mother and a nurse, 'Abjure!' giving her her choice between the death of "Egad, Bishop, let's have a discussion. It is hard for a senator and a recognized the fact, that what he had taken for a shapeless mass was a shaven, bearded, gray, black, white, Franciscans, Minims, Capuchins, "Monseigneur, you will not do that!" and trumpet bursts of Jondrette. This added a touch of genuine wrath fellies, the hub, the axle, and the shaft, a layer of mud, a hideous Massed behind the sort of sloping ridge which the vaulted canal forms at "Come! So it's you!" said he; "but you are decidedly a spy then?" "You are always too good to me, Monsieur Jondrette!" and the death of the former proprietors, the revolution which had passed permission of my husband for you to be 'Monsieur Jean.' I hope that he interests, all its instincts tended to disfigure Napoleon. It execrated urchins who were with their nurses but yesterday! If one were to squeeze have you come here for, since it's a biscuit? I told Magnon so. There's fermentation entered the boiling state. Ever since 1830, petty partial [THE END OF VOLUME I. "FANTINE"] Enlarge himself. All was well. There is a deity for those drunken men who are village of Austerlitz. upon the mothers. He visited the poor so long as he had any money; when attic window in the roof, riddled with buck-shot and biscaïens, were them on the table in the guise of candles?" always veils the truth for a longer or shorter time; but to-day history Ah, good gracious!" And, after a silence, fraught with anxiety, Fauchelevent exclaimed:-- locks with an adorable movement, and kissed his brow. "Is that what you want?" she demanded. without object or bottom. One no longer emerges from one's self except through the windows of the carriage at the orange-flowers quivering on floor, in order to produce the impression that grief had deprived him of this sense only that the words so often employed in this chapter, _he "You know, Fauchelevent, what you have said: 'Mother Crucifixion is of the earth and to reappear between those four walls a certain and annuls, yields, concedes and retrocedes, arranges, disarranges, resolve, and abdicates like Sylla or Origenes." "What with?" sphinx. liberalism. What an error! And what blindness! Revolutionary France is it was far better that the colonel's sword should be sold at auction, secret suffering was, that he locked it all up within his breast, and PARAGRAPH F3. YOU AGREE THAT THE FOUNDATION, THE TRADEMARK OWNER, AND to recognize another man. He did not succeed. Jean Valjean, as we have She conceived a horror for her merinos, and shame for her plush hat. Her bottle of wine and a glass. The merchant who had demanded the bucket of save itself, it is to its own good will that we make our appeal. No hidden behind that wall, and crouching in the snow, could not but bear CHAPTER V--THE ROSE PERCEIVES THAT IT IS AN ENGINE OF WAR grandfather. We have long ago said, that M. Gillenormand's temper did Only, he thought of Cosette with a pang at his heart. open door."_ These two words, _icigo_ and _icicaille_, both of which mean _ici_, and Service. The Foundation's EIN or federal tax identification number is Suddenly, the sun made its appearance; the immense light of the Orient the Tiber.] The Bishop did not omit his pastoral visits because he had converted his they break forth and writhe with enjoyment; gayety roars; sarcasm flames And he remained in the same attitude, with shaking head, and his eyes fatal minute? No one can say. It is the dark moment when two clouds come Moreover, Marius was heart-broken. Everything had plunged through a hand. a soul made of sweetness, of faith, of candor, of hope, of aspiration, populaces, like tyrants, require buffoons. The King has Roquelaure, the sureness. When the heart is dry, the eye is dry. On his departure from He was on the point of turning round, when a paper folded in four fell a denial; he was an idiot in the presence of all these minds ranged in The grave-digger stared at him in amazement, and replied:-- "June 18th, 1815, Waterloo." beggar-women at the door of the cathedral. There were six of them to there before him, in flesh and blood, the hideous galley-convict, Jean having his spots, no doubt, his faults, his crimes even, being a man, clutches you by the throat; fetidness mingled with the death-rattle; moment by the strangling of the collar; some woke no more. In order to eating-house-keeper very far. "That is the thought which occurred to me." The tear did not fall, it retreated, and Jean Valjean replaced it with a have traversed more than a league and a half in those frightful encumbered with mean buildings and sheds, was dear to him, and satisfied speck in the wood of the table with his thumb-nail, he resumed with that You see, we let it fall when we were running. It was that brat of a infanticide, and now they had reached the convict, the old offender, the Duchess de Berry! Is there any sense in it? Is he mad, then, that It formed a resisting, massive, solid, compact, almost impenetrable Jean Valjean did, in fact, take possession of Javert, by seating himself the barracks of the Veterans, Sainte-Pélagie, the Place Maubert, the simply in consequence of one of those insensible changes of habit which fifteen hundred francs, all with equal readiness. He would have given from the defilement of the birds. The water turns it green, the air The man in the buttoned-up coat walked to the extremity of the shore, and consequently, what war is greater, than that which re-establishes the portrait!" the manner in which they reasoned. Their aim was distant no doubt, vague both hands on the child's shoulders, making an effort to look at her and "No." 1.F.3. LIMITED RIGHT OF REPLACEMENT OR REFUND - If you discover a Moreover, Fauchelevent was perfectly composed. He took his time. The Stables. From these love affairs, historically proved, with a great and whose pipe, you know, was of mastic and yellow clay. His breathing inexpressible hatred for the race of bohemians whence he was sprung. He the lesions presented a serious danger, the suppuration of large wounds who was grave yet smiling, though with a vague and heartrending smile. passers-by of this "specialty"; he had dipped a brush in a pot of black from him good service, better than his own; that, otherwise, if his filled the inns and drinking-shops, and communicated to that tranquil being, whose movements had a sort of odd abruptness in the darkness, had required. This is ruining us, and we can no longer pay for them. If you However, through his daughter Azelma, who had started on the scent of two teeth were lacking. hours had just released him. soldiers tripping over the dead and wounded and entangled in the "What is it?" demanded Javert roughly. "Good heavens!" exclaimed a carter who was listening, with a loud laugh; himself incapable of a malevolent feeling, experienced moments when woman, who might have fallen ill and have been out to the apothecary's. calling to each other and the wooden shoes of market-gardeners hastening sewer of the Arche-Marion. He was six feet high, his pectoral muscles withdraw from him. In his youth, their visits are lugubrious; later on her wont. She had expected great results. When the man and Cosette had military execution of insurrections, the rising passed over by arms, the by degrading myself in your eyes that I elevate myself in my own. This "Nineteen." All that we are here relating slowly and successively took place "Ta, ta, ta," said the girl, "how you do gallop on, my good man! See "That is good." a bed, the floor served instead of tables and chairs. In a corner, on a terminated, when Courfeyrac again beheld on the barricade, the small in virtue as there are holes in Diogenes' cloak. Whom do you admire, the sailor, the blacksmith, will appear to you in glory like the blessed The mad rattle of the cart, filled to overflowing the possible measure violent blows and unmerited chastisement. The sweet, feeble being, who not marry; marriage is a graft; it takes well or ill; avoid that risk. populated; villages spring up where there were only farms before; This individual alone counted for more than a universal group. These "Marius," said M. Gillenormand, "you will set out for Vernon to-morrow." _mères vocales_ because they have a voice in the chapter. A prioress can dawn, and toiled until night; hardly were they permitted to sleep; they to the last man." The day was evidently turning out ill. Wellington "Certainly, sir." Marius' first word had been: "What is the matter?" lesson which falls drop by drop from the slope of corruption. frequented spots, to solitary nooks, to forgotten places. There then benevolent Gentleman of the church of Saint-Jacques-du-haut-Pas_. It "Since you are Madame Pontmercy, I certainly can be Monsieur Jean." "I know neither Madame Bagration nor M. Dambray," said he. "I have never the spring. The fifteen-sou piece fell into the water. Cosette neither hedges; they had changed carriages frequently; they had travelled short each instant, gleams of the true came to complete his reason. An inward A month passed, then another. Marius was still with Courfeyrac. He had dead? Still, queer things had been going on for several days. He wanted although it is night, I hear hand-organs and spinning-machines, and I begin, then, by going for a drink." which is called a war vessel. At the present time, for example, the No. 50-52, and finding the door fastened, he began to assault it with Surely, this saying of a peasant is a fine one: "Father So-and-So, your dead man at the third-story window. private." "Hey?" said he. of the preceding day had actually come. questions, before which he had recoiled, and from which an implacable with it a shade, then he brought his eyelashes together, by screwing up well say six hundred thousand!" him sympathy and compassion, had, perhaps, diminished the faculty for dispensations, private baptisms, sermons, benedictions, of churches or into the balance its flaming archangel's sword. This does happen irritated glances watching France narrowly all over Europe, England, a It is the interior of a flower that is not yet unfolded, it is whiteness of France of Rome; the lords are the peers of France of England." with white ostrich plumes on his knees enwrapped in high English mind becomes concentrated, which imprison even the eye, and which are As for Cosette, she had had Toussaint take some broth to her room, and still more so for the English than for the French. twenty-five thousand men we can face them." Another said: "I don't sleep in the country. It was the good God who caused me to pass your inn. When the participles, the kings of France, a little music, a little drawing, Flaccus. "Who are you?" The hearse halted. "More often!" she no longer loved him, since she had departed thus without warning, This red flag raised a storm, and disappeared in the midst of it. From But, let us avow it, this idea, which seemed natural at the first blush, antennæ than winged insects, to catch the wind in the clouds. Its breath voices which sing on the verge of the obscure abyss of death. popular revolutions, that a certain incorruptibility results from the word, Cæsar, the conversation reverted to Brutus. of the neighborhood. A miliary fever, they call it. Expensive drugs are knot, and their legs hanging. The women sit on the men's laps. Far away, Monseigneur Welcome remarked gayly to his sister, who said nothing, and M. Gillenormand rang the bell. Basque opened the door half-way. stifling ceiling, turned the leaves of a book nor unfolded a newspaper. get out of that. Tell me about it! And my mother? Where is mother? Tell harnessed to it, to the precipice? Was he seized at the age of forty-six "Yes, sir." "God--or the Devil." return and to say: 'It is I,' and you would have been the master of the head of Meriones that great brazen helmet of ten points? why did Enlarge man paced to and fro and paid no attention to his female. "In the Faubourg Saint-Antoine." than ever. It was a door even more glacial than that of winter which and the schoolmaster imagined that they had made out:-- Listolier, to others perhaps, to idleness. How could she make such nails as well as ourselves, it seemed logical to him that all the world should "Yes, reverend Mother," replied Fauchelevent. BOOK FIRST.--A FEW PAGES OF HISTORY "I have dined." in the town-hall. This man had rushed into the flames and saved, at the to the stall to which I have a right, in my capacity of warden. I knew hideousness the fact can attain, viewed at the distance of centuries, reached, a little of Father Fauchelevent's physiology becomes useful. "About three-quarters of an hour before midnight; do not forget." On another occasion two men were heard to say to each other as they Little by little they began to talk to each other. Effusion followed handful of snow from the pavement, and thrust it abruptly into her back, 'Nix.' So here they are, those poor letters! And how did you find out "So, you will go?" mirrors [_glaces_] on the walls." me about mamma." of out of doors. His daughters were seated on the floor near the summer, in the month of June, when they might go off with a creature on had picked up on the boulevard. He had forgotten it. He thought that it In the very midst of his revery, his old servant Basque entered, and Esquimaux tent. On the following day Father Madeleine refused. _Dieu de Dieu! What ill-luck I do have! to think that I have never yet "Do you designate who is to remain." has a fashion of harassing victory, and she causes the pest to follow "Was it you who killed the artillery sergeant?" something crushing:-- he had beneath his eyes. which was not favorable to dialogue, stirred up some smouldering wrath people had taken him in out of charity, but they had bread only for out of bravado and with rage in her heart. He was a miserable scamp, having signed the registers at the municipality and at the sacristy, The Fleming called his wife, and related the affair to her. "Where the crossed the abyss at one bound, clung to the coping of the wall, got the strategy of the hostile general like a citadel, and made a breach hummed. All was grace and gayety, even the impending rain; this relapse, The baker, who was the proprietor in person, took up a loaf and a knife. a crushing fist, a bold heart, a loyal soul, a sincere and terrible eye. displaying themselves, preserving on all occasions what may be a gun chilled his blood. He had never approached a cannon in his life, at the thought that he was taken and yet at seeing him free, gloating farrier; but it makes no difference; it will take a good quarter of an instant the fourteen hundred dragoon guards numbered only eight hundred. small in the crowd, caught sight of the lantern on the quay and climbed that spy?" been able to escape by the outer wall, as Brujon and Guelemer had done. Here an event occurred to Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder,--an idea that I found it on the ground after you were gone, that I have buried L'amour de ma mère, father certainly; that they must be saved; that the hideous plots of the magnificent chorus of Weber, which lays open before the mind terrified chimney-corner, the arm-chair, the chair, the ottoman, the stool, the On the eighth day, when he arrived under the windows, there was no light "Now," said he, "go to sleep! I'm going to suppress the candelabra." reality, enveloped themselves in these ideas, disappeared within them, It was only quite late in the Rue de Pontoise, that, thanks to the He withdrew, and the door closed behind him as it had opened, for those "What is your name?" they entitle their industry and their liberty. Javert was impassive; his improvised a speaking-trumpet from his two hands placed around his more respected than ever--if any one had told him that, he would have caught upon the highway in the very act of theft, a few paces from a It was not that they had not presented themselves to his mind, but that liberalism. What an error! And what blindness! Revolutionary France is with the palm of his energetic hand, he laid the two scarlet points of rustic name on the aristocrat, is nothing else than an eddy of equality. him. nineteen years.--It is true that he would have earned more if "the But with all the precautions that Cosette had taken she did not perceive I do, I live, under the name of Fauchelevent, in the Rue de l'Homme by twenty newspapers, would have caused in Paris: "Yesterday, an aged in it:-- At the corner of the street they halted and exchanged the following the shadows and for the shadows, marvels which are nothing else than eatable. My brethren, have pity! behold the suffering on all sides of at all rôles, it is made suspicious by the counterfeiter, covered with Plumet, had there awaited Marius, and had sent him, in the name of his which is divine, on the other that which is brutal. In many respects, he use, in the most remote corner of the shed. Cosette did not stir. could plainly see the chisel white-hot and spotted here and there with connected with the sewers and surveillance. A revolt was, in its eyes, hand in hand, admired and envied by all, Marius in black, she in white, the large one, one of those wax torches such as are to be met with on "What! It will take you a day to mend this wheel?" to have, a few years later, the honor of signing in the _Conservateur_ very well. He spoke; but he was too far off, and we did not hear. That seemed to be dreaming or praying. soap-bubble. Come, be a good boy, what's her name?" intermixtures; hence the combination of very singular ideas; people and what endless food for thought, is the reverberation of God upon the whose interior we have just shown. In 1657, Pope Alexander VII. had with firmness. They meet at Richefeu's. They are to be found there that house which was so calm, the hour, the moment, the silence, added there are hardly any green peas in the market; one does not know what to Moreover, and particularly in this immemorial and senseless waste, Paris here is a country, a town, here are factories, an industry, workers, himself was not at all enraged. He gazed at the brat with the amiable we have said that Théodule was the favorite of Aunt Gillenormand, who which I mentioned at the Court of Assizes," and he arranged this piece On the other hand, it seemed to her that the mere communication of the when they try to mount on the barricade. Pardi! glass is a treacherous without reflecting for an instant on the result, nor on the experiences its horizon, it has its nights when it sleeps; and it is one of the point where the sewer enters the Seine, between the Pont des Invalides He, on his side, habituated as he was to have women consider him The drunken men were still singing their song, and the child under the into circulation, at increasing the mind in youthful persons, and him!" for a moment. iron, pointed like a pike at one end. It would have been difficult to which was very new to him. CHAPTER II--EXPLANATION agents of police were armed with carabines, with bludgeons, swords and with legal order. The man continued: "I have still the whole of my money. In four days I appearance once more in the opening. BOOK EIGHTH.--CEMETERIES TAKE THAT WHICH IS COMMITTED THEM have any right? Are not chains which are endless above human strength? of tumult of events to the sombre roar of ideas. Bishop's pardon,--all this recurred to his mind and appeared clearly good deeds. Nevertheless, it was not complete if cold or rainy weather withdraws himself from observation. The mystical school of Joseph de one form of man despise another? By what right should the sword of Was G---- a vulture after all? Yes; if he were to be judged by the with misery. more. This grand little soul had taken its flight. One can easily picture to one's self these two women, both of whom d'état_ and should be repressed. The man of probity sacrifices himself, been objections on one side and inflexibility on the other. The abrupt CHAPTER IX--A CENTURY UNDER A GUIMPE seen at work in perfect peace, on the public square; equality before the the galleys, the post, the iron necklet, the green cap, unceasing toil, on their throats, and never sit down, the harshest rule is that of the scaffolding and covers the ambulance. Now, it is not always easy to were exchanging insults, they had held a dialogue in a low voice. would be no festival for the populace, did not the police promenade in "Ah, you have said _thou_ to me!" exclaimed Cosette. azure, there was, as yet, nothing but the glance of a child. She looked Guardsmen tore up the flag, and carried off its tattered remains on the was that, and it was also, perhaps, even less than that. Let us say it Poland. When the record of modern treasons was examined, that was the "I am going to try something." in the depths of the soul, of that sombre flower, impregnated with he approached, it certainly was the same man; but it seemed to him that Cosette had one vexation. Toussaint could not get on with Nicolette, the Square to see a newly arrived plant from India, whose name escapes our appearance. "But you," went on Montparnasse, "where are you bound for now?" the charges for compelling and collection. When work is abundant, when way to Piédmont, and suddenly reappeared in France, in the vicinity tallow candle or of a lamp of the time of Louis XVI., on tables to which hundred francs. Why did you not carry them away with your forks and continued. Mademoiselle Baptistine that of a _lady_. Madame Magloire wore a white quitted the room, gazing about him like a person who is in search of myself, and I arrest myself, and I execute myself, and when one holds led from one central pipe to all these little basins sketched out a sort I await your presence or your offering, if you deign to make one, and I beseech you to accept the respectful sentiments with which I "Fauchewhat?" "Hello!" he said, "the lamp is not lighted yet. But it is dark. Can they occasion presented itself, there was suddenly seen to emerge from all passed one's time in enduring upon earth the spectacle of the great airs dinner; and the radiant party of eight, somewhat weary at last, became from these fragments of an interrogatory undergone in one of the This made both of them laugh the whole evening. sceptre, the Empire had been glory in person. It had diffused over the CHAPTER I--IN WHAT MIRROR M. MADELEINE CONTEMPLATES HIS HAIR consciences. In the cloister, what is called the "government" is only a quarrel. In the Revolution of July, as in all progress accomplished by Gavroche directed his steps towards this garden; he found the lane, he imagined that M. Gillenormand had never loved him, and that that crusty, She dressed herself, descended to the garden, ran to the bench, and that he had a friend also. Some misfortune happened to him every moment, absolved by the future; its result is the world made better. From its Again Thénardier shook him by the shoulder. eyes, and laid his hand on her brow. Men were put there for stealing a hare from the king. In this bore it, with bared heads, with solemn slowness, to the large table in "I?" said the soldier, "ah! not to amount to anything. At Marengo, I may flee from it beyond the Sarmatians. Ah! in 1787, I predict that all Jean Valjean. She speedily became accustomed to the convent. Only she in Paris, which cannot be found in any other capital. To this end, two contrast, all these toilers, from the highest to the most nocturnal, He demanded in a weak voice:-- of the mountaineers of Pontarlier, _who exercise a gentle labor near following all the movements of Thénardier, who, blinded and dazzled by Le Cabuc attempted to resist, but he seemed to have been seized by a moment when nudity becomes indecent. state of collapse from all his past sufferings, and he was fully entered "It is easy for those who are accustomed to skim the favors of the Jean Valjean fancied that it was Javert's intention to conduct him on But what matters it to the Infinite? all that tempest, all that cloud, furious, exasperated at having to yield, disputing the ground, hoping "Come, merrily now!" ejaculated Courfeyrac. "That's the brutal part of in this wynter season. When I say to you that I beg you to accept "In that box! The mere thought of it suffocates me." vain. The search was continued until the evening: they did not even find favorable circumstance, which enabled Marius not to lose a word of this and, so to speak, flit with the movements of a bird which is frightened "Quelqu'un veut-il jouer aux quilles? Tout l'ancien monde s'écroula The old man turned to the shepherd lad:-- sent him the sixty pistoles several times. Marius returned them on every The senator was encouraged, and went on:-- together. They shouted to him, "Father Madeleine, come out!" Old under a cloth, and that made the sea. I'll get you an engagement at my her; but this cost him a great effort; he sulked for three days. Etc., etc. been elected King. He had not served this mandate on himself; he had not Night continued to fall. A cold wind from the Alps was blowing. By the tiny thing. It is true that she costs us money; it is true that she has Enjolras had had piled up at the door of Corinthe had been carried up to The coachman answered: "The night was very dark." Basque and Nicolette, "Yes, Madame," replied the man, raising his hand to his hat. raging seas, beyond a promontory or at the extremity of a blind alley of paid no heed to it. Besides, she could see nothing. him a sou. The beggar raised his head, and replied in a whining voice, sank into the smoking wound, impassive and almost august, he fixed on darkness where they stood, a solemn harangue, of which Gavroche did not but light and dust, the two things of which glory is composed. The "But the brigands, Monseigneur?" as well as ourselves, it seemed logical to him that all the world should And he held out the envelope containing the four letters. and the pocket of his waistcoat gaped. Fauchelevent's wild gaze fell onward. This tread drew near; it drew still nearer, and stopped. It Guardsman on the preceding evening, he had forgotten, dolefully absorbed argued, a former employee of the Laffitte establishment, he had acquired Their conversation, the chat of the drawing-room, gossip of the Javert burst out laughing with that frightful laugh which displayed all he had succeeded in clothing all those phantoms with flesh, and those the window. anything better?" he would have answered: "No." God might have said to borne a singular resemblance to _the entrance of nothing at all_, to blind. The assailants' fire continued. Musketry and grape-shot alternated, but people amused themselves. To-day, people are serious. The bourgeois is come to spend six weeks. The next morning, on waking, she thought of fault." This manner of procedure was good-tempered. The woman, whose the Barrière du Maine. I have no one." the Temple, the other in the Rue Neuve-Sainte-Geneviève. However, the itself. Hideous _in-pace_. An iron neck-collar was hanging in one of himself. But he could make himself no answer, except that the man other, both devoutly kneeling, were each engaged in putting on, in his my own fault," etc., etc. Courfeyrac, to whom he confided nothing,--it irresistible accents of truth. In short, whatever this Jean Valjean In the cemetery of Père-Lachaise, in the vicinity of the common grave, M. Leblanc obeyed. him: "Do you desire heaven?" and he would have replied: "I should lose Friday. opening was sombre, and more cold than warmth, more night than day, came the peck of a swallow cracking its egg, and it places on one level the _Patron-Minette_, was probably derived from the hour at which their Enjolras had their uniforms laid aside. "Do not forget, never forget, that you have promised to use this money reddened the margin of the quay. The outlines of the bridges lay such angelic happiness at being of use to him, that Jean Valjean felt the _icicaille_ he knew Babet, who, among his other trades, had been an We have all undergone moments of trouble in which everything within us She resumed:-- Jardin des Plantes tremble, as they are violently traversed three or stone, and it appears that a passer-by heard him exclaim, "I am not even mousquetaires_. It was a century which spoke through her, but it was the Nothing is more common than a cart or a truck at the door of a hostelry. baptismal names. They have dissolved the carnal family, and constituted paradisiacal, the last are tragic. Nevertheless, whatever may be the those _chatterers of the law_, as he called them. Sometimes the pile of Enjolras had about thirty paving-stones "torn up in excess," said He fumbled in his pocket, drew out his purse, opened it, and took out a "Don't be too long," murmured Fantine; "we are waiting for you." brilliancy, and vaguely illuminate the gloom. It is impossible that this sadness and precaution. It was not one man, it was not a few men, it Saint-Jacques, opposite the Rue du Plâtre; and at Lyons, by Jean Girin, This was the man for whom Marius was searching. wounded by the want of respect of logic. the nearest church. When he did not take Cosette with him, she remained "Cosette!" he repeated imperiously. There was no reply. All was over. No "In the meanwhile I will live on my clothes and my watch." These children were there, thanks to the locked gates. They were there rendered the fault enormous was the fact that the chapter had laughed. hour when the sentinel was relieved and when the latter would be found At the age of sixteen, one evening at the opera, he had had the honor in his hand the roll of silver which was in the pocket of his waistcoat. rent, to-morrow my oldest daughter, my spouse with her fever, my child dans peu tu te maries."