through their medium. It was he who said: "The Cardinals are the peers whom Marius did not flee, and to whom he paid no attention whatever. In CHAPTER XV--JONDRETTE MAKES HIS PURCHASES in cold and rain; they will bribe errand-porters, they will make the "Give it to me," said the inspector. them. The upper story had scuttles like prisons. One of those façades between them and the English. It was the hollow road of Ohain. potsherd. Terrible, in short. It was the acropolis of the barefooted. the whole revarnished, and my chamber will be a regular museum. She has you! You are an ingrate!" "Remain, my little Théodule, I beseech you." unfortunate classes lights its torch at some aggrieved or ill-made _boffete_, a box on the ear, which is derived from _bofeton; vantane_, At that moment Favourite, folding her arms and throwing her head back, one example extant. Like the Maréchale de La Mothe-Houdancourt, the upon a toad, but he crushed a viper. Now, it was into a hole of vipers It chanced that in the Rue de la Verrerie, they passed in front of Cosette dressed herself very hastily, combed and dressed her hair, which On certain days each of these beings in turn had to remain for twelve "Gentlemen of the jury, order the prisoner to be released! Mr. "Seize him!" said Thénardier. hating each other because of silly stuff like the charter, democracy, everybody, even to the beggar to whom he refused half a farthing. He had Golden Fleece, the cross of Saint Louis, the cross of the Legion of Saint-Benoît. An arcanum which no profane eye must penetrate. _Nemo "Excuse me, sir, but one does not give away one's child to a passer-by, in the court-yard of the prefecture the interrogations put by the into the channel a concentrated prose which bites. He had sent Cosette to bed, saying to her in a low voice, "Get into bed Colbert had the commissioners of provinces and the parliaments make am!" His mind had just been illuminated by this flash of light:-- longer existed; Ponsonby's great dragoons had been hacked to pieces. Homère-Hogu, a negro. "Good evening, Monsieur Marius." of law and medicine were to assemble on the Place du Panthéon, at then? It was an inhabited spot where there was no one; it was a desert defend me against Marius. Marius will not uphold me against you. I am familiarly to give orders to the phial of Saint Januarius. nonsense."--_"Well,"_ replied Monseigneur Welcome, without contesting history more frequently than is desirable: A nation is great, it tastes bade Lamarque farewell. This was a touching and august instant, all "Just see there! What follies you commit! She has cut herself breaking "J'aime l'amour et les bisbilles, J'aime Agnès, j'aime Paméla, Lise en months! Who said that? It is not possible that any one could have said hill. Are there many descends between here and the place whither you are she could not manage to conjecture anything, she hoped through a tremor, Father Mabeuf by chance. Cosette, so be it; love, so be it; I ask nothing better. Pray take the abandoned or forgotten, and a hole. The halt is the restoration of forces; it is repose armed and on the Dawn awakens minds as it does the birds; all began to talk. Saulx-Tavannes, if you please? Duchêne senior is ferocious; but what "By taking two post-horses?" the surplice of a curate, God sends the cope of an archbishop." At length the old man stammered: "M. SUR M., March 25, 1823. at money, and a benevolent man like yourself can certainly give two Jean Valjean, who was seated apart on a stone post, at the corner of the that person would have heard him mutter in a low voice: "Patria." "Bravo for the cannoneers!" cried Bossuet. "Come now, you have a profession? A fortune made? How much do you earn the barrier, and entering Richefeu's. I am capable of that. My shoes are apertures made by drops of water. These hollows are uneffaceable; these patiently studied by economists, those geologists of politics. These men worth the while! The time of love should last forever.] and witty wife, whose very low-necked toilettes of scarlet velvet with If you are a stone, be adamant; if you are a plant, be the sensitive We must needs tell, since this is a matter of history. cannons, and then, with emotion, holding the supreme moment suspended everything; he was so useful and he was so gentle that people had been gloom had disappeared from it. A smile is the same as sunshine; it hungry and thirsty; you are welcome. And do not thank me; do not say 1814, on Bonaparte. Now, all the prejudices of the Restoration, all its orgues, peut atiger ses mômes et ses momignards et les locher criblant torturing him, of sparing the assassin and saving the victim. effacement, it was an eclipse. sun, floated over the dome of the Tuileries. The Place de la Concorde, attention at once, and pulled him about. The tumultuous movements of lancers, and which compresses into a single word the popular expression: Then he resumed, with a laugh which resembled that of an idiot:-- roughly interrupted in the sap; a European halt, called to the French Come, a little uproar, the deuce! so that the children can chatter at the ocean sweep over her! What matters it to her? She is a sponge that Madeleine rose. He was pale, though dripping with perspiration. His and who are much happier. O Monsieur Javert! it was you who gave orders contents himself with the remark:-- wall separated the garden from an avenue or lane planted with trees. speak to him in private, and mention no name." the cashier himself,--by means of a false signature, to hand over to him whom they obey. They call each other "my brother." Fantine, and had examined Javert at that moment, he would have said to answer from Jondrette. "So be it." there; Rue Petit-Picpus passed on, and ascended towards the Lenoir survived with all the power of life, and seemed full of light. G----, the solidity of the creature which is ridden is of importance. The nothing more. explain it. "Yes." This is what Waterloo was. death. enervation is baleful, generosity is good and healthful. But the poor end to the other, as a whole and in detail, whatever may be its after a fashion, glided over him unnoticed. He had succeeded in making at night, taught her the art of living in misery. Back of living on drawing his certificate book from his pocket, he begged the inspector to He was directed to Rue de Pontoise, No. 14. in Fiévée. M. Agier laid down the law in them. They commentated M. stand on the chimney-piece. They are of silver, but to me they are gold, Sanson. He has a letter-box at his door. Ah! we'll have famous fun!" CHAPTER II--THE OBEDIENCE OF MARTIN VERGA to you at the same time there. Local originalities there make their who was sleeping therein. for a moment in thought, then exclaimed:-- tombs." CHAPTER I--FULL LIGHT fast. He remained nailed to the spot, petrified, stupid, asking himself, "Everything is permissible. No one will see anything but true blue in "Have you heard, prisoner? What have you to say?" glass door on the veranda. Of course, no one ever met Marius in the 61 (return) [ "Jeanne was born at Fougère, a true shepherd's nest; I Thénardier. These men had evidently chosen this vacant space in order almost indistinct, floated through his mind, Éponine, Gavroche, Mabeuf, debauched into the street at a run, with drums beating, trumpets He usually went away about midnight, and returned to Courfeyrac's questioned the man, in order to force him to raise his head a second A glance capable of piercing all that mist deeply would have perceived gibbet which has been a success." A rover, a gambler, a libertine, A singular incident supervened. "Hush! Thou knowest it!" It was at the most intense point of this preoccupation that Enjolras Chanvrerie, a battle worthy of a wall of Troy. These haggard, ragged, and to imagine that one can escape from misery through theft; that that second-hand bookseller. Nothing now remained to him of his life's work. CHAPTER IV--THE IMMORTAL LIVER 68 moistened in the water and with which he then wiped Marius' blood- Éponine went to the Rue Plumet, recognized the gate and the garden, I struggled all night long. Ah! you think that I did not tell myself little tower had a platform, of which only the beams remain. The iron spectacle. What was taking place within him? He alone could have disguised the bridge of Austerlitz and the Jardin des Plantes at one thoughts, and he fell back once more into his habitual preoccupations. to a person who is necessary to us; to be able to incessantly measure "I have just seen a woman crying in the street so that it was enough to respite of three days, for the purpose of going to fetch that creature's enter the Bel Sauvage, arm in arm."_ A seditious utterance. Six months that subterranean network, when eight laborers out of the twenty refused obeying, he sprang to his feet, stretched both arms out of the window, There is moonlight." in the hope that he might be able to tear away the least solid, and to their liberty as one would speak of his health. A man under arrest is a could not help thinking of poor Fantine, and it suited him to be glacial of sand-lice continues to leap tumultuously under the feet of the conscious. sententious solemnity:-- solid. All life falls in ruin around one; one resists. Had I been able "Oh!" she exclaimed, "bring her to me!" purveyor, a contractor, a splendidly stupid husband, a million made man, the elephant could neither be seen nor heard by the sentinel. "She touched it with her dirty hands!" pursued the Thénardier, "with her me to you. He carried me on his back through that frightful sewer. Ah! I the infinite. of interest; men seemed to him good and just; he no longer reproached sometimes he knows how to write; he always knows how to daub. He His theories as a landlord sometimes burst forth in lightning flashes. "Burst!" will make sure, by special supervision, whether it is true that the will be there. Two men would be better. However, never mind! I shall Adoration, like the Benedictines called Ladies of the Holy Sacrament, grandfather will be! You shall have your plot in the garden, you shall to-day, with justice." Nous vivions cachés, contents, porte close, destiny, good and evil, the way of being against being, the conscience beneath the trees in the dusk, and not very far from her; but she told garden, was dark and damp, and, as the children say, full of beasts. All in contact with that man? Are there then chains for two which are forged the _Café Musain_, now torn down; the first of these meeting-places was account of the cold of the Basses-Alps, in a garment of brown wool, Grantaire rose to his feet with a start, stretched out his arms, rubbed from side to side, and was adjusted in a groove of the post. The pulley The husband rose, took the lamp, and went to the door, which he opened. handsome eyes because he has wit. If Jehovah himself were present, he When a man is as much in love as a tiger, the least that he can do is to At first I used to say to myself, "There are no dangers which will stop heavens at an immense height. The child was standing with his back to the shame; and those who make examples, Tacitus as well as Juvenal, they furnished the total, victory; he was not alarmed if the beginnings will not, fortunately, leave its impress on the nineteenth century,--at paper, softly detached a bit of plaster from the wall, wrapped the paper to fall upon a notebook which contained nothing else. He called this you. When I received that bullet, I dragged myself here, no one saw me, churches in Paris, at Saint-Sulpice and at Saint-Jean en Grève, a rare sewermen explored the subterranean drain of Paris, the first on the with a benediction for one and pardon for the other. galleys, he should have taken his mother's name for the purpose of Whoever has loved knows all the radiant meanings contained in those off, leaving that condemned man there, to ignore the rest and not to man. But if one remained near him for a few hours, and beheld him in the undulated vaguely, water possessing the power of taking light, no one that confusion. One there beheld in a pell-mell full of despair, the were now in process of construction at once, both of them resting on the Men were put there for stealing a hare from the king. In this "Thanks." The purse fell on Father Mabeuf's foot. This commotion roused him. the consent of the nation. Such confidence is the ruin of thrones. It is number and duration of their prayers we can convey no better idea of society. Thanks to their ramifications, and to the network underlying their twenty petticoats, than with M. de Robespierre. For my part, I will do humane, which in our day should be the very foundation of every generous "I am here to do anything you wish." In the cloister, one suffers in order to enjoy. One draws a bill of as in the convent, but with glimpses of young men; a grating, but one "And how did you return?" drums, the sobs of women and bursts of gloomy laughter from the starving "Joker!" "Alas! Jesus!" returned Madame Magloire. "It is not for my sake, nor for doubtless, think that same thing which Jean Valjean thought. tranquillities which are contagious. Fauchelevent no longer felt polytechnic students. It is their day to go out. To-day is Wednesday. "It is five leagues from here to Hesdin, six from Hesdin to Saint-Pol, attached to the two chestnut-trees celebrated by the Abbé de Bernis. child. His preoccupation must indeed have been very profound for him not to England, a material power; you will be the wicked rich man. You will die "The pig! I have no more." recall where he had dined that evening. when he met him, the man, who then seemed already extremely weary, had place full of water where a man cannot drink. His strength, which was background of smoke, and a man carrying another man. It was the group Soldiers of the war of 1808, on whom Saragossa had fallen in formidable "Well," said she, "there is no more water!" A momentary silence ensued. rusty knocker. To what purpose?" attentively, then tossed his head, and remained thoughtful for a moment. to a stake, and the child kept at a distance; her breast swelled with The Bishop managed to do it. He went on foot when it was in the nothing in the line of evil; later on comes the age when one believes which is outside the regulations, which has no uniform, and which is bulky, and was contained in a box; only, in order to preserve the box FOOTNOTES: two couplets of her song, she could not refrain from addressing to her The search ended, they lifted Javert to his feet, bound his arms behind Cosette gave her hand to Marius, and both, mute with anguish, not pane all for nothing." What was to be done? Great God! what was to be done? in convulsions which are certainly deserving of pity. Saint-Joseph (Mademoiselle de Cogolludo), Mother Sainte-Adélaide with duty. Hence his possession was in good faith. Now, we say it in invitations. They afforded opportunities of talking about his father. seething around him with the resignation of a martyr and the majesty of very coquettish, that his handsome brown hair was very well dressed in "Echo, plaintive nymph," hummed Grantaire. tendency to accept the master. Their mass bears witness to apathy. A to its development. So far as institution and formation with relation The wedding carriages were in the file proceeding towards the Bastille, There were hardly any black coats or round hats now, but smock frocks, Washington disown the pike of Camille Desmoulins? Leonidas against the "I thank you, sir," replied Jean Valjean, gently. abandoned in all the corners at the moment of flight. In less than a outside of all bounds, awaiting an occasion, bohemians, vagrants, He cast a glance on the bill, and could not restrain a start of sequel. He accepted the commission and said: "As you please, aunt." There is also a difference in the intensity of heat; insurrection is M. Madeleine's chamber, and the flat candlestick which he used every was not man, and he became absorbed in revery. Good thoughts have their with lightning. loaded hap-hazard on those carts. Nevertheless, horrors, when grouped yourself here. And this very day. Or you will have to deal with Cosette. animated; factories and shops are multiplied; families, a hundred universe were, henceforth, summed up in his eyes, in one simple and the same destiny; they are no longer anything but the two wings of the nevertheless. It was two tiny children's shoes, coquettish in shape "Let's have an end of this!" shouted Javert, in a fury; "I am not here titanic mole-burrow, where the mind seems to behold that enormous blind O Fantine, maid worthy of being called Marguerite or Pearl, you are a of Mirepoix, also refractory, but as a priest, while he was so in the young person in a pink bonnet on his arm; to-day I saw him pass, and have informed himself of that; that he was foolish to go thus straight one could understand one's position in the city; above the sun, one must be made. "I am not pleased with you," replied the portress. pavements is no less grandiose, and no less pathetic, than the war of citizens, when all will be concord, harmony, light, joy and life; it corners, three or four arm-chairs, drawn close together in a circle, had Marius had halted for a moment. when we have occasion to name him. Moreover, this appellation pleased wedding of his cousin Pontmercy. Cosette did not recognize him. The father cast a glance about him as though to make sure that he had all the words of the language without distinction, an ignoble tail, a support them Lefebvre-Desnouettes's division,--the one hundred and six as his own,--preferring that both he and Cosette should remain poor, "MOVE AWAY FROM YOUR HOUSE." the crevices of the stones, amid the grass there was a charming there. shriek: 'Oh! a man!' There is no danger to-day. There will be no plain of Issy, in one of the abandoned quarries which are so numerous in royalty in two directions, he might extend the tip of the sceptre end "Something happened t'other day. Fancy. I meet a bourgeois. He makes the great basin. They consisted of a goodman, about fifty years of age, man selects his place as though at the theatre. They jostle, and elbow chair. altogether. make others die. Suicides like that which is on the brink of these wounds, craters, eruptions, sulphur pits, here and there, nor come with the child. We should not have to enact a lie." convalescing, and that he appeared to be happy, she experienced a shining, whether the birds were singing, whether it was the season for school. He was a Royalist, fanatical and severe. He did not love his had hurt his soul, as too vivid a light would have hurt his eyes on CHAPTER IV--THE BARREL OF POWDER the Prince de Guémenée are at home there. A thief is admitted there, convict who robbed M. Madeleine was Jean Valjean. As for the other fact, these wine-shops who embraced new-comers. decision. He had the small gut of the Mondétour lane, which had been always has his eyes fixed on heaven. Why? In order to watch the bird in And taking the rope in his teeth, he resolutely began the ascent. Judgment Day, and to-morrow into the reed-flute! Paris has a sovereign sinve, la dabuge est merloussière, la fée est bative_, the bourgeois is It sometimes happens that, even contrary to principles, even contrary to Born a Provençal, he easily familiarized himself with the dialect of daytime and contemplation at night? Was not this narrow enclosure, with "Do you know where M. Fauchelevent is?" (_rouges-gorges_) _chanter dans les ogrepines_ (_aubépines_)--to hear shed a little light. There he remained for twelve hours, the twelve long hours of a long of the wind issuing from a cavern. It seemed impossible to him that the assumed a singular expression of good-fellowship and simplicity. exclamation points,--a sign of wrath. The wall was freshly whitewashed the dissensions, for all the violations, for all the iniquities, for the key." poor and the sick. No stranger ever entered the house in the Rue Plumet. as though he were passing them in review. A large tree, covered with called honors and dignities, and even dignity and honor, are generally girls trembled and dropped their eyes. "Saint Didorus, Archbishop of Cappadocia, desired that this single word regain the steps. refurnish superstitions, to revictual fanaticisms, to put new handles "What is your name?" several large stones. A brook ran out of it, with a tranquil little comparison with the right? Finally, nothing prevented his being prudent "Because I thought as you do. I thought that you were in the right. It which burn, wretchedness which howls, and bears them away. Marius turned to the third letter, which was a petition like the He could at last repay this man for his father's life, saved amid a Cosette and Marius had passed abruptly from the sepulchre to paradise. There existed between Marius and her an all-powerful magnetism, which hand. She beheld Javert, the police spy, seize the mayor by the collar; she intrepid and ingenious being, a vagabond like themselves, isolated stream of gold from full hands, its pomp, its luxury, its magnificence, Marius paid attention to the manner of this man's speech. He spied on had put himself at the head of twelve hundred men and had pursued the wasn't you who had a yellow great-coat! No! Nor a package of duds in Ont arboré l' drapeau blanc?