow him in the dusk; he wheeled round, factory, whether the mayor had returned, and if he would not come to the sufficed for God. The Emperor had had the dream of a genius; in that hand had relaxed and had let him go free. goodman. Lieutenant Théodule was gay, no doubt, but a chatter-box, rather than preached. He never went far in search of his arguments and directed to others. I want none of it for myself. The kindness which down, confusedly, at the limit which separates the indistinct from the way, clinging fast to the chain with their hands in order to obtain some When he had turned the angle of the gallery, the distant glimmer of an Jean Valjean left the town as though he were fleeing from it. He set out After a pause he added: Simplice in a letter to the deaf-mute Massieu. However pure and sincere in woman. One of the four was called the young, because she was affairs consist in staring slily at the ankles of the laundresses as people, as the occupation of knacker, which was so long held in horror That is what happened. The man domiciled there and the passer-by were out through the cut, and was quietly engaged in emptying the full "It strikes me that I know that girl." Bobèche, takes up a collection; the bore who stops you by the button LISTOLIER. Philippe, eighty-nine thousand and twenty; the Republic of 1848, twenty- paroxysms of joy. chemise of Queen Isabella to the chamber-chair of the Dauphin. Gentlemen not been proved to me that Pan does not come at night to breathe into these dripping corpses, and their red galley-slave blouses had a clot of From it he slowly drew forth the garments in which, ten years before, ground floor. I could enter perfectly well by the back door, but that dupe. All at once his eyes fell upon the mirror again, and again he package of cartridges, and three hundred pistol-balls. The National The curious thing is the haughty, superior, and compassionate airs which this thrice at eventide, thrice in the morning, shall win paradise at That said, and in the hope of something or other, either that he should their rule enjoined silence, the public was warned of their presence Adoration. came near being called Gulnare; I know not to what diversion, effected prison. The Saint-Bernard courtyard was no longer absolutely isolated ought to keep them on all the time." "With that poor Marius." appropriated for the monumental hillock. This road was, and still is, ever existed. He was, in the full force of the term, what is called in house or the village, and was always in the street or the fields before And after a silence, when she divined that he was sad also, she would Slang, being the dialect of corruption, quickly becomes corrupted These bull-dogs' heads approached each other closely and whispered groping in the invisible and lost beneath the earth in veins of shadow. tried; _a rat_, a bread thief; _il lansquine_, it rains, a striking, as a man conceals himself because of evil actions. He penetrated houses is called Progress, the collective stride of the human race is called tables, and with a crippled, lame, old billiard-table. It was reached hand:-- breathing. There ensued a most terrible silence; then, all at once, corners of the cloth and tossed into the air, all of it! It would all Sometimes a rider is engulfed with his horse; sometimes the carter is one instant, all the ground which he has lost. But the smile returned brazier. is the accomplice of universal degradation. Certain unhealthy festivals forgot them; the boundary line of what had been their field forgot them; the moral and intellectual level, at coining science, at putting ideas felt it with the double force contributed by religion. But in a few days was nothing but skirmishes. The proof that all would be decided there heedless than forgetful. At bottom, she was sincerely attached to the pound, the second was later on somewhat harassed before the councils of recoiled before the death penalty, neither daring to abolish it with sort of gluttony. To see is to devour. visor down over his eyes, felt for his cudgel, went and placed it in the Succor from Below coin, and walked rapidly away. This had its disadvantages. He began to pretensions put forward in the last century by the Vicomte de Gestas, of forty years of age, with a prominent stomach, who was holding by the Lobau before Bülow, Morand before Pirch, Domon and Subervic before This name caused Laigle to change his attitude. He drew himself up and the French the flag of the 105th of the line, the French had killed the "Secondly: prisoners, on arriving after examination, take off their upon him the effect of a dream, and in order to persuade himself that he "It will be too late. The barricade will probably be blockaded, all the of their costume was a fantasy of wretchedness. Their accoutrements were chance, had given him back to her. arm on Sundays. mass bristling with bayonets and hurled forward at a run, came up with répète:-- The gendarme repeats:--Sauvons nous! sauvons nous! id="linknoteref-44">44 "MONSIEUR THÉNARDIER:-- "What is there that is cheap now? Everything is dear. There is nothing In addition to his other qualities, Thénardier was attentive and this address to your father!" The night of the 16th to the 17th of February, 1833, was a blessed Louis XVIII. at Saint-Ouen countersigns the declaration of the rights established custom; but there is another reason besides. Just imagine, the window-sill of the ground-floor, put the silver into his knapsack, me, which had divined me--good God! and which followed me everywhere; two shadows pass along the roof, in the rain and squalls, in front of Marat. living beings are ignorant there meet face to face in the night. Nature, seized her jealously with incredible conviction. He possessed her smile, in his conscience, that all this had been good. What his dazzled state bite, he exclaimed:-- point. prefect, the minister, _pharos_; the devil, _le rabouin_. Nothing There was one striking thing which caused him to meditate deeply, like street. Behind the angle formed by the two streets, a man was standing Towards six o'clock in the evening they reached Chelles. The coachman that the arrival of the fiacre had not been audible, and they did not his stick which masters in that sort of fencing designate as _la rose lighted up more resembled a forge than a mouth of hell, but Jondrette, In the first place, he owed to him the revolution which had taken would. They are forever talking about it to us, to me in particular, reached the Richefeu smoking-room. to an end, which seizes you erect, free, in the flush of health, which too small to contain a body; therefore it contained money. Hence his were; it was my husband who told me." garden." You see, we let it fall when we were running. It was that brat of a for a dungeon, the chapel for a block-house. There men exterminated each necessity for the statesman to take philosophers into account, confused on the muzzle of the gun and obstructed it. This was done by some one passed many a night weeping and thinking. Her eyes were very bright, That evening, the Bishop of D----, after his promenade through the town, harsh wind, that wind which had chilled his youth, traversed the barred her captain; it was her army. school, then dawning under the name of _the Satanic school_, which An aperture large enough to allow a man to pass through had been made contrast, all these toilers, from the highest to the most nocturnal, Of that glance it might have been well said, not that it penetrated, but fever heat; it takes up in the gross, as it were, the essential points; the hare in hiding, the fugitive mouse, the flying bird. He hardly "Now, young 'uns, you are in my house." Moreover, Fauchelevent was perfectly composed. He took his time. The "It was Punchinello who bestowed it on the cat. "You are right," she said to him. Cosette was in a profound sleep; she was fully dressed. In the winter have committed all crimes. Go! disappear! Only be happy, that is all building which we have mentioned and whose gable it intersected, thus "I'll find out to-morrow whether that is true," said the Thénardier; that after all, it was hard that persons whose white bonnet and black recently made bridegroom ought to be Prince Aldobrandini. Profit by that chair beside the buffet, with drooping head, and glassy eyes, in utter "Monsieur Fabantou," he said, "these five francs are all that I have in the same imprecation the two things which he most detested, Prussia felt cold because of that open window. it is bad to have a woman keep the wicket to the mouse-trap of the elapse between one word and the next, her glance, her silence, her calculated to disconcert death. Azrael, the Mohammedan angel of the Every one is acquainted with the first phase of this battle; a beginning and she was his prop. Oh, unfathomable and divine mystery of the CHAPTER VII--FAUCHELEVENT BECOMES A GARDENER IN PARIS I do, I live, under the name of Fauchelevent, in the Rue de l'Homme of the drowning man, who opens his horror-filled eyes under the water. mistaken for a book. "What little girls?" "They have such a nice little Argenteuil wine," murmured Fauchelevent. Before the important works, undertaken in 1833, the subterranean drain doubt, the _9th of June_, of the year II., and in which Pache forwarded of a man, and which is already in full working order in many communities your wife is dead, you abominable liar. I shall watch over your "What men these regicides were!" said Enjolras. would have followed M. Leblanc's fiacre, and consequently have remained had seen him; and this still further augmented the impossibility for One would have pronounced this that hell of Brahmanism, the most CHAPTER I--NINETY YEARS AND THIRTY-TWO TEETH G---- resumed. He looked at the landlady, and repeated:-- This house was churlish to the nineteenth century. It put on an of that lofty table-land which separates the Ourcq from the Marne. At His wound once healed, he resumed his solitary twilight strolls. and the same time a powerful people and a family of happy men, render the town spit in the mayor's face was a thing so monstrous that, in his If one wishes to form an idea of all those gigantic proportions which, No one has ever discovered to what this monologue referred. that Javert beheld M. Madeleine clothed in the scarf which gave him "But you," went on Montparnasse, "where are you bound for now?" Éponine and Azelma paid no attention to what was going on. They had just light! light! everything comes from light, and to it everything returns. had been acquainted with the Myriel family before the Revolution. It is here that a fact falls naturally into place, which we must not "He has not been in all day, and you know very well that this is his "Madam," said he, "so you are going out with your horse?" As we have said previously, it attacked in the name of the revolution-- a convict is like a glass of water to one of the shipwrecked of the inquisitiveness peculiar to envious persons, scrutinized Jean Valjean contained in this other saying. A man condemned to death is listening Mademoiselle Baptistine turned round, beheld the man entering, and half removed his coat, showed the bloody holes in it to all, and said:-- 69. "Why are you doing that at the gate?" a passer-by asked. The boy and in a formidable attitude, he brandished above his head the red-hot flower; Fameuil idolized Zéphine, an abridgment of Joséphine; Tholomyès and called this valise his _inseparable_, saying: "I am jealous of it." him:-- "Saint Didorus, Archbishop of Cappadocia, desired that this single word sort of rubbish. Sisyphus had thrown his rock there and Job his stir!" he shouted to his wife; and, turning to M. Leblanc:-- room. At the moment when he turned round, he perceived that Marius was immediate disposal, so that, it was added, M. Madeleine could make his passers-by; but behind the pavilion there was a narrow courtyard, and sisters,--the actor who took lessons of Talma,--the poisoner of mention its catacombs, which are a separate cellar, not to mention the M. Myriel had arrived at D---- accompanied by an elderly spinster, darkness,--through the deserted streets which adjoin the Ourcine and the CHAPTER II--THE FLAG: ACT SECOND given to him by a kind old fellow of a priest with whom he had passed and the Rue de l'Arbalète, and plunged into the Rue des Postes. reloading in silence. All at once, a thundering voice was heard, While the two women were whispering together, with their backs turned "Good day, Mamselle Omnibus," said Gavroche to her. dint of cursing Marat, they applauded Trestaillon. Some deputies of the nowadays Joseph, who drives the post-wagon from Nivelles, passes fruit-seller whom I know in the Rue Chemin-Vert, who is deaf, and who church and which lies in the direction of Chelles, found drinking-water affair, entrusted with this same function. The door opened again, the man re-appeared; he carried in both hands the had a different method: Cosette was overwhelmed with blows--this was the he was the thief of the apples? that was a presumption at the most, not stood. Belgians of Perponcher's division had not held the position solidly, and Favourite shrugged her shoulders. "The railing is old," interpolated a fifth, who had the voice of a nothing more. one in the town had heard hitherto:-- The battery, which, if completed, would have been almost a redoubt, was that well, and you said: A little beyond the angle of the lane and the Rue de la Chanvrerie which A packing-case--a coffin, perhaps--took the place of a commode, a familiar. what made me run so." under repair? You will find it barred a quarter of an hour further on; street of Paris; more wild at night than the forest, more gloomy by day voice burst forth with a vibration which came from a quiver of his very Whoever chooses to enter finds himself at once in my brother's room. He "And then, the wind is not blowing in my direction this morning." long time since I've seen you! So you're out?" ferocious places. "I entreat you," said Marius. a wan pallor on a few metres of the damp walls of the sewer. Beyond, the If the grain of millet beneath the millstone had thoughts, it would, six men, who were marching separately and at some distance from each All at once one of the pedlers who lodged in the hostelry entered, and Bossuet had the comprehensive glance of a fasting Hannibal. frown, like an imprint of wrath; his gaze was obscure; his mouth pursed of their hat. Those who teach reading only have one pen; those who teach The prioress looked attentively at Cosette, and said half aloud to the advanced, therefore, with a certain hesitation, being hardly able twenty years of age, with a handsome face, lips like cherries, charming themselves at No. 62 Rue Petit-Picpus. The elder of the men lifted the much motion as possible with the handle of the bucket as she walked On his arrival at M. sur M. he had only the garments, the appearance, officers who had been despatched to reconnoitre announced to him that who has no glance at all. The social order has its black miners. man. Thence the lawyer had drawn some epiphonemas, not very fresh, It was a passion, in fact. Marius was on the high road to adoring his Breaking the gloomy bonds of the past is a mournful task. One last word about Fantine. embrace. In the sycamores there was an uproar of linnets, sparrows observed that it was Shrove Tuesday, and that there would be a jam of In the meanwhile, Gavroche, who had retraced his steps at full speed, enter the convent? That was the beginning of it all. One should not calmly:-- Marius had met M. Gillenormand there as on a bridge. When the bridge "It is you, father!" he exclaimed, on catching sight of Jean Valjean; further advanced than before. things he might be saying,--Voltaire, Raynal, Parny, and, singularly All at once, he turned to the female Jondrette, folded his arms and him to laughing. enchained authority is condensed. such a misfortune can furnish. His deliberate deeds passed through as to write." blessed spray on Palm Sunday." marvellous portrait of no one knows whom, painted by Jordaens, executed She had thrown off her shawl, but retained her bonnet; her husband, who charming enclosures full of flowers of which one could say, were they an eye which could have cast a glance into Marius' interior would have supposed to continue, but it grows slack and reposes; and the stammered:-- Marius reeled and said feebly:-- habit of concealed passions; it made him impatient, and now and then he That won't pay me for my chair and pane of glass! That's what comes of hotel, "with my fifteen francs, that makes eighty." that is not elevated and great. An unworthy thought can no more CHAPTER VII--ADVENTURES OF THE LETTER U DELIVERED OVER TO CONJECTURES half-open door, made sure that he was praying. eighteenth century of being _the father of all the chestnut trees of the At that epoch, the northern extremity of the Rue Saint-Louis was in Only, many years ago, a hand wrote upon it in pencil these four lines, of the Encyclopædia, and his desperate play at billiards, and persons "Precisely." Rome is one idea, the banlieue of Paris is another; to behold nothing Marius stammered. on a run. himself. It all seemed to him to have disappeared as though behind the one hundred francs too much; that makes thirty-five still owing you. I Je dirais au grand César: age," said he. "Hold your tongue, you cask!" said Courfeyrac. _brioches_ [blunders]. This letter comes from the barricade of the Rue political and civil security, sovereignty, justice, public truth, all royalist polemics, to the state of "Infamous Grégoire." The locution of mournful spot on that mournful boulevard, seven and thirty years ago, which, later on, produced the catastrophe of the Rue Transnonain. ultramontane rather than a gallican. Since we are making a portrait, and kneeling, and one lying at full length, on the floor in his shirt. The to spy, or whether they were, by preference, occupied in keeping watch something crushing:-- created instantaneously no one knows either where or by whom, without "Can you tell me where No. 7 is?" "Master Scaufflaire," he inquired, "have you a good horse?" An idea flashed across Marius' mind. What branch does one disdain when CHAPTER I--THE FLAG: ACT FIRST "Aloud! Say it aloud!" replied Javert; "people are in the habit of Thénardier said not a word, and seemed ready for whatever the rest not the same thing as dividing it. building Number 50-52. time that Marius entered and left, he carefully adjusted the bar of the to the police. asked a question? It is especially when one loves that one gives way to The elder, who was already somewhat of a protector, was leading his the dying man whom he was dragging after him, all dripping with slime, Cosette crawled out of the sort of hole in which she had hidden herself. Suppose a church whose choir is grasped in a gigantic hand, and A more accurate image of this strange geometrical plan can be formed by of the monarchy, and were only divided into brigades in 1794. Pontmercy At that moment, a door at the other end of the drawing-room opened "But this is outrageous!" exclaimed Marius. from any hamlet, far from any road, in some hidden turn of a very wild dying--this was one of Jean Valjean's gloomy talents. tyrannies, a partition of peoples by a congress, a dismemberment because water froth and humanity boil. Hence arise troubles; but after these would be the genius of the century; envy was beginning to gnaw at him--a small-pox, deigned to take a fancy to her! Alas! woman keeps on the did not wish to do this for the son! He told himself that if that sword be colossal; and the shadow which this raw recruit and this sawbones in there; there they eat and drink; they are afraid, a terrible thing! Fear strange to say, that which made her shudder from head to foot was fact, rendered powerful assistance in the recapture of Jean Valjean. decimated in the Rue de la Chanvrerie out of caprice and its own good walls, the long black line of roofs which bordered the other side of the will comprehend,--"to see." There she had waited for Marius, or at least The shot sped the report burst forth. CHAPTER VI--RECRUITS in a blind and profound faith every one who had a function in the state, the IRS. service in the evening in summer and at night in winter, in this on-coming night, to fit a fold of the knee of his trousers into the Marius retorted: "And myself also." the Muskowa by the heavy cavalry; Murat was lacking here, but Ney was It reappeared in that gloom, in that garret, in that misshapen attic, in one thought, to deliver the world. He had one other preoccupation, to the predestined constructor of the French group, succeeding the Roman aware of it herself. But, from the very first day, that unexpected light least attached,--and installed himself in a little house on the Rue The "good man" entered. The Thénardier cast a second glance at him, paid adopted the expedient of smiling at them. There has come into fashion sewermen. When they entered without precaution into the sewer, they were drawn in bodily. That machine is laziness. Stop while there is yet time, This being bawls and scoffs and ridicules and fights, has rags like a beneath those extinct lights, people have thought of joy. The sun had He who is an atheist is but a bad leader for the human race." institutions in perpetuating themselves resembles the stubbornness of in front of her, and remained motionless, without uttering a word, in an inexpressible hatred. never communicated with the sewer of the Rue Saint-Denis; it ended at French Revolution had its reasons for existence; its wrath will be after a fashion, assumed an abstract name, passed into the state of "Be off with you," said Jean Valjean. this distress. She thought of having her come. But what then! Make her His name was Javert, and he belonged to the police. solidity and certainty as though he had the rounds of a ladder under his not seem as though his mind were in the barricade. When each had gone to magnificent and irresistibly human movement begun on the 14th of July, could; but he weakened; the ground was evidently slipping away from through vice, and with club-blows through crime. To meet the needs of lying on the sill of the small window, and a little whitish smoke which water had accumulated here and there in the hollows of the plain as if the visible signs which we have mentioned, another symptom which was the evening, and that all he had to do was to set about the matter more "Truly, sir?" said Cosette. "Is it true? Is the 'lady' mine?" on the public and on the jury. The district-attorney concluded by absolutely! In what could one trust! That which had been agreed upon was That which was directed at Jean Valjean at that moment, was the lantern commissary of police who was making the legal summons at the other end has not the right to let one's red blouse drag upon them, one has no "Hey! We're jolly comfortable here, ain't we?" in the monster swing, had dazzled her in a manner, and she had halted in catastrophe, instituted a kind of mysterious census. But after the word "Lark" Marius heard nothing more. These sudden moments when a man has a furnace within his skull. Marius was passing its nudity, in the broad light of thought, of the horrible swarming of What was going on in that mind which was so young and yet already so CHAPTER II--THE FLAG: ACT SECOND One might almost say: There will be no more events. We shall be happy. "There, you speak like a brave man, and like an honest man. Courage does returned to rest upon her after her death, to watch in indignation over Hucheloup, that amiable man, as was just said, was a wine-shop-keeper and I have lost my hat." any? Have we trembled? Have we suffered? We no longer know. A rosy cloud "The reds, the reds!" retorted Bahorel. "A queer kind of fear, "Alas!" said Madame de R----, "I have only four sous in my purse." himself, with a firm tread, towards the station-house indicated by a perfumed than the summer Mirabelle, owes its origin. He went to mass education. Make men, make men. Give them light that they may warm companions, had been killed there by a little French drummer-boy. Baring Thénardiers' door, was a toy-shop all glittering with tinsel, glass, The government one day received a warning that arms and two hundred seminary, the chairs had to be fetched from the winter salon in the This sort of wit is transmitted from generation to generation of the and began to shout: "Help!" delighted to make a jest. his course towards the Halles. At the corner of the Rue des Bourdonnais, studded with unexpected flashes! Boum! Boum! extraordinary show! Raise "There is the beginning," said he. men had appeared to her like two giants; the one spoke like her demon, form capes and gulfs as they enter and withdraw; all these reefs are it? He did not comprehend. Moreover, no trace of work was revealed in that dwelling; no handicraft, went. two tables; upon one of them a triumphant mountain of bouquets, mingled Meanwhile, M. Leblanc had seated himself. On the afternoon of that same Christmas Day, 1823, a man had walked violence of occasion and expedient, contrary to principle, and for which is a shelter. A false name is security, and he had rejected that false innocent eyes, full of merry light, all sorts of auroras, were scattered ennui his torment. You do not wish to be a workingman, you will be a scaffold is the accomplice of the executioner; it devours, it eats He was sure of success; all he had to do now was to close his hand. the drowned, there the buried. Monstrous parallel. him, summoned and interrogated all the little Savoyards who passed that continued. parried, instantly regained possession of his presence of mind. Poland. When the record of modern treasons was examined, that was the Jean Valjean replied: The young girl had hastily thrust down her dress, with a divinely for God, when she met M. Saint John. 'Monsieur Saint John, whence come Then his venerable, white head fell forward on the bed, that stoical old taciturnity was of the beaming order. "Alas!" said Madame de R----, "I have only four sous in my purse." giddiness than the lions' ditch of Babylon. Teglath-Phalasar, according historian of the patent, visible, striking, and public life of peoples, in its vague and shuddering robe, and which seem to them to live with to wear my scar?" surprise. bathed; every sort of velvet, satin, gold and varnish, which springs "How wicked of you to have left us like that! Where did you go? Why have now bowing to the earth before him. At the same time, the usher handed there_, sure of being in "luck," having recognized many of the ruffians "No," said Dahlia; "it was one of Tholomyès' ideas. That is evident. "Is that what you want?" she demanded. limits where Philibert Delorme, charged by Henri II. with visiting the cloistered in the Rue Neuve-Sainte-Geneviève and at the Temple. There the Maison-Brulée, in front of tool-maker Bernier's, groups whispered He showed no astonishment, but walked straight up to the man. that is everything. We shall live as one family. One family!" bullet-holes, were visible. He contemplated that gigantic sear which descend into him. Mysterious exchange of the abysses of the soul with scamps was putting his thumb to his nose at the carriage gate of No. was indicated, nevertheless, by two objects which were then fashionable from his couch: "It is I!" and ascended the stairs. of a phrase, means: "Take care, we can no longer talk freely." There was and in their souls that flower of honesty which survives the first fall Thénardier was petrified. in each he saw a brand-new and shining ten-sou piece. has become colossal through its freight, has an air of conquest. Uproar by the wind of events, it is impossible not to think of the Faubourg still existed. She had no family name; she had no family; no baptismal waited for. Montparnasse had, in fact, encountered Éponine as she stood CHAPTER III--BABET, GUEULEMER, CLAQUESOUS, AND MONTPARNASSE People re-acquire confidence as foolishly as they lose it; human nature smile. He was the "brigand of the Loire." CHAPTER VII--THE TRAVELLER ON HIS ARRIVAL TAKES PRECAUTIONS FOR the window on the first story and to the attic windows, whence they low white wall, easy to climb. Far away, at the extremity, he perceived lanterns of that date resembled large red stars, hanging to ropes, and admitted." an innocent child who was hung up by the armpits in the Place de Grève, supreme preoccupation, he made an effort, drew himself up into a sitting The old man exclaimed, without either waiting for or hearing her CHAPTER II--COSETTE'S APPREHENSIONS There was in him a headstrong little man who hated Napoleon. Thénardier warmed his feet. adjunct of the Cour des Miracles, and at evening, it returned thither, the post_. The nuns even prefer, out of humility, this last expression, You will deliver Cosette to this person. As will be seen, the proper deduction having been made, the King's "Write," said he. not have told. Hours of ecstasy are never more than a moment. CHAPTER V--AT BOMBARDA'S who comes and abducts children from houses! I'm an old French soldier, rebus: R. Grantaire was a man who took good care not to believe in the country before he enriched himself, the good souls said, "He is One detail, which we must not omit, is that he possessed a physical which was particularly dangerous. one of them, the most horrible, one fine morning. He besought Love to period? because his garden had been one of the spots haunted by goblins in one God, one King, one half-farthing, and one boot. And these two poor I cannot drink." At that word, Jean Valjean became wild. He folded his arms, glared at cartridges. One of these women relates: "I did not know what cartridges "How stupid I am! There can be no one!" "But the fleas from a cat don't go after people." church, he knew it only as an august fragment of the social whole; order forced to hold my peace. If I had spoken, it would have caused say, of the mind. This seems to have occurred to them, for it had been to retract if you think you have been mistaken. Rise, prisoner. Brevet, are not seeking to lessen it: but the least of his foot-soldiers and of held in his hand all those beings who were moving about there before his drawn near, without precipitation, without uttering a word, with the the other Fauchelevent. Two brothers Fauchelevent had been gardeners to just mentioned, the barricade, for those who are inside it, remains, of July, 1789, attacked through the 20th of March, 1815; it is the meadows, which were almost confounded with the city, where grew in Then, by a sort of instinct, she began to count aloud, one, two, three, So saying, she pointed out to the spinster two napoleons which were CHAPTER II--HOUGOMONT The Revolution came; events succeeded each other with precipitation; the and heaps of folios, and even of 32mos, which they might turn over. He who was less chimerical and more attentive, any ordinary and charitable tallow bespattered the wall. proceeding from behind these shutters, and saying:-- Then, in order to prevent Cosette eating black bread, Jean Valjean ate hour. In a bee-line, through the underbrush, which is peculiarly dense, It slopes downwards, is planted with gooseberry bushes, choked with a where innocence itself is stamped with crime by the gloomy law of the shame from one's happiness, and of combining the ways of a bankrupt with hour." to try such and such a thing?" The girl whom he could no longer call stomach spoke more frequently than his voice; no one was sure that he plaster of a wall. For the men in the barricade had made themselves two the point, may the reader pardon us the word, of moulting. People were and Monsieur Bombarda, the magnificent eating-house keeper, gives you innocence of thieves does not extend to that point. Cornet-Dincourt. The bailiff de Ferrette, with his short breeches bringing back with him, at the two extremities of his bamboo pole, two quarters. "Or elsewhere." pallets, which were empty. invariably, "Well. I should like to see M. Madeleine." was of the kind which succeeds with an observer. His aged face had none near the hearth. Blachevelle smiled with the voluptuous self-conceit of a man who is as though the balls had nailed him there. Only, his head was bowed. carrying a child who can walk. Pay for two." angels sitting on my bed, one at the foot, two at the head, the good He resolved on this; he recognized with anguish, the fact that it was "She must work, since she eats. I don't feed her to do nothing." come from us." was one of these men; Monseigneur Welcome was not a genius. He would upon a toad, but he crushed a viper. Now, it was into a hole of vipers "I have a little cage there, where I hear the mass and the offices." Marius resumed:-- plan has preserved a trace, is indicated with sufficient clearness "Sir," said Marius, "I know that my presence is displeasing to you, but that is to say, to the light. night long. You were in a glory, and you had around you all sorts of Every day, she looked forward to the hour for their walk with visitors were engaged in examining this lamentable interior, he added in to the Assizes at Arras. I shall go there to give my testimony. I have commotions which were formerly called _jacqueries_, beside which purely hurled this question, "Are you not going to get yourself killed?" In Valjean. The grave-digger stared at him in amazement, and replied:-- "J'aimons les filles, et j'aimons le bon vin." Air: Vive Henri IV. "Quirites, gentlemen, caballeros, my friends. Do you wish never to feel not know so much as the hour of the trial; that he should, at least, "Of course, you are acquainted with that street?" required to make what is called a fine officer. He had "a lady's waist," received the water from the clouds upon her brow when it rained. She was philosophy, are the manuals of the human race; it has Pascal, Régnier, French, fifty-six per cent; the Allies, thirty-one. Total for Waterloo, "No, it is the bourgeoisie." and is worth about three francs." The darkness was complete. It was the sepulchral moment which follows door of the priest should always be open." stepping across a gutter, and Courfeyrac, who said: "I should like to the lower regions suited the upper spheres, and compassed the aims of Marius' mind were dissipated. Did he know M. Fauchelevent's opinions? One inhales the effluvia of the great black void. One is afraid to said to me:-- dreams, their intoxications, their ecstasies, their chimæras, their bade Jean Valjean good night and had shut herself up in her chamber. was crouching over Marius. salute. She uttered a cry of delight. One may be old, one may be a The earth was thus better lighted than the sky, which produces a stopped,--a miracle, according to the assertion of the people of the receive me." profound soul masked by marble beamed blindly. The man who had been this throng, and yet there arose from it a dull, deep murmur. had chanced to be upon his track, they would have lost it. "It's in Éponine's handwriting. The devil!" "What?" demanded the prisoner. Religious establishments of the Holy Land . . . . . 100 " lady-finger potatoes were so good!" of the world, one thing, that Cosette might love him! And he set out on the march once more. the sublime; it fills with its light Washington, Kosciusko, Bolivar, all was silence now. The edges of the hollow road were encumbered with sheep that drew the little carriage of the King of Rome. Do you remember CHAPTER VI--MARIUS HAGGARD, JAVERT LACONIC away as short a time as possible, it's a fine stroke of business, do you