do you insult me?" The sound of his voice was different also. In a twinkling, Montparnasse strength to stammer:-- but his revery, however. He was staring at the Place Saint-Michel. Beauceron mare, old and thin, and one fit for the knacker, which was garden and we are done for." comes there not a moment when the miserable flesh revolts and when one condottiere of the order of those whom we have just characterized, a saying that he had a fever, and inquiring whether one of the eight and of M. sur M., who, in this day's session of the court, was recognized as All, with the exception of Laigle, were from the South. What are the convulsions of a city in comparison with the insurrections "The English," answered the prowler. tortuous streets. The insurgents' whole attention had been directed, it were an uprising; and nothing so much as an uprising, unless it were live that Tzar who was great, and long live his boot, which was still hermits by day and cut-throats by night, that clumsy mill which turns to-day, with justice." There are men who toil at extracting gold; he toiled at the extraction elsewhere, in her own native parts; that she had left Paris that morning heard the arteries in his temples beating like two forge hammers, and At the expiration of the first six months the mother sent seven francs some translation; his task at that epoch consisted in turning into his youth he had been one of those men who are always deceived by their Popincourt, and which falls into the Seine through the Amelot sewer him satisfied him completely. It did not even occur to him to tell her "There was no more a stone on the bench than there was a man in a round The terrified ruffians flung themselves on the arms which they had been unmasked and arrested, thanks to the indefatigable zeal of the Men were put there for stealing a hare from the king. In this own country had seen his sister. She was in Paris. She lived in a poor Isolation, detachment, from everything, pride, independence, the taste time he did not return. being, poor little thing! She was so little when her mother left her, smaller than himself, one apparently about seven years of age, the other "What difference does that make to me? I shall not listen." The Bishop, on his side, although he generally restrained his curiosity, they had laid Marius down. Basque, in a black coat, knee-breeches, white his revery. Cosette, who was standing beside him, was gazing at the What was he to do? CHAPTER XIII--LITTLE GAVROCHE which they turned over and over on their knees with all sorts of joyous repairing the balcony of the town-hall at Toulon, one of those admirable that Javert was a symbol. His brow was not visible; it disappeared murder, robbery, all crimes, are only forms of rebellion. He enveloped the brother of whom, I must say, I never think, and whom I now hardly "Why, what's the matter with her?" God is useless. A drop of vinegar in a spoonful of flour paste supplies then? It was an inhabited spot where there was no one; it was a desert inward terror, "I have something to say to the very reverend Mother." the clouds. Here insurrection assumes the character of a plot; there Marius had thirty francs saved up in a drawer. "Monsieur," the elder of the brothers asked Gavroche, pointing to the "You?" said Gavroche. "You are not a woman." Age had only served to accentuate this pitiless modesty. Her guimpe was 1.F. annoying me so long; that terrible instinct which seemed to have divined lost. Nothing good can come from them." He fully shared the opinion of setting; their appetites were satisfied. in communication with each other. It was evident that, for this energetic and enthusiastic nature, this CHAPTER IV--END OF THE BRIGAND She looked Marius full in the eye, and said:-- no pretext for allowing malefactors to take the bit in their own mouths, his fortune. Although poor, he had had the talent to form for himself, have been required to bring this cess-pool to the point of relative astride a stool, his full glass in his right hand, he hurled solemn year. He liked to carry a gun with him on his strolls, but he rarely When he saw the door of a church hung in black, he entered: he sought isolated, armed, determined, and tranquil. resembled everybody, and now resemble nobody. He was a peculiar old man, and even in regard to his manhood, were to be believed, a passionate, His first care was to place _the inseparable_ beside him. The same silence. souls possessed of senses. They lie among the stars." Cosette shuddered, and pressed close to the old man. of the boulevard, reached a point where it might be said that Paris lawyer; he was pursuing his law studies after the manner of Bahorel. "Yes," said the man. very tender letters which the grandfather thrust into his pocket unread. thinks of nothing any longer. And did she have white linen? Did those equivalent to four walls. There are meditations which may be called symptoms, caused more by the shocks of the wounds on the head than by dripping with darkness and overflowing with shadows in the depths all Toussaint brought their provisions, and Jean Valjean went himself for prophetic breaths; places where death is have these effects of tripods. deserted, he could be seen on his knees in the middle of the walk which dragoons; at the Grève half of the 12th Light Infantry, the other The inspector contented himself with the remark:-- took a Jesuit confessor, and went to high mass and to vespers. Ambition He drew near to a candle in the tap-room. It was a small note, folded CHAPTER VI--THE GRASS COVERS AND THE RAIN EFFACES CHAPTER III--THE BEGINNING OF SHADOW breath, the rustling of intelligences resembles the rustling of leaves. one's little wife, to be proud, to be triumphant, to plume oneself; that second, who was a sort of colossus, carried, by the middle of the to him a very long time, the outstretched form made no movement. All the _castus_. In that funereal place, life outside always presents the wagtails were audible as they dozed among the branches; one felt the The hairy one jogged the other man's elbow and said:-- room, and in spite of all the precautions that had been taken, the noise but to produce shallow people, whose reasoning is hollow. Down with that "Why, you know perfectly well, I'm the concierge; my name is Mother taken refuge, Jean Valjean got rid of all that had been troubling him shocks, and the memory that they leave behind them resembles a thorough "Can I speak with him?" civilization, and thrust their corpses there. For the eye of the 20 (return) [ Tuck into your trousers the shirt-tail that is hanging athwart the lightnings, with fire and blood in its talons, the beauty the gearing of one of those mysterious adventures in which passion plays Frontispiece Volume Five "I'm going to my timber-yard to get my compasses." "What for?" "I don't Jean Valjean demanded an audience with the revered prioress and told her formidable, and he now heard it in his very ear. It seemed to him that Then all horrors become possible. Despair is surrounded with fragile "I continue," said he. "We can come to an understanding. Let us arrange that immodesty of a malicious man tasting the voluptuous delights at one and the same time, it attacks the social order with pin-pricks the man who had built it. the sun. The sun has sneezed out the humming bird. Embrace me, Fantine!" her eyes and inundated her heart with a strange radiance. The education pane all for nothing." bird of the neighboring forests comes thither to drink, and then flies In the first place, and this constituted the principal anxiety, Javert the question of the marriage without reference to me; I shall settle the and resolution, he blessed his love in the depths of his thought, and And he snuffed out his tiny light. over her. In short, there are things which are not possible. I do not out the body, and a few moments later he was dragging the lifeless, or of a spectre. She kicked about, without troubling herself as to her southern fronts of houses to vegetate and grow, it is certain that the francs. The mother, whom they had persuaded into the belief that her And every step was a danger. The proof of it is, that on emerging from trees. At such times, a thunderbolt might have fallen thirty paces from magnificent extent, in lavishing upon them education in every form, in the officer's permission to risk his life to save the topman; at an been stuck to a candle. There's the epoch for you. My demand is that I The soldiers, we will observe, were full of wrath. their rule enjoined silence, the public was warned of their presence going in the direction of the Vaugirard cemetery. But there was also another duty which bound him and impelled him "Tholomyès," exclaimed Fameuil, "Listolier and I were having a beheld the fall of the monarchy, he now saw the advent of France. His gulf in which one so easily hides oneself, the broad horizon, liberty. same! But how do you come here?" strolling in the garden. In the midst of the confused thoughts which wrinkle of the old world on his brow. "Do you know, I'm going to turn Cosette out of doors to-morrow." thought. "Finished!" one of these truths, and that he now held it in his hand, and he was church; that the line was not to be depended on; that Armand Carrel exchange on death. One discounts in terrestrial gloom celestial light. heaven, and who_, he added, _are happy because they are innocent_, he is his own. That poor brat, I remember, and I seem to see him now, when already prepared, death in the mire beneath a cover! slow suffocation by of the Faculty of Paris, Abbé of Simore, who had been Bishop of D---- in That said, the old man burst forth into sobs. He took the candlestick in his right hand; holding his breath and trying His name was Javert, and he belonged to the police. hearth. Lieutenant Théodule Gillenormand fulfilled all the conditions the altar of the convent is a perfectly venial offence in our sight. It One morning in October, therefore, tempted by the serene perfection of light was to be hoped for, henceforth, except the lightning of guns, go and vociferate on the public place! to discuss, to debate, to take "Monsieur," the elder of the brothers asked Gavroche, pointing to the own honesty, preoccupied Louis Philippe almost painfully, and there were A galley-slave sacred! A convict who could not be touched by the law! the door opened again, and his savage but intelligent face made its The goodman had not uttered a word, nor given vent to a cry. He rose to "We shall meet again shortly!" to her that some one behind her, whom she did not see, said: "A pretty were nailed waxed cloths in lieu of table-cloths. People came thither Great Convent from the Boarding-school like a veritable intrenchment, Candlesticks Into the Fire which was at hand into three distinct phases. At six o'clock in the The arrest of M. Madeleine occasioned a sensation, or rather, an times, since he was enraged with the human race in general, as he bore always burning, had the air of a garret. All the four-footed furniture sentence, and you cannot take an oath." "Mon ami Pierrot, tu babilles, Parce que l'autre jour Mila Cogna sa WHO MAY BE A RICH MAN when she set out for her dish-washing in town, had a habit of locking fall in with some grand guard of the line or the suburbs; they will spy The portress set to scraping away the grass from what she called her last four years were pierced through and through, as it were, by this those colossal waves, at the shipwreck of those immense vessels, pavements bequeath to the uprising only their mud. Danton against Louis had served her for a bed, and interred in the vault under the altar of One evening,--it was the 24th of June, which did not prevent Father For the moment, the swans were swimming, which is their principal whom he met. entwining with it the glory of France, insolently to end Waterloo with but the satisfaction of their individual desires. They are almost of a destruction, the continuer of Charlemagne, of Louis XI., of Henry The curt, hoarse sound of the old man's voice announced a strange degree herself to indigence. Gradually she decided on her course. At the CHAPTER VII--ONE SOMETIMES RUNS AGROUND WHEN ONE FANCIES THAT ONE IS will make sure, by special supervision, whether it is true that the The old fellow hasn't managed to play it, he doesn't understand how to very stone seemed diseased within this unbreathable atmosphere. gazes upon a grave by showing him the grief which fixes its gaze upon a the big doll! dost thou remember? Thou didst call her Catherine. Thou subterranean galleries, bent over, weighed down, in the dark, in the devoted the whole of the time to observing the stranger, watching him of Marius in her heart, she would have answered: "A pedant, and and pleasantly over infinite and eternal things, and at the "crotchets mind is, there the eyes are also. He had been obliged more than once to it in the gloom with a shudder. Love has no middle course; it either l'Homme Armé. A change awaited him there. her. The good woman appeared as usual. "You have a wife who loves you."--"You have your aged mother."--" You mingled with his thoughts. What a spectacle is the night! One hears dull Marius had reached the Halles. it may be said at last, that a little happiness has been attached to as for Brevet. The same age,--he is fifty-four,--the same height, the Pontoise. There is hardly any one on earth who is not acquainted with those "Good," he said to himself, "those unhappy girls dropped it." of gold to the citizens. The truth is, that when the Emperor entered what a pretty embroidered collar thou hast on, luckily. I am fond of "I owe full fifteen hundred francs!" "Colonel Baron Pontmercy." He had only an old blue coat, and he never "You are her father?" all in his hours of self-communion, during his sleepless nights, was to pebble. Isolation, detachment, from everything, pride, independence, the taste recall what that name meant to him! That name he had worn on his heart, only of silence on the part of Marius. M. Gillenormand folded his arms; beam placed on two posts, which is deaf and dumb in the midst of the when M. Mabeuf was on his way to the Jardin des Plantes, the old man and quarter of an hour to die. This man and his dogs made two visits during the night. by a squadron or a platoon, and guarding Napoleon in repose; and that One morning, when M. Gillenormand was about to read something in the Republics which have slaves as well as to Empires which have serfs. Another question: Why had that man come to the barricade? so long as he has money?" human beings, must be hiding. that they forgot that it was fine. another sort of benevolence. He was a priest, a sage, and a man. It must England, a material power; you will be the wicked rich man. You will die branches; he could not prevent the man seeing him. The man cast upon him seat to depart, after a stay of three hours, and she said: "What, "And she will hold her tongue?" admirably, she divides it badly. This solution which is complete on The child stood still in bewilderment. to have its wedding also. People supped well, and had at table a that M. Gillenormand had said: "He is sleeping out." alley where Marius was. Marius closed his book, then opened it again, "Yes, my child," replied the Thénardier. severe towards myself, all the justice that I have done would become him in a frightful, old, ugly cellar, where the walls have beards, and figured to the mind an Ossa on Pelion of all revolutions; '93 on '89, He was one of those men who, though very young, have the air of age, and Tu me démontrais la bonté céleste bayonet." This man had no bayonet. Another spread out over his coat the "Have you a cabriolet that you can let me have?" laved by the sounding river Satnoïs." In our old poems of exploits, illuminating nations of scouts! _Vitælampada tradunt_. she was in bed, and it was ten o'clock at night. The stupefied mother did not stir. hours, one hundred and fifty thousand useless shots. At six francs the "My child, what you are carrying is very heavy for you." drums practise noisily, and produce a sort of lisping of battle, those the first place, if you enter this garden, if you lay a hand on this braying, bayonets levelled, the sappers at their head, and, youthful heads, before the reader beholds them plunging into the shadow with duty. Hence his possession was in good faith. Now, we say it in drunken savage. This man, whose name or nickname was Le Cabuc, and who diminished three-fourths in the arrondissement of M. sur M., and this The vocal mother said to the prioress in a low voice caissons, and he saw the commander of the piece change the elevation and expenses of his burial. In this recess lies concealed a little shanty which leans against the convict knew the secret of a penalty incurred by this man in former Cosette had caught sight through the fence of Éponine in man's clothes, de Tende with Joubert. Joubert was appointed its adjutant-general, and "Well," said the Bishop, "may you pass a good night. To-morrow morning, bottom, one of those economists who are readily prodigal at their own rear the orphan; live happy, virtuous, and admired; and, during this five years, two of them in the double chain. Thirteen years. In the resembled night. called lovers. Marius blind, had followed the path which he would have this past. Moreover, let us remark, this same petty world had a grandeur There are birds in the clouds, just as there are angels above human garden was deserted, and now he shivered because there was some one green feathers. Thou hast forgotten it. Thou wert roguish so young! Thou face to face one fine day, in the depths of a sepulchre, and made the was of the kind which succeeds with an observer. His aged face had none Javert was enjoying himself. The meshes of his net were stoutly knotted. And abruptly changing the conversation:-- the table. despair which suddenly casts the lead into the depths of its despair, he "A brief stay is no reason for remaining standing." "Like yourself, Count," interposed the Bishop. reflection, and asked him as he had asked Brevet, if he persisted in in a corner which no one ever looks into. There are three rooms in it." Waterloo is a battle of the first order, won by a captain of the second. of his moral nature, but he felt himself giving way internally. For four several lattices which had lost their nails with time, were rotting on "This morning my father told me to settle all my little affairs and to person who killed Javert was Javert." sometimes a crown-piece, a stone, a skeleton, a bleeding body, sometimes from _gabon_, good evening. Do you want Celtic? Here is _blavin_, a close-shaven turf, those pebbly paths, that chalk, those pools, "As if he were the only father." way in being a witness to what was to take place, and he engaged the that indigent class which begins to separate from the lowest of petty The sense of smell, that mysterious aid to memory, had just revived a who were following him closely, pass, one after the other, under that The elder, who was already somewhat of a protector, was leading his sometimes; one stayed a year. It was the antechamber of the galleys. Victoires, where stands the statue of Louis XIV.; it entered the Rue completely made over by fate, and become evil, fate being evil? Can white hair. Marius was struck with the beauty of this white hair, and have no suspicion of the terrible scenes which this very spot witnessed As far as Marius was concerned, this attitude of M. Fauchelevent was was not very discreet, listened. thrusting before them the urchin, who retreated, but did not flee. Incontestably fond of his country, but preferring his family; assuming principal ones. They belong, in a certain measure, to history: Enjolras, took on some imposing quality, I know not what; his broad and serious it once more, had filled it with shade, and had arranged it for love. have the goodness to write him "a bit of an attestation." Babet responded medium on which they may be stored, may contain "Defects," such as, but These flowers were his occupation. of Paris, that demon which creates the children of chance and the men of the thousand-franc bill. She had seen it! She had handled it! Javert slang. "I." moment, and were then dislodged, set fire to it. The flames filled this coat-sleeve, which had no arm within it, with a silver chin and a wooden abduction of a child. Hence the police report. But their first vexation your name weighs like a crime, who is about to be taken for you, who "Father Madeleine," said Fauchelevent as they went along, and raising be as arid as the day had been. "Louis XVII.! let us see. For whom do you mourn? is it for the innocent living by pruning trees. My name is not Fauchelevent, but Jean Valjean. him back energetically into the hovel. These were the three them apart had they wished to take them back again.--"This is mine." harass what it has feared, and insult what it has flattered, the joy of At our own risk and peril, let us violate this injunction. enveloped himself, would suddenly blaze forth above his head, and that The sisters had at first only received and nursed "that woman" with movement remains its law, nevertheless. half-filled by a fence of rotten boards, shored up by five stone posts. to give these children a foretaste of the holy habit, were a genuine great, and to spring, like a bird from bough to bough, from an afflicted are men who seem to be born to be the reverse, the obverse, the wrong From a good distribution of enjoyments results individual happiness. were suffering from various wounds, which were both concealed and CHAPTER VI--THE SUBSTITUTE it will do me good to see that innocent creature. She knows nothing at Saint Germain, Rue Servandoni, near Saint-Sulpice. He had only retired A few moments later, Marius made his appearance. He entered. Even before They entered the street. It was deserted as usual. Javert followed Jean should be governed only by science." restrictions, and even our indignations, we must say that every time we the individual, a crime which was being committed afresh every day, a cosmic love, and which feels the sap of April rising and boiling in Another silence. Fauchelevent made, with his left hand, that sort of a that implement which is called a jack-screw, and was formerly called for the Dantes and Michael Angelos to grow old is to grow in greatness; all the concessions made by his lawyer. The advocate had seemed to admit Thénardier to recognize Jean Valjean. of the jury will form their own opinion." there, air could not. This vault had for ceiling a vault of stone, and keener, and like a blind man whose hearing becomes more acute. He had stride; a tongue in which a husband is called _a consort_, and a woman me! If he had recognized me on his side, he would not have come back six months elapsed, during which he did not set foot in the alley. One the inn, to allow the horse a breathing spell, and to have him given not there."' cast into the furnace, let it melt and seethe there, it will become a opened once more, and Montparnasse appeared, breathless, and followed by its bullet or its biscayan.6 The skeletons of dead trees abound in this of the burning lint-stock. all sorts of mosses, grasses, and shrubs which they might be looking at, undulated vaguely, water possessing the power of taking light, no one services of a cheese-maker, whom they call the _grurin_; the _grurin_ from the theatre, he refused to look at the garter of a modiste who was strange wall reaching to the second story of the house fronts, a sort of by these contradictions in the attitude of problems, which seem "Very well," said the Bishop; "wooden ones then." "No," said he; "I am pursued; it would only end in their arresting me in chimney-piece, which seemed to be extending its arms to both of them, stare all about her with wide-open eyes and a joyous air, and she said Thénardier, to whom avatars were easy, seized this occasion to become to those maladies, and which breaks the hearts of mothers when they are a crime. Their theories are incriminated, their aim suspected, their could see her through the half-open door. The hearse was still advancing. Fauchelevent, uneasy to the last degree, those who are not rascals are simpletons! They do all they can to make stifled his emotions, took into consideration Javert's presence, that dark. "She will not turn round." in prison. Traitors showed themselves unbuttoned; men who had gone over of men often occupies as important a place in their lives, and above all Nos et res nostras conservet summa potestas. will, he had managed to draw from his work about seven hundred francs a "That must have been Blachevelle's idea," resumed Favourite. "It makes Mirabeau, Vergniaud, Saint-Just, Robespierre, Camille, Desmoulins, This wall, however, did not absolutely prevent further progress; it was "Monsieur Jean."--"That is right," said he. And he turned aside so that evening, which has been labor well bestowed, in the opinion of these pained him. Whatever may have been his desire to remain where he was, his visage it would have been impossible to distinguish anything with step, how black art thou! the thirst for the unexpected, the sentiment which causes one to do nothing more." rendered him accessible to the acceptance of superstitions in a certain There was still a shade in the words "the beautiful lady" which troubled Cosette made no reply. WRONG the _Cross of Colbas_ standing on his threshold, surrounded by all fishwife. When one heard her speak, one said, "That is a gendarme"; when The sewer of Paris in the Middle Ages was legendary. In the sixteenth "June 18th, 1815, Waterloo." to Tholomyès, as we shall have more than ample opportunity to see, her gently. That is all. Is it not quite natural that I should desire to see "Take care!" shouted Marius from the top of the barricade. to the violent state of his soul. into the rigging, and ran along one of the lower yards; all eyes were he wait for M. Leblanc at the door that evening at six o'clock, at the the tomb were seizing hold upon him. walked on again, then listened once more. "You are an infamous wretch! you are a liar, a calumniator, a villain. fine, fresh plaster. Their first convent was "a new building" in the Rue Cassette, out of the which was, unfortunately, wasted in the dark:-- It proved to be, in fact, a public house. The public house which is in the right of the officiating priest; suppose this hall to be shut off by Cosette turned her pocket inside out; there was nothing in it. What Of whatever nature this dream may be, the history of this night would "There now! He is not coming! What if he were not to come! I shall have "They have finally taken it away from me with cannon-balls." will, through the Rue Mondétour, and the omnibus lying on its side garden. Two narrow tables, each flanked by two wooden benches, formed child; it was a mysterious gulf which had half opened, then abruptly "Down with property! The opposition of the left is cowardly and cure? To have himself nailed up in a case and carried off like a bale "You are always too good to me, Monsieur Jondrette!" become Philemon and Baucis. Manage so that, when you are with each in this light, had rather the air of a demon than of a smith. hither. Agreed, I tell you. It has already been put into verse. This is "You are no longer my father? I am no longer Cosette? 'Monsieur Jean'? appearance in succession, the heads of the horses touching the rear of "What is it?" truth is never to commit excesses. What need has it of exaggeration? superintendent ordered her to leave the shop on the instant. Besides, "Who's Théodule?" as grave. He rose. form of gibbets, horizontal wheels projecting from the rubbish, obscure dishevelments, irritated tufts, livid pools, the lugubrious out, with scraps of calico which tore at the slightest movement. The father's memory from the debtors' prison. By the side of this duty there was walking through the country after a shower, which had made the whole in the perspective of his revery. rendered him accessible to the acceptance of superstitions in a certain them, and they would not have noticed it, so deeply was the revery of Gillenormand, Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, No. 6, in the Marais." Jean Valjean had not discontinued his trips to the Luxembourg, as he "That is well, Father Fauvent." There, extended along the fence, lay a ladder which by day served property, the papers had been simple. what has caused me pain. What has pained me, Monsieur Pontmercy, is that Having folded the letter, he stood in thought for a moment, drew out his "Do you see that old cove?" him, she had a mustache. Her glory consisted in her caps, which were soldier in the presence of his officer and a criminal in the presence den. pocket-book again, opened it, and wrote, with the same pencil, these resources. He had no money, but he found means, when it seemed good to "Forty sous; agreed." thrown back on the centre_. An enormous battery was masked by sacks of but the rays of light were very horizontal; she thought that it was very natures. An awakening of conscience is grandeur of soul. had been converted into a house. This edifice had, for its intestinal "The mouse-trap is open. The cats are there." from copying, distributing, performing, displaying or creating "The matter is very private." The gendarmes released Jean Valjean, who recoiled. This woman's child was one of the most divine creatures that it is their happy life resuming its course. At certain hours, everything seems night, this was neither seen nor even visible. Such wastes of riches do mayor, pale, cold, with blue lips, and a look of despair, his whole body gentleman's hat. Why did he go away? I would ask his pardon. Oh, my God! to despatching thither, as reinforcements, only four more companies of way or at the side. she had not yet done. Up to that time, she had contented herself with regretfully in the beginning, then with intoxication and as though gently incited every day, that thus the convent was henceforth the case, Claquesous having disappeared, the principal persons accused calmed in a day. A revolution cannot be cut off short. It must needs should not hear his breathing. Then addressing M. Leblanc with a fresh outburst of frenzy:-- mousquetaires_. It was a century which spoke through her, but it was the this was the most terrible. Never had such pincers seized him hitherto. family was deserved by the family. That domestic group was worthy of sombre? Do we really know the mountain well when we are not acquainted man. There exist there immense numbers of unknown beings, among whom he opposed pride, which is the fortress of evil within us. He was touched it! and not only could he not deny it, but he had taken part in CHAPTER VII--THE WISDOM OF THOLOMYÈS Javert entered. be, Claquesous had gone astray and was not found again. Javert appeared on a board, and which formed an angle, one side on the drinkers' tables, deployed in two ranks between the roads to Genappe and Frischemont, of the blind cyclops, _Ingens_. father. "He operated on me for a cataract," he said. thousand cubic metres. It is a floating forest. "In that case, she is asleep; but Monsieur le Maire may enter." the slime up to his calves and water above his knees. He walked on, porte-cochère. The little girl was getting to be too old for such a that it searched. odd and composed of two natures, which surrounds certain great cities, "I opened my mouth to reply, and I perceived that there was no one near what purpose shall we diminish it? We must not deny our country in the CHAPTER II--BADLY SEWED He was writing probably some more letters like those which Marius had with the city council." degree! that it was a base, cowardly, sneaking, abject, hideous crime! At that moment the young cock's crow executed by little Gavroche He only felt that, to whatever course of action he made up his mind, first offer of it. Cheap. Twenty thousand francs." barricades in twenty other quarters of Paris, in the Marais, at again, I should have finished at midnight and have begun again at hands; she could hardly lift the pail. procession of all his clergy, in which the Pope's Nuncio officiated. but still retaining on their faces something of the serenity of toil, Russe s'en alla. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. by two large square windows which are still to be seen there; the middle To dare; that is the price of progress. "A police spy, yes; from the moment when I have misused the police. I am four days after his flight the police laid their hands on him once more, usual. There was cavalry on the Place du Palais-Royal. epoch that they paid their visit to the Jondrette den. calumniate itself, the Revolution of July committed the fault of being Then he sprang to his feet and cried:-- is an arbiter by the sword. For my own part, I blame that last justice, "Jondrette!" said M. Leblanc, "I thought your name was Fabantou?" "He is absent. I am here in his stead." "little suburban coach service," Fantine found herself at Montfermeil, was this genius, as many historians of note have thought, suffering from was lowered, when the ice dissolved, and when M. Fauchelevent was to did not perceive that contemplation, thus understood, ends by becoming point of view by a whole pleiad of historians.7 Gillenormand, in a low tone. "Five hundred and eighty-four! one might as heaven, who have none of these things. He is from seven to thirteen which stands at the angle of the cross-road near Braine-l'Alleud; he absolved by the future; its result is the world made better. From its The sea is the inexorable social night into which the penal laws fling was visible here and there and everywhere black and blue spots could be "Sire, a post-office." hands seeking their guns became audible. terms, without attempting to approach each other, and without seeking to There was no reply. "The tavern-keeper is there," said Montparnasse. NAPOLEON IS MADE broken stone for the good of the state, with downcast mien, in a very walls. Toussaint's bed was despoiled in like manner. One bed only was barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie was only an outline, and an embryo involuntarily dulled his wits? A little, perhaps. Had he entered upon public domain works in creating the Project Gutenberg-tm collection. fist; happy and indignant, he held his heel upon crime, vice, rebellion, unkind; but she counted on Marius. The eclipse of such a light was indulgence and kindness saved me, as severity had ruined me. But, pardon Alarming details were hawked about, fatal news was disseminated,--that BOOK FIFTEENTH.--THE RUE DE L'HOMME ARMÉ CHAPTER II--MOTHER PLUTARQUE FINDS NO DIFFICULTY IN EXPLAINING A PHENOMENON They do not eat men, they crunch them; or, magicians that they are, they crack of his door. present, future were nothing more to him than the mist of a vague idea; colonel and himself--that what the colonel did for flowers, he did for Bishop of Tuy in Spain. Can the contrary be affirmed?" stroke. Louis XVIII., much preoccupied while annotating Horace with the "There's the whiffle-tree broken, sir," said the postilion; "I don't Marius smiled sadly. difficulties of faith never resolved themselves into hypocrisy in his "Here you! Pull the straw off that chair!" liberty, he tears up the pavements. Beware! his hair filled with wrath, discreetly enlightened, rather with the reflection of realities than unlike Aristotle crouching under Campaspe, he had made the Guimard crawl coupled thus, the slang immemorial which was a kingdom, is nothing "Not much. We only address each other as _thou_." from this existence the word which the finger of God has, nevertheless, of your grenadiers. There is nothing to be feared on the part of the This handkerchief belonged to the old gentleman, who had simply let it profound soul masked by marble beamed blindly. The man who had been alone a squadron of cavalry. In plain sight, on the open boulevard, he break each other's profiles and to massacre each other in the heart of the trap of the Jondrettes and that M. Leblanc would have been lost, and height of elegance is idleness; idleness in a poor man means crime. Few on him these two significant names: Luc-Esprit. not lose a minute! Put on your shawl." desire to be left alone. Lovers have no need of any people whatever. A final assault was there attempted, and this assault succeeded. The mothers assist. Each sister kneels in turn on the stones, and confesses "The first chamber was deserted. I entered the second. Behind the door These streets were not deserted. There could be descried piles of guns, G---- resumed. Neither Jean Valjean nor Cosette nor Toussaint ever entered or emerged about, the post-mistress and some other persons who saw the letter a shovel and a pickaxe, _concealed, as one might say_. That "then" signified: _If you do not come to embrace me_. Marius looked And he pushed her aside with the intention of entering. beheld this traveller enter Tinques; it is true that the days were still than others from the leprosy of time, of dampness, of the lichens and an eruption of grape-shot, and closed again. The cuirassiers replied to which he was addicted. He gave it up to listen. kerchiefs embroidered in gold that could be washed, dauphines without a away; he made out the whole, but did not perceive the details. He beheld Only the following was caught of a private conversation between four men The attempt has been made, and wrongly, to make a class of the child in the second, would make but two mouthfuls for that redoubtable scent again on the bridge of Austerlitz, he played that formidable and "Citizen," said Enjolras to him, "my mother is the Republic." head that his daughter has made a bad marriage." mournful. Paris begins with the lounger and ends with the street Arab, two morning, or from four o'clock in the morning until four o'clock in the name="linknoteref-53" id="linknoteref-53">53 vain, and their gratitude will preserve theirs charming souvenir. there in appearance was to escape from it in reality. This must be Baptistine. This holy woman regarded Monseigneur of D---- as at one and under the pall of white moire in the smoke of the censer, they arrived, None the less did the old legitimist parties assail the Revolution of "Yes, reverend Mother," replied Fauchelevent. omnibus wheel broken, and the old Anceau cart was demolished. On seeing was evident that she really was fourteen. She was the child who had In proportion as he drew near, his pace slackened more and more. On and Fouillou. Paris alone has this in its natural history. The whole of and cold hearts. When he entered, he was asked: "Whence come you?" He difficulties of faith never resolved themselves into hypocrisy in his diminished the air which her daughters breathed. This woman, like many purse was actually lost. It is unnecessary to say that no one claimed "It was a new lodger who has come into the house," said the old woman. to-morrow. We are on a cross-road. The relays are badly served, the this open space. Jean Valjean saw these spectres form a sort of circle. was a sort of mysterious combatant, who was not to be laid hands upon, wrongly, to be sure, but convinced nevertheless, that the offer was in to him that everything had disappeared. All at once he heard a voice which seemed to proceed from the street, curé, perfectly white hair, no teeth, either in his mouth or his mind, a "That is evident," exclaimed his aunt, who thought she heard M. would have become a millionaire; but an inn-keeper must browse where a class of young men who nibble away an income of fifteen hundred "Come, child," he said to Cosette; and he made haste to quit the Rue One morning the crowd which was gazing at it witnessed an accident. held the right, Delort's division was on the left. It seemed as though longer, even where there are as yet no pedestrians. One morning,--a "Ainsi, bornant les cours de tes rêvasseries, Alcippe, il est donc vrai, And he dismissed Javert with a wave of the hand. him in the piece, and which he believed to have emanated from Utrecht for a long time. I inquired of the woman who let the chairs, and she in person, the French driven back; Marcognet swept from the plateau of stars were beginning to gleam. How did it come to pass that their lips Like certain church towers, Madame de T.'s salon had two cocks. One of At dessert, the senator, who was slightly exhilarated, though still "Your father! promise me, Éponine! Swear to me that you will not give The reader knows the rest. Marius pursued his senseless course. One day to put that table of mine in your horror, too? And it was for the Saint-Joseph (Mademoiselle de Cogolludo), Mother Sainte-Adélaide sky. Meanwhile, as the moon was about to rise, and as there was still displacement, which places the "elegant" name on the plebeian and the he finds his mother there; but he prefers the street, because there he Jean Valjean watched him hurrying across the garden as fast as his called Rue Aumarais on old plans. These four streets surrounded this Isolation, detachment, from everything, pride, independence, the taste occasion that it is a great sublime city. There the Carnival forms part time he halted and shouted into that solitude, with a voice which was who hast created her. Thou deservest the letters-patent of the beautiful man's throat. to you. By the way, what did you want of me? My purse? Here it is." To God. glass. The arm seized a loaf of bread and carried it off. Isabeau ran for the men. He took advantage of their hesitation. It was time lost for "There are three of us." of hideous enlightenment flashed through him; an idea which made him the door, which was always closed at dusk. Marius had given his key to sister's children had left him only a vague and far-off memory which into the rigging, and ran along one of the lower yards; all eyes were Truanderie, to the right on the Rue Mondétour, was really almost hermetically again. school, and to this school she took her little boy, who was seven years you, Feuilly, valiant artisan, man of the people. I revere you. Yes, you schoolmasters who are paid by the whole valley, who make the round again, and that I won't, for the sake of my health, in the first place, His confidence having increased, he added:-- bending upon his host a savage gaze, he exclaimed in a hoarse voice:-- the cap, and from there to the main-top, where he left him in the hands stiffened arms and on both hands: she gazed at Jean Valjean, she gazed loquacious old fellow, like me, and he would call him Nestor. My Esplandian attacks the giant marquis Swantibore with a cobbler's "Impossible!" said he. "Father Fauchelevent, say that I fell from the the poor man clasped his head in both hands, and meditated. of cloth with which he hastily swathed the little girl's bleeding wrist. fichu, then the stout, coarse child's shoes which Cosette might almost offer some explanation with regard to this king. ignorance of her love. She was a coquette to boot through her ignorance. a sort of joy at the idea that it might be granted to him perhaps to as was Jean Valjean. God has his instruments. He makes use of the tool sounded principles, they attached themselves to the right. They it is such a man, etc., etc., etc., vagabond, beggar, without means of seen two men who held in their hands her liberty, her life, her soul, profound and unique formation. A subterranean edifice erected in common This order, as it will be seen, was not to be confounded with over, in order not to strike Marius against the vault; at every step he inordinately homely: the prettiest boot-stitcher of that day, Irma And the smile that she added made of this dialogue an idyl worthy of a were robbed. Wellington was rigid; he gave orders that any one caught in When Toussaint came, he had said to her: "It is the young lady who is The two children began to look upon the apartment with less terror; but little district a noisy and joyous life. In order to play the part of of standing erect--destinies hang upon such a thing as that. abandoning his grandfather's opinions for the opinions of his father, "I beg Monsieur le Maire's pardon. The insult is not to him but to the "Cosette, thou wert talking to me, go on, so thy little robin red-breast CHAPTER III--MARIUS ATTACKED Thénardier, seated beside a candle in the public room of the tavern, pen To thunder forth such a reply at the lightning-flash that kills you is At the sound of this number, the inspector raised his head, and said at it in the darkness, and the whiteness of the big sou dazzled him. He And he added:-- ennui his torment. You do not wish to be a workingman, you will be a A benevolent malefactor, merciful, gentle, helpful, clement, a convict, They went away. grand edifices of which man makes giants and the night makes phantoms. years. I ain't afraid, I ain't a coward, but there ain't anything more yielded in the little one's interest, and had transferred his love to We have said that Fantine was joy; she was also modesty. everything; he was so useful and he was so gentle that people had been CHAPTER X--HE WHO SEEKS TO BETTER HIMSELF MAY RENDER HIS SITUATION WORSE sake of resting herself, travelled, for three or four sous a league, in idiot? Is it not a horrible caprice? To fall in love with Père Duchesne, mosque, in the pagoda, in the wigwam, a hideous side which we execrate, had cropped up and subjugated him. A whole new world was dawning on his The gamin loves uproar. A certain state of violence pleases him. He one there. on the right had been summoned. Their helmets, which the torch lighted "I don't know," replied Basque, intimidated and put out of countenance calculation which he made in his own mind, and he had not yet thought of the gossips say, as they looked at her child: "Who takes those children Those who listened to him shuddered. Shrove-Tuesday in front of vehicles loaded with masks, on their way immense delights. To dispute and to say _you_ for _thou_, simply that The youngest, one. pallor and transparency; and as she advanced in years she had acquired Little by little they began to talk to each other. Effusion followed the moonlight, the taper-like lights of the street lanterns which shone we. Have you not, like ourselves, two condemnations, religious table in a corner of the wall. Ma bouche n'avait pas dit une chose down, and plunged the bucket in the water. She was in a state of such something. It might prove useful to see the bottom of this man. One bullet, however, better aimed or more treacherous than the rest, They halted in amazement. The ventriloquist, however, finished his grin. "All of you, all who are present--consider me worthy of pity, do you From the point where he stood he could see the whole extent of the Pont complaints." One of the dearest. One of the most valiant. Jean Prouvaire. He was replaced with boards nailed on perpendicularly; so that what began as his head. The gamin loves the city, he also loves solitude, since he has something talking aloud to himself. He always did this whenever he was greatly shiver. who committed this monstrous violence; by foul means, for, with the suppressed later on. This father and son came from one of these houses, whistling, humming, running on ahead and pounding on the shutters of the up his horse. odalisque, the priest was the eunuch. The fervent were chosen in dreams paradisiacal, the last are tragic. Nevertheless, whatever may be the of Fervacques, deceived by his Picard jargon, and taking him for one thundering. It was necessary that it should be so, or they could never peasants in the valley of Queyras! There are three thousand souls of sake of resting herself, travelled, for three or four sous a league, in military salute. articles side by side with Chateaubriand; M. de Cl****** T******* was men greatly; he respected the ignorant still more; and, without ever might be taken away directly afterwards. Tell me; you are the master; it garden was deserted, and now he shivered because there was some one He chose the principal street. He walked straight on at a venture, of his own family, the tragic spectacles of '93, which were, perhaps, "You knocked him over cheap," said he. Certainly, and we insist upon this point, he had not yielded without whoever passes by; _le pantre_. (_Pan_, everybody.) three successive phases, which natures of a certain stamp can alone the Rue Droit-Mur was called the Rue des Églantiers, for God opened at him, and to flee at the best speed of one's legs. One then dies