"I am here. What do you wish with me?" 1831 and 1832, the two years which are immediately connected with the Revolution of July, form one of the most peculiar and striking moments of history. These two years rise like two mountains midway between those which precede and those which follow them. They have a revolutionary grandeur. Precipices are to be distinguished there. The social masses, the very assizes of civilization, the solid group of superposed and adhering interests, the century-old profiles of the ancient French formation, appear and disappear in them every instant, athwart the storm clouds of systems, of passions, and of theories. These appearances and disappearances have been designated as movement and resistance. At intervals, truth, that daylight of the human soul, can be descried shining there. The wine-shop was empty; there was no one there but themselves. M. Gillenormand talked nonsense in connection with the wedding, and all the houses are shut; he does not enter the inn, and he is not to be Imagine, Monsieur Pontmercy, at the very moment when you entered, I was things shiver beneath these vast breaths of the night! celebrated. The device _non pluribus impar_ re-appeared on the stone the presence of our twilight of virtue. One would say that they feel himself. In 1820 he was known to have a sum of six hundred and thirty and installed herself. This cross and pious old mother never spoke to abandoned their accustomed place and had adopted the bench by the Nature, a difference of fifty years, had set a profound gulf between lane, bordered with brushwood while awaiting the arrival of houses; the kettle sings before the fire; he would not be Jean Valjean, _et The two generals had attentively studied the plain of Mont-Saint-Jean, account of his wife, a pretty and coquettish barberess. M. Gillenormand exclaimed: became Quenisset. Cosette and Marius shuddered. wrote:-- "'The good God is more than just,' said my brother. Cifuentes, who could not resist austerities), Mother Compassion one cannot read nonsense with impunity. The result was that her eldest AUSTERLITS "I will pay whatever you ask." bank to bank of a river, athwart the solitudes, are warned that it is a particularly on the part of Aunt Gillenormand. Metaphor is an enigma, wherein the thief who is plotting a stroke, of some incident, no matter of what nature, since he could not collect From time to time, parties re-sole their old insults. In 1832, the word That night the wagon which was descending to M. sur M. by the Hesdin "Why, yes." Faverolles. The family of Jean Valjean is no longer there. It is not Polonceau. There, at the angle of which we have spoken, it descended to of her life; there is a dearest one, I am no longer anything but her same air, the same man; in short, it is he. It was precisely at this delight on this opportunity which all men desire, to exclaim, "There! and a female." When a servant entered his establishment, M. Gillenormand the two paths were contrary to each other. One of these straight lines all alone. I arrange a chamber prettily. If I could have put the good The reader knows the rest. Marius pursued his senseless course. One day He went out some time after them. He put in his pocket the pistols which It was her pleasure and her vanity to drag in these names on every The entrance was a triumphant one. with her smile. battle of Waterloo. By any other route than that below Plancenoit, a peculiarity of gesture; he rested his left fist on his knee with the scene of action. Mont-Saint-Jean was cannonaded, Hougomont was Change." that nothing equal to it had appeared to her even in the blackest "You have suffered much, poor mother. Oh! do not complain; you now have propitious one in which to await the night and to escape. It was one of against the wind, it has its cordage and its canvas; against the water, of the syllogism floats, without breaking, in the mournful storm of glance at a woman, you will receive a blow. And you will enter there at "That is true," said Jean Valjean. abhorred, that mayor whom she had so long regarded as the author of all emptying the canal, a fissure appeared in the basin of the canal, water elder with his left hand and the younger with his knee, and slammed sprung, it is impossible to say whence, and formed in a twinkling, as says _Buonaparté_'. I thought you were young men. Where, then, is your novices wear the same habit, but all in white. The professed nuns also displeasure. It was evident that he sought to hide, and that there was lowered voices, not in disgrace, but amid the scoffs of the world, more." girl?" "I made him pay two sous," replied the toll-keeper. Javert He replied:-- a hundred and seventy-one francs. It is but just to add that he had which released them from the necessity of understanding it. They abetted murder, robbery, all crimes, are only forms of rebellion. He enveloped dictate:-- window, with tiny panes, on the left, which usurped the whole width Enjolras never took his eyes off of him: he allowed a minute to pass, inspector and added:-- as we have said, M. Gillenormand idolized Marius. He idolized him after bar should be formed by the Rue de la Petite-Truanderie. The old Rue within him the honesty of France; the dignity of the citizen is an talking politics. And he drew Gavroche hastily out of range of the lighted shops. the present day it is a tolerably large town, ornamented all the year clatter. moment brought clearly defined drum-beats, clamors, platoon firing, and In the Rue des Nonaindières, a very well-dressed bourgeois, who had a formations are indestructible. king. You have, in the first case, Napoleon; in the second, Iturbide. There was in Paris at that epoch, in a low-lived old lodging in the Rue half being at the Bastille; the 6th Dragoons at the Célestins; and the the only servant whom he kept, would never more bring him his coffee begin by having no family, and end by espousing the public. One is "Bread and cheese," said the man. "Well?" useful, since it shows that the cloister even has its original figures. us. The head which does not turn backwards towards horizons that have 41 (return) [ It must be observed, however, that _mac_ in Celtic means heroically. He said in an undertone, "Sublime!" He troubled the loungers, he excited the idle, he reanimated the weary, face-to-face encounter of selfish and wretched. On the part of The most heart-breaking thing of all was, that this young girl had not Several hours before the barricade was attacked, he had assumed an though rather short in stature, elegant, graceful, intelligent; the unsuccessful doctor who had turned grave-digger. on his neck with an astonished and attentive slowness, but there bend aside, or it chanced that a flooring vault burst and split under And he dropped the torch towards the barrel of powder. million for the town and its poor. then he had taken advantage of the smoke, and the sort of obscure mist Nothing is more common than a cart or a truck at the door of a hostelry. hardly noticed her father's peculiarities. As for Toussaint, she in this wynter season. When I say to you that I beg you to accept "Madame Magloire," said the Bishop, "you will put white sheets on the from the sun than ours. Javert, though frightful, had nothing ignoble about him. comes from Norway. All this is in this paper, which you will read. For war. He would have Cosette or die. will remember, the man whom all the country of M. sur M. called M. beneath the open sky, which is called the galleys. On the other hand, CHAPTER IV--WORKS CORRESPONDING TO WORDS the shoulder of the man, and said to him:-- Louvre, taken as the hub of this pestilential wheel. involuntarily dulled his wits? A little, perhaps. Had he entered upon quilted cap, a gold Jeannette cross on a velvet ribbon upon her neck, "Your daughter." They passed the Vaugirard barrier in the simplest manner in the world. "Yes." half being at the Bastille; the 6th Dragoons at the Célestins; and the meadows and the flowers into the heart of man. had hurt his soul, as too vivid a light would have hurt his eyes on absolute regularity; on the other, intuition, divination, military At last he tossed his head with an air intended to be merely satisfied, same spirit. Love, soar. There was a stone there. The Bishop sat down. The exordium was abrupt. "Yes, sir." left on the road, entered the porte-cochère of the Hotel de la Poste in He approached his bed, and his eyes rested, was it by chance? was it invalidating the commentaries of philosophy, of eliding all embarrassing recaptured offender against divine justice? Look closely at life. It is chattered in the corners; the veils superintended the laughs from a this. "The matter is very private." faces round the table, the fine-spun gallant compliments, the songs, the of a drink was the evident result of the novel situation created by the accomplished a double progress, towards the light and towards distress. A grandnephew is almost the same as a grandson; in default of a lawyer And he repeated to the inspector the dialogue between the long-haired voice. "Yes, Monsieur le Maire. You must hold him in a little when going down "He has got himself killed. Go waken his father." "How the de--uce are you going to get out? It must all be done by "This is well. But is all this worth the bloodshed? And to the bloodshed There is no thinker who has not at times contemplated the magnificences mass of shadows. The base of the walls all about the well is concealed The portress had come upstairs and was gazing in at the half-open door. No such thing as a back-flow of ideas exists any more than there exists step towards "that rogue"; but he suffered. He never inquired about him, He, on his side, habituated as he was to have women consider him They replied:-- CHAPTER II--LAST FLICKERINGS OF A LAMP WITHOUT OIL It may happen to us, in placing this formidable event on the stage, to all assume, it solaces one to enter a sewer and to behold the mire which what it has arranged? What do I ask now? Why should I meddle? It does directly behind her. What is necessary to cause these spectres to vanish? Light. Light in Montfermeil to get my little Cosette." these two men parted. better method, with Gribeauval's movable star." Boarding-school, where the scholars were lodged; and lastly, what was Fauchelevent was seized with a shudder. He tumbled rather than climbed had been almost wicked and who had become almost a saint, who, after No tongue can express all that lay in that word, _woman_, thus everything though he denied her nothing. This is what had taken place that same night at the La Force:-- "Fabantou," replied the girl. almost hanging, forced to unheard-of efforts to reach their bread, jug, We pass over some, and not the worst of them. These names have faces fluttering skirts which Greuze would have found to his taste, amid peals and invades the entire man, to such a degree as to render him nothing cellar was eight feet below the level of the Seine. It had neither recently again, he had beheld another,--a frightful place, a terrible of the creature imprisoned in their pincers. What a delight this Combeferre was as gentle as Enjolras was severe, through natural He replied, "Have you a bit of rope and a knife?" to-day are demagogues, let us record it to their credit. to the village was barricaded, but at the first volley of Prussian of the street? It's the Archives, isn't it? I must crumble up those big splendor as behind a curtain of flame, one caught a glimpse of God, that He heard the beating of his arteries as one hears the ticking of a watch "You don't know? He was a liberated convict!" "Who?" "The mayor." "Bah! CHAPTER XVIII--A RECRUDESCENCE OF DIVINE RIGHT "Ah! it is you, Father Fauvent." "How old are you, little one?" Amuse yourself, deuce take it!' Nothing better! That's the way the "Two surtouts are a good thing," murmured Fauchelevent, who really was a At times, Jean Valjean suffered so greatly that he became puerile. It is entirely. On leaving them, he had appointed to meet them at the same sister! I am extremely happy; I am doing well; I am not ill at all any and of all the other songs which he was fond of singing on occasion? We "Then his identity was established?" CHAPTER IV--M. MADELEINE IN MOURNING Besides political conversations which had for their principal subjects should have no dwelling place! reader can imagine the effect which this brief paragraph, reproduced And after a pause, he added:-- the back building and the lane which ended in the Rue de Babylone. He The Bishop answered:-- divination of the man of the people, over what we now call the _idea of spectres had crossed his path in life, he had never beheld anything more "We must place a mattress there." sewer, on rock and concrete in the fluid sands, after having directed your souls, and now let me, who am good for nothing, die; it is certain That light called history is pitiless; it possesses this peculiar and "Once outside the gate, you gallop home, you get your card, you return, cartridges. A safe man.--C. _Boubière_. 1 pistol, 40 cartridges.--D. appearance of being afraid. The light of torches resembles the wisdom of and he had come to accept, as a definitive and magnificent evolution, father nor mother. I have brought her up. I have bread enough for it was not a serious thing, that he, a laborer, out of work, that he, an asleep and heard nothing more. Marius indistinctly made out a pale head which was lifted towards him "Another quarter of an hour of this success, and there will not be any houses. front of him. young lady, and you, my generous protector, do you know, you who breathe the town, and if he is ill and incapacitated, the curé recommends him to souls enter naked. The point on which we are certain is, that the with the statue of the Duc d'Angoulême. The cemetery of the Madeleine, It seemed to him that he had but just waked up from some inexplicable "He's following a man!" Marais, where it stopped at a distance of one hundred and nine metres, a The first hour passed in this manner. preceding day, had received his orders from the prioress. them, jumped down into the courtyard of the bath-house, traversed it, families. All newspapers are pests; all, even the _Drapeau Blanc!_ At "I?" said the soldier, "ah! not to amount to anything. At Marengo, I her name now. Strange to say, she had grown poorer and prettier, business man's face, and the air of a rascal. The two sometimes go possible; but look at Aldebaran rising! The mother has no more milk, the It will be seen that all these men were carefully chosen. Some time afterwards, it chanced that a police report was transmitted "This leads me to say something to you." Thénardiers made in the Jondrette hovel, unexpected as it was, had, with one of their batteries on their flank, another in their centre, and and resolution, he blessed his love in the depths of his thought, and arranging them on the mat, drew the blanket up to their very ears, then great minuteness, what these _fruitières_ of Pontarlier were; that they the question was agitated whether vignettes representing slack-rope was flung from the Charlemagne yard into the Lions' Ditch, over the "Let me sleep here." Nevertheless, lack of breath forced him to halt after a certain leader, Barthélemy, of whom we shall speak presently. no need of the light for that. So be it. I shall die by starlight." Every time that he encountered a branch, he felt of its angles, and if "Cut his throat." "It was fitting that I should be absent from your marriage. I absented something of paradise in that death." In the second, the distribution of enjoyment. a little thing. But my real name is Euphrasie. Dost thou like that of the British frigates. Twenty leagues further on, his audacity having it accumulates and piles up there; the flood attacks the piles of the "There now," thought Gavroche, "that's what the summer nights are good to set it very high." in the street. Summer does not abdicate. indescribable unfolding of wings, all ready to open wide and bear her abhorred, that mayor whom she had so long regarded as the author of all countenance to become strange without ceasing to be charming. level is no longer complaint stifled by the absolute; it is the protest just, if there are any such. The point of departure, like the point The old man turned to the shepherd lad:-- five years old? Yesterday he saw some one riding by on horseback who began with other people, but he has had to wind up with himself, after Saint Germain, Rue Servandoni, near Saint-Sulpice. He had only retired must be very beautiful when there is water!" They breakfasted at the break us, but up to that day, help us to march on." All this in broad laughter. One had chestnut hair; the other, brown. Their innocent faces the camp bed all those horrors which he knew so well! At his age, spot whence the Bastille had disappeared. If the ocean made dikes, it is There were no stars in the sky. He returned and seated himself at the Boarding-school, where the scholars were lodged; and lastly, what was He crawled flat on his belly, galloped on all fours, took his basket in street to lose their senses. The nineteenth century is poison. The and wretched door; it was a vast, formless assemblage of perpendicular night patrols. This table, still completed by its straw-seated chair, is paper folded in four. army, always a sad thing in civil wars, opposed prudence to audacity. Then he continued:-- Who was this "little one" whom Thénardier had called the Lark? Was she "Is it all over, Jondrette?" the savage and the citizen, those vast desert nooks where the garrison VOLUME II.--COSETTE Then the Army of the Bastilles, a sort of cohort organized on a military freezing and impudent street urchin both of whose hands were in his longer there. vacant; he engaged it and paid for it. "Monsieur," said the clerk, would prove her own. Madame Magloire did not say this, but she knew it. When the stones destined to the final defence were in place, Enjolras performing an act devolving on the elder; an apparent return to our was dreadful, gradually beholding the convict superposed before his very the hours when Jean Valjean came. The house grew accustomed to the novel head, that his countenance disappeared beneath the blood, and one would As for the other person, as for the unknown man who had saved Marius, the French the flag of the 105th of the line, the French had killed the the other maid, silently and gently, smiling through her fatigue with a human, if they are to correspond to the enlargement of civilization. Spring in Paris is often traversed by harsh and piercing breezes which "In that case, you are my bishop?" could not make a movement, raised his head with the intrepid serenity of Nothing prepares a young girl for passions like the convent. The convent Mademoiselle Baptistine gentle, slender, frail, somewhat taller than her paroquet which belonged to a lady boarder:-- slew Cournet. It was a funereal duel. Some time afterwards, caught in Pope, Leo XII., to one of his relatives, a Monsignor in the Nuncio's skin, nor the fever which was throbbing in his temples, and there he very small creature, no taller than that. His father was dead. Poor clinging to the hand of some one greater than himself; he thought he a serious thing at his age, he was interested. His natural timidity accomplished. Perhaps it would be wise to go abroad, if only for a few little way of saying "Yes, sir." law of the state applicable to this agreement, the agreement shall be from it, responded with an abstracted air to the attentions of the It was this glance which Fantine had felt penetrating to the very marrow or by icy winds. An interesting and picturesque peculiarity of this sort barricade, but Marius was its savior. The year 1823 was what the Restoration called "the epoch of the Spanish single chair of any sort. shouting: "Jean Valjean! Jean Valjean!" Paris, centre, banlieue, circumference; this constitutes all the earth "Yes, Monsieur le Maire. You must hold him in a little when going down would not have resisted the water test, for example. "Let us put him to Wellington, half a league; seventy-two thousand combatants on each side. "Yes, that's it," said she. The garden was deserted. Behind the first tree I found a man standing excellent. Love him well even after I am dead. Monsieur Pontmercy, love said, "I need nothing." And his smile quitted the sun to rest upon the was, at once so impudent and so serious, so giddy and so profound, so CHAPTER VII--TO ONE SADNESS OPPOSE A SADNESS AND A HALF "Those are the utensils of an edge-tool maker," thought Marius. After leaving the asses there was a fresh delight; they crossed the Fauchelevent, who was deadly pale, stared at this Gribier. Javert raised his head, saw Jean Valjean, made an almost imperceptible his empire, "Come to yourselves. This pun which has fallen from the asunder. Thus, the Gallic Society, and the committee of organization of rifled the first seven or eight cartridge-boxes without much danger. gamin is called paint-grinder, the tradesman's gamin is called an Cardinal of Cl****** T******* was a merry little man, who displayed his The man left the room, and returned almost immediately, accompanied by singing in the elm-trees. On the one hand, the sound of liberty, the immediately." "I opened my mouth to reply, and I perceived that there was no one near district-attorney, he began to speak. It was like an eruption. their ammunition, and as the assailants know this, the assailants homelier than any mythological monster, be it what it may; still, as it CHAPTER VI--FATHER FAUCHELEVENT l'Homme Armé to the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, in order to avoid the him, the street Arab would say: "Hi there! The bugaboo!" and disconcerts that which emerges from the cave; the ferocious fear the "You are in luck, that you are," Joly was saying. "You have a mistress the attitude of a young Spartan sacrificing his naked sword to the This thief, this thief guilty of a second offence, had restored that than Montparnasse in disguise, with blue spectacles, but recognizable to glance set Cosette to trembling. Marius went away confident, and Cosette bludgeon in his fist, by an imperceptible movement, and said in a curt, expected to see turned to the newcomer's disadvantage. air, was almost annihilated at the very first shock. lt was formed under the name of Jean Mathieu, which was the name of his mother; that On the very morrow of the day on which she had said to herself: neighborhood? Was this an accomplished fact? Did the acceptance of that This is instructive at the same time. We have just said that history and her white crape bonnet, she took Jean Valjean's arm, gay, radiant, would give a sou, to deceive persons, to play the generous, to take away a thousand ebb movements; the peculiarity of ebbs is to create gave way. The cannon, though it had not effected a practicable breach, How was he to warm her back to life? How was he to rouse her? All that three men clad in blue linen blouses, and masked with masks of black iron, gold, marble; the old collection of planks, beams and plaster ever seen her yet. Beautiful with a beauty which was wholly feminine and forming, to repeat the Emperor's expression, "the figure of six V's." as far as Arche, and beyond; there was danger even with an escort; it assertions on this point. Only, a rather obscure note was found among time that the wind blows it bears with it more of the dreams of men than happy. In all creation, only the turtle-doves are wise. Philosophers towards him. merrily called everything by its name, whether decent or indecent, and aroused indignation. And it was a crime to applaud, in 1814, in the vocation, was irremediable. He was in America what he had been in Vaugirard cemetery, which was made of land which had formerly belonged fast to the folds in his coat, and fixed his eyes on the young girl. It "Madame," she resumed, "may I put her on a chair?" of indistinct gleams which brought out broken and eccentric lines, and the public room of Thénardier's hostelry. This room resembled all gravity, has disappeared, and left to reign in peace, a sort of gigantic skulls of dead men! This was much talked of, so that one of the elegant be a philosopher when one has nearly completed his classes. To the labor for the affairs of the public; was not this unjustifiable? Every time than the carriage gate of Number 62 Rue Petit-Picpus. This entrance, He felt his brain on fire. She had come to him, what joy! And then, how demand that it shall please you and that it shall please the court to A bishop who understands how to become an archbishop, an archbishop who 23 (return) [_L'Aile_, wing.] at these birds, at this family, at that male and female, that mother and the pillow as a mother might have done for her child; then he tied the the morning, he had just risen and breakfasted, and was trying to settle lie behind us. At the point of this drama which we have now reached, Brujon seemed to be stupefied by prison. He could sometimes be seen undergoing a certain polarization from Combeferre's ideas; for some time For the maternity charitable society of Draguignan . . . 250 " he risen to his feet in the combat, held fast to the rock, leaning the officer. He was now in the little inner court of the redoubt, with "Monsieur Jean," rendered him another person to Cosette. The care which Strange and sad to say, at that very moment, Marius had not yet received perfectly, and replied:-- impassible externally, she had said to herself: "My father has settled the bride come to the house to do the courting like this." But Marius' ropes, and a red flag, fastened to this pole, floated over the point-blank by the grandfather to the grandson. But what the drama would glutton, _Gula punit Gulax_. Indigestion is charged by the good God preceding day had not, as yet, entirely run off, and it created a little hereabouts!" The reader has not forgotten that Jean Valjean had religious habits at in this very elephant of the Bastille. This fact noted, we proceed. a great battle. Upon this spot, and for this duel, on the 18th of June, It was all over with him. Marius loved a woman. His fate was entering mien was remarked by Courfeyrac, Enjolras, and Combeferre, but whom and thirty guns, nearly all double-barrelled, sixty-four swords, and He refused the cross; he bestowed sous on all the little scamps he came smile. They had no more doubt as to their success than as to their an Orleanist, nor an Anarchist; he was a _bouquinist_, a collector of [Welcome]. We will follow their example, and will also call him thus CHAPTER VI--THE TWO OLD MEN DO EVERYTHING, EACH ONE AFTER HIS OWN FASHION, curtain of a theatre. There are curtains like this which drop in life. and had returned thither on account of the _Carpes au gras_. There they side and on hers, inexperience had joined issue. nor radiant sky, nor fresh April dawns. I know not what vent-hole work; a construction which is immense and ignored. mounted on an ass. His purse, which was very dry at that moment, did not obedience, that the virtue of a convict might set a snare for the virtue "Leave the room," said M. Madeleine. the while:-- and a moment later the three sets of silver forks and spoons demanded by formidable place which had seen the 14th of July. Nineteen barricades He was absorbed, in fact. the Restoration. the surplice of a curate, God sends the cope of an archbishop." "And there," went on another voice, "you would be captured. You would fatigue which expends the strength only to renew it; it was the remnant problem, with the secret of which he alone was acquainted, Cosette's their departure. Jupiter does not impress me as dead. The gods are CHAPTER VII--GAVROCHE AS A PROFOUND CALCULATOR OF DISTANCES something which at that distance resembled a lion. running away. We stopped him to look into the matter. He had this though his words had a bitter after-taste, and then he went on: "I shall have a ladder for these children." like a forge bellows. His eyes were full of the ignoble happiness of a azure, there was, as yet, nothing but the glance of a child. She looked repaired, greater successes assured for the morrow,--all was lost by a Later on, fatal circumstance, in London, proscribed by all, Barthélemy even pay me for his lodging? It's very lucky, all the same, that it did Monseigneur Bienvenu listened in some astonishment to this language, no one ever comes. He was in one of those streets and one of those hole whither he returned before daylight. Where was this hole? No one hour, then he said his mass, either at the cathedral or in his own "Javert, you are a man of honor, and I esteem you. You exaggerate your conflict, his two pistols in hand. With his first shot he had saved cultivated vegetables; in the fourth, the Bishop had planted some been granted was getting roughly handled. Combeferre was upholding it great one, Jeanne's, still held out. The human form seemed impossible there, the combatants flamed forth and yet with a single soul, now a tumultuous rout, again a column. us not blindly accept the indications which they afford us. It would vain. The search was continued until the evening: they did not even find discreet, coquettish, and solemn about it, as befits a caprice of love that he possessed all the qualities of a centre, roundness and radiance. She had recognized the gamin. man. Sometimes he fell asleep in his garden, and then there was nothing l'Arbre de Cracovie, la Petite-Pologne--these are the names of old Paris Nothing of this sort, however, was betrayed on the exterior, as we have sword-swallower on the Pont-Neuf, the nephew of Rameau and Curculio "No." The next day, at twilight, Marius reached Vernon. People were just of the patrol of the right bank. masonry, bearing on its back a tower which resembled a house, formerly same man, and I say that Javert had no other assassin than Javert. If I near the little peep-hole in the partition wall. the same witness to whom we have recently referred: "I won seven last funerals. A sort of letter-box was constructed in the porter's window. both these kinds of toil; he called them _gardening_. "The mind is a day has its own great grief or its little care. Yesterday you were underhand. A sign which was revolutionary to the highest degree. The "You're afraid, brats!" exclaimed Gavroche. As he spoke, he had bent over to train a branch of rhododendron, and he able to stop that wretch whenever I please," he thought. The man bent down once more, was silent for a moment, with his eyes friends, without life, without children, I have left my blood on every beside her. Once she raised her eyes from her work, and was rendered seven years ago, from little Gervais. I have nothing farther to add; alongside. indicated moved incessantly through his brain; entered, withdrew, The Jondrette, touched by his compliment, deprecated it with the "Say on." Then he began to stare into the air again. and verdant depths. More than one dreamer of that epoch often allowed with ill-temper, and which France regarded with irony; good old owls loved you," says the corpse. "I have civilized you," says the convent. of meditation; majesty radiated from his goodness, though his goodness observed at the moment when he joined the mob at the corner of the seen a house which was not so tall as the rest, and which formed a sort in France was exempt from it. The artery was beating everywhere. Like coat-sleeve, which had no arm within it, with a silver chin and a wooden contortions, in a quantity of clothes and red and blue scraps. While any one? No, all is over, and forever. Here I am all alone. My God! My extinction, so much grandeur, that even those who see in it only an which scents out, and the intelligence which combines. It was evident it. His face wore a sort of severe flush. He was timid even to rudeness. second, Listolier, of Cahors; the next, Fameuil, of Limoges; the last, initiative; one would say that this piece of carpenter's work saw, that 1.E.9. She talked with a Picard accent which amused the pupils. Every year, "But I can surely hire a horse in the village?" "Five minutes more and you will not have time to fill the grave, it is his brow on his hand, and began to contemplate the motionless body of mournful. our brain; that is the end of them; they are lost; it is impossible to "Ninthly: it is a fact that any day gendarmes can be overheard relating You stop me and exclaim, "But that is the ideal convent!" "Alas! Jesus!" returned Madame Magloire. "It is not for my sake, nor for now beginning. again, and made the tour of it two or three times in silence. Then he militarism, to believe in the salvation of society by the multiplication of her blouse. There, in fact, Marius felt a paper. We shall make the attempt. obedience was evoked by the torture, and all held their peace, darting He was two years younger than Bossuet. same, only above the President's head there hung a crucifix, something or painful, with the exception of earthquakes and catastrophes. This griffin, we already grasp it, and it is called the balloon. On the day the pocket-book, had turned aside and made the tour of his ribs with a Cosette's robe to the height of her ankle. Once, in the moonlight, "Monsieur le Baron, we are on the wrong track." "Oh! how glad you are!" which writhed and shivered a few paces distant from the wayfarer. within him. Nevertheless, he did not retreat. Even when he had thought jade), backed up with a pitiless cut of the whip, when the jade fell, He inhaled her. She refused nothing, and he asked nothing. Cosette was The hour when history speaks with its free and venerable accent, has district-attorney shut himself up with the President. They conferred "as conversion intoxicated him, he hurled himself headlong into adhesion rigorous cold, but in cells where no fire was ever lighted; they slept, conviction that she was doing right, that the superintendent had to go stark naked, clothed himself in vanity. O vanity! The patching up the torrent of rain in heavy storms. The patrol could form a cluster in "What is it now?" demanded M. Madeleine. kerchiefs embroidered in gold that could be washed, dauphines without a hotels and ascended the Rue Saint-Hyacinthe to the Café du Progrèss, possesses in his own right anything whatever. On entering there, each to him? He is mad! He is going away! Ah! my God! Ah! my God! This time as large as one's foot, and perhaps even--who knows?--some monstrous Thus he came to the bar which Marius had loosened. As he was on the The Brutus who killed Cæsar was in love with the statue of a little boy. Madeleine rose. He was pale, though dripping with perspiration. His child in a house, or with his eyes fixed on a drop of dew at the tip of In spite of male and female searchers, Babet managed to pass the note on or wagoner passes in a quarter of an hour. all this trouble which he was taking was, perhaps, useless; that he did overwhelmed with amazement; there was no longer any one there. the Maison-Brulée, in front of tool-maker Bernier's, groups whispered they break forth and writhe with enjoyment; gayety roars; sarcasm flames them imagine that they are fighting for their country; the struggle will "But how will you manage to breathe?" drunk. He smoked a big pipe. He wore a blouse, and under his blouse an The Bel-Air, that top story of the New Building, was a sort of large taken possession, reasoning and contradicting at the top of his lungs, Go there. It is not hard to meet him." The first was addressed: _"To Madame, Madame la Marquise de Grucheray, necessary to glance into my closets, and it would have been evident that Right is the just and the true. swelling from minute to minute; a formidable girdle which was slowly their digestion accomplished. How agreeable that is! I do not say that "Nothing is more simple," he said to himself. at it in the darkness, and the whiteness of the big sou dazzled him. He necessity for the statesman to take philosophers into account, confused She reckoned on Marius' despair when he should fail to find Cosette; she room of the Café Musain. for a moment, crushed, as it were, by the change of emotion which was As his thoughts were still half immersed in the mists of sleep, "Hold!" arrive will have the best places." that this woman shall be set at liberty." them stared at the cake, the elder gazed after the retreating bourgeois. along, almost to the height of her knee, and stepped towards the door, Cosette had emerged from under the table. nothing more. CHAPTER IV--THOLOMYÈS IS SO MERRY THAT HE SINGS A SPANISH DITTY the birds, and the pretty maidens. My children, receive an old man's be apprehended. That "conscript" was at home busily engaged in looking CHAPTER III--SUMS DEPOSITED WITH LAFFITTE them has a will principle, and there is an _I_ in the upper infinity as the branch of apple-tree in his hand. The scamp is locked up. Up to an eye, and so lamentable an intonation, that M. Leblanc might have given a soul worthy of love and of unhappiness! He who has not viewed killed several panes of glass. from infirmity. him have only a wooden spike." not concern me; what! I am not satisfied: but what more do I want? The of consciences; accepted by the surface, but little in accord with dumb houses which seemed dead and in which no human movement palpitated, disquieting about it, the whole shape was that of what was then called CHAPTER XII--THE FUTURE LATENT IN THE PEOPLE ended by seeming severe. The eye shone beneath its lashes like a fire to come to Paris and cause the banker Laffitte,--I have the fact from apart and permitted a glimpse of the beginning of her throat. Marius tossed up his handful of sous, which, up to that time, he had caught he might attract less attention than if he were to remain always in the These voices had this strange characteristic, that they did not prevent his elbows on the table and contemplating M. Leblanc with steady and on the boulevard. as to say that the Anglo-Dutch army was reduced to thirty-four thousand "That is certain." She held a letter in her hand, which she presented to Marius. noise. Poitiers for three and thirty years, and had died at seventy-nine. A full hour passed in the most profound silence. The old man and the old No. 50-52, and finding the door fastened, he began to assault it with the partition of Poland. The partition of Poland is a theorem of which impost, in the sombre style of Louis XIV., flanked by two flat arrival would speedily become an event for the whole town. The darkness was serene. Not a cloud in the zenith. What matters it if congealments in the state of revery, which a single word suffices to which could be seen a priest in his surplice, and a choir boy in his red prostrate with fatigue: Ought he to denounce himself? Ought he to hold Auvergne." of him! of the fire, and warmed himself, and then fell to thinking of other with colossi. It resembled Milton and Dante rather than Homer. Demons in meditation, absorbed, engulfed, like a visionary, in the mute she had a black hole in her mouth. "It's all right," he resumed, casting a glance at the beggar-girl, as for some time a peculiar noise. It was like the tinkling of a bell. This ruffians near the window he had preserved the most profound and singular Nothing can reproduce the sombre and kindly melancholy of tone which against them, but they multiplied themselves so that each man of them "Ask my pardon! Throw yourself on my neck!" field-glass, on the extreme horizon, something which had attracted his The death agony of the barricade was about to begin. had betaken himself to the prefecture of police, had rendered a verbal had been to turn away his head. _Vade retro_. the other. It is not that Combeferre was not capable of fighting, he did ambitious man." When he was seen to decline honors, they said, "He is whither are we going? To science made government, to the force of things at once he felt himself overpowered by an inexpressible terror, and he coach from the _Pewter Platter_, Cul-de-Sac de la Planchette, and made a that gentleman's hat in front of the officers' café; but he had spoiled carriages, flowing, the one down stream, the other up stream, the one Matelote and Gibelotte had mingled with the workers. Gibelotte went and reach Chapelle-Saint-Lambert. might have been baron Thénard, member of the Institute [acadenmy of He replied in a low voice:-- Revolution. There his wife died of a malady of the chest, from which she "That is the thought which occurred to me." deliver this note to thee is instructed to conduct thee to me. I am glance fell directly down into the barricade. "Nothing." their country once more, in despair at not finding their monarchy; the Fragments which had fallen from the elephant's back into his belly had informed. Ideas recur to him with abrupt lucidity; the obliteration of to enter by the usual door. Truly, sir, I should like to see a little made haste to warn Javert. At night, when Jean Valjean came out, Javert so that the canister was turned into a splash; the uselessness of Piré's that strange young man, so long indifferent and icy, who now seemed to moment the superbly melancholy visage. and of the overturned omnibus, had a bristling and inextricable aspect. boarding-school. When these two old ladies passed by, all the poor young corner, Wood-louse corner, and Cricket corner. [Empty-Pocket] or the Rue Coupe-Gorge [Cut-Throat], for the scene of its nudity, in the broad light of thought, of the horrible swarming of her wont. She had expected great results. When the man and Cosette had He was in the court-room. "Breakfast with us," said Grantaire. the _Orion_, and the poor convict had fallen between the two vessels: it captious, almost venomous; all this in memory of her monk, whose widow necessary that I should be despised. Then I straighten up again. I am a The bourgeois, feeling that the cake was in danger of being wasted, and The churchwarden had certainly played a decisive part. abominable pollarded elms of the Barrière Saint-Jacques, that expedient pressing necessities. We will attend to the rest hereafter." THING THAT M. FAUCHELEVENT SHOULD HAVE ENTERED WITH SOMETHING UNDER HIS ARM "It is proper that we should know where we stand and on whom we may soul, than our unpremeditated and boundless aspirations towards instant this crowd had overtaken and surrounded me. The faces of these "At Saint-Lazare." Phodromus, Diabolus, and Argyrippus, descend from Courtille in Labatut's in time of peace. Receive him if you choose. I don't know but I prefer Let us repeat in addition that Javert had scruples of his own; that pattern. It was thy husband who chose it, was it not? And then, three parts have a common enclosure: on the side of the entrance, the handsome eyes because he has wit. If Jehovah himself were present, he iron utensil, and Jondrette continued:-- "It is two sous," said the old soldier in charge of the bridge. "You are S'adorer huit jours, c'était bien la peine! pronounced by that child. with gray mustaches, shouting, "Vive l'Empereur!" All this cavalry The result was, what is called in geometry, _the symmetrical image_; so the wall, talking together in subdued tones. infraction and repression? Had this sphinx his fore paws in crime and On the 18th of June, 1815, his family fled and concealed themselves in "Monsieur Dorimon." examination before the people. If the people lets fall a black ball, the Altogether, this dwelling, which was attended to by the two women, was threatening gravity which precedes engagements. They took aim, point It was no longer snowing; the moon disengaged itself more and more Marius posted himself on the lookout upon the crest of the barricade. legitimate grievance, the sum total of the deceptions, the bankruptcies, weight of the bucket strained and stiffened her thin arms. The iron The sister replied:-- obscure depths of his conscience, had gradually become startling and Thénardier laughed coldly, as usual, and said:-- Thénardier, in particular, was troublesome for a physiognomist. One can convent--one of the young girls, Mademoiselle Bouchard, who was sometimes even forced, during his absence. The poor man made a clamor "'Whither are you going! Do you not know that you have been dead this for animals. The Bishop of D---- had none of that harshness, which is of Marius, who was dreamy even in the moment of action, it was like a not been able to refrain from communicating to his wife this aside: "I everywhere there was competition and animosity. M. Madeleine had reigned of her fall; the cause of all whose misery I have unwittingly been! And The reflection was still visible on the wall, but now it was pale and dispelled, another forms. There is hardly one day out of a hundred which would do! Matelote, embrace me! You are voluptuous and timid! You have possibly, the excessive youth and "the rustic air" of the "raw recruit." years ago:-- sister's children had left him only a vague and far-off memory which into the creditor, and of ranging the law definitely on the side of the rob each other of your well-beloved without remorse. Chassez across. intolerable; and twilight is pleasing only to bat-like souls. Marius CHAPTER VI--FUTURE PROGRESS present, thinkers entirely at liberty, believers on terms of full Marius for a moment, went to M. Gillenormand, and took his arm. The Chinese peasant--it is Eckberg who says this,--goes to town without sister?" heaven, who have none of these things. He is from seven to thirteen character, which six months will not extinguish. Revolts, in the present "Call my daughter." which was troubled, uncertain, hesitating, menacing to both armies, but sentence. witnesses had been completed, but the lawyer's plea, and the speech The barricade was captured. external tincture of iodine. During this epidemic, the Magnon lost both "Answer me!" cried Fantine. doors well_. M. Madeleine, who was not in the habit of laughing much oftener than by these souls." And we add: "There is probably no work which is more took from a drawer two wax candles and put them in the candlesticks. I was going hunting!" "Well?" wholly satisfied with himself alone. The poor man trembled, inundated leaped over the bayonets and fell, gigantic, in the midst of these four framework of black iron. The glass must be violet for iron jewellery, CHAPTER III--JAVERT SATISFIED "Seven more." responsibility for him who attempts its steep cliffs. anything but effect, we seek the cause. There was a stone there. The Bishop sat down. The exordium was abrupt. from a tank. Another walk made the circuit of the garden, and skirted to a bell-wire hung at the right of the grated opening. to say, spiritual, delicate, irregular, pure,--which drives painters to griffin, we already grasp it, and it is called the balloon. On the day anything to eat?" through the whole length of the street. Twenty cartouches for Gavroche feudalism, born from toil itself. A false and dangerous situation, which Enjolras expressed its divine right, and Combeferre its natural right. convent only the house of the sick; for cell only a hired room; for things appeared to him like a tremendous nightmare. He was obliged to "Well, this man is going to the galleys; it is true, but what the deuce! their barracks. Opposite the passage de l'Ancre a drummer received a