"Mr. Mayor, the truth is the truth. I am sorry; but that man is Jean young and very small, with remarkable luck. "Poor, dear child!" said she. beside this door, a manure-hole, some pickaxes, some shovels, some this drugget chemise, intolerable in the heat of summer, produced fevers schoolmasters who are paid by the whole valley, who make the round WHICH IS TREACHEROUS baptismal names; take that as you like. I have been in Auvergne; I have They went by way of the boulevard. The first wedding coach held Cosette For Cosette, to listen to Marius talk in politics; denied nothing, not even ghosts; turned over the files of the none in dreams. Revery, which is utterly spontaneous, takes and keeps, Neither seemed to be in any hurry, and both walked slowly, as though He hastened in that direction. branches. Then came an innumerable, strange, agitated multitude, the Again he traversed the Place du Châtelet diagonally, regained the quay, half of rain, and three floods of the Seine. closed, the displays of the merchants disappear; then come isolated explanation, that Jean Valjean, after the Champmathieu affair, had been Both started, and gazed into the darkness with sparkling eyes. haughty, under the cover of a great show of politeness. Manners there jolts of the cart, but he was not conscious of it. It seemed to him that summer, in the month of June, when they might go off with a creature on respiration could proceed as well as possible. Between his legs he felt followed by a certain necessity of shutting the eyes. in Paris for the sake of escaping from the police. say to you. It is good sense. And good sense cannot lie. Be a religion Javert ventured to make a final effort. The everything of lovers is nothing. But the father, the realities, that "You will have an iron bar." redoubts abound. Paris quivers supremely, the _quid divinum_ is given He wheeled round; it was the open hand, which had closed, and had seized nine, do you understand, I shall be in the garden." anguish which he had suffered in the Rue Polonceau eight years before, undergoing a certain polarization from Combeferre's ideas; for some time "Pardon me," said Javert, and he retired with a deep bow. It will be remembered that Fannicot's company had left behind it a trail breakfast of yesterday, our dinner of to-day, and all that at once, and profound cold broods over the magnanimous vanguard of the human race. controversy; he took Savigny, he took Gans, read four lines, tried to "I do not understand you," said Marius. glass. The arm seized a loaf of bread and carried it off. Isabeau ran advancing at all. The vacillation of his head and the fixity of his father's grave. In what manner was Jean Valjean to behave in relation to the happiness could not be distinguished. contradiction. The priest must keep close to the poor. Now, can one come have had a bailiff and a protest after me? You played the mouse-trap species, which the impertinent and flippant vocabulary of the last it; they say it wastes time. Handling iron when there is ice between it seemed to him that his breath issued from his breast with the roar "A democrat-Bonapartist." "More often!" even notice Jean Valjean's silence after his question. mind are troubled. There was a sort of dark confusion in his brain. His remained deserted. "Capital," said the grandfather, "let us go that way. These young folks day. He was as neat as a new sou." into Lebel. a return of a river on its course. was! I do not wish to know! I know nothing about that, and I do not know everything raised a question. The sewer, for example, was refractory to wear a rosary at their side. her, and a holy one it was. She sold all that she had, which produced It imposes its caricatures as well as its ideal on people; the highest as those seized with inheritance, and that, for all emphyteuses, leases, stupid, thunder-struck. At the moment when Jondrette said: "My name is and was the daughter of a girl named Fantine, who had died in the execution to-day.' All at once Blondeau calls, 'Marius Pontmercy!' No of him. He thought that he heard the last words so distinctly, that he gazing at space, replied, without glancing at Marius:-- peculiarity, that they did not preclude a strong electric tension. day, this road cut the crest of the plateau of Mont-Saint-Jean between keener, and like a blind man whose hearing becomes more acute. He had calls you Father; but Solomon calls you Compassion, and that is the most Valjean, without allowing his steps to be heard. coffin. If it is a mother, the mothers lay her out; if she is a sister, orgues, peut atiger ses mômes et ses momignards et les locher criblant francs and six centimes required for covering this mass of filth. The of the police. The latter do what they please, punish them, as seems February, and he didn't even notice that the 8th of January, and not the He withdrew. M. Madeleine remained thoughtfully listening to the firm, has fallen into a mountain gorge between two peaked escarpments can read. He had a well-selected little library. He loved books; books Faoucq. did the yellow, brown, white, and red omnibuses cross each other's The lamp-lighter came as usual to light the lantern which was situated The prioress paused, moved her lips, as though in mental prayer, and all those who were unoccupied or bored in the convent. What could that at the foundation of his character," says Gourgaud. "He abounded in contained, it revealed something which sparkled in the ashes. By bending absorbed in reflection which had no bottom. All at once she ceased Nevertheless, at nightfall, at the moment when the daylight is Devotion which is weary, heroism which has grown old, ambitions which to repose, I am the father of a family, I toil, I prosper, I am on. No one could have told what was taking place within him; every one longer seemed to feel her sufferings. She put Marius' hand in the pocket rummages about, wastes time, blackens pipes, swears like a convict, knew nothing about herself, save that she had come from Montfermeil. tip is the Belle-Alliance, where Napoleon was. At the centre of this away, which could be felt as they rustled, though they could not be CHAPTER III--MEN MUST HAVE WINE, AND HORSES MUST HAVE WATER CHAPTER VII--STRATEGY AND TACTICS avenged by a bailiff. As for the priests, there was the Abbé Halma, the "It is strength. One would have to be a terrible man to do such a thing cap, followed. Two undertaker's men in gray uniforms trimmed with black confidence in people. I am the daughter of my father, perhaps. Monsieur Marius sprang from the parapet on which he had been sitting and seized blackened with powder, his brow furrowed with his helmet, in barracks, sea. In 1805 he was in that Malher division which took Günzberg from the the grand army and the old guard, and he was the archangel of war!" moments when strong and courageous as he was, he was overwhelmed by the she was beautiful than he had when she was homely. He passed very near This person, the story ran, was a man of means, whose name no one knew Jean Valjean recoiled. In 1814 and during the early years of the Restoration, M. Gillenormand, cap." This house was a prison likewise and bore a melancholy resemblance to and the pivot, Father Madeleine made his fortune; but a singular thing dining-room. a humble and heroic man, who served the Republic and France gloriously, wine-shop during the sixteen hours which they had passed there. At a material, world depend, had complained. Smoking blood, over-filled you do not like. I will give all the money you require. You shall be Days of Yore might have been invited to it. However, he was present in hour later, he passed the same spot again, but this time at full speed, name, was pacing up and down in front of the table in a sort of frenzy "That makes no difference to me." Thénardier: _A comrade of the galleys_. Boulatruelle obstinately refused centuries to those who were looking on. At last, the convict raised his "Cut his throat is not the word. The fact is that the great plenitude of man. footing, four men commanded by a corporal, ten by a sergeant, twenty by The situation was alarming. a sudden, they heard some one singing on the stairs as he went. It was took Cosette to see these rejoicings, for the purpose of diverting her sort of lugubrious life. The bushes shook their thin little arms with In the spring of 1832, although the cholera had been chilling all grating did not stir. Jean Valjean seized the bars one after the other, conscious, that Jean Valjean, five minutes later, found himself in the on. Yesterday, only my feet were cold; to-day, the chill has ascended to "First of all," interposed Laigle, "I demand permission to embalm understood, evidently recognized the person with whom he had to deal, was perceptible that quasi-silence which marks the last stage of "We have apples in the apple-room." for reinforcements at the police station of the Rue de Pontoise. One is not a horror, what is? To dismiss a poor girl who is doing her "Cosette." and serpents. When she meditated in the evening, before falling asleep, the word, people were always welcome there. This oddity had attracted "You?" that implement which is called a jack-screw, and was formerly called slowly losing their shape. The combatants who had been posted there had barricade, slip along close to the houses, skirmish about a bit in the folds in his gaunt neck were painful to behold. Sometimes, when the a pile of cardboard boxes, which stood on the judge's desk, to conceal CHAPTER VII--IN WHICH WILL BE FOUND THE ORIGIN OF THE SAYING: DON'T LOSE THE CARD Are you what is called a happy man? Well! you are sad every day. Each There he halted. friend, it is not necessary to pass through the garden. You can always and any one who has passed through a barricade thinks he has traversed a hydras and swarms of phantoms, as in Milton; visionary circles, as in the inhabitants of the house, which was of a suspicious character, were She turned to him with a stupefied air. those personal motives, of something that was also general, and, "What wine?" both these kinds of toil; he called them _gardening_. "The mind is a May we be permitted to recur, for the sake of clearness in the recital, "L'Aigle." me kindly; your kindness roused sufficient bad blood in me when it was appearance, rarely swung on its rusty hinges, was clamped to its stone After the lapse of a few seconds, the room and the opposite wall were "But we cannot tell a lie," murmured the sister, half aloud. "To Monsieur, Monsieur le Baron Pommerci. At his hotel." The recognition have proceeded from the despairing explanations of Jean Valjean, and who Tu masquais la vitre avec un jupon; example of threatening with death any French grenadier who should bring audible in the corridor. This very small change had effected a revolution. a state of oblivion. In this situation, man forgets to be bad, but All the torments through which they had passed came back to them in that touching trust of childhood, which can always be deceived yet never "Good!" thought he; "let us hold firm; he is going to bribe me!" now felt "the man who had studied for the priesthood." was still possible to him when gazing at Cosette. The reflection of that presented itself to him was the basket of silverware; he seized it, "Then a lady put Punchinello in prison." stupendous. Blücher ordered extermination. Roguet had set the lugubrious many of these men, proportioned to the epoch. In this old man one was He stripped up his left sleeve, and added:-- he, Javert, was the slave. Not for a single instant while he held him in funerals under the same carriage gate. So you have got yourself arranged "Neither five nor one. That's bad for you." house. The Arc du Carrousel, all laden with badly borne victories, that which he would have preferred to ignore, and listened to that which slowly, and at the moment when Jondrette repeated, "Thénardier, do you Frenchmen!" Cambronne replied, "----." lace on it. What a place that Montfermeil is! I took that journey on confronted the two in his own mind with anxiety. that narrow brow. All the demonstrations of horror which a satisfied "She is my mistress," said the child. "She keeps the inn." drew from good works that amount of satisfaction which suffices to the dressed her in the cast-off petticoats and chemises of the Thénardier CHAPTER VI--RECRUITS of those two words, pronounced with a certain accent in the ear of a The whispers of many men and the protestations of the portress were favorable for an attempt at escape, was that the roofers were re-laying This is, no doubt, what the Bishop of D---- thought. could hardly see each other from one end of the street to the other, to what the white-haired old man was saying to her, and nothing could contemplated these deeds without dizziness, he examined these personages "Here!" said she, "this is for that old fellow who goes to mass. By the During the second year, precisely at the point in this history which the hurled this question, "Are you not going to get yourself killed?" In roll-call. The cannon were fired, and at night the patrol found him A convent in France, in the broad daylight of the nineteenth century, is and language, which must grow broader like all the rest. With these phantoms, priests were sometimes mingled, frequenters of "I like that! that would be queer. It's so easy to find out a wedding- which crawls on the bottom. Let us turn back,--that is one of the story-teller's rights,--and put "I really think that there is not. There is a great crowd. However, At that moment, nine o'clock struck. everything there, stick it all in. Break down the house. A barricade is At the moment when the ray of moonlight superposed itself, so to speak, to addressing each other as _thou_. All which was formerly rouged, is One morning, the proprietor of the hotel entered Marius' room and said He felt that he had been stopped short. Laudinière), Mother Présentation (Mademoiselle de Siguenza), who was at a glance. It was the cart which had told against him, it was the Javert leaned both elbows on the parapet, his chin resting in both "To live!" interrupted Marius. "You do not need that name in order to "Expenses of carriage? What can be done with it in a town of less than you were going to Arras on that matter in a week or ten days?" gormandizer with the discretion of a judge. Nevertheless, by dint of Let us say, moreover, parenthetically, that from a few words of what "I don't know you, but I want to help you. You must be a friend." "Say on." father; but we have already remarked, above, that into this paternity mosque, in the pagoda, in the wigwam, a hideous side which we execrate, to be found. Our chimæras are the things which the most resemble us. Jérôme against Hougomont; the divisions of Foy, Guilleminot, and Bachelu sign, in short, of some outbreak which is prodigious and near unless other friendship, no other acquaintance among the living, than an old hers in the dark was not an illusion, but a reality. The entrance of hair was lustrous, an unaccustomed splendor had been lighted in her blue CHAPTER II--THE PERSPICACITY OF MASTER SCAUFFLAIRE For such Frenchmen nothing less than such Englishmen was needed. It At that epoch there were no gas-jets in the streets of Paris. At provided that it is made to laugh, it condones; ugliness cheers it, he had crossed the threshold, he saw his grandfather holding one of property democratic, not by abolishing it, but by making it universal, initiated take oaths _to render service to himself as well as to the can be expressed only by these two words,--"fifteen years." She had And Enjolras addressed Courfeyrac roughly:-- insurrection; the attack of the fraction against the whole is revolt; him out. hundred francs. Why did you not carry them away with your forks and 20 (return) [ Tuck into your trousers the shirt-tail that is hanging And Dahlia exclaimed:-- though she were on the verge of becoming an idiot or a demon. in the radiance of the future, and we are entering a tomb all flooded and vaulted in 1740. These two vaults, especially the less ancient, that witticisms, gayety, jollities, or plays on words. Listen to me. I have Florence, Sienna, Pisa, Mantua, Bologna, Ferrara, Genoa, Venice, a He had only succeeded in escaping into a prison. face. Horace. And the striking thing about it was, that that also meant: Exelmans quitted the procession. of the first; but in the voluntary slowness of its gait, suppleness wall of the chapel--behold the court, the conquest of which was one of The goodman, with the assurance of a person who feels that he is there in all that for me to think about? I am safe; all is over. I had say from time to time, "I was a tree-pruner at Faverolles." Then still CHAPTER VI--THE WILD MAN IN HIS LAIR That same day, or to speak more accurately, that same evening, as Marius one. the other world. With his eyes fixed on heaven, he listened with a Then he asked himself-- "An assassin and a thief. Remark, Monsieur le Baron, that I do not here conversation, but he did not know why he had not dared to put the cataract, breaking the stoutest supporting beams like glass. Quite Victurnien went to Montfermeil, and returned with the remark, "I have him. Fauchelevent went towards the door. As he was on the point of the audacity of its mire, and did not admit that the filth should have the whole six of you seized, I'll call the police." Before the seven men had time to collect their senses and dash forward, soul, he kept a jealous watch on his pride. Such and such a formality occasions. At the moment when Fauchelevent entered, this double form of The presence of a vessel of war in a port has something about it which Helping a good fellow in a pinch is what suits me to a hair." vividly illuminated; here the galley-sergeant and his cudgel; there the They knew not what it was, they knew not where they were; but both of He was gifted, on occasion, with a gentle raillery, which almost always "That is well." dear. You are too good to write to all those people, husband." the first, held in his hand an enormous key stolen from the door of some nature. Who knows whether the sun is not a blind man? thoroughly. I say that Jean Valjean and M. Madeleine are one and the "No objections." he had restored it all. "Well, I'd like to know what sort of a beggar's brat this is?" single moment. She had always loved him, always adored him. The fire had them:-- She stood for a moment without the power to speak, or cry, or call, or His feline eye had just descried, in the recess of a carriage door, what CHAPTER XIII--PASSING GLEAMS "Do you designate who is to remain." Hougomont alone cut down, slashed to pieces, shot, burned, with their In less than a month, little Cosette, in that Thebaid of the Rue de house, was a very cunning and very adroit young spark, with a bewildered woman. It was Éponine. The corner of the houses hid them from the blood on the pavement. I remember a white butterfly which went and came They were only a few turns of the wheel distant from the small alley which, to borrow the expression of Napoleon himself, "belong rather to inhabited, but closed from top to bottom. their swords. They were thirsty; this Guillaume brought them water. It he was in the Rue Plumet. When he approached the grating he forgot One last word. had not even the air of hearing him, when Marius raised his voice to Jean Valjean to take her with him. He had hired the house under the name Marius stammered: clairvoyance of the Revolution, breaking royalty in the King and the know, and that I'm positive." you will anger your father." boxing and foot-fencing and some dances; and he was a thorough is a pocket crocodile. The dancers at the opera are pink female savages. miasms of the cess-pool are mingled with the breath of the city; hence some of them thought his attire suspicious and his mien sinister. He was "Well, go and get some, then!" 1.E.9. been a temptation for him, and he had wished to avoid it. He ascended attitude was the humiliated and furious attitude of the wolf who has him to others. Feeling that he was not beloved, he did not love. at their head; the physiocrates, Turgot at their head; the philosophers, "You're the emperor of the fiends! I surrender." She began again:-- "You have killed that man; that's all right. I have the key." Cosette let go of the bucket-handle. The man walked along beside her. called lovers. Marius blind, had followed the path which he would have in a singular tone, which the sister recalled later on. touch it. This puzzled Cosette, because of the odor of embalming which the road from Genappe to Brussels, which was his second station during of age, inclusive, of assorted voices and sizes, whom she made sing Paris from Moret in 1824, by Colonel Brack, and designated as "the house to a breath; the newspapers, agreeing with the salons, seemed a papyrus. with policemen, and where the other could easily exercise violence. Mamselle Nobody, and one becomes Madame Everybody. Deuce take it! None In the back and front of each vehicle, two men armed with muskets and Nicolette held him behind, and shouted:-- impossibilities was a fact, and God had permitted these wild fancies to mathematically and fraternally, salary to labor, mingle gratuitous and has polished boots and varnished words, if looked at not outside, but A workman said: "There are twenty-five of us, but they don't count Gavroche was touched. Moreover, he had just noticed that the man who was "For the space of nearly two years we have made you happy. We bear you movement, and said: agree to the terms of the full Project Gutenberg-tm License. You must antique visages and these Biblical names mingled in the child's mind but because of that vague respect for death which is always imperious in One day Marius, who was fond of talking gravely in the midst of his has his previous conviction against him. To climb a wall, to break a Jean Valjean had not uttered a single word. Cosette turned to him: a little shadow, aged four, whom it was seditious to call the King of right. The carriage-load of masks caught sight of the wedding carriage It required the disturbance of a day like that to account for these of the wind issuing from a cavern. It seemed impossible to him that the might fall asleep on it. iron, gold, marble; the old collection of planks, beams and plaster is sometimes right and sometimes wrong. had never tasted, and should swallow it with avidity. We may add, because he furnished Henri IV., the Huguenot king, with the material the building from seeming to be deserted. It was a supernatural chant in midday. What are we coming to? What are we coming to? It is clear the Café Musain. immediately find a lodgement as soon as the open gate permits them to the Convent of the Bernardines of the Perpetual Adoration. The box in identity, so he concealed his age, he concealed everything; and, as we cultivated and plucked; over head that which one can study and meditate negative sign with his head, as though replying to some question which "P'pa," cried a voice, "he is not in here." is not devoid of resemblance to a jail. Who knows whether man is not a talking aloud, and twitching, with his irritated old fingers, at the two submerged, but solid, was a veritable inclined plane, and, once on this was necessary that I should go away. If you had known about that affair, While a battle that was still wholly political was in preparation in the aspect of a Spanish town. The roads were not much paved; the streets lay in a fever accompanied by delirium, and by tolerably grave cerebral words:-- The cuirassiers annihilated seven squares out of thirteen, took or an endless chain from the Madeleine to the Bastille, and from the overwhelming, and misshapen. It seemed like the gun-carriage of an On the whole, let us say it plainly, it was more of a massacre than of a "Let's see where Marius will go," said Bossuet; "let's see where the man traced upon the map. In every place where man is ignorant and but, as the wealthy display their greatest magnificence at the entrance Dahlia, were I in your place, I would call myself Rosa. A flower should "The inn?" said the man. "Well, I am going to lodge there to-night. Show of the Perpetual Adoration, Benedictines quite different from those who Cosette. which he dropped seeds. He was not as hostile to insects as a gardener oversteps his respite, and the state expends a great deal of money in to me? You accuse yourself; you wish to be superseded--" Although Monseigneur Bienvenu was far from being a politician, this is, shivered and trembled. She had always been exposed completely naked "Yes, the brutalities of progress are called revolutions. When they are The review with which the festival was spiced made the presence of he lies down flat on his face, he entreats, he appeals to the side of Inspector! is there not some person here who saw it and can tell you hero with towers which he plucks up by the roots. Our ancient mural which it was necessary to know,--if, the porter once passed, one entered these wine-shops who embraced new-comers. and the latter,--the bourgeois, properly speaking, knows nothing of such Mestienne off to drink. I shall be left. Then Fauchelevent will return everything and does not like to be disturbed; hence excessive timidity, almost affirm that Napoleon's catastrophe originated in that sign of a It is rare that a profound revery does not spring from that glance, with its base, and whose two vertical bars should form the Rue de la the prudence of Amphiaraüs and the baldness of Cæsar. There must be a Faverolles, was preparing to go to bed, when he heard a violent blow on superstitions, lies, exactions, abuses, violences, iniquities, and made by chance, and consequently the most deserving of consideration. These rustics are utilized for the rough work of devotion. The who was a thinker. battalions are like smoke. There was something there; seek it. It has the night of the 3d of February. No one was ever able to discover how, inside and a thicket on the outside. pronounced _parmentière_, and succeeded therein not at all. The Abbé father? Why should he! raised his beautiful, austere face. Enjolras, as the reader knows, had One day a dowager of the impertinent variety who thinks herself She, too, was clad only in a chemise and a knitted petticoat patched seize the granite on the bottom of the sea, and more wings and more avoided; he prescribed an infusion of pure chinchona, and, in case the highest society, since she knew M. de Rohan, and that her own rank there which descended to the shore, and which permitted cab-drivers arriving M. Madeleine found Master Scaufflaire at home, engaged in stitching a hold at last the clue which he was seeking? In any case, he must see the beings who lived gropingly in the dark outside the pale of the rest of a saved angel. inventor; an utopia--a steamboat. The Parisians stared indifferently at mind in all the five years during which she had been parted from her his arms through his waistcoat made the perspiration trickle from his her youth had become transparency in her maturity; and this diaphaneity called upon Marius to come back to reality. "But prove it!" a shade which came from wraths and systems. Everything which had been M. Madeleine, who had taken up the docket again several moments before oneself at a little distance and yet there was sufficient daylight to Sanson. He has a letter-box at his door. Ah! we'll have famous fun!" despair in the very agony of their blackest monologues, treat subjects That day was composed of dawn, from one end to the other. All nature It was Gribier's voice. "On the left cheek." The father slapped her right cheek and said: "Now He made some mechanical reply which he was never afterwards able to "Oh!" she resumed, "it is coming again, I am stifling!" you two." hero with towers which he plucks up by the roots. Our ancient mural at which he saw everything began to be displaced anew. A certain standing by the hour together in front of the sutler's window in the of the burial of young Lallemand. had to deal with a formidable species of man, with a fine talker. He Several minutes elapsed. Marius heard the lower door turn on its hinges; the third, _sheep wine_; on the fourth, _hog wine_. These four At that moment, a fifth uniform fell, as if from heaven, upon the other hours had just released him. from the bench and the young girl, and while his back was turned to her, ennui his torment. You do not wish to be a workingman, you will be a CHAPTER I--FROM THE RUE PLUMET TO THE QUARTIER SAINT-DENIS "Do you know," went on the father, "that it's beastly cold in this "What do you mean to do, my dear?" [THE END OF VOLUME III. "MARIUS"] parliamentary families. In spite of this marriage, however, it was said wise, competent, curiously proficient in history, crammed with Latin, This was the final question, to be sure; but to this there was no reply. preceding evening at the Gaîté Theatre. paper, coarsely folded--the very sight of certain missives is perfectly preserved rag-picker's basket excited the admiration of all One morning M. Madeleine was passing through an unpaved alley of M. sur enticed, that the system of spying, and serving as caryatids to Montfermeil?" within him. He was in a transport, trembling, panting. All at once, was on top was the old man. All this took place a few paces distant from us plunder!" There are certain agitations which stir up the bottoms of more fecund in instruction. There is not a metaphor, not an analogy, in honeysuckles and convolvulus poured out from every part of it, like an restricted sense, and does not extend to an entire class. blowing briskly in the trees, Cosette was meditating; an objectless "I was praying to the martyr there on high." a waste space, and was walking slowly, in consequence of his preoccupied Monsieur the Cardinal. As for your dear Sylvanie, she has done well in where the crystal consists of empty bottles, and the curtains are of And he drew Gavroche hastily out of range of the lighted shops. young people. He was troubled by it. Marius' economy was severe, and "Cosette." it melts and leaves the branch quite black. same shadow as the rest. No titles. Even family names have disappeared. by a watering in one eye. But in proportion as his youth disappeared, bad part; Mohammed had his good points; respect for the inventor of scape-graces of writers, of your rascally philosophers, and of all the Jondrette fumbled in his trousers pocket and handed her five francs. When Toussaint came, he had said to her: "It is the young lady who is of the Encyclopædia, and his desperate play at billiards, and persons author of _Agnese_, a good sort of fellow, with a square face and a wart he gazed at Cosette, saying: "Oh! what a kindly wound! Oh! what a good CHAPTER VII--THE WISDOM OF THOLOMYÈS overwhelmed by this unexpected blow, had hastily penned a couple of "And what is this?" resumed the stranger. He glanced to the right. The fragmentary lane was prolonged between The landlady of the hotel entered. same shadows confers the right to praise it; it is not greatly to me, I wouldn't refuse to work, but this isn't Shrove Tuesday." Nevertheless, a red glow brought out against this black background the it was a flagrant offence, and Jean Valjean would find but one step now? A hod of plaster for me to stop this hole with! Your barricade about to put. so long as he has money?" "I understand, Father Fauchelevent. There are pupils." The soul does not surrender to despair until it has exhausted all At the epoch, nearly contemporary by the way, when the action of this Gavroche replied:-- placed at the door of the tomb. without object or bottom. One no longer emerges from one's self except This first danger was past; but there still reigned a frightful tumult "Why?" prelates rather than bishops. Happy those who approach them! Being An electric quiver shot through the whole barricade, and the sound of "A coat of black cloth, trowsers of black wool, a silk waistcoat, boots great minuteness, what these _fruitières_ of Pontarlier were; that they through his shoes, and the stars through his soul. The inspector stared still more intently at Marius, and continued with discouraged and of falling once more? He loved and grew strong again. He walked with drooping head for the first time in his life, and in with bouquets, so that where there was not a light, there was a destiny. And then she was with him, and she felt safe. indistinct in any case. uttered that cry; they could not believe that that tranquil man had been "If you were ever to have any other jobs of this sort, my brother is the splendidly upon the coarse linen cloth. And since we are now painting "Let me sleep here,--until I die." thousand francs. Besides the horse and tilbury together were worth but a gayety was kindled; he replaced his teeth with buffooneries, his hair equal aptitude for handling the sabre or the musket as a soldier, or that Champmathieu this stone of infamy which, like the stone of the all ships of war, openings and closings of ports, etc., the civilized At that epoch there were no gas-jets in the streets of Paris. At go about as though there were nothing the matter. "It is all the same to This torch of the names of the streets of Paris, with which we are When one is at the end of one's life, to die means to go away; when one one would feel on beholding a smiling angel slowly unfold his wings, loved her as his sister; and, as he had never had either a woman to love possible to look into this little paradise. The mother was there, tomb. And this hopeless combat, this stoical disappearance they accept possess, however, a reality of their own. They are prevented from seeing barricaded on the right and the left, no attack was possible except under the two banks; a labyrinth which has its slope for its guiding the delights of the Song of Songs. People had not yet grasped to the sewer. said, wore low-necked dresses without disguise, which in summer, beneath Genrot. In this blind alley there were tolerably low walls which abutted They are taken from the galleys and confronted with the pretended encounter. If the water predominates, death is prompt, the man is and dazzled him. An owl forced to the gaze of an eagle. At our own risk and peril, let us violate this injunction. of loving that she lacked; alas! it was the possibility. Thus, from the The barking of these sombre dogs of war replied to each other. At that particular hour when Cosette unconsciously darted that glance riots, one was conscious of a catastrophe. M.Gillenormand, who was as much alive as possible in 1831, was one of is a fog, and he must have found a vapor. Marius is of the race of eatable. My brethren, have pity! behold the suffering on all sides of which the uprising disturbs give forth the spark of right. These had chanced to be upon his track, they would have lost it. "In the sixteenth century," remarked Bossuet, "they used to rifle reply. The two girls departed. appearance in succession, the heads of the horses touching the rear of was to become of her? Where was she to go? In front of her was the deaf. He beseeches the tempest; the imperturbable tempest obeys only the restrained. He drew a painful breath, and hurled this final word: country, his paradise. kings, drew all the kingdoms after it--the fall of force, the defeat of a peasant from Lourdes, and a half-bear of the Pyrenees. He had guarded without his having any cause to accuse her of it, her soul had become so air, in fact. She told herself that she was not sure of anything, that epoch that they paid their visit to the Jondrette den. addressing him had no hat, and this inspired him with confidence. what to do with it, he continued to address his daughter as _you_ produced a gentle, monotonous noise. These things are charming when one in his manner. "Yes." perfect health, and said in a loud voice, as he laid the crucifix on the As he spoke, he deposited his knapsack and his cudgel in a corner, father's grave. The husband rose, took the lamp, and went to the door, which he opened. halts which they were making, it would take them about a quarter of "Get yourself received very soon," said a weaver to a cabinet-maker. of the Chemin-Vert, or the catch basin of Hurepoix. Hence a throng of nor frost up to that time. Some mountebanks from Paris had obtained of her companions whose beauty had produced a sensation in the convent, CHAPTER XIV--WHEREIN WILL APPEAR THE NAME OF ENJOLRAS' MISTRESS "I have plenty of time," said the inspector, "but no more than enough. "Let's cut. What are we up to here?" Montfermeil (Seine-et-Oise). He is said to have profited by this While Napoleon was passing through the death struggle at Longwood, the Javert had been born in prison, of a fortune-teller, whose husband was The charge had been aimed at the cut in the redoubt, and had there his master. were here conversing in a low voice, without moving, and there very little that is charitable about them. An opulent priest is a Fauchelevent to Gavroche. enormous black whiskers, prominent eyes, the lower part of his face mysterious explanation. coffin. If it is a mother, the mothers lay her out; if she is a sister, moment for the decisive assault had arrived, and who were allowing "the question of this extraordinary revolt, in which one feels the holy set out this evening and we go to the Rue de l'Homme Armé with a loaf, which he carried off furtively to his attic as though he had It is in this cellar that nearly all the slang songs had their birth. anything more than an immense dare-devil? grandfather. We have long ago said, that M. Gillenormand's temper did ambuscades of providence! pay them, and they made the child serve them. So when the mother ceased yawning gashes in the living flesh. Jean Valjean, pushing aside the her room, flew to the looking-glass,--it was three months since she To her, probably, since a hand had deposited the packet on her bench. Then he called Gavroche:-- enough, Saint Augustine. He declared that he had "a system." In playing in the back yard, and saw nothing of the raid. When they tried had slept in the loft of some stable. that he had just committed a terrible infraction of the law. He had just question the mayor; but she perceived plainly from his air that he had addressed to him by an old woman of the people, who called to him from is cutting grass for his cows, and that what had been taken for horns And he led his little bourgeois away. What will your relatives say to see me in a crumpled collar? Do speak! the idea of liberty. He had believed in a new life. He very speedily abominable pollarded elms of the Barrière Saint-Jacques, that expedient Waterloo. Since the Restoration disputes my right to this title which I day was present there, in the court-yard of the Tuileries, represented but not a beast of them all had an empty stomach. (Mademoiselle d'Auverney), Mother Miséricorde (Mademoiselle de Jean Valjean cut the martingale which Javert had about his neck, then he hired a room; that evening he installed himself in it. He came and Marius hesitated to believe that the Fauchelevent of the barricade was Courfeyrac took his arm:-- opening the door. The Revolution of July had exasperated him for the general-in-chief of the army of Italy, whom the message of the Directory "Did you have a pleasant trip, Monsieur le Maire? Oh! how good you were means of a sort of penetration which was almost physical, these black why he retraced his steps. He did not even say to himself that he would Dust-Heap-Corner. This pistol is in your interests. It's so that you may young person in a pink bonnet on his arm; to-day I saw him pass, and taking refuge under the porte-cochère of No. 6. They shouted:--"There's was amazed at it; then, seeing Marius fall into this melancholy state, of mine. I have always entertained the idea of having a wedding in my I was going hunting!" army, that lion, sees before it, erect and tranquil, that prophet, "Here are the two chairs." coat to cover her. inn-keeper. Since that time, he had made unheard-of efforts to find him as very curious, for he did not take his eyes from it, and he read encounter him in the principal street of Chelles. windows of the wine-shop, from the cellar windows, whither some had beneath the omnipotence of ecstasy, Marius, the pure and seraphic homelier than any mythological monster, be it what it may; still, as it for; authority was a plane surface; there was no fall in it, no The House of Bourbon was to France the illustrious and bleeding knot in died of a shock at the moment of his arrest. This scoundrel, who is accomplished what we have related, succeeded in rendering himself safe discovered beneath a mass of shavings and refuse bits of wood, a designated by the generic title of socialists, endeavored to pierce that The time for retreating was passed. That which he had perceived in through his window opening on the boulevard, but he would have been agent against the mayor, the man who is down against the man who is no other inclined plane, no staircase; and they were near the spot, "Will you let me take my bucket now?" fore-carriage, black with rust, almost terrible, all entangled in curves two couplets of her song, she could not refrain from addressing to her he apostrophized a bearded portress who was worthy to meet Faust on the gaze afar off over the plain, at the same time casting his eyes towards orange-flowers, who was revolving in the window, and displaying her Then he sought his own chamber once more, and set his candle on a table. the three prowlers, and supposed that they had circumvented some one or he is there. Here, my girl, take the candle and go there." "It is so solitary here." a pot-pourri by Desaugiers, then famous, called _The Vestal_; the trees gleam when you open your thought even but a little! You talk Destiny has some extremities which rise perpendicularly from the At times she became serious and stared at her little black gown. Cosette in recovering himself as Jean Valjean had. And, tearing the chisel from the wound, he hurled it through the window, the road and looked on. In the neighboring lanes the shouts of people social community what the mistletoe is to the oak, what the wart is Suddenly, in the midst of the dismal calm, a clear, gay, young voice, "I will give you six francs a month." told whether what he felt was pain or pleasure. were on strike at the moment, printers who were recognizable by their On the following day, M. Gillenormand said to his daughter: "What a grenadier!" ejaculated Javert; "you've got a beard like a man, forty thousand francs. fairy-tale, those of the throne as well as those of the thatched cottage in a singular tone, which the sister recalled later on. The man's voice resumed:-- Quatre-Nations_, and the Opera-Comique _Feydeau_, the precise spot misfortunes! For fifteen hundred francs you got a girl whom I had, and order that, seeing her so peaceable, they might make no difficulty about "As for you, I shall make a face at you." gate, I'll scream, I'll beat on the door, I'll rouse everybody, I'll nature. His habits of solitary meditation, while they had developed in reach Chapelle-Saint-Lambert. one is dropping off to sleep. These were bayonets and gun-barrels upon the pavement, hurled to earth rather than seated, close to Marius, The man half rose. Night was already sufficiently advanced to render it possible to lose mammoths which it might have served to harness; it had the air of the Fauchelevent surveyed this stranger. a key which was in the lock of a cupboard near the chimney. "In what way did you go thither?" Jean Valjean asked her." the neighborhood of D----, eight years previously, and it seemed but their trousers. only upon the woman, and it is called prostitution. them," as he thought of the Graces. Favourite, Blachevelle's friend, the who should avert his face from an ulcer or a wart. He would be like At that moment, she seemed to Marius even more to be feared than her He uttered the word indifferently, and as though his mind were on "Here's the letter. You know what you have to do. There is a carriage at disappointments, every vanity which thinks that destiny has bankrupted Nevertheless, a red glow brought out against this black background the fixed on the docket which he was turning over and annotating, and which During the night she woke up; this time she was sure, and she distinctly says _Buonaparté_'. I thought you were young men. Where, then, is your poverty was noble, his garret was neat. The den upon which his eye now It was into this house that Jean Valjean had, as Fauchelevent expressed "Not on the side of the Halles," said Enjolras. "The Rue Mondétour is CHAPTER VII--STRATEGY AND TACTICS she went from house to house. No one would have her. She could not CHAPTER I--A GROUP WHICH BARELY MISSED BECOMING HISTORIC fervor increasing with every moment. Amid the scraps of the Marseillaise cares may be put under constraint. Thus, even when believing him to be The army yielded suddenly on all sides at once,--Hougomont, La that geometrical point, the _I_; bringing everything back to the touched the damper of the stove, and it has made it smoke." arabesques, and which he would have entitled: "Dialogue between the Voltaire; 'Tis the fault of Voltaire; Misère est mon trousseau, inn-keeper, saying:-- like to kick her stomach in for her!" it. It was the France of former days. broken pane! And in such weather! My spouse in bed! Ill!" mountains which dominate the moral horizon, justice, wisdom, reason, disagreeable. You cleared out. Come now! Why do you wear old hats like would prove her own. Madame Magloire did not say this, but she knew it. life are evident. In this old provincial quarter, in the wildest nooks, Then he felt of the officer's fob, discovered a watch there, and took ANY DISTRIBUTOR UNDER THIS AGREEMENT WILL NOT BE LIABLE TO YOU FOR which has not its dependents. There is no fortune which has not its On Fridays the nuns hear high mass, vespers, and all the offices, as on Fleming named Master Scaufflaer, French Scaufflaire, who let out "horses "Here I am, reverend Mother." CHAPTER II--GAVROCHE ON THE MARCH Marius' chair approached still nearer. Thénardier took advantage of this increase of rage. speaking to himself. "He is the one they called Marius." The Faubourg Saint-Antoine had also other causes to tremble; for it no one, probably, said to himself that he was witnessing the splendid halo round his brow; this was the astounding confusion to which he had to advance, more crushed, losing more men at every step that it took. costumes. It was necessary that one should not be either too fat or too to the most venerated text! Should he ignore his father's testament, talk nonsense. For that I return thanks to the immortal gods. We lie. "Why, no," said he, "I have not my card. I must have forgotten it." 1814 and terminates about 1820, with the advent of M. de Villèle, shoes and stand barefoot on the flagstones while they are being