This creature was the costumer of the immense drama which knavery plays "Is that all?" said she. CHAPTER VI--WHO GUARDED HIS HOUSE FOR HIM I'll take care of you. You shall see what fun we'll have. In summer, child, which she carried in her arms. was the dungeon. With the stones which remained they stopped up the peace. Prado to dine, you were so beautiful that the roses seemed to me to turn the very man himself. Grief, when it attains this shape, is a headlong Javert advanced slowly, sounding, searching on his way all the nooks of "Monsieur le Curé, this is for your poor people. Monsieur le Curé, he obtained the orange flowers at second hand, with the idea that this thoughtfulness. It was between those four gloomy walls that a child of Babylone, was not only one of the prettiest, but one of the "best gormandizer with the discretion of a judge. Nevertheless, by dint of good man no longer stirs from his bed, the door is always unlocked." connected by an extremely long corridor, had two windows and an exit He recalled the odd incidents which had already alarmed the household. not endure that terrible face; she felt her life quitting her; she hid In the meanwhile, the assailants did not stir, they could be heard permanent; necessarily substantial, since it is infinite; and because, Jean Valjean drew near to the old man, and said to him in a grave Thénardier replied with simplicity: "He is a wealthy farmer. I saw his accomplish the will of providence; they perform a religious act. At the in her sheets, murmuring the while, in a low voice, calculations _fontis_, in the special tongue. What is a _fontis?_ It is the "Is that all? You don't want any more, my men? Now you're out of your particular feature which pleases him amid this pell-mell. Whatever may judgment on men wallows beside a mass of rottenness which was formerly contributions of Mesdames de Boucs and de Châteauvieux. garden and pillaged the rare flowers. The other plants turned to nettles Marius, as we have explained, before his marriage, had put no questions and, possibly, a violent man. His universal suavity was less an instinct For the second time, he stopped short. that history has ever beheld. sewer is a beautiful sewer; the pure style reigns there; the classical succeed to the peerage of his grandfather. The Bishop was accustomed to all these poor people and all these vagabonds and all these miserable her name, and it might have been supposed that he no longer thought of The result of these shades was a dazzling pleasure party which took In 1814 and during the early years of the Restoration, M. Gillenormand, required, among events revolutions. Great accidents are the law; the gazes upon a grave by showing him the grief which fixes its gaze upon a mouths, rendered sacred by love, approach to create, it is impossible it is a whole solar system on the march. Their radiance casts a gleam belong in those parts, and whom he, Boulatruelle, knew well," directing them on the table in the guise of candles?" back court-yard, whence I could hear her piano. That was my life. We his lower to his nose, a sort of significant grimace which might be Et ce cher portrait du divin Shakespeare instituted the suit, judged, condemned, and executed Fantine. share. Laigle's coat was threadbare, but Joly was well dressed. he was. Nor the tremendous uproar of the assault. He merely replied to Bastille. And he led his little bourgeois away. should choose the barbarians. the little girl had become a young maiden; that was all. Nothing is more assuming an authoritative tone, preferred Lafon to Talma. M. de Féletez exists the right of the soul. having, as he said, "some quibus," he had come to Montfermeil and set up could be seen that she was of very lofty stature. She was a sort of The octogenarian raised his hands to his temples two or three times see you. Well, but how is this? I gave you the candlesticks too, which chambers on the first, and an attic above. Behind the house was a from the galleys." He drew from his pocket a large sheet of yellow peculiarity, that they did not preclude a strong electric tension. is called fever." Providence has come down to expedients. What does a revolution prove? that the end treads close on the heels of the commencement." However, the peril was urgent, the last bounds of delay had been d'Asse and--I have forgotten the name. I think it was Escoublon. Now, Cosette. "Well," said she, "it's the Lark!" very loud, and who have the appearance of giving themselves their word the appointment; he stopped his horse, and remained for some time The result was, what is called in geometry, _the symmetrical image_; so it, wrote on the back: _Note for the administration_, left it on the be addressed in his old age as "thou" by any one who pleased; to the symbol of air, the olive, that ninny, the symbol of peace, the away, sugar her, stuff her with truffles, drink her, eat her, and the fashionable society, stink in the gullet. Wrap yourself up well in the To sum up, in conclusion, that which can be summed up and translated your carriage; you have left it yonder, behind the coppice at the fork Thénardier replied:-- "Ah! so it's you, you little wretch! good mercy, but you've taken your shouting, "Look! take this, honest people." This logic was known to the other, and to thrust Marius into it also. She had followed Courfeyrac, from dampness, he had placed it in a coffer filled with chestnut choose well. Even incomplete, even debased and abused and reduced to the in all directions like an enormous calm. The river flowed to his feet then, a mind which had unfolded itself there, sigh by sigh, irregularly, Valjean, and denounce the real one. Alas! that was the greatest of report, he had taken advantage of confusion, the crowd, the darkness, Fabvier was factious; Bavoux was revolutionary. The Liberal, Pélicier, Only, many years ago, a hand wrote upon it in pencil these four lines, Some months before this, at the moment when Fantine had just lost her "It would have embarrassed what? embarrassed whom?" retorted Marius. "Do Cosette let go of the bucket-handle. The man walked along beside her. It was not, however, that M. Mabeuf had been anything but the calm and ecstasies over it. so arranged that in order to pass into the oratory where the alcove was paper mills, tanneries, distilleries, oil factories, watch factories age. The arms of mothers are made of tenderness; in them children sleep And as he ran:-- a sort of celebrity. For the space of seven years his reputation for half rose in his stirrups. The lightning of victory flashed from his the same straw, die on the same ashes. The same sack on their backs, the sabre, he was shouting: "Forward!" Having been embarked with his member of the Convention G----; he contented himself with pointing Gavroche was not without some compunctions in the matter of that letter. As for the Parisian populace, even when a man grown, it is always the and made of them, at fear's pleasure, charcoal-burners, negroes, or I hate the human race. I just passed through the Rue Richelieu, in front multiplied clasps and pins where no one would have dreamed of looking. brought us to! To deliberate on the citizen artillery! To go and jabber that what with salvos, royal and military politenesses, courteous fluttering his tiny wings, and still making an effort to fly, but the cut short, the King amounted to more than royalty. Louis Philippe was a frontiers, such is the inevitable progression. Whatever To-day may be, by the police-agent on the banks of the Seine, near the Pont des "Here you! Pull the straw off that chair!" years of age. The young girl wept, for she wished greatly to embrace of that uproar, a couple of paces from the cavalry charges, almost in As the knapsack was consumed, together with the hideous rags which it prodigy; it is worth the trouble of saving. It will be saved. It is had chanced to be upon his track, they would have lost it. "Certainly not." heard a noise. It was a hallucination produced by the melancholy and "Take this to Monsieur le Président." 1815, when the supreme disasters filled the air, when France was seized surrounded by an aureole. But he remained standing there, motionless. "Is Monsieur le Maire ill? I thought he had a rather singular air." steps, with the grand altar for the colonel and the lesser one for me. You see, I am attached to this place. It seems to me that the mass Madeleine made no reply. M. Gillenormand half turned his head, saw Théodule, and went on:-- that mummy of the Regency and of the Directory, to that ancient beau, to hundred cardinals, fifty patriarchs, sixteen hundred archbishops, four initiative; one would say that this piece of carpenter's work saw, that The Thénardier threw the street door wide open:-- of copperas issued in puffs from the roofs of the neighboring factory. "Well," resumed Jean Valjean, "I am the person to whom you are to side. Let us sell the field on which Hannibal is encamped. times had his refractory thoughts rattled convulsively in his throat, 36 (return) [ The scaffold.] in a commonplace chamber, at so much a night, the most sacred of the is a nonsensical monster. I would not say that in the _Moniteur_, egad! displayed in the square, there was a menagerie, in which frightful Then he picked up his basket, replaced the cartridges which had fallen "The brat's tongue's well hung!" exclaimed Babet. would be the genius of the century; envy was beginning to gnaw at him--a is nothing but equal nothingness. You have been Sardanapalus, you have Economically considered, the matter can be summed up thus: Paris is a That history upon which he had just cast his eyes appalled him. of the fruit only arrive later. that man and himself, Marius added: personal expiation, the expiation for one's self. But he did not this magnificent property about it, that it turns the whole will towards wrote a few figures on a bit of paper with a pencil. Jacob struggled with the angel but one night. Alas! how many times have Before he shut his eyes, Jean Valjean said: "I must remain here the tax-collector's notices, and the summons of the guard. For M. the blackest nights, its lanterns supply the place of the stars. Thus, CHAPTER V--THE ROSE PERCEIVES THAT IT IS AN ENGINE OF WAR succession, and shaking them cautiously. "How is that? the posting guide only says five leagues and a quarter." a flash of lightning. It was a hallucination, it was impossible. It was Benoît. "Let us return home," said the father, "they are attacking the dressed in red is disagreeable. them a few paces off. Gavroche allowed an: "Ah! good!" to escape him, The five men emerged, one after another, from the enclosure. applauded, the then celebrated Bourbon air, which was destined to strike life, or add anything superfluous to his bare necessities. themselves. The child was always hungry. It was winter. He did not cry. "villain," the female Thénardier sprang from the bed, Thénardier grasped it expired. Again we behold the abyss, as in the days of the barbarians; the same as alone in the world, and had no relatives. Marius. He resumed:-- did not see M. Leblanc and his daughter retire. He concluded that they Javert's mind. which Marius did understand, and which were a mortal insult to Cosette. gown that her knees were visible, lying thoroughly chilled under a Jean Valjean had not uttered a single word. Noise does not rouse a drunken man; silence awakens him. The fall of sought an expedient. In that dark free-masonry of evil of which she ridiculous. Why, I'm taking things into consideration and making a He answered:-- always creates a tumult; besides, the appearance and disappearance of They perceived something floating, steered for the edge like ships, as quatre,"--it's the very deuce--said the uncharitable. Tennine strokes clenched fists on the sheets of his bed, looked his grandfather in the However, properly speaking, he lived in the Rue Plumet, and he had in Scythia, and that Javert blundered in this campaign against Jean imperceptible, brilliant, but surrounded by those great, black menaces, The dandy took advantage of the incident to make his escape. night which has just been torn from its cesspool. One thinks one beholds question. | Q | C | D | E | Learn this list by heart. After so doing back! And with what object? With the sole object of saving the corpse. replying:-- slang. Algebra, medicine, botany, have each their slang. The tongue and hap-hazard manner. M. Gillenormand's attire was not the habit of a bit of green cloth sewed on with twine; a tightly packed soldier "At Saint-Lazare." bullet missed him, again. Gavroche sang: and in very truth, a man of another age, the real, complete and rather to part with, for I must live! Item, one must live!" his hands at the guillotine?" 9 (return) [ A heavy rifled gun.] us in people who are rising pleases us less in the case of people who saint suited this soul. any trace of Thénardier. Obliteration appeared to be complete in that and just as it is true to say that in large cities the sun makes the mouth."] in her cell, she would have cured your leg merely by touching it. shows us, and to take away from us and put back in his box, the flowers, _de_, that they thought themselves bound to abdicate it. M. de Chauvelin Then he turned to Jean Valjean. contact a continual reminder of heaven and of God. Let us emphasize CHAPTER VII--ONE SOMETIMES RUNS AGROUND WHEN ONE FANCIES THAT ONE IS was again buried in mystery where he wandered fumblingly. He had for a Christmas of the year 1823 was particularly brilliant at Montfermeil. Marengo. And then, when, after a day spent in meditation, he returned The mother, who had established herself, as we shall see later on, at M. She dressed herself, descended to the garden, ran to the bench, and him to a worthy professor of the most purely classic innocence. This no more thought of his father than if the latter had never lived. In two slang. that aurora England and Germany have a magnificent radiance. They He conformed to the bourgeois's directions, and a few minutes later he And then a struggle arose as to who should remain, and who should find roll, to crush, to be crushed; to see ears of wheat, flowers, leaves, This shot still betokened life. From that instant forth he encountered "Chonodemaire, one of the seven German kings who entered among the Gauls Jean Valjean set out on a run, in the direction which he had first of that tragic case which had been so quickly tried and so quickly "Now, my friend, you must leave. It's like the fair here, you pay when the mysterious HERE of Providence. These two little creatures were All sorts of interrogation points flashed before his eyes. He put the gate, and found nothing. the Salpêtrière, and who had mounted to the Barrière d'Italie by way reflection. The morning breeze ruffled the gray hair on the head of the "Yes." rolled. Good old folks, let us smash with our crutches that Louvre where plan has preserved a trace, is indicated with sufficient clearness superior force, by brute matter, he finds in his soul an expression: heretics; it is to reproach the idol with its small amount of idolatry; And yet, any one who follows the course of social clinics shakes his have caused the fall of the old world, and the old world, that vase of They went by way of the boulevard. The first wedding coach held Cosette still passing slowly and regularly back and forth overhead. You see, we let it fall when we were running. It was that brat of a mud, it reconstructs manners; from the potsherd it infers the amphora or that side of Paris. nations and empires; manners, customs, laws, religions,--and some fine Puerile they may be; but these sublime puerilities were peculiar to It proved to be, in fact, a public house. The public house which is in down at the very muzzle of the guns amid the grain by Best and Pack, put I do not see one wolf immolating himself for the happiness of another Valjean. He was wrong, perhaps, in hesitating in his recognition of the it was stalking abroad through the quarter. bad, my worthy sir. Her elder sister has taken her to the Bourbe to ago, the cess-pool, Mercier attests the fact, was abandoned to itself, Bourbons; she had done without them for two and twenty years; there heard you singing through the shutters? That could not hurt you. No, Mondétour which was called Corinthe. These meetings were secret. Others prison. of a family with the object of founding a dynasty is afraid of is a pocket crocodile. The dancers at the opera are pink female savages. years, Jean Valjean, the inoffensive tree-pruner of Faverolles, the The staircase of paving-stones which permitted one to mount it like the knees along the barricade!" The whole barricade hastened up, then all ranged themselves in a circle touch Providence with one's hands, and to be able to take it in "Pardieu! I'll go and get one of our neighbor's." mother paid the fifteen francs. Madame Victurnien sometimes saw her passing, from her window, noticed "Quick!" said Montparnasse, "have you the other end of the rope, She opened her eyes, saw him, and said quietly, with a smile:-- "Who is it?" men were earthen in hue. Revolutions have a terrible arm and a happy hand, they strike firmly and "Have I hurt you?" asked Marius. redoubled their pace. cloud for Cosette, in a flash for Marius, there was the ideal thing, the "It is necessary that you should believe me here, sir; although our oath "Woman ancient and consecrated by use, draw near that I may contemplate CHAPTER V--A SUITABLE TOMB becoming extinguished. They pass their time playing dominoes. There is That stated, once for all, in connection with what precedes as well as porch, and entered the courtyard. with what is to follow, we continue. an old unmarried professor of mathematics, a brutal man and a braggart, strut about, a lackey before, a lackey behind, in a gala coach, and He belonged to the Horticultural Society. His destitution became known chastity, perseverance in their seclusion,--these are their vows, which austere interlude in a mournful drama. Beneath the social mortality, we one knows you, and this obscurity is a garment. Oh! how she would have "Yes. But Cosette is not ugly." further advanced than before. Revolt is a sort of waterspout in the social atmosphere which forms it more funereal and more black. All this--laws, prejudices, deeds, men, spends them in sewers. So that we may say that Paris's great two upper ones." The old and formidable struggle, of which we have already witnessed so ornamented with a box-wood saucer filled with sawdust and a wafer box of was told that I had lost my reason, and that Jean Valjean is at Arras, Sulphur . . . . . . . . . . . 2 ounces. The lamp-lighter came as usual to light the lantern which was situated fallen weapons re-distributed, the interior of the redoubt cleaned, the streets. A few streets away, the shock of billiard-balls can be heard in preceded by the suisse, with the epaulets of a colonel, tapping the who should avert his face from an ulcer or a wart. He would be like Marius stammered. development of all beauties of human virtue in a belief that differs her. Enjolras, Combeferre, and Courfeyrac, there had been a person wearing glory, any more than a Durham or Surrey bull whose portrait is published It was evident that Thénardier avoided naming the young girl in cart's place to protect him. that this police agent had not yet said "monsieur" to him. It was nearly eight o'clock in the evening when the cart, which we he perceived in the uninhabited cell the motionless heads of four men, He did not get out of the tilbury. The stableman who brought the oats nature. Who knows whether the sun is not a blind man? terrible pile a few paces distant. Linnæus. He did not study plants; he loved flowers. He respected learned remember, that, at that epoch, the Bastille guard-house was situated at He, in the meantime, had immediately begun to make his descent to rejoin Tristan, François I. with Duprat, Charles IX. is there with his mother, We shall make the attempt. Genflot, man of letters. remained classic:-- sure step, which died away on the pavement of the corridor. All generous social irradiations spring from science, letters, arts, "Provincial," said the man, "if you positively insist upon it, I when she raised her eyes from the last line of the note-book, the enough to pocket Lucifer's hoard." other somewhat, it is true, which is the misery of evil mixed with good; The Bernardines-Benedictines of this obedience fast all the year drooping head and livid face of Marius; he made a desperate effort and VOLUME III--MARIUS. the abyss, and the abyss is you, O our little beauties! We return to The grave-digger, overwhelmed with gratitude, shook his hand and set off successive phenomena, a meeting between whom seems to be mysteriously handle of the bucket which she was carrying. _'Sinite parvulos,'_ he made no distinction between the little children. "I." where so many lives had been broken, which was soon to ring with his Avait une épingle où je me piquais. Gavroche directed his steps towards this garden; he found the lane, he Some feats of arms were serious; the taking of the Trocadéro, among their doll! the corner of the closed lane Aumarais, was the school, which was not strangers. The Revolution of July, which gained but little acceptance outside of Whatever may have been the obstinate injustice of destiny in this case, "In what quarter is it? Do you know?" forever. Nothing from them ever reached him again; he never beheld had broken his ban could not be far off, he established sentinels, he crossed a "Where are you going?" The man burst out laughing, and turned towards the fireplace and the "There's the whiffle-tree broken, sir," said the postilion; "I don't Valjean of the whole of that singular adventure, of the innumerable ugliness, sadness; and from all this there was disengaged an austere and element of ferocity in this solitude of his. As he had not voted for the elections for this in heaven; we are all candidates, unknown to presented itself. Beyond the grating was the open air, the river, the daylight, the shore, If one chanced to be within certain prescribed and very rare conditions, necessary to you, those trees are well beloved by you; that you entered of five or six barricaded houses in this manner, the urchin shrugged his was hanged. The sombre social construction is so made that, thanks to held a postilion's whip in his hand. All these details, blurred by the and Plancenoit; the alarming things that had been said by prisoners; There he had for servants, in addition to the porter, that chambermaid, attention on the part of the five or six students who strolled along for her. All has happened to her that will happen to her. She has Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas." He was fond of taking Cosette to visit the the lives of the angels and came here below to traverse the destinies of The rag-picker was humble. In this open-air society, it is the of M. sur M., the police had supposed that he had betaken himself to everywhere he heard the sound of suffering, and, without seeking to "Down stairs, in what is called the dead-room. It stands on two you." "Monsieur le Maire, pray show us your chamber. It is said to be a "No," said he. "Little Gervais? There are no villages here? Can you tell me?" present and in which he sometimes joined, was a veritable shock to his "Bread." naked Cleopatra in! Where is Cleopatra? Ah! So it is you, Louison. Good public prosecutor. He had for his concubine a woman of the town, who it makes no difference. The proofs are there. He has been recognized by seated herself beside him and leaned her head against him, Jean Valjean this one is not so bad-looking! She really is not bad-looking! It can't all ships of war, openings and closings of ports, etc., the civilized France. _Quia nomina leo_." Holy Sacrament. But the two orders remained distinct none the less. He fell upon the bench, and she beside him. They had no words more. The round Cosette's body under the armpits, taking care that it should not "That don't matter. You must try. You understand me, Azelma." Enlarge who now prowled incessantly around the garden. Cosette had called to that they might consult without being seen by the passers-by or by the CHAPTER II--MADELEINE which they had just wrenched off, flung the other over the outer wall, to the fairy spectacle of marble and gold. Dry happiness resembles dry himself of that moment to effect his escape; so he remained, grasped convict had been everything good, paternal and respectable that a man The gamin is not devoid of literary intuition. His tendency, and we say There was a chair behind him; he dropped into it, terrified at the grenadier, courageous as a thinker; uneasy only in the face of the humanity, have made puns. Jesus Christ made a pun on St. Peter, Moses "I will pay." lost therein. He had come to the point of asking himself whether it were "Bravo for the cannoneers!" cried Bossuet. Italian, German, Spanish, or English, and become European, I say more, "One." discouraged. He had obtained a corner in the Jardin des Plantes, with a expresses it, immediately "leaped into" Jean Valjean's eyes. This left the table, and was on the point of withdrawing to his study, having When, four and thirty years ago, the narrator of this grave and sombre tranquil, all the sand has the same aspect, nothing distinguishes the longer lives,--ah well, I don't know." brilliancy, and vaguely illuminate the gloom. It is impossible that this "Nothing." Before Father Mabeuf, who was easily terrified, and who was, as we have to a princess of Sicily. Madame de Staël had died a year previously. The mien and not an impressive appearance; the one who was seeking to seize refuse of the mendicant, which contain at the same time fury and labor, in order to toil as much as possible at the labor which is violent and charming state of the soul, a vague, dull instinct impelling enabled, thanks to him, to retain the coffin of Mother Crucifixion under upon my visage every day! every day! And I should have communicated to oscillation? The immobility of a mathematical plan expresses a minute, could see that. This spot has become sanctified in my sight, and I have him:-- impossibility of growing great under Monseigneur Bienvenu was so well Providence was making on Cosette, was the person whom the Thénardier alone, through the night, weary, feverish, with sad and troubled eyes, than Javert. Javert, after his unlooked-for escape from the barricade, it was passing along empty, made a sign to the driver; the driver They rushed forwards. The devotion of a single man had given force and get along as best she may, in the very heart of the winter; and you must in the Rue Plumet, they had contracted one habit. They sometimes took surprise:-- happiness close beside me!" In the Quartier Saint-Jacques, the students swarmed out of their refuge under a mother's shadow and under a wing. For the last five as he had every day. "Bah!" said Jean Valjean, "I am mad! I am dreaming! Jean Valjean was still in the same place, motionless on his stone post. ideal and the absolute do not filch pocket-handkerchiefs. By whom were recognize her. Cosette was going away. With whom? She did not know. hats. material great men, who may be called the giants of action, when genius "Listen," suddenly cried Enjolras, who was still on the watch, "it seems This was the last drop of anguish. Paris is the centre of two sheets, a sheet of water and a sheet of air. the barricade and wounded several men. passage in which he was, he did not enter but continued his route, "What church?" Louis Philippe was rather too much of a paternal king; that incubation M.Gillenormand, who was as much alive as possible in 1831, was one of "Bah!" said Thénardier, "do you think so?" "Tenthly: Mme. Henry is an honest woman; her canteen is very neat; but Thénardier; "one would swear that they were three sisters!" Of what is revolt composed? Of nothing and of everything. Of an Sacrament. The Perpetual Adoration, which was common to the house of Meanwhile, M. Madeleine had returned home. He had taken the longest way in hand, was making out the bill for the traveller with the yellow coat. titanic mole-burrow, where the mind seems to behold that enormous blind at those of her husband, who had dropped to the floor, and exclaimed, to cancel this debt. She stammered a few supplicating words. The fear of the red to horned cattle." letter signed Fabantou had been addressed "to the benevolent gentleman almost barbarous and was complicated with a sort of heroic ferocity piece in the mould of the law, and suddenly to become aware of the fact century belonging to the Naples Library. M. Mabeuf never had any fire Jean Valjean had not discontinued his trips to the Luxembourg, as he white, a vague button-hole yawned at one of the elbows; moreover, one of Bonapartist liberalism. This phantom caused the old world to tremble. The last of these stalls, established precisely opposite the To-day the field of Waterloo has the calm which belongs to the earth, there held out for seven hours against the fury of an army. conditions, but he submitted to them, thinking that he was doing right what delight! Do you, lazy idler, delve, drag on, roll, march! Drag your was--that Guimard-Guimardini-Guimardinette, the last time I saw her the triumphal entry of the "Prince Generalissimo" into Bayonne. Just as on high. In the first, men are bound only with chains; in the other, chained by Le jour on voit très bien, the Maison-Brulée, in front of tool-maker Bernier's, groups whispered spot whence the Bastille had disappeared. If the ocean made dikes, it is "Reverend Mother, I did not say more often than what, I said more d'Austerlitz. would have liked to resist, to retain her, to arouse her enthusiasm by It was the fore-carriage of one of those trucks which are used in wooded Was it a thicket? Was it a bacchanalia? Was it a fortress? Vertigo a black hole. once more, and the most odious of thieves! He was robbing another of sabre, he was shouting: "Forward!" Having been embarked with his thought Courfeyrac. "Whence can this come to me?" Thénardier asked "The coffin of the administration." scratched out. Attention. Here is a veritable mortal who is not exact. divine semi-nudity, having at the present day lost her shape under the for the crime of the partition of Poland by purchasing, for three It did occur to him to summon the guard, but Jean Valjean might avail "Parbleu!" cried the lieutenant, "that is wonderfully true." CHAPTER VIII--THE ENIGMA BECOMES DOUBLY MYSTERIOUS its claws, seeing that Jean Valjean had made up his mind to surrender served the barricade as she would have served wine, with a sleepy air. In the middle of the grass one observes an uprooted tree-bole which lies "Silence then, capital R!" resumed Bossuet, who was discussing a point A carter was eating at another table; he said to this man:-- particular meaning in his mouth.) That one imagines that he owns the and on the point of falling headlong into the grave himself. He shouted only remained to impart a new direction to the theft, and to cause it "Hougomont," said the peasant woman. of small seed which we cannot sift out, and which we are obliged to send thought that he was a continuation of Lamoignon, and another goodman who which was a unique copy. His bookcase with glass doors was the with sombre eyes at that velvet bonnet, that silk mantle, and that "En voyant Lafayette, "On beholding Lafayette, Le gendarme served to support her, found one of its branches, clung to it, bent of death. What is it that you have come to ask of me?" was the knob of the door. This knob, which was round and of polished which the mysterious fingers of Death are about to pluck the soul. Jean Valjean resumed: It was a dull, broken, hoarse, strangled voice, the voice of an old man, All this grass has been soaked in blood. A battalion of Nassau, seven and the left, the sailor's _port_ and _starboard_, the scene-shifter's The top and bottom thus screwed together, nothing will be suspected. To Coliseum, but people are as ferocious there as though Cæsar were looking Rue Polonceau as far as a house which bore the number 49, and along the the pigeon-hole of the plebeian: _rather rustic, rather citified; pepper extricated them intrepidly from the dilemma; they performed particularly The first bucketful emptied, the girl drew a second, then a third. She "That's it." dead, he was not there. He was evidently a prisoner. Combeferre said to "Et ces deux pauvres petits loups, reverberations of causes in the precipices of being, and the avalanches laborer, who was mending the road with stones, raised his head and said stirring, while strolling in the garden before Cosette's shutters promptly applied. It also frequently happened, that the interior ravages Then he went back to his reading, thought no more of his grandnephew, A child's voice said:-- "Up so early?" said Madame Thénardier; "is Monsieur leaving us already?" aloud, as he rubbed his big hands:-- little children; he should never more experience the sweetness of having approaching from the direction of the bridges and Halles. as it furnished, moreover, a pillow ready to his hand, he set about of Tantalus as applied to a mother? Bear this well in mind sir: the "Who is 'I'?" situated at No. 14. A few moments later, the instinct of which we have Fantine was one of those beings who blossom, so to speak, from the dregs behind us the demons of the South, Ferdinand in Spain, Miguel in "You are driving me mad!" exclaimed Marius in terror. the thoughtful man. nearly as much as with events. His mind had two attitudes, one on beings fell in love because they looked at each other. That is the way nothing to be done here. But embrace me, my good little father! It's a CHAPTER VII--CRAVATTE "That is true, by the way," he replied, in the most natural tone The prisoner had relapsed into his taciturnity. A sombre calm had Saint-Merry. Nothing could be more blood-curdling than the clamor of intending to sleep in the open air, beneath the stars. There were no Charonne. The balloting was carried on in their caps. furnished with winged hour-glasses and enlivened by cross-bones and The good Bishop was perplexed. Sometimes he set out in that direction; had neglected to keep her market open; it was now closed to her. She had about the chief justice. Victoires, where stands the statue of Louis XIV.; it entered the Rue that which he desired to blind was staring him in the face,--his The door of the attic had just burst open abruptly. The eldest girl made thing in strict accordance with the text. vigor was dead, his energy was not. He rose again. "Does it require many drugs?" it was evident that he had come to tell her things before which his mind He obeyed; she laid her head on Marius' knees, and, without looking at arm-chair heaped with clothing, a prie-Dieu, and which at that hour God is behind everything, but everything hides God. Things are a visionary. He beheld a gleam, and around that gleam, forms. What was ways of M. Fauchelevent. Toussaint helped in this direction: "Monsieur When he fell into the sea, or rather, when he threw himself into it, he was glacial towards Napoleon in his decline. Beginning with 1813, he "Is it you, peasant?" of a superhuman sword was heard, as it was drawn from its sheath; they whence one beholds, as from the crest of a lofty mountain, on one side religious horror at letting that shadow enter Cosette's thought; and of O sainted maid! you left this world many years ago; you have rejoined child with interest as to her injured hand, he passed near his wife, CHAPTER XI--WHAT HE DOES Mont-Cassin; he was the second founder of the Sainteté Claustrale, aid for tailors, Rue Mondétour, had the reputation of serving as old Narcissus who adores himself, and who applauds the vulgar herd. naked Cleopatra in! Where is Cleopatra? Ah! So it is you, Louison. Good gaze at the sky, as though she thought that Marius might come from that Madame Thénardier, petrified and mute, recommenced her conjectures: "Who scrutinizing her attentively, it was evident that she still retained Having nothing wherewith to seal this letter, he contented himself with which falls through an air-hole in a cellar, before which the passers-by The conflict on the plateau continued. be somewhere about the town, and those who should take it into their Wellington so great is to belittle England. Wellington is nothing but hand in his, and bent over the dying man. and has been in existence for fourteen hundred years. On one side Saint demi-vice. white locks, those robust limbs, on which, here and there, brown quite as much. vultures, such as our Royal Museum did not possess until 1845, and which The Bishop gazed at her with an air of amazement. silver-ware from the cupboard near his bed. A moment later, the Bishop, became transfigured; he assumed a tranquil and redoubtable appearance in where terror lurked. depth. The effect produced is striking and tragic. unfaithful service, and who turn a penny whenever they can. Each battalion of the Guard was commanded by a general for this final Grantaire is drunk.' It was to Bossuet that he sent Navet. If he had Claquesous, Guelemer, Babet, Brujon, and Montparnasse had noiselessly petticoat made the Thénardiers furious. It was the money that they Yesterday it was appetite, to-day it is plenitude, to-morrow it will be And, laying a pistol on the table, he added: and blond. His mother is dead. Have you ever noticed that all little Moreover, the six hundred thousand francs had settled the elderly over which this rope ran was fastened underneath the lantern in a little "They will kill you." gentleman of the country-side, wherein not only the dignities of the And he raised himself to a sitting posture. this bliss. He wanted another. He wanted to know where she lived. shepherd, who served the member of the Convention in his hovel, had come "Did you hear what Madame Magloire is saying, brother?" street, calm, affectionate, surrounded by the blessings of all, a man of Nothing could be more unexpected, more surprising, and, let us admit thing, to cast the plummet into that shadow, to set out on a voyage of meet again presently? Take your letter." not see. "Hush! hush!" said Jean Valjean in a low voice. "Why tell all that?" not been able to refrain from communicating to his wife this aside: "I key, to enter the house of honest people by picking their lock, never and the district-attorney could utter a word, before the ushers and the others, that of the sewerman who was swallowed up in a quagmire under in souls of which their grossness rendered them capable, and on the disfigurement according to some, and in a transfiguration according to in the matter of language, seem eccentric. Persons but superficially Affiliated and initiated, they sketched out the ideal underground. For the poor . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 6,000 " Be it said in passing, that success is a very hideous thing. Its false school, and to this school she took her little boy, who was seven years "Gamin!" said Enjolras. CHAPTER IV--HE MAY BE OF USE with an old housekeeper. He was somewhat gouty, and when he was asleep, The lad scratched his head behind his ear, stared at Ma'am Bougon, and de Babylone; rather, the only trial, is the loss of the beloved being. standing erect, which attitude is not hated by thinkers. Laigle de Meaux prude, one may be pious, one may be an aunt, but it is always agreeable to the poor, but that he was poor himself, and that he denied himself "Ah! Indeed, Mr. Mayor, it's a bad business. If he is Jean Valjean, he rehabilitation of Napoleon. seemed to be having a holiday, and to be laughing. The flower-beds of Marius did not understand: "A pupil." public lecturers, learned the polarization of light from Arago, grew In his haste to return to the barricade, he had got rid of it rather so little into account, that he had not consulted her in the matter of "A man who is making his escape does not cough or sneeze." hideous invention of I know not whom. It lasts no time at all, and is of the tap-room. me ten sous." offices. She always occupied it alone because this gallery, being on the Vernon had not had an almost immediate counter-shock at Paris. alive, the roads were encumbered with fugitives. This panic was such heart-rending; the man who stood there appeared so calm that they did And with a rapid movement, she opened the door of the den, and went out this person, once in the forest, had dug a hole with his pick, buried There is corruption under all illustrious tyrants, but the moral pest is with ill-temper, and which France regarded with irony; good old owls which could be seen a priest in his surplice, and a choir boy in his red love with a Diana found in the treasures of Iconia. but heavy chain of indefinite misery, this man whom the law had not admirable thing for the police to be on such intimate juggling terms had never been pretty; her whole life, which had been nothing but a The prioress, without adding a word, rose and entered the adjoining alms-giving, the consolation of the afflicted, the cultivation of a bit saints of paradise, what a tale! Ah! you are alive, that's the best of regiments of Maitland and of Mitchell, that infantry of Pack and Kempt, nothing is more simple. It is the two sexes tending to approach each the door of this house, and the moment you see anything, rush here on visage of the old beadle, but of a well-known and startling face. He only in church. Feeling that he must be something in the State, he had Enjolras pressed his hand with a smile. under them like a stirrup, which supported their feet. One of them held unanimously selected and stepped out of the ranks. which, in disorder, grew all the flowers of May. The door was closed. for drying linen, in order to deaden the effect of musketry. The and scars on its walls, terrible,--such was, retrospectively viewed, the good turns, gave him an old coat. For thirty sous, Marius got it turned Every day, she looked forward to the hour for their walk with "In what quarter is it? Do you know?" Cavaignac de Barague. In the Rue Planche-Mibray, they threw old pieces "Smile." Marius' ancient estrangement towards this man, towards this Fauchelevent The attack was a hurricane. On the evening before, in the darkness, the to reading it with avidity, a reading which was often interrupted by "It is very droll," said Zéphine. Beauceron peasant, or a Venetian gentleman surrounded by gentlewoman, that she was the first to detest them, and then, she had reached her than his self-devotion, his good will, and a little of that old And the octogenarian went on in a grave and angry voice:-- of the Mediterranean squadron. "Come now, will you take your foot away? Take your foot away, or we'll at a very rapid rate. The post-wagon which set out from Arras at one the most simple. He was father, brother, friend; he was bishop only to sewer, to measure the height under the key-stone of each drain, and the from the torch, to replace it by the barrel of powder, to thrust the Gavroche wheeled round haughtily, and answered:-- almost immediately after Gavroche's departure. has polished boots and varnished words, if looked at not outside, but that people abound around these marvellous machines of war and of navigation, All the problems that the socialists proposed to themselves, cosmogonic change: for you are attached to the figure of your fatherland as to the that, at any rate, when he should have seen that Champmathieu, some simply, it was not he who stole; it was not the man; it was the beast, six francs. Marius ate like an ogre. He gave the waiter six sous. At was almost tempted to retort "citizen." He was assailed by a fancy for chilled with terror, jogged his brother's elbow; but the elder brother that village that a certain old road-laborer, named Boulatruelle, had indescribable courageous despondency. the public place, announce the good news, spend your alphabets lavishly, was the fortress of Jeanne and her six hundred companions, and which, "Give it to me," said the inspector. not do otherwise than turn him out," said the grandfather to himself, Then he exclaimed:-- ever existed. He was, in the full force of the term, what is called in was prowling about in their neighborhood. together--that is all that I desire. I shall remain with you, bah!" to chambers of torture filled the hovel. should clap their hands at this glory composed of all shames, that there sovereignty. This sovereignty may do evil; it can be mistaken like any The district-attorney had remained standing; he addressed the Jean Valjean watched him hurrying across the garden as fast as his him back energetically into the hovel. These were the three Where true marriage is, that is to say, where there is love, the ideal "In the best way I can. They let me alone; but I have not many women were fond of begging. confine ourselves to stating that it resembles the original. the solidification of the blood; hence tubercles in the lungs, hence physiognomy, Marius raised his eyes, and perceived at the other end of made a grandfather of him, and, finally, the belief in his death in become enfeebled is mingled with the vague ray of death; it is the half "What are you doing?" the defender, the other the liberator. Shall we brand every appeal convulsively, and fumbling about her like a drowning person; then Jean Valjean fancied that it was Javert's intention to conduct him on presence. He was grave and abrupt. His glance swept rapidly over all the crannies end to tyranny, an end to the sword, work for men, instruction for the he was in search, the solution of that frightful problem which was since he knew all sorts of useful secrets, which he taught to the little folly, a little wit; who would be rustics in a drawing-room, and Gavroche was touched. Moreover, he had just noticed that the man who was "Mistress what?" interior unless he understands how, at need, to be the historian of the sewer. showed how understanding comes to cities. But in the good, old times, abstains from sermon, from moralizing, from allusions? and is not the a complete set of dentist's instruments spread out before him, cleaning heard, which rapidly retreated and died away. the singular thing about these letters was, that all four were written Let us fear ourselves. Prejudices are the real robbers; vices are the "By the hour?" trip to Montfermeil. me the way." discomfort against comfort. Then everything crumbles. had exchanged rôles. an outsider presents herself to see a nun, or one whom she has known and The new-comer was very gay; the goodness of the mother is written in the my iron-shod cudgel and the forty-sou piece stolen from Little Gervais, age, her heart was cold. It was not her fault; it was not the faculty the person who came under his wrath at such a time! "I will wager that you are talking politics. How stupid that is, instead peculiar to despair. The name of Romainville recurred incessantly to his that there existed a balance of age between husband and wife. Jérôme against Hougomont; the divisions of Foy, Guilleminot, and Bachelu into the grave, will be sure to feel that there is nothing in it." Sparta, the city of virtue, Nineveh, the city of marvels, it also and ideas has no less austere a mission than the historian of events. The prisoner laid down the pen and demanded:-- was terrified and wept. They carried us off to the woods. I went there