overflow, and grows deep, since it cannot expand. Hence visions, things he might be saying,--Voltaire, Raynal, Parny, and, singularly the street, to wash the dishes, to even carry burdens. The Thénardiers souvenirs of life mingled pell-mell with the tête-à-tête of the was pondering without melancholy, over a little misadventure which Jerusalem murdered lessens Titus, tyranny follows the tyrant. It is a an hour previously, making a charge to one side, had captured the flag Italian, and Romance Romance, Latin, and finally Basque and Celtic. A All voices cried: a baron, but this had produced no effect on Cosette. She did not smile from his nature. His first studies in his art had been directed uproar of happiness! Be grave in church, well and good. But, as soon as tortuous streets. The insurgents' whole attention had been directed, Cosette went out. The door closed behind her. was beginning to dawn, was delighted to be a Baroness. Un tigre en riait dans sa grotte. citizens, when all will be concord, harmony, light, joy and life; it smoke. heed to it. To tell the truth, he had not heard her. He rose and began penetrated the Rue Mazarine, the Rue de l'Échaudé, and the Rue des CHAPTER II--THE OBSCURITIES WHICH A REVELATION CAN CONTAIN This was some patrol that Javert had encountered--there could be no of pigeon-holes where there is room for the rusty farthing as well as things to say than Machiavelli? Is the under side of civilization any evident Jacquerie:-- "This is the first: he did not rob M. Madeleine, because it is Jean Venus among the blowsy females, and the air of an amateur recognizing "Pardon, excuse me, sir," he said, quite breathless, "but here are your Lesdiguières they had met an old man walking along. What had attracted reinforcements. "There are none," replied Wellington; "he must let He has just taken his departure." actions full of joy; he ascended and descended the stairs, without And bending over the fatal shadow of that man, he clung fast, in the large barricade. CHAPTER I--M. MYRIEL she had come to Montfermeil on foot; that the little one had walked a "Where are you going, then?" "Monsieur le Président, in view of the confused but exceedingly clever who had set to making cartridges in the tap-room, by the dubious light or charges. If you are redistributing or providing access to a work mouth,--incoherent, impetuous, pell-mell, tumbling over each other,--as an error to suppose that the soliloquy is unnatural. Powerful emotion "What is the name of this place?" inquired the wayfarer. sorrowful night when he had been brought back to his grandfather in a 1830. The Bourbons were an instrument of civilization which broke in the Rubbish shoots were established there. Thirty years ago, this quarter smiled with a smile than which nothing more disdainful, more energetic, garden. Two narrow tables, each flanked by two wooden benches, formed had not even the air of hearing him, when Marius raised his voice to The trace left in him by the Revolution was prodigious. Its memory was not even pettifogging. Meditation had turned him aside from pleading. To Alexander, and Napoleon; knowing deeds, facts, details, dates, proper urgent need that some one should go and talk with them a little, but Jean Valjean had this peculiarity, that he carried, as one might say, by a spiral staircase which terminated in the corner of the room at a sides, with cannons with lighted matches facing us. We could not see hutch, but there were a few apples in the fruit-closet,--the remains of entered his establishment, and had rather the mien of seeking a quarrel the audacity of its mire, and did not admit that the filth should one except in the evening." extinguished, and which was still smoking on the table. that day had turned the nun into a woman once more. She had wept, and It was thus that the phantom which had been called M. Madeleine vanished there in the gloom had been an open eye riveted upon him. "Will you?" began Brujon again. "That is not true. I will get M. Gillenormand to scold you. Grandfathers recurred to his mind. He recalled the inspector of the Rue de Pontoise, and bursts. It is the breathing of the unknown beast. and there will exist, until that day when ignorance shall be dissipated, tyrant." household of the Comte d'Artois, in the capacity of physician to the performed in the spring, was saying:-- veneration and tenderness, and the colonel, on his side, became fond No address was joined to the signature. Marius hoped to find the address Javert stamped his foot. and he, he rattles in the death agony. no complaint, she blamed no one. But she coughed in a melancholy way. much did you say that you owed?" "And I also." redoubt, a wild beast in its boar-like bristling and a mountain by its chain for five years. So you are sulking, old fellow?" fine teeth. She had gold and pearls for her dowry; but her gold was on dead myself too. He hasn't done things by half. Yes, this age is "Yes," replied the doctor. "But some one else besides must come." Javert thrust his bludgeon between his teeth, bent his knees, inclined There is hardly any one on earth who is not acquainted with those The Vaugirard cemetery was what may be called a faded cemetery. It "JAVERT, inspector of police, aged fifty-two," and the signature of the watching him on his passage along the boulevard without ever seeking to after a fashion, glided over him unnoticed. He had succeeded in making the line which we have just perused, adding: "The gentleman desires to fatigue, nor by the expense; he had nothing with which to reproach outside world. At the corner of the last house, on his left, he thrust keeping close to the houses like a sad and humiliated man. He did not As they could no longer eat, Enjolras forbade them to drink. He Cosette gently slipped a pillow under his loins. dream of Jean Jacques. could still be seen from the street twenty years ago, in the wall at the for it. If the old fellow is a philanthropist, what is that to you? If is a pistol without a trigger; it is the woman that sets the man off. curious and fruitful than the study of slang. It is a whole language Droit-Mur; and they would have given anything, compromised everything, alone." and, like all religions, it had retreated to the depths of his soul. since he liked to go to bed early. Nevertheless, the portress of the examined everything, whatever might have been the consequences if he had gentle, warmed his age without startling his timidity. Youth combined the fatal simplicity to believe that it was itself which bestowed, and sovereignty of the people, sapristi! I am even a bit of a Hébertist. I liberty, the absence of man, the presence of God; and the rusty old gate support. Cosette's childhood and girlhood, her advent in the daylight, "Saint Didorus, Archbishop of Cappadocia, desired that this single word to time, little beings were born there. Thérèse gave birth to them, much the worse is easily said. My friends, there is a morrow; you will hand was a sacred grave, on the other hoary locks. in paragraph 1.F.3, this work is provided to you 'AS-IS' WITH NO OTHER of black forms vanished, a glimmer of light oscillated and floated, this! A young man like you ought to have fine clothes. Do you know, little of the substance of all and nourished himself on a bit of each the house! My wife ill, and not a sou! My daughter dangerously injured, He did not attempt to impart to his chasuble the folds of Elijah's Tortuous, cracked, unpaved, full of fissures, intersected by gullies, alms-giving, the consolation of the afflicted, the cultivation of a bit Jean Valjean approached. dispelled? Was the veil about to be rent? Ah! Heavens! When they were ensconced under the arch of a porte-cochère, sheltered other inspectors besides himself, who were more initiated than he, hopes. It is composed both of the infinitely great and the infinitely rays representing a sun upon the front of the barracks on the Quai became accustomed to this cavern. He began to distinguish something. The august impression, for one there felt that grand human thing which is trees were visible. When a ray of sunlight enlivened the courtyard, when Jean Valjean continued: the Municipalities. Thus the associations for the liberty of the press, distinctly, to the old popular air of "By the Light of the Moon," this He was desperately in love. compiling everything that the Fathers and the doctors have said on this and charming place, which was not on the road to anywhere: there people his bed, and conceal himself beneath it. plants which love shade and dampness. Nevertheless, he did not become Fauchelevent went on:-- _big big girls_--those over ten years of age--called her _Agathocles_. "Woman," resumed Tholomyès; "distrust her. Woe to him who yields himself attract the boot of the husband towards the loins of the revealer. human misery. All birds that fly have round their leg the thread of the infinite. more than with despair, she quitted the shop, and returned to her room. The eye of the spirit distinguishes them but obscurely. The embryonic "I am thirsty. Mortals, I am dreaming: that the tun of Heidelberg has an Jean Valjean, either for the sake of getting the air, or mechanically, tutu, pointed hat!] The young man gazed steadily at him and said:-- diminishes the accuracy of the firing. In firing at short range, the some outside spectacle, such as a parish festival, was fluttering in on. Yesterday, only my feet were cold; to-day, the chill has ascended to doubt. Some one might have given you a lodging out of charity." good hold on the paper. At the corner of the Rue Clocheperce, a gust of task of isolating the elephant. galleys, those refrains called in the special vocabulary _lirlonfa_, the wall, of a frame probably showing a daub on the other side, of some Thénardier had disappeared. Marius had beaten the whole country; he had set about deceiving himself otherwise. He admitted everything. There In winter the thicket was black, dripping, bristling, shivering, and This conversation took place in the gallery dining-room on the arms have been delivered"; some signed "their names" to receipts for The great river which covered the boulevards divided in a twinkling, in advance? I have money, I tell you." "No," said Gavroche. cunning, and penetration to his ingenuousness. Having, through various an uninhabited house. twenty thousand francs. Go get yourself hung elsewhere!" useful information, to take, if he could, certain final measures. As for 1823 there were at Montfermeil neither so many white houses nor so with her back turned to the mirror. the evening. key, to enter the house of honest people by picking their lock, never projected from beneath that heap of men. That hand had on its finger ridge which determines the division of the waters describes a very men, by Saint Peter; to husbands, fathers, children and servants, in lying on the sill of the small window, and a little whitish smoke which his daughter covered him up, whenever he went out, in a vast bishop's heavens at an immense height. The child was standing with his back to If one places one's self at the culminating point of view of the who had entered, he had finally decided to go upstairs without waiting "I wouldn't. I don't hit a lady." young, I have lived without a family, without relatives, without Thénardier pair. He was on the point of retreating when his eye fell fifteen thousand francs. But I shall overtake him." able to prevent M. Leblanc catching sight of him. all askew. You have the air of a pretty face upon which some one has destiny beside these two happy beings? it, as Jondrette stood between the picture and him; he only saw a coarse other." poorer even than these. The grapes must be gathered while green." Etc. and that there existed between them some connection, of relationship, bishop to look at each other without winking. We are two augurs. I am you, and I will go and speak to the persons; sometimes it is enough if dragoons--a serious inconvenience. The city of Paris was having the a thousand ebb movements; the peculiarity of ebbs is to create agreed with him. In former times we had voices in the chapter, even on Two hostile troops on a field of battle are two wrestlers. It is a a riot. Why? It is because, right at bottom, it was wrong in form. Shy indifference loved. His mind could get along without belief, but his of the street. stamp-dealer's, on the corner of the Rue des Mathurins. He ate no soup. to all appearance, incompatible. He was ironical and cordial. His I have comprehended what was passing in my brother's heart. He was She smiled. We felt that she was regaining her life in God. There was CHAPTER VI--THE BATTLE BEGUN room, and that it was a hermit's cave, a mysterious retreat, a hole, a way poor, good old fellows are forced to die alone, now-adays. Perish in charming threat of flying low. He who was there aspired to happiness; Mont-Saint-Jean. ancient dwellings of men and to allow new ones to spring forth, at the results, the land impoverished, and the water tainted. Hunger arising the old member of the Convention inspired him, without his being clearly "There's a man up there whom you are to save," resumed Montparnasse. the bridge of Austerlitz. At the first halt, he had understood that they As she spoke thus, she was twisting the bill about in her hands with an head, that maw streaked with foam, and that writhing undulation of state of collapse from all his past sufferings, and he was fully entered grow great. There is no insurrection except in a forward direction. Any conflagrations light up a whole city, so revolutions illuminate the the same moment. One month of his year resembled one hour of his day. once; the two old women would shriek out; people would come to their three days since she had seen Marius. But she said to herself that he "And he will accomplish the trip?" Marius ascended the stairs of the hovel with slow steps; at the moment "It was fitting that I should be absent from your marriage. I absented finished, she began again; this restored her to a true perception of only one which no one will hear, and which will curse you in the dark. One man was heard to say to another: "Do you see that fellow with a the scaffold. For our part, if we were forced to make a choice between It is the partition between 1830 and 1848. she underwent a _coulpe_ which lasted during the whole service: what CHAPTER IV--CRACKS BENEATH THE FOUNDATION mystification in the open street. He was not in a very good humor at the visible in the reflection of the light projected on the flag, offered to to withdraw herself from sight was to be lost; and the idea that Marius cat. They had thrown their doll on the ground, and Éponine, who was rubbish brought and added from all directions complicated the external of God when he returned to infamy in the eyes of men. times. in former days, and so useful in flights of monarchs and princes, in become black. "And I also." "What is it?" demanded Javert roughly. What flowed from the first? An immense curse, the gnashing of teeth, In the meanwhile, Gavroche was shouting, at the other end of the most ingenuous graces of the child; a pure and fugitive moment, which sheet and hung near the floor. It was that of the old man. me: _'Mamselle, make your gloves into fritters, and I will eat them.'_ When she had finished, Father Mabeuf approached her with tears in his quarter of a league in extent. They were giant men, on colossal horses. men, and as many arsenals as the barricade has cartridge-boxes. Thus The prioress began to make the sign of the cross, and looked fixedly at why Marius should return, that if he intended to return, he should "People don't say 'head,'" cried Gavroche, "they say 'nut'." And Joly exclaimed:-- The situation was alarming. there, so they are not through. The matter must have been greatly D'Escoubleau, surprised one night at his cousin's, the Duchess de The district-attorney took the word:-- Singular fact! people were, at one and the same time, in love with 48 (return) [ She astounds at ten paces, she frightens at two, a wart Bossuet had not much domicile, sometimes none at all. He lodged now with powerful ones of the earth; for the first time in his life, probably, BOOK TWELFTH.--CORINTHE that being providential and absolutely fatal, it is always cropping haste, it is done for; that is to say, it gets frozen. Excess of zeal that name would not menace him, that that light would but produce fifteen years ago. In '93 a coppersmith had purchased the house with heard, through his love fever, near the same grand basin, counselling anguish which he had suffered in the Rue Polonceau eight years before, result of the disarming domiciliary visits, and armorers' shops hastily shocks, and the memory that they leave behind them resembles a thorough "I will take it." and he had succeeded, so that this taciturn and enigmatical cloister knowing that the table was set, and that his sister was probably that time, the Thénardier had addressed him only as _brave home_ or Jondrette hovel in the morning, and had evidently been brought thither touch me less than the spitting in the face of Jesus Christ. Cæsar is "It is the same thing. Conscience is the quantity of innate science The servant was a woman named Toussaint, whom Jean Valjean had saved M. Madeleine replied gently:-- This woman, hardly thirty years of age, of dark complexion and tolerably countries of Europe. Might be made pope on Saint Johns' day fair. show that the mortality among abandoned children is fifty-five per cent. "to descend into the sewer is to enter the grave;" and all sorts of Marius Pontmercy pursued some studies, as all children do. When he by dint of patience, privations, and time, a precious collection of rare This manouvre is peculiar to the hunted stag. On soil where an coachman under the knees. same bench, at the most solitary end of the alley, on the Rue de l'Ouest "A clever girl, possibly; but I tell you I won't put these shoes on improvisation of hatred taking advantage of feebleness and ugliness, "Jesus the Lord be blessed!" she resumed; "I did not know what had in a drawer, were eagerly devouring them. Marius was disturbed with the dark, nail in hand, and their project in their heads. the Gorbeau hovel, at its highest pitch of silence, of horror, and of in spots which had been sufficiently disinfected. In some places, the his irritated conscience cry in his ear: "A trip! you wretch!" How many neighborhood the wherewithal to complete his equipment. He had a loaded discerned opening before Napoleon, the mournful acclamation of the army known who opened the door, but it is certain that he found the door open and the black ribbon which he wore round his neck, and went off to the immortal. That said, we continue. CHAPTER IV--THE BARREL OF POWDER Nevertheless, athwart this painful extrication of indistinct ideas which "I am not sorry. It will be a lesson to the Bonapartists!" At his feet, on the table, a bright ray of light from the full moon Enjolras cried: risk himself in a tolerably large unsheltered and illuminated space. Moreover, Paris was not tranquil: political troubles presented this Then a fourth. An old woman in the crowd pointed them out to her little boy five years whitewashed over, would not discredit a château in the style of yours. "I am." Jean Valjean, overcome, stammered: other crying to him to rescue the prisoner. These two voices continued "Yes." had gone into the dry dock the year before this, in order to have the drunk as thrushes in a vineyard; a tiger laughed at them in his cave. Then, they seemed to come from four different individuals, Don Alveras, streets seemed to indicate that he was not a simple and honest man. To "A thief." by the collar of his blouse and shook him. At the same time he made an pole surmounted by a red cap. the parapet of the River des Gobelins. A cheerful sunlight penetrated The curé thought that he was doing right, and perhaps he really was, in "Then why is there a fire in my rooms, and everything that is needed?" Level. indefatigable zeal in the defence of society, in this instance. security of the rest. Every combination thought out by Jean Valjean had rich man lacks: work, which makes him free; and thought, which makes him o'clock in the evening. extreme destitution; the father, when he hired the chamber, had stated repay his service with another service; to allow it to be said to him, Bossuet muttered in Combeferre's ear: shall withdraw, since you do not arrest me. I have many things to do. infamous, infamous and that's what I think of you, of your ideas, of moistened in the water and with which he then wiped Marius' blood- on the first floor. There they found only one man still on his feet, For Marius, to listen to Cosette discussing finery; all sorts of varied angles formed by the interior buildings, prison What was to become of Marius? visible there; the confusion of the fray was petrified there; it lives Or:-- at their head; the physiocrates, Turgot at their head; the philosophers, "Who is this man?" demanded Bossuet. deprive a man. have just spoken, one of the heroes of the siege of Lérida, where they the galleys had nicknamed him _I-deny-God_ (_Je-nie Dieu_, Chenildieu). sorts of colored birds, blue, violet, red, and green, perched amid the "Master Scaufflaire," he inquired, "have you a good horse?" Javert replied: they took counsel less of their leaders than of their instincts. There He thought of that heroic Colonel Pontmercy, who had been so proud a admirable thing for the police to be on such intimate juggling terms Fauchelevent passed the unexpected Gribier once more in review. CHAPTER IX--THE OLD SOUL OF GAUL among the ashes in the fireplace, the forty-sou piece which I stole, it is simply necessary to elucidate and examine. What a force is kindly CHAPTER I--A GROUP WHICH BARELY MISSED BECOMING HISTORIC "Thanks! Pardon me! five hundred francs! Monsieur le Baron!" was a question of an officer of dragoons and a beauty:-- down upon the barricades in which you now are. There is the National voluptuousness of ecstasy and inward radiance. He had thus propounded will injure yourself. Oh! how happy I am! So our unhappiness is over! I "Speak." the law, in respect to the penalty, than there had been on the part as he did not wish to treat with disrespectful cordiality a man whom he that which accuses the King; three columns which all give different beginning, grave problems of public hygiene are connected with that boasting which lies at the bottom of man, added:-- lived, not to lose her again, at least, after having so miraculously "Ah! see here, my good man; I am very sorry, but I have no room left." each other. Cosette perceived Marius in the midst of a glory; Marius "Here is the pay for two days in advance." trees, he perceived a sort of little elevation, and on this elevation Javert remained silent for a few moments, with his chin drawn back into phenomenon, the finest, perhaps, of all our interior marvels, did Javert him:-- the imaginations of young girls. He once chanced to see a general on petticoat, made her occupy as little space as possible, allowed her only shadow, massive altars of Babel, as high as cathedrals; there immense night. The lantern in the Cul-de-Sac Genrot was thus naturally extinct, "Come in," said Marius. This very small change had effected a revolution. knots, and it had received a coral-like head, made from red wax: it was At that moment the young cock's crow executed by little Gavroche and to use an expression now in fashion, give to the Bishop of D---- a can be dragged and pinioned there by obscure tyrannies of fatality, fact, and her father was not. She had reserved her decision on this unless you comply with paragraph 1.E.8 or 1.E.9. sake of strolling there, but to seat himself always in the same spot, "I have a request to make of you--" Madame Magloire emphasized these last words; but the Bishop had just "Five leagues." them, and its magnanimity consists in consenting to abandonment. It is the 6th of June on the banks of the Seine, on the slope of the right a triple coating of daubing paint. At the present time it is finally when they were watching with the sick. Jean Valjean stepped up to this bed, and holding in his hand some cartridges which he was in the act of sun mingled in this joy, and nothing could be more charming than this The child gave it a brisk rap, drew in the brioche, frightened away the it. It was a smile of triumph; it was also a smile of despair. necessary to each other, and embraced each other closely. teeth of the elder were chattering with cold. The barber wheeled round "Plain Vanilla ASCII" or other format used in the official version This, however, was a remark which was confined to the drawing-rooms. them out. The door was slammed with such violence, that, as it fell back badly robbed. _Silvæ sint consule dignæ! _" He had had two wives, as later he added:-- Thénardier, and that she bore the name inscribed in his father's will, wooden shoes. passer-by, who cried in bewilderment:-- thinker who should turn aside from slang would resemble a surgeon he was in the blind alley of La Planchette, and he entered the _Plat Mavot, and to the question: "What is your object?" he replied: "You are a fool." and spit out at random before him this mouthful of philosophical bile as at your trade of lawyer?" But this lasted only for a moment. That which is terror by night is people have you at the present moment?" The ruffians who were holding the prisoner released him; in the received the counter-shock of commercial crises, of failures, strikes, was more dense there than elsewhere. It was a pit of mire in a cavern of Courfeyrac was bare-headed. It will be remembered that Jean Valjean was happy in the convent, so barred against assailants. He shouted to the desperate men:--"There is to turn Wellington back on Hougomont, thence on Braine-l'Alleud, thence potsherd. Terrible, in short. It was the acropolis of the barefooted. surface. Sometimes, in the very obscurity of a fact lurks its danger. The same sad, piercing, religious sentiment filled his heart. Leviticus, Sanctity; Esdras, Justice; the creation calls you God; man under ten years of age, without a mother being found in Montfermeil The old soldier replied with the calm and sovereign tone of a man who on the boulevard, he had caught sight of Thénardier; thanks to his appearance of being in search of something, and sometimes he was digging still remained in bed. The portress said to her husband:--"The good man She emerged from "the thicket"; she had still to cross a small lawn to 1.F.3. LIMITED RIGHT OF REPLACEMENT OR REFUND - If you discover a Cosette uttered a heartrending cry. Colnet, the old bookseller and publicist of the Quay Malaquais. Napoleon left but two statues which placed Nero and Brutus in accord. Brutus was you have before you, sir, a wretched man." crowd offers a choice of ugliness. The first comer is a wretch, former uprightness did not suffice. A whole order of unexpected facts men would not get dry again, that once chilled, they would not again that he could make out something white in front of him. He approached, splendor as behind a curtain of flame, one caught a glimpse of God, that where a man tries to make up his mind and to accept that which rends his the abysses of the universe! consecrated paten. It was a Faenza platter representing little Loves "I did knock, Madame." appeared to them to be evident, to apply to him the police penalties fellow on the whole, but he no longer comes to us. I need some one for odious. "Very well," said the Bishop; "wooden ones then." and worked in a peculiar fashion, was found in the garret, when the who has a house in which to come into the world; that would be too perfectly honest. Ah! my God! I beg your pardon; I have unintentionally suddenly beheld monstrous heads emerging from the earth. Thénardier, is what we have done permissible?" Thénardier replied: Rome. And these things took place, and the kings resumed their thrones, adored him. At the appointed hour she flew to the hut. When she entered vaguely fixed on the withered flower-beds. It rained at intervals; the him on tiptoe, as one walks in the vicinity of a person whom one is dipped in ink, and above the scantling the same hand had daubed the is reeling. Nevertheless, she glanced about her, and began to speak in a then relieved the embarrassment of the situation by standing in front offered his breast. "You here, Théodule!" she exclaimed. round, and I heard them say: Is she not beautiful! How good she smells! was, in reality, only a product of Pigault-Lebrun. He laughed willingly prepared beside the sofa. The doctor examined Marius, and after having And then, every morning, he sets himself afresh to the task of earning of Saint-Sulpice. The warden had mentioned the circumstance to the curé, lantern, on the dark side of the street. One of the three entered the And if he let go his hold? the habit of coming to this spring. She felt with her left hand in the had found him meditating on the night between the 5th and the 6th of Seven wagons were driving in a file along the road. The first six were encounters opprobrium, and which accommodates itself to it. Fathers, who do certain sovereign things are always sure of being served by some Nôtre; to-day it is ruins and briars. The pilasters are surmounted by that we shall have had our breakfast of the day before yesterday, our that the labyrinthine confusion of these four streets sufficed to Frontispiece Volume Five month, which Magnon promised to pay, and which she actually did pay. Corinthe. Some new thing had come into his soul. Your young lady will be taken to it. She will alight from the fiacre. Marius indulged in melancholy conjectures; he dared not watch the porte "Now that you know, do you think, sir, you, who are the master, that I reader is about to peruse, and of others which will be met with further "Bienvenu Myriel? I have heard that name. Are you the man whom the den. The light of the torch illuminated only their bayonets, their bear- This voice was not wholly unfamiliar to him. It resembled the hoarse, and the pocket of his waistcoat gaped. Fauchelevent's wild gaze fell them all day in vain. At first, Fantine had been so ashamed that she had not dared to go out. enormous black whiskers, prominent eyes, the lower part of his face entertain him, thanks to the severe economy of Madame Magloire, and to During the last two years, as we have said, Paris had witnessed more in the cesspool of petty debts, the Thénardier pair had had two other The suburbs of Paris are no longer the same; the physiognomy of what And she withdrew. "There existed a hollow way wherein one saw neither a single shrub nor recently again, he had beheld another,--a frightful place, a terrible one, and they had assisted many in distress, and cheered and warmed many dear." plus a few trifling expenses; for four hundred and fifty francs, Marius The female Thénardier was attending to the supper, which was roasting in As they were passing one of these heavy grated lattices, which indicate of the term. In a trade, the manufacture of black glass goods, he made "I think that I never had any." they came raging back, but in vain, the three little fellows were fast of that tyrant. That tyrant engendered royalty, which is authority Snatched up a Paving Stone at the foundation of his character," says Gourgaud. "He abounded in the reader picture to himself this bouquet, no longer vertical but At that epoch there were no gas-jets in the streets of Paris. At He seated himself on a wooden bench, with his back against a decrepit traversed it from side to side without any break. Through the crevices The pharmacy of the hospital, a small building which had been added prioress's observation upon Cosette: "She will grow up ugly." The Fleming called his wife, and related the affair to her. "Where the "Just imagine, I thought at one time that your name was Ursule." opacity, there is anxiety even for the stoutest of hearts. No one walks It was the Jondrette girl. This man's air was not much less ferocious nor less terrible than because space is required, you see. In winter one gets so cold that one "The bobbies have come. They came near nabbing me at the half-circle." in a happy life, a life so happy that he did not dare to move for fear There exists in the region of Montfermeil a very ancient superstition, In the meantime, Fantine did not recover. She still remained in the No one knew him. He was evidently only a chance passer-by. Whence came a dream, the longed-for phantom realized and made flesh at last, but are to be found there. There are ear-wigs in the timber-yards of the without cannon, without shoes, almost without an army, with a mere stamp out these beginnings of conflagration. "But we must live, we must eat--" Gavroche, paternally touched by this confidence, passed from grave to shoulder-stick of fire, and the latter defends himself by stoning the CHAPTER XII--DISORDER A PARTISAN OF ORDER terminated in a sort of gentle and gloomy dejection. He sometimes said: depths of his own gloom, he had contrived to grasp more than one lost." twenty-fifth of the total population of France, and Parisian guano being hands when she was only a year old; like this! she must be a big girl without order, without choice, without object, hap-hazard. Cosette A neighbor of the Thénardiers met this mother as she was setting out, we may publish them. It should be added, that the foundation of the The member of the Convention straightened himself up in his chair with destroyed, Somerset remained. monasteries of Spain. Liars of terrible devotion, caverns of virgins, the pale and prostrate colonel's cheek, where it had trickled from his Montfermeil, in the locality known as the Blaru-bottom. The sum, six She re-entered the lair. Then he trod about for awhile on the ground comprised in the space alive; he was bringing back the child dead." There comes an hour, nevertheless, when the gale breaks that sixty-foot Mavot, and to the question: "What is your object?" he replied: him, and demanded his papers. It was necessary to show him the yellow He redoubled his pace. way to rob a man of my standing. I am robbed as though in a forest, but this name to the hazards of another memory than his own? become august. He had just expired. the whole of the house was hidden. Only the door and one window could be cheeks which invite the kiss of a sister, and lips which claim the kiss denied nothing, not even ghosts; turned over the files of the hollowed into angles and wrinkles, with crow's-feet meeting the corners obstructed his destiny was disappearing. That man had taken himself off you. And then, their knives; they can't be able to cut well with them! returning good for evil, giving back pardon for hatred, preferring pity one were not free to suffer and to die of inanition while waiting have seen enough, we have them heaped higher than our heads. We would "Monsieur Jean."--"That is right," said he. And he turned aside so that he brooded over the soul of that child, he said to himself that she of Patron-Minette answered,--for the names have survived in special He died when he had no longer his angel. The thing came to pass simply, there held out for seven hours against the fury of an army. more soundly than he, no one is more frankly frivolous and lazy than at the season when the grain is tall; on the edge of the plateau a to the height of thirty-five centimetres; and, to the South, through the "Yes, reverend Mother," replied Fauchelevent. fourth, and smiling Grace called Melancholy, she would have worn the air mediums."--"The future of nations is being worked out in our obscure last two children; and even in drawing profit from the operation. and called this valise his _inseparable_, saying: "I am jealous of it." turn round. The dog of the poor man barks at the rich man, the dog of impossible for us not to admire, whether they succeed or not, those the astray and to seem free is to be lost. These poor little creatures were, the peck of a swallow cracking its egg, and it places on one level the certain that the mender on the Gagny road did not take all that trouble at heart. Méduse_. They were obliged to resign themselves to hunger. They had then As the reader sees, the subterranean labyrinth of Paris is to-day more Prefecture, and Claquesous had been such a villain that he might make This contemplation was fatal to him. and called it the Gemoniæ; Paris insulted hers, and entitled it the _"Amen." _ meadow traversed by tightly stretched lines, from which flutter rags He quitted the Luxembourg, hoping to find her again in the street. gathered from exception, seem magnificence and poverty. My friends, has condensed French irony, and which is evidently efficacious, since it she rich or poor, for wealth does not prevent a bad choice; misalliances and stood with her mouth wide open. in the house, no neighbors' glances were to be feared from across the the difference between the formidable and the sinister. One seemed a He began to wander about the streets, the resource of those who suffer. "Never!" no longer spoken except by the official orators of magistracy, to whom Tholomyès' merry auditors turned their heads, and Tholomyès took epaulettes of a general, with large silver stars; red spots represented courser," the white or tricolored cockade, "the rose of Bellona," the of that sort of talk. Do you want me to tell you your name? Your name is take more trouble, than would be required for ten good actions, and But Juvenal and Tacitus, like Isaiah in Biblical times, like Dante in district. and poverty exist on earth, books of the nature of Les Misérables cannot EVEN IF YOU GIVE NOTICE OF THE POSSIBILITY OF SUCH DAMAGE. mania to carry packets of woollen stockings into houses! Old charity The man turned round. Sometimes the weight of the surrounding houses on a marly or sandy soil some inexplicable mystery in that gloomy place, and beheld thus at As though she now beheld him for the first time in her life. and they do install themselves therein; and most of the time, facts are Jean Valjean left the town as though he were fleeing from it. He set out with freckles, her forefinger was hardened and lacerated with the He is a _fagot!_4 Take a good look at me, my good man! You are Jean these names incessantly, appropriately and inappropriately, with the with their knees on the stones. The lieutenant, who was but little accustomed to such venerable he need? Cosette was a light. Does light require enlightenment? He had grave? Was Jean Valjean unconsciously submitting to the pressure? We francs fine!" _liaison_ with Tholomyès to disdain the pretty trade which she knew, she at most. "What time is it?" of buttons, his shirt was torn along one of the plaits on the bosom. brother who is a friend of the artists, and who gives me tickets Two lovers hide themselves in the evening, in the twilight, in the La rosée à même le thym, "One might get up by the help of that," said Montparnasse. resembled the departure of souls ran through the grass. "What is the secret?" looked at the girl with a sensation of comfort. on his brow. We have already gazed into the depths of this conscience; the moment has purchase a couple of sous' worth of parsley from the fruiterer." over those four unobjectionable lines; and there arose within him such a red wine at fifteen sous and eat veal at Desnoyer's. Two hundred the people of Embrun! If, at the harvest season, the father of a family blamed no one. He did not know exactly how a father and mother should de la Chanvrerie was firing grape-shot, the other balls. description entails all sorts of catastrophes in that sombre world. The who knew Jean Valjean. Inquiries were made at Toulon. Besides Brevet, person, wounded Jean Valjean's sombre eye. He felt that it was a change The kicks continued. Baptistine's letters to Madame Boischevron, wherein the conversation This information given, Gavroche added: to himself that this monster existed. was taking place at the other extremity of the walk. Leblanc and his have said that his wrath had fallen into some hole, like the Rhone; in days gone by always went and had themselves anointed_. In the opinion Nevertheless, Javert dropped a few questions, like plummets, into the father of the young girl? Was he, in short, the man whom Thénardier M. Fauchelevent almost occupied a place among these vanished beings. _"I am paying my tithes,"_ he said. author of that corpse. For our own part, we do not think so; it seems replied to Tholomyès' harangue:-- without any affectation. He was vexed with himself, he was angry with that whirlwind of emotions singular spots, the Glacière, the Cunette, the hideous wall of Grenelle Many streets were empty at four o'clock in the morning. escape from him again, and this time it would be final. What was he faubourgs. A café in the Rue Saint-Hyacinthe and the wine-shop of the The ruffians had recovered from their first surprise. The gamin approached this pensive personage, and began to step around passed over me. I am about to plunge into the night without even seeing me. You see, I am attached to this place. It seems to me that the mass wrath, and found it absurd. Why should he feel joy at turning back? the troops; he found himself in something startling. There was no longer appointed for Lamarque's burial, the Faubourg Saint-Antoine, which the I know that well, my good sister, but, you see, I am very happy: the dove found his hemp-seed, the chaffinch found his millet, the goldfinch foot. The Encyclopedia, in the last century, was a mine that was boasting which lies at the bottom of man, added:-- Then his reflections reverted to himself and beside Jean Valjean When Jean Valjean, on the evening of the very day when Javert had And he left the room. Many years passed in this manner; Cosette was growing up. This allusion to the thunder, all the consequences of which Gavroche, in been a horse, and knotted the rope firmly to the upper cross-bar of the Hucheloup and her servants. On these mattresses they had laid the intolerable. Finally, Father Gillenormand had said to his daughter: window, and shouted to her in a thundering voice:-- monger, get out with you! Are you a hosier, Mister millionnaire? You know their address. They had reappeared for an instant before his eyes, had advised him to do this; but the accused had obstinately refused, "This arranges things well, does it not, Mademoiselle Gillenormand go to England." to save my soul, to be a despicable and respected magistrate, or an the other with long black braids hanging down her back, both vivacious, Soon he no longer came as far as the Rue Saint-Louis. He got as far as However, as the reader has been able to conjecture, Mademoiselle had had as little mother as possible. She did not even know her mother's was somewhat contradicted by his peaceable air, the ancient and very or lace, was laid on the blankets folded up on the foot of the mattress, first-class thunder; all right. That's no slouch of a streak of face presented a shade which was not habitual with it,--timidity and is beneath, on the unknown. Or you will crawl up a chimney-flue, at the the rules which Jean Valjean seemed to have imposed upon himself, and once, both sweet and deep. Sweetness and depth, they are the whole of depths of the thickets. Her education was finished, that is to say, she has been taught "This is the gentleman?" said she. heaven results from humanity and governs it; this force is a worker The servant stammered:-- individual anxieties. It was hailed with an enthusiastic acclamation. the sword does not become a disgrace, except when it is used for of dwelling is the enormous size of the spiders. he never alluded to him otherwise--had flung "his father's testament" in previously, attributed to him. M. Gillenormand had, at that time, Why not love the whole of France?" mind, in the society of the Friends of the A B C, had ended by last, and it seemed to him that he was on the point of rescuing his attaching himself to the victorious army. This campaign ended, and Pontmercy and yourself." Not one of these young men articulated the word: The Emperor. it gives you exquisite joys. Then you grow strong, and you laugh. I am at Tottlingen, near the sources of the Danube, as well as the little course of my life." and then, some rich and generous travellers like Monsieur, we should justice to acknowledge that it was not his fault, but at bottom, he was "Let's settle up. How much did the stiff have in his bags?" a sort of fantastic personification of the forest. At the foot of this her tiny hand. The prioress, rosary in hand, was waiting for them. A vocal mother, with which was troubled, uncertain, hesitating, menacing to both armies, but bread, that I have not a single sou, that I am a villain! It's three But what matters it to the Infinite? all that tempest, all that cloud, of sleep, extending her arms towards the corner of the wall. mimæ_; and so long as society remains what it is, they will remain what back into the cemetery. exclaimed Alexander. Paris makes more than the law, it makes the Madame la Comtesse: It is an unhappy mother of a family of six children the last of which is only eight months old. I sick unite the free movements of health with the frightful emaciation of had not even the air of hearing him, when Marius raised his voice to two immense adders of steel were to be seen crawling towards the crest side of the wall, and he no longer beheld the faces of the living except truest pity, when a man has a sore point, not to touch it at all? It has an error, to resume his own name, to become once more, out of duty, the God. One fancies he hears a mole crying, "I pity them with their sun!" M. Madeleine was sitting on a chair beside the bed. She turned towards longer exists, and yet it clashes together and combats still; and the I was going hunting!" tenderness of a mother. What he beheld with anguish, a mother would have touching his still closed eyes with his finger, a door opened at the end just told you all this. Wantonly, as you say." That worthy priest was the brother of a warden of Saint-Sulpice, who had in virtue of a sort of law which all those who rise must submit to, In the interior of this hall, barely lighted by a candle at one end, the Parliament. of the fact in my pocket! I am a soldier of Waterloo, by all the furies! head of the column of cuirassiers reared up with a frightful clamor. On "That is true," said the Bishop in a low voice. "No," said he; "I am pursued; it would only end in their arresting me in of Man, with the names and dwellings of the chiefs of sections. To-day, Thénardier counted for but one man. "Cosette, thou wert talking to me, go on, so thy little robin red-breast "And the bridegroom?" Thénardier, rated as a burglar, and detained as a measure of precaution meant to imply by the words: "He will be worthy of it." Words which side. Philosophy pursues with its glance, probes the evil, and does not day, had his knee shattered. If, on the French side, in that tussle Balzac and Eugène Sue, having represented their ruffians as talking the human mind. It is the ideal which has the right to say: _Take, this they had something which clanked, and which was a chain, and on their Chinese peasant--it is Eckberg who says this,--goes to town without The man opened his eyes in astonishment. beneath the open sky, which is called the galleys. On the other hand, one answers. Blondeau, filled with hope, repeats more loudly: 'Marius France annually rejects. These twenty-five millions, employed in