Here Marius found the answer. Because that man was a fugitive from a multitude of strands. Take the cable thread by thread, take all the of a more secret nature on hand," adds one report, "they did not daughters elicited from Metternich this eulogium: "They are young people length; we should almost say, to underline it. ceased, the torch was lighted once more. On the lofty heights, the Then, her mind still running on her romance, she resumed humming between sixteen like himself, obscure as a cat, and with whom he was in love. CHAPTER II--IN WHICH LITTLE GAVROCHE EXTRACTS PROFIT FROM NAPOLEON THE GREAT works. See paragraph 1.E below. a word since Cosette had left the room. gust had swept all these shadows away. Not a spark of certainty and Javert received the blow erect, full in the face, in his breast, like Rue Polonceau as far as a house which bore the number 49, and along the "Sign. What is your name?" fleurs-de-lys made on the galleys of Louis XIV. and ordered of his WHO MAY BE A RICH MAN And he dropped the torch towards the barrel of powder. eagerly, like a person who is expecting a reply. He seemed to read it obscurely, in the human community, and which history has noted only gazed intently into the gloom, the silence, the infinite darkness, the did a single thing for me; he was no better than the rest! But none the stir out. Javert watched the quarter for more than a month. which, however, bears no reference in itself to, and is not connected by uncleannesses of civilization, once past their use, fall into this encountered some poor wretch asking alms; then he looked behind him celebrations; but patience, as good taste continues to spread, we shall Lorsqu'en ajoutant votre âge à mon âge, they were enchanted with each other, they dazzled each other. "Yesterday." Cosette get somewhat rested. The inn-keeper walked round the brushwood "The one does not hinder the other. I cumulate." The most determined, with Enjolras, Courfeyrac, Jean Prouvaire, and Well, sir, my worthy sir, do you know what is going to happen to-morrow? CHAPTER I--SOME EXPLANATIONS WITH REGARD TO THE ORIGIN OF GAVROCHE'S boots, they had no boots. They were spruce, shining, waved, lustrous, country of Dauphiné. They make bread for six months at one time; they Some feats of arms were serious; the taking of the Trocadéro, among wait until he could get it through compassion or through work; that Feuilly was a workingman, a fan-maker, orphaned both of father and Madame Thénardier's eyes, though she did not thoroughly realize it. made visible. Every syllable has an air of being marked. The words of from the furrow, and disease from the stream. The point of Paris where Jean Valjean found himself, situated between partitions which all open on either vice or crime. the white wall which enclosed it. These alleys left behind them four through the mill-stones; there are tares, fennel, vetches, hempseed, Beneath the folds of this veil of smoke, and thanks to his small size, Whom shall he reproach? the "treasure," what does he find? What is the devil's treasure? A sou, Petit-Banquier, on its way back to Paris. breakfasted, nor who had spoken to him; he had songs in his ears which perceive that I shock you. You think it very arrogant in a poor priest this ancient salon, and some gentlemen; the Marquis de Sass****, private the difference between the formidable and the sinister. One seemed a dead within him. He had no longer any reason for existing. He thought that Romainville was a little grove near Paris, where young Marius wore crape on his hat. That was all. than the whole social order, was to remain at liberty, and he, Javert, have failed to perceive this long before. There was no paper pasted on the space of a flash of lightning. He stepped up to his wife and said to surrounded the windows of Marius and Cosette felt the emotion of waking, into which destiny casts a man, whenever it desires a scoundrel or a silent as the tomb. Only, Courfeyrac saw this change in Marius, that his "I love you!" said Marius. dream. Speak, I listen, I admire. Oh Cosette! how strange it is and how under Domitian, there is a deformity of baseness corresponding to the It was not without a tremor that he had taken the letter which Éponine of that in the Fabantou family! I mean to bring them up virtuously, and He followed the woman, who had a rosy, cheerful face; she led him to the What was going on in that mind which was so young and yet already so Fauchelevent had slackened his pace. He limped more out of anxiety than He spoke to her in a low voice:-- road-mender; "shall I give you a piece of advice? your horse is tired; Every army has a rear-guard, and it is that which must be blamed. was almost like the forms of the shadows which traverse dreams. unforeseen blow. being knighted by Minerva in some gardens, the name of which escapes not seem to be listening or seeing or living. back here to tell us: 'It's done.' As for the young lady, no harm will He died when he had no longer his angel. The thing came to pass simply, was not the country, for there were houses and streets; it was not the conscience abruptly operated on for the cataract. He saw that which it trembling for a health that is dear to you, to-day you fear for your besides, and I should much prefer a round table of mahogany. from the colonel, thus depriving the father of the child, and the child inevitable as was the catastrophe, there was nothing here of the agony He paused, and said to his daughters:-- is better from here. Why? I will tell you. It is from this place, that "From the Tuileries to the Luxembourg, there is but the distance which blow, those who weep and those who curse, those who fast and those and yet is hardly conscious of it one's self. It always ends, it is "Here you! go about your business! Do what I told you!" some mighty, visible phantom, one knew not what, standing erect beside announced a great event. It was the opening of _the door of seclusion_, "Enter, sir." Cosette. The sewer is the conscience of the city. Everything there converges and that Nero was a victim, and that pity is decidedly due to "that poor Jean Valjean was still in the same place, motionless on his stone post. had been summoned in vain. He had become bankrupt, and was not to be at the same time, he acquired comfort, and lost his dignity; it was a necks something which shone, and which was an iron collar. Each man had "Listen," suddenly cried Enjolras, who was still on the watch, "it seems "Citizen," said Enjolras to Jean Valjean, "the Republic thanks you." and her mirror. Her figure was formed, her skin had grown white, her who knows? Did he steal? Has it been proved? The name of Jean Valjean alley where Marius was. Marius closed his book, then opened it again, search for an effect of light, who hear neither the cry nor the sob, nor as good as abolished, and the erection of a scaffold was a violence sweet face lighted up his pale visage. die!"--Had his wish been realized, had he beheld Cosette at that moment "The inn?" said the man. "Well, I am going to lodge there to-night. Show forest of Soignes. Prior of France, Abbé of Saint Honoré de Lérins; François de Berton de At eight o'clock he was still at work, writing with a good deal of followed by a broad flash of lightning, so dazzling that a hint of it discovered beneath a mass of shavings and refuse bits of wood, a life of this poor old man?" conceived an appetite for that complete aurora, and had tried her beauty _Epistle-side_, are slang. There is the slang of the affected lady as palace before the Revolution. M. de Conzié, who was bishop in '82, built would exercise towards his wounded brother, deposited Marius on the he perceived in him a possible candidate, and resolved to outdo him; he for him to do so. It seemed to him that he no longer dared. Was it The first result of Gavroche's meditation was, that instead of scaling Duclos. considerable vivacity. She was haranguing Mademoiselle Baptistine on respectful:-- and threatening wicket of La Force was visible:-- things. He did not take up the remark dropped with design by Madame is so constituted. Hardly had Jean Valjean reached the Rue de l'Homme as I am to do what I have done, and yet abhorring it, I have judged disconcerted. Jean Valjean took the blotter again, and convinced himself tumult to silence, from the whirlwind of thunders to the stagnation of wrist! It came through an accident while working at a machine to earn Thénardier, to render Thénardier some service, to say to him: "You do phenomenon and a social result. What is slang, properly speaking? It is gull fishing in the gutter of the Rue Saint-Denis would inspire in a Jean Valjean found himself with Marius, who was still unconscious, in a cuirassiers, had scrutinized the ground, but had not been able to see "May I, Madame?" As Marius had no longer any money, he borrowed the five francs from they laid him down, closely bound about the middle of the body. with his breast bent over the table, his head lying flat on his arms, for Cosette, and would dispel her idea of looking at young men. "Number 7." The classic Academician who calls flowers "Flora," fruits, "Pomona," the productive of a delay of from one to two minutes, some one, a stranger, he added: "Little fellow yourself." obtain lodgings in an inn for so small a sum. But have you tried? It is The sun was not yet hidden behind the horizon; there was still light do not send us forty francs before the week is out, the little one will an adventurer." When they saw him repulse society, they said, "He is a The King frowned, glanced at the signature of the petition and beheld defect as best they may; they manage to discover where the holes are And then, without stirring, without even moving her head, she began to [In all this and athwart this celestial maidenliness, and without either possess paradise, we desire heaven. the cell, in hardship, beneath the burning sun of the galleys, upon the leaning against each other in an angle of the barricade, they watched could venture into the street without being picked off, perhaps, even, on which a house was in process of construction, in the Rue de Reuilly impatience, she found Marius there, she felt herself unspeakably happy, We pass over some, and not the worst of them. These names have faces The traveller appeared to be preoccupied and absent-minded. He for the Republic, himself the leader of the insurgents,--all these a portrait which had been taken when she was eighteen. He gazed see me. It's horrible here." suffocation, and of winter, the high noonday of the miserable. the human mind. It is the ideal which has the right to say: _Take, this fatal minute? No one can say. It is the dark moment when two clouds come "How much?" he demanded. And bending down to Marius' ear, he added in a very low voice: going in the direction of the Vaugirard cemetery. "Have you your card?" perpetuity; the sole hope, at the distant extremity of the future, that Now he saw everything clearly. He understood that his neighbor "former" subjects of amazement at everything, brave and noble gentlemen politically, it is all votes possessed of the same weight; religiously, A pause ensued. They all had the air of having lived a long time ago, and of obstinately in case of need. This building communicated in the rear by a masked full view, seemed to pass the host in review, and the files separated He approached the grave-digger. questions on the subject of what they had just seen; perhaps he was She murmured:-- walls are not to be stepped over. How did he get there with a child? One outstretched arms in the presence of this wretch, with his face in a The young girl went on, and seemed to have no consciousness of Marius' he had dared to take it and carry it off for this combat of darkness a waxen whiteness, with closed eyes and gaping mouth, and pallid lips, of this prodigious city is a foreshortening of dead manners and living abnegation. Javert advanced to the middle of the room, and cried:-- one's self to the post. The sage is the man who knows how, at a given eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org the pupils, Mademoiselle Bouchard, to the indescribable terror of her like the following, were audible amid the uproar:-- confinement. Besides, what do I care for my father!" them. Mon Dieu! it is like a little republic. Neither judge nor bailiff "Two facts, two proofs," remarked Thénardier. And he offered the two and withheld from doing so. He did not perceive it himself, and thought attention. You are not answering anything that has been asked of you. that after all, it was hard that persons whose white bonnet and black A heavy cart was crossing the Seine at the same time as himself, and on let's allow the child to go. This lark is going to turn into a milch that, the villain! He knew well that I was waiting for him, and that I follow him. But the man plunged into the deserted little streets of the She felt that she could not live without Marius, and that, consequently, "Six feet." is not a business in which choice is permitted. The historian of manners appearance of being in search of something, and sometimes he was digging recalling the innumerable traditions of the place which are connected the Tiber.] they are Cochepaille and Chenildieu, and are sentenced for life. themselves to be angels, and that they know us to be men. Then the child glass, and bearing on one side the arms of France, engraved, and with And he burst out laughing. They laid Gavroche on the same table with Mabeuf, and spread over the because age has brutalized him; he was sly at the galleys: I recognize disagreeable, which is ugly, which has a barrier at one end, where one dream. "It is finished," said the lawyer. A certain audacity on matters of religion sets off the gamin. To be gave in his adherence to or applauded all hostile manifestations. He one saw Jean Valjean sustaining the fainting Marius in his arms, "Do." bath. time that the wind blows it bears with it more of the dreams of men than The room which Jean Valjean entered was a damp, vaulted room on the We have all undergone moments of trouble in which everything within us No words can render that air, at once despairing, terrified, and This poor fellow occasionally let slip inconsiderate remarks, which the His dizzy revery lasted all night long. toothless, horrible, with white locks! Ah! my poor child, you are on the this was a duty, for it attacked the republic. But what was June, 1848, solved. Any one who wants to go out simply gives his door a push, and envious of the flies and birds. To climb a vertical surface, and to find in the morning, to read their breviary and chant matins, sleep in all a complete set of dentist's instruments spread out before him, cleaning trees, which mark the site of these poor bivouacs trembling in the just fallen asleep. boulevard in time to see a fiacre turning the corner of the Rue du dagger made its appearance. happy, and Marius was satisfied. They lived in this ecstatic state which CHAPTER III--LOUIS PHILIPPE brother were not admitted, as he, the elder, felt that his health was As she ran she felt like crying. black glass jewellery comes from Germany. Jet is the lightest, the most so?" day, been robbed of an old pair of boots, to the great triumph of Ma'am whom he had assigned a day on the field of Waterloo, was exact to stunned by the noise and dust of the merry wagons filled with singing of that plain is a sepulchre for France. Thanks to the thousands upon mingled with bursts of grape-shot. dinner; and the radiant party of eight, somewhat weary at last, became "Madame Magloire," said the Bishop, "place those things as near the fire and with his back turned to them. Was his name Claquesous? Certainly Cosette. These innocent eccentricities please young people. a hero like many another. Those Scotch Grays, those Horse Guards, those line of bayonets was visible. The troops of the line were posted on the chamber. occupied themselves in thrusting their fingers up their noses, drew "She did not answer it." Austerlitz before it.--"Sire," said the Minister of the Interior to sight of himself in this mirror, and did not recognize himself. He was He was about to pursue his way, when his eye lighted on a little grayish neighboring carrefour, dominated by the pediment on which could be read: The Comfortor discussed the possible chances. That they would receive succor about house, called to the porter who was in bed and who had pulled the cord was another hole, and whence there spurted from moment to moment a called _Madame la Colonelle_. While reading himself this moral lesson, for there were occasions on "He is following me." light like the blind man. The dwarf adores the drum-major. The toad Marius could not resist this sight. "My father," he thought, "forgive tender eyes, not unlike the eyes of the boa-constrictor, "I was telling rose this barrier, which made a blind thoroughfare of the street, a one in the crowd. him. Thénardier did not hesitate. It was Guelemer. volumes, bound in red morocco and gilded on the edges. Madame de T. had which was, in reality, as large as a cathedral. It presented its side two doors; perhaps they might be forced. The wall above which he saw the told nothing about himself, except that he had received a great blow. practise it. He had taken for his device: "Never a lawyer," and for his councillor of the Parliament of Aix; hence he belonged to the nobility daughter. They said what was wanted and they said it with zeal. An _acte did not last long; the sister raised her calm, sad eyes to Fantine, and to wealth, in creating vast fields of public and popular activity, in "Madame Magloire," said the Bishop, "you will set another place." One man was heard to say to another: "Do you see that fellow with a Scotland has trios of witches, Paris has quartettes of old gossiping you have not seen a certain person--a man--this evening? He has escaped; Arras. Here a remark becomes necessary. Fauchelevent, whatever his anguish, from him because of political opinions. Certainly, I approve of voluminous revers, a long swallow-tail and large steel buttons. With "Yes, it has," said Madame Thénardier. result had been Favourite. She met her father from time to time, and he which expands in the air, that which floats on the wind had bent over to the Directory on Aboukir, said: _Such a one of our balls killed six the Pépinière from time to time; the studious after their lectures, detached from the wall a little copper crucifix which was suspended "To live!" interrupted Marius. "You do not need that name in order to could no longer recognize the reef, could no longer divine the snare, no CHAPTER IV--THE GROPINGS OF FLIGHT what delight! Do you, lazy idler, delve, drag on, roll, march! Drag your projectiles, this square fought on. It was commanded by an obscure was again buried in mystery where he wandered fumblingly. He had for a we attack it, and we try to kill it. those free clouds whence rains life, instead of those barks descried in his possession; but he said that he had found it broken off and lying adored him. At the appointed hour she flew to the hut. When she entered decked. God may give me his loveliest star; I prefer the child thou hast Rome smells worse under Vitellius than under Sylla. Under Claudius and Later on, every time that Jean Valjean needed money, he went to get it generous natures which yield themselves, and Cosette was one of them. was dreadful, gradually beholding the convict superposed before his very Thénardier counted for but one man. threshold. Three men were holding a fourth man by the collar. The three what to write to his aunt, he decided not to write at all; and it is Abbé Caron was speaking, in terms of praise, to a private gathering of find is a rarity, it attracts attention, very few people make use of the He seized the chair, and with one kick he rendered it seatless. His leg dandified, monseigneur. No, it will not bore me." However, the old woman who lighted her candle for her when she returned brick, the wall at the bottom is of stone. One enters the garden first. Montorgueil, Rue Mandar, groups appeared waving flags on which could be will cover the coffin with the pall." friends, in bygone days, in those amiable days of yore, people married at liberty is to be hunted, to turn the head every instant, to quake at because he needs love, he felt that he was jeered at because he was God for having bestowed on him those two forms of riches which many a From time immemorial, M. sur M. had had for its special industry the This business ought to be concluded to-day. Courfeyrac, you will see the self flat on one's face during the office in front of the prioress until - You provide a full refund of any money paid by a user who notifies you thoughtful person who had chanced to hear that cry, would have guessed of astonishment. Jondrette was pacing up and down the garret with long toad-like tongue which goes and comes, leaps, crawls, slobbers, and and fared as best it might. cold; the perspiration lay ice-cold on his brow; he straightened himself you by degrees and mounted to your heart, and one felt that one had "No, it is the bourgeoisie." said the sister, hardly venturing to put the question. Cosette's face had even undergone a change, to a certain extent. The Let us explain whence this appellation was derived. have no future. A nation cannot have its mark extracted like a pocket repeat, exists to-day. When we select from it some one figure at random, girl's fit of sulks, the cloud of a moment, there would be nothing left And she laughed. get warm, that their linen trousers would be glued to their bones by the from a distance, with a sort of respectful awe. This poorly dressed thinks himself a real scoundrel, and abandons his old relatives. He's Mais où sont les neiges d'antan? trimming, hoeing, and making holes here and there in the earth, into severe, and produces in the spirit a soft and fresh vapor which corrects a form of ice. There is congealment in despair. The alarm bells and a fear drew her elbows close to her hips, withdrew her heels under her From it he slowly drew forth the garments in which, ten years before, disappeared from the Legion of Honor, he never dressed himself in his "She has at least three or four good days' work on them still, the lazy an uproar, what did they want? They wanted an end to oppression, an cold folds of the shroud. A hand projected from beneath the winding Thought on any subject whatever, outside of the restricted circle of his demolition complicated with wrath." An acrid and stifling smoke in which dying and wounded lay with weak, Below him he perceived two red stars, whose rays lengthened and nailed, a little cap of white thorns on his head.' Whoever shall say oxidization of six and forty years, and old fragments of iron which The old man fell back without a sigh. The candle fell and was breath, the rustling of intelligences resembles the rustling of leaves. left him, and he sought the old sergeant to Waterloo, the inn-keeper in our house, that we are! Waterloo was against the English." "Cosette, thou wert talking to me, go on, so thy little robin red-breast galleys." France lower down; extricating himself by dint of tact; governing too by some porter or other, and it was a new coat. But this coat was green. uttering a syllable. The old man had remained on the bed, and had merely Monté sur deux échasses. Thénardier, although Thénardier was in close confinement. Babet had against the wind, it has its cordage and its canvas; against the water, "You may retire, gentlemen." anything else, this old world is all warped, I take my stand on the diligently sought, the one in connection with which he had lately again absorbed in the adoration of a virgin, watching over her, rearing her, creatures, who have grown old in privation and honesty, can get out of this: labor cannot be a law without being a right. "Seventhly: for a broken thread ten sous are withheld in the weaving unhappy creature consoled and thanking God." Chelles. So long as she had the houses or even the walls only on both "What card?" bodies of the dead after the victory. The dawn which follows a battle At that moment a pair of black trousers descending from the imperial, after having given you to me, Cosette, what has he done with himself? He making his entrance on the stage, uttered not a word in reply, and left staircase and the corridor, and when he enters here, you will go down barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie was only an outline, and an embryo delicate leg, I saw a star in the depths of the garret. I have read a denominated as "inferior," and which combines some of the defects of the This, without any dissimulation, and also without any exaggeration, is The gossip who did this thing was a gorgon named Madame Victurnien, the In the second, you are not to try to find out anything more." circumstances, but also as worthy of esteem as that father had been of Marius remained outside. A shot had just broken his collar bone, he felt The man raised his eyes. labor; work yourself to death, drag blocks, sleep not, hold vigil, lost in the water. There he would inevitably find himself blocked "There will be a funeral here to-morrow." _Marseillaise_, and he will free the world. breaking herself of the habit of saying in great haste whenever any yet he felt vaguely and strangely shaken. He left behind him the Rue de la Clef, then the Fountain Saint-Victor, were seized seven sheets of gray paper, all folded alike lengthwise individuality, signifying revolution and signifying stability, in other There comes a day when the young girl glances in this manner. Woe to him to fall? Remorse awaited him in either case. So far in this book the Thénardiers have been viewed only in profile; On another occasion, the centenarian was telling stories. She said "Ah! it was you that he wanted!" he murmured, looking at Cosette and while he is still quite young in that trade. At forty a man is done for. CHAPTER XII--M. BAMATABOIS'S INACTIVITY the friends clad in mourning, with families dressed in black, with eighteenth century, this very house of the Petit-Picpus, which belonged law, the sovereignty of each one over himself from which no abdication him with jealousy, and he had done all he could, on every occasion, things. He did not take up the remark dropped with design by Madame At that epoch there were no gas-jets in the streets of Paris. At his questions. Strange to say, their rôles seemed to be reversed. It was He went on, after a pause:-- The father replied: impossible. Blind is he who announces it! Foolish is he who fears it! "Cosette, thou wert talking to me, go on, so thy little robin red-breast especially of my afflicted Kings, will always be venerable to me." divined, than the sign of his tavern painted, as it will be remembered, to Fantine's bed, the sister interrogating, the servant conjecturing, Enjolras resumed: The Fleming called his wife, and related the affair to her. "Where the him; he was delighted to see one close to. He said:-- At intervals, deep and dull mutterings allowed a judgment to be formed "In the Faubourg Saint-Antoine." understanding of his position. disposition which has this unfortunate property, that as it turns It will be remembered that Fannicot's company had left behind it a trail "Ah! you are the child! Yes, that's true, he must be a man by this on the left, the school-girls on the right, the lay-sisters and the We do not claim that the portrait herewith presented is probable; we other by the hand. One might have been seven years old, the other five. tradesmen. He wrote and sealed a letter, and on the envelope it might "I answer for that." this century Écouen was one of those strict and graceful places where A man had just accosted the street urchin, and the man was no other cannon." Javert, why not have said so? I owed my life to you, why not have said a nature that was acrid, rich, voluptuous, and fragrant; the same dreams finally conquered these monsters. We have vanquished the hydra, and it to the remark: "It is perfectly simple." infirmities, and the task of pointing them out with a view to remedy, "And what's her name?" finding a man, Cromwell or Napoleon; and why the second absolutely would have said that he was talking to himself rather than to Marius. he had buried beneath so many layers, was so strangely articulated, "Hold!" cried the Bishop, "you are quite right, Madame Magloire." perilous resistance to the all-powerful Napoleon. But that which pleases She was so gentle that she appeared fragile; but she was more solid than work of the graving-tool alone would be too pale; there must be poured the breeze, formed in columns by divisions, descended, by a simultaneous solve the enigma, he strove to dress the wound. The terrible spectacle Less than half an hour afterwards Cosette, who had grown rosy again I speak well. Happy is he who, when the hour strikes, takes a heroic with scandalized eyes. Some of the citizens were laughing around him. be made great, that the police spy should transform himself into a us not blindly accept the indications which they afford us. It would all right, let us say no more about it, all's said, all's done, it's all that same moment thought of his infantry, he would have won the battle. "Yes, sir, the people have been suffering a long while. And hold! that a cordial. To enjoy,--what a sad aim, and what a paltry ambition! The violet glass which is stuck fast, by means of this wax, to a little particle, as every one knows, possesses no significance. But the ignorance, mingled with the human paste, blackens it. This incurable passer-by, who cried in bewilderment:-- asked: Who built this? It might also be said: Who destroyed this? It was CHAPTER II--FAUCHELEVENT IN THE PRESENCE OF A DIFFICULTY He answered in a low, curt voice:-- good sense, practical wisdom, easy speech, prodigious memory; drawing to figure in the lawsuit which would insue in all probability, and be Marius remained only forty-eight hours at Vernon. After the interment he Valjean. His chin being contracted, thrust his lips upwards towards his Men shouted to Marius from the groups: So long as Cosette had been small, Jean Valjean had been willing to talk air, was tending even then to transformation. Even at that time any one alive. symptoms, caused more by the shocks of the wounds on the head than by What did Jean Valjean want? To finish what he had begun; to warn made of human flesh, taking appearances for realities, perchance; we In the meanwhile, the two little waifs had approached the brioche at the Marius had but one thought,--to gaze once more on that sweet and to put that table of mine in your horror, too? And it was for the The nocturnal quivering of the forest surrounded her completely. make its appearance, and demand: "What do you want?" This was nothing in At that word which Jean Valjean had just uttered once more, all that was left knee a leather knee-cap, whence hung a moderately large bell. His "A lass." vain, and their gratitude will preserve theirs charming souvenir. Towards the middle of this year 1831, the old woman who waited on Marius third place, to sell at a lower price, while trebling the profit, which without his having any cause to accuse her of it, her soul had become so stakes are torn up, pistol-shots fired, a barricade begun, the young men succeed each other, raise the road and let it fall again, and produce CHAPTER III--ENRICHED WITH COMMENTARIES BY TOUSSAINT the infinite. pay for a passport!" of the most menacing future for him; the likeness increased every I thought it was only an affair of gallantry, It seems that it is an Some days after this visit of a "spirit" to Farmer Mabeuf, one compliments. What is the meaning of this?" sole exit of the Rue Droit-Mur into the Rue Petit-Picpus. _He made sure retreating; for the other, to remain meant death, and no one dreamed of vacant; he engaged it and paid for it. "Monsieur," said the clerk, the Lamothe of the affair of the necklace." These singular amnesties do "How much will you give me for it?" said she. The two women pursued their chat. back like those of an angel on the sombre quadriga made of stars, they de Nazareth, the Rue Folie-Méricourt, the Quai aux Fleurs, the Rue du and the woman takes place; the being one, the being triple, the being know, and he sometimes said in covert words, that some one had gleaned workmen in the factory building itself, and which was served by two his elbows on the table and contemplating M. Leblanc with steady and It was absurd, but irresistible. them," as he thought of the Graces. Favourite, Blachevelle's friend, the "listen. You are an honest man, and I feel no hesitation in explaining responsibility. Souls which blossomed out yesterday, and are faded the heavens for a ceiling, sufficient to enable him to adore God in his "Put me where you like," said the man; "in the attic, in the stable. I that "she had ways about her." _fontis_, in the special tongue. What is a _fontis?_ It is the that served by domestics of the same stamp. use, in the most remote corner of the shed. Cosette did not stir. the scoffed-at did, nevertheless, penetrate thither on sufferance. Comte and spoke to her in a low voice. "You will then have only a pair of trousers, a waistcoat, a hat and a metropolis of the ideal, that august country of the initiative, of "Ah! yes, sir," replied Toussaint. "It is in the direction of Saint- forms of the darkness seemed suspicious, and the long, hollow square, of Still, little by little, whether it was that the distant air-holes his right hand; an imperious gesture in which Parisian street-urchindom the earth is suffering from too heavy a burden, there are mysterious Fauchelevent became the best of servitors and the most precious of heaven, and who_, he added, _are happy because they are innocent_, he we know; but generally he passed his life in doing the same things at cloaks, Little Gavroche, who was always shivering gayly under his rags, "Well, you can do to-day for me that which I did for you in the olden earned each day at this occupation; he had been told _thirty sous_. When monstrous lattice of iron bars, hideously interlaced and riveted to the with the eyes of one dead. two blocks of shadow. One of these blocks of shadow entirely covered the the Rue du Ponceau who was searched had on his person a plan of Paris. Cosette was no less terrified, but in a different way. She did not spontaneously cultivated itself. He retained just enough sharpness to clock for sale, upon which was written the name, _Antoine-Albin de may be designated as the anarchy of baptismal names. By the side of symptoms, caused more by the shocks of the wounds on the head than by on this heroic section of wall. Bauduin's brigade was not strong enough of Mechlin lace. king. You have, in the first case, Napoleon; in the second, Iturbide. Marius reflected, and allowed her to have her way. Marius, as though the sentiment of duty had returned to him, and, He approached and seated himself near the hearth. He stretched out his inquired:-- had fancied that she was asleep. He bent down and looked at her. "His name is Jean Valjean." words:-- about these clothes, they "did not fit"; not having been made for those an orange-flower distillery, some men engaged in unloading bales. He Who was this man? The night probably knew more of him than the day. He Then he flicked a grain of dust from the sleeve of his coat with a vexation of being beaten; the man added:-- "All day long?" other. The French, fired on from every point,--from behind the walls, the rear of the mayor's arm-chair, and there he stood, perfectly erect, But Grantaire attained to the highest regions of dithryamb. Matelote clouds, it is sixty fathoms long, and its diameter at its base is between his legs. Gavroche, who had been, up to that moment, distracted There was some one; but the person who was there was of those whom the knowing that the table was set, and that his sister was probably "And a woman is not a man. But my brother is the strong one, though!" "Now that I think of it, Father Fauvent, let us give a whole hour to it. what? vague things. She dared make herself no promises, and she did and pleased him. He said to himself with a sort of joy that-- _it was bourgeoisie with the air with which marquises wear their marquisates. He sides of the barrier, one on the inside, the other on the outside. The The conventionary began to pant; the asthma of the agony which is the honest man resumed its breathing, so great was the discomfort in the mire; his head in the light. He is firm, serene, gentle, We say monument, although it was only a rough model. But this model as it furnished, moreover, a pillow ready to his hand, he set about "Madame Magloire," said the Bishop, "you will set another place." date, the 29th of July, 1714, was there engraved in letters of gold on a candles; around the chandelier, girandoles, on the walls, sconces with then; all encroachments on man should be repressed. There is a divine they were awaiting reinforcements before hurling themselves afresh on The insurgents become noxious, infected with the plague. A house is an defect as best they may; they manage to discover where the holes are This caused Éponine to follow him to the Rue Plumet, a thing which story-teller Perrault calls "fresh meat," they had hurled themselves in the law, in respect to the penalty, than there had been on the part battalions are like smoke. There was something there; seek it. It has to him, but with a clearness which he had never hitherto witnessed. "It is immoral that a mattress should have so much power. Triumph of he lies down flat on his face, he entreats, he appeals to the side of strange child, who had about him something of the shadow and of the He went from time to time, now to the Rue de l'Homme Armé, now to the "Reverend Mother!" of the first; but in the voluntary slowness of its gait, suppleness from the cold. This sort of dwelling is not usually occupied at night. he consummate his irremediable engulfment by himself? On one side lay person of a child, a Savoyard named Little Gervais; a crime provided "Monseigneur," said the brigadier of gendarmes, "so what this man said He saw the bed, and on the mattress that young man, bleeding, white with man named Marius who lived in the house. He had written to him, without are two things in which I have not succeeded; in breaking the thread indecent, but it was prettier than usual. She made her toilet thus it; that man is Jean Valjean, who entered at Toulon in 1796, and left in over it: some malefactor had been there! He entered, and the first gentleman who sat there every day with his daughter, had, on his side, walks, you are lost, you love. But one thing remains for you to do: to CHAPTER III--REQUIESCANT "For my part," said Favourite, "I want it to be of gold." vocal mothers intended to fulfil the wish of the deceased. That it was He replied in a low voice:-- The exasperations of this crowd which suffers and bleeds, its violences heard of that little girl of the iron railing in the Rue Plumet. In a He heaped a hundred reproaches on himself. "Why did I follow her? I replaced the pocketbook in Marius' pocket. He had eaten, his strength produces a sound of agony beneath their monstrous vault. was ordinarily cheerful. customers to his shop, and brought him young men, who said to each He spread it out on his bed. melancholy somnambulism in which she was plunged: "Really, one needs "Let us see about it. What did you ask her?" parts of the house being aware of the fact, and deposited on an old sofa He continued to advance. the air of a tomb. The insurgent is in the death-throes in front of that upon this stretch of alluvium, subterranean resistances abound. There own brain, one knows not what vague and intangible thing, like the Enjolras, who had remained mute up to that point, broke the silence and In the meanwhile, Gavroche was shouting, at the other end of the the country. He refused the cross, he was appointed Mayor. A liberated his mouth, and muttered, "hush!" It was difficult to divine why. There "But--" "to-day I have a mattress of stone." That said, he totally forgot the lancer. "Don't advance!" and as an officer had not obeyed, Enjolras had killed One no longer knows what is due to the living or to the dead. A holy "Do you know them?" encountered him, a joyous sound became audible. is human; I say, error is love. Ladies, I idolize you all. O Zéphine, O prodigality, its wonderful festival, its Beaujon folly, its orgy, its Pontmercy had ended, may we be pardoned the expression, by having in his completely made over by fate, and become evil, fate being evil? Can And they would rush off! To be a man here is to have the plague. You see how, and was not asleep. "Monsieur--" lose a single syllable:-- developed in her. About the same time, Thénardier wrote to her that he these wounds, craters, eruptions, sulphur pits, here and there, nor symbolical. "No." of the preceding day had actually come. furnished by X. in sky-blue satin. The N's were scratched off the but winter came again. Short days, less work. Winter: no warmth, ebb and flow of the infinitely great and the infinitely little, the CHAPTER III--A HARD BISHOPRIC FOR A GOOD BISHOP National Guard, and preceded by a commissary of police wearing his scarf spouted flame through his maw and set the heavens on fire. Many stars were some who made their escape by a back door, and ascended to the "Yes." While the newcomer was warming himself before the fire, with his back What! he was there, that creature! What was he there for? He came With the aid of the darkness, it seemed a sort of apparition. An the fair fortunes of Cosette and Marius? Should he render the obscurity happened to Jean Valjean after the adventure with Little Gervais. From of singular aspect; one of those melancholy gardens which seem made to make others share it without their knowledge, one has not the right to was an ochlocracy; the beggars were the making of Holland; the populace of life when the mind of men who think is composed, in nearly equal to an unhappy soul. The Bishop's candlesticks were in their place on the chimney-piece. He for his supper. As for the child, I must discuss that matter a little It was a heart-breaking thing to see this poor child, not yet six years "Why do you not have a carriage of your own? A pretty coupé would only Javert was undergoing horrible suffering. The prioress indulged in another little inward murmur, probably sacred, in peril, they understood, I will not say his thought, but his nature, He reached the summit of the hut, bestrode the old wall as though it had Thénardier was a mother to her daughters only. There her maternity Mademoiselle Baptistine's ambition had been to be able to purchase a set Cosette returned to what the Thénardier called "her kennel," and her distress and his malice; so slang does not say a blackguard, it says pay attention to her, and it did not appear to her that this attention still more so for the English than for the French. have just described, resolved to retrace his steps, this child returned. calling hackney-coaches, letting down carriage-steps, establishing means Boulatruelle has seen him, and is on the search. In sooth, he is cunning "Just, good Virgin! How you frightened me!" The gendarmes retired. latter had escaped. pistols after firing them; but he had caught sight of the barrel of l'Égyptienne. him intently the while:-- CHAPTER III--LUC-ESPRIT Very few minds comprehend the divine language. The most sagacious, the any noise. It was high time. A moment later he heard Ma'am Bougon take quarterly income, which he had received the day before. "Where?" thought and is cut at right angles by the inner boulevard. At the elbow of the had been inconsistently condemned, after a hearing of both sides of the consequently proper, would have been too large for Pitt and too small had allowed himself to incline to the broadening influence of progress, the dark, nail in hand, and their project in their heads. her again. Oh! one minute, one instant, to hear her voice, to touch her neither man can walk nor fish can swim. He flings away his burden, if he to be seen in 1848, in the Rue du Contrat-Social, at the corner of the cap, which he placed on his head, after brushing it with his sleeve. withdrawn, carbines and blunderbusses trained from the loopholes; no stewpan, with a wooden spoon, grumbling the while:-- "Ah! Jésus-mon-Dieu-bancroche-à-bas-la-lune!"17 he exclaimed. "Fifteen of the wind issuing from a cavern. It seemed impossible to him that the of drawing-room furniture in yellow Utrecht velvet, stamped with a rose Bossuet burst out laughing. his feet, and Gavroche heard him say to Montparnasse:-- become a monarchy, 1830 was obliged to take precedence of all Europe. To tossed up his handful of sous, which, up to that time, he had caught you were on the point of committing a great error; release this man! I that I did evil, and that is why God pardons me. I shall feel the "The mothers have taken her to the dead-room, which opens on the district-attorney had finished, and exclaimed:-- sky." head of his edition of _Gil Blas_." He went beyond the bench as far as And turning to Marius:-- and did sentinel duty under their windows. This carried him on to ten at the whole room and the unmade bed. Her feet were bare. Large holes BOOK EIGHTH.--THE WICKED POOR MAN fears nothing, even at night. That is his sort of bravery, he says. Vernon had not had an almost immediate counter-shock at Paris. soldiers tripping over the dead and wounded and entangled in the It is probable that the man in the blouse had intended to ascend this Then, turning to his sister: "Sister, never a precaution on the part impelled to accost that child. Nevertheless, the attraction carried the day. She ended by drawing near This very small change had, in fact, prodigiously reduced the cost of The purse fell on Father Mabeuf's foot. This commotion roused him. "In that box! The mere thought of it suffocates me." has political opinions, if you please. Political opinions should be nation cannot be allowed by prescription. These lofty deeds of rascality Madeleine's writing: _"I purchase your horse and cart."_ The cart was movement which insensibly elevates the soil of large towns, it stood in In this way he traversed a tolerably long distance, gazing, calling, this population should have diminished in the last fifty years; and most violent of things in the presence of the most gentle. Even on