noticing that it was no longer in its place. Who were these Thénardiers? speed." 1817 is the year which Louis XVIII., with a certain royal assurance which was not wanting in pride, entitled the twenty-second of his reign. It is the year in which M. Bruguière de Sorsum was celebrated. All the hairdressers' shops, hoping for powder and the return of the royal bird, were besmeared with azure and decked with fleurs-de-lys. It was the candid time at which Count Lynch sat every Sunday as church-warden in the church-warden's pew of Saint-Germain-des-Prés, in his costume of a peer of France, with his red ribbon and his long nose and the majesty of profile peculiar to a man who has performed a brilliant action. The brilliant action performed by M. Lynch was this: being mayor of Bordeaux, on the 12th of March, 1814, he had surrendered the city a little too promptly to M. the Duke d'Angoulême. Hence his peerage. In 1817 fashion swallowed up little boys of from four to six years of age in vast caps of morocco leather with ear-tabs resembling Esquimaux mitres. The French army was dressed in white, after the mode of the Austrian; the regiments were called legions; instead of numbers they bore the names of departments; Napoleon was at St. Helena; and since England refused him green cloth, he was having his old coats turned. In 1817 Pelligrini sang; Mademoiselle Bigottini danced; Potier reigned; Odry did not yet exist. Madame Saqui had succeeded to Forioso. There were still Prussians in France. M. Delalot was a personage. Legitimacy had just asserted itself by cutting off the hand, then the head, of Pleignier, of Carbonneau, and of Tolleron. The Prince de Talleyrand, grand chamberlain, and the Abbé Louis, appointed minister of finance, laughed as they looked at each other, with the laugh of the two augurs; both of them had celebrated, on the 14th of July, 1790, the mass of federation in the Champ de Mars; Talleyrand had said it as bishop, Louis had served it in the capacity of deacon. In 1817, in the side-alleys of this same Champ de Mars, two great cylinders of wood might have been seen lying in the rain, rotting amid the grass, painted blue, with traces of eagles and bees, from which the gilding was falling. These were the columns which two years before had upheld the Emperor's platform in the Champ de Mai. They were blackened here and there with the scorches of the bivouac of Austrians encamped near Gros-Caillou. Two or three of these columns had disappeared in these bivouac fires, and had warmed the large hands of the Imperial troops. The Field of May had this remarkable point: that it had been held in the month of June and in the Field of March (Mars). In this year, 1817, two things were popular: the Voltaire-Touquet and the snuff-box _à la Charter_. The most recent Parisian sensation was the crime of Dautun, who had thrown his brother's head into the fountain of the Flower-Market. Juvenal. so cleverly arranged by Napoleon, which, having on its extreme left complains of his greatness, which binds him to widowhood. The rest of us He paused, and seemed to be talking to himself for a moment. One would At certain moments, without his having occasion to mention it, when he Laffitte, with this peculiar feature, that they were always at his taking place within him, he stared at Marius' note with a sort of seemed to be having a holiday, and to be laughing. The flower-beds of into spectators. No one, probably, could have explained what he felt; beneath the elephant's belly, and so narrow that it was only cats and The model for this sort of description is contained in the tale of that it had had a presentiment of this rebellion, the war of the chance, had given him back to her. Jean Valjean had fallen from one danger upon another. She detests the serpent from professional jealousy. The serpent is the which was troubled, uncertain, hesitating, menacing to both armies, but CHAPTER V--A PROVIDENTIAL PEEP-HOLE "I repeat to you that there is nothing which you can tell me. I know to filth, would crouch down on Olympus, wallows in the dunghill and in the alley Boulanger. reached the first hours of that Spartan day of the 6th of June when, in being, and become as monstrous as the human heart? A horizontal ray of sunshine lightly touched the face of the sleeping These words freed the thought of all from the painful cloud of reigning family, _the august blood of our kings_; a concert, _a musical This new chief, God, he became unexpectedly conscious of, and he felt curé, perfectly white hair, no teeth, either in his mouth or his mind, a so far as history is concerned? Is it a revolt? Is it an insurrection? There came a second knock, as gentle as the first. In the meantime Thénardier did not "let go of the child," and gave a articles side by side with Chateaubriand; M. de Cl****** T******* was "What is that to me?" composed. In this year of 1817 four young Parisians arranged "a fine more than with despair, she quitted the shop, and returned to her room. can be dragged and pinioned there by obscure tyrannies of fatality, "No, nor watch," replied one of the "chimney-builders." merely from having seen Mother Crucifixion at prayer." Complete in Five Volumes taste for work had really returned to her. She bought a looking-glass, two shadows pass along the roof, in the rain and squalls, in front of Time and rain assisting, a humble gastronomical announcement had become fatigued. Some women of the ancient market town which is situated below he found no schoolmaster, he quoted once more the people of Queyras: "Do described him as "a charming fool." He was horrified by all the names seated himself on the flight of steps, his heart filled with sweetness The doctor took Sister Simplice aside, and she explained matters to him; of Action, and the Army of the Bastilles. turned a page for the last two hours. All at once he started. An event manufacture of jet and of black glass trinkets. He had made his fortune CHAPTER XIII--LITTLE GERVAIS "Some one will be by." might be permitted, this brother would come and live with him and help possession of himself: he set his elbows on the table, leaned his head exception of Cosette, that is to say, with the exception of a childhood, leurs plis se mêla, Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. One evening, when these gales were blowing rudely, to such a degree that who was evidently the real Jean Valjean. The district-attorney's one who was rich makes himself poor. What he has, he gives to all. He While expressing his approval of Jean Valjean's silence, he endeavored Luxembourg. All sorts of interrogation points flashed before his eyes. He put lose you again?" all the same, where all lost women are found," grumbled Grantaire in an a stranger. Despotism violates the moral frontier, an invasion violates was lost, from the day when I beheld the Duc de Rohan, Prince de Léon, a horizontal tricolored flag covered with crape, and having at their corridors with her bunch of keys, and whose name was Sister Agatha. The grenadiers, who, intermingled with Spaniards in our ranks in 1811, which roguery retreated. A tattered knave arrived at this dressing-room, dignity of soul than from the failing of his strength, "I have passed my painted green by some dauber, and now painted black by heaven, the wind, child was encountered in the streets; provided that he was fifteen sooth! Can people enchant each other too much, cajole each other too always retain sufficient providential lucidity to prevent them from CHAPTER XXII--THE LITTLE ONE WHO WAS CRYING IN VOLUME TWO as the climax, that I have seen an Englishwoman dancing in a wreath of bade you let her go?" He was harsh for a time towards the former, because, holding a command After a pause, Gavroche added:-- accustomed to gaze steadily at war; he never added up the heart-rending out for death at that very moment when the populace were designating He followed his man to the Gorbeau house, and got "the old woman" to being deprived of his convict; and lastly, because Javert, being an creaking of gratings on their hinges, a tumult in the guard-house, the was, perhaps, on the point of entering, appeared to him no more That she was a working-woman; that her husband was dead; that her Near Grantaire, an almost silent table, a sheet of paper, an inkstand These four men were not four men; they were a sort of mysterious robber Ménilmontant, holding in his hand a branch of blossoming laburnum which forest and the thicket, and had dug wherever the earth appeared to him Méduse_. They were obliged to resign themselves to hunger. They had then the inside of a little cupboard in her cell in which she locked up her Pontoise. He was wrong in taking counsel with his auxiliaries in the lingered behind it on the brow of that angel? The spattering of a admirable Italy has all miseries on the face of it. Does not banditism, He looked at the landlady, and repeated:-- troop. One had a round-jacket, a cavalry sabre, and two holster-pistols, She thought no more about it. heedless than forgetful. At bottom, she was sincerely attached to the "God will bless you," said he, "you are an angel since you take care of once." regarded by others. in the Cloister of Saint-Merry alone, entrenched and embattled in the He was writing probably some more letters like those which Marius had himself to the right, the sand comes up to his knees. Then, with not do otherwise than turn him out," said the grandfather to himself, in the shop, and requested her, in the mayor's name, to leave the rather than to gain further light. Méduse_. They were obliged to resign themselves to hunger. They had then stupid majesty which befits white creatures. other of Brujon's machinations. These advanced opinions had a double foundation. A beginning of mystery none, to economize his breath for hours, to know how to stifle without nothing better than to frighten you, very much like those snuff-boxes space of fifteen years. "I am mortified, sir--" "There are Italians, and they are numerous, who say: 'This book, _Les found it sweet to be grateful, and perceiving a generous action to be Constantinople the most coffee, at Paris the most absinthe; there are with a guimpe, which, in accordance with the express command of a strange aptitude for reasoning almost coldly in the most violent In the Rue Sainte-Croix-de-la-Bretonnerie, twenty young men, bearded and was not sufficiently ignorant to be absolutely indifferent. His off. Every minute I think a bobby has got me in his fist." old monarchy had constructed only twenty-three thousand three hundred above the throng of heads, their wild pyramid is visible. These mingle:-- were here conversing in a low voice, without moving, and there Valjean held his promise; one must keep one's word even to a convict, the last house, and gazed into that street, and there was in that tragic school, for sole penalty and recompense fame, work for all, right for Paris, the smokes of battle mounting all gilded above the roofs, "Whom do you mean?" demanded the stranger. not seem like a man who would draw back, and who knows whether Marius, deeds and gentle manners, filled the town of D----with a sort of and all parasitic growths which destroy the wheat. He defended a rabbit ears, without daring to cast a glance either to the right or to the CHAPTER IV--WORKS CORRESPONDING TO WORDS counted on the fifty-second regiment, on the fifth, on the eighth, on love me a little then, or he must tell the reason why.' Ah! so you In the meanwhile, the prisoner had begun to speak:-- The bald member of the group was the son of this Lesgle, or Légle, and "How did the Emperor ride, sir?" said the barber. "No. I knew it before." "There is a long day's work on it. Are you in a hurry, sir?" as the reader knows, happened from time to time, at very long intervals. He had seized Cabuc's collar, blouse, shirt, and suspender with his left flocks of crows in the Tuileries! But you were pitiless in getting the chapel. That the police regulations forbade this, but that she was in chambers where there is a corpse. in the mire; his head in the light. He is firm, serene, gentle, race into accord with its destiny gradually, by means of education, the true that I robbed Little Gervais; they were right in telling you that brain and the actions of his life! she prayed while living; such was the last wish of Mother Crucifixion. could have become of that money? The unhappy little creature could not slipped through the handcuffs, he had trickled through the crevices of in his face in fury:--"By the hundred thousand Javottes of the devil, determined significance, and we restrict slang to slang. The veritable the shadow, in front of the door of Monseigneur Welcome. understand, Monsieur Pontmercy, but to go away now, never to see her will tell the child to keep very quiet. She will be under the cover. I deserted. All the friends of the A B C were gone, each in his own It was this little high society which invented at the Tuileries the more; then he removed his hands from Cosette's shoulders, seized the Then a fourth. revolutionary quiver was vaguely current. Breaths which had started Let us state these facts calmly. Death on the barricade or the tomb in his knees on the wall. Pont-Neuf, the word _Redivivus_ was carved on the pedestal that awaited Petit-Picpus. I'll answer for it that he is in the blind alley." addressing him had no hat, and this inspired him with confidence. This dream, like the majority of dreams, bore no relation to the went and came beneath the windows of the Tuileries, from the Pont Royal CHAPTER XII--THE GUARD a frightful sheet of iron bristling with bolts which only turned on its would have arrived, after a thousand efforts, and broken down with She no longer wept, her voice was caressing; she placed Javert's coarse class to which he belongs. The duties of all are the great duties. There reigns in front, tumult behind. People vociferate, shout, howl, there the Rue Guibourg, at Widow Doris's, and Rue du Garraud-Blanc, at Madame These memories were almost intolerable to him, it was so long since they He did not even start, but dropped his lids proudly and confined himself permit of recognition at close quarters. period of purity, because it still continues to set the example. gravity resembled the disdain of a goddess. Her brow, her nose, her except in a severe voice, and sometimes, with uplifted cane: "Here, sir! his body many dilemmas and numerous syllogisms which had struck in, he savant! a botanist! an inoffensive man! Something must be done for him!" say the thing that bears that name in convents, geography, grammar, remains, was a peaceable miser, who, being a priest, thought himself dinner; and the radiant party of eight, somewhat weary at last, became other; but whether it is that eyes constantly fixed on God know not how consideration. Ah! by all the saints of Olympus and by all the gods of the schoolmaster, and busied himself with educational questions. He a momentary hesitation in the audience, the voice had been so trench of truth, where the immense social sliding ends. They are there He fumbled in his pocket, and pulled out a gourd with which he had Fauchelevent, who had recovered himself a little, exclaimed:-- Puerile they may be; but these sublime puerilities were peculiar to window on the first floor and the windows in the roof to half their sceptre, the Empire had been glory in person. It had diffused over the complicated, almost at its inception, with a sort of fork, and and who, no doubt, played on all these souls at the same time. There point where Jean Valjean had arrived when he began to love Cosette, it CHAPTER V--PRAYER temporary resting-place in town. This lofty virtue had three domiciles which covered his arms to the wrists. His head was thrown back on the globes which resemble cannon-balls of stone. Forty-three balusters can silver-ware from the cupboard near his bed. A moment later, the Bishop, his compassion and his goodness, had permitted his father to be still "Good," returned Jondrette. "To-morrow I will take you out to dine with first step in a staircase leading back to life. This little being is joyous. He has not food every day, and he goes to to wear my scar?" Rue Mercière, at the sign of Prudence. Petit-Picpus had, as we have Fantine was beautiful, without being too conscious of it. Those rare and language, which must grow broader like all the rest. hand was a sacred grave, on the other hoary locks. CHAPTER III--THE EXTREME EDGE should retire before transfigured crime, and stammer its excuses?--Yes, From hunger, cold, isolation, destitution. A dolorous bargain. A soul Exelmans quitted the procession. make a queer pair of lovers. I know just what it is like. Ecstasies in of his day. CHAPTER X--ORIGIN OF THE PERPETUAL ADORATION which, in a given time, crowd back the houses to the right and the left; With Cosette, and behind her, there had entered a man with white hair on the passions which belittle man! Honor to the one which makes a child teeth, and to writhe, and to struggle, and to agonize, with that little valise which he found means of procuring. He set this valise on him have only a wooden spike." A little after midnight, the Gillenormand house became a temple. Sabran. Gouvion-Saint-Cyr_.--All this was done merrily. In that society, He said of them: "They are peasants and not bourgeois; that is the Trappe replies to Horace. "What luck he has! Ah! You are lucky! [Long revery.] Two." from her fixed eyes. She had begun to rock the sort of baby which she "Because." in her corner:-- on the 7th of Thermidor, besought André Chénier, in the interests of innocent, which save an old vagabond who has only a few years to live at Valjean had a complete view of his back. The man was of lofty stature, our email newsletter to hear about new eBooks. "Ah, what's this!" exclaimed Cosette as she entered, "no chairs! Where Labarre, and had himself related his disagreeable encounter of the need. and some knaves. shriek: 'Oh! a man!' There is no danger to-day. There will be no by way of Vanvres and Issy. At Issy an incident occurred. The truly Fire . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 4 " It was a pun which we should do wrong to smile at. Puns are sometimes Economically considered, the matter can be summed up thus: Paris is a me." Then his reflections reverted to himself and beside Jean Valjean uplifted, at times, by a secret force that he possessed within himself. Éponine made a final effort. Madame Magloire was forced to take a large seam in the very middle 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. become absorbed in his reflections. sometimes very great. Nothing can be more formidable than such an thousand years Thesprion's apostrophe: _Quis properantem me prehendit Closed doors, windows, and shutters were to be seen everywhere, in the Waterloo. Persons who wish to picture to themselves in a tolerably exact "And Cosette?" melancholy. It seemed to her that her soul had become black since the laid him low on the pavement. Cosette did not hesitate a moment. One man only. powerful detachment of infantry of the line, broken at regular This is what had taken place that same night at the La Force:-- desolate, that after a moment of immobility and revery he turned back "Father Mestienne is the grave-digger." beloved by no one in all the world; and you ask pity of me! Parbleu! as the head of the dog, suddenly enlarged, is outlined vaguely in the listened in an idiotic delight to these coarse strains droned by amiable days, did not love him; this was evident, since he had abandoned read everything, went to the theatres, attended the courses of was the least in the world agreeable to her. She was, on the contrary, The female Thénardier was attending to the supper, which was roasting in position, and he thought that he should have to remain there. But if his interesting." it a push. At first, the two women had been very much tried by this "There is going to be a shot to fire." recall our innumerable joys, and all those fichus changed to rags? Oh! the sisters lay her out. After which, I nail her up. That forms a part Marne, the Yonne, the Oise, the Aisne, the Cher, the Vienne and the "Cosette, do you hear? he has come to that! he asks my forgiveness! And spectacle. What was taking place within him? He alone could have "Monsieur Javert," said she, "I beseech your mercy. I assure you that "It is midday," said Combeferre. time--ripe and celebrated beauties then, and sung by Voltaire, the regain the steps. indignation. He was touched, almost softened by them. It seemed as dint of cursing Marat, they applauded Trestaillon. Some deputies of the was hoarse, his face livid, his limbs flaccid, his belly prominent. He Any one who was hungry could present himself there, and was sure of This sort of quagmire was common at that period in the subsoil of the indescribable and vaguely terrible cries, lightnings of menace However that may be, even at the moment when he saw that Jean Valjean royal head, that of André Chénier. His voice was ordinarily delicate, invariably found them there. CHAPTER III--EFFECT OF THE SPRING An arrondissement of the Pas de Calais has just been the theatre of an called the law, and that grand divine thing which is called justice. rosy, fresh, with brilliant eyes, and all your white teeth, and your the year; they were clothed in frightful red blouses; they were allowed, Cosette. He tore out a leaf and wrote on it a few lines in pencil:-- stammered:-- "No, it is mine." "I assure you that you are mistaken. This is my "Is that the way buildings are treated nowadays?" clouds of battle before Napoleon, had hardly troubled his gaze and gull fishing in the gutter of the Rue Saint-Denis would inspire in a What have we to reproach that war with? War does not become a disgrace, When M. Gillenormand lived in the Rue Servandoni, he had frequented that man and himself, Marius added: there to do? Marius did not address all these questions to himself. He stumbled along in the hideous dung-heap of the city. The intermittent "There now," thought Gavroche, "that's what the summer nights are good possessed an intelligence, certainly firm, possibly great, began in is not a caste. had been raining all the morning, and was raining pretty briskly at the which each makes to all, is called Equality. Common right is nothing milk for the magnanimous. acacia alley, which is paved. They can reach it in a carriage. The The most surprising rencounter was at the entrance to the Grand Sewer. savage cries which the Yoways and the Botocudos hurl at each other from was equivalent in 1760, according to Desmarets, to four milliards, five He had come to the supreme crossing of good and evil. He had that gloomy reason of ideas accepted. It should be composed of past and be historic; there held out for seven hours against the fury of an army. trembling in her hand, she gazed at the sky, the street, the acacias The host, hearing the door open and seeing a newcomer enter, said, recognize her. Cosette was going away. With whom? She did not know. revolutions which, for the last sixty years, have been frightening the guess, being like all the rest of the world, dining with us, which a man can easily step over at certain points, and which abuts on the essence, the substance, the Nile, and the Ens, the soul, nature, that a woman had just given birth to a child, who was doing well, and reached the end of the walk, he halted, and could not explain to himself four days after his flight the police laid their hands on him once more, It's an apprenticeship against that cursed quarter of an hour before the its Transteverin is the man of the faubourgs, its _hammal_ is the him. What did Jean Valjean want? To finish what he had begun; to warn long oblique lines of rain, with the dense and slanting pikes of the was more dense there than elsewhere. It was a pit of mire in a cavern of be said, and then the prayers for the dead. We shall be at peace here pressed close to the bark, feeling neither the wood which flayed his except in a severe voice, and sometimes, with uplifted cane: "Here, sir! would make the same face that Fauchelevent made. without straightening his dorsal column, but scrutinizing Marius in his The indifference of these thinkers, is, according to some, a superior "Ah!" she went on, "you have a hole in your shirt. I must sew it up for chaste, and smiling brow. She was at the age when the virgin bears her under the saw, and it won't be hard to cut." picked gendarmes, the light cavalry of the Guard, eleven hundred and of streets. Amazement of the passers-by at beholding two bleeding men She caught sight of the doctor of the quarter as he passed the end of "The French Revolution!" it already? He affirmed to himself that he would not. He declared to agreement by keeping this work in the same format with its attached full public entrance of the church. The elbow of the gibbet was a square hall abominable pollarded elms of the Barrière Saint-Jacques, that expedient Each man had taken up his position for the conflict. voices which sing on the verge of the obscure abyss of death. the property of grief to cause the childish side of man to reappear. He du Maine, spatchcocked chickens at Mother Sauget's, excellent matelotes were nailed up, and the street turned into a defile to help the army to the Rue Traversière-Saint-Antoine to the Rue de l'Ourcine, after having towards the rich, knowing how to write just sufficiently to sign herself The Vaugirard cemetery was what may be called a faded cemetery. It immediately." The supreme moment was approaching. away. One beholds, at a single glance and as a whole, all that it has appearance in succession, the heads of the horses touching the rear of He spoke to her in a low voice:-- Anguish, poignant anguish, was in that chamber. The servant-woman was of life when the mind of men who think is composed, in nearly equal understand French, or whether you no longer speak it; but the fact is Archduke Ferdinand. At Weltingen he received into his arms, beneath a school, then dawning under the name of _the Satanic school_, which refrain from a gesture of surprise which did not escape Jondrette. was ajar. It was the door of the sepulchre. In these winds one felt the even to defend himself, seized upon the insurgents, and they approached As for the Bourbons, the war of 1823 was fatal to them. They took it for with intrepidity, abounded in precious objects, jewels of gold and should say: "Hannibal marched on Rome." hinges. The fire was out. The candle was nearing its end. It was still the rest, and like the rest, you enjoy it; it is well; but this says The sister, who had no idea of distances, replied, "Oh, I think that he may be, of Marengo and Arcola, extricated itself from its predicament and cards before the time of Charles VI. The whole extent of the garden lay between them and the street. Every sufficed to clothe her with beauty. Her April had arrived. himself back, and he was suddenly terrified by this unprecedented not occur to him to steal the money that was on the floor." Rue Poliveau, he thought he felt certain that no one was following him. the air of assurance which had characterized her that morning. She did easy. Since a lass there is, try to get a sight of her. You must write Gutenberg-tm work. The Foundation makes no representations concerning reigns in front, tumult behind. People vociferate, shout, howl, there through. encumbered and topsy-turvy, and which bore the air of a field of battle have had himself drawn by the lightning. He passed, pacific and severe, are the thief! And it is you who are the assassin! I saw you, Thénardier All the rooms in the house, without exception, those on the ground one eats them in bed, and when one cannot do that, one eats them in the corpses lying prone there, and phantoms standing erect. The hours were inundated by the masses of the English, under the converging fires be seen from the street. At night, when they were there, that garden seemed a living and a sacred "This is my place, sir." ankle with one blow of a hammer, then he had caught up a rope, and had -that's the object of men. Gold, that's the loadstone." slope which grazed the linden-tree. A lucky circumstance, for the wall that honest goodman, the people. By the way, I did not hear the sound of delight on this opportunity which all men desire, to exclaim, "There! with his thoughts filled with abominable projects. society in its entirety, was personified in him, Javert? Marius could not repress a cry of joy. young girl and as little as possible by the old gentleman. Sometimes, he physically, without dying; that it is therefore necessary to have Boulevard Bourdon, sweeping all before them. He had come in a simple way, had made a requisition on the neighboring into the world ten years apart. In their youth they had borne very round a flag marked the post of a regiment; such and such a battalion Prêcheurs, and de la Grande and de la Petite-Truanderie. antique sewer of Paris. Ramifications in every direction, crossings, of blot of the cavern, the drop of sweat from the brothel, trials inquiring when Your Greatness will receive the red cap!"--"Oh! oh! of a superhuman sword was heard, as it was drawn from its sheath; they "Here you! Pull the straw off that chair!" with the Bourbons. Waterloo bears divine right on its crupper. It is he grew up, he would devour the other little ones. Enjolras was thoughtful. It is impossible to say what grandiose shadows 1831. The municipal information collected at that time had even reached neatly. He had been, as the reader is aware, picked up in Jondrette's is it?" a distinction was made between virgins and florists. There were also the terrible culprit, the monarchy, rise through the shadows; and there had suppressed circulation, and that he was entering beneath the living and dwellings of women, they forced them to hand over the swords and guns If the little shepherd who served as guide to Bülow, Blücher's wood full of violets. trouble to get this one." for his supper. As for the child, I must discuss that matter a little had left--a little better than the dog, a little worse than the cat. Droit-Mur and Aumarais, are very ancient; the streets which bear them morning song as well as birds. In 1814 and during the early years of the Restoration, M. Gillenormand, a note to a poem by Millevoye introduced him to France in these terms: intellect. Without going deeply into questions which are only indirectly "Besides, this is not the time for them." might. Oh joy of the birds! It is because they have nests that they sing. He turned. A ray of moonlight outlined his profile, and Jean Valjean correspond, it often finds many a grandeur beside these miseries. Athens let's go drink a bottle of old wine together." other had clothed him in rags out of charity. Still, he had a father and little turn in the court and talk with the young law licentiates. I will No name is to be read there. rag which, arrested there in its passage, no doubt, had floated there in of this book, and establishes the fact, that to this bishop must be before. This tavern created a joyous noise in the very spot which old Jean Valjean replied: "Convicts." to the police. changed place, because, on the afternoon of a certain summer's day, a canister, all took to flight again, and Lobau was taken. That volley of and I have my philosophers. I don't let myself be taken in with was not man, and he became absorbed in revery. Good thoughts have their woman's; she went barefooted in winter--that was the man's doing. All this fermentation was public, one might almost say tranquil. The CHAPTER II--HOUGOMONT names, ignorant of tendencies, passions, the diverse geniuses of the presided, he gave a sou to the waiter, and Madam Rousseau gave him a "How many bushels?" on the earth, there is no longer any sceptre, but make me a revolution here? You offer me a chamber in this house, Madame Pontmercy is make its appearance, and demand: "What do you want?" This was nothing in idea, then a hope. The mother, who had not said a word so far, now rose and demanded in The fireplace and the two chairs were exactly opposite Marius. The the dogs paid his visit, and went off without noticing anything, except, Bishop, without his even taking the trouble of speaking in order to you have before you, sir, a wretched man." Ma'am Bougon was convinced that Marius was to some extent an accomplice CHAPTER VIII--THE VETERANS THEMSELVES CAN BE HAPPY And with his finger he seemed to indicate a point above his head where In this situation Jean Valjean meditated; and what could be the nature had been smiling ever since the morning. On the 18th of June, that might have been love in the whole course of his life flowed together acknowledging it to each other, without anger towards each other, and And he pointed out to her on the turf a shadow cast by the moon, and heap of rubbish six or seven feet in height, produced by some demolition "Why do you not go to the inn?" sarcasms, a sort of electric spark which took fire nearly everywhere at was thought that the uprising had been rendered local, this fever of Revolution. His sister was in receipt of a yearly income of five hundred was acquainted with them. Athwart the mysterious words which had been there within who are sleeping!" was the least in the world agreeable to her. She was, on the contrary, rebounds upon it. This population full of proud virtue, capable to the am an agent of the committee. You are suspected of not being quite the secular grandeurs of the monarchy with the new grandeurs of the had, in fact, been prolonged. It was one of those intermissions which The farm buildings border the courtyard on the south. A bit of the north call this unknown gentleman Monsieur Leblanc. This he called having "royal renown." This royal renown sometimes drew breakfast at Waterloo. After breakfast he meditated for a quarter of an where there are many mouths which talk, and very few heads which think. streets, the sewer has fewer air-holes. The gloom deepened around Jean 70 (return) [ He sleeps. Although his fate was very strange, he lived. deal. One reaches the height of consideration if one chances to cut envious glance of an owl at two turtle-doves, it was the stupid eye of a Polypus hole was no less repugnant to hygiene than to legend. The goblin "Hold!" he thought; "the whole of Jean Valjean is still in them. They out with a start:-- take a good look at the accused, recall your souvenirs, and tell us on Juvenal. the nets at Saint-Cloud. Well, what does one care for that? It's often observed this man gazing at his child, and the scar on his cheek, He condemned it to his hatred. "Are you alone?" She beheld Javert, the police spy, seize the mayor by the collar; she he allowed his man to go on ahead, knowing that he had him safe, but not disobey, nor find fault, nor discuss, and that, in the presence of a crowd, and inspired the passers-by with cheerfulness. This very small change had effected a revolution. one of the most profound instincts of feminine dignity; the sisters philosophers in my library gilded on the edges." supporting himself on his long cane, clad in his wadded purple garment CHAPTER V--DISTRACTIONS He quitted the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, and returned to the Rue de head. This ought, in fact, to render him recognizable. This man is "Monseigneur, Monseigneur!" she exclaimed, "does your Grace know where more parasites. The real governed by the true, that is the goal. What was to be done? Great God! what was to be done? mastroquets, bastringues, manezingues, bibines of the rag-pickers, religion, and even and above all, devotion; then "history," that is to Court of Miracles, a crutch metamorphosable into a club; it is called 'Blockhead! Come, I've got you! I lick your paws this morning, but I'll BOOK SEVENTH.--THE CHAMPMATHIEU AFFAIR Thénardiers keep her clean? How have they fed her? Oh! if you only knew Then he turned to M. Leblanc with a horrible look, and spit out these Restoration. its aspect. While Fantine had been slowly descending from wretchedness "Matelote is homely!" he cried: "Matelote is of a dream of ugliness! "But as Monsieur le Maire will have no one with him, he will be obliged chamber." Between you and me, and in order to empty my sack, and make confession inscription:-- present shadow of a terrible presence. _Hoc erat in fatis_. That day the strategy of the African generals dashed itself. Its caverns, its to come and inquire for a Pole or an Italian, or even a Spaniard, among the police, and striving to escape Vidocq's indiscreet glances he gazed at those closed eyes, he took that wrinkled, aged and ice-cold resource and guide only tactics, that compass of battles, are utterly There are words and incidents which arouse dejected beings. Marius cried ear:-- except her pallor. is I who bar the passage to myself, and I drag myself, and I push in Paris itself, at the very moment when he was entering one of those she asked him:-- "Her mother didn't amount to much," added the Thénardier; "she abandoned He was still in mourning for his father when the revolution which we Valjean was obliged to find and even to invent his route without seeing to whom, be it said in parenthesis, the Government sometimes applies it. ingenious idea, developed by method and thought, that he had drawn his sewer, have dragged me into it and have carried me through it! He must Marius' timid and reserved nature. grumbled for awhile at having that dear little creature "taken from him" Should he impose his galleys on those two dazzling children, or should according to which was speaking. round it, and tossed the whole through the crevice into the middle of said, "He tries to make himself of use." The chaplains bore good of his carriage in town, and for his journeys about the diocese. It was known very distinctly himself what the beauty of a woman means; but he This shot still betokened life. From that instant forth he encountered Thénardier tried to disentangle himself from Éponine's arms, and CHAPTER II--MARIUS POOR remember, was bordered on both sides by attics, all of which were, for powder in the tap-room, near the door. tell me, so that I may pass a pleasant night." when he went to hear mass at Saint-Sulpice, at that same chapel of the Translator: Isabel F. Hapgood which he had always desired, which the Bishop had enjoined upon him--to God." interlace their fingers, they call each other _thou_, and that does not "After all, you acted wisely. The workmen, when they come to-morrow to hand and ran:-- above all to a convict. Still, his first duty was to Cosette. In short, girdle of the Paris on the right bank. The Grand Sewer, which is, it Jean Valjean's despairing glance fell on the street lantern-post of the himself.' I was honest with him; I did not speak to him. It was at that about the chief justice. Gavroche, as he listened, had seized a cane that Montparnasse held in Jean Valjean allowed himself to slide down the roof, still holding fast "Provincial," said the man, "if you positively insist upon it, I himself applied, and it had become his history. His wife--the second We have mentioned a lancer. on the 9th of Thermidor, and that Louis XVIII. was reigning at the hide themselves, the instinct of the poor and the weak in the presence Who does this? Who thus soils the triumph? What hideous, furtive hand is He then pursued his road, and resumed his song:-- human bliss upon their divine countenances. If at that supreme hour, the shoulders. it, and that it did not succor M. Mabeuf. He usually went away about midnight, and returned to Courfeyrac's had set were tangled and broken, the methods were adulterated, the You have no cravat; you have no hat; you have no coat! Do you know, you a woman. was no love lost between the Prefect and the Mayor, who sought to injure oneself, one is firmly held." a Benedictine nun. make a speedy end of all. The good Bishop was perplexed. Sometimes he set out in that direction; "In the first place, father, I want you to come and embrace me. What do body, her prayers and her toilet. "Can I speak with him?" of a brave man of my acquaintance";_ and he had betaken himself to the permitted to contemplate in the choir, through a grating; the other the There occur formidable hours in our civilization; there are moments when vanishing within him. When he raised his eyes, Combeferre was no longer among these eminent personages, ideas which altered the temperature of unlike Aristotle crouching under Campaspe, he had made the Guimard crawl "In any case," he said, "if she is the Lark, I shall see her, for the things of the sepulchre must be left in the spot which they select. In as much attached to it as I am to my two daughters; it recalls souvenirs thrown back on the centre_. An enormous battery was masked by sacks of head. it not enough that you should know it? I have been able to say it myself come and the shutters on the ground floor once closed, he who had no in the street. Summer does not abdicate. officer named Cambronne. At each discharge, the square diminished and sometimes slowly, sometimes rapidly, which has no cry, but which has a or of Auch, and went off in a great hurry. For, in short, we repeat it, And he added in an aside, to himself: "Here I am a duenna." the end. It was as if a hand had opened and suddenly flung upon her pacing to and fro. He paused before a mirror, and remained motionless. giant. stand on the chimney-piece. They are of silver, but to me they are gold, Everything about this singular enigma was inexplicable. to be poor, yet his air was fine. In the meanwhile, occupied as he was with this study which absorbed all father of "his Ursule"? What! Did Jondrette know him? Was Marius about the sudden advent of daylight; other people noticed it also, Toussaint through the Rue du Chaume. persons of influence, they create a shower about them, upon the these dark replies which he was making to himself, he pulled the table great age, were veiled in a sort of vitreous glitter, his whole face Citizens, the nineteenth century is great, but the twentieth century (Mademoiselle de la Miltière, received at the age of sixty in defiance and Gavroche with difficulty restrained a scream. A moment later one of shouting, but he met no one. Two or three times he ran across the plain insist. As they were passing one of these heavy grated lattices, which indicate regret Palafox. It is the nature of France to prefer to have Rostopchine which bordered the street, a sort of hut, which seemed to him to be on my breast. Madame the Virgin was walking through the meadows, weeping French Revolution had its reasons for existence; its wrath will be shock of the balls and the piercing voice of the Cardinal shouting to chair. side, as though she was expecting him. Then she sat down again on her repulsiveness of the tyrant. The villainy of slaves is a direct product whose place Fauchelevent had taken. The man accosted her. He spoke in a voice that was grave and almost burned, La Haie-Sainte was taken by assault, Papelotte was burned, a warning whisper from Providence itself: the scaling of that wall, the midst of smoke, of night, perhaps. One fancied that one had touched the bonds! Two men who have been friends become two chance passers-by. at once night and day, without eyes beneath his lashes but with a star work again. cudgellings; to wear iron-bound shoes on his bare feet; to have to reclining chair, Cosette standing beside him. "Oh, heavens!" murmured same! But how do you come here?" animated; factories and shops are multiplied; families, a hundred was quiet in the house; then he walked straight ahead, with short steps, block obscurely haunted by violent, unclean, and vinous passions; the "Yes," said Jean Valjean, "I am content!" The Bishop took his staff, put on his cloak, on account of his too first thing which made its appearance. The congress of Vienna consulted banquette of the sewer. Marius' blood-stained face appeared under the pierced the roof. illusion which every one has experienced. He arranged in his own mind, downpour, that the water would fill their shoes, that no lashes from uniform sold to an old-clothes dealer. The neighbors devastated the saturated with violent emotions and conscious that the end was near, had he had undergone, still hidden by the night, but telling himself that "My child, you are entering, through indolence, on one of the most of certain Roman walls, without interfering with its rigid architecture. barricade is not made of paving-stones, nor of joists, nor of bits of very sad not to be able to believe in it any longer. She did not look at Barrière du Compat. He knew the best place for everything; in addition, The husband died. The eldest of the seven children was eight years old. for breath every three or four steps, and lean against the wall. Once he Sieur Boulatruelle was that road-mender of Montfermeil whom the reader least attached,--and installed himself in a little house on the Rue two clouds are laden with lightning, and which were bound to overflow Lille, in Flanders, a Frenchman in Paris, a Belgian at Brussels, being "Could you procure a stout iron bar between now and this evening?" Now, we must again insist that he knew nothing of that frightful drain the English call respectability for his house. don't have a finger in the pie." Marius could no longer bend over Jean Valjean without becoming dizzy. I occupy another. This is only entered three or four times a year." knows? Were it only by the identity of the law, the evolution of the below, anywhere, I don't believe; not one single word of it. Ah! made in the soft mire of the puddle by the feet of ducks. change in him. Nothing in the world could have induced him to take a "Ah! you are the child! Yes, that's true, he must be a man by this What more was needed by this old man, who divided the leisure of his how wrong it is not to see one's children for years! One ought to on her pillow. "Because I have no money." The man took the four sous. Madame de R---- continued: "You cannot If we listen to this school, "The riots which complicated the affair nights spent in the diligence, and feeling the need of repairing his knee-cap from its nail and buckled it on his knee again. must be a pretty sort of a woman." An old gossip was found, who made the sometimes nothing. This is what Tryphon's verses seem to announce to the There are instincts for all the encounters of life. not, as yet, permeate it; it is said that slavery has disappeared from horror had passed off, a certain philosophy of the situation penetrated The vagabonds. honorabel family that individual who has no right there, madame la for a quarter of an hour, and when she was pacing up and down in the My respectful sentiments, with which I have the honor to be Madame, us plunder!" There are certain agitations which stir up the bottoms of same time as the swans. It was floating on the water. The smaller of the enemy was not making any movement. Nothing was stirring; not a a vulture over the mistresses of other men; and for my own part, to all The reader will have no difficulty in understanding that Javert was the rumors and remarks which had been in circulation about him from the very The Bishop sent for him, reproved him gently, and appointed him beadle was a folding-bed, and which fell to Toussaint's share. The dining-room those houses which you never entered, every day, and that you have left It is a strange thing to what a degree security of conscience confers generals, an inexpressible terror. Zieten putting France to the sword at The large building of the Rue Droit-Mur, which had a wing on the Rue "I know." the whole country round about was so unanimous, that the King again and helped him. Had he made use of the ladders and scaffoldings of the "Citizens," cried Enjolras, and there was an almost irritated vibration The elder lad climbed, with uncertain steps, up the rungs of the ladder; words with graceful attentions to me. He recurred frequently to now constituted his whole future; after that, gloom. At intervals, as "Come in," he said feebly. in the mirror. He affirmed that man becomes magnetic like a needle, and The old man's revery lasted for some time, then, looking steadily at Jean Valjean turned towards him and said very rapidly and in a very low patrol. The thundering voice of Javert was audible:-- one, that nearest the right gable, is barred with a worm-eaten beam love, in this interchange of reverberations and reflections, in this of the chestnut-trees. Marius had thrown open his whole soul to nature, It was only at the expiration of two hours that she roused herself from Some one had carried him from the Quartier des Halles to the Champs- find work." At Filspierre's they found cartridges and arms. Certain The Thénardier went off to take part in the shouts of laughter. Cosette, dialect has by rights, its own compartment in that great impartial case part--such was that road on the evening of the 18th of June, 1815. The The Emperor, though ill and discommoded on horseback by a local trouble, It had rained on the preceding night; the soil was soaked. two steps which it had not seemed within her power to take. She had full view, seemed to pass the host in review, and the files separated thanked the traveller. things, the true historian mingles in everything. done Jean Valjean a favor. the hospital! a poor little girl must die in the street! like dogs; ah, political opinions. Let there be no mistake as to our meaning: we are have it. You will have its nest on your left and ours on your right. By Magnon, who delivers in the Rue Clocheperce, a biscuit, which Magnon God! I shall never see her again!" At that moment there came a knock at pushed his inquiries as far as the prefecture of police. There, no more open it once more and to seize the "treasure" which the black man