interest in the world; another proof that in that ravishing opera called of excitement. The aunt gazed at Marius with a frightened air, hardly CHAPTER II--EMBRYONIC FORMATION OF CRIMES IN THE INCUBATION OF PRISONS the audacity of its mire, and did not admit that the filth should "Well," said she, "they're very poor folks, and it's a hovel where there CHAPTER IV--THE CONVENT FROM THE POINT OF VIEW OF PRINCIPLES advancing. It seems a victor; this dead body is a conqueror. He arrives "Inspector Javert will apprehend the body of the Sieur Madeleine, mayor Marius had reached the Halles. as their city, had returned to darkness, scenting what the good up to the axles, the circingles of the horses were dripping with liquid Que d'être bien mis et d'être amoureux, asleep, rose, came out and identified the man, and opened the gate with Javert himself did not notice that he no longer addressed Jean Valjean to the right, and the other to the left. and then her glance suddenly fell upon the manuscript, and she said to morning, was waiting for them in the street as well as Montparnasse, at the whole room and the unmade bed. Her feet were bare. Large holes denounced her lover, confessed all, proved all. both the things of the law, should have come to such a pass, that both the terrified wrinkle of those brows; hence all those great souls 9th Dragoons. He distinguished himself at Austerlitz in that admirable five leagues. was "an egoist." The whole chamber was bathed in that mist of places which are sparely the shadows held him fast. His feet were cold and dead, but his head scrutinizing herself full-face and three-quarters face in turn. into the night; you are in love, that is a matter of course, I am orders of facts which correspond to each other, which are always where to go." side, as though she was expecting him. Then she sat down again on her hate him? A last, almost selfish thought, and less heroic than the rest, They lost themselves in conjectures. When the poor old woman died, forgotten that door. His glance, calm at first, paused there, remained He was a bourgeois. The same person, perhaps, whom Marius had one day As for Marius, as he allowed them to dress his wounds and care for him, "Eat away." political and civil security, sovereignty, justice, public truth, all "'The good God is more than just,' said my brother. Of what is revolt composed? Of nothing and of everything. Of an grave, firm voice:-- bears away as well as to him whom it strikes! It breaks the one against And he had set out to follow them. From that moment forth he had not crowd loves to behold that monstrous living pile of tinsel rags, half Jean Valjean fumbled in Marius' coat, pulled out his pocket-book, opened "The old man added:-- had been dislodged, Alten put to the sword. Many flags had been lost, Then she raised her arms to heaven, and her white face became ineffable; There, where that lamentable disaster had uttered its death-rattle, When the hearse had driven off, when the priest and the choir boy had understood instinctively, that it was something terrible. the houses. watch o'er the Safety of the Empire," they had come in a solid column, seven little children? It was a sad group enveloped in misery, which was did not make their way to the light, that there was not a ribbon of her people to whom she was indebted made "scenes" and gave her no peace. At last he tossed his head with an air intended to be merely satisfied, him. to her of years gone by, of her childhood, of the convent, of her little my good friend, a gay girl!--Pardieu, yes, the Rue Plumet. It is what "Forty sous." 45th captured; that black Prussian hussar stopped by runners of the one the Abbé of Chaliot, bishop of Saint Claude; the other, the Abbé In the meanwhile, none of the men seemed to see Gavroche, who, during to reading it with avidity, a reading which was often interrupted by living, and they offer to sell you an old woollen stocking filled nearly conceal him. A few moments before they sat down to table, Cosette transfigurations? Come, philosophers, teach, enlighten, light up, think Marius gazed at the old man in amazement. fact in the rostrum, in the month of February, 1827. peaceful, like the reflection of a lamp or of a candle. The window was "Ladies, business is dull. The refuse heaps are miserable. No one throws "My children," said the grandfather, "here you are, Monsieur le Baron indifference to the death penalty, one may refrain from pronouncing upon It was all over with him. Marius loved a woman. His fate was entering dress, that beautiful smooth hair, and she thought, "How happy that doll contemplation, it is doubtful whether he had heard this. strange child, who had about him something of the shadow and of the Egypt, have disappeared one after the other. Why? We know not. What are saves one's self. He seemed prepared to crush that skull or to kiss that at the sky. She had put her louis in the pocket of her new apron. From nurse's breast raise his hand. Ah! you want to get yourselves killed, so "Oysters, cheese, and ham," said Laigle. the insurrection of all Paris; at sunset, revolution. of the Royal Abbey, to give his horses a breathing spell. offered, Jean Valjean let him have his own way, and it seemed to Marius had put himself at the head of twelve hundred men and had pursued the chattered; she stretched out her arms in her agony, opening her hands If there is anything terrible, if there exists a reality which surpasses And he added in an aside, to himself: "Here I am a duenna." associated with the work. You can easily comply with the terms of this deigned to commute his penalty to that of penal servitude for life. Jean first has the whole heavens in his eyes; the last, enigmatical though he it. Madame Magloire alone had frights from time to time. As for the The provincial dandy wore the longest of spurs and the fiercest of courser," the white or tricolored cockade, "the rose of Bellona," the The revolutionary sense is a moral sense. The sentiment of right, once paper he read the following line written that very morning, in large have a brother who is a curé, and his name was something like Pontmarie Is it necessary to emphasize this? Must this melancholy parallelism be will injure yourself. Oh! how happy I am! So our unhappiness is over! I right hand as much as on the left; that he was passing through a death the fair fortunes of Cosette and Marius? Should he render the obscurity LES MISÉRABLES wholly satisfied with himself alone. The poor man trembled, inundated neutral, and it does not permit you to remain neutral. He who sees it one almost immediately encounters a repulsive ruin. There stood on It was her pleasure and her vanity to drag in these names on every old man, a child, a little boy, who was always trembling and mute in the exasperated with grief and uneasiness, like a master who returns home at _Les Quadrins Historiques de la Bible_, edition of 1560; _La Concordance chrysalis who would persist, and who would come to visit his butterfly? seasons between serge sheets and on straw, make no use of the bath, These children did not appear to notice these noises. The little one o'clock, and that gave Blücher time to come up. Why? Because the ground "Except for those who have a silver chin," observed Tholomyès. _thou_, and when they said "citizen." This man was almost a monster. This communicates with the abyss. Highness, but a frank bourgeois from the day he became king; diffuse in the French Revolution; books must cease to be exclusively French, Insurrection, which is speedily exhausted, has only a certain number of CHAPTER III--BABET, GUEULEMER, CLAQUESOUS, AND MONTPARNASSE Petit-Picpus assisting at divine service. That cavern, which was called that monstrous bed of Thebes in which swarmed centipedes fifteen long Polypætes, Astyalus; Polydamas, Otos, of Cyllene; and Teucer, Aretaon. the married pair on the 16th of February, and through his own personal low mass every Sunday. The local deputy, who nosed out all rivalry head of his edition of _Gil Blas_." He went beyond the bench as far as boudoir of which he thought a great deal, a gallant and elegant retreat, drinking-shop rooms,--tables, pewter jugs, bottles, drinkers, smokers; army, it does not count its men, and, as it has Vincennes, it does not At that time, as the reader will remember, it was penal servitude for at its ease; the free press embarrassed it; several arbitrary arrests No one entered; the door did not open. he stepped behind him to smile. He was content, joyous, delighted, cut short, the King amounted to more than royalty. Louis Philippe was a The name of Fantine was well known to him. He remembered that Jean was jealous. It seemed to her that that thin and yellow little man must on his dilapidated boots, and he knew the unjust shame and the poignant things to say than Machiavelli? Is the under side of civilization any himself:-- The door slammed, and the carriage drove rapidly away, ascending the He took from his pocket two small objects which were nothing more than the less, be out of reach with the young girl, and Marius reflected on parrots' roosts piled on top of each other; but he had before him more dismounted, had passed the bridle of his horse over his arm, and with Marius alone, stationed on one side, at the extreme left of the square plots rimmed with box. In three of these, Madame Magloire this hour. I continue. This man has insinuated himself into your All sorts of distress met in this procession as in chaos; here were to silver wire and orange flowers. very brief, and wear drugget chemises for six months in the year, from excellent service as skirmishers: the soldier skirmisher, left somewhat forth from the depths of '89 and '93 were in the air. Youth was on "Do not forget, never forget, that you have promised to use this money to his nature, and you will see! As long as he has for refrain nothing who devour, those who endure evil and those who inflict it. Have these hunger for the light. CHAPTER IV was acquainted with them. Athwart the mysterious words which had been "Is not Monsieur going to his repose?" the Bishop, he had regarded himself as unworthy and had remained humble; the duck. Now, since poultry exists by the side of the bird, I do I occupy another. This is only entered three or four times a year." Restoration, prisoners condemned to death re-entered Paris on the day it was far better that the colonel's sword should be sold at auction, precisely opposite the door of No. 7, and then went away. Jean Valjean Finistère. Plumet, not far from the spot which was then designated as _Combat des Wherever she entered, people felt cold. One day a sister, on seeing her mediocres which is sweet to the majority. Destiny consented to this faubourg, it reared itself like a cyclopean dike at the end of the the idea of liberty. He had believed in a new life. He very speedily was more dense there than elsewhere. It was a pit of mire in a cavern of A lugubrious being was Montparnasse. Montparnasse was a child; less than wide brim, and a long coat of coarse cloth, buttoned to the chin. He the unfortunate, though not rich himself." The good Bishop was perplexed. Sometimes he set out in that direction; under them like a stirrup, which supported their feet. One of them held no doubt. for the mind. There are marvellous relations between beings and things; Madame Magloire made an expressive grimace. furnished in mahogany, which was rather ugly, like all furniture of "Cannons in the courtyard of the Museum! For what purpose? Do you want "That I wish to marry." a "philosopher," the senator who has already been alluded to, said to "Ah! Jesus God!" cried Marguerite. "Why, it is a fortune! Where did you her fichu all in rags, that resembled a bat. "Now let's settle this business. Let's go shares. You have seen my key, "I liked the Duc de Bordeau better." dark side escaped him. Still, in the deserted lanes which lie near the blue trousers, a blue frock coat and a broad-brimmed hat, which always "Never." Cosette was pale, and had fallen at full length on the ground at his Unheard-of conflict! At certain moments the foot slips; at other moments This well where drank so many of the dead was destined to die itself. The point of support, thus encountered in the mire at the supreme Then he blew his nose noisily. them was M. Gillenormand, the other was Comte de Lamothe-Valois, of whom leave town. The second-hand dealer, to whom she was in debt for her CHAPTER VII--THE GAMIN SHOULD HAVE HIS PLACE IN THE CLASSIFICATIONS OF INDIA lower, and with his bust bare in order to facilitate respiration. you will not forget that I am a poor man, you will have me buried in the rather illegitimate species of campaign, which is tolerably ugly but taste for work had really returned to her. She bought a looking-glass, are deserted and the birds are singing. Cosette, a bird herself, liked Mother Gibou's tea. Hullo, here's a glass door." is historical, and the action takes place in Auvergne in the time He took a fold of Cosette's sleeve and kissed it. This is what had taken place that same night at the La Force:-- "Do you permit it?" complaint? first offer of it. Cheap. Twenty thousand francs." him, to prepare himself for slumber by meditation in the presence of agree to the terms of the full Project Gutenberg-tm License. You must same tonsure, wear the same frock, eat the same black bread, sleep on Enlarge It was so sweet to see Cosette, to forget by her side! It alleviated his the fripperies of the eighteenth century passed pell-mell through his Cosette. It seemed to him that he had traversed a tomb, and that he had would not shake, by striking at his existence and his fortune? No one no more than a police spy." "Well?" everything. He was complete. He had in his brain the sum of human "Climb up." once. All hands to work. Surely, the result would answer to the effort. said to him, _"Nisi Dominus custodierit domum, in vanum vigilant qui my peasants, my woods"; who hiss actresses at the theatre to prove that to have abandoned his position, to have changed his front; but nothing the galleys like?" "But this is outrageous!" exclaimed Marius. the universe, and so also do its cock-and-bull stories. Its laugh is the was effaced; he was no longer even Jean Valjean; he was number 24,601. comfort for the benefit of those who suffer and those who are ignorant. She was beautiful in the two ways--style and rhythm. Style is the form more on words than on wine. A sort of prophetic spirit and an afflatus Thénardier set up as a slave-dealer. virgin. even, which are easily alarmed, to the habits and purposes of the here will be performed all the same. When one supports one's relatives Marius gave the door another push, but she retained her hold on it. "Now," pursued Thénardier, "sign it. What's your name?" The stone was still there. "Make haste to bring Cosette." "The wonderful, beautiful girl!" he exclaimed. "And she has so sweet and sufficiently stamped to make them hesitate to touch it. Besides, the those folks" into his carriage; that they had first driven to the Rue indigence, Casimir Périer dead in the exhaustion of his power; political spectres. through the gate, the inhabitant of that Rue Plumet whither Magnon had Fauchelevent. "Give us back our father from Ghent, one has only to make it spell out the date. But we are not in ordinary "The address that you asked me to get!" parts, of depth and ingenuousness. A grave situation being given, he which is indescribable. knocker and rapped. corpses were alive for him. He was like a deaf man whose sight grows "Who?" asked Jean Valjean. went off with the Lark! You had your cudgel in the forest. You were the and it has not been possible to lay hands on it. However that may be, Hougomont injured, La Haie-Sainte taken, there now existed but one all the deaths which he put aside before me, and accepted for himself. from the populace, passed with great noise. rejoined the main body of the army when the enemy's cannon had opened This pathetic crisis of contemporary history which the memory of among the ashes in the fireplace, the forty-sou piece which I stole, A grand family affair for the house of Bourbon; the branch of France still lay stretched out, motionless, on the sofa upon which he had been Thénardier no longer looked like himself; in the course of a few moments CHAPTER VII--THE INTERIOR OF DESPAIR with reference to you, senator. Nevertheless, it is impossible for me Listen, Enjolras has just told me that he saw at the corner of the Rue The moon, entering through the four panes of the window, cast its That Cosette might continue to love him! That God would not prevent suddenly burst out crying. Tholomyès went on:-- fearful uncertainty of the crisis. They recalled the popular ovation hunchback_. confusedly illuminated by the distant reflection of the torch. The senator above mentioned was a clever man, who had made his own way, Jean Valjean found himself in the presence of a fontis. A hollow sound of rebellion rumbled through the group. so one lies on it. You are on the bed of purple, senator." to kill the cat. But now nobody cries any more. Everybody laughs, Montparnasse on the hunt at such an hour, in such a place, betokened millions" were reducible, as we have said, to six hundred and thirty or rendered him deaf to every other thought; he only existed at the hours Excellence of Misfortune each page of which was numbered and bore a few lines in a very fine and midnight, nothing more has taken place; the barricade will not be sealed it was still moist. The message could not have come from a Only once did Cosette make a mistake and alarm him. He rose from his itself into a lion; that does happen, however, and in that lies the "l have told you to find a basket, and a cover for me also." lacets_ (dealers in stay-laces), then _coquers_, then _cognes_; though he might have left the body, but the sewermen would have found leaden cope, which the indifference of the people casts over obstinate caught the unhappy wretches by the throat. They were rivetted and Had the action been begun two hours earlier, it would have been over suddenly impresses itself on the attention of those who hear it? We did not wish to do this for the son! He told himself that if that sword irritation, but had left intact the power of waxing indignant; he had at a distance, feeling that it was impossible to utter a word in the "What is the meaning of this?" demanded Gribier. and I need but one pardon, that of my conscience." consecrated his fortune, evverything, to defend that cause, and to-day enabled, thanks to him, to retain the coffin of Mother Crucifixion under strategy, cost the Fannicot company dear. Before it had traversed two Nothing is small, in fact; any one who is subject to the profound cultivates the grisette, who pays court to the fair sex, who is at Marius had halted for a moment. The Auvergnat was snoring. He remained absent a day or two days at the utmost. Where did he go? No Gavroche disdainfully contented himself, by way of reprisal, with vague, ignorant, pure with the purity of blindness, unconscious, tree a fire was burning, over which three hares were roasting a huntsman looked at the girl with a sensation of comfort. "I do not know in the least," replied Marius. service. extremity, through a glass door, he saw two small, very white beds. and the Pont-Neuf, and that a writing left by this man, otherwise "Well?" newspapers, yellow, faded, and strongly saturated with tobacco. One of in advance would have appeared like a bristling, tattered, and equivocal Simplice in a letter to the deaf-mute Massieu. However pure and sincere were explained; they meant Urbain Fabre; and Ursule was no longer named For Paris is a total. Paris is the ceiling of the human race. The whole Cannot the light penetrate these masses? Let us return to that cry: called me _young fellow_; now they call me _old Fellow_; those are my "You saw only that bearded and that long-haired man?" The boy surveyed her. It was the voice of Jean Valjean. being, who was uneasy and trembling beneath a ragged blouse, and the talking; he gave, in order to get rid of the necessity for smiling. The CHAPTER I--A GROUP WHICH BARELY MISSED BECOMING HISTORIC not yet carry elegance to the length of doing like the English nobility, either too much or too little; this does not enlighten me upon the than women! Nobody at No. 17. It's nothing but a big carriage gate! No "The gentleman on the third floor?" you have not seen a certain person--a man--this evening? He has escaped; The poor child passively held her peace. that particular evening, in exquisite interlacement, two little girls; This poor fellow occasionally let slip inconsiderate remarks, which the The barricade was saved. what I do not choose to write, that you can make me say what I do not same trip, but he no longer completed it, and, perhaps without himself Jean Valjean set the two candlesticks on the chimney-piece, where they arrived at the following conclusion: "That ninny is madly in love with CHAPTER III--MARIUS ATTACKED German light-horse, and on his left, Trip with the Belgian carabineers; sepulchre in the midst of Paris! What was this strange house? An edifice "There's a brat as big as my fist who tells lies as big as the house," and just as it is true to say that in large cities the sun makes the a throng of innocent voices spoke sweetly to the soul, and what the obliged to go to Arras; and without having the least in the world made What was he to do? Discharge the pistol? Place all those scoundrels in all, in the following manner. We transcribe here a note made by his own the appearance of continuing a conversation. The whole effect was did not stop to deliberate when it was a question of thrusting himself possible between these men who appeared to the eye as the flower of the vicious: I was a block of wood; I became a firebrand. Later on, Through the darkness, he vaguely perceived something which appeared the _Sergeant of Waterloo_, one evening in the spring of 1818, would an address: _M. Barge, collector of rents, Rue du Roi-de-Sicile, No_. He set out at rapid pace. He found himself most opportunely armed, as he friends of those bygone days. of her husband, turned to say:-- this point it was merely an affair of a misdemeanor. But here is where The voice which had summoned Marius through the twilight to the "But we must live, we must eat--" The man looked at Cosette's poor little red feet, and continued:-- pacing to and fro. He paused before a mirror, and remained motionless. footsteps, to the well, but when he had grasped the chain, he could not "Well," said she, "there is no more water!" A momentary silence ensued. catastrophe had arrived sooner than he had dared to hope. The being who It was indispensable that all should be ended on the following day, that destiny; so long as the three great problems of the century--the Cosette had but a confused recollection of her childhood. She prayed Father Gillenormand had seated himself, with a beaming countenance, the bride come to the house to do the courting like this." But Marius' himself and to make an end of it. He pushed open the door, entered the him. He passed the entire day with him, forgetful of food and sleep, "You see," said the doctor, "how excited you become. So long as you are Seine in a boat, and proceeding from Passy on foot they reached the evidently with no further thought of anything connected with this life. meant April 15th, 1832. Under each capital letter were inscribed names and the fetter on your leg. This masterpiece finished, this prodigy It was a beloved, sometimes an adored, voice. No one was visible. Hardly proceeding from behind these shutters, and saying:-- In 1827, Marius had just attained his seventeenth year. One evening, on Listolier, to others perhaps, to idleness. How could she make such nails garden with an iron fence, in the Rue Plumet. It is in the neighborhood two words, informed Javert of what had taken place at Arras. The order "A living person." Marius had but one thought,--to gaze once more on that sweet and in his path this curious moment of contemporary history; he has been and fee to the coachman and all! I spoke to both the porter and the Hougomont alone cut down, slashed to pieces, shot, burned, with their deal; it was very little. In three or four weeks, Marius had devoured and who possessed the gravity of functionaries. published an edition of Voltaire, with the following title: _Works of I don't belong to the religion of that oath. Woman is forgotten in it. bergère; Car c'est dans sa prunelle J'adore son jupon, and three wounded. been won and ended at two o'clock, three hours before the change of separated the memory of this man from the memory of his father, and something to eat and a bed? Have you a stable?" beginning of civilization, useful in the reduction of the brutal by the punished. in Paris, which cannot be found in any other capital. To this end, two always present and will not be forgotten. She is there with her brutal He made no reply. He appeared to be absorbed in thought. angels. have neither father nor mother, and what is to become of your three The hospital was badly endowed; he founded six beds there. M. sur M. is good day, which is in fact full of grace. honest mud. Scapin's false nose is its next-door neighbor. All the cold. Good! You have dressed up. You have done well! You must inspire vagabonds of the cross-roads, those who sleep at night in a desert of have not upheld me. Monsieur my father, monsieur my husband, you are charming threat of flying low. He who was there aspired to happiness; the substitution was effected in the most simple manner in the world. distinguishes the leonine from the aquiline race. He was at that period encountered him, a joyous sound became audible. A couple of paces distant, at the foot of the hedge on the other side, the candle extinguished, he felt himself invisible. Then he took "This is the first: he did not rob M. Madeleine, because it is Jean "Ah, good God!" he exclaimed, "it's one of them!" Academy; through the glass door of the neighboring hall of the library the kind which a man recognizes when he has once beheld it; it did not wretch" seemed difficult to her. under ten years of age, without a mother being found in Montfermeil stamped heroism on that countenance upon which God had imprinted Courfeyrac invited him to breakfast at the Café Voltaire on the was never fastened, either by night or by day, with anything except the agents, by a roundabout way, to guard that issue. A patrol which was dreams, which possibly arose from the fact that her little bed was very it was a terrible moment; visible demons with their masks removed, but in that fog there was one immovable point, one clear and precise reasons for the others not remaining. The generous quarrel began afresh. reason for being unjust towards God." upright. I said to this man, 'What garden is this? Where am I?' The man reckoning in the pains of the heart. And so it goes on. One cloud is "What is your name?" said the man. accompanied by Cosette and Toussaint had installed himself in the Rue de larded roast beef, as Curtillus invented roast hedgehog, we see the have resembled a cross superposed on a wheel. As the alleys all ended "Something." judged for the old crime." In the face of this accusation, in the face flashed up. Combeferre watched the masterpiece of Louis XVIII. burn CHAPTER II--MADELEINE inward music of love; never had Marius been more captivated, more happy, CHAPTER III--QUADRIFRONS "I only ask one thing," said Bigrenaille, "and that is, that I may not out, seven hundred francs. He lived on it. How? Not so badly. We will those good old times, "when the people loved their kings." The present Jean Valjean with some difficulty, but without relaxing his hold for a Legion. Pompey was not destined to weep on that occasion, but it is wild that the nightingale is not heard there once in fifty years. Your Italy is no more exempt from the evil than is our France. Your And he added in an aside, to himself: "Here I am a duenna." in his genius. To beat in squares, to pulverize regiments, to break loopholes firing at once a shower of grape-shot and balls, and Soye's resumed:-- Five o'clock struck. Then the sister heard her say, very low and gently, head!' So he goes up to rat-ridden garrets, to black holes, as high as Martin Verga. The old woman straightened herself up in a fury. _court-side_, and _garden-side_, the beadle's _Gospel-side_ and soul, than our unpremeditated and boundless aspirations towards your surprise?' At the same time our parents keep writing to us. CHAPTER VIII--THE ARTILLERY-MEN COMPEL PEOPLE TO TAKE THEM SERIOUSLY can talk the most superb twaddle for six hours by the clock, watch in to tell her anything, since she knew nothing herself except that she had morrow Jean Valjean bestowed on Marius that glance which Marius at last accomplices, probably some prowlers of the barriers, among others a cure? To have himself nailed up in a case and carried off like a bale They found on him a little round card pasted between two pieces of from the groundfloor, traversed all four stories, cut the dormitories, In one of the jolts, the whiffle-tree broke. Men and deeds were brought to judgment there. They jeered at the age, in particular, which belonged, in truth, to another order, the black uttered in his presence. What was he to do? His father had just been all he had in his soul could now be said only to the tomb. Oh! if his needed for its performance. At the moment when one expects it the least, hideous invention of I know not whom. It lasts no time at all, and is And turning to Madame Hucheloup, he added:-- friends, the appeal which would, she thought, lead him to the barricade. accusation said: "We have in our grasp not only a marauder, a stealer the service of the convent and take his daughter with him; but that, as drops on the latter's face. Marius' eyelids did not open; but his half- "Say that it is well, and that I am coming down." there, persists there. No one has gone out of them for four and twenty followed, then a third, then a fourth; seven chariots made their living, and may his presence in our midst render the barricade fellow of thirty was counselling a young one of eighteen, and explaining "Get up." mutual equilibrium, oscillate before you as it does before us? Where is was hoping for, this will kill me on the spot. I am too old, I am a million for the town and its poor. any noise. It was high time. A moment later he heard Ma'am Bougon take from head to foot. Polypus-Hole. Science and superstition were in accord, in horror. The child's flight. The breath heaved his chest at long and irregular it in accordance with its fancy, it dips into it hap-hazard, and it this age the device: 'Dirty Cleanliness.' Don't be vexed, Marius, give received from the State, in his quality of bishop, a salary of fifteen tremble together, and we fall asleep. If the devil were to enter this "I have said _thou_ to you. Tell your husband that this shall not happen "Poor Cosette!" he murmured, "when she finds out . . ." any woman as much as a tulip bulb, nor any man as much as an Elzevir. departure, you ruffian, and at that moment I will count out to you that there is a little valise to which you are attached, I have fixed accomplish the will of providence; they perform a religious act. At the CHAPTER I--MARIUS, WHILE SEEKING A GIRL IN A BONNET, ENCOUNTERS A MAN IN divine semi-nudity, having at the present day lost her shape under the convict had fallen into the sea. And every step was a danger. The proof of it is, that on emerging from "Mother," said the child, "look there!" Well, Enjolras has no woman. He is not in love, and yet he manages to be Marius, as though the sentiment of duty had returned to him, and, recalled his aunt, the ten louis, and the account which he had let mysteries out of one's hand when one has once grasped them. The he thought, "but what a lamentable family in distress!" pupil dilates in the dark, and the soul dilates in misfortune and ends other." the gossips say, as they looked at her child: "Who takes those children She spoke thus, rent in twain, shaken with sobs, blinded with tears, CHAPTER I--THE CONVENT AS AN ABSTRACT IDEA "What is this dead-room?" of Valois. measure, and in spite of the souvenir which we have just recalled, the his back, and fastened him to that celebrated post in the middle of the "That is true." said to me:-- to an unhappy soul. "Quick! get off that bed, you lazy thing! will you never do anything? him; she was making a visible effort to be calm and "very good," as she things that were lying there. You say, Jean Valjean, Jean Mathieu! I pistols after firing them; but he had caught sight of the barrel of A galley-slave sacred! A convict who could not be touched by the law! Mother Hucheloup did not appear to understand very clearly the benefit there; the Pantheon for some of us: all falls into the great hole. End. the hand, and together they directed their steps through the that yawning pocket. This was the last drop of anguish. probably not forgotten,--little Cosette. It will be remembered that indescribable accent:-- each other. If people did not love each other, I really do not see what among so many austere hours, one hour of ingenuousness. The little ones I am well dressed and ugly." She was then wearing a plush hat and her This astonishes me on the part of Henri IV. My friends, long live women! window into the street, that the government collected a fine of a better off with him than with me." "Yes, you shall have her, that pretty little girl of yours. She comes being cast into the water, would suffice to nourish the world. "I am very sorry--" Fantine returned home. She was furious, and related the occurrence to CHAPTER III--SLANG WHICH WEEPS AND SLANG WHICH LAUGHS this girl was odious to him; it was she who had his five francs, it was first is dark, the second is black. I am in love with you, mademoiselle. It's perfectly simple. It is your The cart was free. He replied with a smile:-- They bear only first names. All are bowed beneath the equality of of the garret, through which the light fell, was precisely opposite creature who walks along, holding in her hand the key to paradise "Above all things, don't lose the letter! remember that you carry two it was impracticable outside and in. the man-cat, and the man-fox of the presence of the man-lion. He added with a strange expression, and as though he were exerting an little, but not much, because she was so young, and that she had been his head above the water now and his two arms holding up Marius. In the "Yes." there was nothing in the garden. That which had menaced, that which had door of the priest should always be open." mother, not a very prepossessing woman, by the way, though touching Se sont envolés dans les cieux profonds!