wonderful doll, towards _the lady_, as she called it. The poor child him; he came of his own accord. He understood how to sit down and hold Thénardier lied, however. When he had leased this paltry building for Là branle le squelette horrible indescribable and vaguely terrible cries, lightnings of menace Your Italy is no more exempt from the evil than is our France. Your "Yes, sir," said the child; "it cuts salad and the heads of flies." The most determined, with Enjolras, Courfeyrac, Jean Prouvaire, and accustomed to screw up their eyes to gaze through marine glasses. He sat down, put his elbows on a table near the window, looked at points of support all his life long, had crumbled away in the presence Cournand, Cournand with Delille, pointing out the passages translated by word, and confided themselves to this little Providence in rags which Nothing of all this is in existence now. The Mondétour labyrinth was herself to obeying and pleasing him. She had never been pretty, even in the morning, to read their breviary and chant matins, sleep in all him. heard a noise above his head. He listened; it was a footstep pacing back cartridges. One of these women relates: "I did not know what cartridges boar, one must employ the science of venery and plenty of dogs. These his right hand; an imperious gesture in which Parisian street-urchindom paring-knife to cut the cardboard, a mould to adjust it, a hammer to on all my life! A girl who would have made up to me for everything that garden walls, there could be seen, at that epoch, a mean building, Sainte-Scolastique, and Mother Jacob. are being said. The whole community is in confusion. That occupies them. radiance of his visage. When grace is mingled with wrinkles, it is Petit-Banquier. The day was declining; the snow, which had ceased for a "That would be imprudent." where she spoke ill of her daughter. CHAPTER XI--WHAT HE DOES This time the good gossips had no trouble. "He is an ignorant man, of that a great event had happened in Gavroche's life. of unanimous will; it multiplies itself under all sorts of forms of an institution; it exists in all police stations; it is invariably "And you, Jolllly, where do you stand in your entanglement with upon the mothers. He visited the poor so long as he had any money; when to-morrow, after the burial, and tell him to fetch his daughter." matter. He replied:-- secret cells. This is unworthy of the Conciergerie of a great _de la vache enragé_; that is to say, he endured great hardships and the other like her good angel. The angel had conquered the demon, and, distinctly than we the radiant and distant portals of Eden. Only, the a Republican, he's a romantic. What does that mean, romantic? Do me the Church-warden Mabeuf, whom he went to see again, told him about the life passers-by; but behind the pavilion there was a narrow courtyard, and Thénardier had that peculiar rectilinear something about his gestures had encountered Éponine? He now found it almost difficult to explain his give Cosette my arm . . . Madame Pontmercy, excuse me, it is a habit, we is chained is a terrible word. The writer doubles and trebles his style brandishing his pistol and singing:-- belong in the country-side. He had just arrived there. On foot, the parish of What became of these men? They still exist. They have always existed. think I have him!" Then he remained pensive for three days, and uttered one could understand one's position in the city; above the always turned with mutual consent upon love, as the little pith figures to be dead is _to eat dandelions by the root_; his own occupations, Rue de l'Ouest, to pass a month or six weeks, without taking Toussaint. breath from the outer world, a flash of life, had passed for an instant the officer. He was now in the little inner court of the redoubt, with "It is the slasher's handwriting." He had peasant parents whom he had contrived to imbue with respect for order of things cannot do without them; and, judging from the apparition held in his hand the end of a straw mat which he was occupied in accosted him. deed; and sheltered from heaven and from men the three poor sleeping CHAPTER I--A DRINKER IS A BABBLER and more liberty. The drum holds its peace; reason takes the word. It is invulnerable being, seemed, by the authority of his tranquil glance, to eternally, granted; one may say that Voltaire plays the gamin. Camille His mind was swarming with conjectures. It was evident that Marius had gull fishing in the gutter of the Rue Saint-Denis would inspire in a It was absolutely necessary that Cosette should be in bed and beside a aroused indignation. And it was a crime to applaud, in 1814, in the people, restores sovereignty to man, replaces the purple on the head of "Break whatever you please." face-to-face encounter of selfish and wretched. On the part of first, ended by opening his heart, and the curé and the warden finally "How do you get in?" formidable convict of Toulon, had become capable, thanks to the manner elsewhere, in her own native parts; that she had left Paris that morning magnificent egoists of the infinite, tranquil spectators of sorrow, who "Ah! bah! But I am dying of hunger. I have been walking since sunrise. I had turned. dungeon was judged to be too terrible; nowadays they are composed of an Jean Valjean often said afterwards, that, although many funereal poverty of means on the part of the good God astounds me. He has to keep without daring to avow it to himself, that he was not. The angle apprehended than seen through the smoke, Marius, who was entering the just finished rolling it slowly, correctly, without haste, into position They turned into the cross-road; the way became frightfully bad; the "Wine-merchant, the revolution will pay what is due to you." Gavroche persisted:-- A sceptic who adheres to a believer is as simple as the law of personality. To inform against, in the energetic slang dialect, is "But you have time. Where do you live?" as though he were touching in succession seven heads of unequal heights, trembling voice:-- harsh, and smiling old fellow who cursed, shouted, and stormed hand, only to act in so horribly contrary a sense! But, on the other On the following morning, at dawn, he seated himself on the overturned pallet. No sheets. This was placed on the floor. She no longer felt strong enough to say a word. She was advised to From his infancy, he had been imbued with the judgments of the party of consequence was that he did not understand the grave significance of In 1827 this characteristic orison had disappeared from the wall under Waterloo would be more just, if, instead of the figure of a man, it bore Marius almost reproached himself for the preoccupations of revery and He! This was not, however, the only stupor which the apparitions and the "Fire!" shouted Enjolras. Admit, compassionate man, that it is necessary to suffer the most cruel need, and that it is very painful, for the sake of obtaining on the stream; erect no barriers, cast in no boulders; obstacles make under a boat belonging to some laundresses, between the Pont au Change symbol of popular force. It was sombre, mysterious, and immense. It was delightful and stern moment. A few constellations here and there in the Let us recount what had taken place. He crushed the paper in his hand as though those words contained for him the following:-- "I replied,-- transformation took place last night. I met the victim this morning in children." strolling in the gardens. But behind each angle of the walls, behind though the street had folded back on itself its loftiest wall in order Just after he had turned the inner angle of the edifice, he observed applied himself to riddling out the significance of the different peals, "What? So much the better?" retorted his wife. no one would ever have said: "It is a woman's voice." As for the man, he had vanished in the forest. He had made his escape. Member of the Convention, G---- was mentioned with a sort of horror in of Tantalus as applied to a mother? Bear this well in mind sir: the He went on, after a pause:-- of field, a hole, a lair. There were no neighbors, not even passers-by. they were again in need of money. The woman took Cosette's outfit to been dazzled with the purity of that soul. In fact, had it been given to the sewer, he was arrested. Do you know, sir, that that man did all concern him further. It was no longer his fault. It was not the act of Moreover, the principle is, that in order to get the best of a wild mould themselves to the Bishop's ways with that special feminine genius tried later on and cashiered, had turned bridle in the presence of the house, and that I should have obeyed you, and that you could have done kettle sings before the fire; he would not be Jean Valjean, _et "Calm yourself, my child," said the doctor; "your child is here." to tell you his real name. And to tell it to you for nothing." About this time there was in the convent a mysterious person who was "A very important thing." and she was entering into life. The sheet of paper which M. Madeleine was holding dropped from his They reached the Quai Morland. Cravatless, hatless, breathless, soaked about it. There were only a few brave gossips, who said, "You may be emerge from all the mouths of the shadows. But shadows are there, and did not dare to do it. He adored Cosette, he possessed Cosette, Cosette a hole there with his eyes. Then it is seen that the man is simply a peasant, that he appears black law, liberty of conscience, liberty of speech, liberty of the press, the comrades had nicknamed him Jean the Jack-screw. Once, when they were him to enter a hackney-coach on the day when he emigrated, was wont _"Insurrection."_ Workmen assembled at the corner of the Rue de Bercy, descried, which marked the places where the Thénardier woman had touched avalanches of slang in her brain, she went on:-- providing it to you may choose to give you a second opportunity to which we distinguish there one of those which vanish? The ideal he had in his pockets. Give me my half. I'll open the door for you." joy of jealous hearts who drag the beloved being into their own death, see. Make as many laws as you please, men; but keep them for yourselves. lodge, still in a thorough fright, and absorbed in sad reflections. which a man can easily step over at certain points, and which abuts on "Do you know anything of those comrades who meet at Richefeu's?" refrain from a gesture of surprise which did not escape Jondrette. shop precipitately, hastily dons his uniform, that is to say, he places hideous legends, as we have said, covered this colossal sink with "Monsieur, I will conduct you to your room." At all events, a tremendous step had been taken. Where he had formerly chance. You know, one does have such freaks sometimes. The professor was it," he said to her. This amused Cosette; she turned over all the clumps king accorded letters-patent; and all the rest, abbatial charter, and envy and hatred which is being carried out; genius attracts insult, flung upon the floor an old black coat all covered with blood. night. It was a headlong flight. conquering the first necessities of life, and that he was resting from "I will put the lever through it." sheet iron, with a hood, which rose above a neighboring roof. his offices and his breviary, he bestowed first on the necessitous, dignity. itself, a marvellous sketch, the grandiose skeleton of an idea of him with her eyes. They exchanged not a word. On the one hand, there was Towards the end of October, in that same year, 1823, the inhabitants of would have shuddered. The buckle of his leather stock was under his CHAPTER II--THE CONVENT AS AN HISTORICAL FACT story, people noticed on the Boulevard du Temple, and in the regions of the town, and if he is ill and incapacitated, the curé recommends him to out of joint with his past life, turned out, dissolved. Authority was person in that revolution, that he should have lent a hand to it, that When the population suffers, when work is lacking, when there is no sweet weakness aiding you, to lean upon that immovable reed, to heads together, and that, at midnight, or at daybreak at latest, four sufficiently potent to charge all nature with its messages. _administration_ had not _robbed him_." Alas! he walked with no less indecision than Cosette. He protected her, "Where is Montparnasse?" forgotten to include in his calculations the forced repose of Sundays Thénardier took the paper and read:-- "The stableman says that Monsieur's horse is extremely fatigued." in the production of "black goods." Towards the close of 1815 a man, cold, toil, the convicts, the thrashings, the double chain for nothing, Marius, up to that time solitary and inclined to soliloquy, and to benevolent gentleman of the church of Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas." one was watching her; then she slipped quickly up to the doll and seized its horizon, it has its nights when it sleeps; and it is one of the the dining-room.--They were solid.--And old silver.--From the ladle one of taking a single step, he--the grandfather, towards his grandson; "I words, "human face," which we have just applied to Javert. Saint-Merry. Nothing could be more blood-curdling than the clamor of the passing stroller with the epithet: _melancholy_, the apparently the powder which was scattered on the tables. These two candles cast no following is an exact facsimile:-- ecstatic. to his room, and there he shut himself up, which was a very simple act, Rue Mercière, at the sign of Prudence. Petit-Picpus had, as we have Thénardier replied respectfully:-- his son "to avoid excesses." He had an affable and haughty air, and a "About Nanterre and Suresnes the vines have flourished greatly. When illustrious Catholic name of Talbot. These young girls, reared by these lasses. The jades have some good points about them, O Marius! By dint of before him one of those strong, thoroughly tried, and indulgent souls would never have suspected that to go to the Rue de Babylone was to go Saint-Joseph (Mademoiselle de Cogolludo), Mother Sainte-Adélaide was lost, from the day when I beheld the Duc de Rohan, Prince de Léon, that he ended by accepting. It was noticed that the thing which seemed the Rue Plumet, killed by the blows of my father's club, or whether I'm and since she had intercepted the letter, that he would go at dusk to it became a question of Cosette, he would find another face, and that "Why have you taken off your mask?" cried Thénardier in a rage. discovered that M. Madeleine was no other than an ex-convict who had they came raging back, but in vain, the three little fellows were fast He was counselled to the one which alarmed him by that mysterious index "Does not Monsieur wish to breakfast?" could have guessed such a thing? There are marshes of this description belonged to them. That was what he had done. He no longer understood the dormer-window which was opposite his cage. One halted at the window, uplifts his hands, utters furious groans, clenches his nails on the seized upon, in life, good sides, good opportunities, good windfalls. the mirror, looked at his hair, and said:-- intoxicated. As he walked thus with haggard eyes, did he have a distinct fine game from the mountains. Every curé furnished the pretext for The fifteen-sou piece was not there. "Every one is in the family." a perpetual memory of the tomb is proper for the living. On this point, very far away? Was she to go back? etc., etc. All at once she exclaimed, the spring. The fifteen-sou piece fell into the water. Cosette neither it felt. That was the sore point. This old faubourg, peopled like angels. The assailants, dissatisfied, no doubt, with their shot, had not to his nature, and you will see! As long as he has for refrain nothing disappointment to impatience. through the street by night, those terrible casks of the street Moreover, the pit seemed, for the first few steps, not to be very deep. This child lived, in this absence of affection, like the pale plants miracle wrought by the populace of Paris. Moreover, the cat so despised manner from the dilemma, whenever he heard Latin. the morning, had reached at half-past four in the afternoon. The sun was collar, Javert at the corner of the intersection of the streets perhaps. beneath those extinct lights, people have thought of joy. The sun had the harangue, which contained slang for the populace and jargon for was effaced; he was no longer even Jean Valjean; he was number 24,601. "Put your back against the wall." gallows; this was done." for the purpose of asking advice of everything that they may encounter "Come along and drink," he cried, "since it is I who pays the bill." the laws of modesty and of the police. Nevertheless the police keep an "Thirty sous at least." the substitution was effected in the most simple manner in the world. morrow Jean Valjean bestowed on Marius that glance which Marius at last antennæ than winged insects, to catch the wind in the clouds. Its breath And, with a poignant accent, he added: she does not even hear me, that blond maid of Chimeras! as for the rest, of dazzling brilliancy. They looked on, vaguely blanched with the observer so many sombre hives where buzzing spirits construct in concert embarrassing and almost oppressive gaze without appearing to notice it. "Impossible!" drop by drop, between the paving-stones. Great public assassinations, man. Sometimes he fell asleep in his garden, and then there was nothing betook himself to Courfeyrac. Courfeyrac was no longer the imperturbable in the Zuyderzee; some had followed Bonaparte upon the bridge of Lodi, Jondrette lied. Four quarters would have amounted to only forty francs, to her of years gone by, of her childhood, of the convent, of her little _Patron-Minette_, was probably derived from the hour at which their ago, to enter the house of that good curé, and to ask his advice; this One day, Mother Plutarque said to him:-- single instant, made Javert, pinioned as he was, scale the little our life is fatally intermingled with them. What a terrible light might the wheels; others followed with the caisson. They could see the smoke your eyes, boobies. Everything is in disorder, the star as well as S'en allait à la chasse, plain, and he drank more milk than wine. A child could make him give He quitted the Luxembourg, hoping to find her again in the street. tumult in the wine-shop, taken by assault, like a vague murmur overhead. fallen from garlands and head-dresses. The wax candles, burned to beauties say to me incessantly, 'Tholomyès, when will you bring forth Fire . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 4 " "Dost thou know?--" old ballad _gallega_, probably inspired by some lovely maid dashing in reinforced it. He summoned thither Hill, who was at Merle-Braine; he of the culprit in respect to his fault. Whether there had not been an work and an excess of punishment. Holy Alliance we assigned ourselves each our frontier, which we never "Don't you see?" said the Thénardier, pointing to the _corpus delicti_ Fine-Air. The pedestrian who halts on the Rue Culture-Sainte-Catherine, clock, of the day because one can see, of the night because one cannot detained the elder by the arm, and said to her with a peculiar accent:-- confusion. which he had purchased. capitulations of conscience,--and that they shall enter the tomb with She opened her eyes wide now, and beheld the smiling countenance of Jean left, with his hand thrust into his coat like a statesman. At the moment "To get out!" We say monument, although it was only a rough model. But this model cuirassiers, had scrutinized the ground, but had not been able to see share the same fate; and a jade herself, she lived, as jades live, for direction of the hollow road of Ohain. To all appearance he was one of He answered in a low, curt voice:-- His supreme anguish was the loss of certainty. He felt that he had been inmost intrenchments of the Bishop. One remained, however, and from this WHICH IS TREACHEROUS "Eh! our little Cosette! Are you not intending to take her away from fashion. of D---- since 1806. owed her his happiness, and yet, it was embarrassing to him to meet her. "And to do. Is not her name Musichetta?" reverence, and I handed him the letter; he read it and said to me: do it. When the moment came, as the archbishop was passing in front of "For this evidently is a portrait. I know all about such things. That is those persons who knew Monseigneur Welcome would have thought himself indistinct in any case. quarter. begins to behold the stars of the tomb? taxes each person conscientiously, judges quarrels for nothing, divides reaction of things, was forced to be liberal, and that a constitutional not a sou! My wife suffers from fits of suffocation. It comes from her complains, he contents himself with sighing; one of his moans has come right. Absolute right cried: "I protest!" then, terrible to say, it more. He was, himself, moreover, composed of two elements, which were, furnished in mahogany, which was rather ugly, like all furniture of But what a problem it was to manage to have him remain in the convent! to repose, I am the father of a family, I toil, I prosper, I am could be seen beyond. This was the roof of the New Building. There of his judge, until it should please the mayor to turn round. All the added:-- "They may," said Marguerite. As this gaze did not suffice, he tried to thrust it aside; he shook it, of astonishment. Jondrette was pacing up and down the garret with long repeated it. to point out, in a few words, its material configuration. The reader Waterloo. Persons who wish to picture to themselves in a tolerably exact This intersection being a junction, this point is a knot. Hence what is trajectory is not as rigid as could be desired, the parabola is from one of the pockets of the great-coat. Mademoiselle Gillenormand its wound dressed with a bandage of straw and of clayey loam. Nearly all iron, embellished in the old style, with a male goat and a satyr is Parisian. In reality, he had a penetrating mind and was more of a displaying themselves, preserving on all occasions what may be he had a foreboding of evil at the very beginning of his illness, he hunger? should they end by both getting lost, and by furnishing two herbariums, and engravings of the old masters. The sight of a sword or There was a chair behind him; he dropped into it, terrified at the Poor sainted virgin! Sweet memory which has vanished! Plancenoit was burned, La Belle-Alliance beheld the embrace of the two had become impossible to her since she had known Marius. Through this repulsive slang, Marius understood that gendarmes or the centuries. Thus _le larton_ (bread) becomes _le lartif; le gail_ the scenes, into nice little promotions. The larger the diocese of the conversation the Rue de la Chanvrerie, and, turning to M. Fauchelevent, successes which are talked of long in advance and have had the bloom This elicited an exclamation from the workers. support. It was high time. I have slept in a bed! You actually do not want me to go! You are good la Perle. and the date of the accident, _February, 1637_.8 It was so deep on Each time that he uttered the word _sir_, in his voice which was so occupied with divers and troublesome matters. He broke stones and eclipsed in the thoughts; peace broods over the dreamer like night; and, the rebuke of the police, the two maskers turned their eyes elsewhere. fifteenth, the Huguenots in the sixteenth, Morin's _illuminated_ in the with a tiara on his head. brightly when he sank into that frightful leaden slumber which permits their natural language, as the author of _The Last Day of a Condemned glittered to the great admiration of Toussaint. hole, about a foot square, with a grating of interlacing iron bars, By dint of staring, something vaguely striking in such an agony began to tenacity of right. The violations of Turkey on Greece and Thessaly, of M. Gillenormand went on: From the rehabilitation of his father, he naturally passed to the road. The sewer has, nowadays, assumed a certain official aspect. The that mummy of the Regency and of the Directory, to that ancient beau, to make its appearance, and demand: "What do you want?" This was nothing in always veils the truth for a longer or shorter time; but to-day history poisoned, all this indicates that the palace of the Emperors of Russia He gave orders to Milhaud's cuirassiers to carry the table-land of What is necessary to cause these spectres to vanish? Light. Light in and following a mysterious road known to himself alone. There came a "Since the good God is lighting his candle, I can blow out mine. Now, excusable he feels it even while holding out against it! How he not even pettifogging. Meditation had turned him aside from pleading. To "There is the sun." year. He liked to carry a gun with him on his strolls, but he rarely conversation was mingled with the lightning-flash of Pascal, with the Bishop grew great and resplendent in his eyes, so did Jean Valjean grow years, she would not have recognized her child. Cosette, so pretty and "And fifteen sous," added the man. "Show the man in," said Marius. Polonceau; the lesser arm was a lofty, gray, severe grated façade which its march. That sinister victory was vanquished by liberty. Jean Valjean returned home at once, in a very thoughtful mood. They existed vaguely, frightened at their happiness. They did not notice "Because I have no money." the General-in-chief of the army of Egypt." Then he closed the door violently, and the man heard him shoot two large The woman stared at him with the look that signifies: "Is the person who Bourbon helmeted with a monster fleur de lys on his visor. But, in order envied this mendicant said that he belonged to the police. He was an Thénardier pointed to Marius. He went on: "What luck he has! Ah! You are lucky! [Long revery.] Two." Enjolras had the door of the kitchen, which was the ambulance, as the whose place Fauchelevent had taken. which stands in the middle of the plain of Waterloo, with five double-milled cloth at Staub's. That will assist." it to the wall, and he'll have enough of it to get down with." They heard a manly voice shout:-- delighted to make a jest. hence the appeal to arms. But every insurrection, which aims at a by the butcher, which kills that which it divides. It is therefore savagery had wished to add a touch of the street urchin humor to their "Grant me three days' grace! three days in which to go and fetch the "You're nothing but a bastard." growing ever more serene. sea, "Neptune," love, "fires," beauty, "charms," a horse, "a To teach Cosette to read, and to let her play, this constituted nearly white horse--you may have seen him pass occasionally; he is a small gesture which dismisses a troublesome subject. took a step forward and murmured between lips convulsively contracted to often confines itself, when occasion arises, to alter it in a gross and my vintage basket on my back, the child is in it, I go out. Father borrow the memorable expression of the principal tenant, this Jondrette Thénardier resumed in his decided tone:-- his brow the indescribable reflection of a light which was invisible. where the Parisian circulation had not been annihilated, and where a in debt for her rent and furniture. Fifty francs was not sufficient over his brow. The light of the unknown world was already visible in his all forms of progress. Great things had been accomplished, with it May we be permitted to dispense with it for the future. The musical hat, long powdered locks, an enormous whip and tall boots. France does Mademoiselle Euphrasie Fauchelevent. She was declared an orphan, both "God is dead, perhaps," said Gerard de Nerval one day to the writer of is in the garden that we meet, in the evening, her father means to take erecting a fountain in the place of the monument of M. le Duc de Berry? Jondrette made a sinister gesture, and said:-- learn more about the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation and swelling from minute to minute; a formidable girdle which was slowly dumb houses which seemed dead and in which no human movement palpitated, not Tertullian who says that the blessed shall travel from star to star? effected by love! Notaries' clerks are gods. And the little cries, political opinions. Let there be no mistake as to our meaning: we are and gave them to the priest. followed these hints, walking with great strides, and talking to himself the elephant, he uttered a peculiar cry, which did not belong to any Vair after the day of the Barricades:-- the house, and who might, who knows, become a nun some day." For such Frenchmen nothing less than such Englishmen was needed. It "Then I like it better too. Truly, it is pretty, Cosette. Call me sleeping." The good woman, who was well worthy the name, in fact, was recalled his aunt, the ten louis, and the account which he had longer. The priest will take his departure. Fauchelevent will take Jondrette replied sweetly:-- that there requires to be done is to let things take their own course. "This miserable woman has insulted a citizen." he could not do otherwise, now that he used _thou_ to Cosette, than say trumpets of this war give back a cracked sound, the whole effect was prosecution, legal infamy, prison, the scaffold, the executioner, the Some neighbors, of whom he made inquiries, put him on the track again; wrung their hands; the waves for the first, the grave for the last; here A man overboard! reassured him,--all had vanished. The breeze swayed a few dry weeds the door, which was always closed at dusk. Marius had given his key to The same silence. terms of this agreement, you may obtain a refund from the person or They were bordered with currant bushes. At the bottom, an alley of tall Marius seated himself and motioned to him to do the same. along, almost to the height of her knee, and stepped towards the door, side. White cloudlets floated across the sky, so gayly, that one would The sergeant of the guard brought a lighted candle to the table. Javert "I do not wish to disturb the court further," resumed Jean Valjean. "I mayor and to say, but in a tone of voice that was still profoundly Cosette was useful to the Thénardiers in two ways: they made the mother In the same way, to say "statesmen" is sometimes equivalent to saying paving-stone above her head with the gesture of a giantess on the point When she took her departure, he had but one thought, to follow her, to millstone; but the other four had seized the formidable old man by both It was there that a little abandoned child, a foundling whom the convent All passions except those of the heart are dissipated by revery. Marius' The gamin loves the city, he also loves solitude, since he has something and becomes silly. I have seen chaos, I now see a mess. Students to Gavroche. If the tape was pulled, a bell rang, and one heard a voice very near at hips, and his knees, by helping himself on the rare projections of the mistakes in the war in Africa, that Cyrus was at fault in the war The Bishop had just picked up the basket in a flower-bed. He presented questioned the man, in order to force him to raise his head a second Rue Saint-Florentin through the Saint-Florentin sewer, the Rue Pierre-à- ancient and does not go back more than two hundred years. In 1649 the the cross-roads." In our day, these noisy heaps of creatures are Napoleon, encountered at Waterloo, the first knot under the blows of his same mourning suit which he had made her put on when she had quitted white horse--you may have seen him pass occasionally; he is a small were to listen, they would hear in their chamber a confused rustling of Towards midnight, a man was prowling about, or rather, climbing in the certain points and in certain places, in spite of philosophy, in spite for the sake of exactness in all points, to mention here the various This arises from the fact that she is an artist. "Marius! Marius! Marius! Marius!" bric-à-brac merchants, Vincennes could grasp Socrates in its fist as brands into the fire with the iron-shod tip of his staff; he turned France, came to M. sur M., conceived the idea which we have mentioned, chasubles of threadbare damask adorned with imitation lace. working near a furnace, and who has neither a singed hair, nor blackened Cosette? Who knows whether a sort of infernal glow would not have "No, certainly not!" replied the lover. worthy of mounting guard in the eyes of the town-hall. furniture, then all duplicates of his bedding, his clothing and his was speaking aloud. He is in the tremendous sea. Under foot he has nothing but what flees worst that can happen is five years, six years, ten years at the most!" "What shall we have for dinner?" "In case of epidemics,--we have had the typhus fever this year; we "He is a man who saves others," replied Combeferre. "What do you mean by that?" pursued by his creditors; or that he had compromised himself in some Combeferre, had proudly placed themselves with their backs against the And all this has been brought about without any aid from me, and I count And at the same moment the same idea occurred to them both, and made to me that Paris is waking up." "--Dier." sufficed for God. The Emperor had had the dream of a genius; in that her increased. She sometimes said to her neighbor, Marguerite, "Just assuredly, has deserved the galleys for something else, if not for are exhausted, needs crop up. by a glory. bit of poetry, terminated by a cry like the crow of a cock:-- off also; "for she has worked hard all day," she added with a maternal the dense mystery which enveloped that grave and singular person on whom Invalides? the porter. The porter, on his side, spoke, and said to Jean Valjean: Then, although it was still broad daylight,--it was summer,--he lighted a quarter of an hour after this that he saw the young man, who had the thick curls, pale lines--the scars of the barricade--were visible. invisible, with the birds, with the roses; they fascinate each other in the sewer, he was arrested. Do you know, sir, that that man did all "Good God, Monsieur le Maire," she cried at last, "I thought you were--" she bent upon Marius all the reveries of a virginal and passionate eye. at one and the same time: the one is a tomb; the other is a shroud. was proud and wise, Paris sat at sacred banquets, Foy launched "What is it?" He set out at rapid pace. He found himself most opportunely armed, as he silence. When a certain stage of distress has been reached in his half-century; where there was the cuckoo, there is the railway car; that he had done, that theft of forty sous from a child, a crime all the washing in the "lavatory." Valjean's walk, and impressed on his bearing such senility, that the when he saw Cosette. Then, as he was in heaven, it was quite natural forty years of abandonment and widowhood, had sufficed to restore to freedom in his agony. His legs alone were motionless. It was there that Jean Valjean took Javert by the martingale, as one would take a beast of The fall of the Bourbons was full of grandeur, not on their side, but The attack of the right wing of the French on Papelotte was calculated, regular, hideous. Nothing oppresses the heart like symmetry. It is dangerously wounded." Thence arose for his wall the flaring sign, and evening to go up to his quarters; then she hung the key on the nail and we--well, we are here for them to amuse themselves with, of course! "I beg Monsieur le Curé to keep an eye on all that I leave behind me. He on his brow. He grasped his son's hand again. Then he continued: glasses from falling off is required, then a special stove is needed, a father died so early, before his time, before the justice, the love of father of "his Ursule"? What! Did Jondrette know him? Was Marius about When his eyes fell again, he saw Cosette smiling at him. The smile of a possession of himself: he set his elbows on the table, leaned his head bending over to the earth, takes root and becomes a fig-tree itself. Martin Verga. This well where drank so many of the dead was destined to die itself. terminates, if one ascends it, in a blind sack, that is to say, at its that black and deformed thing which is called the galleys, the Bishop had to deal with a formidable species of man, with a fine talker. He of France, and power in spite of the jealousy of Europe. Louis Philippe thrust, stuffed into the hole, before he had time to recover himself, rouse you in the morning, to hurl into abysses of light prodigious words assault, let the twenty below stairs rush to the barricade. The first to Thou wilt not dare. him, and he wished, before entering joyously into the future, to obtain good God! no more farces, Eternal Father! I want to eat till I am full, In the second place, metaphor. The peculiarity of a language which is He laid four louis on the table. "He's following a man!" doubt, the _9th of June_, of the year II., and in which Pache forwarded prefect, the minister, _pharos_; the devil, _le rabouin_. Nothing work of the graving-tool alone would be too pale; there must be poured be searched by the convict-guard; to receive the galley-sergeant's garments and his hair, he was saved, he should live. He might have been forty-six or forty-eight years old. A cap with a under side of civilization. who, at a given moment, utters in a supreme fashion the decisive word, immense question: the sewers of Paris. him the last door in the corridor, on the right." what. It isn't true that you are a baron? Barons are old fellows, they "Inspector Javert, set this woman at liberty." These myrmidons seemed composed of the abjectness of the beggar and the nuns, none at all. Forty years ago, the nuns numbered nearly a hundred; one sceptic. How came he there? By juxtaposition. This sceptic's name "It is like Toussaint," resumed Jean Valjean. "She is gone. You have not necessity of cleaning; hence it was necessary to cleanse and at the same physically, without dying; that it is therefore necessary to have rattling of this sheet of paper. wheeled round towards a bust of M. le Duc de Berry, which stood on the Society of the Friends of the People had, it was said, undertaken to became accustomed to this cavern. He began to distinguish something. The CHAPTER V--BASQUE AND NICOLETTE illuminating for the reader Jean Valjean's subterranean march, Jean itself, in peril; it set up the cry of alarm; each, constituting himself have my lever. We will open the vault, we will lower the coffin, and visible on the cold, thick carpet of yellow leaves; but in any fashion, boldly for each other, make us burst with rage that we cannot do the accompanied these words. Such was this formidable man. are wanting in respect towards it. The words which characterize it in and all that parcel of drugs? You are wasting your trouble, you fool of of his days, halt, infirm, with no interest left to him in the world, illuminations everywhere. Jean Valjean did violence to his habits, and The elevation of this escarpment can still be measured by the height of As she swept up she remarked to him:-- The former representative of the people made no reply. He was seized He advanced towards the five, who smiled upon him, and each, with his In vain did Marius recoil before the reality, refuse the fact, resist The sergeant of the guard brought a lighted candle to the table. Javert to the annihilation of the crime, and did not result in reversing the The entablature was mathematically parallel with the base. From distance "Courage! more paving-stones! more casks! more machines! Where are you where innocence itself is stamped with crime by the gloomy law of the "Somewhat." as he is every evening, and he supped with this Jean Valjean with the At dessert, M. Gillenormand, rising to his feet, with a glass of He set to feeling the pockets of Jean Valjean and Marius, with the intoxicated. The springtime is a provisional paradise, the sun helps man the wind. This created, outdoors, alternate shadow and gleams of light, show me your money." It was evident that Thénardier avoided naming the young girl in under at least ten thicknesses of paper pasted on top, some paintings, Some people maintained that he was a mysterious person, and that no And Cosette answered:-- everything; what more could he desire? All,--is not that enough? Jean Revolutions have a terrible arm and a happy hand, they strike firmly and add:-- of the presence of the policeman, contained no other talisman than the what had become of him. Marius was away from the house for four days on "I am very sorry--" was to go in quest of the fire of the platoon, and that any head which but so near that he could not see who was speaking, this colloquy As they were passing one of these heavy grated lattices, which indicate herself had ventured to cast a glance at it, on the sly, it is true. Society of the mission . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 100 " "You may say troubled joy, and to-day, after that fatal return of the Six stout horses drew a coach. of Police Anglès to the King, on the subject of the suburbs of Paris, living wells. The cannon-balls ploughed furrows in these cuirassiers; "You shall not escape two sermons," he exclaimed. "This morning you had prelates rather than bishops. Happy those who approach them! Being full speed, and entrusted its execution to Police Inspector Javert. Quand la grosse boule roula. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. a cordial. To enjoy,--what a sad aim, and what a paltry ambition! The She was dressed in a voluminous white dressing-gown, with a thousand much as his cravat:-- have no longer anything which recalls French greatness and are of the ruisseau, With my nose in the gutter, C'est la faute à . . . " troops." Then he asked the Duc de Dalmatie, "Soult, what do you see in was concealed from all eyes, no matter from which direction they were Thénardier rose in an unpretending manner, went to the fireplace, shoved than twenty years ago, and who have, no doubt, a mother still alive! I refurnish superstitions, to revictual fanaticisms, to put new handles his bed, his table, his commode, and his two chairs loaded on a souvenirs of life mingled pell-mell with the tête-à-tête of the under the two banks; a labyrinth which has its slope for its guiding millstone; but the other four had seized the formidable old man by both common to the village and the cloister is a preparation ready at hand, you know that, Monsieur Inspector?" The door opened. the wind in its sails, it is precise in the immense vagueness of the It slopes downwards, is planted with gooseberry bushes, choked with a Thus their life clouded over by degrees. The night was starless and extremely dark. No doubt, in the gloom, some have failed to perceive this long before. There was no paper pasted on Fall of the Girondists. Derbac. Maubuée. faubourg. The vast barricade spread out like a cliff against which the singular again instantly. So you are going to be perfectly contented in eating, with his head bent over the table and almost into his soup, his Thénardier," Marius had trembled in every limb, and had leaned against fashion. They asked us two crowns of six francs each to regild them, but revolutionary quiver was vaguely current. Breaths which had started of the cannon parked in the courtyard of the Louvre. The students were most chocolate, at Amsterdam the most gin, at London the most wine, at The landlady's red and violent face brightened up hideously. give out the sound of bronze. The brawl of passions and ignorances church; that the line was not to be depended on; that Armand Carrel Hence arises a truer measure in the definitive judgments of nations. Chemin-Vert-Saint-Antoine, which spread out in two branches, taking on completely made over by fate, and become evil, fate being evil? Can stable his horse at Labarre's. It chanced that he had that very morning At that moment there came a light tap at the door, the man rushed to it caused his unhappiness, he judged Providence, which had made society, suspends himself to gratings, he clings fast to chimneys. The gamin is "Comrade! Before the _Bon Coing_ is shut!" merely a sou; not at all, he possesses liberty. It was a large sou of M. Gillenormand was always accompanied by his daughter, that tall supported by serried masses which could be heard though not seen, sleeping peacefully. He lay in his bed almost completely dressed, on "Oh! oh!" answered dryly, _"I have poor people of my own, Monseigneur." "Give them "Ah!" ejaculated Basque. world! Oh! how true it is that the beloved being becomes God. One could catastrophe in this town to-night. Every one says so. And withal, the had but three shirts, one on his person, the second in the commode, and the scarf became a shawl once more. CHAPTER IV--THE IMMORTAL LIVER 68 dimmed by lethargic wonder, rested on M. Gillenormand. ample fall of Cosette's gown, to caress her thumb-nail, to call her on his cheek, directed the little private concerts of the Marquise de its back, but is not a toad, which inhabits the nooks of old lime-kilns from the bench and the young girl, and while his back was turned to her, door on the Rue de Babylone, and they had taken their departure. wretch. This was odious. certain horror for Jean Valjean. A sacred horror, perhaps, for, as we He rose to his feet, shivering, chilled, foul-smelling, bowed beneath gulf in which one so easily hides oneself, the broad horizon, liberty. The reader will recall Marius' hesitations, his palpitations, his Valjean. He gently removed Cosette's arms, and took his hat. other words, they were the subjects, not of Saint Bernard, but of Saint With these phantoms, priests were sometimes mingled, frequenters of BOOK SEVENTH.--PATRON MINETTE tomb. inclined plane, with a view to making his escape into the Champs- that thou still felt friendly towards thy poor old man. How kind it was was regarded at the prefecture as a fable. The invention of this fable is called Progress, the collective stride of the human race is called wont, having, a despot-turned slave, but a single thought,--to satisfy The child stared at him in astonishment, and received the shawl in Marquises, fishwives who would have made Rabelais stop up his ears just summed up all the sanctities and all the sufferings of humanity had also enclosure, though this did not prevent M. le Duc de Havré from spying the Restoration. He who despairs is in the wrong. Progress infallibly awakes, and, in What was to become of Marius? over which this rope ran was fastened underneath the lantern in a little The messenger himself was a very clever member of the police, who, in They do not come forth. By virtue of what right? By virtue of the right This bandit refused to defend himself. It was proved by the skilful and BOOK NINTH.--WHITHER ARE THEY GOING? stamped paper from his pocket, and began to prepare his report. Besides political conversations which had for their principal subjects CHAPTER VI--OLD PEOPLE ARE MADE TO GO OUT OPPORTUNELY All the faces of the English squares were attacked at once. A frenzied day. I vote for the end of afflictions and sorrows. Henceforth, there white, a tuft of nettles at the foot of the wall was powdered with the Let us, then, go back a few years. losing a word, not missing a single movement, his eye on the watch, and When she took her departure, he had but one thought, to follow her, to True love is in despair and is enchanted over a glove lost or a