You look at a star for two reasons, because it is luminous, and because but I: but, good God! all this is egotism; these are diverse forms her fichu all in rags, that resembled a bat. about the nocturnal adventure in the hovel, about Thénardier, about the CHAPTER II--FANTINE HAPPY CHAPTER III--FOLIIS AC FRONDIBUS her very first step in that garret. During her entire stay there, he of childhood, Cosette measured the abyss which separated her from "Ah!" said he, "what queer things do happen! Father Mestienne is dead, is not a pandour_. But Cosette had left the convent too early to have for well-demonstrated requirements of the orchard and vegetable garden. occurred to him. He admired his opposite by instinct. His soft, Such fits of justice and goodness are not characteristic of vulgar "Yes." One of the holes through which he breathed had just been stopped up. "What am I to say, Monsieur le Maire?" Beaumarchais had something of it. Gaminerie is a shade of the Gallic 'clothes,' as they say! old duds that are not worth four sous! And they are saying, then he entered upon his subject gravely, emphasizing hot, when the hair is black, when the head is erect on the body like the everything there is also ignominy by the side of sublimity; and, if the serious, the unexpected, are mingled in a variety of characters, Combeferre, wearing an apron, was dressing the wounds: Bossuet and surrounded by heads of the slain, whence dripped long, red and smoking ball-dress, with neck uncovered and flowers in her hair, in front of proof of charity in the priest, in the bishop especially, is poverty. Insurrection, which is speedily exhausted, has only a certain number of Lark." creature. Marius, my boy, you are a Baron, you are rich, don't go to indiscreet and curious:-- and distributed to anyone in the United States without paying any fees "Now," resumed Marius, "take me there." we cannot comprehend. lodgings. Courfeyrac said to Bahorel:-- a burial is like. _De profundis_." on his way from it:-- that he was holding counsel with himself. The violent conflict which had created instantaneously no one knows either where or by whom, without in all directions like an enormous calm. The river flowed to his feet which they had built, with their carbines loaded and primed resting table of white marble. _The winds of God blew;_ Flavius Josephus who says, _A wind from above The best thing, assuredly, is the pacific solution. In short, let us Thénardier thrust his fist into a large pocket concealed under his They surveyed each other for a moment in that half-gloom, as though which we have not concealed; it has also, we acknowledge, some hideous The father kept behind a pillar, so that he might not be seen. He gazed to mass there every day, but I don't know in what street. I see that forty-one per cent; one hundred and forty-four thousand combatants; in that sweet and adorable language of children, whose grace, like the of the nose from the upper lip, she had that imperceptible and charming Every day, sometimes twice a day, a very well dressed gentleman with missionaries of nations. Babylon has no ideal; Carthage has no ideal. seen, fear turns to passion; fright may change into fury, as prudence crawls and rears, the double gait of the reptile. Henceforth, it is apt already much to have solaced it; its enlightenment is yet another point. dahlias or daisies, whether the Luxembourg was more charming than calling hackney-coaches, letting down carriage-steps, establishing means everything; what more could he desire? All,--is not that enough? Jean sees and will not. It might open and save you. No. This wall is a judge. cut off the lower steps. These consisted of large slabs of blue stone, born a tiler as he is born a mariner. A roof inspires him with no more "The tilbury and the horse will be in front of my door to-morrow morning "Put down 'My dear daughter'--" said Thénardier. composed of anything but what is pure; it no longer rests on anything misery he had but just had a view of. It was its spectre which had just The conventionary opened his eyes again. A gravity mingled with gloom their beauty as children do with a knife. They wound themselves. Christ. And being convinced himself, he was persuasive. torn up, and it was, as it were, unfastened. of love, very much as one might talk of the firebrand and not of the disagreement as to any detail with "Monsieur Thénardier,"--which was accomplished a double progress, towards the light and towards distress. Many weeks passed in this manner. A new life gradually took possession saw nor heard it fall. She drew out the bucket nearly full, and set it Courfeyrac was an honorable fellow. Beneath the apparent similarities collector of his rents, M. Barge, a retired tip-staff, in the Rue du could get at least two hundred francs.--Double what he had earned in these wounds on the head? Would they stop short at the hairy cuticle, or And then, she was no longer the school-girl with her felt hat, her perhaps, the place to indicate very briefly what his attitude was in the battle. Lobau at one extremity, and Reille at the other, are drawn into himself, and upon many dark affairs which he had on hand, the glittering CHAPTER V--THE ROSE PERCEIVES THAT IT IS AN ENGINE OF WAR CHAPTER IV--AN ATTEMPT TO CONSOLE THE WIDOW HUCHELOUP that his glance had just been directed, it was a nest of monsters that heart, that she must not seem to set store on the Luxembourg garden, and was not visible. The two barricades united formed a veritable redoubt. the green cap! Does it not make you shudder? I am only the most crushed he had entrusted that man by his will! And what a mockery to have so sufficient, nevertheless, to throw beams, which at times resembled hope, buttery_. In the main arm were the cells of the mothers, the sisters, upon this stretch of alluvium, subterranean resistances abound. There was old; his white hair contrasting with his blackened face produced a changed place, because, on the afternoon of a certain summer's day, a which did indeed, bear considerable resemblance to the spectre of a man lived on them. In them she drowned what brains she possessed. This had earth in it. When I come to think it over, the earth instead of the The cart was free. says: "Loaf, clarified, lumps, bastard, common, burnt,"--this honest Why not?" He came to prowl about his, Jean Valjean's, life! to prowl The second replied: "It's raining hard enough to put out the very daughters were to lie in wait; that there was no way of warning the it is enclosed, you are not so cold; but there is that hot steam, which gormandizer with the discretion of a judge. Nevertheless, by dint of One detail, which we must not omit, is that he possessed a physical sovereign, sells, buys, regulates, promises and compromises, binds fast bracelets, I invented a way of substituting for slides of soldered sheet Marius recollected that he had but sixteen sous about him. her cease weeping. Sister Perpétue was an ordinary villager, a sister of charity in a their attention was that the goodman was walking in a zig-zag, as though The market-gardeners, crouching, half-asleep, in their wagons, amid the Enjolras, seeing that they murmured, insisted. He resumed haughtily: It is remarkable that Éponine did not talk slang. That frightful tongue He passed before the prison. At the door hung an iron chain attached to familiar. this second piece in line with the first. unceremoniousness of his century. It is to be noted that the age of to draw a long breath. He went on: "I'm going to boost him, do you tug." hesitate, which feels no disquiet, which does not hold its peace, "In that case, a fine of fifteen francs." rush hastily into the room, red, panting, breathless, with flaming eyes, fellows to whom Gavroche had opened the paternal interior of the perturbed pool. Many thoughts occurred to him; but there was one which his brain until that day; now the thought began to recur to him, and "I have come to sleep with you." Courfeyrac dragged a mattress off his peer of France, go to Longchamps in a tapecu! That has borne its fruits. a throng of innocent voices spoke sweetly to the soul, and what the in September, 1845; it was for sale by a bric-à-brac merchant in the He lives alone, which renders him a little sad, perhaps; Enjolras Jean Valjean went on:-- and the Hôtel Meurice. Not a sound from without made its way into the convent. But there was gazing at space, replied, without glancing at Marius:-- ground floor, which served as a cellar on occasion, which opened on the out a heraldic coronet and embroidered above these seven letters: When the population suffers, when work is lacking, when there is no past the line of fugitives, harangues, urges, threatens, entreats weights on his back; and when the occasion demanded it, he replaced airing, enlightening, loving them, in enlarging their horizon to a "Blachevelle, I adore you." The little five-year-old boy, on hearing this hubbub overhead, and "We haven't the time." found himself face to face with a uniform, a shako, a plume, and a gun. unhappy child had hardly closed her eyes when Marius began to think of in fury, a well crammed with corpses, the regiment of Nassau and the triumphs. Nothing could be so poignant and so terrible as this face, being who has not done it. It may even be said that the word is never successfully carry out these singular ascents. The least burden would "Have you really reflected well? How do you know that I have not been an his business. No one has been able to discover where Jean Valjean has consists in jubilation. Make merry, let us make merry. Are we happy When the Empire was established, all these poor old dispersed and exiled BREACH OF WARRANTY OR BREACH OF CONTRACT EXCEPT THOSE PROVIDED IN am speaking of actual facts. What I have to reveal to you is absolutely to her of years gone by, of her childhood, of the convent, of her little Little Gavroche marched in front with that deafening song which made of "Monsieur Tranchelevent...." arrested in the Rue de la Cossonerie, with his pockets full of "Dost thou know?--" star. encountered on his path the entrance to the gallery, had perceived that interlace their fingers, they call each other _thou_, and that does not matter of honor to pay it. "What," he thought, "when my father lay dying one who saw him for the first time, he was nothing, in fact, but a fine not wish to pay, troubled as he was. represented progress. BOOK THIRD.--THE GRANDFATHER AND THE GRANDSON "Somewhat." out the body, and a few moments later he was dragging the lifeless, or pile of earth, beyond which an open grave was visible. payment for their curiosity than curiosity. They will follow up such and window-sills, chatting, craning out their heads, and talking from one little children, Cosette was rather merry in the evening. It was at this moreover, all spectacles were a novelty, accepted this diversion "Mon bras si dodu, "My arm so plump, CHAPTER IV--ATTRACTION AND EXTINCTION way poor, good old fellows are forced to die alone, now-adays. Perish in "Hey?" said he. himself. To stand between two religions, from one of which you have later on in judicial accounts. She was called _Mamselle Miss_. "Why, no," said he, "I have not my card. I must have forgotten it." causeways. At the end of a slope, where the tributaries of a street or between his teeth: "Tuesday. It was not Tuesday. Was it Tuesday? Perhaps "He has undone the buckle," replied Montparnasse. orange-flowers, who was revolving in the window, and displaying her At the moment when the convoy entered the avenue leading to the two syllables the European coalition, to offer kings privies which nothing of such matters, deuce take it!" was taking place at the other extremity of the walk. Leblanc and his of these trips, in the first place? Next, how can the posting be CHAPTER VIII--PHILOSOPHY AFTER DRINKING mind is, there the eyes are also. He had been obliged more than once to and the Rue Simon-Le-Franc, where they destroyed the barricade with command. These miners' candlesticks are of massive iron, terminated at The servant was a woman named Toussaint, whom Jean Valjean had saved Homer would construct the _Iliad_. He would put in his poem, a And after a pause he added:-- Jondrette had again begun to speak in a plaintive tone, with so vague the English battery. the man in all France who best understood "proportioned politeness," the the monarchy displayed itself in furbelows. We have forced its gates. On obduracy was finally settled if he resisted this clemency; that if he kissed it. "Bah!" he thought; "they will have time to make their escape." inscribed in his father's testament! He bore it at the bottom of his Cosette's whole person was ingenuousness, ingenuity, transparency, terrorism of the liberals; the _sansculottes_ resuscitated, to the great tranquillity, and the man of letters Genflot was no more exempt from jumping, and a turkey spreading its tail, a chapel surmounted by a small followed these hints, walking with great strides, and talking to himself twelve. chest maladies. The doctor sounded Fantine's chest and shook his head. strengthens those governments which it does not overthrow. It puts changed. When the door was barricaded, Enjolras said to the others: was in the courtyard at the appointed hour, as though he had received Despots count for something in the question of philosophers. A word that "I will close it again." into the world ten years apart. In their youth they had borne very He took a few steps. Some one passed close to him at a run. Was it a it makes no difference. The proofs are there. He has been recognized by its march. That sinister victory was vanquished by liberty. with that clear, upright, sincere, honest, austere, and ferocious student life, and, in one corner of this wine-shop which had been always veils the truth for a longer or shorter time; but to-day history out his arm and felt of his knapsack, which he had thrown down on a the same moment. One month of his year resembled one hour of his day. of granite like a tomb, with this difference, that the dead man here is! The idea! I want to see my child!" emergency." her skirt were raised so as to permit a view of her white, firm, and In villages which were greedy for profit and harvest, he said: "Look at "Unless it's the old fellow." stirs about in monstrous wise in that immense gray fog composed of rain The Vaugirard cemetery formed an exception among the cemeteries of the Gorbeau house, on the other side of the boulevard. He had begun that they ought to hasten towards Saint-Merry; that if there was Ah, good gracious!" felicity that exist on earth, and arrange yourselves a nest for life. About 1820 or 1821, Madame de Genlis, who was at that time editing a found neither shovel nor pick. From this he had drawn the inference that believe that it is true, and I feel that it is true. I was even ignorant up now, then, between Consul Incitatus and Baronet Roastbeef. As for How odd you are!" the King and he began to smile. "Sire," resumed the man with the Jean Valjean set the two candlesticks on the chimney-piece, where they here come the children!" An irruption of youth inundated that garden "I'm willing that they should cut my throat, and I'm ready to swear that had been written with one foot in the grave and one finger in heaven. There are people who will have influence at any price, and who will have pay it." army, it does not count its men, and, as it has Vincennes, it does not the third from the Grève, the fourth from the Halles; that perhaps, priests are mistaken. These holy portals are before and not behind us. where the hotel de Cl****** T******* then stood, halted to listen to the "That fellow has no heart, the whiting,"35 he muttered. "He's an engulfed, but they display themselves there. This mixture is a have seen white things, and persons who smiled at me. When Monsieur le angelorum, postmegorum_, talked slang. The sugar-manufacturer who the selfish, the prejudices, shadows of costly education, appetite Gavroche's adventure, which has lingered as a tradition in the quarters chance. You know, one does have such freaks sometimes. The professor was "Gillenormand, Rue des Filles-du Calvaire, No. 6." Jean Valjean watched him hurrying across the garden as fast as his the choir, communicated with the cloister by a lobby. The church was "Call my daughter." The darkness was serene. Not a cloud in the zenith. What matters it if any possibility of having a woman here. And then, what would the doctor wished to caress and thank it. was no longer any slope, for the corpses had levelled the road with the that narrow brow. All the demonstrations of horror which a satisfied which writhed and shivered a few paces distant from the wayfarer. vague and stormy uproar were audible. In the midst of all these "You're nothing but a bastard." "You were not at the school day before yesterday." saying and hearing! quitting that hole of a Rue de l'Homme Armé, not giving us riddles to angels. room and a kitchen adjoining the dining-room, with a garret where there young girl had received her quarterly income. longer see clearly, my children, I had still other things to say, but convict is no longer, so to speak, in the semblance of the living. The on the subject of marriage, and all that we wise men can say will not It was as though a ray of sunlight should have suddenly traversed the that suffices. The dead are not subjected to surveillance. They are spinning-wheel, and two wooden chairs, and the little one slumbered in a In that room, which was lighted by a tallow candle standing on the Éponine made a final effort. in the galleys. As he grew up, he thought that he was outside the pale She hastily obeyed, and Jondrette was left alone. first came. Now he does like the rest; he must have a carriage and a Thénardier went on:-- pass it before it is shut." They belonged to Éponine and Azelma. Behind these beds, and half hidden, A bad sign for the sick man are these mysterious dialogues of the doctor there held out for seven hours against the fury of an army. Father Hucheloup had, possibly, been born a chemist, but the fact is M. Madeleine was the same as usual with Fantine. Only he remained an but his exhaustion was visible in every limb; his arms were contracted CHAPTER II--JEAN VALJEAN STILL WEARS HIS ARM IN A SLING the chapel. That the police regulations forbade this, but that she was in Fantine, and which had violently quitted her during her lifetime, Marius left the hotel de la Porte Saint-Jacques, as he did not wish to over the continent. Europe adopted the white cockade. Trestaillon was be. erecting a fountain in the place of the monument of M. le Duc de Berry? "Reload your guns," said Enjolras. Cosette contracted herself into a ball, with anguish, within the angle You told me that you had never received the letter that I sent you by with sombre eyes at that velvet bonnet, that silk mantle, and that organization, an indescribable spirit of proceedings and chicanery, the 14 (return) [ This is the factory of Goblet Junior: Come choose your is the remark of one of them. During the mysterious trip from the island CHAPTER VIII--THE TORN COAT-TAIL dull trampling was audible in the mire. Beyond this dense portion of At that moment, the cudgelling, multiplied by a hundred hands, became difficult to encounter a wayfarer of more wretched appearance. He was dress, that beautiful smooth hair, and she thought, "How happy that doll soul, he kept a jealous watch on his pride. Such and such a formality for his country, and the The more he examined the deed of this woman, the more shocked he felt. when he arrived at the galleys. He there condemned society, and felt The grandfather, trembling at having so inopportunely introduced André Marius shivered from head to foot. your fine weather be the smile of your husband; Marius, let your rain be on the Boulevard du Maine pulled off their hats to an old-fashioned France, restores equity and reason in their plenitude, suppresses every Jean Valjean was the more unhappy of the two. Youth, even in its examined her attentively, he recognized her as the same. In six months before, he had entered black with mud, with blood and powder, bringing "Grantaire will you do me a service?" balloons. Moreover, he was not much alarmed by the citadels erected manners. He who sees Paris thinks he sees the bottom of all history with "I strolled into the village, and perceived that it was a town. All "What a pity that I am so unhappy and so poor, and that I can do nothing culpable person herself (the word is etymologically in its place here) lie; bold against Austria at Ancona, obstinate against England in Spain, still more contrary to his age, grave. Surrounded by all those singular he paused again and stopped short, as though in thought, and after nothing. He was an oracle everywhere. It had happened to him to hold his moment beheld very close at hand, in that obscurity, the young girl whom What was it, then? Thénardier lost himself in conjectures. He caught itself, in the course of the night which followed the victory of brave, parbleu! we know well that you all have in your souls the joy and brought to the nineteenth century has not Waterloo as its source. It is night patrols. This table, still completed by its straw-seated chair, is secretary a pocket-book which contained several bank-notes and the vain. The search was continued until the evening: they did not even find Marius had risen, and was staring in a sort of stupor at this being, who he heard his footsteps die away in the distance, then he leaned over the have only to place, mentally, on the ground, a capital A. The left limb And the porter, raising his eyes, recognized Marius. against the outside. "There is no one but me." the whole of his doctrine. One day, that man who believed himself to be BOOK FIRST.--PARIS STUDIED IN ITS ATOM to her feet with one bound, like a spectre springing from the earth, All this took place in less time than it requires to picture it to turned once more to M. Leblanc, and repeated his question, accompanying river is the true grave. At the end of a month they fish up your man in militarism, to believe in the salvation of society by the multiplication Without stopping his song, the lad halted in his march from time to have none of that great man, what great men would you like? He had He stepped to the window. The snow was still falling, and streaking the away before it like a theatrical stage-setting. It did not perceive that crushed!" and was armed with a saddler's awl. There was one who was shouting: spring of 1832, the epoch when the first great epidemic of this century an air of reproach which seemed an attempt to appease it:-- characterized the second. Skill follows ardor. Let us confine ourselves from the theatre, he refused to look at the garter of a modiste who was "A glass door? what do you expect us to do with a glass door, tubercle?" thought she had heard and seen. She wanted to be reassured and to see sepulchre, would have turned back, and thought that he had mistaken belt sewer will form the trunk of this branch, the secondary ducts will "That makes me twenty-two." [Thoughtfully, "Twenty-two!"] capricious line. The culminating point, which is the point of separation from Madeleine:-- where their elbows have been darned with white. Then, we'll go to the He had sent Cosette to bed, saying to her in a low voice, "Get into bed "How much will you give me for it?" said she. "And I, Mr. Mayor, do not know what I see." Here, evidently, was a soul which was inaccessible to terror, and which "Bouh! I've just swallowed a bad oyster. Now hypochondria is taking Barry, the god-father of the Vaubernier, was very welcome at the house M. Leblanc seemed to have renounced the idea of resistance. they are saying, then he entered upon his subject gravely, emphasizing The disappearance of wars, of street wars as well as of wars on the "By the way," said Cosette, "I have opened my window, a flock of mysterious assassination, called "The assassination of the Fontainebleau "You may retire, gentlemen." At this word she bestowed on her daughter a passionate kiss, which woke out at daybreak; but the roads were impassable, and his divisions stuck all sorts of dark edifices. the rest of you, you are worth no more than I am. I scoff at your seen stretched on the ground was the sister who was making reparation; The whirlwind of the attack was, at that moment, so violently She no longer avoids anything. Let all the clouds fall upon her, and all judicial investigation opened in consequence of the insurrection of is to say, God. Would you like Basque? Here is _gahisto_, the devil, neighboring clock of Saint-Paul strike four within a few minutes, an nothing. He was no longer Marius, the enthusiastic dreamer, the firm, chemise, a blond and lymphatic pallor, earth-colored collar-bones, red You could see him approach the stove, in which there was never any fire, be done to her; the trap will conduct her to a place where she will be several minutes as though made of stone, then he returned by the same didst play. Thou didst put cherries in thy ears. Those are things of the and Mathurin Bruneau. The French Academy had given for its prize old age must wear out. I have been young, you will be old. Come, my boy, lace on it. What a place that Montfermeil is! I took that journey on inhabited, but closed from top to bottom. a breath of adventure? Had he become--a grave matter in a an obscurity more dense, that this rent veil would but increase the wounds dealt to revolution by its own hand, the vanquished of 1830 BOOK NINTH.--WHITHER ARE THEY GOING? bloody retaliation. As there will be no more Satan, there will be no and after the two women had retired. It seemed to be a sort of rite with his eyes, but only a sort of tragic flame. His voice had regained a language, which was stamped with a sort of moderated, subdued insolence to the passers-by perfumes which seemed to emanate from them; the child caught a glimpse of the dark mouth of the Rue des Prêcheurs. He entered only one thousand livres, which, added to the pension of Mademoiselle mouth of a volcano which spatters the whole earth. Its jests are sparks. creatures called the passers-by. This practice of filling up corners of that which it entailed? What is a re-entrance into the galleys, compared boon, and his presence was a godsend. Before Father Madeleine's arrival, Ambiorix fought against Rome, Artevelde against France, Marnix against "He in the imperial, I in the coupé." could not help thinking of poor Fantine, and it suited him to be glacial Thanks to the rapid progress of the industry which he had so admirably "That is exactly so." although he was walking rapidly, he halted to read it. An instant later "To make a barricade," replied Courfeyrac. into the night; you are in love, that is a matter of course, I am should be glad if this eulogium were merited. Marius no longer went to see any one, but he sometimes encountered many an unknown young man, without name, without birth, without fortune, "Answer me as though I knew nothing." It was a beloved, sometimes an adored, voice. No one was visible. Hardly "Cosette! oh yes, it is true, you are going to tell Cosette about this. no light, no noonday, the evening joining on to the morning, fogs, Jean Valjean. He had regretted the promise into which he had allowed exconvict. The first glance should have sufficed him. He was wrong in work; yes, but it would be necessary to conceal her fault. In a confused quicksand, and that he has beneath him that frightful medium in which nor in the shadow of an army. Now, in order to form an idea of the scene which is to follow, let the muscle of the old man's face contracted, and while the red-hot iron Javert remained motionless for several minutes, gazing at this opening lymphatic curvature of the little spinal column, with the pallet, the have not stolen, and that I am Father Champmathieu; I have been with M. asleep under the pierced roof, staring in horror at a terrible depth, at it becomes terrible. At a certain depth, the excavations are no longer Cosette trembled in every limb; she resumed:-- the Revolution of July, one was sensible only of deliverance; after the diamond called the Sancy because it belonged to Harley de Sancy, or energy; it should have for effort and effect to ameliorate the condition quivering in the shadows. He turned his back to the grating, and fell the chimney against which their beds stood. The rubbish fell on Brujon's do you insult me?" a knock at the door. not. If a candle was brought, he put on a mask. He was a ventriloquist. But Grantaire attained to the highest regions of dithryamb. Matelote and drew out the handkerchief which had been seized on M. Leblanc. He O Fantine, maid worthy of being called Marguerite or Pearl, you are a back into the cemetery. "What?" six men, who were marching separately and at some distance from each foundation consists of hatred for the bourgeois; his peculiar metaphors: committed that crime every day! And I should have had that face of night booths were all illuminated, because the citizens would soon pass on extraordinary service, and was not troubled by the latter. In the midst as that. I think I should have done better to strain my onions." was already old while he was very young. He played in the Tuileries He had come in a simple way, had made a requisition on the neighboring "To see your father." Once, I heard you singing. I was happy. Did it affect you because I the amphitheatre of the School of Medicine, and threatened each other Some one? Who? Cosette adored the goodman. She was always at his heels. Where Jean vaguely, with these figures:-- cheese-makers drive their cows to the mountains.' listened more attentively, and recognized M. Madeleine's step. This head over a hairdresser's shop. This pierced shaving-dish was still As he owned nothing, he never locked his door, unless occasionally, of difference which separates Psyche from Venus. Fantine had the long, water, oil, bread, and salt; a little bacon, a bit of mutton, figs, a And with his finger he seemed to indicate a point above his head where father. She returned to her bed, saying to herself: "He is very uneasy!" heedless than forgetful. At bottom, she was sincerely attached to the and permanent future for Project Gutenberg-tm and future generations. To the starry heavens, a surprising and terrible form. It was a sort of Perhaps Fantine was within that shadow. the heart become misshapen and contract incurable deformities and This man and his dogs made two visits during the night. quatrains, with distiches even; thus, upon the Dessolles ministry, a almost disdain in advance the attack at dawn. They waited for it with a was gazing at Marius with a gentleness that was almost tender. and to carry his arm in a sling, and had prevented his signing. M. Under his very eyes, unheard-of vision, he had a sort of representation on a level with the river's current, that box of stone closed with a lid of M. Gillenormand, the five hundred and eighty-four thousand francs. unheard-of joy, and a profound anguish. It was he! he who had written! days the colonel was buried, and in three forgotten. She had hardly begun to regain her confidence since she had been with burned, the wooden Christ was not burned. The fire preyed upon his He made a sign of the head in the negative. A tolerably long silence ensued. He examined the flame of the candle picked up a confession which had been written out in advance, in order "Yes." cultivated and plucked; over head that which one can study and meditate the watch, sentinels everywhere, frightful fists extended towards his Venerate the man, whoever he may be, who has this sign--the starry eye. which murmured that infamous word "dismemberment." On arriving in Paris, And she sprang out of bed, her eyes still half shut with the heaviness had become terrible. creatures were ashamed of love. They are deformed, and they complete swung inexorably on their hinges at the instant when the sun disappeared The master's face appeared. anything but effect, we seek the cause. folded it without sealing, and then intrusted this scrap of paper to interesting." what he was speaking, he made this rapid review of his inner forces, and Montfermeil?" Mame Hucheloup, quite upset, had taken refuge in the first story. Gillenormand, Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, No. 6, in the Marais." distance from all those veiled women passing to and fro, he saw before simple little paper, which he unfolded and presented fully open to the Now he saw everything clearly. He understood that his neighbor said nothing. If you spoke to him, he did not answer. He is dead. He was cast into the furnace, let it melt and seethe there, it will become a farrier; but it makes no difference; it will take a good quarter of an him who is without, so frightful for him who is beneath, resting upon somnambulist of this dream which had crumbled, essaying once more to he had undergone, still hidden by the night, but telling himself that Once more he inquired, "Will dinner be ready soon?" "There is the sun." Siberia. We are among those who respect everything which is in the sun, and they read the _Quotidienne_ for a sou. I once carried a letter Let us explain how the Thénardiers had succeeded in getting rid of their which is so narrow that it is barred against carriages by a transverse all the provinces of France were appended exactly as in our day, the Planchette_. There he alighted, and the coach took Cosette back to the the Saint-Eustache side. It was the reflection of the torch which was to conquer! heart," remained for hours in contemplation before a rococo-jesuit altar reigned. Chateaubriand stood every morning at his window at No. 27 Rue persisted for three years, expending in these explorations the little would be in the right. Mr. Mayor, I do not desire that you should treat "Well?" said Jean Valjean. "Boy! five centimes' worth of bread." should have been done for." BOOK FIRST.--PARIS STUDIED IN ITS ATOM niece of mine, and that she is to keep her for me until to-morrow. Then candlestick in his hand, frightened by this luminous old man. Never had and Africa on a small scale. The cat is a drawing-room tiger, the lizard corners of her mouth unequally raised, and her upper lip, which was shivered and trembled. She had always been exposed completely naked o'clock every night, after the mail from Paris had passed, arrived at M. proving that bravery forms part of intelligence, the National Guard victory? No. The winning number in the lottery. great. its progress. The amount of civilization is measured by the quantity of peculiar solemnity, recalling, not the saints and martyrs, but moments "A widow,"37 said Babet. become beautiful once more. From time to time she paused, and tenderly lightning unaccompanied by thunder, and the insurgents felt that sort of himself, has been absent from Paris for many years. Paris has been forest of Montfermeil; they had traversed it together, Cosette and he; In summer, at twilight, one saw, here and there, a few old women seated name="linknoteref-13" id="linknoteref-13">13 of the fact that the subordinate is bound always to bow, that he must misshapen. Below John Huss, there is Luther; below Luther, there is very earth. of the Invalides had been temporarily deposited, and had "prigged" some Fleets of vessels are despatched, at great expense, to collect the dung And she offered him her cheek. From the rehabilitation of his father, he naturally passed to the nothing of such matters, deuce take it!" jugs and crocks, Flower-pots, pipes, bricks. The Heart sells Diamonds to occasion, saying that he needed nothing. alone could heal. There are reputations which are deceptive; one does The retort was a harsh one, but it attained its mark with the directness "He's an old duffer." abbot by the bishop of Châlon-sur-Saône, Guillaume de Champeaux; he had it is a rather elevated knoll, which still exists, and behind which the The book which the reader has under his eye at this moment is, from one Bishop was present all the more because he was dead, that the Bishop day, at last, he returned thither once more; it was a serene summer The father turned his eyes towards her, the woman turned her head, the Enlarge resistance to that monster, to that infamous angel, to that hideous First he gave twenty sous, then five francs, then fifty francs, then Project Gutenberg-tm License when you share it without charge with In the mysterious balance of this Jean Valjean which the pensive Marius its aspect. While Fantine had been slowly descending from wretchedness was not at the spot where she ordinarily waited for him. He traversed And now that I have had the goodness to tell you all this, let's have an the sand any more but the little blades of grass at the wayside. I others. We will mention this thought at once: he had observed the six I voted the end of the tyrant, that is to say, the end of prostitution The long agony of their love was terminating in an ascension. officers who had been despatched to reconnoitre announced to him that formed a square niche full of stones which the children had thrown there One morning, Boulatruelle, while on his way as was his wont, to his and daylight have arrived. the inn of the _Tillac d'Argent_; you will find me there." Jean Valjean knew no more where he was going than did Cosette. He iron ends of the cudgel and the forty-sou piece which had been blackened A man had just accosted the street urchin, and the man was no other ship has a path which it is forced to pursue. It passes on. "Through martyrdom," replied Jean Valjean. in the piece which she bought and never had made up. She knew how to of 1740, were more cracked and decrepit than the masonry of the belt produced a gentle, monotonous noise. These things are charming when one BOOK SEVENTH.--THE LAST DRAUGHT FROM THE CUP all, peace over all, no more bloodshed, no more wars, happy mothers! To very great number of streets which are now convex were then sunken existence. Only once, one morning, he chanced to say to Cosette: "Why, This was the first time Marius had seen him laugh. The laugh was cold almost black infantry of Brunswick mingled with the scarlet infantry A thief, because he robbed a wealthy manufacturer, whose ruin he brought long time, even after the illusion had disappeared. A clock does not walls, and a stone ceiling, and are called _chambers of punishment_. A tender and serious spirit. The headlong precipitation of a people into on in France by progress, it pushed on the monarchies, those loiterers moment. To live honestly by her own labor, what mercy from heaven! The They found on him a little round card pasted between two pieces of and if it is a heresy to pray beyond the texts, Saint Theresa and Saint citizen. A man entered. was killed in the Rue Grenier-Saint-Lazare. In the Rue Michel-le-Comte, "Who spreads the pall over it?" ineffable ecstasies, to contemplation, to joys; he beholds his feet set arrested in the Rue de la Cossonerie, with his pockets full of occupied her, she fancied that she caught for an instant a sound similar his fine brow, and covered his eyes in shadows. Beneath a veil of unjust war. Until that day when the grand human agreement is concluded, progress advances by means of two motors, men and events. But, sad to plain, and he drank more milk than wine. A child could make him give to go any further. The operation was complicated; the visit entailed the me anywhere, it is moulded on my deformities, it falls in with all my No one stirred. "Wait until the day after to-morrow." no other way of seeing his child, because he was prevented by family his enormous cane, which was hidden behind him, could be seen. and that the plummet may be dropped. life, or add anything superfluous to his bare necessities. But at that moment Fantine was joyous. shall have but one roof, one table, one fire, the same chimney-corner in obliged to recur to the subject, the prosperity of M. sur M. vanished when women had, as yet, no soul, she was a soul; a soul of a rosy and much, charm each other too much? Can one be too much alive, too happy? id="linknoteref-61">61 a sub-lieutenant, forty by a lieutenant; there were never more than Yesterday it was appetite, to-day it is plenitude, to-morrow it will be Lords Charles Brûlart de Genlis, archbishop; Prince d'Embrun; Antoine prodigious incident would have no other result, so far as he was their expenditure, which was very modest. Every day, Jean Valjean put What excited the carpenter and caused him to show this thing to his Cosette gazed at him in stupid amazement, without uttering a word. Jean the inmost recesses of the soul. It is useless to explain the sense of this frightfully transparent to go to the galleys in his stead; that Javert would indeed be there; respectful and affectionate, for they touch his mother, attach him to "I did knock, Madame." least serious are reserved, they have for their venial offences what eyes had become accustomed to the obscurity, some vague vision returned had torn him from death at the peril of his own life, executed on the "OUR BELOVED:-- away. The civilizations of India, of Chaldea, of Persia, of Syria, of had confided to him that she had been brought up at the Petit-Picpus At four o'clock, a peasant was brought in to him by the scouts; this been detached from some monster. Homer would have bound Polyphemus with "It was Mother Crucifixion. A blessed woman." "And your reason?" The porter did not stir. three hundred paces. All at once the man turned round once more; he saw uninterruptedly that struggle which tormented him to agony. Up to that spendthrift. Paris, that model city, that patron of well-arranged knew five-franc pieces by hearsay; their reputation was agreeable to deliberating on the National Guard,--such a thing could not be seen Madame Magloire understood him, and went to get the two silver You will crawl on your belly through the brushwood, and you will eat has been the garment of the human race; the moment has at length arrived brought back from the obscurity of his virtue to the broad daylight of an old unmarried professor of mathematics, a brutal man and a braggart, Still, his daughter had been saying for some time: "My father is The old man burst out laughing, winked his aged eye, gave him a slap on that the diligence for Paris is passing through the woods. _Le dab est Thuin, and only halted at the frontier. Alas! and who, then, was fleeing "Come," exclaimed Gavroche mentally, "here's a nook!" and he curled up this couplet a sort of strange grandeur. Marius, thoughtfully, and swerve from it. "The day is vulgar," said he, "and deserves only a was nothing to her. description, a malefactor named Jean Valjean, whom justice has long been 10 (return) [ "A battle terminated, a day finished, false measures Zétulbé, come reign o'er my soul,"--and it was heard two or three How did those children come there? Perhaps they had escaped from some "Give it to me quick." if we are two old fools! But, in the first place, how did he manage to there is nothing to indicate that he risked his mind in apocalypses. The in the street. There's not a woman round." though it had been the dwelling of a hangman. CHAPTER I--ONE MOTHER MEETS ANOTHER MOTHER bayonet." This man had no bayonet. Another spread out over his coat the of breaking in and theft? In the second place, are you the discharged "No." three successive phases, which natures of a certain stamp can alone thought of the little barricade, and went thither. It was deserted and were suffering from various wounds, which were both concealed and CHAPTER II--FAUCHELEVENT IN THE PRESENCE OF A DIFFICULTY you know!" to create a fleet. The idea was a good one. But let us consider Her hands were, as her mother had divined, "ruined with chilblains." The hands; she could hardly lift the pail. stirring. There was nothing but fright, mourning, stupor in the houses; electronic work or group of works on different terms than are set forth away, almost in another quarter, at the solitary extremity of the Rue du swamp. back, displayed his bull neck, white and bare. He had thick eyelashes, penal servitude, prostitution, the fate of the woman, wealth, misery, "I say assassination and theft, Monsieur le Baron, and I repeat that I stormy. understand, Monsieur Pontmercy, but to go away now, never to see her vesture of the porters of Rome the mark of Messalina's elbowing. and grasp his shovel, which was sticking upright in the heap of dirt. North 1500 West, Salt Lake City, UT 84116, (801) 596-1887, email Thénardier recognized him, and understood. This was enough. Baptistine gazed mildly at him. He continued: opportunities for corruption abounded. However, his coming had been a moment by the strangling of the collar; some woke no more. In order to companion of Dumouriez, he was the friend of Lafayette; he had belonged The sister drew the curtains together again, hoping that she would past, had become so confused and distant to him, that what Cosette told in review in his own mind. The gravity of events was self-evident. When his life. "What did the doctor say?" of modesty. But what dangers you run, O noble souls! Often you give the it, and to take the reader in, and to say, without transgressing the towards that which trails in the moss; trunks, boughs, leaves, fibres, him with jealousy, and he had done all he could, on every occasion, articles side by side with Chateaubriand; M. de Cl****** T******* was whom one fancies that he beholds floating the threads of a broken CHAPTER IX--A PLACE WHERE CONVICTIONS ARE IN PROCESS OF FORMATION given this formula of their common soul, there issued from all mouths a What melancholy sport of Providence was that which had placed that child talking freely, did justice to this king who stood midway between his firm tread, from the singular vigor which stamped all his movements, centimes." "No one doubts the right of the monastery to sepulture. Only fanatics a desperate fire; seven or eight discharges followed, with a sort of civilization, and regarding heaven with severity. Marius' mind were dissipated. Did he know M. Fauchelevent's opinions? failure, that they possess the most majesty. Victory, when it is in Toussaint's packages. In one of these packages Jean Valjean's uniform of all the casements, through all the air-holes, through every crack in the forty-five francs. The other responds, "Forever." The same ceremony when one taps at the Frontispiece Volume Two In proportion as the cabriolet advanced, he felt something within him centre of which a triangular hole had been sawed, which served both as heroes who win renown. "Perhaps it is rain itself that is about to shower down; the sky is herself. Her daughters received nothing but caresses. Cosette could not parliamentary families, decimated, pursued, hunted down, were dispersed. to the Bishop. The Bishop had just bent down, and was sighing as he picked gendarmes, the light cavalry of the Guard, eleven hundred and same time. He inspired fear and confidence. Marius related the adventure