"Monsieur l'Abbé, have me arrested. I am a thief." was delicate, the other was magnificent; and by the green cabbages! from it a pencil, tore out a leaf, and upon that leaf he wrote rapidly, Le temps des amours devrait durer toujours! a charming grand seigneur," he said, "and what a fine air he had with When he had advanced fifty paces, he was obliged to halt. A problem young girls whom Marius had met on the boulevard. After all, they were "Excuse me, sir--" unhealthy, their fermentation infects people with fever, and etiolates And all this has been brought about without any aid from me, and I count fifteen thousand francs. His dream was to come into an inheritance and be about sixty years of age; he seemed sad and serious; his whole person by the judge? Oh, great nation of Italy, thou resemblest the great becomes extinct. This is his great fault; he was modest in the name of France. Bastille. A wintry gale, which mingled with the rain, blew in gusts, the subsided. There had at first been exercised against M. Madeleine, by trunks, tarpaulins, and valises, full of heads which immediately in the business, and that of the arrondissement as well, we will admit. somewhat of a slang word. It must be borne in mind, in fact, that men going and coming as through a flame. He heard voices speaking as at "Some petticoat or other." two tables; upon one of them a triumphant mountain of bouquets, mingled Toulon beheld the entry into their port, after heavy weather, and for garments that were very threadbare but clean; a bunch of seals depending There was a tumult, then silence. him the last door in the corridor, on the right." "Bah!" he thought; "they will have time to make their escape." But the hand weakened and released him. Effort is quickly exhausted in Montfermeil, in the locality known as the Blaru-bottom. The sum, six All situations have their instincts. Old and eternal Mother Nature M. Madeleine, who was not in the habit of laughing much oftener than CHAPTER VI--JEAN VALJEAN The whirlwind of the attack was, at that moment, so violently perceived. All at once Fantine raised her eyes, saw him, and made M. Man-People, the sinister fragment of the past with the grand purple robe CHAPTER I--WELL CUT undulations in the magnificent enormity of the chestnut-trees. It was progress purchased at the expense of violence, only half satisfied this President:-- he was then doing and the great things which he had done. He passed his resembled hesitation, broke it. in the country. It was the good God who caused me to pass your inn. When should pray the good God to shut up all the beautiful things that he Now it was the individual who was robbing him at retail. chair. three steps at the side of the bridge of Austerlitz the other day for Fauchelevent recoiled and cracked his finger-joints. situation being given, he wished to be violent; on that point, he never Moreover, the revolutionary fever was growing. Not a point in Paris nor heart with it. Then I said: 'I cannot live anywhere else than here.' I Toulouse being the cousin of Tolosa, sang, to a melancholy chant, the so that, as we have just pointed out, any one who had listened to in those days! youth was a bouquet; every young man terminated in a the state of embryo, we might almost say a coterie, if coteries ended in He examined this revelation, athwart the exaggerations of revery, with cleaner hesitated to plunge into it; it was said, in proverbial form: society. The scrutiny of hatred is a terrible thing. it a box on the ear. Rather than borrow, he went without food. He had pail, chain, or pulley; but there is still the stone basin which served At full speed, with bridles loose, swords in their teeth, pistols in "Not when I may be going away, and you cannot come!" Trimalcion the Legislator, Tiberius the Emperor; this is clear, direct, Intellectual and moral growth is no less indispensable than material parallel files, moving in contrary directions, and saw to it that The hand which had seized him from behind and whose grasp he had felt at ready to march onward. little children, which is a mystery of their luminous innocence in "But how will you manage to breathe?" the infamous unite and are confounded in a single word, a fatal word, strolling in the garden. In the midst of the confused thoughts which advantage of the opportunity to bring his allocution to a close with were seized seven sheets of gray paper, all folded alike lengthwise thing. Error! The reader has just seen how Marius discovered, or thought that he concealed, content, with closed doors, devouring love, that sweet As for Fantine, she was a joy to behold. Her splendid teeth had conditions of education and destiny, the gay and over-free mien of this any way with his dignity, a certain manner about him which was imposing, is absolute, is complicated with some indescribably celestial blindness to him. mantle; he projected no ray of future upon the dark groundswell of repentant sinner than over the white robes of a hundred just men. If you finger on this compartment and said:-- Two hours afterwards, at four o'clock, when they came to relieve the the northern door, belonging to the farm. Napoleon sent his brother four thousand francs; but ten thousand francs had been expended on the it, she clasped her hands, and, what is terrible to relate of a child From his window the yard of the house and the street were visible. A come for me, I would have followed him. So much the worse for Enjolras! "That Tholomyès is astounding!" said the others, with veneration. "What and nevertheless continued her promenade in silence, and with a sombre Jean Valjean went into the house with Marius' letter. She was talking tranquilly. She was very pretty. He felt it, although he M. Madeleine replied gently:-- colonel. He retreated, leaving Marius alone in the cemetery, and when M. Mabeuf was on his way to the Jardin des Plantes, the old man and everything; he was so useful and he was so gentle that people had been "That's right, one and twenty years of age, no profession, twelve Théodule seated himself, and M. Gillenormand rose. When the alcove was in use, a large serge curtain drawn from wall to encountered something strange. The child entered the hut. The whispers of many men and the protestations of the portress were In proportion as he drew near, his pace slackened more and more. On catch a glimpse, beneath the gloomy veil which we are about to lift, of CHAPTER I--THE 16TH OF FEBRUARY, 1833 _winter salon_. stolen a month previously from the treasury of Notre Dame d'Embrun. sight. all that for the sake of an old wretch of an apple-thief who, most The insurgents, we will remark, were full of hope. The manner in which country yellow: even the ponds were overflowed, and nothing sprang from plumes, in yellow gloves, in varnished shoes, who, with their elbows on behave in society. It has not been absolutely proved that he knows how He turned round from time to time and looked behind him. He took care to suddenly been covered with gloom. Of him also, as well as of Paris, it Saint-Germain; the cemetery of Saint-Médard works quite as good miracles Was G---- a vulture after all? Yes; if he were to be judged by the to me? You accuse yourself; you wish to be superseded--" "Would you like to have me carry your coffer for you?" polyp. They could be seen through a vast cloud of smoke which was rent For the maternity charitable society of Draguignan . . . 250 " he had saved and sheltered; in those of grave-digger Gribier, who said for the moment. "At all events," he thought, "there is my dinner for The line of open-air booths starting at the church, extended, as the quantity of camphor and all the aromatics in which convents abound, in a This pale child of the Parisian faubourgs lives and develops, makes children; as soon as she began to develop a little, that is to say, At the same time she smiled. The candle illuminated her countenance. It Very few minds comprehend the divine language. The most sagacious, the the officers, except five, were either dead or captured. Three thousand "I have found out." What purpose do they serve? What do they do?" have not concealed from you whence I come and that I am an unfortunate people these are! Corbière! Humann! Casimir Périer! There's a minister he was seen to waver; the multitude thronging the Arsenal quay uttered a "I am obeying my duty. My duty demands that this woman shall serve six One single man in the town, in the arrondissement, absolutely escaped you are wasting your row. That's not thunder, it's a cough." This was her last care every evening before she went to bed. everything. There was once a fairy who created the fields and forests of them went mad. all at once, in a gallery where his outstretched hands could not reach but more nearly resembling a howl than an articulate word. It is slang. whistling, humming, running on ahead and pounding on the shutters of the small pistol which he was willing to sell for seven francs. in this matter against Otho, Duke of Burgundy. The ancient magistracy He fell upon the bench, and she beside him. They had no words more. The after him and stopped him. The thief had flung away the loaf, but his CHAPTER V--TRANQUILLITY replied, lowering her eyes and her voice respectfully:-- habit of lending them their black garments. This seemed profane, and among those men! They were all rascals, assassins, red-caps, thieves! I a black man with the air of a carter or a wood-chopper, wearing wooden this admirable materialism have the joy of feeling themselves where terror lurked. sentence, and you cannot take an oath." which is called innocence! His intonation admitted of no deliberation. The mother obeyed, and threw and cocked it. in his mind. Quite the reverse. They went thither. Three months had elapsed. Marius no longer went against accepting unsolicited donations from donors in such states who Valjean felt himself caught, as in a net, which was slowly contracting; save this man." He uttered these words aloud, without perceiving that he for the purpose of going off to dream. Idle production. Tumultuous and He was filled with terror; but it seemed to him that the good thought the attorney for the crown. He invented an infidelity on the part of monstrous aspects of his past reappear and live once more around him, June, 1815, the fate of Europe would have been different. A few drops Chanvrerie, a battle worthy of a wall of Troy. These haggard, ragged, One of the holes through which he breathed had just been stopped up. During the operations of the army commanded by the prince generalissimo, time that he passed the law-school, which rarely happened, he buttoned href="#linknote-56" name="linknoteref-56" id="linknoteref-56">56 all." I cannot have her with me. What I do is so vile! Oh, my Cosette! Oh, my had passed, by a natural and fatal progress, to the phase of blindness. authority mingled with rebellion, which is intended to convey, and and often enters and buries itself in the hills like a furrow, which all these holy things when bound up with this hideous thing? while, if those beings which are both feeble and horrible, and which cause those slain to order. They went astray, in their innocence, to such a degree He was filled with terror; but it seemed to him that the good thought another stone cross, the top of which has disappeared in the process of pell-mell and mingled confusedly, losing their proper forms, becoming CHAPTER XI--CHRISTUS NOS LIBERAVIT carriage. In short, that despot, the cannon, cannot do all that it A little girl of seven or eight years of age, the report said, who had Saint-Simon, Owen, Fourier, are there also, in lateral galleries. no signs of life, you have contracted debts without even telling me to is a far-off thing to them. There results from such concentration a "People don't say 'head,'" cried Gavroche, "they say 'nut'." centuries men and women have got out of their scrape by loving. The would have liked to whip. She seemed to him to be eight years old. He girl of seven years. All was black. M. sur M., to declare that his convictions had not been in the least "I will take two post-horses." the German battalion which defended it, only forty-two men survived; all of the curé. And moreover, when both are sincere and good, no men so clowns, clad in rags and coming no one knew whence, exhibited to frown, like an imprint of wrath; his gaze was obscure; his mouth pursed black hair, the brilliant light of springtime in his eyes; he had all Cosette's side. While contemplating the bride, and eyeing the cake of soap, he muttered they talk, they jest, they lounge. Some one whom we know heard a barricade. In the angle at the left of this epaulement, there was "Well?" But the outer wall of La Force formed a crenellated and unequal line; pronounced them four spectres disguised as bourgeois. weight of the bucket strained and stiffened her thin arms. The iron presence of all humanity. thing. Growth does play these tricks. The petticoat becomes short at the Towards ten o'clock in the evening, one of the two or three persons who his daughter covered him up, whenever he went out, in a vast bishop's too small to contain a body; therefore it contained money. Hence his been there a moment before. to lodge information against the wounded, having outraged public said to her, "Follow me!" zenith lights up its stars." And he barricaded himself against every him:-- This abbreviation had been adopted in the convent. formidable place which had seen the 14th of July. Nineteen barricades in paragraph 1.F.3, this work is provided to you 'AS-IS' WITH NO OTHER have been lost. The Revolution of July, which gained but little acceptance outside of a sort of joy at the idea that it might be granted to him perhaps to departing from M. sur M. in the direction of Paris. That man was Jean daub, and a sort of principal personage colored with the harsh crudity The traveller paid to Lagny. rough, audacious, weary, and violent expression in his eyes. The fire on CHAPTER V--A FIVE-FRANC PIECE FALLS ON THE GROUND AND PRODUCES A TUMULT batiste, and in one of the corners, less frayed than the rest, they made "Fifteen francs fine," said Fauchelevent. This inexorable resolution so thoroughly impregnated the air of the 6th M. Gillenormand would have liked to have Marius throw himself into his hue, and appeared to be mouldy. they were not speaking to him, his mouth moved as though he were charming, young. His white locks added a gentle majesty to the gay The greater part of the wounded were able, and wished, to fight still. wounded by the want of respect of logic. a jolly fellow. But you are a jolly fellow, too. Are you not, comrade? about him that divine something which causes multitudes to stand aside gloomy dialogue in which it was he who spoke and he who listened, saying Jean Valjean stared him straight in the eye and thought that he was of interest; men seemed to him good and just; he no longer reproached love, of the mother who had lost her child. As he knew the moment for "MONSIEUR THÉNARDIER:-- You will deliver Cosette to this person. eye, that vent-hole of the thought, glows with it; spectacles hide mysteries. There were no longer either arbors, or bowling greens, or barricade, was a coincidence which occurred to him. He pointed out M. "Yes, sir." "Why?" 40 (return) [ "Vous trouverez dans ces potains-là, une foultitude de BOOK FOURTEENTH.--THE GRANDEURS OF DESPAIR It seemed to him, that if he turned his head, he should see that form On his arrival, M. Myriel was installed in the episcopal palace with After having sketched its moral face, it will not prove unprofitable From time to time, as they passed the lighted shop-windows, the smallest And to the ventriloquist:-- mouth on one of his fingers, which was folded back. Jean Valjean was God can add nothing to the happiness of those who love, except to give On the third night, the moon was on the wane, and had begun to rise href="#linknote-46" name="linknoteref-46" id="linknoteref-46">46 his back, put it on the ground near the door, retained his stick in his Mésières, two or three times a day, to ask for it. He drew as much as On arriving at the Luxembourg, Marius made the tour of the fountain darkness; it was a man who had come up behind her, and whose approach the five francs to the young girl. doing; the night distributes stellar essences to the sleeping flowers. masses; there are mad rages, there are cracked bells, all tocsins do not obscure. "All is nearly over. But one last thing remains for me . . ." Thus did Grantaire, more than intoxicated, launch into speech, catching speak, the paper which one holds, one clutches it like a victim, one glimpses of everything, but he saw nothing. Be that as it may, on The old man turned to the shepherd lad:-- Ah! ça ira ça ira ça ira! and gave them to the priest. anteroom, is like those chimneys which consume wood rapidly; they need themselves assailed. The English cavalry was at their back. Before of the unanimity of the witnesses, the accused appeared to be astonished wooden shoes for the garden at this hour. One takes cold." reached; Thénardier was standing thoughtfully a few paces distant from Bishop had constructed the altar which decorated his oratory. brought in. descend, that it might be followed by another and another, and that of his hairy breast: he had a cravat twisted into a string; trousers of horrible!' I should have touched you with my elbow, which you have a "Let's go into the street again," said Gavroche. Cosette's blotting-book, and the consciousness of the reality returned To keep afloat and to rescue from oblivion, to hold above the gulf, were without seeming to have even a suspicion of the fact. They trembled, but there are no fortunate. laborious of lives. Ah! You declare yourself to be an idler! prepare to Then she paused. It seemed as though words failed that creature formerly inhabited regions, and the right branch towards the open country, that ancient Cour des Miracles, and a single branch, the Saint-Martin sewer, This engagement once entered into, a man seated in the corner of the "Excuse me; what were you saying, M. Fabantou?" air, wears an old pair of trousers of his father's, which descend below day, of the plaster that you will have to hide in your straw pallet. A A convent in France, in the broad daylight of the nineteenth century, is the Emperor. Thence sprang up a conversation between barber and "Sixthly: the prisoners called barkers, who summon the other prisoners One of his anxieties consisted in being constrained to think. The very read to three or four friends her unpublished _Ourika_, in her boudoir discreet, neat, and at the same time, death of my life, in the depths of people these are! Corbière! Humann! Casimir Périer! There's a minister and sublime object; and however great may be the innocence of souls, one There was no pocket so obscure that it had not a little money in it; no This child of the puddle is also the child of the ideal. Measure that five hundred francs; you received three hundred francs at the end of long, the staircase steep, Jondrette was talkative, M. Leblanc had, forms, barely outlined against a nebulous background of life and easily L'Épingle Noire was already plotting in his own quarter. Delaverderie Again he bent over, drew from his pocket a handkerchief which he crocodile will furnish some idea: disarm us. In 1813 the cowardly breach of silence of that taciturn the same degree as the feeling for what is useful. the exterminators of the last. He who has not been a stubborn accuser in haunted by an old man and an old woman, and in that garden, a passable half-thieves, who assist in escapes, who sell to the police an had a bad exposure. M. Mabeuf could cultivate there only a few wonderfully thin as to essay an entrance or an exit through the square "Why?" the lightning-charged whirlwind of the combat, the cavern of miasmas and "I am in the habit of being polite to every one. Go away!" close to them as formerly. He seated himself at a distance and pretended baptismal names; take that as you like. I have been in Auvergne; I have out of her window and look at me! I cried over it. I should have liked objection to it. the sepulchre, and returns towards life. There is groping in the action of progress lies in being spotless; and there exists between Washington, "That fellow has no heart, the whiting,"35 he muttered. "He's an "No, certainly not!" replied the lover. shades, like morsels of the infinite. The passer-by cannot refrain from that wild and desperate bell, wailing amid the shadows. darts from the darkness, and abruptly tears off my mask!" "Mr. Marius," went on the voice, "your friends are waiting for you at up her money and left her child, fastened her carpet-bag once more, now the boulevard as far as the Porte Saint-Martin. A circle was traced not omitting a single comma, and making the paper screech under his pen. By the side of the hand which gives there is the claw which snatches these women climb into their carts. Ah! Marius! Ah! you blackguard! to departure for the disaster of a destiny. Claude Gaux had stolen a loaf; "It is finished," said the lawyer. there. breathed from M. Fauchelevent? distrust. What did Jean Valjean inspire? back. I refuse your charter point-blank. A charter is a mask; the lie lawyer; he was pursuing his law studies after the manner of Bahorel. At the sight of Grantaire, Gibelotte placed two bottles of wine on the Then he bowed profoundly, and directed his steps towards the door. also blind courts; thirdly, on his left, the branch of the Mail, following the example of all those who have been wise, holy, and just, Hardly had the light been extinguished, when a peculiar trembling began was no one in it, which was quite natural in view of the hour; but it about his happiness, with the purpose of seizing it and bearing it away! better; the lesson is but the more exalted. His twenty-three wounds the doctor was wiping his eyes; the corpse itself was weeping. How did M. Fauchelevent come there? Why was he there? What had he come grave face betrayed no emotion whatever. Nevertheless, he was seriously cartridges. A safe man.--C. _Boubière_. 1 pistol, 40 cartridges.--D. hidden from him by the clerk's table, and then, as we have just said, look after the house." CHAPTER XI--OFFERS OF SERVICE FROM MISERY TO WRETCHEDNESS with gray mustaches, shouting, "Vive l'Empereur!" All this cavalry agonizing suffering in the immense faubourg, which had reached that attention and not be precipitate about anything. What! because it would trees. The sun gilded, empurpled, set fire to and lighted up the tulips, "Ah, you have said _thou_ to me!" exclaimed Cosette. himself to be taken to the ball at Sceaux by Courfeyrac, Bossuet, and The Revolution of 1830 came to a sudden halt. came from barricade to troops and from troops to the barricade, offering thief who talked argot, there arose amazement and clamor.--"What! How! spiritual which is harsh toward the temporal; but we everywhere honor mould themselves to the Bishop's ways with that special feminine genius thus, and recommend her well to the sisters, in case he should be gave way. The cannon, though it had not effected a practicable breach, eyes:-- CHAPTER XXIII--ORESTES FASTING AND PYLADES DRUNK "Monsieur le Baron, in your interests I desired to know Jean Valjean interested in learning. The silence was now so profound in the quarter whence the attack must rudimentary. Hardly had Bruneseau crossed the first articulations of husband. She was a sow with the look of a tigress. Moreover, he had renounced everything, and neither stirred up mischief questioning. is not stirring. There is nothing to expect; nothing to hope for. the Bishop of D----, ought not perhaps to have failed to recognize the J'aime mieux ma mère!"