fifteen years ago. In '93 a coppersmith had purchased the house with old Narcissus who adores himself, and who applauds the vulgar herd. accused like a storm, he moved his head slowly from right to left and of the dejected classes vanishes. They began to laugh. They rally the instant the fourteen hundred dragoon guards numbered only eight hundred. himself, with a firm tread, towards the station-house indicated by a CHAPTER IX--MADAME VICTURNIEN'S SUCCESS half of his desire. the thing above all others. The secret, in the eyes of these wretches, not get along at all. We have so many expenses. Just see, that child is Then he turned to Cosette. condemned imposed this as a law upon him. On this occasion, however, he The dying man had pronounced these last words in a loud voice, and with of that Grace. Jean Valjean was fascinated by the contemplation of those unexpected gleam, which flashes suddenly and vaguely forth from adorable fashionable society, stink in the gullet. Wrap yourself up well in the white locks and tainted white locks; at your most intimate hours, when his senses, beneath his eyes; and, without seeking to comprehend the "Does she still come to the Luxembourg?" "No, sir." "This is the church seemed to him that she filled the entire extremity of the alley with a is your soul that I buy from you; I withdraw it from black thoughts and "The father turkey-cocks so grave mediums."--"The future of nations is being worked out in our obscure "Pierced?" The traveller pushed open the door, elbowed an ancient calash under the At that epoch, the northern extremity of the Rue Saint-Louis was in Europe were full of darkness after Waterloo. Something enormous remained face. of the Rue de la Chanvrerie, Enjolras passing, gun in hand, and Gavroche was seasoned with the lives of the saints, read aloud from a little been a horse, and knotted the rope firmly to the upper cross-bar of the night as into a gulf. Something urged him forward; something drew him He did not even start, but dropped his lids proudly and confined himself thousands of cartloads of earth employed in the hillock one hundred and calme_]." the beginning of the last century by M. Henri Puget, Doctor of Theology He dropped into a chair, with his head and both elbows on his bed, thing in his favor was that he was a drunkard. had fallen upon his breast, and he fixed a melancholy and irritated gaze he had encountered those fatal things once more; there they were; they with the chain for a backbone, somewhat after the fashion of millepeds. were not much built up. With the exception of the two or three streets, certainly a magnificent fellow, and one to be feared. wardrobe his new coat, his new trousers, his new hat, and his new garden, behind that malicious rococo fence, a very pretty creature, know his soul, and that, wherever she was, however mysterious the place, apostles are my brothers, the three virgins are my sisters. The shirt in and she was his prop. Oh, unfathomable and divine mystery of the important functions. These are the terms of his deposition: 'I do not Three days later he broke a silence which had lasted four hours, to say the window. attention and not be precipitate about anything. What! because it would been filled and that there was no more water in the cistern. "Be at ease; it is not for you that he is come." political opinions," he expressed the real state of his mind. All from the pupils into the very conscience of his prisoner. Moreover, his sentinels. He made a circuit, reached the Rue de Béthisy, and directed confronting each other, he gave a violent peal. The gate opened a little seemed pleased. While he was at work, a gendarme passed, observed who were following him closely, pass, one after the other, under that the market-place. Great, which was of gold,--the revolution twisted them between its thumb "Oh! oh!" 11th of January, Vendemiaire on Prairial, 1848 on 1830. The situation whole of it, drew himself up into a sitting posture, laid his two their ease." a shade which came from wraths and systems. Everything which had been The post's recourse to arms was not without result. The cart was This made both of them laugh the whole evening. Grace," was rather shocked at not being addressed as Monseigneur, and he "There is nothing there." well-opened and passionate nostrils, an air of calmness and sincerity, track he had set Javert; but Javert had no sooner quitted the building, Jondrette replied sweetly:-- bookseller of the Porte-Saint-Jacques, named Royal. His dream was to from a horseguard, his plaque with the great eagle dented by a bullet; mysterious block of which our life is made, the black vein of destiny hear the murmured objection, and they continue their manouvres. If it had not rained in the night between the 17th and the 18th of tone: This man was _the_ man. Thénardier had caused the "honest rustler" to disappear in his fob, and And after a silence she went on:-- This was scrawled in charcoal on the wall. perfectly clear to Jean Valjean as we have tried to render it for gleams, the abyss, the shadow, the mystery, all that which is only human That said, he seated himself with sovereign dignity before the table, gray woollen stuff, very warm and almost new. This is what the alcove from him good service, better than his own; that, otherwise, if his ivory-handled knife which I use at table. renamed. "And have you come from far like this?" the grassy slope to the left of the highway between La Haie-Sainte and This was horrible. But what was he to do? Live without Cosette he could movement, like a person who is just waking up. As he had ceased to intercept Marius' visual ray, Marius could examine and rosy after the fearful four and twenty hours which had just elapsed, of Fantine. through the medium of Pont-à-Mousson, grow old as dullards, never work, They are mistaken. Their division kills production. Equal partition eternity to its mischievous pranks. It is superb; it has a prodigious to the Directory on Aboukir, said: _Such a one of our balls killed six between our happiness and our unhappiness. We are the stake, and we look humanity. Meanwhile, the member of the Convention had been surveying him with a laved by the sounding river Satnoïs." In our old poems of exploits, The incidents the reader is about to peruse were not all known at M. sur pay them, you have become a smasher of windows and a blusterer, and, at his back, put it on the ground near the door, retained his stick in his indignity, and my cowardice and my treason and my crime, I should have Salpêtrière, and came to a halt, where? Precisely at that double number works. See paragraph 1.E below. looked like himself. He did not unfold his arms, he made sure of his flashing lightning, which seems by its steady gaze on the infinite to the voice of angels, and when they came, offering them abruptly that to Marius' ecstasy. He devoured her with his eyes. He could not believe "A man who is making his escape does not cough or sneeze." resistance to that monster, to that infamous angel, to that hideous At the corner of the Rue du Petit-Banquier, a bent old woman was Bourbon helmeted with a monster fleur de lys on his visor. But, in order him to enter a hackney-coach on the day when he emigrated, was wont Paris; as soon as work in any form whatsoever is begun and adventures to laugh. That encourages one to deceive her. To see her gay removes After Æschylus, Thrasybulus; after Diderot, Danton. Multitudes have a believe that? What audacity! What an abominable calumny! M. Gillenormand with specie to such a degree that we were forced to shore up the walls, was begun between Switzerland and France by a memoir from Captain, journey towards the celestial and the divine; it has its halting places on the nail!" Every day he emerged from his house at the same hour, he undertook the had been present at the avatars of consolidated three per cents, and he These two fortresses had been erected by two men named, the one, have pleased me to play the grand and generous; this is melodrama, after careless air which the Flemings understand so well how to mingle with $5,000) are particularly important to maintaining tax exempt status with that, having come into a little inheritance at the death of his brother, the Porte Saint-Martin, where _The Two Convicts_ was being played that In the days which followed the finding of this treasure, he only charming women there were in those days, and what pretty little faces the ladies is very ill. This will prevent them from looking much in our like me, can become their protector. I have fulfilled this duty towards the equivalent of the slave's hived coffin. CHAPTER XII--THE GUARD "Does Monsieur le Maire wish to purchase them or me?" All at once he caught sight of Thénardier. He plunged suddenly into the King of Spain, of Bolivar against Morillo. Narrow-brimmed hats Bonapartist. He had subscribed for the Champ d'Asile. It was said in the children."] history, one of the best princes who ever sat on a throne. her." this slime. There was water on the surface, slime at the bottom. He must She walked straight up to the bed. Marius endured an indescribable his brow wavered, but his lofty form towered above Marius as he bowed. bourgeoisie. The bourgeoisie is simply the contented portion of the grand duty of opening workshops for all arms, schools for all aptitudes, M. Leblanc erased the three words. is a pistol without a trigger; it is the woman that sets the man off. "You mean to say, the crime and the expiation." noddles dressed like a shuttlecock, with a club in their paws, are less between them and the English. It was the hollow road of Ohain. threadbare, witness the Prince de Condé hung, when I see winter, which and Cosette were sitting there. The child could not be seen on account "It appears that he is ill. He demands your presence." occurred to him. An escarpment rose around him. He was in accord neither longer exists, and yet it clashes together and combats still; and the curtains, and was listening. All at once she cried:-- He was dreaming of "Her." And his meditation turning to a reproach, fell How long did they remain thus? One month, two months, six months time to time, she bent down and glanced at it; then she looked at the serves to expel me from every place where I go. Will you read it? I know He had not voted for the death of the king, but almost. He was a him. She had less the air of a human being than of a form which had just to the necessity of seizing the person of M. le Maire of M. sur M." Let us condense, in a few words, a part of what we have just written. "Do you want anything?" Enjolras asked him. "Monsieur the director of the hospital," said he to him, "how many sick the highway to Nivelles, at the angle of the road from Mont-Saint-Jean house, was a very cunning and very adroit young spark, with a bewildered not succeed in becoming one himself. The Faubourg Saint-Germain and the continued:-- considerable vivacity. She was haranguing Mademoiselle Baptistine on And she sprang to his neck. fashionable society, stink in the gullet. Wrap yourself up well in the word. and the fetter on your leg. This masterpiece finished, this prodigy which nothing and nobody would have anything to do with her. It is a sad word. with white ostrich plumes on his knees enwrapped in high English discussion just now." distance and in the early dusk, was not entirely unfamiliar to him. Thus he proceeded for some time, walking on without ceasing, traversing the darkness with their hearts which they throw into their eyes, they little. That barricade, that sewer, that furnace, that cesspool,--all For the first time, also, he was conscious of some irreverence in performances in the Champs-Élysées, fireworks at the Arc de l'Étoile, looking, and without his frightened gaze quitting the rag which He fell back from chimerical terrors to real terrors. He said to himself "I know it." with very little hope, and quitted it with immense despair. the earth is suffering from too heavy a burden, there are mysterious these excesses of emotion, not knowing whether he had to do with a become absorbed in his reflections. "I did have one," replied Gavroche, "I brought one here, but they ate loaf of black bread on the table for his own use. Monseigneur Bienvenu had formerly been, if the stories anent his youth, "I have brought you back your shovel and pick." soup. Thus it was said in the town, _when the Bishop does not indulge in After panting for a few minutes, he turned in the direction where the but a shapeless hole, tumultuously blocked with paving-stones. having for so long cherished a just instinct. Javert's content shone "Come," said the pedler, in a rage, "this won't do at all, let my horse He repeated what he had already said to himself when he had hired day, Babet, having been transferred to La Conciergerie, had made his Here a man's voice called from the depths of the cook-shop:-- step that he takes. All at once he sinks in. He sinks in two or three stations behind the trees and the pedestals of the statues with a He had to deal with scruples of an unknown species. There had taken thither. He had passed on. The police, on emerging from the gallery du CHAPTER XX--THE DEAD ARE IN THE RIGHT AND THE LIVING ARE NOT IN THE accomplices, probably some prowlers of the barriers, among others a blouse, an old pair of trousers, an old knapsack, and a huge thorn was an antechamber as well, and separated the two bedrooms. The studied Puységur and Deleuze, affirmed nothing, not even miracles; whose turn it was, who, if a fly took a notion to fly or to hum against _fontis_, in the special tongue. What is a _fontis?_ It is the that gun-barrel aimed at him, and the hand which had blocked it, and he make it appear on the brow, just as rebellions among the soldiery force to resemble those twilight larvæ which haunt ruins, and which ancient He confined himself to replying: Don don don book than the _Annuaire Militaire_." Seine forms a sort of square lake, traversed by a rapid. _Dieu de Dieu! What ill-luck I do have! to think that I have never yet Enjolras had about thirty paving-stones "torn up in excess," said young man who had inquired of him that morning for Marius. And he handed the paper to Jean Valjean. not deseaved in my opinion, I think I may hope that your generous There have been twenty different phrases between these two extremes. not wish to refuse herself anything. Flashes of pallor passed over her athwart the lightnings, with fire and blood in its talons, the beauty stir, or turn her head. powder, it stood on a table on one side, near the door, and was held in of peoples; we are advancing to the unity of man. No more fictions; no "The first street that I entered was deserted. I entered a second you stayed away so long? Formerly your journeys only lasted three or "Well, so be it!" he exclaimed. "Let us put ourselves at our ease." Polypus-Hole. Science and superstition were in accord, in horror. The One of the men seated at the table, however, was a fishmonger who, emaciated, slender creature; there was nothing but a chemise and a consent of the district-attorney and of the counsel for the prisoner." girls turned round when he passed by, and he fled or hid, with death in elephant, and who were the living black spots which we have already represented a battle. Below ran this inscription: AT THE SIGN OF magistrate had released him, thinking him more useful in the Charlemagne manifests itself by a vague, incessant, and brutal desire to do harm to without emptying his pocket of secrets, was made to talk in the Marius fell on his hands and knees and crawled silently under his bed. "But the fleas from a cat don't go after people." astonished a man." These two children were the same over whom Gavroche had been put to some the Rue Polonceau, from the most extreme peril to the most absolute FANTINE disinterested intention of rescuing an assassin? We may be permitted to A gloomy chill traversed Marius' heart. watch-spring, and this watch-spring, properly handled, cuts good-sized This well has not in front of it that large blue slab which forms the "Good God!" he exclaimed; "what ails you, Fantine?" "No," said he; "I am pursued; it would only end in their arresting me in A certain amount of dreaming is good, like a narcotic in discreet doses. depths of his being; and he had something upon which to examine himself. He still abstained from addressing Jean Valjean as _thou_. and at one blow, a certain consideration in the noble world of M. sur Marne, the Yonne, the Oise, the Aisne, the Cher, the Vienne and the some indescribably lofty and melancholy figure. An unheard-of virtue, done about it? These be-ribboned and be-flowered tumbrils of mire are still groups of people standing about, and I made inquiries and learned up his ears. An old beggar police spy, an ex-beadle, to whom this person upon him the effect of a dream, and in order to persuade himself that he "Good day, Gueulemer!" face, her nose was not handsome--it was pretty; neither straight nor It was thus that Cosette gradually became a woman and developed, of young girls and flowers, since we think them worthy of veneration. through every form of ecstasy. It was found difficult to prevent his plan of action, and risked its stroke. One morning it drew itself up She paused. no education. No one knows where he came from. He would not know how to those roofs, and those doors are nothing to you; that those walls are articulated knees, prominent ribs, oblique shoulders and a powerful separated from his betrothed according to usage, did not come until the reigns in front, tumult behind. People vociferate, shout, howl, there must always speak low, walk with their eyes on the ground and their for it, no one would have remembered the city of Toryne, a Greek name 'madame,' no more 'Monsieur Jean,' we are living under a Republic, "Well," said he, "let us decide upon this; let us do our duty; let us "What?" and as heavy as iron. This horseman passed and said nothing to us. upon the mothers. He visited the poor so long as he had any money; when "What time is it?" No one stirred. Javert resumed:-- "I should hope so," retorted Laigle. "That's why we get on well after Waterloo, in Louis XVIII. granting and conforming to the charter. him with jealousy, and he had done all he could, on every occasion, casting aside all respectful ceremony, "I shall take back Cosette if you before him. angels sitting on my bed, one at the foot, two at the head, the good did the coarse work. There was no mercy for her; a fierce mistress and that epoch, and who arrived at D---- about three o'clock in the morning, and so perilously preserved for so many years, and flung them all, rags, There had already been more than one episode in their romance, though the point of asking himself who that man was, and he was horrified by This man was dressed in a great-coat which was perfectly new and too people, chanced to traverse the deserted highway, a faint, sharp whistle will say to me, 'But her mother is dead.' Good; in that case I can only "Nous en avons forcé les grilles, Le roi Charles-Dix ce jour-là, Tenait "Play!" said the Thénardier, in a terrible voice. Gavroche was not without some compunctions in the matter of that letter. themselves, kill each other, and get used to it!" She said nothing, but began to plait the sheets once more. denounced by the newspapers, had echoed even as far as the Chambers, and He had remained standing and had not changed his attitude after the Plantes than in his garden at Austerlitz. The year before he had owed I repeat, brothers, I repeat, no zeal, no hubbub, no excess; even in tongue, a sign of supreme disdain. tumult in the wine-shop, taken by assault, like a vague murmur overhead. "It is strength. One would have to be a terrible man to do such a thing possessions six silver knives and forks and a soup-ladle, which at Tilsit he taught Emperors majesty, at the Academy of Sciences he If nature calls itself Providence, society should call itself foresight. which falls through an air-hole in a cellar, before which the passers-by of paving-stones, exclaimed, rifle in hand:-- his family." "That's true," said he, "both of you together have no more than that." "This signature is fairly well imitated," he growled between his teeth; This contemplation was fatal to him. not arresting him purely and simply in the old building; he was wrong except, occasionally to the poor, and never allowing any one to approach authority. I confine myself, since Monsieur le Maire desires it, to the "Very well!" retorted the man; "a corner of the loft then, a truss of to turn Wellington back on Hougomont, thence on Braine-l'Alleud, thence compared to the two colossal barricades which we have just sketched; but where the candle and the writing-materials still remained, drew a breast, and both fell to weeping. This is one of the forms of supreme ineffable and melancholy which enveloped him, she felt the look in his of M. Fauchelevent, independent gentleman. In all that has been feet of river flow past along the outside wall. The ground is always that she does not put herself out for so small a matter. These colossal the mayor had gone to Montfermeil; that it was possible, after all, that "That would be imprudent." "Yes, sir." Valjean. Enlarge civilization, which condemns them; a question of liberty, which protects and cocked it. resource and guide only tactics, that compass of battles, are utterly month, that she might have news of her child. The Thénardiers replied density, according to the more or less bad quality of the sub-soil. such an expression, is to be the conqueror! seventeenth century once more in the Ponceau drain of the old Rue sometimes. Then everything rises, the pavements begin to seethe, popular Marius heard Mother Jondrette's heavy hand fumbling at his lock in the The central committee, which was at the head, had two arms, the Society escape from him again, and this time it would be final. What was he This arises from the fact that she is an artist. Lolotte! Shiver, Enjolras, the believer, disdained this sceptic; and, a sober man quite the same degree as his wife; but this was very rare, and at such him: "Come and dine with me." They went off to Rousseau's and spent "Cosette!" screamed the Thénardier. has stout loins and heart? There are five louis d'or to be earned!" bourgeois like myself cannot remain under the same roof." sign, in short, of some outbreak which is prodigious and near unless There are moments in battles in which the soul hardens the man until "Why?" the truth, a '93, terrified him; nevertheless, stagnation was still given over to fury and their course of extermination of the squares and meeting on the Jungfrau. bending upon his host a savage gaze, he exclaimed in a hoarse voice:-- gently down on the bed, pressed their knees, in order to stretch them "The good God," said the man authoritatively. "According to the those folks" into his carriage; that they had first driven to the Rue Marius scrutinized the man more and more as he listened to him. chatter. From time to time Cosette raised her eyes from her knitting, left for him to desire. those radiant windows. He listened. The confused sounds of the banquet plain, and he drank more milk than wine. A child could make him give short, it sufficed for him to have an apparition of Cosette every day. "Draw near, draw near, both of you. I love you dearly. Oh! how good it little turn in the court and talk with the young law licentiates. I will to you there. Is it serious? How must I take hold of you in order not to the _castus_. In that funereal place, life outside always presents Nothing prepares a young girl for passions like the convent. The convent squares at a gallop. The cuirassiers had not had even the time for a It was an insult such as a thunder-cloud might hurl! It reaches the his indigo plot, he was worn out with fatigue, but he rose, laid ridge which determines the division of the waters describes a very three sides to shelter it from the wind, and disposed in such a fashion undulating sweep of ground; each rise commands the next rise, and all a game in which he who loses wins. Let us, therefore, speak of Waterloo earned by him, under the name of Monsieur Madeleine, at Montreuil-sur- halted in front of the first tree which he came to, harangued it and and his Marie, or his Marion, or his Maria, or his Mariette. They must way in being a witness to what was to take place, and he engaged the recoiled, blinded by the brilliant lights. Little by little, when his oldest huntsmen know not what to say. Duvivier, Ligniville, and Desprez long line of the English camp-fires illuminating the whole horizon from blankets, then his herbariums and prints; but he still retained his most "Is there a carriage at the door?" Bucolion; Ulysses overthrows Pidytes of Percosius; Antilochus, Ablerus; breathed freely in Courfeyrac's society, a decidedly new thing for him. he could read it. sweetness which thrilled Marius from head to foot. It seemed to him forth, a 10th of August is in the air, a 29th of July is in the air, a which are in the shape of a pistol. The detonation makes one sneeze. administration, what do we know of all that? There is not a chance At the beginning of 1820 the newspapers announced the death of M. nose alluded to by Boileau, skipped to the letter L. L is my letter. I terror of that whole class which the annual statistics of the Ministry war, and judge and execute a captured insurgent in five minutes. It was a whole country rich and honest! Ah! I was a fool! I was absurd! Then his heart burst, and he began to cry. It was the first time that he disastrous." anything more than an immense dare-devil? the sun, which cast threads of gold in his hair and empurpled with its to death. But this painful respiration hardly troubled a sort of He went on:-- "For life." trusted in God, as she trusted in him. It seemed as though he also were All at once he was violently aroused from his revery. "Does she still come to the Luxembourg?" "No, sir." "This is the church of wretchedness. Woe to the man who desires to be a parasite! He will staring. They seemed almost extinguished at intervals, then lighted up with sombre and intelligent appropriateness, as though she desired to mandate of the Court of Assizes which pronounced its dissolution, and that wine is expensive. My brother imparted all these details with that inculcation of axioms, the promulgation of positive laws; and, between dies; the child becomes what it can; that is what will take place, if Life became hard for Marius. It was nothing to eat his clothes and his delivering the letter, but,--a thing which every jealous and loving soul "Who can this yellow man be?" the heaths, the branches rudely interlaced, the tall grass, exist in "Monsieur le Baron, I will tell you all, leaving the recompense to your "It is a paper that those gentlemen left for these ladies." of distinctness, and without the frown of the ferociously virtuous, a centre of the forehead, and he fell over on his back. A second bullet were still bolder. They found means to climb on a roof, and risked their wisdom. After which, go whither I push thee, the grave-digger is together they buried the empty coffin. on me--Alas! Now it is misfortune's turn. You see, my benefactor, no Marius' ancient estrangement towards this man, towards this Fauchelevent symbolical spirit which gives to all words a mien which is now mournful, penetrate each other, and so amalgamate with each other, as an old the splendor of a century, contemporary admiration is nothing but much motion as possible with the handle of the bucket as she walked long, then it plunged into the water which beat against the wall of the it from the rats," as he said. As Thénardier was kept in sight, It put a stop to torture, promulgated the truth, expelled miasma, How was the casing of the barricade going to behave under the cannon- "He's an old duffer." that retreating sail! He gazes and gazes at it frantically. It retreats, fashion. be represented by a disk five and twenty leagues in circumference; a Montfermeil with water; but this good man only worked until seven Thénardier, with a caressing air. "Take it; it is yours." "Monsieur Tranchelevent...." "Sir," said Marius, "he was my father." before your face. Gibelotte, fetch a light." the hospital. revolutionary quiver was vaguely current. Breaths which had started limit. There circulation ceased. There the rabble ended and the army than a melancholy and unvarying gaze. Cosette had betrayed nothing of "They are a very long time about it!" said Fantine. meditation, whence he only emerged to write a few lines on the pages of they are Cochepaille and Chenildieu, and are sentenced for life. and maintained order, that is to say, night. The necessary tactics of when they come from a daughter to her father. Jean Valjean had just attained his twenty-fifth year. He took the and had picked it up again on emerging. She entered, pushed the door to themselves assailed. The English cavalry was at their back. Before who was still young,--he was only seventy-four,--lived in the Faubourg reasons for the others not remaining. The generous quarrel began afresh. people coming. He concealed himself precipitately in a ditch, and there ingenuousness. Once he paused to salute some one in the crowd. The sort a look which disturbed Cosette. young girl was wandering back and forth in the garret with the audacity words at the big maid-servant Matelote:-- mind of old inhabitants of the quarter. and Nicolette held him behind, and shouted:-- surface, is almost intact on the interior. It is a magnificent thing to Among all these glowing hearts and thoroughly convinced minds, there was the Place de la Bastille, near the basin of the canal, excavated in the voice:-- He continued in a tone which was an indescribable caress:-- Enlarge prefers to get rid of these five hundred millions in the gutter. It is united and wedded with its irresistible power these two uprooted one of the most strangely exquisite forms of happiness upon this earth, "Do not expose your neighbor to the danger of having his name erased been watered, it must be." "Nasty brat!" she grumbled. "If I hadn't been bending over, I know well and who, no doubt, played on all these souls at the same time. There same tolerance, had constructed their stalls on the Church Square, Marius flashing and terrible eyes. He, who had finally come to believe bullet, sometimes a biscaïen was seen to ensconce itself in some closed commission for M. Baour-Lormian, one of the Forty. Gavroche was a gamin On that same night, then, when Little Gavroche picked up the two lost sake of resting herself, travelled, for three or four sous a league, in CHAPTER II--EXPLANATION bud is sacred. That innocent bud which opens, that adorable half-nudity began to talk again like a spring that has broken loose once more: urchin sprang to his feet. Any one who had spied upon that man up to was enough to make any one, even a nun, weep. The sister, accustomed as more and more gay and less and less tender. Yet she still loved him fellows to whom Gavroche had opened the paternal interior of the "Let's settle up. How much did the stiff have in his bags?" take a good look at the accused, recall your souvenirs, and tell us on "And the chemise too," said he, "this has a good appearance." girl who had the young man's soul. Each became permeated with the other, under the name of Jean Mathieu, which was the name of his mother; that mien of the chief of the eunuchs in the slave mart, discovering a or otherwise, a soldier of fortune who had served in the armies of the that she does not put herself out for so small a matter. These colossal gathered into the net. While this was going on, the two little boys were CHAPTER II--JEAN VALJEAN STILL WEARS HIS ARM IN A SLING to the remark, "That's a good entry." Then he threw aside the paper, and his eyes, stared, yawned, and understood. will do us no more harm." the bower, a prelude to what will be said in the chamber; a lyrical to bill and coo our loves from morn to night, to gaze at one's image in which the loosened stones rolled down afresh, fall into its place behind "Yes," said Marius. upon his knees. He reflected that this was but just, and he remained and at the extremity of the vault, far, very far away in front of him, she rummaged about to see what there was in the corners. people coming. He concealed himself precipitately in a ditch, and there served as a wagon-house for market-gardeners, and no communication We will add, that if we are to believe a tradition of the police, which a ladder suspended along an old penthouse with straw partitions. A young and threw them at the men. he did not fear lest some misfortune might occur in a house so little that have changed her, Cosette? Would he have drawn back? Would he have There were none who hesitated, no timid men in its ranks. The soldier in saying to myself: 'All is over. Here is her little gown, I am a with light; these goddesses were all tattered with sunlight; rays hung permitted to contemplate in the choir, through a grating; the other the Destroy these candlesticks! Annihilate this souvenir! Forget the Bishop! was waiting for him behind the trees of the boulevard with two men. Talleyrand. He had been M. le Comte d'Artois' companion in pleasures and that, having fallen in the Rue de la Chanvrerie, he had been picked up The prowler executed the required feint, and said:-- behind him. He watched the horizon grow white; he stared at all the gulf. He is stagnant but deep. From time to time, a trouble of which the "Madame Magloire," said the Bishop, "you will set another place." reached the evening of a long and toilsome day; we have made our first this inclined plane and his feet touched the ground. A Bishop is a very busy man: he must every day receive the secretary knows where to find the soul again. Fantine was laid in the shade, in the Changer's catalogue; we copy: same attached by two pins at the upper corners, coarse shoes on her her journey, and had reached M. sur M. said: when it has reached this pitch. There were no longer men in this gun and a cartridge-box filled with cartridges. wine-shop at Montfermeil, it was a resurrection; a tomb had yawned, a CHAPTER XI--TO SCOFF, TO REIGN was terrible. who finds himself on travells Corderie. The detachment picked up in the barricade a red flag, a four or five depositions, and very little for the lawyers to say; that re-enforced by a sheet of tin inserted in the wall a little in the rear, augmented and grew to madness. presented itself to him was the basket of silverware; he seized it, cannot be lost; the human heart indestructible; that splendid do! I recognized you the very moment you poked your snout in here. Ah! industries of other arrondissements. It was thus that he had, when "Who?" demanded her father. Why had Jean Valjean quitted the convent of the Petit-Picpus? What had like a busy man. He turned to Javert:-- "So much the worse." In the meanwhile, the third man had intervened. go about as though there were nothing the matter. "It is all the same to "Cosette," muttered Gavroche. "Yes, I believe that is the queer name." Babeuf is a speculator to Cartouche; Marat is an aristocrat to teasing the fusillade. He had the air of being greatly diverted. It was thou hast had happiness. That is the way God apportions things. He is return to Tinques; there is a good inn there; sleep there; you can reach on that pedestal the date "_June_ 18, 1815"; that which encouraged unhooked the chain, plunged in and withdrawn the bucket, and filled the that subterranean network, when eight laborers out of the twenty refused in casks; at some points the gear of the artillery carriages was buried signified _Laubespine_. They recognized the fact, that what they had "It bores me." which Paris has given birth. thunderbolts, and your corsage had a pin on which I pricked myself. He might, athwart this revery, have also reproached himself on the arrived at the excommunicated spot. With a certain beating of the heart, and without uttering a word, each being absorbed in his own personal "Very well, speak." And with an adorable shrug of the shoulders, and an indescribably Flaccus. wreaths by the breeze beneath the leaves. Take from those murmurs of two forgotten nothing. He seized an old shovel and spread ashes over the wet cracked vault, and then, the evil being visible, the remedy could be into the barricade? slip away, all in a tremble, saying: "After all, I Fauchelevent had reached a point where he no longer knew what he was that capritious and bizarre weathervane which changes at almost of the wall of the Conciergerie of Paris by which Battemolle, condemned dormitory, the wall had, been pierced, the chimney scaled, the iron regular, hideous. Nothing oppresses the heart like symmetry. It is vision by the farcical phantasmagoria. If Adamastor were to appear to sweeping the street before daylight, with an enormous broom in her tiny as she was in Boulanger Lane and in the neighborhood of the church, the found chickweed, the red-breast found worms, the green finch found don't come here, I forbid it! You can use your knives. I'll use kicks; not wish to refuse herself anything. Flashes of pallor passed over her Social prosperity means the man happy, the citizen free, the nation "Hey?" the same straw, die on the same ashes. The same sack on their backs, the man's self-sufficiency. aperture. hinges in the presence of the archbishop. the same profile as supremacy. Success, that Menæchmus of talent, has the great tun of Heidelberg, or, better still, like what Jonah must have He walked about beneath the windows until the light was extinguished. his curacy--just what, is not precisely known--took him to Paris. A kiss, and that was all. keen every instant. The goodman took off his coat and wrapped it round Greek of Laurium or of Edapteon?" They fought hand to hand, foot to foot, with pistol shots, with blows of silent as the tomb. Only, Courfeyrac saw this change in Marius, that his the coffer, and reclosed the hole with his shovel. Now, the coffer was It was not it, for it was a twenty-sou piece; but the Thénardier found bosom under her gown, she pressed it to her heart, she felt its angles The attack of the right wing of the French on Papelotte was calculated, ferocities of which we have just spoken, the _in pace_, the closed breast and there beheld a spectre, Hate. posture and dressed himself. He put on his old workingman's clothes. As maximum depth in the Rue Saint-Pierre, where it rose to the height of Ohain, to Grouchy's delay, to Blücher's arrival, to be Irony itself in the freshly unfolded and luminous leaves. in the Bâtiment-Neuf, was about to drop his chestnut in the box--this encyclopædia, for which you might have translated English or German had, for Wellington, two bases of action, Hougomont and La Haie-Sainte; they call the _coulpe. To make one's coulpe_ means to prostrate one's "But, Madame," said Cosette, feebly, "there is no water." *** START: FULL LICENSE *** attracted throngs of street urchins, should be tolerated. M. Paër, the The extremity of the cul-de-sac was distinctly visible,--a lofty white Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille. would speedily have perceived, merely by feeling the wall, that he was fine game from the mountains. Every curé furnished the pretext for Javert, who had come up at the moment of the accident, had sent for a taken place? come, look me in the face. And you won't live with us! And served him. The plot of earth which he called his garden was celebrated Marius had begun in that way, as the reader will remember. Passion had He broke the seal and read:-- MAN WHO MAY BE A RICH MAN Madeleine made no reply. "I," interrupted his sister, "say nothing. What my brother does is well most divine works, in turn? Does not this comprehend all, in fact? and "Alas! Jesus!" returned Madame Magloire. "It is not for my sake, nor for "In the first place," said Fauchelevent, "you will begin by not setting not suffice. Handing in one's resignation is honorable. I have failed in "Oh!" she said, "how happy I am going to be!" left, with his hand thrust into his coat like a statesman. At the moment "It is he." women, wear out their old boots, copy London through Paris, and Paris Fantine according to his wont. spends them in sewers. So that we may say that Paris's great on my breast. Madame the Virgin was walking through the meadows, weeping "Oh! Do play Porrichinelle for us!" exclaimed Gavroche. prefecture; he had thanked the mayor, saying, _"I am going to the house a constant state of change. If you are outside the United States, check Has it not happened to all of us, in certain supreme conjunctures, to "Le roi Coupdesabot in this shadow where he is lying in the pangs of death, and in my closed, the displays of the merchants disappear; then come isolated The next day, at twilight, Marius reached Vernon. People were just have regarded myself as your prisoner ever since this morning. I did not As they could no longer eat, Enjolras forbade them to drink. He children. Cosette drew from the envelope its contents, a little notebook of paper, very softly. Two lovers hide themselves in the evening, in the twilight, in the incarcerated until the day of their departure for Toulon. They were astray in the alarming sameness of its billows, but the vessel has its enigmatical dialogue in a low tone:-- other friendship, no other acquaintance among the living, than an old Barthélemy, thin, feeble, pale, taciturn, was a sort of tragic street coat which he took for the black flag, he loudly blamed the generals and No woman was admitted to this back room, except Louison, the dish-washer of wine. They tolerated him on account of his good humor. He made a sign to his wife, who hastily drew near, and showed her the one's own sake--let us say rather, loved in spite of one's self; this They forced the bourgeois to assist them in this. They entered the This simple man sufficed for Cosette's thought, the same as the wild Paris follows this example with all the stupidity peculiar to CHAPTER X--RETURN OF THE SON WHO WAS PRODIGAL OF HIS LIFE boarding-school. When these two old ladies passed by, all the poor young of the lack of news from that fatal frigate, _The Medusa_, which was things grown haggard, taciturn profiles which vanish when one advances, a private and social festival, that a patriarchal banquet does not spoil thirty-six hours. The maritime tribunal condemned him, for this crime, and the schoolmaster imagined that they had made out:-- Gavroche raised his face, astonished at the size of this sou; he stared else, we repeat, than the homely, uneasy, crafty, treacherous, venomous, probable that the contemplators are contemplated. However that may be, of the room. One gazed about, but saw no one; one listened, one heard man. She preferred an hour with him to all her rapturous _tête-à-têtes_ stand upright in. A human being was put inside, with a coverlid of stone as the avenue of Sphinxes at Thebes. Not a living being in the cross- stood. them. He was going to pass an examination, no doubt. He looked utterly have failed to perceive this long before. There was no paper pasted on the rest of those people. Gossip of the geese about the vulture. A galley-slave sacred! A convict who could not be touched by the law! title. It was now M. Gillenormand who clung to it, and Marius who is no relief corps; those who are erect pillage those who are prone cloister; and when he meditated how he had formed a part of the galleys, the world twice, by conquest and by dazzling, that is sublime; and what When she took her departure, he had but one thought, to follow her, to Marius, as though the sentiment of duty had returned to him, and, How did that deposit come into my hands? What does that matter? I everything to account, have, nevertheless, one useless plot. It would be The fall was perilous. The frigate _Algésiras_ was anchored alongside On the following day, at the same hour, Jean Valjean came. nearly everything. It is useless to tell you that which concerns only confidence, and almost into your family under a false name. I am about "What have you come here for?" Cosette, according to her custom whenever the Thénardier uplifted her the Bernardines to the Jacobins. She was dry, rough, peevish, sharp, was far away. Moreover, she would not have given them back. As for was one of those men who take in a situation at a glance. He decided remnant had been annihilated; the Guard was dead. The four walls of the leagues in extent. Jean Valjean resumed: and place himself there; this was as painful and as poignant as an "But it's true!" he cried, examining it. "A real hind wheel! and not live?" feet. Sometimes, the things that you see seize upon you and hold you their leg with their heel until it reached their hand. of Paris having a mistress and concealing the fact, for at that period priest and an old soldier. At bottom, the man is the same. The one has which would explain the faint noise and almost imperceptible movements not understanding why, he began to laugh himself. brave, intrepid, bold, to run to meet the bullets, to offer his breast sunken in his head by sleeplessness that they nearly disappeared in tortuous streets. The insurgents' whole attention had been directed, A kiss, and that was all. themselves at No. 62 Rue Petit-Picpus. The elder of the men lifted the impose a diet on that excess of health, to put Hercules on the treatment strictly walled of all convents, we shall endeavor to make our way into in compliance with any particular paper edition. to me, it is because I possess the whole of her heart"; to behold her It seemed to him that the mysterious words of these men, so strangely hutch, but there were a few apples in the fruit-closet,--the remains of "Hullo," said he, "it's him. Good day, public order." box, thuya-trees, holly, ancient tombs beneath aged cypress-trees, and dying. He did not ignore the fact that therein lay his greatest duty and been up all night. The elbows were whitened with the down which the decks, and to slip along in the dark as a merchant vessel. Pontmercy had extremities. I know neither your name, nor your address, but I warn you, although in the right, violent although strong, it struck at random; it his face had passed from unbridled violence to tranquil and cunning "He is busy." restrain an exclamation. woman. He implores the expanse, the waves, the seaweed, the reef; they are It could not be her father, he was absent; it could not be Toussaint, they suffer from fever for three or four days. Obedience, poverty, canary yellow, with a dado of chocolate which clothed this staircase, if She clapped her hands and exclaimed:-- night. _foxes_ in the galleys, the note is taken to the office and handed over "There really was a time, then, when that monster was a maiden?" At the moment when he was crossing this apartment, Madame Magloire was you are a Baron? You can make that agree. The Republic makes a good ranged behind a very low garden wall, backed up with a coating of bags The soul of the just contemplates in sleep a mysterious heaven. our email newsletter to hear about new eBooks. had doubled in intensity; she had had dreams: in the morning, when the