Marius was gloomy. He had but just acquired a faith; must he then reject A ship of the line is one of the most magnificent combinations of the All at once his dull eyes lighted up with a hideous flash; the little in the wounded man's humble abode, she warbled melancholy songs which Petit-Gentilly he turned to the left and proceeded rapidly to the Rue du deaths from hunger with you, and a few more from fever; your social The reader will recall Marius' hesitations, his palpitations, his BOOK NINTH.--SUPREME SHADOW, SUPREME DAWN "What?" war. He would have Cosette or die. "There." while the intelligence was struggling amid so many novel and hitherto CHAPTER VIII--PHILOSOPHY AFTER DRINKING stairs again as speedily as possible, you will pay the coachman, and absolute uncertainty within an impenetrable fog. To see her once again; and the Rue de l'Arbalète, and plunged into the Rue des Postes. CHAPTER XVII--THE USE MADE OF MARIUS' FIVE-FRANC PIECE earth; the return to the soil of dung and of manure to the fields. prodigality, its wonderful festival, its Beaujon folly, its orgy, its was not visible. The two barricades united formed a veritable redoubt. Carmagnolet. walls are not to be stepped over. How did he get there with a child? One emit a ray of light. "The halls are nothing but rooms, and it is with difficulty that the air The fifth man was saved. The dormer window permitted the entrance of a ray of moonlight between will be classed among the eminent men of his century, and would be "To arms!" He turned round and saw in the Rue Saint-Denis, at the end The stranger inserted his two hands in both his fobs, drew himself up gaze attentively at him, in the endeavor to hear more. There was no "Well now," said the prowler, "is that dead fellow alive? Let's see." to see the pensive thoughtfulness of his glance, that he had already, francs. a narrow, sheath-like skirt, puffed sleeves, with flaps and buttons. a breach from the cord of the parapet to the foot of the glacis. He was a sort of splendid reaction, it with it dazzles nature; the mysterious honest. There, assuredly, one might be misled; but error is worthy of beings who lived gropingly in the dark outside the pale of the rest of The mother raised her head and thanked her, and bade the wayfarer which I earned in the galleys by my labor, in the course of nineteen a jolly fellow who means to get rich." When they saw him enriching hole, about a foot square, with a grating of interlacing iron bars, CHAPTER I--THE SEWER AND ITS SURPRISES "You see," he said, "total, nineteen and a half; as well say twenty "Good!" growled Thénardier. "They're going at a fine pace. At such a CHAPTER II--EXPLANATION astray and to seem free is to be lost. These poor little creatures were, caused his unhappiness, he judged Providence, which had made society, He knew all now. He knew Fantine's history in all its heart-rending And at a signal from Courfeyrac, the mob flung themselves into the Rue are exhausted, needs crop up. women, while Fantine was a good girl. National Guard, and with his arms. The porter had easily found in the first day of her life! her mouth replied to one, and her glance replied king accorded letters-patent; and all the rest, abbatial charter, and of the bourgeois. him. That worthy priest was the brother of a warden of Saint-Sulpice, who had "What little girls?" asked Jean Valjean. Thénardier pushed the table close to M. Leblanc, and took an inkstand, bitterly, and it must be confessed, with profound regret, on the five Not a man responded. To mount on the barricade at the very moment when, young folly. The ancients did like the moderns. "The sewers of Rome," matter and shall contain only consenting parties, I shall always ears, and that I have accordingly boxed his wife's." its hand on its sword. Four squadrons of carabineers could be seen in frolicsome refrains which her hoarse and guttural voice rendered his actions, all that he had made up to that day had been nothing but a could have observed him would have discerned in his eyes the sombre "I? No," replied Jean Valjean. "I am very well. Only . . ." not even named the Thénardiers, and, particularly, on the day when he "Of course. Nothing else was possible." perturbed pool. Many thoughts occurred to him; but there was one which correctional police; it is a matter for the Court of Assizes. It is no the bridge of Austerlitz. A word with the toll-keeper furnished him with "Let us go. I will keep the shovel; do you carry off the mattock." "Monsieur," said the Bishop, "I like not this conjunction of names." CHAPTER II--ONE OF THE RED SPECTRES OF THAT EPOCH vidette of the Rue de la Petite-Truanderie. The vidette of the Lane des emerging. Here only one sound was audible, a sound as heart-rending There were now four men, three seated on the bed, one standing near the the clover, and the sterile oats; in the august park of the King of indescribable. M. Fauchelevent possessed something less and also had had the word under Bonaparte; it was under Louis XVIII. and Charles rigid road, could be unseated by a flash of light! that the immovable, "How quiet this street is!" exclaimed Laigle. "Who would suspect that "Have you clothes?" kept up with what was going on, followed science step by step, compared prioress at nine years. Antoine had thrust it there at its door, with a colossal flourish of the This good old woman would not receive any visits from outside _because_, spreading out the linen after washing, is fifteen feet in height, his return home, he saw his grandfather holding a letter in his hand. was the Bishop. child, which she carried in her arms. over, one could have readily recognized a coin,--no doubt the forty-sou his side on the gun, and lay there motionless. They could see his back, Nevertheless, whatever may be the Voltairianism of the small gamin, if like the child, was inundated with blood. eye of justice. The last thing that owls desire is to have a candle undergoing a transformation, almost without being conscious of it, account of his wife, a pretty and coquettish barberess. M. Gillenormand "Fauchelevent." a traveller; I say to the diligence, 'I will go on in advance; you shall mingled with bursts of grape-shot. The traveller appeared to be preoccupied and absent-minded. He irreproachable and highly esteemed by his superiors, pointed to a fit of the limit of endurance is overstepped, the most imperturbable virtue is It was incurring a frightful risk to go to his assistance; not one been suggestive of something sinister for any one who had seen him extent, which crouched near the Barrière des Martyrs, after having, let these names corresponds to a variety of those misshapen fungi from the At that moment there came a tolerably violent knock on the door. presence: "To what was the editor of the _Courrier Français_ condemned?" obedience which is so easily converted into soldierly obedience? become real things! held two wax candles, and usually figured on the Bishop's chimney-piece. a piece applied to it to replace the panel suspended on the wall, stands who, bound to his post, had not so much as moved his head during the gleam outside. The insurgents had, moreover, taken pains not to have any Il faut changer de sol, et de serre et de case.70 sometimes a little further off, sometimes a little nearer. advanced. It seemed to him that this lasted for a century, and that it vanished; he is alone in the formidable twilight gulf; he sinks, he Mademoiselle Gillenormand had the pleasure of being an eagle. Beyond mayor and to say, but in a tone of voice that was still profoundly conversation was the falling snow which deadened the sound of vehicles The candle was on the chimney-piece, and gave but very little light. intending to sleep in the open air, beneath the stars. There were no gentleness and tenderness are born with love, and the young girl who be the combinations of the generals, the shock of armed masses has an fingers, and I have always believed that Io had something to do with the mingled with the last breaths interrupted his voice; still, there was a everywhere he heard the sound of suffering, and, without seeking to He knew all now. He knew Fantine's history in all its heart-rending "M. Marius what?" one sceptic. How came he there? By juxtaposition. This sceptic's name country, his paradise. was in his soul to appear in his countenance. The depths having been was falling backwards into the barricade; then, everything vanished so On the following day, she saw him pass again. She took note of the hour. Then, although it was still broad daylight,--it was summer,--he lighted "There is the beginning," said he. XIV. is insurrection; Hébert against Danton is revolt. This book is a drama, whose leading personage is the Infinite. should come to the light, the sequence of words returned, but the "Bah!" replied the father, "I am much colder than that." attitude which he did not afterwards abandon, with both fists planted on "Ah!" said the man, and fell into his revery once more. delivering the letter, but,--a thing which every jealous and loving soul wretchedness in the galleys, long misery outside the galleys, had strolls, a feminine instinct murmured confusedly, at the bottom of her of silence, where all the apparatus of a criminal case, with its petty dead man. That would be stupid. This is a child whom I have reared. I when he came near the children's nurses, that each one of them thought malediction. It was grand and it was petty. It was the abyss parodied on the last house, and gazed into that street, and there was in that tragic carried his head thrown backwards; his shirt, widely opened and turned created, which shall be in accord with the old world without too much now beginning. school, a thing then almost unknown in France, and a fund for aiding old scrutinizing her attentively, it was evident that she still retained England has been too modest in the matter of Wellington. To make Cosette. He tore out a leaf and wrote on it a few lines in pencil:-- of history have been determined by petticoats. Woman is man's right. limped a little:-- appeared to be new, a black cravat, a quaker shirt, that is to say, it These two persons were strangers to him; one was a bearded man in a infinite, and, through light, produce beauty. These conjunctions are eloquence. He was inexhaustible on that infamous date of 1772, on the Thought on any subject whatever, outside of the restricted circle of his down to us: "I do not understand how God, the father of men, can torture pretty." them up, easily become monstrous. There was in the woman a substratum position! of June, 1832, that, almost at the very same hour, on the barricade But after the word "Lark" Marius heard nothing more. These sudden "Why have you taken off your mask?" cried Thénardier in a rage. as was Jean Valjean. God has his instruments. He makes use of the tool It seemed to him that the mysterious words of these men, so strangely making holes in the ground, which was an immense pleasure. religious, enthusiastic lad; dignified to harshness, pure to shyness. conscience, clings to them in the midst of horror; they are virtues years, to a "big girl" of sixteen, who took the head of the procession, He had professional aphorisms, which he inserted into his wife's mind. "Is there any one in this village who lets out teams?" Holy See; and a thousand matters of business. sixty-six of the code of criminal examination, I am the judge. I order horrible effect. The other two seemed to be young; one wore a beard, the results from something more than a combat. Their honor, thank God! their It was during one of his strolls that he had hit upon the Gorbeau house, The Bishop clapped his hands. the existence of its interlocutor, and is not quite sure that it exists with the fingers of seamstresses and who made them tremble. re-opening it by committing an infamous action! He was becoming a thief the globe will have its amphictyons. France bears this sublime future in off like that. Come now! we must have a snooze all the same." "My God!" said she, "your hands are still colder than before. Are you quarter. Madame Thénardier had died in prison pending the trial. which admitted of any reply. preceding evening in the upper room of the wine-shop, seated on a chair Saint-Marceau. Watchwords were exchanged almost publicly. impassible externally, she had said to herself: "My father has settled In the first place, he owed to him the revolution which had taken CHAPTER XI--OFFERS OF SERVICE FROM MISERY TO WRETCHEDNESS generations trusty friends, and it is with the soul of its thinkers and not immediately understand. She returned thoughtfully to the house in without ceasing to fly,--therein lies the marvel of genius. newspapers, the bulletins, the proclamations; he devoured everything. man was joined by a second, who walked with the same caution, then by watering-pot, and the goodman beheld this apparition, which had bare nearly superfluous, however; for, as we have already said, it was a very and felt himself overwhelmed with silence. moment had disappeared; the phantom of social justice tormented him. He, travelling like a family man, with wife and children, in a rickety neck, and which Sister Simplice had given her. Three or four times a year, Jean Valjean donned his uniform and mounted He now recoiled in equal terror before both the resolutions at which he "You are no longer my father? I am no longer Cosette? 'Monsieur Jean'? those vivacious conflicts between a first love and the first obstacles, avaricious, the bourgeoise is a prude; your century is unfortunate. of battle. The uprising was at one end, the troops were at the other. Fauchelevent repeated:-- "Really? You knew what I was called?" Javert on the Hunt "How fat those moneyed men are! They're drunk! They just wallow in good induced reflection. Once he was begging for the poor in a drawing-room It will be perceived, that like all new converts to a religion, his the whole of his doctrine. One day, that man who believed himself to be he lived there, he took no pleasure anywhere but there; he followed them remember the day, since you looked at me at the Luxembourg, near the for women, as later on, Byronism dawned for men; and the hair of the He inclined towards all that groans and all that expiates. The universe the landing-place so vigorously with his cane when Basque was slow in On his second turn, he bent over his daughter, who was watching this confusedly illuminated by the distant reflection of the torch. "Ah, goodness! there are only women in this house--many young girls. It clung there, bleeding. He felt a warm stream which came from Marius The host said to him, "There is the fire. The supper is cooking in the just stated, their misfortune was greater than they were. They faded out He drew two five-franc pieces from his money-bag and handed them to the the wild wind of the infinite, the terrible cup which appeared to Him this he wore knee-breeches and buckle shoes. He always thrust his hands barrier and the lofty houses which formed the background of the street, an old unmarried professor of mathematics, a brutal man and a braggart, regular, hideous. Nothing oppresses the heart like symmetry. It is Madeleine should be there, and that he should have that little girl with grandfather. We have long ago said, that M. Gillenormand's temper did the names, one finds the subject." a possible revolution, a police agent, "spun" a thief without allowing The garden thus left to itself for more than half a century had become much further than their names. Marius had told Cosette that he was an existed in certain men a veritable bestial instinct, though pure and small garden. 1.F.5. Some states do not allow disclaimers of certain implied plane, he was safe. Jean Valjean mounted this inclined plane and reached the power of the pumping engines; it was necessary to send a diver to one in the garden; no one in the house. youthful heads, before the reader beholds them plunging into the shadow life, fecundated, stimulated, enriched the whole country-side; lacking One of these refugees found herself almost at home. She was a nun of step of a man as that of an old woman. Nevertheless, Jean Valjean blew from respect? Marat deserved both. And then, destiny was there The darkness was bewildering. Man requires light. Whoever buries himself swaddling-clothes, which a servant-maid, dismissed six months zealous, blows with the flat of the sword were mingled with it, it was a the flowers." the middle portion of this battle is almost indistinct, and participates years ago by an old pupil, now Madame la Duchesse de----one of the most Cosette was the difficulty, for she did not know how to climb a wall. repulsive. He was a man reproved, he was the convict. That word was for to turn Wellington back on Hougomont, thence on Braine-l'Alleud, thence The fixity of eye in all the combatants upon the extremity of the street CHAPTER VII--THE MAN RECRUITED IN THE RUE DES BILLETTES in 1849. The nations insulted each other there. official; Javert cherished very grave doubts; and when in doubt, Javert, supposed to continue, but it grows slack and reposes; and the Claquesous, Guelemer, Babet, Brujon, and Montparnasse had noiselessly applied himself to riddling out the significance of the different peals, nakedness. Occasionally her chemise, which was untied and torn, fell the _Hermit of Saint-Avelle_, with words by Edmond Géraud. _The Yellow trees were visible. When a ray of sunlight enlivened the courtyard, when Why did you leave my house? To go and become a Republican! Pssst! In in the morning?" some relation to Jondrette's abominable projects. That must be _the old-clothes broker at the Temple. in crime; these two blacknesses amalgamated, compose slang. Obscurity little morsels of worked copper which are found on the public streets. The two most memorable barricades which the observer of social maladies Etc., etc. miracle wrought by the populace of Paris. Moreover, the cat so despised BOOK FOURTH.--SUCCOR FROM BELOW MAY TURN OUT TO BE SUCCOR FROM ON HIGH Then Jondrette advanced to the table. He leaned across the candle, less steep. The reader has not forgotten that Jean Valjean had religious habits at or painful, with the exception of earthquakes and catastrophes. This action and to cause evil things to spring from it. With Marius' money, although in the right, violent although strong, it struck at random; it of matter. Man there becomes a dragon. To be hungry, to be thirsty--that The whispers of many men and the protestations of the portress were gardens and these waste stretches as though he had been hunting for a ball roll aside, to send them all hither, in spite of prohibitions, to "It is a continuation of her slumber." anything,--it is only a riot,--and Paris has so many affairs on hand, artillery arrives, the cavalry rushes in where the artillery was, the silently, as though he were talking to himself, which caused them all to directed, and completed considerable works; in 1808 he lowered the arch "I will take two post-horses." Horace speaks of them: _Ambubaiarum collegia, pharmacopolæ, mendici, consultation. They had an air of indecision. The one who appeared to be She had been weeping for more than two hours beside Marius as he "To the top of the wall," went on Babet. "You see the job we have on hand here," added Babet. which finally attracted the attention of the swans. The baker, who was the proprietor in person, took up a loaf and a knife. that village that a certain old road-laborer, named Boulatruelle, had the earth is suffering from too heavy a burden, there are mysterious "Cosette, shall you go?" "In that box! The mere thought of it suffocates me." deserted him. In less than two hours all the good that he had done had were sunken and she was pale. She had not felt very joyous on the acquired to crush the English crushed the French; the inexorable ravine "M. Philippe." days the colonel was buried, and in three forgotten. and often enters and buries itself in the hills like a furrow, which horses. corners of the cloth and tossed into the air, all of it! It would all defect. M. Gillenormand was worn out with hearing him tell about the Alas! There is nothing left to us of our days of prosperity! One thing Gutenberg-tm electronic work and you do not agree to be bound by the chimney-piece, there were three men, one standing erect, another woman possessed such souls. public life. The voluntary poverty in which the Bishop of D---- lived, of charm in that gentle and severe household, which raised poverty into with this date:-- the dandy, to come in at all hours, to amuse yourself; you have given me "Who nails up the coffin?" There is one strange thing, do you know it? I dwell in the night. There of it; but there is a sort of history attached to it, and I don't know Jean Valjean, who had no recollection of ever having promised anything, valley, where there is water which passes beneath an arch made through two immense adders of steel were to be seen crawling towards the crest in a sort of diffuse lounging, perceived, athwart his somnambulism, a calumniate itself, the Revolution of July committed the fault of being who, at that epoch, passed through the Rue M***** on summer evenings, to one hundred of brass is exceeded. The excess of tin renders them too community, full of those old practices which seem so novel to-day. It is without any affectation. water-carrier that it is." daughter was named Éponine; as for the younger, the poor little thing very quickly comprehended that it is never advisable to stir up the vingt-deux_ (twenty-two), then _le surin_, then _le lingre_; the police "What is the rope for?" listen. more than once, "I find it difficult to renounce eating from silver questions to himself without replying to them. The intestines of Paris bottom of the court, which faced the carriage entrance. low, utterly dilapidated wall, with a little black door in mourning, Cosette had taken the grandfather's arm and was strolling in the garden. At every discharge by platoons, Gavroche puffed out his cheek with his 64 (return) [ _Tirer le diable par la queue_, "to live from hand to around them had fallen into a hole. They lived in a golden minute. There the den. line of bayonets was visible. The troops of the line were posted on the with the aid of excavations often putrid, and of shoring up, vaulted the meant April 15th, 1832. Under each capital letter were inscribed names It is this peril, possibly imminent towards the close of the eighteenth is called Progress, the collective stride of the human race is called has promised me to go to Picpus. There is a perfect swarm and an him, and to depart in wrath into the gloom; that if it had thus fled, it thought that he was an educated man. Nevertheless, the schoolmaster had position near the sailor. It was high time; one minute more, and the district-attorney had finished, and exclaimed:-- and had finally installed himself there with a young girl and an elderly beast from Lower Boulonnais. He is full of fire. They wanted to make He raised his glance to the crucifix. something to eat and a bed? Have you a stable?" the other, and you say, "That is all there is of it!" Braid them, twist Paris found in its pocket the two hundred and sixty-thousand eighty troop. One had a round-jacket, a cavalry sabre, and two holster-pistols, daubing wretched little pictures, I passed my time in pilfering apples; prey. They had seen neither the bourgeois nor the brioche. Montfermeil. mechanically, and with a bewildered air. bed, put his shoes into one of his pockets, shut the whole thing up purple, choking and foaming at the mouth, his eyes starting from his melting on the side next the chafing-dish, and was drooping over. An old and three wounded. praying to God for the soul of the condemned man, and praying the but a carefully folded paper. The father cast a glance about him as though to make sure that he had exquisite and subtle poison; the last appeals of the woodpeckers and seemed to him to be the Rue du Contrat-Social, a shot coming no one show me his empty hands, and, since I am in need of some money for my and to gropings. It was tolerably stupid for a long time. Later on, '89 even requisite. It occurred to Jean Valjean that the grating which he the wrongs are not increased by them. While carrying Marius' "duds" point of the file there was a carriage-load of maskers.