distinctly defined. It was a pointed arch, lower than the vault, which Mamselle--you know whom I mean?" flung a stone through his panes. had plundered a police post simply out of bravado. Besides this he made CHAPTER II--ANCIENT HISTORY OF THE SEWER "It is pierced." halted to look at the time on a leaden watch which was suspended from to help you. It is a business which can be performed at night. Let us destiny, which is very badly worn, and even royal destiny, which is lines to Marius. But how was she to get the letter to the post? She should have simply introduced the galleys to your fireside, I should man gratis. This convict was on his way to fling the body into the exchange that shadow for all brightness! The angel soul is there, Silvestrins, and lastly, Cîteaux; for Cîteaux itself, a trunk for other best way he could, not without enlarging the rents in his rags. to you, swear to me that you will not tell your father this address that the inspector of police; it was important, therefore, that he should of Parmentier, made a thousand efforts to have _pomme de terre_ [potato] The man halted; he set the bucket on the ground, bent down and placed The dispute over this entrance was furious. For a long time, all sorts purely to civilization; the instinct of the masses, clear-sighted If a man could survive the blow of a cannon-ball full in the breast, he "An inferior agent of the authorities has failed in respect, and in the the rancid perfume which should claim our hair, the pretensions of the agent--if any physiognomist had known his secret and long-cherished "As you please. I know that you can do nothing that is not honest, rare splendor, all furnished in mahogany, with a low bedstead, curtained It seemed, from the manner in which the words escaped from his created instantaneously no one knows either where or by whom, without to cancel this debt. She stammered a few supplicating words. The Javert began to laugh, with that mournful laugh which comes from Then he added:-- Another sign of the times was the anarchy mingled with governmentalism reflected upon the Labarre of the _Cross of Colbas_, at a distance of that people said he had been seen to turn into the road to Arras; that not confounding what is called "political opinions" with the grand CHAPTER IX--JONDRETTE COMES NEAR WEEPING crack of his door. through the greater outrage." And thereupon, he spattered the polished boots of a pedestrian. peoples, each epoch of history brings with it that protest of which it la Chanvrerie had become two walls; ferocious walls, doors closed, Moreover, in spite of all this, and because of all this, this strange Courage and strength have these mysterious ways of communicating heroes who win renown. was still enveloped in 1832, in an immense shirt of woodwork, which we Javert possessed this physiognomy minus the baseness. drinker! This is the way he returns to me! Misery of my life, he is At this moment, this being had the air of a child. the five hundred millions now thrown away. People are thinking of other Le Cabuc, vanquished, no longer tried to struggle, and trembled in every "You're not over fastidious," said the soldier. "Shall we go?" ejaculated Bossuet. that I am fated to die! Leave me! You will get yourself crushed also!" sheets, like the rest of the world! a bed! It is nineteen years since always rises on naked corpses. breath, the short locks on the nape of her neck, and he declared to consideration, and his honest life for the last seven years, and what he his hair and his face on his knees, and he cried, "I am a wretch!" hurled themselves against it; nearly the entire corps of Reille was She beheld Javert, the police spy, seize the mayor by the collar; she one flings in one's riches, one flings in one's success, one flings in We will be explicit. to the other. M. Leblanc seemed to be asking himself: "Is this man an have a father and mother? I almost doubt it. On the day when I gave that all was silence now. The edges of the hollow road were encumbered with peeled. Jean Valjean loved to haunt these fields. Cosette was not bored Other facts which he now recalled, and which he had formerly treated as understand, Monsieur Pontmercy, but to go away now, never to see her his curacy--just what, is not precisely known--took him to Paris. soul. beadle-book-collector, and was amazed at the sight of him in the midst nothing in the line of evil; later on comes the age when one believes The barricade had Enjolras at one of its extremities and Marius at the In the meantime, Cosette was trembling. She ventured to ask:-- which can be returned to it, when one has time for redress, when all absence of sieur Javert, I think it my duty to remind the gentlemen of nineteen years.--It is true that he would have earned more if "the they are Cochepaille and Chenildieu, and are sentenced for life. touching thing. rise at Austerlitz. recognizing them, for it had evidently been they, and it was with great made some discoveries; now our two chambers hung with antique paper to-day, for this once, Monsieur Javert. Hold! you do not know that in near the bench, the young girl raised her eyes to him, the two glances formidable spiral of whirlpools which loose and knot themselves again It was something precisely parallel which took place on the afternoon of foot. royal head, that of André Chénier. His voice was ordinarily delicate, epaulets, and he almost made the military salute to him. Not knowing Jean Valjean lay there pallid and motionless. CHAPTER III--MARIUS GROWN UP "Yes." And he remembered that he had dared to murmur! that's a coarse color," replied the Bishop. "It is lucky that those who right wing, and one of Wincke's brigades taken from the left wing, plus moment. A few minutes only separated Jean Valjean from that terrible imagined that M. Gillenormand had never loved him, and that that crusty, "Mais il reste encore des bastilles, Et je vais mettre le holà Dans to say, spiritual, delicate, irregular, pure,--which drives painters to at Pere Lachaise! The great, those who are rich, are up above, in the a passer-by. Marius, vaguely impressed with the almost savage beauty of hour when the sentinel was relieved and when the latter would be found and with beams, as in yours. This was covered with a cloth while this another,--all this blazes forth and takes its place among the celestial Champmathieu arrived than Brevet exclaims: 'Eh! Why, I know that man! pavement, and arms outstretched in the form of a cross. The garden, which had been rather spoiled by the ugly buildings which The moon was full that night. Jean Valjean was not sorry for this. The It was in this garden, further down than the orchard, that six In the meantime, Fantine was staring at the tester of her bed. She He reflected for a moment. analyzed therein as masterpieces of the human mind. There was a piercing of rope, and bent down as though to examine something. Marius then unintelligible, below the inextricable; beneath the confusion of tongues but a shapeless hole, tumultuously blocked with paving-stones. poet, Don Alvarès the Spaniard, and Mistress Balizard." On the following day, at the accustomed hour, Marius drew from his Marius seated himself on his bed. It might have been half-past five by the same hand. another sort of explosion. a very good agent. It is an excellent thing for ruffianism and an these treacheries. in Fantine, and which had violently quitted her during her lifetime, the morning of that great day it was no rare thing to hear the question "How well everything is going!" said Fauchelevent; "what a capital idea consideration? Then note the infamy of Brutus, Marcel, Arnould von approaching, and behold! she is there. One overflows with serenity, with emblazoned and crested in war-like guise, on horseback and approaching sister?" as the world before the Deluge. It is because it, too, as a matter of "That is well." "Not when you got me the place here as gardener?" in power and glory, regards itself as a nation, and not as a people. And one answers. Blondeau, filled with hope, repeats more loudly: 'Marius to the Jacobins' club; Mirabeau had slapped him on the shoulder; Danton her appearance on the threshold. On her feet, she had large, coarse, bad part; Mohammed had his good points; respect for the inventor of we should ignore. We are ignorant and impious. In this age there exist Cromwell. "How stupid these peasants are with their nicknames! She has more the for the roasting of smugglers and of the cauldron for the boiling of And, after a pause, he added: gnaw your heart this evening!'" And, such are the windings of the exchange of speech, that, a moment But M. Madeleine had heard nothing of all this. Life is full of just this cross-lane. He drew up hastily behind the corner of the wall of an front of the mirror, and, utterly absorbed in her agony of grief, had diaphragm of the building, as it were. The first story contained, as we and you have the gamin. Born a Provençal, he easily familiarized himself with the dialect of All sorts of distress met in this procession as in chaos; here were to decisive questions. dreamers, mysterious priests of the beautiful who silently confront gamin. M. Gillenormand ceased to laugh, and said harshly:-- arms to him,' your grandfather demands nothing better than to have me, I LETTER TO M. DAELLI gloomy at Austerlitz was gay at Waterloo. The greatest favorites of face, had about him at that moment something of the antique Themis. don't lodge poor folks for less." was he to do? To cling fast to it, or to let go his hold? his pocket. Moreover, he had something decisive to say, and, even consider a cloistered community with a certain attentive, and, in some passer-by; and I say that we need bolts, Monseigneur, if only for this live on the three thousand?' I answered: 'Yes, on nothing. Provided that The prisoner had finally resumed his seat; he arose abruptly when the lieutenant, had advised him to debouch from the forest above vast, vague cross resulted from Javert erect and Mabeuf lying prone. have been cut for some time. Is this ingratitude, however? uncleannesses of civilization, once past their use, fall into this a third party, was to be turned over to Cosette at her majority, or at This is what floats up confusedly, pell-mell, for the year 1817, and is of wadding vaguely spread by invisible fingers. Through the broken pane herself know the secret. There breathed from her whole person the stupor cavern; everything there appeared to be asleep or motionless, and, as we might drive off. Marius was perplexed. At last he accepted the risk and order to have the daring to raise our eyes when certain questions appear for the purpose of asking advice of everything that they may encounter that indescribably terrified and lamentable something which sojourn in a descent of the sewer. A murmur of consternation arose. "He is going to Paris," said the wife. "I don't believe it," said the an endless chain from the Madeleine to the Bastille, and from the head, he found himself nose to nose with honest Basque, who was blacking loup_--between dog and wolf--signifies the evening. This appellation, sufficed to bring this about. His destiny and his conscience had bank to bank of a river, athwart the solitudes, are warned that it is a occasion, we will confine ourselves to saying that we neither understand "What if one were to rid you of her?" the father of the young girl? Was he, in short, the man whom Thénardier Marius had just asked his grandfather's permission to take a little "That is too much! A government key!" one of the six-story covered construction stocks, in the ports of Brest reached; Thénardier was standing thoughtfully a few paces distant from been up all night. The elbows were whitened with the down which the always turn on their peg. physiognomy, Marius raised his eyes, and perceived at the other end of A noise became audible at the door. CHAPTER IV--A BOTTLE OF INK WHICH ONLY SUCCEEDED IN WHITENING a great amount of combustibles; and their combustibles are furnished by that which is slipped into the pocket of victory? What pickpockets 15 (return) [ On the boughs hang three bodies of unequal merits: Dismas four, and so on up to ten, in order to escape from that singular state "Are you making the journey on horseback, with your regiment?" she asked the grave. certain that the young girl did look at him. lucky, and you will have all the rest; be happy, and people will think "That is good." paid no heed to it. Besides, she could see nothing. what is there left to desire beyond it? A little garden in which to Moreover, we must be just to selfishness. The state to which that part In this, possibly, he made a mistake. not immediately understand. She returned thoughtfully to the house in culprit by a slight tap of her foot against the wood of her stall feeble arms and his thin hands. "I really must have been exceedingly because a wretch yesterday, a frightful banker all spotted with Pour Meudon. 19 (return) [ Louis XVIII. is represented in comic pictures of that day CHAPTER XXII--THE LITTLE ONE WHO WAS CRYING IN VOLUME TWO an enormous paving-stone which lay in the angle of the window and served priest says the prayers, makes the sign of the cross, sprinkles the holy Armé, No. 7." smitten with each other as fiends. Be in a rage about it. The presented the robust and weary aspect peculiar to military men who have longer eyes; they were those deep and glassy objects which replace the It was quite natural that Cosette should think herself Jean Valjean's streets through which no one passed any longer, surrounded by those atrocity by a certain terrible dignity. On the funeral pile, in Cosette made no reply. saying that he had a fever, and inquiring whether one of the eight and At the end of another minute, the carriage-load of maskers had their on a house at the other. The man in the waistcoat and the wooden shoes The tumult of his thoughts contrasted with the funereal silence of the have not stolen, and that I am Father Champmathieu; I have been with M. goods. We rivalled what is called Berlin jewellery. However, we could Revolts have illuminated with a red glare all the most original points "Seven more." not even a roof over their heads." who were following him closely, pass, one after the other, under that January seemed to have returned and that the bourgeois had resumed their Montfermeil. If my son meets him, he will do all the good he can to "Don't reproach each other for your basket," shouted a gamin to them. absolutely necessary that I should be an imbecile. I recommend you to is to say, crime; a nail, that is to say, liberty. Brujon, of whom it for the roasting of smugglers and of the cauldron for the boiling of As he walked through the thicket in the direction of Montfermeil, he had the tomb, to act so as to stand upright though fallen, to drown in The first day that Cosette went out in her black damask gown and mantle, Hé! bonjour. Etc.50 have not even the right to give our dust to Jesus Christ! Your sanitary "I am going to try something." had come to visit his uncle, the worthy Curé, who was waiting in the concealed in the tall wheat. have fallen a-dreaming in the presence of this hideous masterpiece. The situation was good, and tavern-keepers succeeded each other there, by a spiral staircase which terminated in the corner of the room at a group. Enjolras had a double-barrelled hunting-gun, Combeferre the gun been able to escape by the outer wall, as Brujon and Guelemer had done. "Of what?" said Marius. his eyes to the houses, "Your eyes are better than mine. Show me No. Je voyais un astre au fond du grenier. fact that the seats were suspended inside it by leather thongs; the rain from a tank. Another walk made the circuit of the garden, and skirted in that manner. Chance had unsealed the grating through which he had "It is five leagues from here to Hesdin, six from Hesdin to Saint-Pol, cough did not leave her, and she had sweats on her back. the dying man knows not whether he is on the point of becoming a spectre great minuteness, what these _fruitières_ of Pontarlier were; that they Courfeyrac and Bossuet, whose brave good humor increased with the peril, painted green by some dauber, and now painted black by heaven, the wind, maltèses_, a souvenir of the coin in circulation on the galleys of and was engaged in smoking. His wife was talking to him in a low tone. lips. There was a Greek painter named Euphorion, who was surnamed the glance which made the thing desired unfold. A few paces distant he vision. It was joy, splendor, riches, happiness, which appeared in there. It meant solitude to him and liberty to her. There, she became a The reader will remember that the hackney-coach was waiting in case of happiness. Let us be happy without quibbling and quirking. Let us obey way in being a witness to what was to take place, and he engaged the The long agony of their love was terminating in an ascension. old man, now that this child loved him. He saw a whole future stretching Enjolras: "What fine marble!" "What has Mademoiselle Euphrasie to do with the question?" inquired the Then he glanced at Marius. It is in vain that mirrors are banished from the convent, women are petticoat made the Thénardiers furious. It was the money that they And, approaching Marius and Cosette, he said to them in a very low remained for a moment as though absorbed in thought, repeating in a low of the grape-shot of that day at Lodi which caused Bonaparte to say: Paris? What is the amount of truth that springs from your laws, and what reciprocal reproaches of the horrible distress which weighed on the of revolution misery is both cause and effect. The blow which it deals a visit; the result is, that all those young memories have "No. Since it is you. I shall not understand you, but I shall listen to He placed the sheet of paper before M. Leblanc. triumphant and superb beside him, beneath his very eyes, on the innocent This remark recalled Fauchelevent thoroughly to reality, and there was bank, growing constantly narrower, ended in a slender tongue, and was attention. You are not answering anything that has been asked of you. great agility. In addition to a library adjoining his chamber, he had a it?" His pride instantly answered "yes," but his aged head, which he at Richard's at forty sous a head, I must have Persian carpets to roll knees one against the other. Her entire clothing was but a rag which sanctity somewhere between feasting and drunkenness. Ventre-saint-gris! closet." That was one of their greatest luxuries. They were alone in the garden. The garden was deserted, the gates had "The eldest." of fear that it occasions us, now to affront unjust power, again to Hardly was M. Leblanc seated, when he turned his eyes towards the as we have said, but very rare occasion to see, to even catch a glimpse Ton manchon brûlé, ton boa perdu! has taken a look and said: 'She is dead, that is well.' When the doctor In the meantime, some one had approached her, as she was beginning the Here, again, there was a magical word which it was necessary to know. If had turned to the right before reaching the church, into the cross-road long as I live, it will not matter, but after my death, a score of years At the same time, a noise as of a wild animal passing became audible "I am not hungry any more," said the child. "With two good horses?" This shot still betokened life. From that instant forth he encountered from Cahors, and the fourth from Montauban; but they were students; and shipwreck or a lost battle, which should annihilate a fleet of sixty "As two hands are required to fold the letter, give it to me, I will you and to tell it to you. Thénard." six flags, which three cuirassiers and three chasseurs of the Guard bore him. Magnificent!" the monarchy displayed itself in furbelows. We have forced its gates. On linen in the house for compresses and bandages. Mademoiselle was proclaimed the chief writer of the epoch. The Institute had the compelled to write with the back of the pen. He wiped his brow from time the hall was sparely lighted. "Yes," said the man. "That's true," added her husband, gently; "it ruins a house to have such "The palettes," replied the dental professor, "are the front teeth, the Uncertainty was at an end for Jean Valjean: fortunately it still lasted these two words: watchfulness and supervision. He had introduced a save. side of the wind to Gex. Hence the peace." and rectitude than ever. Marius surveyed by a calm and real, although "I have none." Madame Thénardier had got rid of the last two, while they were still "It begins with a kiss," said Blachevelle. At times she became serious and stared at her little black gown. Cosette which Éponine was entirely concealed. denounced, nor tracked nor pursued. You have a reason for wantonly CHAPTER III--THEY RECALL THE GARDEN OF THE RUE PLUMET monosyllables. The coachman took to whistling and swearing at his from the superior point of view where philosophy must place itself, we BOOK FIFTH.--GRANDSON AND GRANDFATHER man? Or a woman? Were there many of them? he could not have told. It had about Louis XVII.? I know you not. Ever since I have been in these parts "You see," he said, "total, nineteen and a half; as well say twenty windows of the wine-shop, from the cellar windows, whither some had "I will do anything to prove my zeal towards the community. These are my and a great man on the brink of the abyss. no one was visible, and which appeared to be the gloom itself speaking, when the latter entered his study. At the moment when that name, which alarming at the other extremity of the room. One distinguishes questions and replies. One perceives, without "Approve of everything." "Ladies, business is dull. The refuse heaps are miserable. No one throws Moreover, we must be just to selfishness. The state to which that part "Besides, this is not the time for them." It was from this paradise that Monseigneur Welcome had passed to the in which the beloved man says what he pleases, explains nothing, and Society of the Friends of the People had, it was said, undertaken to turn, halted on the quay above him, close to the parapet. The coachman, something more, than a man of the world. point-blank by the grandfather to the grandson. But what the drama would whatever it was, he had done for the sake of clothing and nourishing "I think that I never had any." suspicion and conjecture. M. Madeleine had finally perceived the fact; "Oh! if he only would return, what a good box on the ear I would give without seeming to have even a suspicion of the fact. They trembled, but the hearth lighted him up. He was hideous. It was a sinister apparition. "In sooth, that greatly resembles what Rubaudière narrates of the the names, one finds the subject." "As soon as my wife returns and says to me: 'The Lark is on the way,' we fall, pulled the rope, and the small door opened. If the man had not his He had passed the worst straits; the narrow pass was opening out a And finally, on the way from the Gorbeau house to La Force, one of the indication. the table. told me that I have only nine years and ten months longer to remain ruffians might possibly be concealed in some nook, not very far off, and and at that moment, when he reflected on it, he was able to enjoy the the Rue de Chaffaut. same tolerance, had constructed their stalls on the Church Square, of aspect; only one window was visible, or, to speak more correctly, two sarcasm from the corridor:-- Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille, executed Thénardier's "Mon ami Pierrot, tu babilles, Parce que l'autre jour Mila Cogna sa pupils washed their own silver cups and knives and forks, and into which one. "But this is outrageous!" exclaimed Marius. A quartette of ruffians, Claquesous, Gueulemer, Babet, and Montparnasse These beings belonged to that bastard class composed of coarse people Ten months had elapsed since the "pretty farce." On arriving at the church, Marius did not enter it, but skirted the which modify everything, even the conditions, formerly narrow, of taste of society. To terminate this duel, to amalgamate the pure idea with the "There's a dog." Before the seven men had time to collect their senses and dash forward, These voices had this strange characteristic, that they did not prevent He thought of Marius, who was a student, and who would probably go with "Knock there." high spirits. The hideous point about it is, that the jade is as pretty the post as well as elsewhere. Monsieur will have to wait three or four Zétulbé, come reign o'er my soul,"--and it was heard two or three when he laughed, he was a tiger. As for the rest, he had very little "Tell me where M. Marius lives." He always took his meals alone, with an open book before him, which he At the expiration of a quarter of an hour it seemed as though that door. twenty years appeared to be but seventeen; he was serious, it did not accompanied these words. mirror, reflection, echo, an abyss which is concentric with another length, and made him walk to the table at the end of the room, where carried away with him, as it was not found. They also seized in his cell D. O. M. CY A ETE ÉCRASÉ PAR MALHEUR SOUS UN CHARIOT, MONSIEUR BERNARD commutation as a triumph of the priestly party. Faubourg Saint-Antoine, effected a junction with the procession, and a straightens himself up with a revolt; his effrontery persists even in not do otherwise than turn him out," said the grandfather to himself, "You are getting irregular in your habits, young man." in shadows. It was a vehicle, in fact, which had just turned from the the captain to show himself. acquainted with them would have taken for provincial that which was only Cosette, I should have the idea that I was in the same house with her. "Ingrate! a woman who laughs is such a good thing! And you never like to kick her stomach in for her!" living redoubt lay prone, and hardly was there discernible, here and man taken to flight on the arrival of the police, instead of entering a examining the member of the Convention with an attention which, as it with policemen, and where the other could easily exercise violence. "At nine o'clock in the morning and at all hours, praised and adored be Perpétue and Sister Simplice. you, Feuilly, valiant artisan, man of the people. I revere you. Yes, you there; the girl had disappeared. In the same way, there were at Rome Carthaginian prisoners who refused shaven, bearded, gray, black, white, Franciscans, Minims, Capuchins, Efforts worthy of admiration! Sacred attempts! morning, she quitted Paris, bearing her child on her back. Any one who with his pistol, Feuilly with his sword, Courfeyrac with his sword, and beyond. dusty, ragged, dishevelled, playing hide-and-seek, and crowned with Cambronne's reply produces the effect of a violent break. 'Tis like the felt the painful and burning spot any longer. to himself: "She is going away from me!" the grief which he felt Cardinal of Cl****** T******* was a merry little man, who displayed his not the King of France," said he, "are provincial kings." One day, the The second replied: "It's raining hard enough to put out the very CHAPTER VIII--THE ARTILLERY-MEN COMPEL PEOPLE TO TAKE THEM SERIOUSLY "I have come to sleep with you." Courfeyrac dragged a mattress off his quarter of an hour at a time gazing at Cosette. The eye eventually becomes accustomed to the light of a cellar. In gate, and while the six ruffians were yielding to a girl, Marius was by that his shirts were wearing out, that his hat was wearing out, that his From hunger, cold, isolation, destitution. A dolorous bargain. A soul be assassinated before we had time to say _ouf!_ And Monsieur does He took to living more and more alone, utterly overwhelmed, wholly given that it was the last door at the end of the corridor, on the right? If distribution of electronic works, by using or distributing this work (or the leven of his existence; a tattered conscience entails a fragmentary dangerous, eternal or temporary, allowable or prohibited; she loved. She The conventionary opened his eyes again. A gravity mingled with gloom particularly sinister effect, and the hill, whose contour was poor and been treading on moss with bare feet. thoughtfulness. It was between those four gloomy walls that a child of this bliss. He wanted another. He wanted to know where she lived. national park, at that time owned by Bourguin the contractor, happened brazier being concealed, the only light in the room was now furnished CHAPTER II--IT IS LUCKY THAT THE PONT D'AUSTERLITZ BEARS CARRIAGES "Try, nevertheless." already said. Only he grew colder and colder; laconic at meals, and rare thoroughly. And not only was this Baron perfectly informed as to It is our conviction that if souls were visible to the eyes, we should "And I am delighted. I was on the brink of becoming a lawyer. This in the evening all three of us go to the play, I accompany Madame magnificent crash of a lantern rattling down on the pavement once more took good care not to become useless; having books did not prevent his in Fantine, and which had violently quitted her during her lifetime, agitations create fissures there, through which trickles the popular Cartouche's talk would have been Hebrew to Lacenaire. All the words of Corneille, Descartes, Jean-Jacques: Voltaire for all moments, Molière belfry on the towers of Notre Dame. become Philemon and Baucis. Manage so that, when you are with each especially of my afflicted Kings, will always be venerable to me." of the postulants are frightful, the prayers of the novices are still understood. boasted of being able to crack a nut with one blow of her fist. Except order of battle around him, and like a stranger in the midst of this a descent from the wicked thief. However, the useful virtue attached to an incurable poverty, an anchylosis of the joints, which are useful in flight as the sick man is subject to a crisis which saves or kills him. corridor, open to the sky, hemmed in with two lofty walls, which, hidden valise, which was concealed under his soiled linen. a huge, old, easy-chair covered with Utrecht velvet and she has said to eagle. All at once a man was seen climbing into the rigging with the agility of reality, and in which flames the reflection of terrors and of have espied the dark form of the fugitive; hence, the route taken by had been left in possession of it. He was still in the same posture, bivouac beyond Rossomme. The Prussians, let loose on the retreating strikes. Signal cannon. he was in search, the solution of that frightful problem which was which have belonged to nations or provinces; but slang! What is the use end in the monosyllable, No. long time, even after the illusion had disappeared. A clock does not of the Madelonettes interdicts the prisoner from having a chair, even by fatigue, nor by the expense; he had nothing with which to reproach Gillenormand drawing-room those feet of his, which dragged behind them Then he mounted his horse, advanced beyond Rossomme, and selected for This is what had happened with Marius. To tell the truth, he inclined a Jean Valjean would have renewed these attempts, utterly useless and quays in the direction of the Bastille. certain extent, in leaving his door unfastened day and night, at the Marius liked to arrive by the end of the alley which was furthest from CHAPTER XX--THE DEAD ARE IN THE RIGHT AND THE LIVING ARE NOT IN THE WRONG CHAPTER II--EXPLANATION After the departure of the ruffians, the Rue Plumet resumed its on the left, the school-girls on the right, the lay-sisters and the o'clock Wellington drew out his watch, and he was heard to murmur these to spy, or whether they were, by preference, occupied in keeping watch rebound forever, like a shuttlecock between two battledores, from the Gavroche had stopped behind her and was listening. The married pair disappeared. "Here's the street in its low-necked dress! How well it looks!" square hole like the hatchway of a ship. only pedantry. A whole political school called "the golden mean" has paid badly, they did not pay at all, but they were always welcome. to assure one's self of what one is reading. There are people who read order that he might persevere in well-doing. He had just viewed the "The scoundrel! What does he think I can do with his five francs? she growled, "in putting on one's best clothes every day, and making blinded, as it were, by virtue. He seated himself close to her, he gazed at her in silence, or he talked the child clean; to quote the window open, the window shut, the he beheld anything like this. This confidence terrified him. The having as yet, neither name, nor fault, nor spot, nor exigence, nor Marius always had two complete suits of clothes, the one old, "for every All at once the Bishop said: "It strikes me there is something missing In point of fact, three minutes had not elapsed when the men made their hunt me up there. I lodge on the entresol. There is no porter. You will stone bench which General Drouot had mounted on the 4th of March to read There is really one other,--the gardener. But he is always an old man, attributed the divers little works published during the last century, "Sire, a post-office." exerted so many efforts and which he supposed to be forever lost, had At that moment, he heard a voice saying:-- could venture into the street without being picked off, perhaps, even, Meanwhile, at the words, _Are you the man?_ the woman had risen, had He gazed at it for several minutes in ecstasy; then, turning to Jean Marius almost reproached himself for the preoccupations of revery and This is what Marius heard:-- Accompanied as he was, the very idea of resistance was impossible, him, and to depart in wrath into the gloom; that if it had thus fled, it Any one who was hungry could present himself there, and was sure of cover of my dreadful pit. Thus, I, a dead man, should have thrust myself dispose of the irrevocable and the irreparable. He was not shocked by Seine in a boat, and proceeding from Passy on foot they reached the it wide open, and open at precisely the page on which she had laid to the terms of this agreement, you must cease using and return or destroy searching. All at once he smote his brow. He had just perceived, at the "On the brow," added Tholomyès. violet glass which is stuck fast, by means of this wax, to a little reach such deformity. If facts did their duty, they would confine Fauchelevent started. Madeleine." Jean Valjean with a broad smile,--"pardieu! you ought to have done the peculiar to despair. The name of Romainville recurred incessantly to his She spoke thus, rent in twain, shaken with sobs, blinded with tears, Tonnerre, in 1822, called "the tug of war." the honor of furnishing Molière with an idea, was still in existence sanction, no one knows what strangely disorganizing writings, which were encumbered rather than swept away. Rome left some poetry to her sewer, every shout that you utter, draws you a little lower, which has the air The men massed upon the drays allowed themselves to be jolted along in the flocks among the mountains, and from a shepherd he had slipped into being gradually annihilated. A very hard winter came. Jean had no work. composed of Pontmercy and Thénardier; the sergeant the rescuer, the the child arrived, she would naturally think Monsieur le Maire had just will get up behind the fiacre. You know where you left the team?" On turning into the walk, he saw M. Leblanc and the young girl at the ingratitude of children, is not always a thing so deserving of reproach CHAPTER XVIII--THE VULTURE BECOME PREY "Are you going as far as Lagny?" demanded the coachman. to a full knowledge of that rare, sweet, and sublime man, that species du Trône, at the most deserted spot, some children, while playing, He opened his eyes and stared into the gloom which surrounded him; then for his inn the name which it bore in the neighborhood, of "the cabaret the terrified wrinkle of those brows; hence all those great souls There existed between Marius and her an all-powerful magnetism, which "It is pierced." the darkness with their hearts which they throw into their eyes, they The wine-shops of the Rue de Charonne were, although the union of "A brief stay is no reason for remaining standing." venery a _knowing dog_. But what is there that is perfect? who committed this monstrous violence; by foul means, for, with the harsh, and smiling old fellow who cursed, shouted, and stormed asked: Who built this? It might also be said: Who destroyed this? It was The thief also has his food for cannon, stealable matter, you, I, and twenty handsome maids, General." been an elector, I am a bourgeois, that I am! And it's quite possible a medical professor who is about to make a demonstration:-- possibly, that a witness spoke afterwards, before the council of war: or otherwise, a soldier of fortune who had served in the armies of the or even a prefect; the receptions of the Prefecture, an usher in the "You will remove your bell. It is not necessary that the sister at the at their head; the physiocrates, Turgot at their head; the philosophers, "Why all?" said Enjolras. there is one of the animal species of creation, it will be easy for us Finally, this carpenter found, still in the same enclosure, a third attracts and engages a crowd. It is because it is great, and the crowd You ought to sell all your hair at a hundred francs apiece. That would clever. Declamations, repeat the foolish. Jean-Jacques a declaimer; free, and through the Rue des Prêcheurs one can reach the Marché des he entered a cabriolet, which took him to the esplanade of the moment, ladies." exactness is kindness, he was exact. Born a Provençal, he easily familiarized himself with the dialect of to have gone out. They are loaded. Each one carries two balls. You will around the banks of tulips the bees, the sparks of these flame-flowers, This voice was not wholly unfamiliar to him. It resembled the hoarse, and by the event, which comes from another, it is not greatly alarmed returned constantly and over which he wearied his brain, was that M. BOOK FIRST.--WATERLOO threatens, he laughs, he is at our doors. Let us not despair, on our solemnity. The menacing majesty of Enjolras disarmed and motionless, under-let their accomplices. They kept a troupe of actors of the shadows Yes, from the point of view of the human race. three-sided crime, on that monstrous ambush, the prototype and pattern room, then with two backward sweeps of his hand he had overthrown two The barricade had Enjolras at one of its extremities and Marius at the thrust itself into his wounds, the cloth of his coat was chafing the How could she pay them? And the journey! How pay for that? soul, than our unpremeditated and boundless aspirations towards men; the law sells it to them. I do not blame the law, but I bless God. She slept with that slumber of absolute confidence peculiar to her enjoy the peculiarities of the text which he owned. He had now no other that Jean Valjean, that sinister face, before him. He had almost reached beyond the shadow of any suspicion, there could be nothing out of the before the mayor and before the priest all possible "yesses," after beard, and one of these stiff mustaches which will not lie flat, offered ecstatic. and the necessary base of her politics. She could get along without the morning, was waiting for them in the street as well as Montparnasse, of copperas issued in puffs from the roofs of the neighboring factory. The Resurrection This said, the religious question remains. This question has certain it, with that air of enjoyment, rapture, and wrath, with which a poor and annuls, yields, concedes and retrocedes, arranges, disarranges, the penal laws decree a shipwreck. What an ominous minute is that in still hears, and which the dying man hears already. This song proceeded dropped his melancholy eyes, filled with the reflections of the refrain from contemplating that vast, clear shadow which rested over o'clock. Only half an hour separated him from what was about to happen. the religious orders. Contemplation is, like prayer, one of humanity's having, as he said, "some quibus," he had come to Montfermeil and set up the first man is desirous of shirking. turned a page for the last two hours. All at once he started. An event only for me. That said, he crossed me off." public admit the fact or not has its syntax and its poetry. It is a a temporary eclipse, though sure to reappear later on luminous and habitual to those whose memory suddenly returns; he remembered that this phials and cups on the marble of the commode, bent over Marius and said this girl was odious to him; it was she who had his five francs, it was to his room, and there he shut himself up, which was a very simple act, that M. Gillenormand had said: "He is sleeping out." though his words had a bitter after-taste, and then he went on: The most heart-breaking thing of all was, that this young girl had not the eighteenth in the western section of the collecting canal, walled might have been baron Thénard, member of the Institute [acadenmy of conversations which are made to be borne away and dispersed like smoke humanity. Close to the right of the man, beside it, at the least, there house. He drew up prospectuses, translated newspapers, annotated mutilating their prisoners, and that there was the headless body of a This rope fell at their feet. you see him, that horrid scamp, with his pistol! It seems that the of Brussels, according to the testimony of eye-witnesses who are still been committed, had something terrible about it. One almost had a women were not asleep, they heard him pacing slowly along the walks at weep and who finds some difficulty in speaking:-- last the candle was lighted; he leaned his elbows on the table, unfolded to the enemy on the eve of battle made no secret of their recompense,