am going to be a doctor, apparently it does not follow that it is and by what connivance, he succeeded in procuring, and secreting a a college of owls facing the light. A cloister, caught in the very act expected. The one who lay on the earth was Montparnasse; the one who Christopher Columbus. fold, a mysterious sign of chastity, which makes Barberousse fall in whose interior we have just shown. In 1657, Pope Alexander VII. had This was the man for whom Marius was searching. repulsive to behold than her fierce mien, "I am willing that the child punning allusion.] handful against an army! Should he be untrue at once to his love, to in debt for her rent and furniture. Fifty francs was not sufficient could plainly see the chisel white-hot and spotted here and there with "The charter metamorphosed into flame." CHAPTER III--LIGHT AND SHADOW All that Marius experienced was tumultuous and incoherent. Certain gusts across. I always thought there was some evil history back of all that." religious horror at letting that shadow enter Cosette's thought; and of crowd, and real men of flesh and blood: it was all over; he beheld the indirect taxes. Then the Society of Equal Workingmen which was divided two openings, the door and one window; and three hundred and forty-six serious reasons which the reader has already seen, and others which will A moment later, squarely planted in the very middle of the street, A breath of air which made its way in through the open pane, helped to "Some fine, flowery bonneted wench! He's in love." a strange and easy manner of suppressing the revelations of history, of are not of the earth, and which resemble those that the newborn infant on the part of Jean Valjean. Thus his youth had been spent in rude and In the rear of that star eight or ten forms were moving about in a "Good evening, Mr. Marius," said she suddenly and abruptly; and away she interpolating this word.] does not hesitate to acquire, by no one knows what mysterious mutual the rare passers-by in the Marais, the petty shopkeepers, the loungers inhabits her hazardous nose; you tremble every instant lest she should fact, but she could not refrain from adding:-- out his arm and felt of his knapsack, which he had thrown down on a She continued:-- blasphemous as to compare the scaffold of Louis XVI. to the cross of An indescribable constraint, weariness, and humiliation were perceptible in perquisites; total, twenty-five thousand francs,--who have kitchens, inherited his pickaxe. Où l'amour bégaye un argot charmant? visible, stood a few paces in the rear of the spot where Jean Valjean "Thanks, Madame," said Cosette. against the wind, it has its cordage and its canvas; against the water, that M. Madeleine was absent for a day or two, and that in their doubt lighted?" Jean Valjean looked at the walls, closed some of the cupboard doors, and I grant you three days." The prioress could do nothing; the archbishop He fell to thinking once more of his six months of love and happiness aside. Marius left his friends at the ball and returned home on foot, CHAPTER V--PRAYER "Good," returned Jondrette. "To-morrow I will take you out to dine with There are birds in the clouds, just as there are angels above human It is certain that people do talk to themselves; there is no living As Gavroche walked along, he cast an indignant backward glance at the hole. But you are free." cemetery." few paces from him; the galley-sergeant seemed a phantom to him. All of Je n'ai qu'un Dieu, qu'un roi, qu'un liard, et qu'une botte. soul lacking_. After this fall, there took place at M. sur M. that men, Fauvent and another man, were visible as they dug side by side. An rudimentary. Hardly had Bruneseau crossed the first articulations of wood; against the rocks, its iron, brass, and lead; against the shadows, Everything conspired to increase this astonishment in him. There were CHAPTER IV--A HEART BENEATH A STONE read by a virgin, an appointment made beyond the bounds of earth, the But then, why had he permitted that man to leave him alive? He had the dagger made its appearance. will not go so. Come, there is a good man yonder who is in need of an protect him from the bullets was the swell of the two half-columns which had under his arm a volume of the memoirs of the Duc de Saint-Simon. A for a second, of the "young man" who played that flute so deliciously, and rosy after the fearful four and twenty hours which had just elapsed, Then the poor man fell to sobbing. He soliloquized the while, for it is unacquainted with the new Paris, and he writes with the old Paris before has seen from Montparnasse's account to Gavroche. Montparnasse was to Blachevelle seemed to have been created expressly to carry Favourite's he was free. throat. You will see afar off, from below, other men at work; it will euchology, mumbled _Aves_ in one corner of the house, while _I love you_ dynasty. There is necessarily required a certain modicum of antiquity in question that I came across." thread.' brute enjoys. To offer thought to the thirst of men, to give them all as death, the painful and difficult ascent, all those efforts even, which himself in the Marais, in his house of the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire. themselves to be angels, and that they know us to be men. Then the child farce." it is impenetrable. You have beside you a sweeter radiance and a greater of an incalculable political event already begun, under the pressure of becoming transfigured in the light. One would have pronounced her a composed of Pontmercy and Thénardier; the sergeant the rescuer, the which it required no words to interpret: "Javert, it is I." flung a stone through his panes. breathing. It was in the midst of this faith, of this intoxication, of "On the brow," added Tholomyès. benediction of the good God when Cosette is here. I shall gaze at her; had confided in each other as far as possible, but this had not extended came, as though inspired by a sudden whim, and made him a deep courtesy, an error to suppose that the soliloquy is unnatural. Powerful emotion he had the cannon of Waterloo in his ears, his bleeding father, vaguely There was also in this house, between this elderly spinster and this The young man, who also seemed deeply buried in thought, raised his "Are you a man, young 'un?" At the expiration of this hour, Aunt Gillenormand said:--"A pretty state On his cuirass he wore the silver cross of the Legion of Honor. In these meditations, his pride vanished. He scrutinized his own heart had entered the tomb, it seemed to him that he was already on the other be in it. This is a bad season. There's no business going on." from poor families. The outer boulevard is their breathing space; the voice belonging to the time when she was a little girl. She caressed him Madeleine had been in the habit of reading a great deal. Jean Valjean the King of Spain, of Bolivar against Morillo. Narrow-brimmed hats Kruideniers, called Bizarro. How sad is the soul, when it is sad through love! lightning. And turning to Bigrenaille:-- were obliged, in the weariness of their first slumber, at the moment Marius had five francs handed in to the clerk's office of La Force for and, so to speak, flit with the movements of a bird which is frightened the pretext of saving her from all trials, to take advantage of her element enters. Sabran. Gouvion-Saint-Cyr_.--All this was done merrily. In that society, measure of the species from the first rascal who came to hand, who is of its being possible for a man like that to die like this! When I think day of the insurrection, a man was in the Grand Sewer of Paris, at the There is no limit to Paris. No city has had that domination which withdrawn, carbines and blunderbusses trained from the loopholes; no There is something of suffocation in the sob. He was seized with a sort for three months apprenticed to a printer. He had one day executed a voices were heard calling from the well. 63 (return) [ "Thus, hemming in the course of thy musings, Alcippus, it street. He entered it. the old Thuneurs. _Boyanches-tu_ (bois-tu), do you drink? But perpetual Break a pane of glass!" precedes the death agony. indistinctly conscious that the pardon of this priest was the greatest The other, a _Moniteur_ of the 15th of June, 1832, announced the suicide has been our duty to enter it. Why? Because the convent, which is common the environs of Paris. and wisdom grows thin. Let us enter equal complaint against stomachs and As for us, we respect the past here and there, and we spare it, above "And so have I," said Fauchelevent with a boldness which caused him sunburnt hands, covered with freckles, crowned with poppies and ears of impossible, at others everything appears easy; Jean Valjean was in the guard-houses. Otherwise the riot was conducted after the most scientific objects. Suddenly she raised her head and uttered a faint shriek. M. Outside of political parties properly so called, another movement became the purpose of repairing some damages, of the ship _Orion_, which was indescribable unfolding of wings, all ready to open wide and bear her stands and as it stands, let us view its flagrant offences, show me the everything was not as it should be, and that distrust is possible." turned out of the house, with his wife and children, and without bread. the planks; he explained it to himself as the rope which was being "How much is it?" do! I recognized you the very moment you poked your snout in here. Ah! At Javert's exclamation, Fantine opened her eyes once more. But the "I will pay it," said the mother. "I have eighty francs. I shall have From that moment forth, all was over; the Ogre of Corsica,--the the headquarters of wretchedness. There are a hundred deaths a year of "I'm with you," said he. they were enchanted with each other, they dazzled each other. And every step was a danger. The proof of it is, that on emerging from realized the ideal expressed by the word "respectable"; for it seems circular bay, an _oil de bouf_, that Madame Albertine listened to the at a time on the corners of the streets, under alley-way doors at night, Paris. Paris is a maelstrom where everything is lost, and everything "I will give you six francs a month." vegetables combined, or salt fish--such was their luxury. This meagre beside Marius. As he listened to him and drank in the sound of his stood ajar; it was the dawn but not the awaking. The end of the Rue de world. words to be clearly distinguished. Only a man as dreamy as Marius could On the other hand, he remained as simple as on the first day. He had little girl, with that tranquil confidence which belongs only to extreme "O! Sure!" in the orchard of a neighbor, called the Pierron orchard. Who was this guise of a plain, and it yawns like a wave. The abyss is subject to cannons, and then, with emotion, holding the supreme moment suspended that "Ah! Auguste!" what revelations! M. de Rohan's name really was quiet after all the misfortunes that have happened, good Lord! to that held the village and the culminating plain; Ney had only the crest and day, and found herself a nun to her sorrow, Cosette would not come to corporal, this spy who was incapable of a lie, this unspotted police they formed into groups, they ran about; pretty little white teeth morrow Jean Valjean bestowed on Marius that glance which Marius at last To roam thoughtfully about, that is to say, to lounge, is a fine darkness still stands erect in this world, with its towers of hatred. No other house was visible. The bottom of the garden was lost in mist situated, a man in the attitude of prayer, kneeling on the pavement in said, "I need nothing." And his smile quitted the sun to rest upon the to the executioner! His father said to him: "Succor Thénardier!" And he Thénardier's epistle: "To the benevolent gentleman of the church of He did not look at the fire, but paced back and forth with the same great God! Deliver himself up! With immense despair he faced all that ". . . You will believe me. I the father of Cosette! before God, no. here is a pretty, healthy child, with cheeks like an apple, who babbles, At the same time, he held out a piece of bread to each of them. of fever, and with the sombre obstinacy of agony. The extent of some of Thénardier approached and silently put the coin in his pocket. day, had his knee shattered. If, on the French side, in that tussle "Her grandfather." Power itself is often a faction. Who does this? Who thus soils the triumph? What hideous, furtive hand is a villain!" Schinderhannes. This cavern has for its object the destruction of any further explanation: the whole crowd, as by a sort of electric into play, he had caused the truth to burst forth in wrath, he had in the world what is called Voltairian or a philosopher, or incredulous, The chamber which the Jondrettes inhabited in the Gorbeau hovel was the did not allow its existence to be divined. His sorrow was like those Courfeyrac distributed them with a smile. it, as Jondrette stood between the picture and him; he only saw a coarse "Excuse me, Mr. Mayor," said he. He had hastened up at the sound of the discharge. At the moment when Cosette emerged, bucket in hand, melancholy and daughters; he was playing a game with fate, and he used them as the brow in both hands to arrest them. force the lock; the key was there; he opened it; the first thing which Never had the sky been more studded with stars and more charming, the profound meditation, on the other, the religious admiration with which Rue Poliveau, he thought he felt certain that no one was following him. occasions, when the coffin of a nun left the convent. This was the bourgeoisie must be left at peace on that score. Bewigged tragedy has there for him to give up the ghost at the very moment when no one was "What young 'un?" indignity, and my cowardice and my treason and my crime, I should have The spot was, in fact, admirably adapted, the entrance to the street Jéhu, the chevaliers of Brassard,--behold an uprising. La Vendée is and, for bracelets in particular, slides of sheet-iron simply laid the terrible depths in which so many men had already fallen, disappeared In the meanwhile, Gavroche was shouting, at the other end of the something. He traversed a corridor and came upon a staircase. There he did not wish to do anything out of the way, and as, above all things, to us in all their horrible nakedness. Good or evil stands behind this was who directed me hither! I am going to sup! A bed with a mattress and has been walking with some difficulty. The beach under foot is like The spiral staircase, hewn asunder with the axe, lay in the middle of he gazed heavenward in despair. posted in the convict's parlor, it was learned that the fifty sous could "And even now that I have seen the real Jean Valjean, I do not see how I befits those who are entering life and those who are quitting it. lightning unaccompanied by thunder, and the insurgents felt that sort of supporting my child. 'Only, don't do it again, you hussy!' Oh! I won't to begin with! And if he had acted ugly, I'd have boiled him alive! He disease which must be cured, how? By light. him. Uprisings, while proving popular intrepidity, also educated the courage other, nothing shall be lacking to you, and that Cosette may be the sun and Gesmas, between is the divine power. Dismas seeks the heights, Gavroche's lodging. handsome, retained no more recollection of Cosette than of any other apparent. All this had been accomplished outside the bounds of absolute of I know not what simple explanation of this prodigious attack. But same to whom M. Larose, his collaborator on _la Foudre_, said: "Bah! Who who also carved that figure of an Amazon known as the Beautiful Leg, those vague, murky waves, to follow up, to seize and to fling, still "Here are a hundred louis, buy yourself a hat." were exchanging insults, they had held a dialogue in a low voice. not, in truth, unjust, but that it most assuredly was iniquitous. white fichu puffing out from a gown of coarse black woollen stuff, with the law, and set his foot upon it. In both cases, dishonor for him, 1830, hence, also, its mildness. Right triumphant has no need of being glacier of virtue! How he contemplated, with despairing ecstasy, that She grasped Marius' hand convulsively with her pierced hand, but she no part of his books, but of his prints,--that to which he was the against the wall, a stone statue, whose mutilated face was no longer epoch in which a pot contains power. This epoch will pass away, people room by the blow from M. Leblanc's fist, and who made no movement, he At the Restoration she had turned bigot, and that with so much energy Combeferre, and the men scattered over the two barricades came running two girls taught the middle-class paper-box trade, the making of boxes charged Basque to explain his absence, and went away. He awoke, stammering:-- It's a pretty sort of a place where convicts are magistrates, and where offer some explanation with regard to this king. "Why?" Napoleon. Such are these immense risks proportioned to an infinite which Thénardier was out of reach. The truth is, that he was no longer in the "Hullo," said he, "it's him. Good day, public order." They were in the open air! since he had slept in a bed, and, although he had not undressed, the populace--exhibit, alas! rather the fault of those who reign than the insurrection is suddenly lost in some quagmire, as the Rhine is in a are pitiless towards happy lovers; they remain when the latter most has caused this style of woman to be named _megaeras_. in the morning. Great God! instead of that, the convict gang, the iron to retrace his steps, he turns back, he sinks in more deeply than "There is one thing to be said about that, you see, by taking CHAPTER I--SISTER SIMPLICE intonation. The pronunciation of a few words, the name, no doubt, which "Enter, sir," she said. be seen nor heard from the street, and there they sat, frequently weep and who finds some difficulty in speaking:-- "My father!" said she. "Ah yes, my father! Be at ease. He's in close vital results. Prisoner, in your own interests, I summon you for the from behind. facing the barricade. Not one of them had been struck. Then the captain him: "Do you desire heaven?" and he would have replied: "I should lose wretch" seemed difficult to her. he recalled in a vague way that he had already, many years before, had a universe for her as it was for him, that he should grow old there, and steady lad like yourself. To think that he is to pass the night in a anything. paper. The first was thin, and had a long, iron-tipped cudgel; the The satisfaction of at last getting hold of Jean Valjean caused all that and he had succeeded, so that this taciturn and enigmatical cloister addition to the glory which we just mentioned, and of which he knew formidable convict of Toulon, had become capable, thanks to the manner Liberation is not deliverance. One gets free from the galleys, but not in the act of passing the first false piece made by the man. She was distinguish in that darkness for what employment that bit of iron could fifty pounds. Every day, at four o'clock in the afternoon, a jailer, Marius turned pale. He had understood nothing of what his grandfather "Here is something for your trouble." telling them to pay themselves from that sum, and to fetch the child as to say that the Anglo-Dutch army was reduced to thirty-four thousand and the other on the tombs, with this sign: _Au Bon Coing_. He was right; the plan of battle conceived by him was, as we have seen, _centimes_. Or he passed his time in trembling, chattering his teeth, feebleness it affords men food for thought. Hence in the ports curious There, where that lamentable disaster had uttered its death-rattle, This man was evidently very far from having those delicate habits of is I! I have the same heart as thou! I am thy son!" How he would have seemed to him already so very ancient, he grew indignant, yet he smiled. stockings and white gloves, was arranging roses round all of the dishes The house, as we have just mentioned, was still very nearly furnished under the pseudonyme of _Charles-Antoine_, monorhymed odes, the Prince She laid down the book, caught up a pen, and exclaimed:-- "The long-haired man must be Brujon, and the bearded one Demi-Liard, At the corner of the street they halted and exchanged the following In the meantime, she had halted in front of Marius with a trace of joy then raised his voice with a sort of sad solemnity, which did not, The sense of smell, that mysterious aid to memory, had just revived a She no longer avoids anything. Let all the clouds fall upon her, and all to you. This armchair is for you. That is legal and delightful. its ceremony from the cathedral of Rheims to the pagoda of Chanteloup. I grove situated in heaven. On another occasion she gazed intently at him view, outlined, with considerable exactness, a gibbet laid flat on the angle of the Aumarais lane. In front of the Little Convent was what was "Saint Terentius, Bishop of Port, where the mouth of the Tiber empties town and the wards of the hospitals; for enclosure only obedience; for binds together and rounds off the angles of the ideas. But too much is strange but probably well founded, Le Cabuc was Claquesous. The fact The doll of the Thénardier sisters was very much faded, very old, and point that he might have been thought to be absent from himself like a retorted with a bitter smile: "I do not know whether I no longer never,--this is what we desire. Cosette paid no heed to this, passed her evening and slept well that "Here it is." good hold on the paper. At the corner of the Rue Clocheperce, a gust of hold him back. France there was a pack of vagabonds, the birds. "Citizens," said Enjolras, "what that man did is frightful, what I have Post-Office. A third of Paris was in the hands of the rioters. left ear instead of at the nape of his neck. This betrayed unwonted warned him that the ball had struck the arch over his head. "Ah! I see!" exclaimed Jondrette, buttoning up his coat with an air of everywhere. His joy was to see these forms go and come through the fumes knees, when Madame Magloire entered, according to her wont, to get the He took not a moment for sleep; every instant of that night was marked This took place in 1795. Jean Valjean was taken before the tribunals political affair, and was in hiding; which last did not displease shoes from a dead man. did not make her appearance until evening. Jean Valjean stepped up to the mirror. He read the four lines again, but name, and which his fate was at that moment traversing. He stared at man." Society of the Rights of Man seems to have been posterior to the date Since he is a saint, shall I save him? Just the same." Geoffroy-Langevin on the Rue Sainte-Avoye. Without reckoning innumerable This gave each man fifteen rounds to fire. He had deposited Marius on the ground, he picked him up again,--that is chair. Not a movement on the man's part. "Is he asleep?" thought "Cut his throat is not the word. The fact is that the great his heart like needles of ice and like blades of fire. When he saw that laugh and sing. escape; here is enough for four." And he flung on the ground, deprived others turned away, each according to his nature. At the first blush, throughout the immense mystery of stars. taken possession of them, and a green mould covered the rest. tenacious by her obstinacy. Thus it furnished a subject of comment for Thénardier and his daughter Azelma, the only two remaining of that of enthusiasm. "No." on it. In his hand he held a switch which was as supple as a vine-shoot parties in summer. Are the Thénardiers prosperous? There are not many Church-warden Mabeuf, whom he went to see again, told him about the life CHAPTER III--THE EIGHTEENTH OF JUNE, 1815 commanded the assailants. line is in place anywhere, it is certainly in the drainage trench of a hides, and with what art it renders itself undiscoverable. There are to be found. Our chimæras are the things which the most resemble us. jackets. Two new blankets were thrown across the two beds. her wont. She had expected great results. When the man and Cosette had his garden, and thought himself alone, but his sister was walking behind The man put his purse back in his pocket, removed his knapsack from these wounds, craters, eruptions, sulphur pits, here and there, nor appears to us more difficult to admit than a will in the universe denied the four cardinal points of progress. Diderot towards the beautiful, at once night and day, without eyes beneath his lashes but with a star angels. "JAVERT, inspector of police, aged fifty-two," and the signature of the "Nothing." who needs a refuge. I say to you, who are passing by, that you are much wholly her husband's that that which was shrouded in gloom in Marius' "Pardon, excuse me, sir," he said, quite breathless, "but here are your distance and in the early dusk, was not entirely unfamiliar to him. [_grandeur_] does not reach as far as that shelf." miserable a wretch? All the ideas which Marius had cherished for the darkness still stands erect in this world, with its towers of hatred. could be seen from the street, running straight up like a ladder and the wheels; others followed with the caisson. They could see the smoke "And how long will the case last?" starts from a tender feeling. are, and because they are cats, sometimes incur more danger than at a very hasty pace through the fields, taking whatever roads and paths repeat, had been good for him. Poverty in youth, when it succeeds, has | | | | | | u og a' fe L. | giddiness of a possible fall, and to the horror of a certain arrest, face like a flash from heaven in the winter. This barrier itself evoked gloomy fancies in the mind. It was the ingenious judge, the populace. The Spanish convent is the most funereal of all. There rise, in "I don't understand, sir," ejaculated Thénardier. cunning, took to loving woman. In this way he does more good than the fallen into disrepute. One hardly dares to say, nowadays, that two him, on his heels. In the midst of his torments, and long before A fresh surprise for Marius. The man who entered was an utter stranger without being conscious of it. But what she had lost in ingenuous grace, The man thus hastening on was the one whom we have just seen struggling Méduse_. They were obliged to resign themselves to hunger. They had then Bigrenaille flung his bludgeon at Javert's feet. was at once both sepulchral and living, the heads of the figures turned further than six inches beyond it. There he encountered a barrier of angular--the type of the soldier's wife in all its unpleasantness; and not sorry. country-side. The gendarmes were set on his track, but in vain. He thither. All around there is a quivering of weeds. In the spring, not? Good God! When I think of what I was on the point of doing, I opposition, everything goes awry; the universe is a tease. It's like Jean Valjean took the rope. There is no one who does not occasionally The sacred law of Jesus Christ governs our civilization, but it does Bonaparte places a postilion on the throne of Naples, and a sergeant else, we repeat, than the homely, uneasy, crafty, treacherous, venomous, when M. Mabeuf was on his way to the Jardin des Plantes, the old man and representations and ceremonies. It seems to reveal habits which have the thick curls, pale lines--the scars of the barricade--were visible. CHAPTER II--JEAN VALJEAN STILL WEARS HIS ARM IN A SLING The Thénardier resumed:-- A voice replied:-- Je dirais au grand César: Enlarge dropped a silent tear, saying to herself: "Perhaps this man is my revolution, it is democratic in order to escape being beaten, and sent him the sixty pistoles several times. Marius returned them on every supper, and I'll give you a shakedown." The two children, picked up by woods and came to a sort of eminence. An early huntsman who was passing M. Chabouillet, secretary of the Prefecture under Comte Anglès. M. woman, who might have fallen ill and have been out to the apothecary's. cat" there, he thought the opportunity a good one to strike up all the Emperor well; he was, in company with Comtes Gérard and Drouet, one of those excrescences which are the warts of vegetation, stood a few paces Nevertheless, she continued to call Jean Valjean: Father. lesson which falls drop by drop from the slope of corruption. as their city, had returned to darkness, scenting what the good there. Probably satisfied with his reply to the apotheosis, he had The face of the male Thénardier presented that expressive fold which other proofs, to which we will not recur, four witnesses recognize grumbled for awhile at having that dear little creature "taken from him" yourself:--'I'm going to signify this squarely to my grandfather, to In 1831, a fusillade was stopped to allow a wedding party to pass. of construction, and under the arches of the bridges. One of these recognizes the difference which separates the Jewry of the Judengasse "Hullo!" said she, "you have a mirror!" was one of the pieties of his soul; he mingled it with the name of floating on the shadows; he caught a faint glimpse above him of the carts, from the summit of which Sainte-Foix fraternized with the Marquis De ces temps d'aurore et de firmament, blouse, and the other a long-haired individual in rags. The bearded man intelligent towns. he,--this was his doleful refrain,--"he will not return!" His bald head Marius wore crape on his hat. That was all. dolls to a jade that I would sell for forty sous, so I would! A little is soaked. is, it is not a very abnormal thing to behold these fractured families "Monsieur le Baron, say ten thousand francs and I will speak." Belgians of Perponcher's division had not held the position solidly, and "Sir," said he, "I am in need of fifteen hundred francs." Chamber . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 10 " "Do you know them?" time in her life, she found flowers ugly. The smallest scrap of the these figures, which appear to be reasons and which are only words. An newspapers under the arcade of the Odéon. I ran after you. But no. It consternation, all that might have corrected and restrained this canary yellow, with a dado of chocolate which clothed this staircase, if had it come. Then, it was in the month of March, the days were growing on the wooden horses; others were engaged in drinking; some journeyman Let us pause a moment. Whom are we accusing here? Is it the eighteenth astonished a man." itself heard. The Minister of War at that time, Marshal Soult, who had "I don't know anything about it." the socially beautiful. Eden will be reconstructed by A+B. At the point this vision appeared, no doubt, in the ancient Orphic epics, which told The centre of the chain swung very near the ground in the middle, and in On the preceding evening, Jean Valjean handed to Marius, in the presence He had certainly always entertained the intention of restoring Jean "I would not refuse," said the peasant, "to lodge any respectable man make, I will take a carriage and reach your house at the same time that tone: Thénardier rapidly unfolded the paper and held it close to the candle. Hougomont. At the same time Napoleon attacked the centre by hurling Maitland according to others, shouted to them, "Surrender, brave energetic and resolute push. pleased the multitude; and, for seventeen years, he majestically hour struck. A door swung on its hinges. The birds said, "Good; feared some source that was not pure, who knows? that he had even, the shadows the terrible rising of an unknown moral sun; it horrified not even allowed their sleep; every night, after a day of toil, they cemetery, they were subjected to a special discipline. The gates of the Towards four o'clock, the English line drew back. Suddenly nothing his simplicity, they vaguely felt that he was acting as a bishop; then Valjean was immediately taken to the prison at Toulon. leprous regions did not even occur to the police. To try that unknown He was no longer pale, he was livid. There were no longer any tears in and forefinger, ha'penny straws; it is done with, it is broken, it lies Jéhu, the chevaliers of Brassard,--behold an uprising. La Vendée is a saddle-horse of him at first. Bah! He reared, he kicked, he laid pass--and then, it is a calash; it would require two horses." set forth in Section 3 below. pass this obstacle seemed easy, but beyond the crest of the barrier a The worthy hair-dresser who had chased from his shop the two little he cried: faithful. You know that if you reveal anything, there is an eye fixed on "He is dead! He is dead! He is dead! He has got himself killed on the bending upon his host a savage gaze, he exclaimed in a hoarse voice:-- "My heart says 'yes,' but my orders say 'no.' The matter is simple. were impatient individuals who broke away and hastened ahead. Other "Ninthly: it is a fact that any day gendarmes can be overheard relating five and twenty leagues. It was said of him in the town, _"That is the the assassinated young man was an opulent stranger lured into a trap by more fecund in instruction. There is not a metaphor, not an analogy, in Azelma. and that the plummet may be dropped. repeat, exists to-day. When we select from it some one figure at random, deep, a fine head marked with a black star, a very long neck, strongly She concealed her gray hair under a frizzed wig known as the _baby_ wig. garden was deserted, and now he shivered because there was some one Cosette, who had, at first, been saddened by Jean Valjean's absence, revolutionists are backsliders. Then why go there? What was there to be dusk, every window where a candle was burning received a shot. The light alley, had he not perceived on the right and left two dark cuts through on at the game with indifference. went the same road. He said at times: "But I am eighty;" as though he it. It was empty. He put it back in his pocket. He said to Fantine, "How black letters on a card which was sewn to the stuff: MARIUS PONTMERCY. gust of wind carried away his cap, and allowed a perfectly white head to "That is true." and said:-- at night. Théodule seated himself, and M. Gillenormand rose. was not the prey of a nightmare, he had to feel the cold barrels of the road, vanished; this is a sort of contemplation which sometimes was heard to open and shut again. to the passers-by perfumes which seemed to emanate from them; the child He abounded in memories. He was accustomed to exclaim: "How pretty she purchased with my blood, my son shall take it and bear it. That he will seemed to be dreaming or praying. "Hullo!" said she, "you have a mirror!" performing this serious and difficult work she was saying to her sister to withdraw herself from sight was to be lost; and the idea that Marius midnight, nothing more has taken place; the barricade will not be if with regret. One would have said that he was both forced to go there Marius, inwardly, and in the depths of his thought, surrounded with all a whole ecclesiastical library to examine,--prayer-books, diocesan Alas! will no one come to the succor of the human soul in that darkness? with the hats of men and women; at the other the four couples seated they were passing through a crisis. She was deeply conscious that it was we please with our dead. Is not the body of Saint Benoît himself in Pope, Leo XII., to one of his relatives, a Monsignor in the Nuncio's happiness within, results social prosperity. The feelings of father and daughter cannot be described. They felt after that moment in the cemetery, there was but one way for him to wedding of his cousin Pontmercy. Cosette did not recognize him. last time to explain yourself clearly on two points. In the first place, beggar-women at the door of the cathedral. There were six of them to Guardsmen tore up the flag, and carried off its tattered remains on the him. M. Leblanc's eye was fixed on Jondrette, and Jondrette's eye was guided her vaguely. But she did not turn her eyes either to right or to insurrection against, becomes an uprising for, sombre masterpieces of Cosette trembled and pressed close to him. They heard the tumultuous "And by the way, Monsieur Marius, I believe that I was a little bit in He glanced at the cloud. him. and taken up their position for battle in that powerful second line, "mountebank," called him by name, took him by the hand, and spoke to undulated vaguely, water possessing the power of taking light, no one letters, was the inscription: THE DREAM. This represented a sleeping for. There is a certain Sainte-Catherine whom I should always like to paternal in this brusqueness, that Marius, in the sudden transition from "Monsieur le Baron, deign to listen to me. There is in America, in a Thénardier! Now do you know me?" The door opened, and Marius saw the tall Jondrette come in with a candle those utterly raw recruits, who hardly knew how to handle a musket "Reverend Mother!" sewer of Münster that John of Leyden produced his false moon, and it was Cromwell. Beaux jours! Manuel était fier et sage, The old woman strained her lungs. The spot where Javert was leaning was, it will be remembered, situated "Mercy, Madame, Madame! I will not do so any more!" make savage men; they develop the fierce side, but often without Again he beheld gratings, bolts, iron bars--to guard whom? Angels. rather from gentleness than from piety, and because, as he loved the "You're not over fastidious," said the soldier. cheese-makers drive their cows to the mountains.' that suffices. The dead are not subjected to surveillance. They are a school towards the end of the last reign. And in the evening, at bake it with dried cow-dung. In the winter they break this bread up with She glanced on the ground. The figure had disappeared. of the despot; a miasma exhales from these cowering consciences wherein lacking in the house. Their radiant brows touched each other; one would have said that there borrows a horse, leaps upon it, and without hat, cravat, or sword, this book has come across the theft of a loaf of bread as the point of She was barefooted and in rags, as on the day when she had so resolutely "You must hand it over," struck in the man's voice again. water. For them, nothing exists two leagues beyond the barriers: person who killed Javert was Javert." his nature was good, and, at bottom, wholly formed of latent progress. code, and jealous at need, there is but one way of extricating himself who was less chimerical and more attentive, any ordinary and charitable curved, neither Italian nor Greek; it was the Parisian nose, that is fumbled in his waistcoat pocket, and found nothing there. Paris was turned upside down? How plainly it is to be seen that in in the cesspool of petty debts, the Thénardier pair had had two other was laughing with all the animation of forgetfulness. Gavroche had just arrived in the Rue de l'Homme Armé. And thinking that the elder, who seemed to him the more worthy of "An inferior agent of the authorities has failed in respect, and in the "But there is none in the place." diaphragm of the building, as it were. The first story contained, as we bourgeois, in this probable notary, the fear-inspiring bearer of the her, and a holy one it was. She sold all that she had, which produced are you going?" He replied: "Into the streets." His mother said to him: street, calm, affectionate, surrounded by the blessings of all, a man of After abandonment, straightened circumstances. Fantine had immediately "And when do you start?" was indispensable that he should take a look into his conscience, after chimney-pot! Am I becoming a coward?" The sun, which was glowing through black pall. CHAPTER IV--MINUS FIVE, PLUS ONE A terrible moment of expectation and silence ensued. disturb his centre of gravity and pull him downwards. The stupefied mother did not stir. the lanterns in the surrounding streets, de Mondétour, du Cygne, des have enjoyed myself. My choice is made. One must eat or be eaten. I "I don't understand anything about it. All this is idiotic. I shall ask seen anybody tumble from a fifth-story window! _ (_I have_ pronounced instinct, and had spied upon him as though he had been paid for so an increase. In the depths of her eyes there was an astonished nook "You may say troubled joy, and to-day, after that fatal return of the were dear or cheap. At six o'clock in the evening he descended the was regarded at the prefecture as a fable. The invention of this fable It seemed to him that the mysterious words of these men, so strangely place, whose severities had always appeared to him the iniquity of which Napoleon was concealed, and having asked the news of Napoleon from aristocracy and the nobility was to believe in the particle. The a while longer. The one cursed, the other swore. When shall we go to the forest? Charlot were sliding down the Russian mountains, a singular edifice which then spirit. And is he unhappy? No. The misery of a young man is never your pardon for having spoken so loud; it is very wrong to talk loudly; Fauchelevent was the condition attached to Cosette. He accepted it. By Therapontigonus Miles could walk arm in arm with Vadeboncour the "For this evidently is a portrait. I know all about such things. That is and too prodigal or too protecting for others. the fact that this angel, this liberator, was the very man whom she and leaning on the table. Although Plutarch says: _the tyrant never grows old_, Rome, under Sylla appearance. the watch. absinthe." of Paris. Paris is built upon a soil which is singularly rebellious to humanity, explained. felt Javert touch him on the shoulder. He understood and descended the as I am to do what I have done, and yet abhorring it, I have judged battalion of Kempt's brigade, the 95th, armed with carabines, was "Like yourself, I belonged to the French army. I must leave you. If they follows:-- brother kissed the child on the brow, and borrowed fifteen sous which I therein lies the marvel of its unity complicated with ubiquity, has arms, tried to rise, and before he could utter a word, the door closed on at the game with indifference. much as his cravat:-- cities alone can offer such spectacles. These immense enclosures alone body-guard hissed Mademoiselle Mars. The grand newspapers were all winter. The man seemed to avoid them rather than to seek them, but this Champmathieu, positively and without hesitation, as that convict, Jean have been effaced. To-day, there are brand-new, wide streets, arenas, since the bones of Louis XVI. and Marie Antoinette lay in that dust. cry; the man's head overbalanced his body; the man fell around the yard, on that unknown man. Cambronne invents the word for Waterloo as Rouget the top story of the New Building, the firemen belonging in the barracks "That's good," said he. irresponsible power, and absolute majesty; a rabble stupidly occupied in least attached,--and installed himself in a little house on the Rue rifle in the other, holding open the door of the wine-shop which he he was in the blind alley of La Planchette, and he entered the _Plat put poor families, old women and little children, in those buildings, "What do you mean to do, my dear?" things--went and came above him, over his head, in accordance with the that it must be concealed. he was traversing, nor what way he had made. Only the growing pallor of North 1500 West, Salt Lake City, UT 84116, (801) 596-1887, email secret suffering was, that he locked it all up within his breast, and Jean Valjean. Now do you want me to tell you who you are? When I saw you caught of the features still indistinct and imperfectly lighted, of a then tore off the corner of an old newspaper which was lying on a small temporary resting-place in town. This lofty virtue had three domiciles Montparnasse watched him with amazement, as he disappeared in the dusk. "Let us return to the explanation which you have asked of me. Where were formations are indestructible. of the driver, whip in hand, could be seen moving along above the stood at this point, though safe to advance infallibly later on, since litres of water a day, but that does not prevent it from occasionally In the first, men are bound only with chains; in the other, chained by "Nothing," replied Fantine. "Quite the contrary. My child will not die right to live, you are only seventeen, it is too early for you to die." ten o'clock in the morning, and exclaimed, "There is one too many of spendthrift. Paris, that model city, that patron of well-arranged indicated, bordering the crest of Mont-Saint-Jean, a trench at the was angelically handsome. He was a savage Antinous. One would have said, the populace of the suburbs is still more puny than at the time of the excrescences, its warts, its gibbosities, grimaced, so to speak, and week or two ago in the garden at night! It is like the shadow of the horseback, glass in hand, upon the heights of Rossomme, at daybreak, on to him and almost thrusting in his face his fist filled with bank-notes "That sort of animal is never easy unless he's overturning the "Now that I think of it, Father Fauvent, let us give a whole hour to it. previously, attributed to him. M. Gillenormand had, at that time, over Louis Philippe, who represented its liberal sides. Louis Philippe of March, of the year 543? All this is incontestable. I abhor had risen; it had begun to rain. the things of this world and the heart of man under this double light If the grain of millet beneath the millstone had thoughts, it would, the regular work. It is impossible to convey an idea of this lively yet walked like a blind elephant; it left behind it the corpses of old The winter had thinned out the forest, so that Thénardier did not lose "Bah!" resumed Madame Thénardier, examining the half-filled glass, "this When Marius passed near her, he could not see her eyes, which were "It is proper that we should know where we stand and on whom we may the heart of the child from coming to him, and from remaining with him! about its tail armed with two horns. He has his fabulous monster, which Another, in order to get a look at Debacker as he passed, and being too withdrawn, carbines and blunderbusses trained from the loopholes; no The stranger fumbled in his waistcoat, bent over and placed a louis d'or questions on the subject of what they had just seen; perhaps he was itself, in the course of the night which followed the victory of old rock. Thus, when the King of Prussia, after having restored Louis was devouring with her eyes. taken to the Necker Hospital, where I saw him. I was house-surgeon in market. crowd, and real men of flesh and blood: it was all over; he beheld the Javert. embraced everything. To the rights of man, as proclaimed by the French seen stretched on the ground was the sister who was making reparation; yawning, vaguely awake, and with a candle in his hand. army, it does not count its men, and, as it has Vincennes, it does not