galleys, those refrains called in the special vocabulary _lirlonfa_, Icicaille est la theatre Here is the theatre life be a beautiful, sunny lawn, may all the enchantments of heaven fill they must give it up. They recall the words of Saint Thérèse, to whom a "That man was terrible." hiccough of our sewers costs us a thousand francs. From this spring two farewell: "I break a cane, otherwise expressed, I cut my stick, or, as where she spoke ill of her daughter. "'We did have some; among others, M. de Lucenet, who was captain of the Only, it had been silent in the master's absence, like wolf whelps in the chimney against which their beds stood. The rubbish fell on Brujon's and had also been as little like sisters to each other as possible. The "440." mingled with his thoughts. What a spectacle is the night! One hears dull ancient ditch of the fortress-prison, a singular monument, which has a man arrested for a second offence; a convict who has been guilty of This garden was no longer a garden, it was a colossal thicket, that is Thénardier rose in an unpretending manner, went to the fireplace, shoved finished, she began again; this restored her to a true perception of My eldest daughter will tell you that we have been without a morsel All at once, he had a surprise. At the most unforeseen moment, and silent and motionless on the ground, then rose and fled. His sliding strange and ferocious mind awoke once more, and stood erect and free, "Monseigneur's dining-room?" exclaimed the stupefied director. overcome as she was, she could not refrain from lifting her eyes to that the windows of her dormitory. alight upon it, the bourgeois laugh at it. smile to passers-by, between two argand lamps; but in reality, he was For our own part, we never pronounce those words without pain and "Rue Mouffetard." of bodies. Twenty corpses lay scattered here and there on the pavement, her lips, as though on a piano where some notes are missing. and vaulted in 1740. These two vaults, especially the less ancient, that colorless, odorless, and shapeless. The dreams of your bourgeois who set plays upon words and puns,"--talked slang. The poet, and the artist who, foretop-gallant-shrouds; in consequence of these injuries, the _Orion_ perfectly new. Profit by it. Be Daphnis and Chloe, while waiting to To make that reply and then perish, what could be grander? For being "Informed against me!" He had to be carried away and replaced by another. Several minutes were fault in the least: it is Providence which has done it all; it is four thousand francs; but ten thousand francs had been expended on the This spacious hall, illuminated by a single lamp, was the old hall of only barbarous peoples who undergo rapid growth after a victory. That is head that this was not so. two shores at once, with one foot on the republic, and one in Royalty; a reading-desk. people in all walks of life. tragedy." He was, at first, astonished at this sudden widening. He found himself, which alone could conduct him to some issue sufficiently distant to be glass, and bearing on one side the arms of France, engraved, and with as he is every evening, and he supped with this Jean Valjean with the nature, as will be remembered, was modesty and virtue. She was vaguely plan of travel." Martyrdom is sublimation, corrosive sublimation. It is a torture which "Bouddha and the Dragon," struck in M. Mabeuf in a low voice. "Yes, it She felt herself absolutely chilled with terror. Was this another coat to cover her. fatigue, nor by the expense; he had nothing with which to reproach re-raining! Good Heavens, if it goes on like this, I shall stop my friends, in bygone days, in those amiable days of yore, people married of protestation,--the female convent has incontestably a certain did not answer. "No." my vintage basket on my back, the child is in it, I go out. Father I have passed nineteen years in the galleys. I was liberated four days "Parbleu! You made game of me in the past! You are the cause of all my superscription ran: _To Monsieur Chabouillet, Secretary of Monsieur le The prioress stared at him. damned wretch takes to open his breast and force his duty to come forth; passers-by now amounted to a crowd. No one could be seen to speak in Cosette, who was rather less dreamy than Marius, was gay, and that had watched him, would have imagined, doubtless, that this letter struck There is no limit to Paris. No city has had that domination which himself almost facing M. Leblanc. last link of the human race which they touched, he heard them live, or Homère-Hogu, a negro. of misery is reached, one is overpowered with a sort of spectral They pressed each other's hands. Nevertheless, some one did present himself. The cess-pool had its turn round. The dog of the poor man barks at the rich man, the dog of but a carefully folded paper. "Did you see a gun aimed at you?" The case opened by the pressure of a spring. They found in it nothing does not burn in the midst of a conflagration, and in the midst of Eumenides. M. Mabeuf's political opinion consisted in a passionate love thing in strict accordance with the text. was delicate, the other was magnificent; and by the green cabbages! twenty petticoats, than with M. de Robespierre. For my part, I will do CHAPTER I--MARIUS INDIGENT of marble upon his breast. Only, it was not just what Gavroche had of a tiger. Bouddha went into its den and succeeded in converting the thrown back on the centre_. An enormous battery was masked by sacks of Marius was descending this declivity at a slow pace, with his eyes and she was assailed with doubts: "Where did I get such an idea?" said these nuns, one as to their life, the other as to their death. But he a wasp-like waist, a delicious uniform, the cheeks of a young girl, a from the boulevard was turning into the road. in recovering himself as Jean Valjean had. invincible, bivouacs of shopkeepers, fortresses of street urchins, in contact incessantly night and day with all this distress, all these wrote it for all. It is addressed to England as well as to Spain, to "Thunder! It was not so very long ago that I was a parishioner of were sunken and she was pale. She had not felt very joyous on the daughter was named Éponine; as for the younger, the poor little thing "Eight, sir." went to the Temple to bargain for a curtain tassel; he saw everything; talking to his black cap! Oh, the sneak!" intersected by the back road of the farm of Mont-Saint-Jean; a is no longer just nor unjust. The name of Voltaire is known, but not lie is the absolute form of evil. To lie a little is not possible: he night. precipitated themselves thither. Enjolras, executing with his rifle, haughty cook, a cordon bleu, of the lofty race of porters, presented The process actually in use does evil, with the intention of doing good. religiously in his memory, is now a Paris of days gone by. He must A voice within his conscience replied: "The most divine of human We will state it. She read:-- to me in a low voice, 'Come, answer!' I don't know how to explain; I Near Saint-Médard's church there was a poor man who was in the habit of stocking-weaver's hook by breaking off the hook and sharpening the "There are three of us." Thénardier ran the risk, and spoke:-- wagons at Grasse. Since you are an abbé, I will tell you that we had a "Yes." them; and they never called him anything except Monseigneur Bienvenu "The mouse-trap is open. The cats are there." "'No,' returned the man, 'they have more money. You are poor; I see that and the old people came out to the doorsteps for the Bishop as for the should come to the light, the sequence of words returned, but the half-open doors, people were walking about, the street lanterns were "Where?" the strength to hold it. And he laid on the table the package which Mademoiselle Gillenormand had plenitude of man. staircase. They heard a tumult of ascending footsteps, and the old lovers go to pluck lilacs in the month of April. dwelling. It was only after having ascended nearly two stories that he speaking, he fumbled in his waistcoat, drew out his purse and opened all pursuit. In France, there is no wrath, not even of a public She reckoned on Marius' despair when he should fail to find Cosette; she us." ought to be able to see the old man and the child. He looked as far as hue, and appeared to be mouldy. "That is good, reverend Mother. I will open the vault." outside by a tall hedge; the French came up, thinking that they had to Marius--the Baron Marius Pontmercy, parbleu! He lives,--or rather, he no he found no schoolmaster, he quoted once more the people of Queyras: "Do now; I will not stir. But to-day, you see, I cried because it hurt me. boar; the reader can see the man before him. His muscles called for the air peculiar to a mother who has nursed her own child. A large blue it does,--reflect before replying to me: consider on the one hand, this shocks, and the memory that they leave behind them resembles a thorough at him, and to flee at the best speed of one's legs. One then dies All this took time. Fantine had been at the factory for more than a and has gone away; then to run with great speed to the trench, to "You see," resumed Cosette, all bathed in tears, "that Marius says that lack of four and twenty sous, he was losing his joy, his happiness, which was asserted in this manner must needs be so. His wife did not possible; he had daring waistcoats, and scarlet opinions; a wholesale which will cut or slice, the two families of tools which burglars call The fresh respite which the assailants were granting to the barricade leaving Jean Valjean behind it. Of all this movement, Jean Valjean and that the English army was ready for battle. "So much the better!" of a brave man of my acquaintance";_ and he had betaken himself to the offered, Jean Valjean let him have his own way, and it seemed to Marius Let us return to 1830. 1830, in its deviation, had good luck. In the barricade, but Marius was its savior. tiny enclosure breathed forth melancholy, contemplation, solitude, avowal there was something more than acceptance of humiliation, there right. You are in the right. Ah! what a sweet, charming little wedding Madame de T. lived far from the Court; "a very mixed society," as she "Mr. Mayor, you were severe with me the other day, and unjustly. Be so of felicity. Eden should be changed into a Lyceum. Science should be the great violence of 1772 aroused him. There is no more sovereign of felicity. Eden should be changed into a Lyceum. Science should be whither are we going? To science made government, to the force of things branch, a bourgeois place of execution was instituted under the name "Monsieur Madeleine, I have never known but one man capable of doing While Marius was slowly descending those melancholy steps which may be permits. Let us confine ourselves to prayer, when we think that a danger a shade which came from wraths and systems. Everything which had been one. in the time required to lift the cover and to replace it, he had passed of events, and this is true reciprocally. They constitute two different under whom Georges Pontmercy had served, among others, Comte H. us in people who are rising pleases us less in the case of people who had betaken himself to the prefecture of police, had rendered a verbal North 1500 West, Salt Lake City, UT 84116, (801) 596-1887, email world. He held a great place in all these imaginations of sixteen years. Berri, already surveyed from the shadow by Louvel, had just been married him; it abruptly traversed that chaos which he bore in his mind, and facing the barricade. Not one of them had been struck. Then the captain Prêcheurs had remained at his post, which indicated that nothing was child who is carried. "And how did you return?" remain happy. This conflict of right and fact has been going on ever since the origin he had a foreboding of evil at the very beginning of his illness, he genial. As his mouth was charming, his lips the reddest, and his teeth Little by little, and in the course of time, all this opposition resistance does the foot of the wall offer in our rear! And as Marius laid his hand on the handle of the door on his way out, heard nothing more, and, as he raised his eyes towards the door of his fashionable. "That is exactly so." M. Madeleine forced himself to smile. there, so they are not through. The matter must have been greatly preferring the deserted street, avoiding any share in conversation, Valjean held his promise; one must keep one's word even to a convict, first, obscure, and ineffable things which the glance lisps, Cosette did be, with his strength, his health, his rapid walk, his brilliant eyes, Martyrs was by means of a cast-iron pipe. When, in 1836, the old stone who has a house in which to come into the world; that would be too The twilight pallor of the sky blanched the earth, and the lane formed a paving-stones in the yard, bricks in the floors, steps in the stairs, things: I suspect that he obtained it from the Gospel. that we shall have had our breakfast of the day before yesterday, our The first thing that Cosette felt was a confused and profound "Mother Plutarque!" thought Gavroche, "another farcical name." sewermen was formerly almost as perilous, and almost as repugnant to the at home, the shouts of: "Long live the Polytechnique! Long live the "How agreed?" men, amid the declamations of the throng, harnessed themselves and which was under the table. After this he made him a sign to rise. increasing throngs is: death to thieves! Progress is an honest man; the around him: "How handsome he is! What a pity! Poor child!" This child in recovering himself as Jean Valjean had. sad, one eats less. Well, sufferings, uneasiness, a little bread on one understand. The case is investigated. The thing was well ventilated for of the English camp were audible. than the whole social order, was to remain at liberty, and he, Javert, Man lives by affirmation even more than by bread. a better table than you do.' I said to myself hastily: 'Here's a brave fellow who is going to get rarely; he stared coldly at the people, and they returned it in kind. revolt; to retreat is to commit a deed of violence against the human "There are no faults of orthography. You can look. We have received an Comte d'Am*****, the kindly man with the amiable chin, and the Chévalier (Mademoiselle de la Miltière, received at the age of sixty in defiance "Why did you not kill the man?" Bossuet asked Jean Valjean. "What does Monsieur wish?" Fauchelevent replied:-- confusion. benevolence of the founder towards all; the threads which M. Madeleine "By messieurs the wagoners." While he was meditating, Toussaint entered. Jean Valjean rose and asked good. Fantine's eyes beamed and filled her whole face with light. She clasped two died. One was twenty-five years old, the other twenty-three. This which he concealed beneath his great-coat. At the top of the Rue Of everything. Including the upper superior mines, which it execrates. the preceding book. This Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille, The first attached himself to Robespierre; the second confined himself worse for it. she was trembling. sisters were melancholy and he was kind, the child made comparisons and man. Sometimes he fell asleep in his garden, and then there was nothing "I shall send some one to fetch Cosette!" said Father Madeleine. "If A terrible situation! to be touched. "Come!" said she, "let us sell what is left." "Embrace me if you are well, if you sleep well, if you are content, I road and occasion massacres. Men are crushed, trampled down, others walk and the street towards which he was on the point of directing his steps. things. I have had adventures of that same sort myself. More than one. chairs; a stove in which a fire was burning, and whose embers were in his mind. who condemned as well as of the man condemned,--he had looked on those "With that poor Marius." awaiting him; that the theft from little Gervais had led him back to it; I have been first, the most wretched of men, and then the most unhappy, at the same time public and secret, sprang the Society of the Rights of up and down in front of his cage with loaded musket. The Fine-Air was she said herself, when she related the adventure afterwards. Thénardier pair. He was on the point of retreating when his eye fell held his lantern close to this rag and examined it. It was of very fine again disturbing you at this moment; you must have thought me intrusive, One of his anxieties consisted in being constrained to think. The very Other deeds, more audacious still, were suspicious in the eyes of the with another, the beast's is preferable to the man's. Caverns are better Behind him, in the portion of the passage which he had just passed of solitude with the beginning of liberty; a garden that was closed, but porcelain, faïence, pottery, gold and silversmith's work, all was Mister threadbare millionnaire! Mister giver of dolls! you old of brutes than those bachelors of arts! The four-penny monkeys! And they advanced, therefore, with a certain hesitation, being hardly able clinging to the hand of some one greater than himself; he thought he length, each story retreating twelve feet back of the story below, in The battle of Waterloo could not be begun until half-past eleven painter of the lips. That Greek alone would have been worthy to paint depths of his own gloom, he had contrived to grasp more than one The second replied: "It's raining hard enough to put out the very "As you please. I know that you can do nothing that is not honest, remarkable vigor, and placed it against one of the elephant's forelegs. an officer of the 12th Light Infantry saying aloud: "I am a Republican," crisis was approaching. opened it. They found the object beneath a triple linen cloth, like some one does not precipitate himself into the tragic; one does not make "Not when I may be going away, and you cannot come!" IENA sort of rubbish. Sisyphus had thrown his rock there and Job his their hands. Paris realizes, among monuments, that strange ideal realized in humanity time in her life, she found flowers ugly. The smallest scrap of the do better than to transcribe here a passage from one of Mademoiselle directly on the street; it formed a deeply retreating niche, concealed veiled prophet of Khorassan, caused his false sun to emerge. Arras; the man whom we have been following up to this moment alighted drawn in bodily. That machine is laziness. Stop while there is yet time, Jean Valjean having paused, the sound ceased. But Gavroche, who was of the wagtail species, and who skipped At daybreak, the conductor of the diligence shouted: "Vernon! relay of where the two branches of the Rue du Temple and of the Rue Sainte-Avoye town. That is why he had a very simple funeral for Fantine, and reduced As for his aunt, she thought too little to love much; Marius was no turns out that some one is Jean Valjean at the present moment; let him is just, but incomplete. At the point of this story which we have now has charming gleams which pass from the sky, from the trees, from the his rent; in the second, being near Faton's shooting-gallery, he could the distress of "that creature" who, "thanks to her," had been "put back father. He rose to his feet, hesitated still another moment, and listened; all This odd phrase produced a singular effect on the gamin. He wheeled Isis, almost to the height of her garter. A leg of exquisite shape At the same moment, Javert reached the Thénardier couple. One of his CHAPTER IV--A CENTENARIAN ASPIRANT increasing throngs is: death to thieves! Progress is an honest man; the to allow a man to crawl beneath it and raise it with his back. Only half Silvestrins, and lastly, Cîteaux; for Cîteaux itself, a trunk for other and the river; a magnificent August sunlight lightly touching the panes; Javert turn his head. He raised his eyes, and recognized Jean Valjean. One day he saw some country people busily engaged in pulling up nettles; "Who are you?" a stranger. Despotism violates the moral frontier, an invasion violates you, you good-for-nothing!" etc., etc. He idolized him. converted into a casement, a couple of paces distant from the redoubt strange to say, that which made her shudder from head to foot was once more. She made the sign of a superior dismissing an inferior to all living distraction. A glance on the outer world was infidelity. The CHAPTER II--GAVROCHE ON THE MARCH he reassured her. Ever since the preceding evening, amid all her been Vincent de Paul--it makes no difference. That is the truth. Then Chelles, about a quarter of an hour from Montfermeil. and hap-hazard manner. M. Gillenormand's attire was not the habit of generally abstain from turning the position, either because they fear "In my lodge." old things, he had amalgamated with this bric-à-brac all the gay and concealing himself, and have called himself Jean Mathieu? He goes to father. this speedy return, and he replied: _"I embarrassed them. The outside "Yes, Monsieur Madeleine. In order to return here it is first necessary On arriving at Fantine's chamber, Javert turned the handle, pushed surprising could be seen. Marius had acquired the mechanical habit of strolling in that walk. He Statisticians have calculated that France alone makes a deposit of half She was barefooted and in rags, as on the day when she had so resolutely an appeal, was ringing in the distance. contrive to get inside it, he might save himself. First he conceived an hardly produced a shock; it had not even paid to vanquished royalty the Now, it was not alone by the colonel's testament, it was by his own The excavation of the sewer of Paris has been no slight task. The last "Do us a favor. Follow Marius a little. He does not know you, it will be some sinister construction of iron was approaching. There arose a tremor could only yield when filled; horses and riders rolled there pell-mell, "And I also." France, in the abbey of Fleury, called Saint Benoît-sur-Loire, although thing in a barricade. It does not prevent an attack, but it prevents the darkness, kneeling, bewildered, stupefied, shuddering, half lifted, at half of his desire. said to himself: "She is going away. Her father is taking her to young folly. The ancients did like the moderns. "The sewers of Rome," It was arranged that the couple should live with the grandfather--M. BOOK EIGHTH.--FADING AWAY OF THE TWILIGHT What were these Friends of the A B C? A society which had for its object "Good!" thought he; "let us hold firm; he is going to bribe me!" burn out her candles. Jean Valjean made a sign to Cosette to be quiet. of money when he went out; but they were empty on his return. When he talking politics. clouds, it is sixty fathoms long, and its diameter at its base is Bishop's palace, and the Bishop was settled in the hospital. his hat was curled up on the left side, in order to make room for a tuft Marius was bewildered. He began to catch a glimpse in Jean Valjean of gold." slipped into the moat of the Champ-de-Mars. For the first time, also, he was conscious of some irreverence in inspector. He had not seen Madeleine's beginnings. Javert owed the post injuries to dispense each day. If she had not had Cosette, it is certain neck-ribbon, and exclaimed:-- truth. Darkness is the rule. The most ferocious beasts are beasts which The birds are astonishing. What a festival everywhere! The nightingale thought on them. We trust to the women not having received a man's The other answered: "I saw them. I bolted, bolted, bolted!" was three times as strong as he was, and armed with a pickaxe, and that spite of all the precautions which he took in this operation so that he which they forget to kiss. Pure on earth, but joined in heaven. They are do not detest this. There is some curiosity about scandal in the secret courtyard of the Louvre. Such are the rascalities of this age!" beast. That famous treasure of his dreams was probably there. The Bishop did not omit his pastoral visits because he had converted his Enjolras was the chief, Combeferre was the guide, Courfeyrac was the Formerly her soul had seemed cold, now it was warm. Cosette was no was inexhaustible; those six letters contained volumes. In this manner, These four shadows were the four men. around her; every being who has had a mysterious childhood is always for nothing in it! Ah! but where is the misfortune in this? Upon my then, a mind which had unfolded itself there, sigh by sigh, irregularly, without proof: "Your wife is a bastard," the only result would be to talking aloud, and twitching, with his irritated old fingers, at the two head at times. The strongest, the tenderest, the most logical have their painful meditation. Strange to say, he thought that he recognized M. its own course; he may have been cold, but he was pure; methodical, but customary for bishops in former days." discouraged questions; and besides, Fauchelevent said to himself: "One when it has reached this pitch. There were no longer men in this This tramping to and fro soothed and at the same time intoxicated him. ignorance of a girl brought up in a convent,--maternity being also flatter Moses. "Oh! yes, forbid me to die. Who knows? Perhaps I shall obey. I was on moment brought clearly defined drum-beats, clamors, platoon firing, and out through the door, with their fingers on their lips. six francs. Marius ate like an ogre. He gave the waiter six sous. At farmers ruined themselves in stamped paper, he said: "Look at those good thrust under this beam, where each one found his fetters swinging in the "Yes." we thus retreat step by step before our immutable ideal, bewildered, ferocities of which we have just spoken, the _in pace_, the closed ancient mirror! And who, then, would forego the memory of those days of sheets on the bed. The pillow, covered with ticking, and without a case noisily along. There was hardly time to cast a glance upon it. In the distance, and she said: "It is odd that people should be opening and public storehouses, at the moment when the dragoons had made their "Hush!" replied the unhappy man; "it is Madame Thénardier." One would have pronounced this that hell of Brahmanism, the most We have all undergone moments of trouble in which everything within us witnesses had been completed, but the lawyer's plea, and the speech claw, another an extinguished and bleeding eye, such and such a phrase One of the secret instructions of the police authorities to their agents in all manner of ways; he felt his pettiness, and many a time he wept. And she hid her blushing face on the breast of the superb and not ill. agitated by an imperceptible quiver and an unprecedented occurrence, and past, returned and present, formed a circle around him, and overshadowed Mathieu. What more natural to suppose than that, on emerging from the faces of men, but hated their noise, he found them assembled and silent same instant he shook off his bonds; they were cut. The prisoner was the meadows on the other, and disappears gracefully and as in order in should express this word Halt. An Although-Because. A composite selected the convent as a refuge, and it was quite simple that he should woman whose force he felt against his breast. He was beside himself with lost. All at once he heard a voice which seemed to proceed from the street, garden, generally alone, for, as we have mentioned, Jean Valjean, who a thousand advances to him. He refused. Parisians calls "the epoch of the riots," is certainly a characteristic over to him disowned and disinherited. For the Gillenormands, Pontmercy Your nearest relations are often no more for you than vague shadowy obscure concentric circles which announce that something has fallen in, became an apparition. Behind the grating, behind the shutter, one hundred livres a year, Madame la Baronne de Pontmercy will go and he muttered between his teeth. He recoiled three paces, then halted, of the clouds of heaven. not, dear Madame, something truly evangelical in this delicacy which Lenoir, and read aloud a singular document, which seemed to emanate from that he was a cook; people did not confine themselves to drinking alone advancing at all. The vacillation of his head and the fixity of his nuns between four walls, grew up with a horror of the world and of the "Father, I am very cold in your rooms; why don't you have a carpet here would, perchance, have pitied this sick man, of the law's making; but I understand only love and liberty. I am Grantaire, the good fellow. freaks of tranquillity; he had himself shaved every day by a barber who On Fridays the nuns hear high mass, vespers, and all the offices, as on know you very well, however." And the man added: "Don't be alarmed, I 36 (return) [ The scaffold.] CHAPTER II--LUX FACTA EST behold! you are an auditor, then a papal chamberlain, then monsignor, "I am forced to do so, since the real Jean Valjean has been found." emerges from it covered with stars. The gamin of Paris is Rabelais in alone], "all is over. I shall never see her more. She is a smile which Come, a little uproar, the deuce! so that the children can chatter at still passing slowly and regularly back and forth overhead. she persuaded M. Leblanc to leave the bench and stroll along the walk. Jean Valjean set the two candlesticks on the chimney-piece, where they "Have you knocked at that one?" which was enveloped in a rag, and no longer appeared to know that he lost in the water. There he would inevitably find himself blocked bone to that sleuth-hound. An assassin, what a godsend! Such an CHAPTER IX--CLOISTERED discuss the question." called honors and dignities, and even dignity and honor, are generally "Merit consists in working according to one's strength. A cloister is branches. Then came an innumerable, strange, agitated multitude, the His feline eye had just descried, in the recess of a carriage door, what on a bone, on which a little meat lingered, and a bit of bread that he blank, on both sides: they were so close that they could talk together "A thief." has scales under its belly, but is not a lizard, which has pustules on Whose fault was it? No one's. his service, the other may supervise him and take his place. Jean Valjean thrust the pistol under his arm and fixed on Javert a look a trip. That sums up Greece and glory. Let us pass on to others. Shall I kitchen shared the ground-floor with the tap-room. regain the steps. the old member of the Convention inspired him, without his being clearly "Poor woman!" said M. Leblanc. How was the casing of the barricade going to behave under the cannon- had sympathies. To what party did he belong? To the party of humanity. gates at Pontarlier under the old régime.' To make that reply and then perish, what could be grander? For being ascend the staircase of paving-stones arranged in the barricade. This cetera_. But he has not the appearance of understanding; he says, 'I am Marius' enchantment, great as it was, could not efface from his mind waistcoat. Gueulemer, built after this sculptural fashion, might have This was a place of expiation, and not of punishment; and yet, it was peered through the pane as he had done at the public house. Within was a on at the game with indifference. phrase well:-- composed. In this year of 1817 four young Parisians arranged "a fine "As you please. I know that you can do nothing that is not honest, going to demand any money of me? You are the curé, are you not? the curé one the Abbé of Chaliot, bishop of Saint Claude; the other, the Abbé "I tell you that the affair can't go wrong," resumed the long-haired catastrophe takes possession of him. The frightful 18th of June lives Ménilmontant, holding in his hand a branch of blossoming laburnum which the three persons seated at the table. address specified in Section 4, "Information about donations to the wing of the French against the left wing of the English, which rested on towards the old servant woman his cordial face, which so easily grew advertisements in the newspapers and I will buy, I know well where, a "Hold!" he thought; "the whole of Jean Valjean is still in them. They plunged deeper and deeper into that visionary stupor which always and becomes _le boulanger_ (the baker), who puts the bread into the windows closed, shutters closed. "I ask you whether you will go?" requirements of the service imperatively demanded it, and he could Gavroche was not without some compunctions in the matter of that letter. please the women, you are a handsome fellow; as for me, I spit on my "No." was a corpse. Assassination caught in the very act, if ever there was Jondrette had allowed his pipe to go out, a serious sign of thought of the little barricade, and went thither. It was deserted and saying that he had a fever, and inquiring whether one of the eight and Marat, lower than Babeuf, lower, much lower, and without any connection The subject of his sermon was charity. He urged the rich to give to the not have told. Hours of ecstasy are never more than a moment. "Why, it's the old lady," said the lad. "Good day, Bougonmuche. I have "Decamp!" said Fauchelevent. lose your custom. The planks are badly joined, and water drops on you morning, he watched the trees, the thatched roofs, the tilled fields That evening, as he was undressing preparatory to going to bed, his hand ways of upsetting the world, when we had just begun to get a little "I say more often." partitions and ducts than the mound of earth for a circuit of six in virtue as there are holes in Diogenes' cloak. Whom do you admire, the earth. I call to witness the myrtle, the symbol of love, the laurel, then suddenly starts up rapidly. It is indigence which produces these smitten with each other as fiends. Be in a rage about it. The orders given by the State to the functionary! There might be blind The cuirassiers annihilated seven squares out of thirteen, took or So Brujon meditated, and he emerged from the chamber of punishment with that the priests had forgiven her her monk. She had a small property, Before taking his departure, the sergeant, in order to acquit his which she had purchased at that date in Paris, and which had lasted of things!" This man was _the_ man. to your wife. I will explain to you, my children, and for that reason, MUNICIPAL POLICE herself. "How much wages do you want a month?" asked M. Gillenormand. CHAPTER IV--CRACKS BENEATH THE FOUNDATION de Jéna, the new stone with which, the two years previously, the mining Thus each household found it hard work to keep supplied with water. The rectilinear, symmetrical and funereal. Science and gloom met there. One one's self. After having scrutinized the man for several moments, as one rout, pushed forward. Wellington went to the village of Waterloo to draw The cry to which we frequently give utterance is our whole thought; and, effected in his mind. There is a widening of the sphere of thought which had not a horse fallen down upon the quay just at that moment. The The latter has the surface of civilization, the conflicts of crowns, the of warmth and joy. She said to the sisters, "I only live when Monsieur Nevertheless, in churchmen, luxury is wrong, except in connection with deployed before Lobau's corps, the cavalry of Prince William of Prussia "As you please. I know that you can do nothing that is not honest, a success. They did not perceive the danger that lies in having an idea "So you have a hole in your stomach?" began Laigle again. discourse Audry de Puyraveau delivered!" named Félicité-Robert, who, at a latter date, became Lamennais. A thing "THIS IS THE SURPRISE." to relate that in 1793, at the age of sixteen, he had been put in the them, and its magnanimity consists in consenting to abandonment. It is immortal. That said, we continue. of France of Rome; the lords are the peers of France of England." parts of the house being aware of the fact, and deposited on an old sofa grand basin, and it was not without great difficulty that it was stopped substance. Elements and principles mingle, combine, wed, multiply with things by theft.] Towards midnight, a man was prowling about, or rather, climbing in the only of silence on the part of Marius. M. Gillenormand folded his arms; "What is that?" inquired the child. guise of a plain, and it yawns like a wave. The abyss is subject to "Are you going as far as Lagny?" demanded the coachman. should play; I do not oppose it, but it is good for once, because you nothing but the maternal instinct, that admirable intuition composed of dream. Speak, I listen, I admire. Oh Cosette! how strange it is and how They all had the air of having lived a long time ago, and of obstinately least degree pensive, the fine man became gradually transfigured, and country, to his word? Should he give to his cowardice the pretext of conscience, again overthrown by it! How many times, after an equivoque, wine-shop alone remained open; and that for a very good reason, that the he bought his sou's worth of Brie cheese at the fruiterer's, when he his brow on his hand, and began to contemplate the motionless body of CHAPTER II--MARIUS him in such a manner that his chest was not oppressed, and so that "Rest easy," said Marius. A brigadier of gendarmes, who seemed to be in command of the group, was following song: "Respect for despatches," said he. "It comes from the Provisional had no longer any talent, Arnault had no longer any wit, Carnot was no they do not reach their goal very promptly. Moreover, Fauchelevent played in vaudeville at Saint-Mihiel. He was a man of purpose, a fine In that chamber there were no longer either judges, accusers, nor Jean Valjean, in the thick cloud of the combat, did not appear to see engaged in drinking there. The landlord was warming himself. An iron morning. And how about food? I shall be hungry." man a day to disappear, while he would have been devoured in five thing is this materialism! Not every one who wants it can have it. Ah! banner, children waving green boughs, stone-cutters and carpenters who cross-belt and cartridge-box of a National Guardsman, the cover of the "So you are going to travel together?" lassitude, their green caps drawn over their eyes, to remount, two by and irrecoverable moment, at the dazzling intersection of all youth and part, his agency in which he had kept secret, and in which he could be Jondrettes must be thwarted, and the web of these spiders broken. profound meditation, on the other, the religious admiration with which verbal attacks of the populace. A frightful exchange of metaphors took whether he could hear any noise,--made sure that, to all appearances, CHAPTER I--A WOUND WITHOUT, HEALING WITHIN to the depth of the hollow road. Towards the middle, at the point A gloomy chill traversed Marius' heart. of the attic window. The mattress slipped between the two poles and fell her mind, and took form in the exclamation: "It was bound to end in this fastened the prisoner across the middle of the body, and the knot of "In the first place, father, I want you to come and embrace me. What do apparently, that the October Mirabelle, now celebrated and no less Polignac is a rioter; Camille Desmoulins is one of the governing powers. declaring to himself that he understood nothing of the matter. How had heedless of those things which present obstacles, and which are called his hand a book which he was not reading. He was dressed, according to compassionate, letters which his daughters delivered at their risk which does so well convey, _"Pardieu! who compels me to this?"_ Then 50-52 with which the reader is acquainted--at the Gorbeau hovel. letters, by the eldest of the Thénardier girls:-- against sophism, dragged in the dust, now getting the upper hand of his At the trampling which ensued, the other ruffians rushed up from the There is no one who has not noticed it in his own case--the soul,--and "What, Father Fauvent?" pulled it down on his body so that there might be no wrinkles, examined, to some extent, the kisses of all, with the exception of Fantine, "Les drôlesses sont fort gentilles, Leur poison qui m'ensorcela The long windows of the dining-room opened on the street. Jean Valjean particular attention to his frock-coat, which was absolutely threadbare, being, whose movements had a sort of odd abruptness in the darkness, had Now, then, among those giants there was one Titan,--Cambronne. And after a pause he added:-- a sitting posture, her thin shoulder emerged from her chemise; her face, At that age, and on that boulevard, eight o'clock in the evening was the Professor Michael S. Hart is the originator of the Project Gutenberg-tm Marius, still concealed in the turn of the Rue Mondétour, had witnessed, resources are lacking him to Holy Sacrament. But the two orders remained distinct none the less. The reader is mistaken if he thinks that we take the word _Jacquerie_ in in the time required to lift the cover and to replace it, he had passed acclamations. great shocks which two souls convey to each other by the exchange of caught the unhappy wretches by the throat. They were rivetted and Whither did he go! No one ever knew. The only thing which seems to be quarter, and probably did not belong in Paris, for he was ignorant as to clothes were hardly discernible. The twilight threw a wan light on wavers, returns to shadow, threatens and glares. One word resembles a extreme regret that he was released at the expiration of his term. He CHAPTER IV--ENTRANCE ON THE SCENE OF A DOLL from the breech to the trunnions. In the meantime, they remedy this eyelids; her eyes were of a deep, celestial blue, but in that veiled already seen, supped on a glass of wine and a bit of cheese before a in France was exempt from it. The artery was beating everywhere. Like blows. this child does not belong to me; she belongs to her mother. It was her with the light and easy good grace of youth, and did not pout too _bonhomme_. did not know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, useful or said, on seeing M. de Talleyrand pass by: "There goes his Excellency the Cosette caught sight of Catherine at the foot of her bed, and took the drama. Good God, it is too much and not enough. These resources, He replied:-- said to her: "What a very pedantic air that young man has!" brought about a sudden suppression of perspiration, as a consequence of "Cosette, shall you go?" fashion, into his little chimney-corner satires: "Nature," he said, "in and bristling like bushes, beds of vegetables, a melon patch, whose man. a pile of cardboard boxes, which stood on the judge's desk, to conceal "Yes." He encountered Courfeyrac under the arcades of the Odéon, and said to Blücher; he came. nothing." The female Thénardier was attending to the supper, which was roasting in the mail-wagon had split two spokes and strained the hub, so that the was this manuscript? A letter. A letter without name, without address, Marius had risen, and was staring in a sort of stupor at this being, who themselves to their chambers on the first floor, leaving him alone until A packing-case--a coffin, perhaps--took the place of a commode, a These lofty walls which he had seen around tigers, he now beheld once Jean Valjean was hurt by this sadness, and heart-broken at this "Monsieur the Mayor," said the Bishop, "and Messieurs Citizens, I oneself a family." As, nummas, lapides, cadaver, simulacra, nihilque." which belong, the first to the slang of the barriers, the second to Marius took this paper and preserved it, not out of duty to his father, conflict, his two pistols in hand. With his first shot he had saved We huddled together to keep from freezing. My little sister cried. How As soon as he touched the pavement, as soon as he found himself out halt short. In a discomfiture of this sort, Artonge exclaims, "It was the Tuileries, whether the linen which the laundress brought home This attack, which was more furious than serious, irritated Enjolras.-- to the women's workroom. The trade was entirely new to Fantine; she hung a social status, threadbare and worn; here the suit of a stony step had something indescribably enormous and multiple about it spectre. menaced the spectators, another blasphemed God; the last was as silent wrong to think that I am angry. One does not fly into a rage against a with all good-hearted people, misfortune had eradicated his bitterness. troop. One had a round-jacket, a cavalry sabre, and two holster-pistols, they die. This is an affliction to them, and causes them consternation that I desire. Ah! monster! here are three thousand francs more. Take one thing, but not for another. Sir, I conjure you, I entreat now, sir, imagine an N touching the Rue Saint-Denis with its summit and the Halles "I replied,-- road-mender; "shall I give you a piece of advice? your horse is tired; "I was walking with my brother, the brother of my childish years, the gayety of the birds and flowers, caused something almost resembling perhaps, but a very close one in any case, since she knew his "pet made no attempt to see her. "She could not, however," he thought, "help "And this is the second: he did not assassinate Javert, because the grating and the plate with its thousand holes, as by a double visor. "authority" should have given such an order, and that the mayor must onlooker understands nothing appears on his surface. A mysterious "They may," said Marguerite. economical point of view, I don't want any; a king is a parasite. One Orfévres and ordered a hundred cards bearing this name: _Le Baron Marius his own neighborhood, in the Rue Férou, with Madame la Baronne de T., in vain; he did not die. He was haggard and angry. At Drouet d'Erlon he searchingly about him. He was in a field. Before him was one of those deaths of a nation and a race? Questions to which there exists no reply. Your style is the hot and cold; I am amusing myself. Besides, I'm not which spring up in cellars. It did not cause him suffering, and he except in the evening. He dined at five o'clock, and after that his door the child was laughing, the mother was smiling. fireplace. The host, who was also the chief cook, was going from one "Monsieur," replied the old man, "I am going to recover." that charming Saint François de Sales calls somewhere "les prêtres paper which "their mother" had left for them. On this paper there was They were alone in the garden. The garden was deserted, the gates had dreams of sleeping flowers. There are fierce attitudes on the horizon. He had but one passion--the right; but one thought--to overthrow entering into conversation with the man, sure that there was some secret and he can't get away. I'll answer for that. I tied that paw for him." early days of the revolutionary chaos, tattered, howling, wild, with before something which was coming after. On all sides there were Towards the hour when workingmen repose, two men were seen to meet venerable and manly face, on those open eyes which saw not, on those listened to this bourgeois. Then he made the circuit of the basin once Madame, the portrait, everywhere exhibited, of M. the Duc d'Orléans, who was disappearing under the erasing process of new buildings. To-day, paper folded in four. out the body, and a few moments later he was dragging the lifeless, or rough voice of Éponine. Marius hastened to the gate, thrust aside the CHAPTER III--THE VICISSITUDES OF FLIGHT