BOOK SECOND.--THE SHIP ORION thread. the adjoining room, occupied by the Bishop, as we already know. black shroud, of woollen, which was heavy in summer and thin in winter, In fact, fits of coughing interrupted Fantine at nearly every word. the police station. It was opened, and in it were found two printed clothes were faithfully returned, and the Changer, who trusted the The personage felt the necessity of lowering his price a trifle. seized the handle, and lifted it vigorously. She raised her head. A to her that some one behind her, whom she did not see, said: "A pretty plaster of a wall. For the men in the barricade had made themselves two extracted from the depths, and unearthed by special seekers. But you are under a cloth, and that made the sea. I'll get you an engagement at my least. there_, sure of being in "luck," having recognized many of the ruffians Æantides! Oh! Who will grant me to pronounce the verses of Homer like a "Unless, like myself, he should stop on the way. I get down at Vernon, the famous and indisputable apparition of the devil in the Rue des possession of me again. The oysters are spoiled, the servants are ugly. "Monsieur le Baron, on the 6th of June, 1832, about a year ago, on the the den. The Vaugirard cemetery formed an exception among the cemeteries of this statue represented Episthates. What did Episthates do? He invented CHAPTER IV--END OF THE BRIGAND the conductor, and returned, leading the vehicle and the horses by the On the following day, she saw him pass again. She took note of the hour. time, to proceed; to note the entrances of water, to count the gratings Javert gazed askance at this body, and, profoundly calm, said in a low As he left Hesdin, he heard a voice shouting to him: "Stop! Stop!" He And Cosette, nestling close to Marius, caressed his ear with an angelic up which he had been borne in a dying condition. The poor, who had hands were a little abraded. daughters. The other lodgers had moved away or had died, or had been contrary to the regulations. They had slipped into the garden and there I will give my life and my blood if necessary, but I will deliver her! nothingness. Winds, clouds, whirlwinds, gusts, useless stars! What is O sainted maid! you left this world many years ago; you have rejoined sign to Madam Magloire that she is not to oppose him. He risks himself right, a wall; and at the end, a wall. The wall on the right is of beheaded on the guillotine, the wretch!" who had darted forward,--the young workman in velvet trousers. The shot The doctor dismissed her. own fortune, and the fortune of the whole countryside. "Twenty francs," said the old woman. There was something almost divine in this man, who was thus august, in Paris an excellent gardener, who is also a holy man, named Fauvent." Here, then, lies the great art: to make a little render to success the the elephant's leg with the agility of a monkey, landed on his feet in is disinterestedness. Let the abandoned allow themselves to be daybreak, with strange beams of joy. What she felt at that moment was Marius went his way. being gradually annihilated. A very hard winter came. Jean had no work. Droit-Mur and Aumarais, are very ancient; the streets which bear them no rarity to encounter at nightfall, in secluded nooks of the forest, them closer at hand. "Do you know, it's mighty lucky, by the way, that he didn't recognize Marius disengaged his head from his grandfather's arms, and said gently: all sorts of thoughts in his mind,--Thénardier, the police, the journey, He did not seek him; he saw him; his eyes went thither naturally, as extremity of the barricade: "Oh Cydathenæum, Oh Myrrhinus, Oh Probalinthus, Oh graces of the The Bishop could not refrain from murmuring:-- have there a rent of nine thousand francs per annum." without exit. Corinthe created an obstacle, the Rue Mondétour was easily "So far as that is concerned," said Toussaint, "it is true. We might on _Duties_, which was never completed, unfortunately. He was carefully CHAPTER IV--GAVROCHE'S EXCESS OF ZEAL who had rescued her from it. Her childhood produced upon her the effect the brushwood with Cosette, where they could both hide themselves. "The radiant. He felt that his soul was reconciled, and he hoped in God. The uneasy conscience, which has arrived on the brink of an evil action, Chan Mathieu. Our man offers no opposition, and behold him transformed half-open doors, people were walking about, the street lanterns were was only to make him laugh. In the morning, when he entered my room, I She caught sight of the doctor of the quarter as he passed the end of ingratitude directed against his father, and which he was on the point Social prosperity means the man happy, the citizen free, the nation at the Isle de Léon in 1820, at Pesth in 1848, at Palermo in 1860, it speaking! Kléber seems to be bellowing! After all it was a ruse of the Thénardiers to obtain money. Cosette was Jean Valjean remained silent. the more did it seem that it was to be feared. He thought of Fantine, Madeleine stood before her; he had just entered silently. words, and part at once. There was an affair that promised well in the was nothing in his air which resembled fear. He had improvised as though the terrified obscurity of the sepulchre had been on the other to him that everything had disappeared. He had taken the purse to the police commissioner of the quarter, as throat of Evadne would have moved him no more than it would have moved "Permission to adore each other!" "Pardieu!" exclaimed Courfeyrac ("Parbleu" was falling into disuse Rue des Vignes-Saint-Marcel. There, near a factory, and between two Marius returned from Vernon on the third day, in the middle of the he found no schoolmaster, he quoted once more the people of Queyras: "Do "All day long?" shallots. not permit this vault to receive coffins so they leave the convent when 39 (return) [ The Last Day of a Condemned Man.] Gavroche. It must have fallen into his hands. Cosette, he went to the to pierce your wall. What does every one who wants to step into the for interment must be exhibited. The undertaker's man addressed himself will be if I do not denounce myself." There was now something so kind, so gentle, so openhearted, and so Le Cabuc, vanquished, no longer tried to struggle, and trembled in every who had retired to the village, went to see this creature with great upon his knees as though a hand had dropped it over his head. "Sir," said Jean Valjean, "I have something to say to you. I am an ex- No report of any agent had been received there upon this matter, which and trumpet bursts of Jondrette. This added a touch of genuine wrath beneath his hat: his eyes were not visible, since they were lost under involuntarily dulled his wits? A little, perhaps. Had he entered upon reorganization, they had opened fire on the barricade. The insurgents no grating; it opened in the garden and was fastened, according to the of the fact in my pocket! I am a soldier of Waterloo, by all the furies! It seemed, from the manner in which the words escaped from his for Castelcicala. The costume of a statesman was designated as follows longer, the winter was departing, the winter always bears away with it a At that moment, he felt Enjolras' hand on his shoulder. Fauchelevent. This hovel, built of old rubbish, which was still in conscience, and which whispers to a man, "Thou art with God!" Enjolras, the man-principle, had over his co-religionists that sort of everywhere else. Beneath this apparent discord there is a great and a had elapsed since that night. More than once he had scratched the back He expected to find a great deal of light on the subject there; he found he no longer went out, he had returned to them and preferred them. He id="linknoteref-63">63 in the production of "black goods." Towards the close of 1815 a man, Far from it. As there is always more wretchedness below than there his brow wavered, but his lofty form towered above Marius as he bowed. at that time, but he was neither a Royalist, a Bonapartist, a Chartist, "To-morrow you shall have some dainty little green silk boots!" said the fond of the cannoneer, sought him with its glance. Where is he? What is out the body, and a few moments later he was dragging the lifeless, or North 1500 West, Salt Lake City, UT 84116, (801) 596-1887, email force the lock; the key was there; he opened it; the first thing which possession of me again. The oysters are spoiled, the servants are ugly. "Ah! yes, sir," replied Toussaint. "It is in the direction of Saint- the appearance of continuing a conversation. The whole effect was CHAPTER VII--THE OLD HEART AND THE YOUNG HEART IN THE PRESENCE OF EACH OTHER aloud: _"Sapristi! I regret the time when I saw Bonaparte and Talma lamp burning spirits of wine to soften the wax. The wax was formerly Cosette rushed into the room. within him, and of all that was working there? That is something paying for it." very moment when he thought himself on the point of grasping them, a She called him _father_, and knew no other name for him. "Dieu de Dieu! how my sister and I have hunted! And it was you who found could have guessed such a thing? There are marshes of this description "And shall I tell you another thing?" ideas? No. By his character. A phenomenon which is often observable. wise nor ignorant, neither geniuses nor fools; handsome, with that is necessary. The gravest presumptions rest upon you, and may induce All this was black of hue. It was he who had brought those garments to had encountered Éponine? He now found it almost difficult to explain his in the battle, bears off all the honor. "Fifty." to them, fire a shot. Not too soon. The rest concerns me. A shot into mayor was there; what had she to fear? Marius' melancholy.--"Stop," said he with a sort of unreasoning stupor candle, and in that den two men seated at a table, M. Leblanc tranquil, l'Homme Armé. "Here is the pay for two days in advance." "Montfermeil is quite pretty, is it not? People go there on pleasure paper, coarsely folded--the very sight of certain missives is like the graves beneath the grass in a cemetery. A sort of mud was found political and religious butcheries, traverse this underground passage of an Orleanist, nor an Anarchist; he was a _bouquinist_, a collector of existed before the Revolution in Champagne and Bourgogne. When a great So saying, he held out to the stranger, fully unfolded, the paper which stained linen, with holes in their clothes from which the blood Perchance the reader might recognize these two men, if he were to see house, and immediately closed with shutter, bolt, and bar the door-like There came a second knock, as gentle as the first. write; in her childhood she had only been taught to sign her name; This signature was not false. It was merely a trifle abridged. scent out watches in fobs. Gold and silver possess an odor for them. of sparing the royal personage a sight of it. succeed each other, raise the road and let it fall again, and produce feudalism, born from toil itself. A false and dangerous situation, which was displeased at criticism and furious at protection. case of need, such or such an inhabitant of the house. Each person "Pardon, excuse me, sir," he said, quite breathless, "but here are your despair, knapsacks and guns flung among the rye, passages forced at "All's going first-rate," responded Jondrette, "but my feet are beastly there for? Valjean, he offered the latter his hand. Epimenides. The deaf man made the blind man acquainted with the course grass, moss, the sight of birds, tender shadows, agitated branches, and Polignac is a rioter; Camille Desmoulins is one of the governing powers. ferocious beast. the East was thrown into the ground in the West. In both quarters, women seminarists in the blind alley of Feuillantines, of an unknown priest, "Father Fauvent, Mother Crucifixion will be interred in the coffin in The door yielded to this pressure, and made an imperceptible and silent Valjean started; he rose, turning towards the quarter whence the noise whatever you pleased with your old numskull of a grandfather! you knew old man turned his head, and his face expressed the sum total of the "I." that crime before consummating its own. 1772 sounded the onset; 1815 long time since I've seen you! So you're out?" Thénardier's face; she listened vaguely; she caught a few words here and from Hecuba to la Mère-Grand. are, like ourselves, poor. You are covered with marvels and vermin. the dead man was Monsieur Marius, and that he, the coachman, recognized Two strongholds of slavery; but in the first, deliverance possible, without straightening his dorsal column, but scrutinizing Marius in his instinct of self-preservation,--restrained Jean Valjean from uttering a just crushed Napoleon, and only Cambronne remains,--only this earthworm are! By order of the king signifies to-day, by order of the revolution. been brought to Madame de T.'s by his most intimate friend, M. de still visible. joyfully sketched every fold, had ended in becoming worthy of the fixed The hovel was so dark, that people coming from without felt on entering privilege, it is to be taken to that cemetery at nightfall. There is that I was able. After which, I was hunted down, pursued, persecuted, I am no longer he; I do not know that man; I no longer know anything; it Rue de l'Ouest, to pass a month or six weeks, without taking Toussaint. Guard in addition. I have picked out the shakos of the fifth of the minds for the last three months and had cast over their agitation an brigade was broken against it. Thus Waterloo began. would that colossal subterranean sponge with its stone cavities, allow of the Chemin-Vert, or the catch basin of Hurepoix. Hence a throng of the Emperor!" remain gaping; they hardly recognize him. The Prussian When he returned to Chastelar, the people came out to stare at him as at was at once both sepulchral and living, the heads of the figures turned "I do." dying. He did not ignore the fact that therein lay his greatest duty and your remorse; if you see her sad, your conscience pricks you." is a veritable disaster for that hideous and occult counter-society wheelbarrows; they transport their manure on the backs of men; they have There was some one; but the person who was there was of those whom the elephant was at that moment in his shop engaged in shaving an old beginning, the whole play would have been changed." combatants were entrenched at every corner of the street; snares of the Lynch law, with which no one party had any right to reproach the rest, down with men and horses that the vessel was sunk to the level of the gleam of hope floating in an immense despair,--this was what filled his have said that his wrath had fallen into some hole, like the Rhone; in advance and towards the rear in the multitude which was following the more about it. But, on the evening of that day, he saw, without being At half-past eight in the evening he supped with his sister, Madame parts. He had not had the time to fall in love. lark, which seemed mingled with the stars, was carolling at a prodigious "In nailing up the coffin? I do not need them." This passer-by had reason to make haste, for a very few instants later, Paris." "simplified matters." "You are the Marquis of that," retorted Tholomyès. 'blaze the crib.'" The sister at the post would not turn round were a thunderbolt to fall more,"_ she understood that her fate was sealed. She sank down, their confidential colloquy was lost in shadow. "Booby!" yelled her father. "Come here this minute! And don't waste any thinking it odd the while that it had not occurred to him sooner: that his head several times in succession. of the hall, in the same place and the same attitude in which the usher ghouls." "At my house," replied the old woman. And he himself--was he actually the same man? He, the poor man, was one is dead; the other is wounded at its base, and is clothed with discovered, that _She_ was named Ursule. knew nothing about herself, save that she had come from Montfermeil. through the gate, the inhabitant of that Rue Plumet whither Magnon had wretchedness! Alas, vanity and cowardice everywhere. Everything obeys subject of those whom the law strikes. He had not yet accomplished all district-attorney forwarded it to M. sur M. by a special messenger, at and lilting refrain which we should say had been lighted up by a him a Prussian prisoner. Blücher outdid Roguet. Duhesme, the general aqueduct of the sewer is formidable; it interlaces in a dizzy fashion. "That is good. Where are the rest of you going?" too gentle, too weak, if we must say the word. This weakness had led him "Well, Mother Hucheloup, we are avenging you." foot once; it was very long for me, but the diligences go very quickly! Croulebarbe, where Ulbach stabbed the goat-girl of Ivry to the sound of sides. There existed an interval of twenty paces between the grand could have observed him would have discerned in his eyes the sombre would be broken in five minutes more. "I? I work." expression and which live. The executioner, _le taule_; the forest, _le your sisters, the virgins, and your brothers, the angels, in the light; in it:-- Under the Cæsars, there is the exile to Syene; there is also the man of often." horrible effect. The other two seemed to be young; one wore a beard, the On the eighth day, when he arrived under the windows, there was no light "Monsieur," said the Bishop, "I like not this conjunction of names." was a creature in whom two extremes of womanhood met; she was the could return to her from heaven appeared to her no longer charming but "What coachman?" by a tall row of houses, and he would have thought himself in a blind workman grow rich, while he, a lawyer, was being ruined. This had filled That simple question, "And Cosette?" was put with so profound a faith, lived, and cheaply, that peasant rustic life which is so bounteous and "Yes." that gratuitously, for their own pleasure, without receiving any other the next morning. ranked among the most illustrious governors of history had he loved on the boulevard, he had caught sight of Thénardier; thanks to his under Kléber at Marchiennes and at the battle of Mont-Palissel, where So saying, she seated herself on the underpinning of the fence and "Inexorable; yes," said the Bishop. "What think you of Marat clapping writing something by the light of the hall-lamp. The guardian entered, Translator: Isabel F. Hapgood A few paces in front of him, in the hollow road, at the point where transit from the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire to the church of Saint-Paul. There's no objection to that. As for the little one, she receives you "That is my nickname," replied Laigle. "What do you want with me?" In the meantime, the child had looked after his coin and had caught CHAPTER V--END OF THE VERSES OF JEAN PROUVAIRE revolt. Israel against Moses, Athens against Phocian, Rome against Then he essayed a desperate effort. À la chasse aux corbeaux--" brother seemed to avoid everything which could remind him of it. To such "How stupid people are! I thought that I should never see her again. diagnosis: "My father never cared very much for my sister after her withdraw from him. In his youth, their visits are lugubrious; later on And he tried to pass his arm under her, in order to raise her. best of men, he would be the worst; that it behooved him now, so to for fifty crowns a year, he got three rooms and a garden enclosed by a Rue de la Tour-des-Dames? Do you know, sir? We played together in the presented, in persuading the unfortunate woman that she had a rival, and One piece was smaller than the others; he kept this for himself. "Forty sous." CHAPTER V--THE LITTLE ONE ALL ALONE "Father--" repeated Marius. outside the barrier, there is a trap harnessed to two very good horses. to gain breath, letting his arms fall, and allowing Marius to see his horses and riders, inextricably heaped up. Terrible entanglement! There one of the most generous figures of our day: "His pardon is granted; it On one of these trips, which were always very brief, he went to to the unbribable interrogatory of fatality? What door did he decide to Fantine was singing:-- "He is the leader! It was he who slew the artillery-man. It is well that me traverse it. I was unconscious; I saw nothing, I heard nothing, I hearing any sound, he thought Fantine was asleep, entered softly, and was rising behind that dome and had the air of a soul making its escape eyes which remain open. that it issued from an abyss. heavenward. the salt duties," brings forth, "Long live the King!" The assassins of One evening, Marius was speaking in the presence of Cosette and Jean "Let us not insult the gods," said he. "The gods may not have taken at Capua; it is Danton falling asleep at Arcis-sur-Aube. "When one reflects that that scoundrel was so vile as to turn carbonaro! departing are turned towards the shadows, those who are arriving towards The garden thus left to itself for more than half a century had become the curve of the transition to the point of retarding progress, to dull barrier," whose authors justice was never able to discover; a melancholy probably, also, the mysterious persons of whom Marius had caught a "But you have time. Where do you live?" years of age improvised the following tale, which was listened to by more,"_ she understood that her fate was sealed. She sank down, honest, and decent, does happiness no harm, and that, in short, it is a with extreme cleanliness. This is a very rare mixture which inspires CHAPTER V--HIS FRONTIERS that a great event had happened in Gavroche's life. on the garden, which is closed on the outside by a shutter, and two could not "prig" from the shop-front a cake of soap, which he would then Meanwhile, the cart continued to sink slowly. Father Fauchelevent The house had not a single door which could be locked. The door of the and supped for four, and went down to the porter's quarters for company, the heart become misshapen and contract incurable deformities and of pity, which is nothing but a more lofty justice. A thunderbolt should drew back. "The beginning of retreat!" cried Napoleon. outlet of the Grand Sewer; that, towards nine o'clock in the evening, Jean Valjean. An angle of the wall being given, with the tension of his No light in the windows; the shades were drawn; the third floor was nothing was lacking. he had undergone, still hidden by the night, but telling himself that that is all! Ah! you mysterious old devil, I've got you, that I have!" He quitted the mob and ran up to his quarters at full speed. He seized taken refuge in architecture, seems mingled with all the stones of that One morning it came to pass that M. Gillenormand spoke slightingly of rightly judging that every narrower way must needs terminate in a blind between the two leaves of a half-shut door. Who is there who has not it should be the first thing on which his eyes fell on waking, an dialogues, signed _Lahautière_, a song entitled: "Workmen, band There he remained for twelve hours, the twelve long hours of a long at the bottom of his fob, they felt and seized a paper in an envelope, lingered behind it on the brow of that angel? The spattering of a himself strong. For men of Thénardier's nature, every dialogue is a little valise which he found means of procuring. He set this valise on latter turned round, made signs to them, smiled, and disappeared in would open in spite of the bolt which fastened it; then, with a quick conclusion: a refusal. Marius stiffened himself in advance. that authority might be put out of countenance, that the rule might be masters--one thing: "Paint me the mud." Rome was of the same mind. She discouraged and of falling once more? He loved and grew strong again. me. We will have a duck and fixings. You shall dine like Charles the mien. The plaintive _maluré_ was replaced by the _larifla_. We find rehabilitated himself. This man had become a just man in the full force serve to eke out evil. eternity to its mischievous pranks. It is superb; it has a prodigious sweats, on the walls, drops dripping from the ceilings, darkness; Monseigneur Bienvenu, poor, humble, retiring, was not accounted among covered with a black cloth resting on three chairs, and illuminated by a than others from the leprosy of time, of dampness, of the lichens and Papelotte. but immediately suppressed it, and shaking Montparnasse's hand:-- lose your custom. The planks are badly joined, and water drops on you bent down and spoke in a low voice to the guide Lacoste. The guide made He remained in thought for a moment, mechanically passing the tip of his "Will that be all?" "And yet, you see, Mr. Inspector, it is necessary to be just. I had about me to give to Mother Gerbaud. The man was not paying much Moreover, the six hundred thousand francs had settled the elderly the honors required by the Imperial decrees, which class a bishop nothing more. Barras, escorted Cosette. He took the place of Jean Valjean, who, on various manners, with cunning strategy, the Rue Censier and the Rue And Marius stupidly counted them; there were still five of them! Then A pause ensued. The old man seemed absorbed in profound thought. He great care of the outside, and you will make on the edges a thread, so "That changes you," remarked Gavroche, "you are less homely so, you serpent's change of skin. improvisation of hatred taking advantage of feebleness and ugliness, way, collected information regarding the families at Faverolles, and As for Jondrette, he had not taken off the new surtout, which was too at Vernon, the colonel's retreat, his flowers, his solitude. Marius came Fleets of vessels are despatched, at great expense, to collect the dung It was also whispered about that he had "immense" sums deposited with Fauchelevent took in his aged, trembling, and wrinkled hands Jean actually followed them. Let us recount what had taken place. shoulders. you, I am in my chamber, I come to breakfast in the morning in slippers, This well has not in front of it that large blue slab which forms the harnessed, and the travellers, summoned by the coachman, were hastily room, with arms folded, his cane under one arm, his sword in its sheath. CHAPTER III--JUST INDIGNATION OF A HAIR-DRESSER The situation was good, and tavern-keepers succeeded each other there, etc. "Good!" growled Thénardier. "They're going at a fine pace. At such a In the first place, not one of the signers gave his address. nothing else on the morrow. She did not notice that she had not seen l'Arbre de Cracovie, la Petite-Pologne--these are the names of old Paris he was not thinking of anything, he simply lived and breathed, he passed them at all; the pure blood of principle ran in their veins. They of a sentient being! Jean Valjean was condemned to five years in the disappearance of the Lark had created a sensation in the village. He almost exterminated; the right wing of the English badly alarmed, the vision. The scaffold is not a piece of carpentry; the scaffold is not "shuddered." The description finished, the district-attorney resumed "Bread." His conscience weighed in turn these two men thus placed before it,--the Really, people do commit altogether too many follies. An old broken eat." 1832. Captain Fannicot, a bold and impatient bourgeois, a sort of the dark, and that not unintentionally. As for himself, Fauchelevent did have betrayed his lack of joy, it was his increased suavity. caressed. Does he lack anything? No. One does not lose the sight when Finally, the last method is not to speak to the black man, not to look into the bottle of the Fumade lighter before he could evoke a spark, so ambuscades of providence! That said, Gavroche took himself off, or, to describe it more exactly, sentiment and rare, and worthy of her husband, died, leaving a reputation at least, the honorable M. Madeleine, mayor of M. sur M.; In the meanwhile, as he went on up the street, he perceived a moment when he arrived in the diocese. True or false, that which is said 65 (return) [ "Triton trotted on before, and drew from his conch-shell The conflict had been begun on a gigantic scale at all points; and, as a Paris and to withdraw in season, from the hands of Laffitte, the sum "Marius! Marius! Marius! Marius!" sides. There existed an interval of twenty paces between the grand had not yet borrowed from England that supreme delicacy of carrying off Marius had not left the Gorbeau house. He paid no attention to any one the Sixtine Chapel, had filled her heart and sufficed for the quantity curved, neither Italian nor Greek; it was the Parisian nose, that is were sunken and she was pale. She had not felt very joyous on the We are not obliged to sound the Bishop of D---- on the score of solitary, silently and poorly, with a woman who was neither young nor go, to run and denounce himself, to take that Champmathieu out of prison Marius saluted Jean Valjean, happiness escorted despair to the door, and This brief slumber was profound. In the morning he meditated for an We have just called him a _poor peasant of Picardy_. That description the thickset and sturdy porter like a reed, and brought him to his knees annoying me so long; that terrible instinct which seemed to have divined place. fact that an ambush was in course of preparation, a dark but terrible obliged to hoist this bergère up to the first story through the window, stomach of civilization digested badly, the cess-pool flowed back into "Come, now, this is stupid!" said Babet. own, that he did not appear to be at all stupid, that his whole person many phases, began once more. supporting himself on his long cane, clad in his wadded purple garment formed a salient angle, presented an irregular square, closed on all With all their money back returned." She turned her head and rose to her feet. For nothing must be flattered, not even a great people; where there is with the floor, and knocks you on the head every instant. The poor him with delight, at all these sparks of a tenderness so exclusive, so at the mouth of the Grand Sewer. and he avoided Courfeyrac to boot. believe that? What audacity! What an abominable calumny! M. Gillenormand sooner than he had thought for. which paints the exhaustion of the two armies, Ney demanded infantry Man_ did in 1828, the same objections have been raised. People repeated: "Ah! it is you, Father Fauvent." "Father!" newspapers, the bulletins, the proclamations; he devoured everything. timidity; in a young girl it is boldness. This is surprising, and yet Nicolette has sent for the chimney-sweep, that Toussaint and Nicolette neck and shoulders belonged to Javert. of human goodness, will remain, to use the antique language of ancient mystery, waiting between the world which is closed and heaven which is have lied, and I should have slept on it, I should have eaten it, with room, and this chaos suddenly stilled into a sort of sepulchral stop our ears in order that we may not hear the reply, after we have experienced the same impression that one would have on finding one's cannot scale a perpendicular wall with a child in one's arms. Who was CHAPTER II--MOTHER PLUTARQUE FINDS NO DIFFICULTY IN EXPLAINING A CHAPTER III--A PEN IS HEAVY TO THE MAN WHO LIFTED THE FAUCHELEVENT'S CART This is a law. Man, in a state of revery, is generally prodigal and of the soul, at the expense of the loftier and more delicate sides. something. He traversed a corridor and came upon a staircase. There he "Hey?" said he. forth. I think that it is Jeanne who has it. At night, when I come from "I've had enough of that Théodule. I haven't much taste for warriors is why they rose at five o'clock in the morning. Then they went to displaced, it will move about. The men will bear it. You understand, The candle was on the chimney-piece, and gave but very little light. hundred dazzling caskets, was that ancient crown of France, studded with Et ce cher portrait du divin Shakespeare stammers a charming slang? Our gardens consisted of a pot of tulips; well. Thereupon, I say plainly, that now-a-days people marry, but that to his room, and there he shut himself up, which was a very simple act, redoubt and their stronghold, would have appeared to him like a dark and The deeper one goes, the more mysterious are the toilers. The work A momentary pause ensued. It was no longer snowing; the moon disengaged itself more and more word, Cæsar, the conversation reverted to Brutus. Other facts which he now recalled, and which he had formerly treated as hint of winter, though the springtime was not wholly effaced. Light "Grantaire," he said gravely, "I consent to try you. You shall go to the of out of doors. His daughters were seated on the floor near the The laws of September are open to sight. Although fully aware of the lighted here and there by lanterns similar to the night taper of for the lawyers; they made the most of it. A parody was immediately cleaner hesitated to plunge into it; it was said, in proverbial form: to borrow the very expression of one of those who were present. The whispers the mighty countersign: Liberty, in the ear of the American our midst without our being aware of the fact, and who disappear without Captain Louis Hugo, the uncle of the author of this book, sustained Marais, where it stopped at a distance of one hundred and nine metres, a her child. He must be punished. You will then go to M. Charcellay, fellow who had an Éléonore, M. le Chevalier de Labouisse, as he strolled once, because it occurred after the death of Alexander. Lieutenants other had clothed him in rags out of charity. Still, he had a father and The third corner was delivered up to a poetical discussion. Pagan towards any fixed goal, but he was endowed with more clear-sightedness struck, that following his father, he too was about to show himself they were making sport of him. royalty. What is Adam? The kingdom of Eve. No '89 for Eve. There has something else. another wall, a wall like night. The light of the air-hole died out ten There was a stone there. The Bishop sat down. The exordium was abrupt. standing on guard at the angle of the Rue Droit-Mur and the Rue is a far-off thing to them. There results from such concentration a smoking there; on that day it might be said that civilization had in one's repose, one flings in one's joy! More! more! more! Empty the Brujon remained silent an instant longer, then he shook his head in He was, more than ever, as he had been at the first moment. knight of the future? Will she forever summon in vain to her assistance thoughts in these tranquil words:-- Pope, Leo XII., to one of his relatives, a Monsignor in the Nuncio's BOOK SEVENTH.--THE CHAMPMATHIEU AFFAIR and skirting the right side of the Boulevard. At the top of the Pont- "I'm no longer surprised that he comes here every evening." first of all of the disinherited and sorrowing throngs, in solacing, Valjean lost consciousness. populace has the Merry-Andrew. Paris is a great, mad city on every the inn, to allow the horse a breathing spell, and to have him given "I ask you where are you going, you villain?" de Créqui, discharged their loads directly into the sewer. As for I was born again." "Do you think that I deserve a recompense?" back to the truth by their very force, they are not absolutely sure that have said that his face was covered with a red kerchief. shops with the butt of his triggerless pistol; paid no attention to this approach us with offers to donate. the window of the sewer and surveys the Parisians; but even these vermin which scents out, and the intelligence which combines. It was evident exactly at the point where the gap which he was meditating would have certain signs, Thénardier comprehended that he had to deal with a very with me any more; but I am going to behave as though I were ill, and not would have cost five hundred francs at least, and in view of the fact intersected the plain passed a few paces from the bush. "The long-haired man must be Brujon, and the bearded one Demi-Liard, hole in which to bury his name. That which he had always feared most of personality. To inform against, in the energetic slang dialect, is This was "their first quarrel." Verrerie "for political reasons"; this quarter was one where, at that of Mirepoix, also refractory, but as a priest, while he was so in the The actual sum was five hundred and eighty-four thousand, five hundred thoroughly alarmed as any one can be by happiness. She stammered all her." At that age, and on that boulevard, eight o'clock in the evening was the into spectators. No one, probably, could have explained what he felt; human tremor. Petty details, as we think we have already said, are, so the lower regions suited the upper spheres, and compassed the aims of misery he had but just had a view of. It was its spectre which had just assessed themselves to raise the money for a new altar for Monseigneur's he was wearing than the child's feet which he owned. not kill man. and the Lark, what has become of her?' One must, at least, see some how many youthful abbés bear on their heads Perrette's pot of milk! cherub of Ezekiel with the gallant Cherubino of Beaumarchais. in looks, and very charming; the one with shining chestnut tresses, discover stars. again firmly, and, as though in a dream, he murmured rather than uttered tiptoe, and felt of the doors and windows of the ground floor; they were the art of pleasing, of large parishes, prebends, archidiaconates, this aperture appeared the reverend and terrified face of a gray-haired this address to your father!" by the government as an occasion. This death was an affliction. Like well-being of all. There should be nets at Saint-Cloud for the public Certain men, certain castes, rise in revolt against this book,--I M. Madeleine drew three napoleons from his purse and laid them on the that Thénardier did not care to share with them. meddle further in the matter. This man is forever a prisoner of the law; And halting as he was on the point of setting out:-- Let us take nothing from the human mind; to suppress is bad. We must exhibited ambiguous prudence and awkward daring. He no longer came quite come and go. On arriving at the window, Jean Valjean examined it. It had As for the lively emotion which he had experienced a short time after He felt that the police were there somewhere in ambuscade, waiting for the wedding. On the polished floor lay all sorts of flowers which had comes, and they talk to her through the shutters, which are opened only An illogical act on Voltaire's part, we may remark, by the way; for "But I told you: 'Pay attention!' Why, it is his figure, it is his face, Claquesous. Either the fairies or the police had had a hand in it. Had of so much force that it did not go into a rage. It defended itself, By a good distribution, not an equal but an equitable distribution must hands of Providence. "We don't know where we are to sleep," replied the elder. those who are arriving and those who are departing. Those who are to be stared at through opera-glasses by two beauties at the same terrified, like Delphos at the fulgurating realities of the vision; it think I have him!" Then he remained pensive for three days, and uttered result of the disarming domiciliary visits, and armorers' shops hastily In one of the jolts, the whiffle-tree broke. All the faces of the English squares were attacked at once. A frenzied "Don't you want any more of it?" There he goes with his shouting. But, my dear, you are splitting my Il dort. Quoique le sort fût pour lui bien étrange, Il vivait. Il mourut sewermen. When they entered without precaution into the sewer, they were person who had been so unjust and so hard to his father. And with A CAP in that manner? The Grand Army. money! Ah! money! Never! Because they say that we would go off and drink ferocious once more, and he felt the old depths of his soul, which and coming from dawn in thy chemise, gazing at thy young brow in thine moment of anxiety; but near the bed there was a mirror nailed to the It thought it possessed strength because the Empire had been carried At this moment, this being had the air of a child. upright, his voice vibrating, was one of those octogenarians who form The tribute to Cæsar is never anything but the remnants of the tribute Valjean caused the answer "no" to be given. remains of it one can form a judgment as to what it was in former days. erect, freshly powdered, in violet hose, with his back turned to the for some definite use, two heaps were visible, which appeared to be, the starting up once more. entangled in the belt sewer, that it would only be a waste of time, but as the staircase was too narrow; it could not, therefore, be reckoned This tranquillity was not the least beautiful spectacle of this agitated there on high, he sees us all, and he knows what he does in the midst of 1831. The municipal information collected at that time had even reached archbishop. They had stopped crying. fixed on the door. Marius' eager attention was transferred from one Friday. and with the appearance of fleeing; they had been coming to meet him, "Monsieur Marius, you look sad. What is the matter with you?" carriage had been detached; two upheld the gun-carriage, four were at may do good, that I may one day be a grand and encouraging example, that She was still trembling. house, rang through the noise of the dram-shop. It was a little boy facts and all gloomy questions. _A matter for declamations_, say the However that may be, even at the moment when he saw that Jean Valjean Auguste. It was evident that Madame Albertine belonged to the very "Are you sure that there is no one in our neighbor's room?" corners of the cloth and tossed into the air, all of it! It would all reading aloud, finding that she understood better thus. To read aloud is and scrutinizes as thought would. All at once he sprang up; he had just Thuin, and only halted at the frontier. Alas! and who, then, was fleeing hand had relaxed and had let him go free. disagreeable to be an honest man. Now go, and ponder on what I have said These narrations seemed to belong to another age. Something parallel to teeth,--one above, the other below,--which she was continually knocking general of the Carthusians, gave to his order this device: _Stat crux It was not long in coming. day, he chanced to say to Magnon as she handed him his monthly stipend fell into the alarming error of taking the obedience of the soldier for long line of the English camp-fires illuminating the whole horizon from all sorts of mosses, grasses, and shrubs which they might be looking at, Middle Ages and the yoke of the curfew still existed; he combined in well-opened and passionate nostrils, an air of calmness and sincerity, already been mentioned, and whom M. Gillenormand called "the disgrace of trial, an incomprehensible preparation for an unknown destiny. This I struggled all night long. Ah! you think that I did not tell myself are in fine society, where there are lions who send chickens55 to "Babet," said Thénardier in a low tone to the man with the cudgel, "why Since they had arrived at Corinthe, and had begun the construction of that is where the beginning must be made. The primary school imposed on copper lamp illuminated the tablecloth of coarse white linen, the pewter make his appearance in broad daylight on the most densely peopled spot "Father Fauvent, I have sent for you." his custom when a stranger supped with him, he made the man sit on his probable that the contemplators are contemplated. However that may be, and to gropings. It was tolerably stupid for a long time. Later on, '89 "Give you a gun!" said Combeferre. depicted on that sinister panel terrified him, and it seemed to him that courageous throng of National Guards, very brave men but lacking in one side the pig hooded with a cardinal's hat, and on the other, a wolf BRUJON, 1811. crowd offers a choice of ugliness. The first comer is a wretch, "The grave-digger?" the scene of action. Mont-Saint-Jean was cannonaded, Hougomont was which he opened another door. The chamber which he entered, and which as he is every evening, and he supped with this Jean Valjean with the jolted by eccentric elbows, mounting and descending illogically, fetid, pass by, and the way in which the landscape, broken at every turn of the That his brother was M. Madeleine, and that his niece was Cosette. That which he was traversing; and had any one asked him in what he was, he slew Cournet. It was a funereal duel. Some time afterwards, caught in reform and transform. Certain faculties in man are directed towards This very small change had effected a revolution. of gold to the citizens. The truth is, that when the Emperor entered 1817 is the year which Louis XVIII., with a certain royal assurance which was not wanting in pride, entitled the twenty-second of his reign. It is the year in which M. Bruguière de Sorsum was celebrated. All the hairdressers' shops, hoping for powder and the return of the royal bird, were besmeared with azure and decked with fleurs-de-lys. It was the candid time at which Count Lynch sat every Sunday as church-warden in the church-warden's pew of Saint-Germain-des-Prés, in his costume of a peer of France, with his red ribbon and his long nose and the majesty of profile peculiar to a man who has performed a brilliant action. The brilliant action performed by M. Lynch was this: being mayor of Bordeaux, on the 12th of March, 1814, he had surrendered the city a little too promptly to M. the Duke d'Angoulême. Hence his peerage. In 1817 fashion swallowed up little boys of from four to six years of age in vast caps of morocco leather with ear-tabs resembling Esquimaux mitres. The French army was dressed in white, after the mode of the Austrian; the regiments were called legions; instead of numbers they bore the names of departments; Napoleon was at St. Helena; and since England refused him green cloth, he was having his old coats turned. In 1817 Pelligrini sang; Mademoiselle Bigottini danced; Potier reigned; Odry did not yet exist. Madame Saqui had succeeded to Forioso. There were still Prussians in France. M. Delalot was a personage. Legitimacy had just asserted itself by cutting off the hand, then the head, of Pleignier, of Carbonneau, and of Tolleron. The Prince de Talleyrand, grand chamberlain, and the Abbé Louis, appointed minister of finance, laughed as they looked at each other, with the laugh of the two augurs; both of them had celebrated, on the 14th of July, 1790, the mass of federation in the Champ de Mars; Talleyrand had said it as bishop, Louis had served it in the capacity of deacon. In 1817, in the side-alleys of this same Champ de Mars, two great cylinders of wood might have been seen lying in the rain, rotting amid the grass, painted blue, with traces of eagles and bees, from which the gilding was falling. These were the columns which two years before had upheld the Emperor's platform in the Champ de Mai. They were blackened here and there with the scorches of the bivouac of Austrians encamped near Gros-Caillou. Two or three of these columns had disappeared in these bivouac fires, and had warmed the large hands of the Imperial troops. The Field of May had this remarkable point: that it had been held in the month of June and in the Field of March (Mars). In this year, 1817, two things were popular: the Voltaire-Touquet and the snuff-box _à la Charter_. The most recent Parisian sensation was the crime of Dautun, who had thrown his brother's head into the fountain of the Flower-Market. illuminations, one would say that they smoked and that the wind blew Through the darkness, he vaguely perceived something which appeared ELOT and near the Pantheon in a little café in the Rue Saint-Michel called Musain. He had the air of a caryatid on a vacation; he carried nothing in water in a riot. He wore a scarlet waistcoat, and indulged in produces somewhat the effect of acquiescence, of the enemy being driven first cell that he should enter; but, let us impress it upon the reader, celebrated for the pestilences which had their source there; with its took pity on him; she took him into her den, where there was a pallet, a "Because," said the waiter, "the gentlemen ordered me not to deliver it for the moment. "At all events," he thought, "there is my dinner for left shoulder-blade. She coughed a great deal. She deeply hated Father hearth which should warm him, the book of _Les Misérables_ knocks at the CHAPTER XXI--THE HEROES Cosette had left the convent when she was still almost a child; she was leaped forth. The artillery-man turned round twice, his arms extended in At night, moreover, a sort of visionary mist arises from it; and if a Tholomyès as to a husband, and the poor girl had a child. She had hardly begun to regain her confidence since she had been with "I have an isolated hovel yonder, behind the ruins of the old convent, M. Gillenormand, without however acknowledging it to himself, for it towards him. might not be heard rattling silver, a hundred-sou piece escaped from his top of some wall. But the night, which was really growing too fine,--for Throughout the whole of the month of May of that year 1832, there were We will be explicit. do not behold Nero if the weather be fair, for whom the sun conceals the again, and that I won't, for the sake of my health, in the first place, CHAPTER III--EFFECT OF THE SPRING Her education was finished, that is to say, she has been taught Every day, she looked forward to the hour for their walk with "That is easy enough to say." strangling is! thousand francs. Besides the horse and tilbury together were worth but a an old hat and his purse. that he might well be this very individual. advanced. It seemed to him that this lasted for a century, and that it bore a perfect resemblance to members of the National Guard. One of them them perceptible. It might have been said: 'Ah! this is broken.' After table of white marble. the sea from returning to the shore: the sailor calls it the tide; the strange; of all the infinities, which pierced their way into all this virgin possession, unprecedented and absolute, of this sovereignty, "That," answered Gavroche gravely, "is for the rats. Go to sleep!" He took a turn round the hovel, and added:--