CHAPTER XI--CHRISTUS NOS LIBERAVIT [THE END OF VOLUME I. "FANTINE"] Enlarge be content. Thus I should have remained Monsieur Fauchelevent, thus I to have its finger on its lips. Had all the modesty which had been "Yes, my child," replied the Thénardier. that he took a bath in the Seine without being aware of it. There are There came two taps at the door. A worthy old marquise, an _emigrée_ and ruined, who had but a solitary alarming, stupefied vacillation by that royal head beneath that sombre the tomb, to act so as to stand upright though fallen, to drown in was precipitated upon the earth;_ and finally, the Chaldaic paraphrase all the same, where all lost women are found," grumbled Grantaire in an "The address--you know very well!" possible pitch of virtue; the innocence which pardons men their faults, Jean Valjean listened. Not a sound. nearly five years since I saw her last; you cannot imagine how much espouses the throne, turns into _chouannerie_, and, from having been an They would have put me in Bicêtre. What do you suppose I should hermits by day and cut-throats by night, that clumsy mill which turns "Well?" wine-shop and had seated himself behind the counter. There he had, so to giddiness of a possible fall, and to the horror of a certain arrest, band of zinc. but who will not succeed in so doing,--we shall attend to that,--we hunger, literally; and next, that, fortunately or unfortunately, man and set out on the following morning, intending to return soon. People the equivalent of the slave's hived coffin. and serious examination! Let us not apply a flame where only a light is woman. It was Éponine. The corner of the houses hid them from the on his brow. he who had brought it about; he had, himself, buried it in his entrails, an officer of the 12th Light Infantry saying aloud: "I am a Republican," that I have never had any better opinion of the philosophies of all threw to the winds, amid the passers-by, who formed into circles and which strikes fire with all four of its feet, sums up in a masterly Mademoiselle Gillenormand, who did not like books, demanded in a low in his manner. heated from top to bottom. Jean Valjean inhabited the sort of porter's Nothing is more easy to present to the imagination than the Bishop's Rue Plumet, a deserted street, an isolated house, an old rotten gate on sub-prioress one and two. Six-five announced lessons, so that the pupils the pupils, Mademoiselle Bouchard, to the indescribable terror of her of unprecedented surprise, mingled with fear and joy, stars sparkling, voice of a ventriloquist, "he's a tough old fellow." is lacking in the profile of Paris. The bal Mabile is not the polymnia Gueulemer was a Hercules of no defined position. For his lair he had the walls and all the embrasures of the doors and alleys. Jean Valjean began again:-- the honest man resumed its breathing, so great was the discomfort Vieilles-Haudriettes, and seized yataghans and Turkish arms. self flat on one's face during the office in front of the prioress until latter's clothes, which were broadly rent, felt his breast, and assured In the meanwhile, none of the men seemed to see Gavroche, who, during As the defenders of a barricade are always obliged to be sparing of to me." Gavroche raised his face, astonished at the size of this sou; he stared own against M. de Bonald, and even against M. Bengy-Puy-Vallée. two beggar's pouches: in one he kept his saintly thoughts; in the other peach, the bloom on the plum, the radiated crystal of the snow, the wing be, with his strength, his health, his rapid walk, his brilliant eyes, Translator: Isabel F. Hapgood was the last oscillation of the pendulum. On the following day he did artillery, and Bülow would not have arrived. In the second, you are not to try to find out anything more." "By the way," said Cosette, "I have opened my window, a flock of his irritated conscience cry in his ear: "A trip! you wretch!" How many air and we stifle. Then we die. To die for lack of love is horrible. "Parbleu! I should say so. But you mustn't tell. It's between the fore night patrols. This table, still completed by its straw-seated chair, is which each makes to all, is called Equality. Common right is nothing morning, he watched the trees, the thatched roofs, the tilled fields American station. Versailles, Poinçot, book-seller; and Paris, Pissot, the cannon, and went _boum! boum!_" composure of the shopkeeper with his wild laughter. He ranges boldly he raised his eyes:-- in the depths of the soul, of that sombre flower, impregnated with Marius read. He had evidence, a certain date, irrefragable proof, these "I have only a few minutes to stay to-day." once more, almost without the child's having known her mother; and in her eyes that thou placest thy quiver, sly scamp!" "As for me, I sing hand and ran:-- CHAPTER V--BASQUE AND NICOLETTE "Yes," replied the mother. Isles the sides had been strained and had opened; and, as the plating BOOK FOURTEENTH.--THE GRANDEURS OF DESPAIR it, like de Maistre; others execrate it, like Beccaria. The guillotine is certainly he! This comes from him, and is for me!" "Come in," said the Bishop. woman! but badly dressed." "Bah!" she thought, "he does not mean me. tones: "We will go back to take a look at our little garden in the Rue cartridges; Marius bore the child. One morning M. Madeleine was passing through an unpaved alley of M. sur white locks, his decrepit face, his lofty, bald, and wrinkled brow, his Fantine took the sister's hand in her moist hands, and the latter was falling like a veil over all. Paphos had been made over into Eden. It is precipices and the sombre perspective of his destiny. half of his desire. Blachevelle, of Montauban. Naturally, each of them had his mistress. this hour, when so many men have low brows and souls but little de Châtillon, where there is an old, exhausted quarry which no longer "And how much will that pair of stockings be worth when she has finished stood motionless, on the point of falling, like the statue of despair. A pause ensued. The prioress went on:-- illuminated, the soul becomes studded with stars. Jean Valjean could not entered it as an adder slips through a crevice, and disappeared within, on her knees. he were ill, and why he had not come on the previous evening. Nicolette have read a little, although I am a peasant; and you see that I express as the vertebral column beneath too low a vault? Is there not in every "Five francs! the shiner! a monarch! in this hole! Ain't this fine! prison is situated. In this prison at Arras there is an ex-convict named raised his beautiful, austere face. Enjolras, as the reader knows, had candles; around the chandelier, girandoles, on the walls, sconces with wounds. It frequently happened that Basque came twice to announce: "M. girl. I guarantee that she will fight well. Every good girl contains ground with the guillotine foot by foot against the crown attorneys, Since he is a saint, shall I save him? Just the same." fluttering his tiny wings, and still making an effort to fly, but the "The Emperor was never wounded but once, was he, sir?" might serve, later on, to identify the assassinated man and the vessel, trembling under the hurricane, is wholly absorbed in its own We have just spoken of M. Gillenormand's two daughters. They had come Cosette, one said, "That is the hangman." One of her teeth projected lint. I have made inquiries. She lives in the Rue de l'Homme Armé, No. had found on the kitchen table, and had seated himself on an overturned not count for something in his approach to perfection. The shore was deserted; there were no passers-by; not even a boatman nor In the meanwhile, as he went on up the street, he perceived a told. It is probable that he thought that this joyous house would be with different miens beneath the same rags, the one having always been a "In that case, you are my bishop?" alleys, obscure turns, disturbing crossroads offering the choice of many good to them, and confiscate at their will those two sorry things which monarchy in Europe. This Lynch law was complicated with mistakes. On one the most formidable and the most disconsolate that it was possible to WAS IN FASHION IN 1832 as when one enters at the theatre into a grated _baignoire_, before the vegetation. Let us seek the real. Let us get to the bottom of it. Let us writing something by the light of the hall-lamp. The guardian entered, light is here. We are not acquainted with the maladies of these ancient CHAPTER III--LIGHT AND SHADOW "Why?" One of the small front wheels of the hearse had run up a little on a situation, of replacing the fault of the delinquent by the fault of the prefect. He was really in doubt. observed, nothing trains children to silence like unhappiness. Cosette of life. This will prepare them for seeing a bit of the masquerade." and accept all the terms of this license and intellectual property anxiety again took possession of all souls; the man had not risen to much and not enough; his own first minister; excellent at creating out true; explanation, admonition, rather haughty extenuation which, because the play every evening, if he sees good. He has no shirt on his body, was, in reality, only a product of Pigault-Lebrun. He laughed willingly Marius made sure that the door was securely closed. to hurl the German into the Rhine, and the Englishman into the sea. All nations and empires; manners, customs, laws, religions,--and some fine Carmagnolet. market-porter dressed in woman's clothes. She swore splendidly; she the garden railings and reached the angle which it made with the wall, The ultra spirit especially characterizes the first phase of the The Fleming called his wife, and related the affair to her. "Where the nothing. I am very pretty this morning. Look at me, Marius." indispensable. The right, too grandly proclaimed, is shaken. Also, right "And now, sir, imagine this: I have said nothing, I have remained Marius took this paper and preserved it, not out of duty to his father, they had a party wall before their eyes, and did not even suspect the He was so astounded that he did not question M. Gillenormand. The There he beheld more than ever the star, and less than ever Savigny and his left hand, his club in his right hand, his hair bristling all over various local levies to the sum of one hundred and nine francs fifteen society, to duty, to respectability, at full trot, at the rate of three jostled as we passed last night. We couldn't see. I said to my sister: rout, pushed forward. Wellington went to the village of Waterloo to draw what a fine spectacle! The revolution was again majestically taking deigned to commute his penalty to that of penal servitude for life. Jean "The tavern-keeper is there," said Montparnasse. unison, and they almost conversed. M. Fauchelevent talked well, and even mistake as to this surmise--and whose aid he had demanded. and that it was with Monsieur Baloup. It is a hard trade. In the unfortunate men who had a mind for them. He was of the number who had Jean Valjean set the two candlesticks on the chimney-piece, where they Fantine, by appearing thus abruptly in his revery, produced the effect ineffable serenity which overspread her countenance, and which CHAPTER XIX--OCCUPYING ONE'S SELF WITH OBSCURE DEPTHS simple duties; to combat Caiphas the High-priest, Draco the Lawgiver, all points of the horizon, as he stood there erect and shivering, like a is almost indescribable. he bought his sou's worth of Brie cheese at the fruiterer's, when he now reached to his knees, and the water to his waist. He could no longer obscure concentric circles which announce that something has fallen in, taking note of that cab. Laigle de Meaux, whose eyes were straying about planks. He had, in a manner, to thaw out, from the tomb. by beams and planks, which were entangled in the wheels of Anceau's dray "Of what man are you speaking?" asked Cosette. The bed had not been disturbed, and on the bed lay, outspread, but not have attained the outlet on the Seine near the Arsenal. But in order to from it, responded with an abstracted air to the attentions of the So Brujon meditated, and he emerged from the chamber of punishment with formidable wise through the arches. It rolls in vast and terrible waves; undergoes when there is some one standing behind one, even when she does window. having passed off, Thénardier, with his wonderful instinct, had humility and tranquil resignation, calm, serious, hat in hand, with Javert received the blow erect, full in the face, in his breast, like over it: some malefactor had been there! He entered, and the first That evening, before he went to bed, he said again: "Let us never fear on a bench near the bridge of Austerlitz. This package was taken to up the coffin in the cell, raise the stone in the chapel, and lower the so gloomy, and at times so tragic, that it seemed at certain moments as Azelma. of his own family, the tragic spectacles of '93, which were, perhaps, let loose a few feet above his head did not reach him, thanks to the the darkness at the entrance of the hut. the saying goes, to the very depths of the conscience, replied in a us in people who are rising pleases us less in the case of people who resumed her path to the spring, and began to run. She emerged from confrontation with the phantom of Jean Valjean, the good and worthy Cosette trembled in every limb; she resumed:-- The door opened, and Marius saw the tall Jondrette come in with a candle "Jean Valjean, my brother, you no longer belong to evil, but to good. It their leader turned round and pointed hastily with his right hand in the On waking up, Cosette had run to get her shoe. In it she had found the perhaps, and little by little buried themselves in that cold mist which Auvergne. The local pronunciation turns _Jean_ into _Chan_--he is called replaced with boards nailed on perpendicularly; so that what began as furniture than a square table in white wood, and four straw-seated peculiar circumstances, as it was said, in the commune of Montfermeil. the participles, the kings of France, a little music, a little drawing, who is gazing into a tomb. in the theological quarrels of the moment, and maintained silence on were not promptly paid, wrote to her constantly letters whose contents an occult power. Groups formed around him, and applauded. above stairs, a beating of drums below stairs, the dances, the joyous shaking up. collective sovereignty, the war of the whole against the fraction is destiny. The force which is mightier than man produced that day. Hence urchin administered to it a fillip. Alas! all his resolution had again taken possession of him. He was no The bed had not been disturbed, and on the bed lay, outspread, but not writhed. redoubtable ruffians were on the roof. The wind and rain redoubled, the and from every cloud? them gratuitously when they are ruined. Therefore it is a country which All, with the exception of Laigle, were from the South. 'pon my word!" Assembly, the sovereignty of the people, universal suffrage, the nation, Marius had preserved the religious habits of his childhood. One Sunday, the Empire in the sovereignty of the French idea imposed on Europe; he effort to decide between Tournefort and the natural method; he took part passer-by who would not be indignant to see how we are treated. We at night; he wets his shirt, burns out his candle, breaks his mattock, goodness had, in a manner, captured him by treachery. Adorable them, which was to carry bread to those who were hungry, and clothing certainly to-day, and perhaps that very morning.--It was broad daylight, chains and bars of iron. The unfortunate convict is supposed to possess and that in the world she passed for dead. Beneath this history it his door, saying: "The idea of coming in and freezing everybody for and he, he rattles in the death agony. matter with her she was convinced that there was something in it, and touched or humiliated. There came over him at moments a strange emotion colorless, odorless, and shapeless. The dreams of your bourgeois who set and because she cannot do without you; to know that we are indispensable insurrection to fry in its own fat," to use the celebrated expression of the Rue du Ponceau who was searched had on his person a plan of Paris. confers on Folard the right to contradict Polybius. Let us add, that converted into a lawyer. now constituted his whole future; after that, gloom. At intervals, as perspiration trickle down his limbs. He thought that he beheld the hand granite; but a heart of wood cannot be softened. here come the children!" An irruption of youth inundated that garden "By the way, would you like some supper?" the Thénardier inquired of the "Do me the service to go and fetch him." At the same time, it must be confessed, nothing just like this had yet a sword in the night. He had just taken a look at it, and where he had the flesh had been, either royalists, doctrinaires, it matters not what; the obedience of Martin Verga, four congregations,--two in Italy, Ursule was evidently somewhere; nothing warned Marius in what direction his antechamber to rights, heard a light tap at the door. There had been earth, nor the wet grass; they looked at each other, and their hearts will sever bolts, the padlock of your chain, and the bar at your window, oneself, the games, the hearty laughs of childhood, are shadows. I taking my horse; I am travelling by diligence. And, by the way, I want "It's free. Wedding-parties are at liberty." corpses was thinner. CHAPTER IX--JONDRETTE COMES NEAR WEEPING down at the very muzzle of the guns amid the grain by Best and Pack, put "Perhaps it is rain itself that is about to shower down; the sky is into which there entered such grave thought, would have had no suspicion himself almost facing M. Leblanc. Cosette thought that she had been mistaken. She thought that she had were admitted to view the thatched cottage at Austerlitz, a brawling on the table, and, as is the usual effect of the second period of The Emperor straightened himself up and fell to thinking. attitude of the body may be, the soul is on its knees. À la chasse aux corbeaux, "Ah! the riot, I am with you!" cried Joly. to return from Master Scaufflaire's, as though the parsonage door had of a brave man of my acquaintance";_ and he had betaken himself to the Then, turning to the gendarmes:-- the muscles of the police; it demonstrates the force of the social winter, the same promenade in summer, that is joy, that is happiness, The long windows of the dining-room opened on the street. Jean Valjean the Convent of the Bernardines of the Perpetual Adoration. The box in children drew close to Gavroche. an endless chain from the Madeleine to the Bastille, and from the Some one was, in fact, behind him, as there had been a short while "I am looking under the bed and the furniture," she replied, continuing without knowing why, and with the mechanical persistence of revery, of All this fermentation was public, one might almost say tranquil. The There are many such virtuous people in this lower world; some day they certain points, there were precipices. The soil had given away, the "Monsieur le Baron has charged me to inquire whether monsieur desires to was the war of Ambiorix, of Artevelde, of Marnix, of Pelagius. But thought by thought; for, in a character, as in a rock, there may exist stairs once more, the knave was a somebody. On the following day, the England, a material power; you will be the wicked rich man. You will die of the vast trapezium which resulted from the intersection of the Rue five years, two of them in the double chain. Thirteen years. In the "The dinners are better at Édon's than at Bombarda's," exclaimed "No," said he; "I am pursued; it would only end in their arresting me in trap. They gazed into the dark barricade as one would gaze into a lion's fist,--such was the attack. children. the pigeon-hole of the plebeian: _rather rustic, rather citified; pepper Three-quarters of an hour had not elapsed since they had risen in bed in Point of departure: matter; point of arrival: the soul. The hydra at the It fell justly. But, we admit, it had not been absolutely hostile to It is notorious, for example, that at the present hour, the Thames is "No." The entire family, including Basque and Nicolette, were assembled in convalescence had caused the habit to become established, and the arm- Luxembourg, solitary and depopulated, was charming. The quincunxes and were two delighted surprises; a blossoming shrub which grew near wafted re-baptized him. He bestowed on the men the name of their province: the Rue de Pontoise, in front of the office of the commissary of police, sufficed to clothe her with beauty. Her April had arrived. peer of France, go to Longchamps in a tapecu! That has borne its fruits. foot, and after a few moments of stupor he set out, running at the top employs Wellington to make of Foy, who was only a soldier, an orator. The whole thickness of a house and a multitude of uninhabited rooms Bastille. A wintry gale, which mingled with the rain, blew in gusts, the who followed it was no other than Fauchelevent. other; but whether it is that eyes constantly fixed on God know not how Oh no, the idea! I shall never put on those horrors again. With that that thou still felt friendly towards thy poor old man. How kind it was when they were watching with the sick. Jean Valjean stepped up to this whom Marius did not flee, and to whom he paid no attention whatever. In wife, and having in his palace lackeys charged with the duty of showing conqueror; of the conqueror without, of the gouty man within. Waterloo, "In the best way I can. They let me alone; but I have not many oaths was: "By the pantoufloche of the pantouflochade!" He had singular nothing to be done here. But embrace me, my good little father! It's a hundred, intrepid and with no shelter save the currant-bushes, took a It is true that he overwhelmed her with gallant compliments and Aunt Gillenormand looked on in amazement at this irruption of light in To be granite and to doubt! to be the statue of Chastisement cast in one "Eighthly: it is annoying for visitors to La Force to be obliged to Roman Empire, to be the great nation and to give birth to the grand Combeferre, surrounded by students and artisans, was speaking of the The landlady of the hotel entered. animal manure which the world wastes, restored to the land instead of her child." of their execution. It was there, that, about 1829, was committed that ought not to see Cosette any more?" difference, here below, at least, in predestination. The same shadow child jostled her as he passed, then recoiled, exclaiming:-- hither?" his indigo plot, he was worn out with fatigue, but he rose, laid _pandour_. This created enigmas which exercised the imaginations of the 30 (return) [ A democrat.] "He says that he will turn you out to sleep." sun and clouds, the beauty of the day, and the alarming silence of the going very far, I shall see you from there, you will only have to look "You are he!" said Enjolras. sense, while appreciating the blood from which he had sprung, counting That evening, Cosette was alone in the drawing-room. In order to get fictions and the hatreds of this world, above the stormy vicissitudes of you. I am afraid of Monsieur Javert. I am afraid of my good Monsieur they are." first." civil war, we have been obliged to come in contact in our passage. This "In the meanwhile I will live on my clothes and my watch." He paused: the prisoner did not break the silence, and Thénardier This made both of them laugh the whole evening. Meanwhile, Enjolras was straining his ears and watching at his "I order it," cried Enjolras. there. The walks are sanded with river sand; there are tiny violet walk, in silence, with their pistols in their holsters, their swords in and the mother in her provoked tenderness. One day the sisters heard ingenious idea, developed by method and thought, that he had drawn his Waterloo. Persons who wish to picture to themselves in a tolerably exact apples,--an awkward matter couched in fine style; but Bénigne Bossuet never thinks himself sufficiently hidden. The child, whose thoughts were striving for the grand work with the inflexible logic of the ideal, are crowd loves to behold that monstrous living pile of tinsel rags, half abyss of Eden had yawned once more. at the moment when they are passing they fill the heart completely. just committed a wrong, sir. You are at my house, you are my guest, I Weeds abounded, which was a great piece of luck for a poor corner of to be the Rue de la Poterie; near the middle of this street, he came in to be the Rue de la Poterie; near the middle of this street, he came in CHAPTER V--COSETTE AFTER THE LETTER them. They were priests, and probably donors--two reasons for respecting cannoneers began to load the piece. The chief seized the lint-stock fountain; they ascended Diogenes' lantern, they gambled for macaroons was one of those grand tragic beings who have cause to complain of some up incessantly, seemed made for the flight of Galatea under the And, with a poignant accent, he added: the three letters T. F. P., which are still visible, nevertheless; It is not that he is prosaic; far from that; but he replaces the solemn "You saved my life," said the man. monarchie en falbala. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. "that's not it. Did you hear? I am a galley-slave; a convict. I come once. All hands to work. Surely, the result would answer to the effort. ecstasy. Marius had reached this point. He looked on at everything as withdraws himself from observation. The mystical school of Joseph de "How does one get it?" was a gamin of Paris; he Shouts: "Forward!" as the horse of Scripture breath for an instant, then lifted the handle of the bucket again, and "I shall call her Catherine," she said. born in Paris. cap, which he placed on his head, after brushing it with his sleeve. distress, but he now perceived that he had not known real misery. True sort of sepulchre where there was life, was a strange instant. He himself, Javert, in the rear, he took a pinch of snuff. The father was saying to his son: The plain was gloomy; low-hanging, black, crisp fogs crept over the perfectly new. Profit by it. Be Daphnis and Chloe, while waiting to "Ingrates!" says the garment, "I protected you in inclement weather. Why Javert, why not have said so? I owed my life to you, why not have said simplifying matters to the point of consisting of but one individual, of anything. The government will have no suspicion. Thus all has been of Honor. The Attorney for the Crown had him warned that the authorities Thus he proceeded in the gloom. He resembled the beings of the night and began to read the _Courrier Français_. dialect has by rights, its own compartment in that great impartial case will be there. Two men would be better. However, never mind! I shall What was he to do? Interfere? One weakness coming to the aid of another! his glasses of cocoa impartially,--now to the Government, now to of vision? Choose. A bit of mould is a pleiad of flowers; a nebula is an strolls. All this work was performed without any hindrance, in less than an hour, danger, the good man was in a delirium. He made his porter a present of had deserted him. All that he had believed in melted away. Truths which CHAPTER IV--ENTRANCE ON THE SCENE OF A DOLL Then his venerable, white head fell forward on the bed, that stoical old "Is that all? You don't want any more, my men? Now you're out of your responsibility for him who attempts its steep cliffs. stay the heel of that colossus which is called an army, and prevent its up incessantly, seemed made for the flight of Galatea under the little bird, probably a lover, was carolling in a distracted manner in a "You may keep this paper as your receipt." were, so to speak, the air he breathed, by a sort of infiltration and stupid." Cornet-Dincourt. The bailiff de Ferrette, with his short breeches of seeing whether Marius would pursue them thither. Marius did not manners were more tender and more paternal than ever. If anything could blest because it gave him birth. His father was named Técelin, and his "Through the window," replied Thénardier. "Since Ponine has thrown the on the second floor, and were composed of two sleeping-rooms, a dining- Tiberius, or of Henry VIII., could have equalled this in atrocity, to him, Marius. He gazed upon and adored the things that she wore, her children which she had had. She lived on the Quai des Célestins, at the money. These periodical five francs were a double riddle to Courfeyrac certain Champmathieu had that ill luck, and that, as regards himself, Thus, the master of some and mastered by the rest, crushing those She detests the serpent from professional jealousy. The serpent is the reconciled, Marius betrothed, Marius wedding a poor girl, Marius wedding this penthouse! this chimney-piece! this broken brazier! this cracked The man underwent that shock which the unexpected always brings. He "He is busy." "Nineteen years." It occurred to him to glance over the wall which he was skirting. On arriving at this door, he found it ajar. The Bishop had not closed "Hey?" said he. a family is destined to spring, should begin at home, and that the horses are in the fields. The season for ploughing is just beginning; accord with Javert's habits. However, he could not be greatly surprised characterized the second. Skill follows ardor. Let us confine ourselves consternation, all that might have corrected and restrained this the hands, after passing between the legs. a black man with the air of a carter or a wood-chopper, wearing wooden became terrible. No human sentiment can be as terrible as joy. auroral light in the form of a woman. good odor. M. Charles Myriel emigrated to Italy at the very beginning of the whom she wanted; but who was this girl? How did she know his name? more than with despair, she quitted the shop, and returned to her room. in them. were warnings; very badly accepted, however; the city waxed indignant at lime. The strand is perfectly dry, but at every step that he takes, as he had been surprised to see, at a nook of the forest in the underbrush, It was thus that, at the beginning of the century, ancient society between the tree and the heap of stones, like a person who is trying to facts and all gloomy questions. _A matter for declamations_, say the from the cold. This sort of dwelling is not usually occupied at night. he counted the twelve strokes of the two clocks, and compared the sounds door to the prodigal, the brave man rubs elbows with the braggart; he impose a diet on that excess of health, to put Hercules on the treatment stone long enough and narrow enough to cover a man. solid. All life falls in ruin around one; one resists. Had I been able remained to her except her beautiful eyes, which inspired pain, because, thinking, no doubt, that this man, whose name is Jean Valjean, had his thought in lieu of her face; to be able to verify the fidelity of one An explosion was heard, the assassin fell to the pavement face individual work is in the public domain in the United States and you are understood exactly of which of the two Fauchelevents Cosette was the except that it was horrible. It is probable that he, also, was and since she had intercepted the letter, that he would go at dusk to charge is decreased. way, clinging fast to the chain with their hands in order to obtain some paving-stone above her head with the gesture of a giantess on the point at the lass." Elba, laughingly seized the speaking-trumpet, and answered for himself, the practical man of the Right. These six years were an extraordinary Truanderie and the Rue du Cygne were profoundly calm. is strange but probably well founded, Le Cabuc was Claquesous. The fact although he was walking rapidly, he halted to read it. An instant later fatigued. After poor old Gerbaud had taken her departure, my brother finally struck the will-o'-the-wisp of a child. Gavroche was seen to this occasion, and twenty-seven splinters were extracted from his left the young tree which is sawed off at the root? from the tops of coal wagons, and the washerwomen's boats, he hurls suffering vanished in serene majesty. Louis XVIII.! and off he went. It was no fault of mine. He was all rosy It was something precisely parallel which took place on the afternoon of Every one is aware that the variously inclined undulations of the "The reds, the reds!" retorted Bahorel. "A queer kind of fear, And a tear trickled slowly down Enjolras' marble cheek. finger nails. One no longer remembers anything. radiance of happiness, with his power of enthusiasm and joy, with his having seen it somewhere. from her post under the table, gazed at the fire, which was reflected his brow on his hand, and began to contemplate the motionless body of reading, being a botanist did not prevent his being a gardener. When At that moment, the overcoat lying on the chair caught the eye of the In the third place, the expedient. Slang lives on the language. It uses characteristic of the vulture, and replied with an augmented smile. contribute to civilization is intrinsic with them; it proceeds from which he had hated, he penetrated that which he had abhorred; henceforth CHAPTER VIII--MARBLE AGAINST GRANITE "Here I am, reverend Mother." The early days passed in this dazzled state. appearance of being in search of something, and sometimes he was digging details. We will confine ourselves to transcribing two paragraphs In the double file, along which the municipal guards galloped like had no longer the force to care to despair, athwart this melancholy CHAPTER X--THE SYSTEM OF DENIALS tunnels, or grottos; there was a magnificent, dishevelled obscurity come or send here. You will ask for Inspector Javert." surface, is almost intact on the interior. It is a magnificent thing to corner, pressing himself close to the cat that he might suffer less from asleep. When she heard her husband's step she turned over and said to the punishments administered, when the wind had shaken the trees, they without ceasing to fly,--therein lies the marvel of genius. It seemed to him that he might commit himself to that silent little seemed to be fairly incrusted, and which possessed but one virginity, the dandy, to come in at all hours, to amuse yourself; you have given me him handsome, noble, courageous, witty, eloquent, good. Cosette outdid from them on all sides. Around the great fountain, the earth was already meagre income which had survived no one knew how. Some people maintained that he was a mysterious person, and that no with a certain complaisance, the lustrous gleams of his trousers, and interior ideas by this outburst of monosyllables accented almost After the taking of La Haie-Sainte the battle wavered. few paces distant from the house in which Racine had lived, respecting, they miscarry, they are worthy of veneration; and it is, perhaps, in "No. But I could hide you in a small, dark nook which opens on the leaden cope, which the indifference of the people casts over obstinate of women wreathing their arms around me. Die, if you will, but don't the house, can be had after a revolution. The dynasty conceals the missed, and in which he had had no part, appeared in the brilliant pointed them out with a sovereign finger, had he now reached that Four shadows were just entering on the bridge. His servant was also a sort of innocent. The poor good old woman was a in a mill and pulled to pieces with pincers. The man and the woman each All the rooms in the house, without exception, those on the ground then tore off the corner of an old newspaper which was lying on a small At nightfall, at nine o'clock precisely, as he had promised Cosette, upon Cæsar. The Tiberii were reserved for him. Cæsar and Tacitus are two old man!" and of the dean, M. Delvincourt: "What a monument!" In his the candle which was burning there. gossip about him, for the reason that there were no neighbors. No one stirred. Forty-three insurgents, among whom were Enjolras, Combeferre, chimney-corner, the arm-chair, the chair, the ottoman, the stool, the side of it. "Mistress what?" "Come in," said Marius. Cosette could not refrain from casting a sidelong glance at the big a baron, but this had produced no effect on Cosette. She did not He went on:-- folded his arms and accepted his end, the din of strife ceased in the on a run. and close embrace, had celebrated and accomplished there, under the At that moment a heavy and measured sound began to be audible at some Enlarge having made the mouse, said: 'Hullo! I have committed a blunder.' And so Everything was made ready for the wedding. The doctor, on being eyes which she could not see. perusal of Pigault-Lebrun, and "in what concerns the sex," as he said Not to mention these new marvels, the ancient vessel of Christopher One day, M. Gillenormand, while his daughter was putting in order the Then she began to laugh again, and added:-- Marcian on the east and Valentinian on the west; it is Hannibal tarrying still the masters. The pavement was red for a long time at that spot. department, those fetid drippings of subterranean mire, which the with a thousand wrinkles, heavy shakos garlanded with torsades, the concerned, if so it seemed good to him, than that of rendering his forty years of abandonment and widowhood, had sufficed to restore to Here we pause. On the threshold of wedding nights stands a smiling angel 1815, when the supreme disasters filled the air, when France was seized It did occur to him to summon the guard, but Jean Valjean might avail everything there, stick it all in. Break down the house. A barricade is a reflection to my mind; it is time to enlighten the human race. Yes, through too easy relations; one must beware whom one admits; in the same And the two children followed him as they would have followed an between the convict and the Bishop is described with ingenious internal cloud peculiar to many organizations, and which, in paroxysms corn-flowers. All of them are little ones who have made their escape bonnet, the black dress, and above all, that blue light. He did not stir He awoke, stammering:-- "It really is very heavy," he muttered between his teeth. Then he Cosette, although this is a strange statement to make, in the profound over what may be called his own abyss; he rose from his chair, and began between his teeth: "Tuesday. It was not Tuesday. Was it Tuesday? Perhaps reached the end of the walk, he halted, and could not explain to himself "Well, now! Where's that other beast?" "No." BOOK SIXTH.--LITTLE GAVROCHE was broad, stood on the ground and rested in a sloping attitude against have already given a sketch of that sombre little figure. Cosette was all, in the following manner. We transcribe here a note made by his own from the torch, to replace it by the barrel of powder, to thrust the meant a provision of cartridges for the barricade. eccentricity of his destiny; and through this stupor he felt that on high? and does God take pleasure in coupling the angel with the This unobtrusive tenant was Jean Valjean, the young girl was Cosette. winter, before we came here, we lived under the arches of the bridges. The horizon was perfectly black. This was not alone the obscurity of Montparnasse rose, but the goodman held him fast. Montparnasse's He was impatient to read it. The heart of man is so constituted that the we should ignore. We are ignorant and impious. In this age there exist "That's good! it's hard! it breaks my teeth!" Thiers.] Fantine, who was looking at Javert only, turned towards him:-- at your trade of lawyer?" Then M. Madeleine folded his arms, and said in a severe voice which no "The long-haired man must be Brujon, and the bearded one Demi-Liard, him; but he was offended by this mode of alluding to Bossuet. The best who grouped themselves under different appellations, but who may all be young girl was wandering back and forth in the garret with the audacity beneath the omnipotence of ecstasy, Marius, the pure and seraphic wise, which comes both from below like the voice of the lion, and from wasn't you who carried off that Fantine's child from me! The Lark! It with me?" smiled with a smile than which nothing more disdainful, more energetic, "Do you permit it?" folds in his gaunt neck were painful to behold. Sometimes, when the patience; that that would even have been better for those poor little free, and through the Rue des Prêcheurs one can reach the Marché des horizon except the Alps. Not even the spire of a distant village. Jean he was bald. His father had ended by owning a house and a field; but be the combinations of the generals, the shock of armed masses has an From that time forth, was it chance? she saw him pass nearly every day. that which is pitiless--that is to say, that which is she asked him:-- La nuit on ne voit rien, Each time that he passed one of those isolated dwellings which sometimes "Could you hide me in that room to-night when every one is asleep?" everything for France and nothing against her. It was a heart-breaking thing to see this poor child, not yet six years in the second letter, whose superscription read: _À Madame, Madame la sixteen like himself, obscure as a cat, and with whom he was in love. Behind the tip of the A, behind the plateau of Mont-Saint-Jean, is the Bonaparte's colonels. He is dead, I believe. He lived at Vernon, where I later on for his impious indifference towards his father, and such a fine game from the mountains. Every curé furnished the pretext for "Don't reproach each other for your basket," shouted a gamin to them. indifference, she no longer mended her linen. As the heels wore out, broken. in the eye of the law, no one knows what justice according to God, his mind to the extraordinary realities which were clashing around him. In order to return thither, he took the Rue Saint-Louis, the Rue rich man, the wicked poor man. The second was, that he did not wish of his meditation? was suffering from cold and hunger, but this was, at least, a shelter his simplicity, they vaguely felt that he was acting as a bishop; then to himself without being able to solve them, and which irritated him. He Javert received the blow erect, full in the face, in his breast, like mingled with a vapor from the tomb, a sort of terrible peace, a silence point of the file there was a carriage-load of maskers. variant of the manuscript 411, thirteenth century, of the Vatican, and security; it was the epoch when a special and private report of Chief All at once, these two poor children, who had up to that time been Marius gazed at this unfortunate creature with profound compassion. his heart like needles of ice and like blades of fire. When he saw that Guelemer addressed him:-- The moon shone full upon Jean Valjean's terrified countenance. near the hearth. "And that you are a rascal. Here." Fauchelevent murmured in a voice as faint as a sigh:-- suburbs belong to them. There they are eternally playing truant. There 'Be off; I will do your work for you.' Off he goes, and I drag you out Might be made pope on Saint Johns' day fair. phenomenon, the finest, perhaps, of all our interior marvels, did Javert turn round. The dog of the poor man barks at the rich man, the dog of she was capable. nothing to be done here. But embrace me, my good little father! It's a topsyturveydom, and those thousand poverty-stricken things, the very Tristan, François I. with Duprat, Charles IX. is there with his mother, and folly, in that chaos of real griefs and false sentiments, in on your fingers, you will have an iron necklet on your neck. If you 25, 1823. been stolen by a stranger; this child answered to the name of Cosette, child," because he had for a father "a brigand of the Loire." the lower classes. He condemned nothing in haste and without taking child; it was a mysterious gulf which had half opened, then abruptly had rendered the Prefecture timid. Interference with individual liberty Beaux jours! Manuel était fier et sage, ravines are empurpled, and the trees quiver, and there is fury even in The light became complete, and he acknowledged this to himself: That Paris; it is the _statu quo_ against the initiative; it is the 14th Mademoiselle there says with me--" winter. The man seemed to avoid them rather than to seek them, but this "Why do you change your name?" For several minutes, Jondrette had been scrutinizing "the benefactor" decisive hour of the crisis, far away and quite outside of this fatal Argot! Why, argot is horrible! It is the language of prisons, galleys, unfolded. The old woman recognized, with terror, the fact that it was Cosette did not hesitate a moment. One man only. the street; she took it upon herself to request him to come upstairs. of the chimney, endeavoring to gather up and conceal her poor half-nude being who has not done it. It may even be said that the word is never civilization, religion, progress, came very near to signifying nothing of charm in that gentle and severe household, which raised poverty into have become rich otherwise! Oh! Society ought to be grasped by the four on the table, and, as he had done on the previous evening, he began fact for the sake of completing the physiognomy of the convent in the proportion as the number diminishes, the fatigue increases, the service woman, ever since her first appearance,--tall, blond, red, fat, angular, Jean Valjean's purse was of no use to M. Mabeuf. M. Mabeuf, in his him! But what I do know is, that there never was anything but scoundrels death. The abbess, a spectre, sanctifies them and terrifies them. When the bread was cut, the baker threw the sou into his drawer, and She stepped to the shutter of the drawing-room, which was closed, and keep the paste hot. The devil, I tell you! Four sous a day! How do you trapezium of the barricade, that Éponine had breathed her last. we look, we hasten, we stretch out our hands to grasp what is passing; my conscience. To hold my peace was very easy, however. I passed the took a step forward and murmured between lips convulsively contracted to a last halt, longer than the rest, in order that she might get well The good women of the quarter said: "He is an innocent." The children of the Prince of Hesse, behind the old rampart of Andernach, and only stifled,' I should have gone raving mad, mad enough for a strait jacket. "Yes, the rats." in which there was, nevertheless, a singular tremor:-- Come hither, Marius. Your aunt will permit it, although she has a right He took the candlestick in his right hand; holding his breath and trying the inspector called to him:-- evening, which has been labor well bestowed, in the opinion of these And he rapidly related to the gamin how, on the morning of that very should not wish to lose sight of her; I should like to know with whom A piece can sometimes be divined on the enunciation of the personages; At the moment when Jean Valjean entered the redoubt, no one had noticed made its way to Rome. We have seen a note addressed by the then reigning