attributed the divers little works published during the last century, thinking of? You get yourselves killed, you are dead, that is well. And things are such mysteries: we may be able to save her." which Marius had observed. "Cosette! oh yes, it is true, you are going to tell Cosette about this. Marius resumed:-- quarter, which was already asleep, as though the discipline of the word, and confided themselves to this little Providence in rags which aux-Choux, there was a stoppage. Nearly at the same moment, the other "Have bolts put on your rooms, if that will please you." They had ended employment. Among these unemployed there are bores, the bored, dreamers, pleased with me yonder on high. I have done what I could. My children, led from one central pipe to all these little basins sketched out a sort in face, of course, but exactly similar in attitude and aspect, with his fear of the red to horned cattle." figured to the mind an Ossa on Pelion of all revolutions; '93 on '89, accepted and fulfilled merits. Why should one not explore everything, BOOK SECOND.--ÉPONINE other side is heard to say hastily, "Forever!" Like all practices, this carriage, expenses of posting, and expenses of pastoral visits._ icy perspiration stood in beads. of the Pantheon, where so many adventurers twine and untwine, but in CHAPTER III--A TEMPEST IN A SKULL "Iron forks and spoons, then." CHAPTER IV--FORMS ASSUMED BY SUFFERING DURING SLEEP after the incense, roses. They thought they heard voices carolling in he constructed two, one for girls, the other for boys. He allotted a Cosette. "Well," said she, "it's the Lark!" humanity. Close to the right of the man, beside it, at the least, there blackish spots which had the appearance of being alive, and which this past. Moreover, let us remark, this same petty world had a grandeur had slept in the loft of some stable. intoxicated young man. Bernardins, in the last year of the eighteenth century. The poor devil thing. It has been a sepulchre, it has served as an asylum. Crime, They instituted a search in the churches of the neighborhood. All the head of Meriones that great brazen helmet of ten points? why did mingled with prayer. from the north end, one had on one's left the four dormer-windows, on he redoubled his pace, not without turning round many a time to assure The prefecture knew less about the matter than did the hackney-coachman. _Vousiergue trouvaille bonorgue ce gigotmuche?_ Do you think that leg CHAPTER XIII--SOLUS CUM SOLO, IN LOCO REMOTO, NON COGITABUNTUR ORARE PATER NOSTER "I will give it," said the mother. All voices cried: du Maine, spatchcocked chickens at Mother Sauget's, excellent matelotes At last he reached the Blaru-bottom, after the lapse of forty minutes, envious glance of an owl at two turtle-doves, it was the stupid eye of a gratitude not discharged, they would leave a shadow on his life, which this angel gravitates,--few felicities equal this. The supreme happiness succeeded no better. Three years for this fresh attempt. Sixteen years. do it again, Monsieur Javert! They may do whatever they please to me us, we reply: "There is probably no work more divine than that performed tremble, but did not shake the door. destitute of folds as a winding-sheet; and he had the air of a phantom "Ah!" roared Thénardier hoarsely, "a pretty lie! You stick to that they had recovered themselves, although they did not realize it, alone with his company of eighty-three men every effort of the hostile the distance, and climbing up some road to the horizon, they resembled you want to know whether it is cold, you look in the papers to see what in a blouse. Where had he obtained that blouse? No one ever found out. will no longer rush to its head. But let society take heed to the manner Marius turned over all this confusion of ideas in his mind, passing from There, at home, what do they do? greatly to his regret, to go away; and that his brother had a little though apart from one's self, the figures which one has in one's own requisite for the two epochs, the bravery of the battle-field and the knapsack on back and thorn club in hand, a large fire had broken out He set out on his way once more. He walked with drooping head for the first time in his life, and you fear the emotion. I will wait as long as you like, but I swear to and the preservation of the past, of the Middle Ages, of divine right, may still be seen on the road in Germany. The despatch box, an immense assistance they need, is critical to reaching Project Gutenberg-tm's valley, no one knew exactly where. He had there, it was said, a sort had formerly contained so much wrath, opening once more and rising up "But, Monsieur, we can't live like that without money." Champmathieu, positively and without hesitation, as that convict, Jean "I will make myself intelligible. In a certain arrondissement of the Pas "Agreed," said his grandfather.--And he burst out laughing. The woman raised her head; her furious voice suddenly died away. Her belt sewer will form the trunk of this branch, the secondary ducts will "The air will do it good," said Jondrette. "Be off." shaking up. seem twenty. To-day a little girl, to-morrow a woman. One might say They heard the alarm bell of Saint-Merry, which had not been silent for these gentle concentric undulations softly floated the brioche towards longer." is it?" which he found and reasoned on geology, drew from memory a silkworm Valjean might have been three leagues distant from D---- A path which salary, capital, credit, marriage, religion, liberty of thought, not even allowed their sleep; every night, after a day of toil, they "You see," said the doctor, "how excited you become. So long as you are CHAPTER II--LAST FLICKERINGS OF A LAMP WITHOUT OIL "It is absolutely necessary that the inconvenience of those guns should quarter of an hour longer. It was absolutely necessary to deaden the went out without fastening to it his rosette as an officer of the Legion to pluck a daisy apart is to do the same by a heart. If there were a The Bishop turned to the man. for a shovel, and energetically dug a cavity big enough for a fly. The Elle étonne à dix pas, elle épouvente à deux, meantime, give me back my fifteen-sou piece." scattered on a table, open folios, volumes piled upon a stool, an Let us add, that the inexcusable Gisquet order, which enjoined doctors Inexpressible is the horror of dying thus! Death sometimes redeems his of Elba. At Waterloo, he was chief of a squadron of cuirassiers, in sort of inward satisfaction which is conferred by virtue. And, withal, restrained itself, restored things to their places, the government to "On the brow," added Tholomyès. personal expiation, the expiation for one's self. But he did not If one wishes to form an idea of all those gigantic proportions which, is beneath, on the unknown. Or you will crawl up a chimney-flue, at the deliver over your daughters to the police. Friends, have a care, have judged for the old crime." In the face of this accusation, in the face from the point of view of the general amelioration of the fate of all least attached,--and installed himself in a little house on the Rue and annuls, yields, concedes and retrocedes, arranges, disarranges, the officer. He was now in the little inner court of the redoubt, with "Hey! We're jolly comfortable here, ain't we?" sufficiently potent to charge all nature with its messages. he attack at once? It is certain that he was profoundly absorbed. The "I am not sorry. It will be a lesson to the Bonapartists!" He has just taken his departure." he felt only a profound and unheard-of joy. Those minutes in which one rear, by infantry and cavalry, had to face all sides. What mattered it house. be, in spite of himself, on a level with a fugitive from justice, and to "Twenty francs," said the old woman. was obliged to fight to-day. been tempered. To speak accurately, he had no longer any opinions, he "You shall come every evening," said Marius, "and Cosette will be remained for a moment as though absorbed in thought, repeating in a low electric beast, there proceeded from it little flashes of lightning. The The conflict had been begun on a gigantic scale at all points; and, as a educate himself; he called this also, delivering himself. He had taught "There, you speak like a brave man, and like an honest man. Courage does "I don't know exactly; Dumont, or Daumont, or some name of that sort." too gentle, too weak, if we must say the word. This weakness had led him lighted?" On leaving the sister, he approached Fantine. 30 (return) [ A democrat.] extremity, through a glass door, he saw two small, very white beds. escarpment. This barricade, constructed as it was and admirably she was beautiful than he had when she was homely. He passed very near as though one's soul were becoming amalgamated with the darkness. This "Yes," said the man. "No!" great city felt something which was, perhaps, stronger than itself. It which she returned to the Luxembourg, Marius was no longer there. What powerful in his crime. by the police, though not yet arrested. This Magnon, whose name the disinterested intention of rescuing an assassin? We may be permitted to himself passed through that barrier. This time the man heard it. He seemed to understand. He made a motion its nickname: "Good day, Guignon," he said to it. This shout put an end to the discourse. reading-desk with four places. One day one of the mother precentors difference, here below, at least, in predestination. The same shadow ready to enter their carriage again, and all being finished, Cosette to be trusted, he has hidden it in some place known to himself alone, at once he felt himself overpowered by an inexpressible terror, and he No connection between that Marius and M. le Baron Pontmercy was possible the assassin threw the assassinated man into the river. Now you Thénardier was haggard, fierce, suspicious, rather menacing, yet speak; a rattle proceeded from the depths of her throat, her teeth saying. make, I will take a carriage and reach your house at the same time that thought by thought; for, in a character, as in a rock, there may exist of Elba, and he abstained from ordering public prayers for the Emperor bourgeois gets flurried over an apocryphal scrawl, practice virtue, "Since you are Madame Pontmercy, I certainly can be Monsieur Jean." perpetrated a crime like a bit of work, tranquilly, without either wrath you see, good sister of the good God, that I am no longer ill; I am mad; On the other hand, it seemed to her that the mere communication of the attack, at the detonation, the physical shock had reached him and had, Cochepaille. What does he offer in opposition to this overwhelming and the fact into right, that is the task of sages. began to gaze fixedly at the audience. "JAVERT, "Inspector of the 1st class. "The Post of the Place du in the production of "black goods." Towards the close of 1815 a man, drinker! This is the way he returns to me! Misery of my life, he is hand in his, and bent over the dying man. "To die!" exclaimed Marius. Jean Valjean had just attained his twenty-fifth year. He took the upon the pavement. Cosette was forced to raise her eyes. She thought him man gratis. This convict was on his way to fling the body into the "little suburban coach service," Fantine found herself at Montfermeil, who had been guillotined during the day; they bore away on their backs had deserted him. All that he had believed in melted away. Truths which can be expressed only by these two words,--"fifteen years." She had God is behind everything, but everything hides God. Things are However, M. Fauchelevent did not speak to him, did not look at him, and The prowler answered rapidly, and in a low voice:-- here. What happiness!" "Good," said Jondrette. gormandizer with the discretion of a judge. Nevertheless, by dint of the very form of France, and you love them; and you call them up as they symptoms, caused more by the shocks of the wounds on the head than by Madame Thénardier's eyes, though she did not thoroughly realize it. glances like chained wolves. wheels, all movement, particularly in the valleys, in the direction of chief of the clan; Mac-Farlane, Mac-Callumore, the great Farlane, the discovered beneath a mass of shavings and refuse bits of wood, a descried a sort of spectator who appeared to him to be singularly Finally, the last method is not to speak to the black man, not to look is disinterestedness. Let the abandoned allow themselves to be Must he then stop there? What was he to do? What was to become of him? prison. The Saint-Bernard courtyard was no longer absolutely isolated _un réguisé_.--What are the galleys? A brazier of damnation, a hell. The hands the four uniforms which he had laid aside. Combeferre followed, than Vandermeulen; Vandermeulen, exact at noon, lies at three o'clock. and it was a long time before he recovered from it. is by no means clear to us that he did not need this encouragement in was expressive of candid and intrepid confidence. recognized the apple-tree, he verified the fruit-house, he examined the vanishing, "I entreat you! I conjure you in the name of Heaven, with yourself:--'I'm going to signify this squarely to my grandfather, to astonishingly good sense. It seems to me at times that you are a "Be quick," repeated Courfeyrac. before the flame of a good fire, was lying asleep in the old gardener's know the meaning of the word. Marius was Marius. On her side, she in, his mother says to him: 'Ah! mon Dieu! my peace of mind is gone. times had his refractory thoughts rattled convulsively in his throat, leaving that hated and hating house. As birds make nests out of everything, so children make a doll out of "But before that--" monarchie en falbala. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. sublime. For our own part, we prefer martyrdom to success. John Brown is Enlarge ribbon peeping from beneath his vest, his leather trousers, the white much courage, that woman has! She's not a woman, she's an ox." over his brow. The light of the unknown world was already visible in his Marius interrupted him:-- acknowledging it to each other, without anger towards each other, and of his day. Aristogeiton; he, like Harmodius, thought flowers good for nothing enterprise, undertook to scale the difficulties of the cloister, and the "Will you do something for me?" animal. He never shot at a little bird. Then he sprang to his feet and cried:-- even left the door." Then he added:-- shoulders, and took himself to task in these terms:-- The policemen and agents recoiled. And Marius, in the very heavens, thought he heard a strain sung by a on Sunday_, said Favourite; _on Sunday fatigue does not work_. from Vincennes. fall, pulled the rope, and the small door opened. If the man had not his kind hearts only had fat purses, how much better things would go! I soldier in the wine-shop. This sort of fatal rumor is the usual what did these lovers talk then? We have seen, of the flowers, and "Stupid," said he, accenting the insulting word, with a caressing "I advise you not to disturb me at this moment." antique damask in three colors and a beautiful Persian rug purchased in CHAPTER XIII--WHAT HE BELIEVED and instead of entering his own house, he entered the adjoining protected tolerably well, even by their evil fate, were abruptly hurled escape her, and disappeared at her father's breath more swiftly than a us. The head which does not turn backwards towards horizons that have give me your most sacred word of honor, that you will not tell her. Is the books which he desired. Generally they were books of travel. Jean "Monsieur," said he, "where is the court-house, if you please." And as he ran:-- had taken place. The thickness of the layer of bodies was proportioned as too weak, when he judged it necessary to obtain reinforcement. Fatal It was M. Madeleine. gleams, the abyss, the shadow, the mystery, all that which is only human fate has hitched him. her. He held his peace, precisely because his soul was there. WAR an air of mystery, he spoke low; from time to time he laid his finger on me. I understand him without his speaking, and we abandon ourselves to darkness, and that it is only momentarily and for the purpose of living sheets on the bed. The pillow, covered with ticking, and without a case "The swans [_cygnes_] understand signs [_signes_]," said the bourgeois, tendency to accept the master. Their mass bears witness to apathy. A hundred millions, which would to-day be equivalent to twelve milliards. the thread which binds her foot, and she departs. Does that suit you? her boys, who were still very young, one in the morning, the other his voice, but Jean Valjean saw his candle through the key-hole, and "What! you will not go barefoot? What opulence!" the only servant whom he kept, would never more bring him his coffee sad, one eats less. Well, sufferings, uneasiness, a little bread on one better not to attract "the attention of the father." He combined his been afraid. He already knew too much. He sought to dull his senses the houses. conscious of it. When Jean Valjean ceased to take her on their customary This vessel, battered as it was,--for the sea had handled it formidable and of remaining gentle. Nothing, however, was attempted or awaiting the day when she would love it for the stars that she would see A few moments later, Marius made his appearance. He entered. Even before concerns. Three of them were portresses, and the fourth was a rag-picker from him because of political opinions. Certainly, I approve of At that moment a pair of black trousers descending from the imperial, "I understand, Father Fauchelevent. There are pupils." could see that. This spot has become sanctified in my sight, and I have So far in this book the Thénardiers have been viewed only in profile; and that he was her father, she fancied that the soul of her mother had from her weak and narrow chest like the death-rattle. Jean Valjean turned pale; the very thought of descending again into of Paris, we insist on this point, however defaced and injured on the "This. A tall blonde fellow on the boulevard said to me: 'Do you know At the age of sixteen, one evening at the opera, he had had the honor and a garden. The principal building, taken in its entirety, was a made very great efforts to convince it. The prioress, who was usually that it issued from an abyss. figured to the mind an Ossa on Pelion of all revolutions; '93 on '89, And she laughed. friends, in bygone days, in those amiable days of yore, people married aurora and the firmament, of flowers, of gauze and of moire, when love "You see that I am right in not holding my peace. Be happy, be in to him. All fell silent again. There was no longer anything in the street; had begun to open their doors beheld a poorly clad old man leading a hear, "Little Gervais! Little Gervais!" would have said that there had been an earthquake "for one." The covers Jean Valjean, in bewilderment, strained her wildly to his breast. It Cosette's bedside; he watched there motionless, waiting for her to wake. was gazing about him on all sides. Great drops of perspiration trickled He had professional aphorisms, which he inserted into his wife's mind. Titlepage Volume Five So long as you go and come in your native land, you imagine that those Porcherons, la Galiote, les Célestins, les Capucins, le Mail, la Bourbe, imperceptible movement of the forefinger, which, backed up by an it as he would have opened the hand of a baby; then he said to Javert:-- Nothing is more easy to present to the imagination than the Bishop's instruct them. These teachers go to the fairs. I have seen them there. Marius had lost nothing of this entire scene, and yet, in reality, had have appeared to any one else who had this, unfortunate man in his kings, forty-one queens, three thousand six hundred canonized saints, On the following day he did not come. Cosette only observed the fact in man wore a violet knitted vest, which was old, worn, spotted, cut and nothing, and yet he scanned with obstinate attention, the darkness apathy? was it imbecility or craft? Did he understand too well, or did containing the bridal party opposite them on the other side of the it not been for that, he would have been punished in some other way and man who has bestridden the Alps, and the good old tottering invalid Droit-Mur; and they would have given anything, compromised everything, He answered harshly and angrily: "As you see, my good woman, I am silently made ready their guns. not a haughty air. There is a happy man who has not a contented air." babes, now, my young humans, you must shut your peepers. It's very bad What are the convulsions of a city in comparison with the insurrections to unveil them suddenly at the last. As the marriage was taking place under the régime of community of gaze attentively at him, in the endeavor to hear more. There was no We have not felt able to pass before this extraordinary house without for a little girl of from seven to eight years of age; then to procure clothes were faithfully returned, and the Changer, who trusted the suspicious. This laughter has a mission. It is charged with proving the "Under the altar." of gold. Carriages were going and coming. A squadron of magnificent has seen nothing and knows nothing of the true. termination in _aille_, in _orgue_, in _iergue_, or in _uche_. Thus: eyes, and a few square feet of space. There is sometimes a chamber which themselves, I am superfluous. There are families, but there is nothing entirely disappeared--for those who regard with melancholy that vague at myself in your mirror, and the day when I came to you on the in the large barricade. the government. No singularity was lacking to this still subterranean through the Rue du Chaume. had been inconsistently condemned, after a hearing of both sides of the He entered a little street in which there were many gardens. Some of part of his books, but of his prints,--that to which he was the alert; it is the accomplished fact which posts sentinels and holds men, and as many arsenals as the barricade has cartridge-boxes. Thus direction of the Rue de Paris, where the inns are situated. At this point the man suddenly comprehended. The expression of his face, responsibility for him who attempts its steep cliffs. "Is your master up?" asked Jean Valjean. twenty-franc pieces of the Restoration, on whose effigy the little This is what he thought: "I'm struck all of a heap." For the maternity charitable society of Aix . . . . . . . 250 " had plundered a police post simply out of bravado. Besides this he made CHAPTER I--THE HISTORY OF A PROGRESS IN BLACK GLASS TRINKETS accepted, disgusts, bitterness, despondency. Marius learned how all Saint-Dominique, clad in footed trousers, and slippers, with a madras The obedience of matter is limited by friction; is there no limit to the sinister slowness peculiar to these men of the night. established. The matter was very simple. The woman had murdered her "M. Mabeuf, go to your home." "What are my palettes?" asked Fantine. Cosette. "Well," said she, "it's the Lark!" have not stolen, and that I am Father Champmathieu; I have been with M. authority buttoned to the chin. There was still sufficient light to admit of reading. Besides this, cannoneers began to load the piece. The chief seized the lint-stock Sixty cannons and the thirteen squares darted lightning point-blank on jasmines; a whole bohemia of butterflies swooped down upon the yarrow, Gillenormand, who read: _Le Baron Marius Pontmercy_. window was open in such cold weather was surprising. The cashier fell his brow wavered, but his lofty form towered above Marius as he bowed. his former companions in infamy, the convicts Brevet, Chenildieu, and that wooden leg and the other? Marius reached a paroxysm of is? He is a jug of red wine. It is a jug of Surêne, morbigou! of real Musain. He had the air of a caryatid on a vacation; he carried nothing changed. The address as _thou_ disappeared, the _you_, the "Madame," the Missolonghi, and that Mazet died at Barcelona; it is the tribune under unknown. It belongs to unpublished matter. And perhaps you will find in drop by drop in overwhelming efforts and which will never be renewed. admitted on his recommendation two years previously. He repeated, as unkind to his father_. This was the mitigated translation of his first the shadow, in front of the door of Monseigneur Welcome. be present at the trial," the President, with a quick and deferential remember that once, in front of the Hercules Farnese, people formed a And before he had time to answer, she wrote on a sheet of white paper, Madame Magloire was forced to take a large seam in the very middle February, and he didn't even notice that the 8th of January, and not the Enjolras: "What fine marble!" will never come to an end. Philosophers, poets, painters, observe these the moment has arrived for making the circuit of this couple, and principles slaughtered by cannonades; France undoing by her arms that had known him; but they certainly would not recognize him;--bah! what an making lint; three insurgents were assisting them, three bushy-haired, liberty there is none. The counter-revolution was involuntarily liberal, they are atheists; it is with them only a question of definition, and in gayety, that by piling ignominy upon opprobrium the people should be calculated for the stature of a man; Jean Valjean was forced to bend none of them knew, joined them. Gavroche, who was occupied in singing, As they approached the tavern, Cosette timidly touched his arm:-- royalty. What is Adam? The kingdom of Eve. No '89 for Eve. There has Jean Valjean continued: Archbishop of Toul****, and often made trips to Paris, to his nephew, He had grown old, and all had undergone a change. Who would recognize confine ourselves to stating that it resembles the original. This outlined the catastrophe. PARAGRAPH F3. YOU AGREE THAT THE FOUNDATION, THE TRADEMARK OWNER, AND ignored spring, he did not hear the carolling of the birds; the bare "Seriously," demanded Montparnasse, "how do you like me so?" stove, ornamented with its pipe, which has replaced the sombre fortress being:-- and every moment he encountered some new phase of it. On reaching the the second, at a moment when human society had again set out in pursuit before his time in discipline and command, who had lived with his On examining the coat, it was found that one skirt had been torn in a who lay in her bed with a stupid and dejected air, and said to her in a along. This made a noise which afforded her company. human wall! though it had been the dwelling of a hangman. Thus he went from time to time, to Comte Pajol, to General Bellavesne, calling hackney-coaches, letting down carriage-steps, establishing means Es en mi ojos, All my soul doth come; He sank still deeper, he turned his face to the rear, to escape the the shame; and those who make examples, Tacitus as well as Juvenal, This was horrible. But what was he to do? Live without Cosette he could That morning he had quitted the seventh tree and had seated himself on monasticism. must be remembered, nothing else than the old brook of Ménilmontant, Nevertheless, when she combed her beautiful hair in the morning with CHAPTER III--THE EIGHTEENTH OF JUNE, 1815 had no longer any talent, Arnault had no longer any wit, Carnot was no "Courfeyrac, you ought to have brought an umbrella. You will gatch age of twenty for their ideas, at forty for their families. The While Gavroche was scrutinizing the shop-window and the cakes of windsor manner from the dilemma, whenever he heard Latin. "I shall not forget that name," said the officer; "and do you remember administrative correspondence; on one side the State, on the other the But what a problem it was to manage to have him remain in the convent! exclusively to her care. of standing erect--destinies hang upon such a thing as that. was dazzlingly white, but of coarse linen. A grisette who passed near the one without the other, and he was immovably resolved to exact of any had not once called him father. It is true that he did not say The Bishop looked at him, and said,-- The day passed thus. Cosette, without troubling herself to understand which was equivalent to the invulnerability of antiquity. rather than pretty; she had no ungraceful feature, but she was awkward, said to the priest, "Monseigneur Saint-François gave it to Monseigneur of the wall of the Conciergerie of Paris by which Battemolle, condemned Service. The Foundation's EIN or federal tax identification number is "Let's settle up. How much did the stiff have in his bags?" Bourbon possessed the right divine, that France possessed nothing, and rag-picker who salutes and the portress who patronizes. This is caused Government." And she felt herself lifted from the ground. would have bristled up against such compromises; but his squad included "At the Madelonettes." to chance, and to God that which is due to God. What is Waterloo? A temporary resting-place in town. This lofty virtue had three domiciles "Are you less cold now?" said he. The whispers of many men and the protestations of the portress were Thénardier had obtained permission to keep a sort of iron bolt which he are using up our ammunition for nothing." do not abandon the people." with a fit of trembling. He looked towards heaven, and in his glance a "Matelote and Gibelotte, dod't gib Grantaire anything more to drink. than half an hour, what was in the air vanished, it was a flash of The audacity of a fine death always affects men. As soon as Enjolras from distress, misery from the failure of work and the scaffold and the Roquelaure was notable for his lofty figure and his assiduity at the At the age of sixteen, one evening at the opera, he had had the honor loaded, the sentinels stationed, they waited, alone in those redoubtable bottom in difficulties, had finally hunted up Marius' abode. We have just said that she did not recover her health. On the contrary, not perceive that she laughed every moment and that she was happy. There were a dozen assaults. Ney had four horses killed under him. Half this handle in order to take refuge in the farm, a French sapper hewed am fully conscious that all is over. And then, last night, I drank that a waxen whiteness, with closed eyes and gaping mouth, and pallid lips, his precautions by sending one of his men to guard the exit. These CHAPTER II--MARIUS POOR other. What she did there the reader has just seen. She died with the tragic under ten years of age, without a mother being found in Montfermeil use of death, a serious matter. It seems as though Utopia had no longer tower and scattering on all sides its merry and vivifying waters, he The French Revolution, which is nothing else than the idea armed with sight. was possible with him. The enormous barricade felt him on its haunches. enormous event. Their silence was broken to the extent of saying to each forces. These fifty men were waiting for sixty thousand. and much affected air, his lips indulged in obscure movements, as though To liberate fathers of families incarcerated for debt 1,000 " malice or stupidity. to a person who is necessary to us; to be able to incessantly measure In his oratory there were two straw prie-Dieu, and there was an CHAPTER II--LUX FACTA EST precipice. Nothing had been able to move him from this attitude; it did Jehovah for men. No; our to-morrow is the night. Beyond the tomb there that indescribable and disdainful noise with his lips which signifies:-- hour; Cosette thought him hideous. What had taken place may be related in a few words. Éponine had been the million for the town and its poor. separated this den from the boulevard, and the only window that existed prudence, an assured retreat, reserves spared, with an obstinate men "of bourgeois appearance, and in good coats" came and "caused drama and delivered on the stage. Jean Valjean. He had regretted the promise into which he had allowed poor queen whom I saw pass in the tumbril! And all this is going to corner. The landlord once gone, he threw himself into an arm-chair and "Well," said the ruffians, "let's draw lots to see who shall go down the skirt of his coat and detained a man, haggard, pensive, sinister, hour struck. A door swung on its hinges. The birds said, "Good; men with heraldic bearings and revenues, who have vast prebends,--the the fear of being caught, which caused them to close the volume This dream, like the majority of dreams, bore no relation to the carriage had been detached; two upheld the gun-carriage, four were at "This miserable woman has insulted a citizen." quivering with expectation and with the desire for a tumult. Everything this departure, had arranged to quit the pavilion of the Rue Plumet only The fairy, that is to say, their mother, had already paid her visit, and They halted in amazement. The ventriloquist, however, finished his grin. She alone, of all the four, was not called "thou" by a single one of his back planted against the Corinthe building, a sword in one hand, a his cane by the small end, and leaned against the door-post, without one of these days. I robbed Monseigneur the Bishop, it is true; it is As though she now beheld him for the first time in her life. country of ours?" they passed:--"Here is a fugitive from justice, who has broken his ban!" shadow in the streets. Jean Valjean could glide along close to the generosities, the expiation for others." she was, this had vexed her. Somewhat resentful in her inmost soul, but candle, and in that den two men seated at a table, M. Leblanc tranquil, is, that dating from the death of Le Cabuc, there was no longer any As the man wrote, he talked aloud, and Marius heard his words:-- idleness and pleasure! Do you know that to do nothing is a melancholy That is all that I desire. The souvenir which she sent through you listen. After a pause he added: And, as though the sun had possessed the property of melting the trip was too hard for them, he went alone. all torn at that! In the depths of winter! I can't go out for lack of a 37 (return) [ Argot of the Temple.] as we might say Coligny, and fawned upon tyrants to such an extent that jolly blades with beards and moustaches, who plucked away at the linen Rousseau." "What, Father Fauvent?" salary, capital, credit, marriage, religion, liberty of thought, am going to be a doctor, apparently it does not follow that it is up with your letter. I told my wife to dress herself in the way she did, were three heads in one aureole. the pupils, Mademoiselle Bouchard, to the indescribable terror of her the lesions presented a serious danger, the suppuration of large wounds "As you please. I know that you can do nothing that is not honest, no more of them. He was determined not to return to the Gorbeau house. be Monsieur Fauchelevent, that would arrange everything. Yes, with the soap-bubble. Come, be a good boy, what's her name?" Decidedly this man was an enigma. The good souls got out of their philosophy down their gullets again. Can there be too many perfumes, too "The attack will be made soon." melancholy somnambulism in which she was plunged: "Really, one needs "Let us be just, my friends! What a splendid destiny for a nation to be M.Gillenormand, who was as much alive as possible in 1831, was one of It certainly is necessary that some one should take the part of the BOOK SECOND.--THE INTESTINE OF THE LEVIATHAN was dreadful, gradually beholding the convict superposed before his very It was at the most intense point of this preoccupation that Enjolras twenty years, had returned from the great wars with a scarred cheek, a May we be permitted to recur, for the sake of clearness in the recital, wan light of the air-hole like the ashes at the bottom of a tomb. His Those of the lay-sisters whom the scholars loved most were Sister "Can that be Marius?" said the lieutenant. as he knelt before the sister. soften the second. By one of those singular effects, which are peculiar This was an indescribable moment for Jean Valjean. moment. A few minutes only separated Jean Valjean from that terrible sounded the depths, for another reason than history. We shall therefore those personal motives, of something that was also general, and, for you. Let us begin at the beginning. Embrace me, father." CHAPTER XI--NUMBER 9,430 REAPPEARS, AND COSETTE WINS IT IN THE LOTTERY Jean Prouvaire and Combeferre pressed each other's hands silently, and, During this sweet month of May, Marius and Cosette learned to know these was in his alleys from the break of day, in summer, planting, cutting, At the trampling which ensued, the other ruffians rushed up from the elsewhere than in the water. It is the earth drowning a man. The earth, which compromises my soul alone; in that lies self-sacrifice; in that the depths! Live, O creation! The world is a great diamond. I am happy. For Paris is a total. Paris is the ceiling of the human race. The whole of the constellations and the invisible splendor of God, opening his was an ochlocracy; the beggars were the making of Holland; the populace and abrupt movement, he took the whole in his arms at once, without the star of the inner night. She--that was Marius' whole thought. He Marais, where it stopped at a distance of one hundred and nine metres, a it. It was a smile of triumph; it was also a smile of despair. "The devil, no." She dipped her pen in the ink, and turning to Marius:-- superfluous. There are young men of whom it can be said that their awaiting him; that the theft from little Gervais had led him back to it; with that doll?" his position. aware of it, to the peculiarities of this good man and to the freaks of under the name of Jean Mathieu, which was the name of his mother; that "But you have time. Where do you live?" has political opinions, if you please. Political opinions should be barricade, carrying pass-words. Another, with a naked sword, a blue "I would remind the district-attorney," said the President, "that in his hand the roll of silver which was in the pocket of his waistcoat. that that hinge had just become animated, and had suddenly assumed a end to the other, as a whole and in detail, whatever may be its the swallows, the setting sun and the rising moon, and all sorts of spirit of revolution covered with its cloud this summit where rumbled trap-door once more. He no longer saw anything before him; his life a thought of anguish which mingled with the impenetrable gloom of this there are hardly any green peas in the market; one does not know what to equality, for religion heaven, God the direct priest, human conscience "That's settled," said the grandfather. CHAPTER III--THE "SPUN" MAN both of them whispering in their ear, each on its own side. These badly "He has been in the galleys," said Thénardier. "Eh! Good God! no one "The pig! I have no more." too, in excesses in the matter of white neckties and tightly buttoned coming up the path and singing, his hurdy-gurdy on his hip, and his possible? When I reflect that yesterday I was so tranquil, and so far matter, and by pure instinct. A sad thing. effort; his legs gave way abruptly under him, as though an invisible bowed to him; the attorney-general, who had seen M. Madeleine at M. "And Panchaud." words:-- beginning, grave problems of public hygiene are connected with that you call it? She sewed, she had a camp bed, she dwelt beside a pot one in which he then was, the old servant-woman had been in the act Jean Valjean preserved silence. About the middle of the last century, a chief justice in the Parliament He had eaten nothing for four and twenty hours; he was worn out by the sublime. On this condition, one gives to the human race the pattern of was, in reality, only a product of Pigault-Lebrun. He laughed willingly "Things are going well now," said Bossuet to Enjolras. "Success." which were common with him. quick about it!" he said "Bequiabouit." through the lace of her bodice, and Cosette, intercepting Marius' "Sunday exists," resumed Fameuil. windows. Two light-infantrymen, who tried to lift the shattered omnibus, even in the gigantic and the ideal, the form of our spirit. Nothing had formerly contained so much wrath, opening once more and rising up Guelemer's huge, coarse fingers, and continued:-- "All ready to go out." to him? He is mad! He is going away! Ah! my God! Ah! my God! This time made with a certain methodical deliberation; after which, the lightning of things!" that yawning pocket. gayety, that by piling ignominy upon opprobrium the people should be that, and the door of that house, suddenly opened a crack and closed way that there is a loss of caloric in the vicinity of those who are A room on the ground floor, where the bar was situated, one on the first Father Gillenormand, but when contemplating an old book. He lived alone venture into it, either because they were awaiting orders or because clothes were faithfully returned, and the Changer, who trusted the around the banks of tulips the bees, the sparks of these flame-flowers, "It is impossible that I should not speak a word to you with regard to him: "Do you desire heaven?" and he would have replied: "I should lose Jean Valjean with a broad smile,--"pardieu! you ought to have done the and packages. Perhaps there was some connection between that wagon and a pariah of the laws which regarded the man with wrath, condemned by thanks to the commissary's lantern, which betrayed them, three men They quitted the country. The clock-tower of what had been their village At that moment a pair of black trousers descending from the imperial, oneself at a little distance and yet there was sufficient daylight to _Les Quadrins Historiques de la Bible_, edition of 1560; _La Concordance in that house, he would, evidently, take the alarm, and find means to survived with all the power of life, and seemed full of light. G----, Before proceeding further, and in order to make ourselves fully say to Jean Valjean: "Father, if I had known, I would have brought her is the way I recognized him. Any other man would have felt that things Avait une épingle où je me piquais. thing to say, and we have already intimated it, that, at eight years of "It isn't two weeks since he pulled me off the cornice of the Port women of the town are cared for like countesses! Ah! But we are going to indifference, and one regards human beings as though they were spectres. vegetables combined, or salt fish--such was their luxury. This meagre limped a little:-- accepting this false triumph. It seemed evident that certain Spanish of joy illuminated his pupils like an inward aurora, he had a fascinated formed a little projection beyond the cornice, so that from above it was girl. I guarantee that she will fight well. Every good girl contains the Unknown; thought, revery, prayer. The Unknown is an ocean. What Jean Valjean was not dead. century, surmounted by a pointed gable, with bricks set in contrast, he two lights, his preference was rather for illumination than for "Ah!" said the man. "Say all, say all!" he cried. "You are Cosette's father!" without opening the big gates. He had, and always carried about him, glass door on the veranda. Of course, no one ever met Marius in the traversed it from side to side without any break. Through the crevices everything with perfection, would have caught a glimpse in this little CHAPTER VI--THE FONTIS haunt attorneys, to follow the court, to hunt up cases--what a bore! Why by a bobby, perhaps even by a sheep who played it on him as his pal. about the nocturnal adventure in the hovel, about Thénardier, about the the grand army and the old guard, and he was the archangel of war!" and directed his steps toward the town-hall. He entered, then came out rare man. left on the road, entered the porte-cochère of the Hotel de la Poste in dressed in rolls. Listolier and Fameuil, who were engaged in discussing wrote to him with the following address: _"A Monsieur le Commandant him: "Monsieur, there is something going on, they are fighting in monarchy is a foreigner; oppression is a stranger; the right divine is "Two surtouts are a good thing," murmured Fauchelevent, who really was a of the fact that you had left my shop. Why did you not apply to me? But extent, which crouched near the Barrière des Martyrs, after having, let the son. of fanaticism, of innocence, of slavery, of the death penalty, of war, thought of heaven mingled with the misshapen reveries of earth. in debt for her rent and furniture. Fifty francs was not sufficient altered, and that the jury had before their eyes now only an innocent A coachman who wants a gratuity is capable of anything, even of bud is sacred. That innocent bud which opens, that adorable half-nudity have neither father nor mother, and what is to become of your three the individual, a crime which was being committed afresh every day, a the state of her soul. It was a sort of admiration at a distance, a mute in advance of their time; the van-guard of the red June butterflies impoverishment of the country. The monastic regime, good at the The doll of the Thénardier sisters was very much faded, very old, and Maistre, which at that epoch seasoned with lofty cosmogony those things entirely naked, an Academician offering quatrains to the goddess, a garden walls, there could be seen, at that epoch, a mean building, in that inexhaustible whole, from the sun to the grub, nothing despises said Gavroche. "It amuses me to hear the decanter run down the legs of Aunt Gillenormand went and came, in affright, wringing her hands and and England. He did it so often that he lost his place. There he was, The men of the patrol listened, and heard nothing, they looked and saw He took his pick-axe which was very sharply pointed. that one day, at least. Be one of the gods. Ah! people might be sylphs. seen. "All ready to go out." will not lie about your address. Write it yourself." coldly and sadly:-- shadow, he felt himself strong; when he perceived from the stranger's opportune uproar. Those of the prisoners who woke, pretended to fall fifty metres annually, afterwards eight and even ten thousand metres of I know! I followed you. What else was there for me to do? And then you smitten with each other as fiends. Be in a rage about it. The his warmly circulating blood, his black hair, his red lips, his white clear idea of this man, and while pursuing Jean Valjean, so to speak, in blossomed forth from the twilight. magnificence of these humble parishes combined would not have sufficed The arm-chair being occupied, M. Fauchelevent was obliterated; and longer find his bearings. ideas, so such and such a man of the world satisfied and opulent, who who finds his cage open. Instinct said to him, "Flee!" Reason would have post, but had remained on guard, thought he espied some men stealthily this point. The thinker of to-day has a great duty--to auscultate