most distant and most "disinterested" quarters. The courageous took to whatever it was, he had done for the sake of clothing and nourishing delicate operation is called "spinning." to bar the passage against possible Prussians, to force Mont-Saint-Jean, is sometimes right and sometimes wrong. CHAPTER IX--THE UNEXPECTED the tap-room. secrecy, to repeat what he has heard in the examination room is a grave I encountered in the street, a very poor young man who was in love. His recovered; he attained that phase of composure where it is possible to this cloud parted, as though on purpose, and a ray of light, traversing BOOK THIRTEENTH.--MARIUS ENTERS THE SHADOW There was a moment when he reflected on the future. Denounce himself, contact a continual reminder of heaven and of God. Let us emphasize feat of prowess. I have that general on my back, and I am carrying him the inexhaustible is requisite. the rain-soaked soil, and only succeeding in producing volcanoes of mud, paper which "their mother" had left for them. On this paper there was way was to turn through the boulevard. One of the invited guests She dropped her eyes, and he pursued his way. He incessantly gazed at, and he sometimes touched lightly with his in the light; excess burns. The flame is the enemy of the wing. To burn conflict, always muzzled, but always growling, was born armed peace, And he remembered that he had dared to murmur! "She did not say." "Ah!" said Fauchelevent, "so there is a child?" traveller to go to sleep, and we both went upstairs. Nevertheless, I length, each story retreating twelve feet back of the story below, in particularly graceful manner of plucking at his lace ruffle with the "The Petit-Picpus convent." Henceforth these beings belonged to the statistics as "Abandoned destroyed, Somerset remained. Auguste. It was evident that Madame Albertine belonged to the very pronounced, the grandfather raved. He executed a multitude of mechanical produces a sound of agony beneath their monstrous vault. tottering himself. It was as though his brain were full of smoke; It did occur to him to summon the guard, but Jean Valjean might avail a blow became audible as the cudgels descended on shoulder-blades or than ever. At recreation hours, Jean Valjean watched her running and off nearly all his furniture. On the day of his entrance into his new he had dissipated and vanished, had there not taken place, a few minutes The conventionary began to pant; the asthma of the agony which is be wheedling. comprehend, but which resembled an assassination! And against whom, Such was M. Luc-Esprit Gillenormand, who had not lost his hair,--which throats cut,--and all this so that a peasant can say to-day to the chrysalis who would persist, and who would come to visit his butterfly? can be towards Cosette. All that Marius had caught a glimpse of and had himself that his heart was still beating. It was even beating a little questioned him concerning a misdeed which Lacenaire denied, "Who did in lieu of the ---- above.} consternation, all that might have corrected and restrained this On the following day, M. Mabeuf received an invitation to dine with the he was observing and commanding this whole scene. There he stood, Pointe Saint-Eustache, at the northeast angle of the Halles of Paris, invulnerable, sublime--gods and beasts. its nickname: "Good day, Guignon," he said to it. pleased. for. This idea of Napoleon, disdained by men, had been taken back by the dense mystery which enveloped that grave and singular person on whom Bernardins, in the last year of the eighteenth century. The poor devil the midst of a fusillade, hatless in the rain, and strolling about among He rose to his feet, hesitated still another moment, and listened; all as though it came out of a bandbox. It resembles a tradesman who has "Fifteen francs fine," said Fauchelevent. worse of it in that bloody scale. The second regiment of foot-guards Then she set her back against the gate, faced the six ruffians who were "I am she," replied Cosette. down, confusedly, at the limit which separates the indistinct from the was a game and an uproar as much as a conversation. They tossed words preservative of the subterranean constructions, on account of its young man who had been waiting for Courfeyrac at his lodgings, and who "Marius," said M. Gillenormand, "you will set out for Vernon to-morrow." security of the rest. Every combination thought out by Jean Valjean had It was indispensable that all should be ended on the following day, that human body, the network of secret societies began to spread all over the the score of Bonaparte as about all the rest; each day he saw more daughter. Moreover, as she knew nothing, she could say nothing, and brazier, and had then straightened himself up again, and now Thénardier, end to the other, as a whole and in detail, whatever may be its my daughters with an air of pity,--she is that beggar brat! Oh! I should A bad sign for the sick man are these mysterious dialogues of the doctor woman's chemise, but he did not get it from his mother. Some people or and of gleams full of radiance. one did not know it, the voice ceased, the wall became silent once more, A being who could have hovered over Paris that night with the wing of wall?" in the same way that one says of Corneille: "Where did he find 48 (return) [ She astounds at ten paces, she frightens at two, a wart Jean Valjean, without replying, helped the insurgent whom he was saving Hougomont still held out, but was on fire; La Haie-Sainte was taken. Of savage cries which the Yoways and the Botocudos hurl at each other from of dwelling is the enormous size of the spiders. twilight. This twilight, sufficient to enable a person to see his way, dripping with darkness and overflowing with shadows in the depths all Perhaps she had no ulterior meaning. Jean Valjean thought he perceived passed through the Rue Plumet, an old, belated bourgeois who was making leaden cope, which the indifference of the people casts over obstinate CHAPTER XVIII--THE VULTURE BECOME PREY Staircase and corridor were lighted by two beautiful windows. The have I to know your name? Besides, before you told me you had one which Conseil de Guerre, of pacing the Rue des Vieilles-Tuileries, of striding "That is true," said the Bishop in a low voice. followed Mommol. What has that to do with the question? Does that "She is a spider, Monseigneur." needed; a study, it will be remembered, being required by the council of very hard. The elder one undertook the risk. The younger, on seeing his When Javert arrived at M. sur M. the fortune of the great manufacturer necessary that I should be despised. Then I straighten up again. I am a misshapen bushes whistled in the clearings. The tall grasses undulated entered his chamber, only her rags were two months older now, the holes "We are talking business." About an hour later, Jean Valjean went out in the complete costume of a army; the English grape-shot and the Prussian grape-shot aiding each "Only one." "Which?" "The Manuel section." "Who was its leader?" entwining with it the glory of France, insolently to end Waterloo with There was a stone there. The Bishop sat down. The exordium was abrupt. forced to hold my peace. If I had spoken, it would have caused replaced his passport in his pocket, and seated himself. Mademoiselle of them had a flint-lock. They rang, entered, and set about making when one says student, one says Parisian: to study in Paris is to be A legitimist association, the Chevaliers of Fidelity, stirred about Silence ensued. Montparnasse ceased his struggles. Gavroche indulged in Jean Valjean did not move. It seemed as though his feet were nailed to executed, the discharge took place with the terrifying rattle of a round her own room a very large easy-chair of wood, which had formerly been Jean Valjean shook his head. left, for fear of seeing things in the branches and in the brushwood. In was visible on the crest of the plateau except the artillery and the gave a leap like a panther, and hurled herself upon the man, burying her there was a railing on a garden, the Rue Plumet. I lived in a little hedge, and containing a well. He took advantage of this removal to sell applause; but they whispered together for a long time. Speech being a compartments of bigotry. come thither to die. slanting. At the moment when the Hanoverian lieutenant, Wilda, grasped he gazed at Cosette, saying: "Oh! what a kindly wound! Oh! what a good and did not follow Jondrette into it. It was lucky that he did so, which, however, bears no reference in itself to, and is not connected by commune, there is right. The monastery is the product of the formula: mayor had set out that morning before six o'clock, in a little tilbury through the calcareous layers alternating with very slender threads of them. It is the fate of many men to live thus half submerged. In a something which might wound the man. By dint of reflection, I think the garden except at night, he ran no risk of being seen. in those days! youth was a bouquet; every young man terminated in a "You crawl over the walls and you don't care a straw for the government. Marius gazed upon that man whom he beheld for the first time, on that Cosette had one vexation. Toussaint could not get on with Nicolette, the the parapet; that other has a mania for pulling _person's_ ears; etc., guns. journeymen in the studios of sculptors. They are an enthusiastic family, made of marble, cheeks that seemed made of rose-leaf, a pale flush, "Take it," said she. internal hardness, his dismissal to liberty, rejoicing in manifold plans his ban, and went and posted himself at Saint-Sulpice, at the hour when condemning him? As for the affair with Little Gervais, the counsel need part is a garden, the second is an orchard, the third is a wood. These "M. Madeleine!" asked Charlotte.] "The bird slanders in the elms, And pretends that yesterday, Atala Went and when he arrives at the bottom of the hole, when he lays his hand on Jerome would be heretics. grandfather. Listen to me; I will give you a bit of advice: Adore each through their medium. It was he who said: "The Cardinals are the peers niece of mine, and that she is to keep her for me until to-morrow. Then CHAPTER IX--A MERRY END TO MIRTH of them being able to say how it had come about, they had begun to call A whispering ensued. he added: "I will not fall." "I don't care if you do," retorted the horror. me a present of a sermon and his purse. I put it in my pocket. A minute wings could be felt. infamous, infamous and that's what I think of you, of your ideas, of carrying the shoulder-belts and the shakos. hideous to approach those who are healthy, and to touch them in the dark of Mississippi and granted tax exempt status by the Internal Revenue feeling and fumbling in all sorts of nooks which his rags contained. hats. word. The beggar had the same figure, the same rags, the same appearance "Hold! it has relieved me to come to a decision; I am quite another man rain had drenched the front of the vehicle, which was wide open; the There are many hills to ascend." through vice, and with club-blows through crime. To meet the needs of Several minutes elapsed. Marius heard the lower door turn on its hinges; Republicans are like." "Is it cold?" everything in common, even Musichetta, to some extent. They were, what making all allowances, of course, after a revolution, what are the "Shrove Tuesday!" exclaimed the grandfather, "so much the better. There more Michael. In the future no one will kill any one else, the earth the man of scruples, never laid a finger on any one's collar. question of the gentleman. I was present. This woman flung herself meditation? Did he straighten up? Did he remain bowed? Had he been bent fermentation, sweeping the large, sounding the small, right and left, from the list. Sixty francs in the gulf." of the air, like trees and stones. quiver traversed his mind. He caught a glimpse of a wretched destiny for great one, Jeanne's, still held out. and had left on the floor a few paces from the kitchen table. drawing in and around the insurrection. Luxembourg. That was where you saw her for the first time. You remember following song: was no means of overtaking it; what! run after it? Impossible; and On another occasion, he had an encounter which produced on him a may flee from it beyond the Sarmatians. Ah! in 1787, I predict that all The greater part of the Friends of the A B C were students, who were incident which, though unnoticed by the wedding party, marked the a clenched fist grasped his throat. At last he tore himself from his he were ill, and why he had not come on the previous evening. Nicolette The reply was ungracious. The personage, determined to be gracious at taken it; it had been offered to him, and he had accepted it; convinced, He told himself that it was fortunate that it was not there and that would be in the right. Mr. Mayor, I do not desire that you should treat "No." Then she departed. road-mender; "shall I give you a piece of advice? your horse is tired; Thénardier. What redoubled the tenderness of his gratitude towards awaits us, in our ignorance of what the immense dispersion will make of scholars in a convent; it consisted of a badly cut gown of black merino. "So be it. Let us raise the barricade to a height of twenty feet, and don't come here, I forbid it! You can use your knives. I'll use kicks; appearance at Laffitte's any morning, sign a receipt, and carry off his revolution, it is democratic in order to escape being beaten, and the peasant's whole passivity lies in this saying, the whole of the if we are two old fools! But, in the first place, how did he manage to neither stout nor thin, neither tall nor short. Hence adaptations which never haggled over his alms-giving, but gave gladly and nobly. He was their peril, in the hope of seeing Thénardier make his appearance on the by rights, in the five and twentieth year of their adolescence. Love is the salutation of the angels to the stars. Babylon violated lessens Alexander, Rome enchained lessens Cæsar, staring at him. and the black angel are about to seize each other on the bridge of the "So, you will go?" to lodge information against the wounded, having outraged public We have already explained that the lanterns had not been lighted that "We are going to fling the government to the earth." and one of whose hips was missing. Near the basin there was a bourgeois Kielmansegg's Hanoverians, and Ompteda's Germans. This placed twenty-six axe. had caught sight of them, they would have driven such rags forth. Poor The child held up her tiny finger. The lad asked for no further enlightenment. Work for the relief and delivery of prisoners . . . 500 " lead, and fomentations of oxycrat." "Parbleu! You made game of me in the past! You are the cause of all my prowling about the neighborhood. traversed the barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie at the moment when The manner of marriage in 1833 was not the same as it is to-day. France when, while doing that which it is one's duty to do, one feels something prioress resumed:-- "It's getting hot! Hullo, it's getting hot!" there, and life was palpitating there. The garret, the cellar, the lowly himself, in confused and suppressed stammerings of voluptuousness which a passer-by, no longer a soldier, no longer a light, there was no one; one did not know it, the voice ceased, the wall became silent once more, emerging from the dark. The future life, the possible life which offered Although this detail has no connection whatever with the real substance there, then, above the sun? The god. me pass, I was like a madman, I once went out without my hat. I no gave in his adherence to or applauded all hostile manifestations. He This guarantee satisfied every one. jubilation, enthusiasm, and satisfaction I could strangle all those rich Hougomont. At the same time Napoleon attacked the centre by hurling nights without sleep, evenings without a candle, a hearth without a CHAPTER VII--THE TRAVELLER ON HIS ARRIVAL TAKES PRECAUTIONS FOR perfumed than the summer Mirabelle, owes its origin. He went to mass wounded. As for the three poor creatures who inhabited Corinthe, no one Thus he discoursed gravely and paternally; in default of examples, he country-side. He entered the kitchen, which opened on a level with the he doing? "Napoleon is dead," said a passer-by to a veteran of Marengo Mon nez est en larmes, Mon ami Bugeaud, Prête moi tes gendarmes Pour and a sort of unconscious smile, which yet indicated trust in God. concealed under his blouse, probably thinking that this morsel of stuff thinks of nothing any longer. And did she have white linen? Did those he had expected. her blue plush hat. Then we went to the Quartier des Invalides, where knew! Do you know? I have been in the jug. A fortnight! They let me out! leaves on the left when one emerges from the Rue Polonceau into this had obtained permission, as we have already stated, to be buried there fifteen thousand francs. His dream was to come into an inheritance and All at once she rapidly adjusted her disordered garments, dropped the "Take your revenge." speaking to himself. "He is the one they called Marius." Fantine tried to obtain a situation as a servant in the neighborhood; had saved Colonel Pontmercy. Thénardier was a ruffian in the eyes of all Twenty-seven that you own, and three that my grandfather gives me.' I clamorous city, dimly lighted at mid-day, and is, so to speak, incapable her and promoted her to the rank of lady's maid. And her mother, no doubt, alas! CHAPTER III--SUMS DEPOSITED WITH LAFFITTE none the less significant for not being visible. This never deceives. then the woollen stockings. These stockings, which still preserved the "Pewter has an odor." of France, and power in spite of the jealousy of Europe. Louis Philippe with a heavy pair of shears, the second with weighing-tongs, the third the object of my prayers to Heaven,--security,--I have now attained; it side. Every time that that chance which meddles with the strolls of "It is made. You are a peasant, I am a Parisian." These four shadows were the four men. He commanded men as resolute as himself, "raging fellows," as a witness following him with great strides and waving its arms. and Director gbnewby@pglaf.org The best thing, assuredly, is the pacific solution. In short, let us who abandon us!" and was reputed dead, on a criminal whom justice had formerly classed "The least possible sin is the law of man. No sin at all is the dream Then, turning to the gendarmes:-- He deciphered the few lines written by Marius, and muttered: only older,--there are people who do not grow old, I don't know how they another sort of explosion. filled, crushing in his embrace the immense body of Ajax, equal to the Once as he sat with his knees pressed together, and his eyes almost in terrible handfuls. They must be a little thunderstruck themselves at between the blind alley Genrot on the right, his agent on the left, and field-glass, on the extreme horizon, something which had attracted his She no longer felt strong enough to say a word. She was advised to "To penal servitude?" ascended and descended by means of a rope, which traversed the street He seized Marius' hand and felt his pulse. Youth is made thus; it quickly dries its eyes; it finds sorrow useless author of that corpse. For our own part, we do not think so; it seems who was fast asleep. philosophers, the Eternal Father; according to the Jacobins, the Supreme His position was visibly becoming critical. and really, you are excessively ignorant. M. le Duc d'Angoulême, the gendarmerie; this is why they had forgotten to ask him for his passport. "But the person has been waiting your return for over an hour," said the to a beggar? They persecute the saints. They shut their eyes to the meddle further in the matter. This man is forever a prisoner of the law; It was incurring a frightful risk to go to his assistance; not one to the effect that, on the representations of the prefect and in for the lawyers; they made the most of it. A parody was immediately peaceably, and doing no harm to any one? I am rather ill, as you see. sort of lugubrious life. The bushes shook their thin little arms with disentangling from amid the vague ideas of a poor man, ignorant of One day he heard a criminal case, which was in preparation and on the who were following him closely, pass, one after the other, under that arises from a thing which is called the tax on doors and windows. Just With this verse he compares three texts: the Arabic verse which says, his master. We have said that Fantine was joy; she was also modesty. seen. At moments, in that dizzy depth, a gleam of light appeared, and and Grantaire began again worse than ever:-- who holds his interlocutor and who feels his adversary palpitating under "Do us a favor. Follow Marius a little. He does not know you, it will be avoided; he prescribed an infusion of pure chinchona, and, in case the monks, marabouts, talapoins, and dervishes multiply even like swarms of is good, up to a degree which the social philosophies are able to Sieur Boulatruelle was that road-mender of Montfermeil whom the reader Let the reader imagine Paris lifted off like a cover, the subterranean Jondrette's; the dog is, at times, no less terrible to meet than the vague, terrible, and a roamer. No one was sure whether he had a name, flowers like stars, dew like pearls, fecundity, beauty, life, joy, shut the door on his past? But he was not shutting it! great God! he was Abd-el-Kader, Blaye, Deutz bought, Pritchard paid,--these are the doings thought an element, disseminated and invisible, dissolving all, except thickets: in the one there is the soul of forests, in the other the He remained where he was, petrified like the statue of salt, not daring Mondétour which was called Corinthe. These meetings were secret. Others feeble mind, the tree trunk and the stalk of straw. Woe to him whom it Here he broke his silence. Marius and Cosette never asked themselves whither this was to lead them. CHAPTER VIII--THE VETERANS THEMSELVES CAN BE HAPPY This was the second place of captivity which he had seen. In his youth, Ivry, Gentilly, Arcueil, Belleville, Aubervilliers, Menilmontant, "I will learn English and German." He said, "No, Madame." such a thing? What she had just done is horrible!--Alas, the poor child which is, however, sufficient for life. This is the mode in which the They were only a few turns of the wheel distant from the small alley uniforms perfectly natural; Jean Valjean donned his uniform of a hours, one hundred and fifty thousand useless shots. At six francs the morning, she quitted Paris, bearing her child on her back. Any one who "My poor doggy," said he, "you must have gone and swallowed a cask, for That master good Clermont-Tonnerre cold. She said to him in her turn: "What is the matter?" When they saw him scattering his money about, they said, "He is an The entrance was a triumphant one. In the rear of that star eight or ten forms were moving about in a Grand Sewer is, in fact, eight feet wide and seven feet high. the sharpest noses, and one of the most obtuse minds that it is possible This pious woman had conceived an affection for Fantine, probably He abounded in memories. He was accustomed to exclaim: "How pretty she be a mistake to write to Liège 2 for corks, and to Pau for gloves. Miss In the midst of this silence, a cracked voice launched this lugubrious forever. Nothing from them ever reached him again; he never beheld from nails, a bird-cage, ashes, and even a little fire. Two brands were CHAPTER XIII--LITTLE GAVROCHE was left with him. Up to that moment he had lived with that blind faith disastrous." varies; the average height is about five feet, six inches, and has been "Well, sell it to me, then." point where the sewer enters the Seine, between the Pont des Invalides Bishop, his thought can be found explained, or at least indicated, in Then it is seen that the man is simply a peasant, that he appears black "--tine. What next?" Then he experienced a giddiness. undertone, in the women's workroom, that Fantine "wrote letters" and "Monsieur, Blondeau came to this fine name, and called: 'Laigle!' I "And this is the way I save his life!" Son bonnet charmant est à peine éclos. over the linen in her chest, and in spreading out on her bed the dresses and Madame la Baronne, with an income of thirty thousand livres." the streets on their way to the Townhall. They tore the epaulets from In 1820, five years after his arrival in M. sur M., the services which Courier. There was a false Chateaubriand, named Marchangy, in the impulse and of effort, that centre and that dwelling of minds, that Royalist Bank-note towards the door. Jean Valjean, armed with his bar of iron, walked away. Marius, also warned, and, in accordance with the deep law of God, alias Deux-Milliards." without violence, without any direct action on his part, by virtue of a had just got out of bed. The king, who was laughing, continued to laugh, Lingerie, of the Blancs-Manteaux; their scouts had reached the Place thousand years Thesprion's apostrophe: _Quis properantem me prehendit on top. This exists. It can be seen. It can be touched. These _in pace_, explore the fissure which had been made in the narrow entrance of the incessantly. And in fact, if the grandeur of the Revolution consists Enjolras was thoughtful. It is impossible to say what grandiose shadows "Yes." then you will pass years in a dungeon, riveted to a wall, groping for Prince William of Prussia; Guyot, who led the Emperor's squadrons to the his scaffoldings, his projects for the future. In this state of revery, under-let their accomplices. They kept a troupe of actors of the shadows Théodule seated himself, and M. Gillenormand rose. Gutenberg are removed. Of course, we hope that you will support the intoxication, a sort of steam which has obscured the brain, is "Montpellier not active, Marseilles fine quality," the broker on 'change great city. There, everything should be subordinated to the shortest in vain; he did not die. He was haggard and angry. At Drouet d'Erlon he a bit of green cloth sewed on with twine; a tightly packed soldier after all, who will have their turn later on.--"I exist," murmurs that civilization are such augmentations of light, that all resistance in As though she now beheld him for the first time in her life. glance died out. Those persons who wish to gain a clear idea of the battle of Waterloo he thought of what the weather had been, of the leafless trees, of the of an unknown quantity, which is itself. It is natural to it to be wretch. In the midst of all this terror the Bishop arrived. He was lodge, still in a thorough fright, and absorbed in sad reflections. where it figured as a flattened pillar, into two portions, and finally His instinct did not hesitate. He put together certain circumstances, and that in the world she passed for dead. Beneath this history it himself, who was, perhaps, almost Thénardier's son-in-law, yielded. A you will anger your father." heart. Certain demolitions take place, and it is well that they do, but his place was empty in the galleys; that do what he would, it was still Section 5. General Information About Project Gutenberg-tm electronic couverte_. the capital had not much head. It did not know how to manage its own "Well, go in, then, the rest of you," exclaimed Montparnasse. "Do the One evening during that same month of April, Jean Valjean had gone out; were slain by two shots fired from the attic. A man in a blouse was expression such as they had never worn before. Thus far it was only an heat, wind, and sun without a drop of rain, had passed; the stalks were to me! But I have told you, and I will not take it back, that I am so had been converted into a house. This edifice had, for its intestinal one would feel on beholding a smiling angel slowly unfold his wings, soap, two children of unequal stature, very neatly dressed, and still one, the chaplain, the Abbé Banés, old and ugly, whom they were for a second, of the "young man" who played that flute so deliciously, objected. He was told, _"That is enough for thee."_ He persisted. The indispensable. The right, too grandly proclaimed, is shaken. Also, right it to undertake reforms. There was a Holy Alliance; _Belle-Alliance_, Madeleine! Monsieur le Maire!" candlesticks from the chimney-piece in Monseigneur's bed-chamber, and your sisters, the virgins, and your brothers, the angels, in the light; are wanting in respect towards it. The words which characterize it in as his trousers. scrap of her dress. From the cess-pool, it re-constitutes the city; from part in anything that was going on. He did not appear to hear the and unexpected; the merest chance furnished them. One day, Mother expect us to do with her seven francs?" and he wrote to demand twelve thoughts, even the stone. successes which are talked of long in advance and have had the bloom However things might stand,--and it was to this point that he reverted long files of curious and formidable people who descended from the And do what he would, he always fell back upon the heartrending dilemma de Calais, there was, in 1822, a man who had fallen out with justice, The fact is that he displeased them. Among other strange things, it is all. He has regulated all his charities. Now here are three thousand old, neither homely nor pretty, neither a peasant nor a bourgeoise, who youth. At fifteen years of age they appear to be twelve, at sixteen they insist on this alarming rescue through the sewer, and for him not to of nature than the result of a grand conviction which had filtered into which was very new to him. graceful semblance of luxury was a kind of child's play, which was full manure, on the other hand, is gold. towards the nettles, the plant had sprung upward, the branch had all the windows of the ground floor. "Promise what I tell you!" discovered beneath a mass of shavings and refuse bits of wood, a favorable to it. their peril, in the hope of seeing Thénardier make his appearance on the Natural and commonplace as this matter of marrying is, the banns to In our opinion, cenobites are not lazy men, and recluses are not idlers. all joy. They realized the verses of Jean Prouvaire; they were forty re-enter. It must be done. But how will you manage to get out?" not the thing for the peoples. Nations have not always and at every hour there. The walks are sanded with river sand; there are tiny violet must scent out the truth; dig in the earth for it, and seize it. Then certain horror for Jean Valjean. A sacred horror, perhaps, for, as we hair." She put on little round caps which concealed her shorn head, and "My very dear brethren, my good friends, there are thirteen hundred What beautiful carpets! What beautiful liveries! They must be a great him. to "deliberate" over this. It did not take much more than this to swell "I would remind the district-attorney," said the President, "that She will find my letter. I bequeath to her the two candlesticks which broke out in Europe, these north gales were more harsh and piercing above the throng of heads, their wild pyramid is visible. These had purchased at Saint-Cloud. "Do you love me?" "Well!" he replied, "what is it?" the child's gown and the old man's hair, he had dubbed the daughter third story on the Rue Droit-Mur side, in order to attempt to catch a question of the inheritance without consulting him." She was rich, in saved old Fauchelevent's life, despite the disquieting insinuations of the four lines which follow:-- He had not seen her enter, but he had felt that she was there. cause stars to blaze forth there. serious. It is well understood here, that by the words Venice, England, we the rebuke of the police, the two maskers turned their eyes elsewhere. Marius returned to No. 50-52 with great strides. The door was still open principal problems. eagle. Any one to behold him thus motionless would have pronounced him The solution of everything by universal suffrage being an absolutely spot, in default of a cuirass, in its lack of logic; they attacked this WHICH IS TREACHEROUS benefit. He had even at need contrived to aid and multiply the At the expiration of the first six months the mother sent seven francs Let us make an exception in favor of Paris, nevertheless. In a relative "Put me where you like," said the man; "in the attic, in the stable. I It was a seignorial garden in the first French style which preceded Le them." "And great haste is required." for the pistol-shot. Holy Sacrament. But the two orders remained distinct none the less. way, that she had under her a terrible cavern. People talked of it as of said, "This is the way I have been robbed!" And then he opened a trunk remained in the same place and the same attitude. From time to time he Zi zi zi clothes, and that they were laughing at them; the fact is, that they Here's a pretty trick to play! He is dead, that good man, the very best very hungry." reached that point of emotion where a man does not speak for fear lest stir from the wine-shop. By two o'clock in the afternoon, the table at two sisters whom you maintain."--And an unprecedented controversy broke trumpets, the drums, the firing, and, above all, to that lamentable sobbing, he raised his right hand and lowered it gradually seven times, duties punctually; every hour a chestnut must be dropped into all the of the monarchy preserved their names of provinces even after the fall smacks too strongly of the brigand. Nevertheless, we will remark On the following day, therefore, two bells were audible in the garden, stifled his emotions, took into consideration Javert's presence, that "It would be a good thing to have two men for it." the splendors of destiny. In these aspirations, much more than in After the expiration of a few moments, do what he would, he resumed the unanimously selected and stepped out of the ranks. "So it seems to me." Love. A sombre and starry transfiguration is mingled with this torture. depths of space, then they fell upon his book once more, and there they the function of real philosophy. Morality is a blossoming out of truths. One day, Mother Plutarque said to him:-- his existence, his life, his peace, his place in the sunshine. He was huge beast, felt greatly inclined to cry, but he did not dare. to the society of the Virgin, wore a white veil on certain festivals, never left each other. That lasted for nine years and some months. I was uneasy; nothing was to be heard but this: "Ah! my God! He has not come young man who had inquired of him that morning for Marius. coarse velvet, bare feet, and something which resembled a pool of blood. little error in what he believed, though he was in the right. He is affected airs of a flattered monster. which existed in this mind. Beneath the cudgel, beneath the chain, in BOOK THIRD.--THE HOUSE IN THE RUE PLUMET crossed the abyss at one bound, clung to the coping of the wall, got guns. disguised the bridge of Austerlitz and the Jardin des Plantes at one royal letters, was confirmed in 1654 by the Chamber of Accounts and the grew animated on this subject: "The elixir of gold," he exclaimed, "the People would drive away the Graces as being too low in the neck. Alas! reach such deformity. If facts did their duty, they would confine Then, snatching the fragment from the hands of Thénardier, he crouched One sweet idea alone was left to him, that she had loved him, that her him to a worthy professor of the most purely classic innocence. This to paradise, was inscribed in large black letters:-- with audacity, and shake up that sad humanity which is covered pardon for that. Now she and you form but one for me. I feel very was dressed like a working-woman who is inclined to turn into a peasant "That's a real thing. You can't go against such things." hoarse accent of a vibration. Although not one of them was walking, a youth had had amorous intrigues. This was when he was a member of the "I do not know." and so perilously preserved for so many years, and flung them all, rags, The little fellow will grow up. adventure, indeed." weapons, by a sort of royal insurrection, felt itself in the possession of sand-lice continues to leap tumultuously under the feet of the glory for no one. Such was this war, made by the princes descended from Jean Valjean began again: "Did you not tell me that just now that there pitiable, poor in appearance, and in two quarters which were far remote presents. While Jean Valjean was building up for Cosette a normal with him. He made him dance according to his whim. Mestienne's head Marquise Dufresne. Another was never known in the convent except by same man, and I say that Javert had no other assassin than Javert. If I trap. They gazed into the dark barricade as one would gaze into a lion's heart-rending; the man who stood there appeared so calm that they did pitied. Certainly they are so. He who does not weep does not see. They in that town that a serious gap would exist in this book if we did with their harsh and direct light. A useful and graciously austere "I have nothing," said the landlord. off in the direction of the Halles, pushing the cart before him at a denounced her lover, confessed all, proved all. concealed myself under another name; I have become rich; I have become "Yes, sir." and spoke to her in a low voice. "On your knees." rather than that they should be rich with wealth that was not clean. "Hold," said the Bishop, "I must think of that. You are right. I may home, her father does not know it, just fancy, they are going away, it expect us to do with her seven francs?" and he wrote to demand twelve had rendered the Prefecture timid. Interference with individual liberty to tell you his real name. And to tell it to you for nothing." It was also totally different from the Bernardines of the Petit-Picpus, twisted iron, and their long windows, whose tiny panes cast all sorts been greatly angered had he had a lightning rod to ward off such both the things of the law, should have come to such a pass, that both is composed of the terrible mingled with the trifles of life, and which Such was the situation. having no longer an underpinning, gave way. A fold in a flooring of this "Monsieur Madeleine," resumed Fauchelevent, "you have arrived at a very beholds God. He dreams, he feels himself great; he dreams on, and feels CHAPTER III--THE BEGINNING OF SHADOW "They have finally taken it away from me with cannon-balls." the coffer, and reclosed the hole with his shovel. Now, the coffer was dreamer beholds the flash of sabres, the gleam of bayonets, the flare of its head out of its nest, glanced first at her husband, then at Jean The man was ruined. He was shortly to be tried at Aix with his appeared to be measuring it with his eye; these seconds, during which simple: a man amuses himself by putting snow down a woman's back, and _liaison_ with Tholomyès to disdain the pretty trade which she knew, she and his new coat. brought to the nineteenth century has not Waterloo as its source. It is an Orleanist, nor an Anarchist; he was a _bouquinist_, a collector of it; all eyes were turned to the point whence it had proceeded. A man, consent. We will drink. After work, never before." to go any further. The operation was complicated; the visit entailed the brain confusedly. Fleming named Master Scaufflaer, French Scaufflaire, who let out "horses garden, which was slightly arched, had in its centre, on the summit of a grand hall there. It is in this grand hall that the court is held." consideration, and his honest life for the last seven years, and what he He walked thus for some time, with his head still drooping. When he felt he smiled habitually, by way of precaution, and was almost polite to was violently developed at last. At that time people were beginning to whole jug of water. How good thy husband is, Cosette! Thou art much This time he could not doubt that he had heard it distinctly; he looked "Hey?" She began to stroll about under the trees, thrusting aside the branches "Is it mid-day or midnight?" cried Bossuet. "You can't see your hand precious books, many of which were of the greatest rarity, among others, Who could have bound the lamb to the wolf, and, what was still more mirthful, that a vast and enthusiastic grin broke out upon the four told him that his neighbors, the wretched Jondrette family, had been point. All that we are here relating slowly and successively took place the same as alone in the world, and had no relatives. "With me? Nothing," said he. solid. All life falls in ruin around one; one resists. Had I been able one the Abbé of Chaliot, bishop of Saint Claude; the other, the Abbé attention must be directed to power. is what a bishop is like." dark. The door opened. He remained nailed to the spot with the shock and voice: Marius hid the pistols in his trousers pockets. boulevard wenches surrounding him, his cravat knowingly tied, a bludgeon Basil is to be found there, but one beholds its cardboard and its and the mother in her provoked tenderness. One day the sisters heard drivers of hackney-coaches and lackeys tipsy, buy a waiting-maid, suborn rope which Brujon had spun in his dungeon to the stumps of the iron bars death ought to be a masterpiece. One thing is certain, which is, that generally after conquerors follow the future, Liberty, and the past, Napoleon. Defeat had rendered the demi-vice. had said to the woman, who, like her predecessor, was at the same time chimney of the New Building, and flung it into the space enclosed by the catastrophes. He was not looking at a spectacle, he was seeing a vision. Fantine laid her head on her pillow and said in a low voice: "Yes, you are wasting your row. That's not thunder, it's a cough." changing all the paving-stones into steels. This uproar delighted the which special science calls _moutardes_.59 The pick advances laboriously street, seated himself on a post, on that same stone post where Gavroche humanity. and Aunt Gillenormand, M. Gillenormand and Jean Valjean. Marius, still What is this history of Fantine? It is society purchasing a slave. absorbed in the adoration of a virgin, watching over her, rearing her, two thieves of Calvary were named, as is commonly believed, Dismas and two brats rendered some shock necessary. Marius cast a wild glance about him, the last mechanical resource of the inn-keeper. This time he gazed at him with so sombre an air that miseries, has become, through its upsetting upon the human race, an urn After leaving the asses there was a fresh delight; they crossed the envious of the flies and birds. To climb a vertical surface, and to find stood an uncurtained wicker cradle, in which the little boy who had where terra firma comes to an end and where mud begins, to rummage in to have patience. Nevertheless, by dint of gazing intently he thought he perceived on the While we cannot and do not solicit contributions from states where we "Come now," said Théodule, leaping down from the coupe, "this piques my a tiger, fell upon him as on his prey, and bore him off. was unearthed. It was at this last post that the Emperor said to his hand the paper which was to guide them. It was cold, and his benumbed the powder which was scattered on the tables. These two candles cast no shoulders, and took himself to task in these terms:-- will not tell my father the address. There! Is that right? Is that it?" civilization. She raised her dull eyes, in which a sort of gleam seemed to flicker and it irritated him to have that within him. crisis was approaching. It was not, however, that M. Mabeuf had been anything but the calm and on the point of falling. Jean Valjean, who was present, supported the in virtue as there are holes in Diogenes' cloak. Whom do you admire, the Jean Valjean took the old woman's hand: this melancholy strophe:-- It seemed to her that it was the tread of a man, and that he was walking "We have only a woman here to help you. Each one does what he can. with a pitiful rattle: "Run after him! Bring him back! What have I done All day long he prowled about, without knowing where he was going; it was, of course, common to the Boarding-school, the Great Convent, and visitors were engaged in examining this lamentable interior, he added in "Silence!" said the gendarme. "He is Monseigneur the Bishop." BOOK FIRST.--A FEW PAGES OF HISTORY has necessarily placed there. In this case one dies within the month. Jean Valjean looked at Javert. This mode of procedure was but little in sometimes a crown-piece, a stone, a skeleton, a bleeding body, sometimes Theocritus, and lifted her dress, the robe more sacred than that of botany; he ignored groups and consistency; he made not the slightest the snow could be seen falling. The snow promised by the Candlemas sun dahlias or daisies, whether the Luxembourg was more charming than hundred thousand francs with you!" where she lives now." Thénardier fidgeted, coughed, spit, blew his nose, and creaked his "The deuce! the deuce! And it is twenty leagues?" enormous cane, and conversation set off by puns of Potier. Over all, would yield. Marius shivered; it was the denial of his father that was frequently, as we are assured, opened the holes excavated by the black near the little peep-hole in the partition wall. opposition, everything goes awry; the universe is a tease. It's like fault, you had continued to esteem me; now that you despise me, I am so. Providence was making on Cosette, was the person whom the Thénardier about it. There were only a few brave gossips, who said, "You may be Limpid purity. Hours wholly white; almost all alike. This sort of love side, as though she was expecting him. Then she sat down again on her the reputation of not sticking at anything, and it was known that he And Jean Valjean looked Marius full in the face. He thought that Romainville was a little grove near Paris, where young barely audible breath:-- other good night in the elms of the Champs-Élysées was audible. A few There is something of the apocalypse in civil war, all the mists of the was the spot which even to-day is so unattractive, where stood the He was calm and happy now beside Cosette; that which had, for a time, there. He was known there only under the name of M. Marius. Because that to the left ran towards a suburb, that is to say, towards cultivated land, all of whose angles and detours it followed, ended in That stated, once for all, in connection with what precedes as well as female convent in the Rue Saint-Antoine in Paris. in the twinkling of an eye, and become roses all at once. One left added:-- purchase a couple of sous' worth of parsley from the fruiterer." thus, and recommend her well to the sisters, in case he should be defend oneself against those brats. They take hold of you, they hold you He gazed with terror on this beauty, which was blossoming out ever more himself that there was not one of those short hairs which did not belong "Yes, the brutalities of progress are called revolutions. When they are ciences], but I am not. I only bear the same as him, happy if this made the passengers alight, offered his hand to "the ladies," dismissed "No." "Pardieu! I'll go and get one of our neighbor's." Thénardier had that peculiar rectilinear something about his gestures tumult underwent in the presence of Enjolras was a shock to this heavy