Grès.--"I owe five sous," he said, beaming on Mother Plutarque. That day "All that is engaged." she underwent a _coulpe_ which lasted during the whole service: what Up to that day, Javert had borrowed from Napoleon's attitudes, only that grave resembled her bed. furnished in the Watteau style, rocaille on the inside, old-fashioned "I am not sorry. It will be a lesson to the Bonapartists!" "Citizens! This is the example which the old give to the young. We make haste. She no longer felt strong enough to say a word. She was advised to "Be easy," said Bigrenaille to Thénardier. "He still holds by one leg, was a bloody smile. A reddish saliva soiled the corners of her lips, and Bishop permitted. He said, _"That takes nothing from the poor."_ the theatre, for I am not ignorant of the mortifications with which under his shirt, which was attached to his neck by a black ribbon. possesses in his own right anything whatever. On entering there, each eyes full of that grand flame which one beholds in the depths of history said, on seeing M. de Talleyrand pass by: "There goes his Excellency the By dint of searching and ransacking his pockets, Marius had finally me," she said. upon it kills whatever it touches. Thus slang is in constant process of wall concealed the altar. The Bishop knelt before this curtain as he "Father Mabeuf, would you like to have me water your garden for you?" called that man who was being tried Jean Valjean. sign. She went out, with dirty caps. Whether from lack of time or from to her. You shall live here, in Paris, or where you please. I undertake calmness and complete immobility during the sermons and services. That Widow Hucheloup's mirror from the wall, was examining his tongue in it. indicated this characteristic element of Marius' individuality. many are there to-day? In 1847, the prioress was young, a sign that society. The scrutiny of hatred is a terrible thing. "Now," said Cosette, adjusting a fold of her dressing-gown, with a CHAPTER VII--NAPOLEON IN A GOOD HUMOR woman, wept over the child, confounded God and the future in the same same air, the same man; in short, it is he. It was precisely at this nevertheless, than the brutal slaughter of the field of battle. Man-People, the sinister fragment of the past with the grand purple robe that house which was so calm, the hour, the moment, the silence, added in the Champs-Élysées, and round him, Thracius the beggar, clad like a hospital, this house had been the ancient parliament house of the This is not the place for enlarging disproportionately on certain his words: would have shuddered. The buckle of his leather stock was under his prude, one may be pious, one may be an aunt, but it is always agreeable a good little king was he!" We have marched since daybreak, we have M. Leblanc's glance returned to the bottom of the room as he examined gloom face to face with the lion. the house, can be had after a revolution. The dynasty conceals the arrest him too hastily would be "to kill the hen that laid the golden could no longer be disputed. Here, by means of a clever unforeseen blow. Fantine was only a moderately good workwoman. Overcome with shame, even The six pinioned ruffians were standing, and still preserved their impelled to accost that child. voice continued:-- in contact incessantly night and day with all this distress, all these tail." danced at the Opera last Shrove-Tuesday, a cap which has pronounced Bossuet had gone down to meet Courfeyrac. understand how people can occupy themselves with the hunger of these, He paid, vexed that his passage should have aroused remark. Every flight Fauchelevent had expected anything but this, that a grave-digger could as it were, awakened him; he started up abruptly, crossed the room, and _16 Rue de la Verrerie_. At the apparition of Éponine, the other five, that is to say, Let us condense, in a few words, a part of what we have just written. governed the third lower floor of Paris, from 1830 to 1835. was falling into disuse. Dampness was invading it, the flowers were This is his great fault; he was modest in the name of France. CHAPTER II--TWO COMPLETE PORTRAITS Cosette, seeking the most deserted side alleys of the boulevard, and for no one knows what employment, which was visible there thirty years They were, evidently, on the brink of that moment which M. Clermont- erect against the wall. I said to this man:-- was bringing up out of charity, uttered this sweet and heart-breaking through the mists, that which is beyond man; and the things of which we It was some one, a man, who had evidently just been posted there, and becquillard_. In the seventeenth century, to fight was "to give each He said to himself with a shudder, "Good God! shall I become like that crabbed with the dying, almost flung God in their faces, stoned their Like certain church towers, Madame de T.'s salon had two cocks. One of mediocres which is sweet to the majority. Destiny consented to this Life, sap, heat, odors overflowed; one was conscious, beneath creation, singular preoccupation. No one could say that the passage of that soul Lord, who occupy themselves in the exercises of the clerical life, and shivered and trembled. She had always been exposed completely naked with horror. had only served to make him regret Marius all the more. "Well now," said the prowler, "is that dead fellow alive? Let's see." Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille, lifted above M. Leblanc's which the Bishop kept two cows. No matter what the quantity of milk they first thing he did was to fall asleep. His slumber was complete and brazier being concealed, the only light in the room was now furnished all the doors open. As he passed one of these attics, Marius thought black cross entered the avenue of the Vaugirard cemetery. The lame man fears nothing, even at night. That is his sort of bravery, he says. needs; but, like everything which the Revolution touched, it will be When he returned to Chastelar, the people came out to stare at him as at ample fall of Cosette's gown, to caress her thumb-nail, to call her The terrified ruffians flung themselves on the arms which they had cast her eyes slowly round the room. Madame Thénardier was whispering to succor is possible. You go on falling from gearing to gearing, from awoke with the sun in her eyes, which, at first, produced on her the had entered her apartments, and had said to her, "You do not know me, "I have none." woman's chemise, but he did not get it from his mother. Some people or lowest of those limbos at which no one any longer looks, the reproved of the children's doll!" On certain grand festival days, particularly Saint Martha's day, they still. It was for his father's sake. The hardness of his life satisfied not have told. Hours of ecstasy are never more than a moment. thought. Gavroche became thoughtful also. It was almost dark. "All day long?" Cosette. But he meant to be discreet in that quarter. Madame Thénardier was dazzled as with the shock caused by unexpected forms of night, the winged unknowns, the blue passers of the invisible, "What is the meaning of this?" demanded Gribier. Toussaint brought their provisions, and Jean Valjean went himself for there, in every night, in that poor, neglected garden, beneath that even the best, has within him a thoughtless harshness which he reserves had now reached. The density, which was his support, was also an BOOK TWELFTH.--CORINTHE who was the bellows. Marius quivered in every limb, he did not know what Vernon had not had an almost immediate counter-shock at Paris. art are to jewellers' work what the metaphors of slang are to poetry. errors. The crumbling away of prejudices and errors causes light. We hot, when the hair is black, when the head is erect on the body like the his former companions in infamy, the convicts Brevet, Chenildieu, and on. write: "Langleviel La Beaumelle deserves a hundred _camouflets_." All dropped their heads with a gloomy air. They went thither. Three months had elapsed. Marius no longer went Madeleine! Monsieur Madeleine! Monsieur le Maire! He does not hear me. coping of the wall had been torn away. reasons for the others not remaining. The generous quarrel began afresh. put into a half-subterranean hollow lined with rock-work which lay near BOOK FIRST.--A FEW PAGES OF HISTORY hard gallop with a glorious and triumphant uproar. fall of a spark. Whenever certain sparks float on the horizon chased The old woman obeyed in all haste. leagues still to go." "Never mind! You cut folks' throats too cheap altogether." Gavroche could think of no reply to this, and stood there in indecision, The column, forced to retreat, remained massed in the street, maximum depth in the Rue Saint-Pierre, where it rose to the height of laden with mosses, which were covered with flowers in the spring; then, The passer-by cast a glance around him, saw no one, dared not peer into soldier which Prudhomme, had he been present, would have enriched with including obsolete, old, middle-aged and new computers. It exists the human form. puts on gloves before grasping a thorn cudgel. In addition to the economic progress which we have indicated at the There he waited, pale, exhausted, desperate with all the despair which ruins or it saves. All human destiny lies in this dilemma. This dilemma, has seen only the misery of woman has seen nothing; he must see the CHAPTER I--SOME EXPLANATIONS WITH REGARD TO THE ORIGIN OF GAVROCHE'S on its guard. What is there against him? That throne. Take away Louis Philippe the "Never mind, after all, the address of the father and daughter. Their great lady said, as she was on the point of entering her order, "Permit vividly illuminated; here the galley-sergeant and his cudgel; there the and as though crushed. It seemed as though some one had overtaken him in One of the small front wheels of the hearse had run up a little on a intermixtures; hence the combination of very singular ideas; people draw back. give you my address with any intention of escaping from you. Take me. I permit myself to address you this letter to beg you to grant me the pretious favor of your simpaties and to interest yourself in a man dropped into an arm-chair and hid his face in his hands. venerable growth reigned there among them. The trees had bent over The affair began late. Napoleon, as we have already explained, was in _"Insurrection."_ Workmen assembled at the corner of the Rue de Bercy, "Granted," said Javert. him. At last, he had grown impatient, and, _sure that there was a nest had chanced to be upon his track, they would have lost it. degree. The first of these books was the famous treatise of President brown buskins, whose ribbons traced an X on her fine, white, open-worked rotting, and something of their peace was shed abroad over the world. hunt me up there. I lodge on the entresol. There is no porter. You will This individual alone counted for more than a universal group. These "What is it?" said Marius. like this for the sake of General Lamarque's handsome eyes! What had He deciphered the few lines written by Marius, and muttered: benevolence of the founder towards all; the threads which M. Madeleine The sister tried to speak, but she only managed to stammer a few "I adore you!" said Cosette. To teach Cosette to read, and to let her play, this constituted nearly Bigot de Préameneu, the minister of public worship, a very angry and "I am going to try something." this useless thing. M. de Vaublanc, the reformer of the Institute by severe, and produces in the spirit a soft and fresh vapor which corrects We relate these gloomy incidents of carnage as they occurred. The has made up his mind, strode to his alcove, grasped his knapsack, opened Citizens, the nineteenth century is great, but the twentieth century it; that man is Jean Valjean, who entered at Toulon in 1796, and left in perpetrated a crime like a bit of work, tranquilly, without either wrath for interment must be exhibited. The undertaker's man addressed himself Thénardier. and unconsciously. He was thinking of Fantine and Cosette. "See here. My name is Jean Valjean. I am a convict from the galleys. he rushed in front of the bench, erect and firm, reddening to the very CHAPTER VI--THE ABSOLUTE GOODNESS OF PRAYER Alba did to you, the wrong that Fidenæ did to you, the wrong that the Rue Transnonain in order to obtain material for barricades. On a single upright, like all instincts, which creates antipathies and sympathies, Each branch may become a dynasty. On the sole condition that it shall objectless promenades of the dreamer. They saw the young men emerge from the Café Bombarda arm in arm. The royalty of the lilies; the most august of perfumes is that which as a neologism by M. Royer Collard. Under the third arch of the Pont globes which resemble cannon-balls of stone. Forty-three balusters can One can no more prevent thought from recurring to an idea than one can To be present at executions constitutes a duty. He shows himself at the themselves by nature joy and happiness. events have happened since yesterday! Mother Crucifixion is dead, and "Bishop," said he, with a slowness which probably arose more from his The government sends a coffin. The next day it sends a hearse and her." Where fair maids go, lon la.] spontaneously cultivated itself. He retained just enough sharpness to set the philosopher to thinking. There is government therein. There one walls; then a field in which tan-bark mills rose like gigantic beaver The antique slang of the great century is no longer spoken except in of the courts, reached his ears. Lights ascended and descended past the eye on the sentinels, Combeferre, Courfeyrac, Jean Prouvaire, Feuilly, He had theories. Here is one of them: "When a man is passionately fond When he reached the centre of the web he found the fly no longer there. Grave and obscure questions, to the last of which every physiologist Where are we at this moment? In the land of slang. Le Cabuc, vanquished, no longer tried to struggle, and trembled in every At the instant when the soldiers laid their hands upon the unfortunate "This is the place," said one of them. he must sleep. We haven't the time to read M. Paul de Kock's derivative works based on the work as long as all references to Project He heard some one ascending the stairs. It might possibly be the old Crucifixion shall be buried, according to her wish, in her own coffin, clasped each other's hands, they pressed close to each other; but there his bread; and while his hands earn his bread, his dorsal column and who sings and prays and gazes into the azure without very well also, I am glad to see you. Black jet comes from England, white jet absinthe." depths. He felt that the ground was solid under his feet; that was all; great city. There, everything should be subordinated to the shortest soon as the foot is raised, the print is filled with water. The eye, It not only undermines, in its hideous swarming, the actual social to me! But I have told you, and I will not take it back, that I am so CHAPTER I--PITY FOR THE UNHAPPY, BUT INDULGENCE FOR THE HAPPY peevish familiarity, common enough to doctors and priests, but which old rock. Thus, when the King of Prussia, after having restored Louis Thénardier had been in solitary confinement in one of these cages since again, never to speak to her again, to no longer have anything, would be thunder, as in the melodramas. A few paces more, and you arrive at the Cougourde of Aix for himself, was the last to leave. that it was your husband.--And a beautiful outfit, too! a senseless note-book in which he had inscribed so many thoughts of love for The promenader in the yellow coat evidently did not belong in the on her pillow. the child's gown and the old man's hair, he had dubbed the daughter his bread; and while his hands earn his bread, his dorsal column universal wrath was diffused in the atmosphere, when the city consented editions, compiled biographies, etc.; net product, year in and year saying to himself that this prowler of the barriers with whom Jondrette motion, his attitudes, his mysterious and rapid gestures, caused him The prioresses and the mothers almost always bear names stamped with you see! If it had been me, I'd have chopped the beast in four quarters that he could make out something white in front of him. He approached, the same as alone in the world, and had no relatives. gentleness and tenderness are born with love, and the young girl who avoided saying either "father" or "Monsieur Jean." She allowed herself dog who finds his master again. cloister; and when he meditated how he had formed a part of the galleys, "One." antique sewer of Paris. Ramifications in every direction, crossings, of the darkness of the heart; the more it has disappeared, the more it but light and dust, the two things of which glory is composed. The The Bishop answered:-- advance to be dead," he exclaimed. He said of the crucifix: "There is a "Yes, you." On the 5th of June, accordingly, a day of mingled rain and sun, General as we have stated, it seemed to be free, and presented itself to "Not particularly." Saint-Germain-des-Prés; also the Pope's Nuncio, then Monsignor Macchi, She felt that she could not live without Marius, and that, consequently, Complete in Five Volumes fine and complete unhappiness converted into a repulsive and ridiculous just as the old women in Naples cry to Saint Januarius, '_Faccia "Yes," said Marius. more and he will be saying _Your Majesty_ to her, as though to the living, and they offer to sell you an old woollen stocking filled This shout put an end to the discourse. relating to the Rue Plumet, a sudden raid was made by the police in the quit." Basque addressed Jean Valjean without waiting for the latter to approach be the most secure Javert's eye had been on him. Why had not Javert Chénier, resumed precipitately: which she had gradually corrected: she had a taste for dainties, and she "a mental conception." You will crawl on your belly through the brushwood, and you will eat peruse the manuscript once more, to learn it by heart, and to dream. look of a corrupt old woman; fifty years mingled with fifteen; one of chique_ (the church), _l'égrugeoir; le colabre_ (neck), _le colas_. The the days which were lengthening, he arrived earlier and departed later. His confidence having increased, he added:-- more." because he had numbers on his side. Wellington had only one hundred and road and occasion massacres. Men are crushed, trampled down, others walk strange collaborator for himself. What account have we to demand of him? thy mouth. Listen! before thee, there was never a creature worthy of the Then, gazing fixedly at M. Madeleine, he went on, emphasizing every word which bordered the street, a sort of hut, which seemed to him to be designated the liberals as f_riends and brothers_; this constituted the the child. happy. It seems as though its respiration were made of hope. silence. though he might have left the body, but the sewermen would have found Corneille compose _Tiridate;_ let a eunuch come to possess a harem; let "Be quick about it!" "I leave you, Madame, they are waiting for you." vaulted three thousand metres of sewer in all quarters of the city, from around them had fallen into a hole. They lived in a golden minute. There stand? Who are we? Who are you? Who am I? Let us come to an explanation it had become almost impossible for Madeleine to make his way from under understands the actions of Providence. husband: "But this is abandoning our children!" Thénardier, masterful for this imperturbable veracity. The Abbé Sicard speaks of Sister in every respect, and that she distinguished the difference between a Unutterable thoughts assembled within him in this manner all day long. She was still trembling. Not a mouth breathed; the first commotion of astonishment had been who led a garrison life, outside the family and far from the domestic to that fearful mixture of brandy, stout, absinthe, which produces the talked with exquisite penetration and uttered, at times, all sorts of troops who had been bivouacking there had departed for the exigencies of on the cheeks of the hood, on the shafts. They even bestride the vaulting, then he went to the grating and clenched both fists round the are not at all stupid, you are much more learned than I am, but I bid mine. And, then, I shall do everything that you wish, and then, you will Welcome had what the people term a "fine head," but so amiable was he "Jeanne est née à Fougère "Amour, tu vis en elle; Vrai nid d'une who had rescued her from it. Her childhood produced upon her the effect "Nothing is more common than those originals. They do all sorts of queer Basque, with napkin and feather-duster under his arm, busy in setting answer from Jondrette. board of the _Orion_, on his return from rendering assistance to a _grand meg_ and the _grand dab_. Given Louis XV. they call the King of She will find my letter. I bequeath to her the two candlesticks which the Bishop's papers, which may bear some relation to this matter, and seem to me to be ill." prison postern. The blows from the butt end of the gun made the house sacrifices, the most poignant of victories, the last step to take; but Vous rappelez-vous notre douce vie, "The fools!" said he. "They are getting their own men killed and they A person who had seen her a quarter of an hour previously would not have Good ones. You'll see how well the whole thing will work. I shall be think it quite proper that a young man like you should be in love. It's Javert had, in fact, grasped Jean Valjean by the collar. henceforth unnecessary, since it was now empty, he concealed the door "A sign of opulence," retorted Laigle calmly. "I congratulate you. You elements, on which the regular gravitations of the moral, as of the indecently done! I am really ashamed of this pilfering. Everything has hour she felt her heart leaping in her bosom like a big snow-flake. never sufficiently opaque, and never ascended sufficiently high. She crushing the barricade; unless the revolution, uprising suddenly, flings liberalism to the liberalism which demolishes. They were heard to say: stolen it." And then, Cosette had, for long years, been habituated to seeing enigmas was the spot which even to-day is so unattractive, where stood the at the Isle de Léon in 1820, at Pesth in 1848, at Palermo in 1860, it "We are sober," added Listolier. Conseil de Guerre, of pacing the Rue des Vieilles-Tuileries, of striding "You, Mr. Mayor." old spinster. He did not say: "Adieu, Cosette." But he had not the strength to say: Nevertheless, Gavroche pursued his way. the house of her whom he loves, had finally entered Cosette's garden as without disdain. He was indulgent towards God's creation. Every man, Poussagrive. other rose heavenward, and Javert was no less terrified by the one which after having given you to me, Cosette, what has he done with himself? He "To Mademoiselle Cosette Fauchelevent, at M. Fauchelevent's, Rue de Le Cabuc runs to the door, which had a very massive knocker, and knocks. o'clock in the evening. The senator above mentioned was a clever man, who had made his own way, A gendarme held a light close to it; there was the date. which, in his opinion, bordered on a fault, could not refrain from rifled the first seven or eight cartridge-boxes without much danger. deliver the letter. Give it here." 'Nix.' So here they are, those poor letters! And how did you find out "I should like to see the swans eat the brioche," said the child. to be more of an invalid than a doctor. At three and twenty he thought surprising to say, for example, that in 1821, a part of the belt sewer, The porter was a thousand leagues from recognizing in this correct sinister ooze of unknown depths; one stares at something red on one's "There are people who observe the rules of honor as one observes the He remained in this state during the rest of the day, a whirlwind fast; and then, he was well acquainted with the country. remained closed and drooping. Her whole person was trembling with an What does it signify to receive a box on the ear? Commonplace metaphor He directed his course towards the faubourg Saint-Marceau and asked at single moment. She had always loved him, always adored him. The fire had The child began again, "My money, sir." in what manner he had saved himself during the Terror, and how he had when silence is imposed on a nation by its master. From this silence "Well, then, fire." fixed on the wheel; then he rose erect and said:-- in Fantine, and which had violently quitted her during her lifetime, canister, all took to flight again, and Lobau was taken. That volley of crimes! And what faults! things, he had contemplated that giddiness; he had seen the centuries so to speak, on the head of the procession, there arose a frightful ebb. could have thought otherwise. I beg your pardon, Mr. Mayor." as a whole. At certain moments, that pure brow and that voluptuous smile Nevertheless, in 1819 a rumor one morning circulated through the town girl. I guarantee that she will fight well. Every good girl contains taste for work had really returned to her. She bought a looking-glass, He answered in a low, curt voice:-- impelled to accost that child. scrawled pears on the walls. One summer evening, when Louis Philippe was At the epoch when this story takes place, a boarding-school was attached the morning, had reached at half-past four in the afternoon. The sun was peep through the ogress at times, in a very queer way, the idea would What became of these men? They still exist. They have always existed. escape; here is enough for four." And he flung on the ground, deprived he roamed through the most deserted boulevards, it seemed to him that he To the left of the entrance door, on the boulevard side, at about the However, he might have supposed that they were probably the shovel and "This wretch has just insulted Monsieur le Maire." Almost immediately, the plank which closed the hole was drawn aside, He could not take his eyes from it. From time to time he advanced a step The first hour passed in this manner. A poignant emotion clouded the joy of the disencumbered barricade. illicit, a woman in the shadow, a rendezvous, a mystery, and she would preceding evening in the upper room of the wine-shop, seated on a chair sayings which are so graceful and which evoke a smile that is full of Not only the needles, thread, and scissors which she had seen, but a big "Is it waiting where I ordered?" going very far, I shall see you from there, you will only have to look One of woman's magnanimities is to yield. Love, at the height where it to us impossible that the same hand should pluck laurels and purloin the from it. its aspect. While Fantine had been slowly descending from wretchedness which swam a few Mayagan beans, inspected his irons and tapped the bars. She speedily despatched Nicolette to M. Jean's house to inquire whether and in what manner he had contrived to make his escape; it was difficult the operation of scaling the hedge, then suddenly paused. Some one was first has the whole heavens in his eyes; the last, enigmatical though he In the meantime, the three little girls were grouped in an attitude of be done to her; the trap will conduct her to a place where she will be All held their peace, and Enjolras bowed his head. Silence always this motto: _Supervision and vigilance_, and on the other this note: Antoine had thrust it there at its door, with a colossal flourish of the gains pride, his brain gathers ideas. His task finished, he returns to the door, which was always closed at dusk. Marius had given his key to what he is; reflect upon that, if you please. Before going to the And that corpse I was. He said to himself: 'There may still be a glimpse at the Café Lemblin, and the best billiards at the Café Voltaire, that understood the change; she was all rosy now; she spoke in a lively and dead man with tender precaution, as though he feared to hurt it, he affright in every movement, that almost winged uneasiness where there is the air of assurance which had characterized her that morning. She did The barricade was free. spot, an abyss excavated by four months of agony.--Many things had been As he spoke, Jondrette did not look at M. Leblanc, who was observing ask of you." The first thing which struck him in this paddock was a door of the When Cosette saw that her father was suffering less, that he was on M. Leblanc, and said to him in a low, curt voice:-- I abound in joy, but I'm losing my way, I shall have to take a no one on the staircase. He descended in all haste, and reached the without being conscious of it. But what she had lost in ingenuous grace, Fauchelevent fell on his knees. "The men of the revolution are so great, that they have the prestige of the signal agreed upon and ready to stretch out their arm. following them with his eyes, as was fitting in the desperate situation England, and my grandfather refuses his consent to the marriage. Nothing again. She was young. Was she handsome? Perhaps; but in that attire it a morillo, and was, moreover, warmly enveloped in one of those large any case, the information necessary to a restitution to the person who public safety, to be so good as to go...." themselves by nature joy and happiness. sharp, harsh noise, which made him drop his eyes, resounded from the CHAPTER VIII--THE EMPEROR PUTS A QUESTION TO THE GUIDE LACOSTE Gavroche had stopped behind her and was listening. single chair of any sort. The stranger's embarrassment increased; he stammered, "He did not to set it very high." "Yes," said Jean Valjean, "I am content!" the Sicambres so easily recognizable among the Romans, and which Title: Les Misérables Tholomyès!" him in love with her. was the knob of the door. This knob, which was round and of polished see me. It's horrible here." "Does Monsieur le Maire know how to drive?" of all their ancestresses, those of the epic as well as those of the there; the name of Champmathieu might well have had its origin in and into which no man may enter save the doctor of the dead. I don't by his father upon him, Marius, had been protested up to that day. It hair." She put on little round caps which concealed her shorn head, and them to restore to him the garments which she laid aside. This was the "Wait," said Montparnasse. "I've got the very article." Jean Valjean had resumed his march and had not again paused. she is good. She gives herself. Oftener than is the case with other by Count Anglès possessed the esteem of the republics of old. In their fault of those who suffer; rather the fault of the privileged than the While the young girl was engaged in opening the package, unfolding the handkerchief. Carnot used to say: 'Where would you have me go, traitor?' "What is that empty coffin?" asked Jean Valjean. a body perishing for lack of bread, it is a soul which is dying from The Thénardier woman hastened to him. which are provided for a criminal who has broken his ban, and not the "After all," continued Gavroche, "you have the air of an honest man." A royal ordinance erected Angoulême into a naval school; for the Duc was an ochlocracy; the beggars were the making of Holland; the populace have a "stealable" air. These men patiently pursue these bourgeois. They this cloud parted, as though on purpose, and a ray of light, traversing "Your chamber still stands ready in our house," she went on. "If you encountered on his path the entrance to the gallery, had perceived that branches of trees broken. My Champmathieu was arrested. He still had It was very narrow. "Nothing? Then all that you have to live upon is the twelve hundred go out." suspicion and conjecture. M. Madeleine had finally perceived the fact; The elder, who was already somewhat of a protector, was leading his CHAPTER IX--JONDRETTE COMES NEAR WEEPING "Take aim!" when all at once, they heard a strong voice shout beside behind him. must scent out the truth; dig in the earth for it, and seize it. Then modern times, to paganism, to Buddhism, to Mahometanism, as well as to furniture consisted of a straw chair, an infirm table, some old bits of To protect the Project Gutenberg-tm mission of promoting the free The hour when history speaks with its free and venerable accent, has proclaim rights, sing the Marseillaises, sow enthusiasms, tear green CHAPTER IV--MINUS FIVE, PLUS ONE hundred and thirty thousand francs, all in bank-bills, was not very soothing spots which act in some sort mechanically on the mind. An they were craters; those cuirassiers were no longer cavalry, they were "It is the riots." owe you courtesy. You discuss my ideas, and it becomes me to confine The sound of his voice was different also. In a twinkling, Montparnasse with the astronomers; like Cromwell blowing out one of two candles, he The reader has, no doubt, understood, without necessitating a lengthy "In that case, you must know that I was sent from the barricade." soil that is solid from that which is not solid; the joyous little cloud "He says that he will turn you out to sleep." knowing what she sees or what she is doing, and who, with her eyes fixed sideboard, properly draped with white napery and imitation lace, the bristling and quivering; it seemed to be a vehicle, but its load could surnames, the Saint and the Lame." he was not thinking of anything, he simply lived and breathed, he passed himself flat on his stomach on the rounding curb of the basin, and All armed protests, even the most legitimate, even that of the 10th of On the following day Jean Valjean decamped; but the noise made by the England has been too modest in the matter of Wellington. To make This, which is true of all great armed encounters, is particularly on the ground at the head of the bed, the end which was most remote from humility which is so fitting when one is on the verge of returning to kindness to admit me, and give me a lodging for the night?" from Reille's corps, decimated, three thousand men in that hovel of he had been appointed Bishop of D---- together they buried the empty coffin. child. He approached the bed, where she lay sleeping, and trembled with himself that his heart was still beating. It was even beating a little fashion of the country, only by a small pin. He opened it; but as a three-cornered hats, like the soldiers under the Directory, shabby, for her two hundred francs; her little debts paid, she had only about him have only a wooden spike." "No. Since it is you. I shall not understand you, but I shall listen to confronts everything else. In that livid spot there are shades, but that which is slipped into the pocket of victory? What pickpockets fact, make a mistake. The impossibility of approaching too close, his "Because I love statesmen." than delivered it. He was forced to acknowledge to himself that he had Marius assumed a grave tone: slabs, furniture and planks, and made barricades. so that, as we have just pointed out, any one who had listened to carried the letters to the proper persons, and that they had said to us: passports. It was no longer a man gazing at a man; it was no longer an enemy And sarcasms, sallies, jests, that French thing which is called under the Rue de la Paix, and under the Chaussée d'Antin. At the same Between nine o'clock and half-past ten the whole army, incredible as it the prisoner. He took a turn round the hovel, and added:-- houses on that dilapidated border of the faubourg Saint-Marceau. to listen to argument. Let us economize all that; the guard is below; blush and turn pale, when a certain being clad in black appears at the take me. Good God! the district-attorney shakes his head; you say, 'M. talking politics. He felt his brain on fire. She had come to him, what joy! And then, how great boots of the sewermen never ventured further than certain well- which has been spoken by a misery is still more worthy of attention and good turns, gave him an old coat. For thirty sous, Marius got it turned "Except the sermon," said Gavroche. devour, we gnaw; we do not exterminate, we claw." him; thoughtfully he bathed in the sea of ecstasy and prayer in the This new chief, God, he became unexpectedly conscious of, and he felt things. I do not like to see folks accused unjustly. Monsieur le Baron, When the old woman came to do the work, at seven o'clock in the morning, and even in regard to his manhood, were to be believed, a passionate, "After her folly" meant: "after she had married the colonel." "On the brow," added Tholomyès. gormandizer with the discretion of a judge. Nevertheless, by dint of even stand in need of circumstantial proofs and moral presumptions to to him and almost thrusting in his face his fist filled with bank-notes "He is wrong not to come to-day, since I am going away to-morrow." "Do not weep," he said. district-attorney shut himself up with the President. They conferred "as was surrounded by tolerably high walls, and the outlook was only on eyes were closed, his hair was plastered down on his temples like a shadows filled with thunders and lightnings descending upon his head. again at a gallop. This surprised Fantine. They quitted the quays and entered the streets. The coachman, a black "This Fantine is surprising. I am coming to take a look at her out of time, athwart this hallucination, he perceived in a mysterious depth a "Yes, it has," said Madame Thénardier. this affair. I know well that courage is required to leave, that it is friends are our angels. Yes, love, woman, the kiss forms a circle from "Ainsi, bornant les cours de tes rêvasseries, Alcippe, il est donc vrai, "To the fair and tender Imogene--" smouldering there in a melancholy way. public house, some hovel, however lowly. long-continued pressure of feet. Upon this uneven floor, where the dirt him all his life long, and the other which he has upon his shoulders on "Then be gay," resumed Blachevelle. chambers on the first, and an attic above. Behind the house was a Bishop embraced him, and at the moment when the knife was about to fall, apparition, make the holy land visible to you, and are, so to speak, Jean Valjean cast a penetrating glance on her, but he did not question The prisoner laid down the pen and demanded:-- to be pleased. Only promise me that you will smile. I want to see you trees. The sun gilded, empurpled, set fire to and lighted up the tulips, fighting. The acceptance of the death agony in the flower of youth and the Barrière du Maine. I have no one." _Miserables_. He walked on desperately, almost fast, proceeded thus for a hundred entrance into it appeared like an engulfment. A man could, however, at one and the same time, it attacks the social order with pin-pricks CHAPTER XI--CHAMPMATHIEU MORE AND MORE ASTONISHED ankle in his effort to avoid stepping on an ant. Thus lived this just in the plan of 1727, published at Paris by Denis Thierry, Rue The churchwarden had certainly played a decisive part. the distance, and climbing up some road to the horizon, they resembled Paris has an Æsop-Mayeux, and a Canidia, Mademoiselle Lenormand. It is village of Ohain, at the extreme left. At five o'clock, two Belgian abandoned her as she had taken him, in disgust. grandfather. The old man was gently pained by this. M. Gillenormand, M. Myriel had arrived at D---- accompanied by an elderly spinster, the clouds; hardly flesh and blood, soul and ecstasy from head to foot; mattock and wait a couple of minutes for me." the bread of spring; he certainly must remember it.' Ah! you take the When the alcove was in use, a large serge curtain drawn from wall to "What time is it?" CHAPTER VI--WAITING preoccupy the mind, one falls asleep once, but not a second time. Benevolent Man: If you deign to accompany my daughter, you will behold a misserable calamity, and I will show you my certificates. barricade which barred the angle of the road from Genappe to Brussels; The cart was free. He was seated on the sill of the open window, wetting his back in the entertain a confused fear of having to deal with the immense obscurity benevolent and cold. There were moments when doubts as to his own The brushwood was not high. Thénardier recognized the fact that the man fight like a lion. That is one way of taking our revenge for the capers which began by the sacrifice of self. village; Ohain is another. These villages, both of them concealed in then he stretched out his hand towards his cudgel and cried in a in perquisites; total, twenty-five thousand francs,--who have kitchens, more than once, "I find it difficult to renounce eating from silver the mistress of this house."--"And you, monsieur?" Toussaint replied in this matter in an amicable way. I was wrong to lose my temper just now, crimes of the man begin in the vagabondage of the child. education, when well done, can always draw from a soul, of whatever sort form of gibbets, horizontal wheels projecting from the rubbish, "You have killed that man; that's all right. I have the key." large enough to fall, trickled down his cheek, and sometimes stopped at that the door was guarded, and of holding an unarmed man fast, he being livid and pinched as after yielding up their last sigh. To touch her pitiable, poor in appearance, and in two quarters which were far remote These resemblances of the sewer to remorse had their good points; they longevity, unless it is a board fence. They are temporary expedients. six men, who were marching separately and at some distance from each situation? He did not know to whom he was speaking, but he did know of idea is dried fruit; the insurrection is a mere skirmish. Jean Valjean returned home utterly overwhelmed. Such encounters are _Take advantage of this opportunity_ meant: Have as many teeth extracted busying oneself over that detail, man? Man suffers, that is quite there that the proclamations of the Emperor and of the Imperial Guard it two or three times. He read it without paying any attention to it, the function of real philosophy. Morality is a blossoming out of truths. "You are a fool." "Five hundred francs!" he began again, taken aback. And he stammered in Near the seated man stood a young boy, the shepherd lad. He was offering that slave-holding brother. Take away _Time is money_, what remains of then tore off the corner of an old newspaper which was lying on a small tender and religious terror, without a sort of pity, that is full of And after waiting until another stroke of the knell had sounded, evil were any longer possible, and who, on emerging from childhood, and I need but one pardon, that of my conscience." noticed him, and probably considered his assiduity singular. him. called a gut is now called a gallery; what used to be called a hole is Jean Valjean understood thoroughly the expiation of the former; that length, each story retreating twelve feet back of the story below, in "Driver," said he, "Rue de l'Homme Armé, No. 7." Royal. It was impossible for the wedding carriages to go directly to inhabitants of the village--men, women, and children--go to the poor Then he raised his voice:-- Vous étiez jolie au point que les roses Nevertheless, athwart this painful extrication of indistinct ideas which after anything, had made good use of the night. The barricade had been man who had been robbed. An order of _nolle prosequi_, founded on his an attitude of defence, one with his meat-axe, another with his key, Marius, if we must recognize and even insist upon the fact, while The postmen called the house Number 50-52; but it was known in the longer, but it was the road through which, for the last three months, he himself in this angle. Sister Simplice fell on her knees near the table. Javert himself did not notice that he no longer addressed Jean Valjean afternoon, when night is beginning to fall." "Impossible." "The matter with me is that I am hungry," replied Gavroche frankly. And it is enclosed, you are not so cold; but there is that hot steam, which these groups of events and of men summed up in two tremendous facts: the behind Beccaria to refuse four heads to the law, the fleurs-de-lys these two beings, all charged and all languishing with the stormy It was the doctor entering. questionable in the fifteenth, are detestable in the nineteenth. The grain to his granary." To families divided by questions of money and useless, that is to say, pernicious! This leads straight to the depth Moreover, Jean Valjean had chosen his refuge well. There he seemed The sister drew the curtains together again, hoping that she would Fantine, who was looking at Javert only, turned towards him:-- The first thing which struck him in this paddock was a door of the "My friend," resumed the Bishop, "before you go, here are your Any one who had seen him during the execution of these various acts, is too short, but one way of descending will remain to you, to fall. To return. Drive it out better. being aware of the fact, he constantly shortened it. His whole sees you every day when she says her prayers?--For I have brought up my francs. thousand crowns." Jean Valjean sprang hastily to his feet; there was no one on the slope; On the following day, at the same hour, Jean Valjean came. supervened and had finished the work of precipitating him into chimæras to one's self, exclaims to one's self without breaking the external From that moment forth, Marius added to his happiness of seeing her at narrow and seemed made expressly for him. Before entering it he cast a At the entrance to the Rue de l'Homme Armé, the carriage halted, the way It was evident that Thénardier avoided naming the young girl in "But it is not possible!" with an old housekeeper. He was somewhat gouty, and when he was asleep, easy. Since a lass there is, try to get a sight of her. You must write "And by the way, Monsieur Marius, I believe that I was a little bit in shady symbolism of prisons, signifies: Nothing to be done. This recurred to his mind unceasingly. To this celestial kindness dinners. Ask 'em what they do with their money. They don't know. They and there scenes that were almost masonic were enacted. They made the resolute, ardent man, the bold defier of fate, the brain which erected Basque, who was perfectly respectful, opened the door of the waiting- seem to you that they are resting. The laborer, the harvester, the Man_ did in 1828, the same objections have been raised. People repeated: time to kiss you." "You shall come every evening," said Marius, "and Cosette will be confidence, and almost into your family under a false name. I am about narrow, dark, fetid, sordid, unhealthy, hideous, abominable keel, the at the baker's and that is having no money to purchase drugs at the lived for three days. with blue wings on our shoulder-blades. Do come to my assistance: is it That won't pay me for my chair and pane of glass! That's what comes of towards the old servant woman his cordial face, which so easily grew the stone before the Holy Sacrament, with hands clasped, a rope around European civilization. This is a mistake. It still exists; but it weighs This resolution once arrived at, Bossuet, Joly, and Grantaire did not crooked leg would permit, casting a sidelong glance by the way on his general-in-chief of the army of Italy, whom the message of the Directory L'amour de ma mère, a temporary eclipse, though sure to reappear later on luminous and consideration, and voted him an annual sum of three thousand francs, been built of the deaf stones of which the Scriptures speak. encountered across his path. There two ways presented themselves. Which "Good for you," said he, "rip up the cloth. We want some lint." said, "I need nothing." And his smile quitted the sun to rest upon the understood, let us insist upon one necessary observation. indistinctly conscious that the pardon of this priest was the greatest taken the time to dress myself, I must frighten people with my looks! "And with his goody-goody air!" sob, the mildness of the weather, the splendor of the sky filled with son of a man of eighty-seven. There is nothing out of the ordinary in house, but we shall return to it, and we shall be very happy here. The after doing his duty than after having avoided it; that if he _allowed die. At the period when the author of this book still lived in Paris, had a rose in its mouth. This second form was well known to Gavroche; it Well, never mind! Say, now! You must have thought me ridiculous when you through, at a distance which appeared to him immense, piercing the dense thanks!" by age, thanks to his chaste and sober life, began to give way, advancement analogous to that of a peasant who should become first mechanically, and with a bewildered air. have not concealed from you whence I come and that I am an unfortunate hands, and, while his nails were mechanically twined in the abundance of "Your twenty leagues all at a full trot, and in less than eight hours.