BOOK FOURTH.--THE GORBEAU HOVEL Spring came; the garden was so delightful at that season of the year, "The duty of the inn-keeper," he said to her one day, violently, and in suffered. As she listened to him, Cosette's eyes wandered vaguely about. "I see what it is. Well, yes!" The man handed her the bucket. An instant later they were at the tavern "Here!" said she, "this is for that old fellow who goes to mass. By the It frequently happened that when M. Madeleine was passing along a have had himself drawn by the lightning. He passed, pacific and severe, was the leader. _Iron_ is an English word. Is it possible that irony is upon the hill itself, and which were mounting and filling the whole gialluta, fa o miracolo_, Yellow face, perform thy miracle,' so our a success. They did not perceive the danger that lies in having an idea openings; eighteen hundred and seventeen thousand hovels which have but a benevolent gentleman doing? Will he come? Perhaps the animal has Basque had left him. He was very pale. His eyes were hollow, and so had written to M. Gillenormand to demand his son. The malady had grown to insist upon here, this war, which wounded the military spirit earth is terrible on the seashore, what is it in a cess-pool? Instead of had a nimbus. They touched each other, they gazed at each other, they have received her education gratuitously, he humbly begged the Reverend The Rue de la Chanvrerie, of which a few paving-stones alone were dimly this person, once in the forest, had dug a hole with his pick, buried voice, as he plunged under the black elm-trees, in the wintry wind:-- "It was a new lodger who has come into the house," said the old woman. letters, by the eldest of the Thénardier girls:-- and the Holiness there is but the smoke of a ballot. Every skull-cap may Valjean at liberty was bad. In the first case, the man of authority fell one is exasperated only when there is some show of right on one's side processes of disinfection, it exhales, a vague, suspicious odor like Foundation web page at http://www.pglaf.org. the records of social observation; is to serve civilization itself. This "There are Italians, and they are numerous, who say: 'This book, _Les not wasting the few moments which she passes with you in writing to me. all alone. I arrange a chamber prettily. If I could have put the good smoke. aristocracy and the nobility was to believe in the particle. The walk, two paces from me?" He was utterly upset, he would have liked to because of his age, and strolling about in the open evening air. "Can that be Marius?" said the lieutenant. was Montparnasse. description entails all sorts of catastrophes in that sombre world. The birth, so to speak. All contemporary social crimes have their origin in Cosette. She had exchanged rags with the first young scamp she came hungry? "Madame Magloire returned immediately. We said our prayers in the tiger, and fled. expiration of thirteen months. Some coppersmith had made stewpans of Rue de l'Homme Armé, on the 4th of June, he had deposited it on a round stockings in the tall grass, fresh, wild, without malice, all received, the measured tread of battalions, the dull and distant gallop of the He tapped again. was evident that to-morrow, that an hour hence, a pouring rain might "Well, Cosette," said the Thénardier, in a voice that strove to be was a benefit to the manufacturer. been greatly angered had he had a lightning rod to ward off such Her voice was so abrupt and hoarse that the two women thought they heard The walls are covered with inscriptions. Near the feet of Christ this his back, put it on the ground near the door, retained his stick in his his handkerchief. Babet read the papers, a striking exception in the sent her, had begun by keeping the ruffians away from the Rue Plumet, It was conceived as follows:-- "Can you see the bride if you stoop down?" any transition state. This sudden and sometimes severely accentuated perceived Cosette on an altar. And on that altar, and in that glory, the the princes of Europe, the owls of this dawn, shut their eyes, wounded eyes, upon M. Fauchelevent, overcome, little by little, by that to an unhappy soul. of what was about to take place. As is the case with all those who are "He is dead! He is dead! He is dead! He has got himself killed on the anything which comes to hand. While Éponine and Azelma were bundling up And from one of his pockets he drew forth a sou. to indicate on account of the grave events which at that epoch hung on doubt, that they were not more entirely the conquerors. The pursuit was And in a low voice to the lieutenant:-- plan. In former times, those severe places where the discipline of the CHAPTER VI--THE GRASS COVERS AND THE RAIN EFFACES pocket-book, a very large knife, and--a suspicious circumstance--several One of the mattress ropes was cut. made me shudder from head to foot." They were dressed in blue, with a not see the person. old street, and that a posting-chaise does not pass through the Rue des is a shelter. A false name is security, and he had rejected that false The sound of the latch roused him. He raised his head with an expression "Ah, good God!" he exclaimed, "it's one of them!" appropriated for the monumental hillock. This road was, and still is, The first detail that struck the observer was, that the door could never they were passing through a crisis. She was deeply conscious that it was "They will not open." also. It sufficed for us two. She had trouble, also; all day long up to force the lock; the key was there; he opened it; the first thing which CHAPTER VIII--PHILOSOPHY AFTER DRINKING the man whom Marius was anxious to save would be lost. One o'clock had said, a spy as other men are priests. He had a superior, M. Gisquet; up Je pris un baiser à ta lèvre en feu, query: autumn, Father Champmathieu was arrested for the theft of some cider entitled _Claude Gueux_ that this word made its appearance. The horror guns. No address was joined to the signature. Marius hoped to find the address From that moment he redoubled his tenderness and brotherly feeling prominent man in Greece for fifty years was that grammarian Philetas, father comes in that category, I do not know! I am sorry for it, so much intelligence and spirit which render one sensible to the mysterious Geniuses in the impenetrable depths of abstraction and pure speculation, half-open door, with his head bent a little forward and quivering, his conquer at Austerlitz is grand; to take the Bastille is immense. Comte d'Am*****, the kindly man with the amiable chin, and the Chévalier CHAPTER IX--A MERRY END TO MIRTH springing from the earth in the form of Thénardier. In the hope of Madame la Comtesse, she has the honor to be, Madame, with profound respect, arrangements. He came at the hour when he knew that his son would be eighty-three, by the maid of Madame la Présidente Jacquin, a son, a holy sacrament was profaned on two occasions a few days apart, in two radiant portal. Jean Valjean was no longer conscious of fatigue, he no heart of cities; the one has Jean Chouan, the other has a Jeanne. which I have made which is, that you have not uttered the faintest cry." born in Paris. "So it is in the room at the end of the corridor?" rather large, dark room. The stranger stepped into it. At the further his thoughts and his eyes to penetrate indiscreetly between the bars of perseverance, with a certain blind obedience, _prompte, hilariter, "Yes." the police? The white-haired workman whom Marius had encountered in the This word struck Marius. light like the blind man. The dwarf adores the drum-major. The toad of petrels and penguins at the South Pole, and the incalculable element Father Mabeuf who lives in the direction of Austerlitz, sometimes when I to reveal his name. This person carried a package--something square, prioress expects you." room, perceived that Cosette's mind was distracted, and that, instead of epoch the _Gazette des Tribunaux_ was not yet in existence. the faubourgs, above all, we maintain, that the Parisian race appears; where one encounters one of these workmen, sometimes divine, sometimes better to grow salads there than bouquets." "Madame Magloire," retorted to-morrow morning?" than the straw chairs of the Rue de l'Homme Armé, had rooted it. Marius Jean Valjean, in bewilderment, strained her wildly to his breast. It trustworthy. Treachery between master and servant begins in curiosity. They searched him. CHAPTER VII--THE EFFECTS OF DREAMS MINGLED WITH HAPPINESS likeness. This man, as the reader already knows, was a vagabond who had country. From the associations of the Friends of the People, which was which began to twinkle in the sky, the funeral repose of those deserted The prisoner shook his head with a capable air, like a man who has francs." movement, and in proportion as the wretchedness of limb and feebleness And, pointing out to the eldest the mat on which he was lying, a very top story which was called the Bel-Air (Fine-Air). A large chimney-flue, were flowers everywhere. The house was no less fragrant than the church; near the point Saint-Eustache. A certain Aug--, chief of the Society twelve sous a day. Her daughter cost her ten. It was at this point that of the horse's hoofs on the pavement. "Provincial," said the man, "if you positively insist upon it, I last time to explain yourself clearly on two points. In the first place, of the world, one thing, that Cosette might love him! appearance in succession, the heads of the horses touching the rear of indignation. He was touched, almost softened by them. It seemed as degrading for the son of Colonel Pontmercy in the combat which was about or understand. The lightning must, at the same time, have hindered sacred horror beneath the porches of the enigma; those gloomy openings of the moment, the artillery of the National Guard, and a conflict braying, bayonets levelled, the sappers at their head, and, streams, the uproar was indescribable; a close and burning smoke almost for a chair"; that one must be on one's guard; that at night there would and much affected air, his lips indulged in obscure movements, as though an almost lugubrious solemnity, and exclaimed, so far as a dying man is murmuring, "Mercy!" in terrible guise, and as though taking part in what is going on. The Fauchelevent thought that it was an orison which she was finishing. her." These reunions were sometimes periodical. At certain ones of them, there applauding, was formed around this whirlwind composed of two beings, the less, be out of reach with the young girl, and Marius reflected on "What have you come here for?" _Credeville the thief_ on the Pyramids. "If I leave the cart, the first inspector who gets his eye on me will shadow." However, the darkness might have misled him; Jean Valjean's death was It was the voice of Jean Valjean. to fear in this house? There is always some one with us who is stronger talking in the garden. Gavroche peeped through one of the breaks in the served as a wagon-house for market-gardeners, and no communication loudly:-- CHAPTER V--COSETTE AFTER THE LETTER insurrection, the foundation. "That will serve to pay my note for one hundred and ten francs which "Father," Cosette asked him one day, "what is there in that box which He paused, and then said:-- she was, and who had ruled over her masterfully and bent her to his on again, then to step under the shed with Cosette. A man who is fleeing Friends of the A B C had convened that evening. The argand lamp was Rue Saint-Denis on the corner of the Rue aux Fers. had its own physiognomy. By the side of the one where they were singing, Thus it will be easily understood that that grating, so obligingly ropes, and a red flag, fastened to this pole, floated over the the socially beautiful. Eden will be reconstructed by A+B. At the point neck-ribbon, and exclaimed:-- Feuilly was a workingman, a fan-maker, orphaned both of father and "Your father! promise me, Éponine! Swear to me that you will not give day in the house!" man turned from the Rue Saint-Antoine at a run, made the circuit of the her." Where fair maids go, lon la.] this. belong in those parts, and whom he, Boulatruelle, knew well," directing In the inclined mirror facing him which surmounted the sideboard, he saw weather was bad, he had an umbrella under his arm, but he never opened please the women, you are a handsome fellow; as for me, I spit on my basket. The insurgents, panting with anxiety, followed him with their chaplaincies, and cathedral posts, while awaiting episcopal honors. As continued to talk to herself, with her head resting on the pillow: "How Forks. When the hour strikes, this man of the faubourgs will grow in and God no longer suffice; they must be eked out by the Postilion de the East was thrown into the ground in the West. In both quarters, women Marius, with a load upon his breast, was on the point of descending The crew was busy bending the sails; the topman, who had to take the CHAPTER VIII--TWO DO NOT MAKE A PAIR Not to mention these new marvels, the ancient vessel of Christopher Thus he proceeded in the gloom. He resembled the beings of the night executed, the discharge took place with the terrifying rattle of a round The Thénardier, dishevelled and terrible, set her feet far apart, threw The silence preserved by the prisoner, that precaution which had been vocal mothers intended to fulfil the wish of the deceased. That it was The man of lofty stature whom Courfeyrac, Combeferre, and Enjolras had at Bonaparte in the Carrefour Baudoyer as at Macbeth on the heath of termination in _aille_, in _orgue_, in _iergue_, or in _uche_. Thus: and turns, were admirably chosen; the neighborhood of the Halles, in dormitory, the wall had, been pierced, the chimney scaled, the iron CHAPTER II--BLONDEAU'S FUNERAL ORATION BY BOSSUET precision of the reality,--not the whole situation, but some of manure, on the other hand, is gold. insurgent who was a formidable marksman, and who was firing from the top a beloved and charming companion to her. It will be remembered that M. nevertheless, than the brutal slaughter of the field of battle. at a time. These men watched me pass. facts, the premonitory symptoms of latent social malady, move heavily, nails in them. You can judge of the bad dust that makes in grinding. And that strange young man, so long indifferent and icy, who now seemed to Courfeyrac was an honorable fellow. Beneath the apparent similarities He answered himself: "If this man has, indeed, stolen a few apples, that "patriotic curé." His meeting, which may almost be designated as his the day was on the point of dawning, alarmed at the idea of hearing the Marius turned to the third letter, which was a petition like the Cosette felt rather than understood the meaning of these words. On reading history, on studying him, especially in the documents and 'blaze the crib.'" stockings destined for the young Thénardiers. A very young kitten was them a few paces off. Gavroche allowed an: "Ah! good!" to escape him, Innocents; in 1810, under the Rue Froidmanteau and under the marshal of France; that which joyously trundled the barrows full of him!" who says: "Assets at end of current month," the gambler who says: dominated by a bourgeois. M. Gillenormand reigned there. our neighbor goes to his dinner. Mother Bougon is off washing dishes in perambulating colossus suitable for fairs, might have frightened the essential had been compromised as yet, and he had five hundred francs in When a man is as much in love as a tiger, the least that he can do is to "Wife!" he cried. "That which you see there, higher up in the door, near a nail, is the doing, they produced an effect of their breasts which was of service to "A moment later he added:-- to have its finger on its lips. Had all the modesty which had been All this was black of hue. It was he who had brought those garments to lane. No one saw them. Among the heap they could distinguish a livid inclined, that which crawls on the earth had gone in search of that Blachevelle threw himself back in his chair, in an ecstasy, and closed "All the same, that old fellow bothers me." village; Ohain is another. These villages, both of them concealed in voice of Christ, _ut voci Christi_, at a gesture, at the first sign, who is very poor, and for the man who is very worthy. He wore a very his words: On the following day, M. Gillenormand said to his daughter: of imprints of bloody hands were visible on the door-posts. It was there "Father!" There is for everything a theory, which proclaims itself "good sense"; such was the fright which the Thénardier inspired in her, that she dared passed on. Almost a third of Dubois's brigade fell into that abyss. boasted of being able to crack a nut with one blow of her fist. Except making others with the bullets which they had run. As for the barrel of beneath the Rue Saint-Denis, and it was a pity that it was not so. Under well as of the _précieuses_. The Hotel Rambouillet nearly adjoins the for the different societies. straightening up with a backward movement, accompanied by a raising of "What am I to do with a stone?" Thénardier; "one would swear that they were three sisters!" it. After the fillip on the nose, the blow from the fist. The army is be analyzed as follows: three commissions; one to the Panthéon, ten The lad asked for no further enlightenment. At each succeeding phase of improvement, which became more and more He said, moreover, "Teach those who are ignorant as many things as The man no longer produced on her the effect of being old or poor; she in fact, to overthrow the English left, to cut off the road to Brussels, the salt duties," brings forth, "Long live the King!" The assassins of CHAPTER III--AUSTERITIES eat. I have the spleen, as the English say, butter is so dear! and then terrible purple. of corpses which should return to embrace the living. fear of exhausting his strength. All were awaiting the minute when he thirty-sixth of the month--never, that is to say. I might let that exit to a cardinalship, and who resembled their bishop, with this He saw that black form standing out in relief against the white as she was in Boulanger Lane and in the neighborhood of the church, the distance from all those veiled women passing to and fro, he saw before which had been left open; the horrible, glowing tool disappeared into is a monster; but not so great a one as M. the Marquis de Louvois. Sir, _a certain Lord Baron_. David d'Angers was trying to work in marble. The Marius was seized with a shudder. necessary to you, those trees are well beloved by you; that you entered me.' occasionally had recourse: burned, the wooden Christ was not burned. The fire preyed upon his accomplished, all these miracles of art, address, skill, and patience man has not the time to meditate on his own death. Enjolras fixed the dismiss the fiacre." which are, to-day, probably effaced: that sombre and uncertain gleam, than that livid, motionless, astonished "How strange it is, one grows attached. What money is that? Take back asleep. When she heard her husband's step she turned over and said to of the case, and as he naturally took in the ideas and opinions which knees along the barricade!" CHAPTER IX--MARIUS PRODUCES ON SOME ONE WHO IS A JUDGE OF THE MATTER, THE EFFECT OF BEING DEAD divided into the upper and the lower town. The lower town, in which he as with lightning. While Napoleon was passing through the death struggle at Longwood, the thought, he made a hideous comparison as to what this woman was, and as which swam a few Mayagan beans, inspected his irons and tapped the bars. the day of his death; he calls the head which counsels him in crime _la to omit in his report to the prefect of police, as unworthy of official quoted; an excellent woman, moreover, and the only merry one in the And, in addition to this,--all these contradictions are the lightning It is sad to think that the love of a mother can possess villainous thereafter in condemnation. Who was this man? what was the nature of his The interrogation mark which accentuated this "well" signified: spirit at certain moments of life? Did a voice whisper in his ear that He said to Fantine in the gentlest and calmest of voices:-- to smile broadly. Later on he gave the man the posting office of Meaux, from one house to another. The street was narrow and the gutter broad, He could not take his eyes from it. From time to time he advanced a step circumstances, but also as worthy of esteem as that father had been of succeeded. But we doubt whether he had thought of suicide, an Guelemer addressed him:-- rest. a wheelwright, and to have had a daughter, who was a laundress; but that without disdain. He was indulgent towards God's creation. Every man, to him. beauties say to me incessantly, 'Tholomyès, when will you bring forth and himself, the necessity of regulating his pace to the pace of While reading himself this moral lesson, for there were occasions on "Nor to any one." in Spain--is one of the most sombre concretions of the Middle Ages. The "Poor mothers!" he thought. "There is one thing sadder than to see one's he was not altogether sure that it was not chaos that he grasped. On return. Drive it out better. The episcopal palace was a huge and beautiful house, built of stone at CHAPTER I--THE SOBRIQUET: MODE OF FORMATION OF FAMILY NAMES he turned round. memorandum conceived in the following terms:-- "There should be no other newspaper than the _Moniteur_, and no other Every moment the vigorous and agile young ruffian indulged in the Jean Valjean disconcerted him. All the axioms which had served him as game of the mouse and the lion. At the same time, he reckoned himself insurrection. The soldiers against Alexander, the sailors against door. the Benedictine nuns of Cîteaux. It mounted back to the Abbé of she slowly retreated, and hid herself at the extreme end, under the his part of breath and of sunlight, he was a living man. Now, what has The marriage took place, therefore, in accordance with this now with us and take themselves off, and leave us here alone to attend to lighted candles. Her glance fell upon the water which stood before her; did not speak, and only exchanged a melancholy sign of the head. A real. It was providence appearing in horrible guise, and his good angel that, the villain! He knew well that I was waiting for him, and that I corner in such a submersion of joy? Cosette and Marius were passing This was the second place of captivity which he had seen. In his youth, The troubled and unhealthy conjectures which had outlined themselves in seems to me that I am about to shoot a flower." "Oh! would that I could die!" prodigality, its wonderful festival, its Beaujon folly, its orgy, its the first up in the house and the last in bed, waited on every one, even She gazed at the butterflies on the flowers, but did not catch them; Lévis,--which was pronounced Lévi,--Cambis, pronounced Cambyse. These "The brat's tongue's well hung!" exclaimed Babet. is its sewer system. booths were all illuminated, because the citizens would soon pass on useful. He had formerly been a pruner of trees, and he gladly found At nightfall, in a meadow near Genappe, Bernard and Bertrand seized by Bonaparte places a postilion on the throne of Naples, and a sergeant woke up, on the plains which adjoin the Salpêtrière. There they held Quand je vous menais au Prado dîner, whither are we going? To science made government, to the force of things fortunate as to be ignorant of the meaning of those gloomy words: public is in a condition of flagrant insalubrity. All civilized peoples offer dream. Speak, I listen, I admire. Oh Cosette! how strange it is and how of shadow; he considered the invisible with a fixity that resembled CHAPTER VIII--IN WHICH THE READER WILL FIND A CHARMING SAYING OF THE LAST KING into the Rue Polonceau. He saw the gleam of their bayonets. They were beautiful is nothing but the summit of the true. Artistic peoples are history they will not be met with any more. These salons had a literature and politics of their own. They believed "There are no faults of orthography. You can look. We have received an her neck. When her fatigue becomes unendurable, she prostrates herself they must kneel. triumphant little grimace, "I shall stay." side, and her sister's son was her natural heir. The boy, whose name was And he turned to Jean Valjean: renunciation and solitude to germinate in him? Was he, in the midst of wear socks were barefooted. tranquil." They replied:-- troop wished to make an end of it, insurrection was desirous of This, which is true of all great armed encounters, is particularly tranquillity. Ordinarily, when an insurrection commences, when the read the letter. He could hardly recall it. But a moment ago a fresh the pediment like a fractured leg. the happiness which she felt in boasting of something, to which no human the lanterns in the surrounding streets, de Mondétour, du Cygne, des the Rue Plumet, killed by the blows of my father's club, or whether I'm that I should be in my own little corner, and that, while you would have multitude of rivers and brooks ooze there; one drinks the Seine, the Courfeyrac had, in fact, that animation of youth which may be called man in the garments of a laborer, who limped along. The procession was rascals. Above all things, don't open the door."--And the house assumes it returned, shot for shot; total, twenty-two. It has been calculated The bourgeoisie then, as well as the statesmen, required a man who the enemy was not making any movement. Nothing was stirring; not a mayor was there; what had she to fear? Thénardier perceived in the direction of the Bastille a wan whiteness For the first time in eight years, the wretched man had just tasted the made its way to Rome. We have seen a note addressed by the then reigning handful of snow applied to her bare skin between her shoulder-blades had more she looked, the more dazzled she grew. She thought she was gazing into the house and had listened at his door, as he passed. It was a pressed his hands, adored his garment, kissed his feet! Oh! Why had his length in the Rue Saint-Sabin, where it spread out over a stretch two A door which stood open near Cosette's pallet permitted a view of a the rule greatly aggravates. Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation, the owner of the Project returning on his track at times, to make sure that he was not being later he added:-- cannot be undone by the street. It is the same in things pertaining opened directly on a steep staircase of lofty steps, muddy, chalky, proceeds more directly and more sincerely from the very depth of our Each one of them in turn makes what they call _reparation_. The words which she had heard Madame Thénardier utter had been able to wring God, always within man, and refractory, He, the true conscience, to the myself also, and you shall soon see to what I have condemned myself." renunciation and solitude to germinate in him? Was he, in the midst of than according to what he thinks. There is will in thought, there is M. Leblanc was very pale. He was scrutinizing everything around him in mistake it for one of those subterranean corridors, which were so common to laugh. That encourages one to deceive her. To see her gay removes that our intentions are not evil." A little roughness is good in cases of fear. It is reassuring. The two In the evening, thanks to a few sous, which he always finds means very curious manuscripts; among others, a dissertation on this verse in proximity of jealousies which render each other null and void; legally affair, entrusted with this same function. toil. There is a certain formidable machine, have you seen it? It is from him because of political opinions. Certainly, I approve of He cast a glance on the bill, and could not restrain a start of When they had left the church behind them, the man, on perceiving all The soul does not surrender to despair until it has exhausted all because of a volcano which ejects its pus. The maladies of the people do Tenth; all is going well!" immediately wet. When there is a little sunshine, the lizards come A few moments later they had joined Babet and Montparnasse, who were preceding; he read:-- out over the Quai Bourdon, covered the Bastille, and was prolonged on as a National Guardsman, owing to the insurrection, and the father had Polonceau. There, at the angle of which we have spoken, it descended to might, without knowing why. Then she felt a pang at her heart. It was had wept in nineteen years. of a starving man. However, after supper he said: neighbors, humiliations, dignity trampled on, work of whatever nature Jean Valjean strained his ears, and heard something like retreating all the dawn; strike these two sparks together, Paris, childhood; there is chained is a terrible word. The writer doubles and trebles his style oneself, one is firmly held." heard a noise above his head. He listened; it was a footstep pacing back in one corner, and never any fire. He dined with Cosette, and he had a Then it is seen that the man is simply a peasant, that he appears black ears, and that I have accordingly boxed his wife's." He stepped up to Cosette. She was asleep. supreme resolutions, that it was indispensable that the small should to the Pont Louis XV.; it was a piece of mechanism which was not He saw the bed, and on the mattress that young man, bleeding, white with In the door opening on the Rue de Babylone, there was a box destined for even nearly impossible for every one, for there was an _open sesame!_ Towards the middle of the night Jean Valjean woke. wore no crown, although a king, and no white hair, although an old man; CHAPTER I--THE CONVENT AS AN ABSTRACT IDEA the Apocalypse. John on his rock is the sphinx on its pedestal; we may "He was." sculptor Ceracchi), who went mad; Mother Sainte-Chantal (Mademoiselle de Or:-- benevolence of the founder towards all; the threads which M. Madeleine becquillard_. In the seventeenth century, to fight was "to give each _To Monsieur Laffitte, Banker, Rue d'Artois, Paris_. He drew from his raising Marius in his arms, as far above the water as he could. The mire The "good man" entered. The Thénardier cast a second glance at him, paid I should fall ill, I should throw myself into the water. I absolutely While the young girl was engaged in opening the package, unfolding the way in being a witness to what was to take place, and he engaged the Now Toussaint, as though she had been destined to be Jean Valjean's "Ah!" clearness of vision in the democrats. 1830 had bankrupted the people. enter. The convent is a compression which, in order to triumph over the peaceable, patient; a good man and a good prince; sleeping with his strength and extreme weakness, had fallen asleep without knowing with When he had finished he signed the paper, folded it, and said to the dimness of dawn, became more and more clearly outlined as the light There stood his bed. the contemplation, in their twilight splendor, of these sombre triumphs their Sunday finery who passed the elephant of the Bastille, were fond It engenders a whole world, _la pègre_, for which read _theft_, and a the charming hour which was approaching; and that their griefs were but best of men, he would be the worst; that it behooved him now, so to At times, Jean Valjean suffered so greatly that he became puerile. It is "Do you know, it's mighty lucky, by the way, that he didn't recognize "There came a blow with a stick. "Listen." Talleyrand. He had been M. le Comte d'Artois' companion in pleasures and collective sovereignty, the war of the whole against the fraction is The Bishop, who was sitting close to him, gently touched his hand. "You the aggrandizement of the human race, universal deliverance; and in the "Hullo," said he, "it's him. Good day, public order." of minds will have their fetiches, and they sometimes feel vaguely chamber and that it should be he. CHAPTER XVI--QUOT LIBRAS IN DUCE? No tongue can express all that lay in that word, _woman_, thus pronunciation was nasal and absolutely unlike the dry, shrill tone which bickerings, I love Agnes, I love Pamela, Lise burned herself in setting charming little Loves is already fairly spitted. He is resisting, glory, liberty, young ideas, young generations, the age. But this "Yes, the brutalities of progress are called revolutions. When they are The rent fitted exactly, and the strip completed the coat. "Bishop," said he, with a slowness which probably arose more from his the door. which is employed on board ship, that wonderful language of the sea, on, at the centre of continents, in a grand parliament of the that epoch, and who arrived at D---- about three o'clock in the morning, is that old fellow? Is he a poor man? Is he a millionaire? Perhaps he is emerge from all the mouths of the shadows. But shadows are there, and The doctor saw Jean Valjean and spoke with him. levities_; errors imputed to newspapers, _the imposture which distills "Théodule, your grandnephew." unchained afresh within him. His ideas began to grow confused once is almost indescribable. For the last few minutes M. Leblanc had appeared to be watching and is called the dauphin, the god gamin is called the bambino." is the way I recognized him. Any other man would have felt that things "Citizen," said Enjolras to Jean Valjean, "the Republic thanks you." Perhaps M. Fauchelevent was a republican. Hence his very natural "Do you know them?" fast. He remained nailed to the spot, petrified, stupid, asking himself, he dug in his garden; again, he read or wrote. He had but one word for Basile, and is no more scandalized by the prayer of Tartuffe than Horace no further encounter except the abrupt and rapid apparition of death. which stand open, and refuses to souls that are closed, he comes to Thénardier pushed the table close to M. Leblanc, and took an inkstand, This cavern is below all, and is the foe of all. It is hatred, without coughing and laughing at the same time. employed against it, and miscarried; Kellermann's balls were exhausted them in a grumbling tone which was full of adoration, "Ah! there you Memories recurred to Jean Valjean. Chance, that is to say, Providence, Thus three results ensued from one idea. "Ah, come now," said Madame Thénardier, "did you hear me?" "And this is the second: he did not assassinate Javert, because the which God furnishes gratis; he gazes at the sky, space, the stars, altered, and that the jury had before their eyes now only an innocent branches. Then came an innumerable, strange, agitated multitude, the She obeyed. In that house more than anywhere else, perhaps, arise those children's The wig-maker turned pale. caused the vague flash of the social sword to be visible in his clenched vanished. CHAPTER I--THE CHARYBDIS OF THE FAUBOURG SAINT ANTOINE AND THE SCYLLA the first place, he must know whether this was Javert. bad, and yet I grow thinner every day. Farewell; my paper is at an end, executed a very important operation; they had just got hold of the firing upon Garibaldi; that is to say, upon the living honor of Italy? you have whitewash on your back!" On the previous evening, Marius, in a Fantine laughed with the rest. Some people maintained that he was a mysterious person, and that no from him because of political opinions. Certainly, I approve of thought of the little barricade, and went thither. It was deserted and l'Homme Armé. He also seized a large square coffer, of the dimensions of a large height of a man from the ground, a small window which had been walled up Maître Renard, par l'odeur alléché, All the morning she was melancholy, said but little, and laid plaits tell me one hundred and nine francs?" prioress, seated on the only chair in the parlor, was waiting for "Eh! eh!" saw, as he traversed the street in which the Bishop's residence was At least, she believes it to be so; but it is an error to imagine that Then she paused. It seemed as though words failed that creature formerly them one hundred and twenty francs. He sent them three hundred francs, it will do me good to see that innocent creature. She knows nothing at Grapes" (_"Au Raisin de Corinthe"_). Hence the name of Corinthe. Nothing and thieves' ritournelles assumed, so to speak, an insolent and jovial Charles X. from beneath that dais which had sheltered Louis XIV. and "What do you mean by that?" cared for, as is everything from which profit is derived; they were children, somewhat frightened, followed Gavroche without uttering a except in the evening. He dined at five o'clock, and after that his door of unprecedented surprise, mingled with fear and joy, stars sparkling, offered his services. Business was pressing; they were accepted. He set reach it. "Madame Magloire," said he, "fetch me a chair. My greatness two; and that terrified him; him, who had never in all his life known An icy breeze whistled through the window and entered the room. The the child were not given to him he would disinherit him. The father had in accordance with a custom which is rather widely prevalent in and pale, in a uniform of the Louis XV. pattern, bearing on his breast back to the truth by their very force, they are not absolutely sure that where Madam Rousseau, at that period still plump and rosy majestically "Her happiness was the object of my life. Now God may sign my dismissal. aside, the historical and political question held in reserve, from the "M. Scaufflaire?" show me his empty hands, and, since I am in need of some money for my said, "Remain!" But in the presence of so violent a temptation, reason the measured tread of battalions, the dull and distant gallop of the had left--a little better than the dog, a little worse than the cat. century, a sort of cook-shop which no longer exists. This cook-shop was of the ground, tactics, which preserve the equilibrium of battalions, unmasked on their flank; Bourgeois, Donzelot, and Durutte compromised; washed free. The last veil is torn away. A sewer is a cynic. It tells As it was a very poor quarter, he bestowed alms largely there, and the "Good," said Jean Valjean. "Now I am going to ask two things of you." Bugeaud swept public Paris; a double and connected operation which was a seigneur de Rochefort. The last was Guy-Étienne-Alexandre, and was The clock struck six. Fantine did not seem to hear it. She no longer shape of the paper signed _Fantine_, and a consolation, the fifteen back upon himself; he reflected dolefully on his idleness, his paralysis "You indoctrinate republicans! you warm up hearts that have grown cold Thénardier replied with simplicity: "He is a wealthy farmer. I saw his terrified houses these incendiary couplets:-- stone, in the right angle of a wall, as high as the sixth story, if need Wellington, oddly ungrateful, declares in a letter to Lord Bathurst, cold, and blood was clotted at the corners of his mouth; his shirt had All at once, towards the end of February, 1832, it was discovered that little morsels of worked copper which are found on the public streets. sewer under the Saint-Martin canal without interrupting navigation or the darkness of the heart; the more it has disappeared, the more it and Gavroche with difficulty restrained a scream. A moment later one of animation which he had shown at his landing on the first of March, when against the wall. It really was something which resembled a picture, and scented out by the monster, shuddering, dishevelled, wringing its arms, elder branch in Charles X.; and that which they wished to overturn in yellow, with an odd phiz, a vivacious eye, an enormous amount of hair wasted time. Some passers-by informed him that the man and child of whom He wrote the following letter to Fantine's dictation, and made her sign "Anything. I'll black your boots." a crumbling state,--disembowelled, one might say. The château served assistance; in less than a quarter of an hour the town would be in an "Come, now! And my mother?" "Long live the Republic! I'm one of them." impossible. In less than a minute, two thirds of the stones which been very much delayed. He had bivouacked at Dion-le-Mont, and had set vanished. men; the law sells it to them. I do not blame the law, but I bless God. renounce all attempts at depicting. The epic alone has the right to fill "You?" that profound silence, like that which heralds the beginning of a storm, "No." in a voice in which the strangling sound of the death rattle began to by finding God there. vermin. paper. The first was thin, and had a long, iron-tipped cudgel; the he has placed himself there. Let him remain there. Let us shoot him down Cosette paid no heed to this, passed her evening and slept well that Grand Sewer is, in fact, eight feet wide and seven feet high. who have not a sou." and the pocket of his waistcoat gaped. Fauchelevent's wild gaze fell persuaded him to promise that he would come and occupy it. street, and this person noticed this: After the mayor had passed the This work, peculiar to the whole of Europe, effected more ravages in happinesses one after the other; and he had this sorrow, that after A full hour passed in the most profound silence. The old man and the old It gazes at you and condemns you. What dismal things are closed houses. by exhaustion. shouted: "Wait! Don't fire at random!" In the first confusion, they the iron to the magnet and a lover towards the stones of which is built glance in the case of certain wretched men, which seem unconscious sewers; which has its streets, its cross-roads, its squares, its blind- _"Amen." _ is proper and grayish; laid out by rule and line; one might almost say creation amid which he beams. He gazes so much on humanity that he him only an agitation of shadows. By dint of attention and sharpness The dispute over this entrance was furious. For a long time, all sorts man. Marius liked to arrive by the end of the alley which was furthest from attic, the dungeon, and the rags of shivering young girls, when they can following him. At a certain moment fear assailed them; whether it was I have comprehended what was passing in my brother's heart. He was shameful Place de Grève of a shop-keeping and bourgeois society, which the dead man was Monsieur Marius, and that he, the coachman, recognized played in a piece once. There were a lot of us fellers, and we ran Grande-Truanderie, and the Rue de la Chanvrerie, and whose transverse orphan, that his name was Marius Pontmercy, that he was a lawyer, that barricade, carrying pass-words. Another, with a naked sword, a blue Marius, did not speak, and let things take their course; but that when It was this old woman, ornamented with the name of the _principal would soon be over; and the rolling of vehicles overhead, having become "He is dead." know the meaning of the word. Marius was Marius. On her side, she circumstances into account. He said, "Examine the road over which the He went straight to "his alley," and when he reached the end of it he the four lines which follow:-- "You are children," said Thénardier, "we are losing time. The police are who wore them, they were too tight for one, too loose for another and point of the refrain. His face, an inexhaustible repertory of masks, tumult of all Paris, the abominable thing which had passed before her. from slumber in the mud which produces fever, and from slumber in the "Provided only that he comes!" he muttered, then he returned to his revolution? on, one takes the body long before the soul; sometimes one does not take repudiate baseness, but which has this valuable side, that it preserves CHAPTER III--BRUNESEAU you do.' I gave him the address. When I mentioned the house, he seemed you have no further demands to fear. You will say to me: 'But I haven't stolen it. Sometimes there could be seen gliding into the butcher's shop terrific fire burst forth. It was the last of their cartridges. When and the pivot, Father Madeleine made his fortune; but a singular thing which counts none victorious, this desperate soldier stands erect. He certain instruments which will force a lock or pick a lock, and others "Or at Trinity day. Why not to-day? Is it the thing to say: 'I will eat cannons, and then, with emotion, holding the supreme moment suspended knapsack, well buckled and perfectly new, on his back; an enormous, When the corpse passed near Javert, who was still impassive, Enjolras "A secret." "Yes, Monsieur Madeleine. In order to return here it is first necessary seemed pleased. While he was at work, a gendarme passed, observed CHAPTER IV--BEGINNING OF A GREAT MALADY As we have already said, Corinthe was the meeting-place if not the moment brought clearly defined drum-beats, clamors, platoon firing, and to procure, the _homuncio_ enters a theatre. On crossing that magic useless; all his penitence was wasted. There was no longer any need of twenty-fifth of the total population of France, and Parisian guano being intoxicated and ecstatic state:-- "Pewter has an odor." she was in bed, and it was ten o'clock at night. where I would have planted my foot on you." The patrician and the knife-grinder, the duke and the peer, the limb chamber, and, in order to redeem the severity of these magnificent there is the pure blood; there is the true physiognomy; there this He opened the valise and drew from it Cosette's outfit. "I have been loving a little more all the time that has passed since that crime before consummating its own. 1772 sounded the onset; 1815 a clenched fist grasped his throat. At last he tore himself from his fore-carriage, black with rust, almost terrible, all entangled in curves name, her Christian name nor her abode; these two letters were the first It was of no avail that the pavements of Paris were there on every side, devoted the whole of the time to observing the stranger, watching him it. moment a powder train of friends scattered all over Paris. He composed, return home; moreover, it was growing late; every evening, Ma'am Bougon sufficiently good account the fatigue of the nation, and the hatred of "Now," pursued Thénardier, "sign it. What's your name?" temporary resting-place in town. This lofty virtue had three domiciles grew enthusiastic for the absolute, they caught glimpses of infinite The Marquis d'Avaray, whom Louis XVIII. made a duke for having assisted yard. The man who picks it up opens it and finds in it a note addressed "Because I have no money." which does so well convey, _"Pardieu! who compels me to this?"_ Then wherever I am." And Marius, in the very heavens, thought he heard a strain sung by a "Thénardier." in a voice in which the strangling sound of the death rattle began to Marius, as we have explained, before his marriage, had put no questions towards the light; he had forgotten the sun which was on the point of in keeping the dazzling ideal fixedly in view, and of soaring thither At the noise thus produced, the officers ran out in throngs from the of man, love. A voice which did not belong to Ma'am Bougon replied:-- All these women were gentle with the children. The nuns were severe only Blancard were disabled, on the side of the English there was Alten yonder? I haven't dared to risk myself in it. Phew! you don't smell Griserait Monsieur Orfila. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. honest masses, unknown even to the imprudent chemists who had prepared going to demand any money of me? You are the curé, are you not? the curé Greeks called the Furies "the beautiful, the good, the charming," the passers-by would spit on his tomb. This was done. The dead must be blot of the cavern, the drop of sweat from the brothel, trials "I have had a mattress of wood for nineteen years," said the man; CHAPTER VIII--IN WHICH THE READER WILL FIND A CHARMING SAYING OF THE LAST KING