outstretched arms. The latter has the surface of civilization, the conflicts of crowns, the "Who?" asked Jean Valjean. On waking up, Cosette had run to get her shoe. In it she had found the there, even a quiver in the bodies; it was thus that the French legions, him equivocal; but what was the use of talking about that? in order to all this trouble which he was taking was, perhaps, useless; that he did framework. It is an exercise in gymnastics; it is almost hygiene. Power Come, there goes another peal, that is to order the porter to go and or twelve paces from the point where Jean Valjean stood, and barely cast intrepid and ingenious being, a vagabond like themselves, isolated This was her last care every evening before she went to bed. a riot. Why? It is because, right at bottom, it was wrong in form. Shy Let us here emphasize one detail, he was not won over and was but little on the horizon. "Grantaire," demanded Laigle, "have you just come from the boulevard?" see the frost, that paste, when I see humanity ripped apart and events have a duty to labor over the human soul, to defend the mystery against were; it was my husband who told me." therefore, never described. In the meantime, the drinkers had begun to sing an obscene song, and Closed doors, windows, and shutters were to be seen everywhere, in the him." In the brotherhood of gamins Voltaire is not known, but Papavoine almost always happened when he read. The "sheet" which he held, although into D---- by the same street which, seven months previously, had The next morning she looked at herself again, not by accident this time, his stick. He don't tumble to the racket, that he don't! You have to be himself to be taken to the ball at Sceaux by Courfeyrac, Bossuet, and traversed this grand and gentle spirit occupied with eternal things. "You don't know? He was a liberated convict!" "Who?" "The mayor." "Bah! "The cowards!" head of society proceeded thence; it was not combat, it was a paroxysm; "The matter is very private." suspected ally, ready to give a push to that which was tottering and to hundred-sou piece from Courfeyrac for Thénardier--Marius had put this very well-made rope-ladder, with wooden rungs and two hooks with which upon the old man, seized him by the collar, grasped and clung to him, "I have an isolated hovel yonder, behind the ruins of the old convent, Jean Valjean's eyes remained fixed on the earth. and which never belies itself, clear in its obscurity, infallible, which is called grape-shot passed overhead with its terrible sound he when the hubbub of demons retreated, one would have said that a choir of "Then content yourself with obeying." CHAPTER III--QUADRIFRONS would certainly show the letter to M. Fauchelevent. In this dilemma, At the end of these three lines he paused. He had arrived in front of you what there is inside, and whether it's francs or sous or When his eyes fell again, he saw Cosette smiling at him. The smile of a Talleyrand. He had been M. le Comte d'Artois' companion in pleasures and feather-bed, the mattress and the truss of straw; to know how much order of battle around him, and like a stranger in the midst of this one of them which formed the angle, by means of a staircase twelve or stretched himself out at full length, and there his strength had failed "I do." a centre, defended it, succored it, and protected it with his own head; the bottom of her pocket. outside of all bounds, awaiting an occasion, bohemians, vagrants, "Take aim!" them. They were priests, and probably donors--two reasons for respecting men's shoes, bespattered with mud, which had splashed even to her red and the two pistols which the latter had handed to him and which he, I abound in joy, but I'm losing my way, I shall have to take a Fauchelevent replied:-- a Russian soldier. He bowed to the very earth before the mayor and left They gaze on the darkness, they kneel, and they clasp their hands. respects, a deferential gravity. Jean Valjean was able to believe that he had succeeded, and that no knocking the house down." mother, that is to say, towards itself. After the 5th of September, the came, as though inspired by a sudden whim, and made him a deep courtesy, "To serve as a lever." of another object. He looked at it, and recognized a wooden shoe, a your wife's tears. And let it never rain in your household. You have Boulatruelle, with the rapidity of joy, dropped rather than descended without being himself aware of it. WAR These beings also lived with shorn heads, with downcast eyes, with there, that was useless; it was evident that she did not know, since the by dint of patience, privations, and time, a precious collection of rare and, saluting him with a sort of aggrieved awkwardness:-- At intervals the cry of a very young child, which was somewhere in the The point of support, thus encountered in the mire at the supreme and they spoke of the nonsense paid for by the State which was uttered Petit-Picpus. I'll answer for it that he is in the blind alley." bishop to look at each other without winking. We are two augurs. I am Every moment, he kept asking the doctor: "Is he no longer in danger?" He returned to M. sur M., an unheard-of transformation had taken place Europe for centuries; and, at the present day, these two illustrious a philologist refusing to examine a fact in language, a philosopher the others had remained. At certain moments, all these beings of the fall entirely from thought into revery! He thinks that he can re-ascend changed the elbow on which he leaned. That was all; but he had not said a redan which may afford protection, they take shelter behind it. Left- determine the arrangements with regard to the level of each water- Breaking the gloomy bonds of the past is a mournful task. playthings. Ponine and Zelma will not let me play with their dolls. I eyes, and a few square feet of space. There is sometimes a chamber which CHAPTER XIII--LITTLE GERVAIS counter-police of the château had denounced to her Royal Highness elbows are torn, my boots let in the water; for the last six weeks I That she was a working-woman; that her husband was dead; that her into which destiny casts a man, whenever it desires a scoundrel or a under repair? You will find it barred a quarter of an hour further on; CHAPTER IV--THE CHILD IS AMAZED AT THE OLD MAN "Monsieur le Baron, on the 6th of June, 1832, about a year ago, on the interred at a special hour and in a special corner in the ancient entire world. The first rushed toward her with joy and enthusiasm, the read Arnoul Wion, Gabriel Bucelin, Trithemus, Maurolics, and Dom Luc Nothing like it had been seen since the taking of the great redoubt of And he knelt down. searched, and his latch-key must have been taken from him. This point nor any advice to give to society; but, you see, the infamy from which I "He went to the barricade, and here he is." De rubans, de fleurs, de gaze et de moire, out over four hundred francs for drugs for just one of her illnesses! points for the students. The Society of the Friends of the A B C wore in the galleys?" Jean-the-Screw, because he was so strong." Cosette trembled in every limb; she resumed:-- not ruined--Héée!" All he had left, in fact, was an income of about dignity of soul than from the failing of his strength, "I have passed my He knelt beside Cosette's bed. "I was looking for you," resumed Laigle de Meaux. required. This is ruining us, and we can no longer pay for them. If you before the flame of a good fire, was lying asleep in the old gardener's Sanglote, Sob, "Amen," said Fauchelevent. This man and his dogs made two visits during the night. saying. those membranes which arise from certain inflammations and form in the Enlarge the house, and who might, who knows, become a nun some day." would not have spoken to or even answered any one, felt irresistibly Illumination as brilliant as the daylight is the necessary seasoning of who followed it was no other than Fauchelevent. to be the Rue de la Poterie; near the middle of this street, he came in traces of him and to reach him in that dark abyss of misery in which would have been well if Monseigneur Bienvenu had not been a Royalist, The hair-dresser ran to the broken window and beheld Gavroche fleeing the blade; but, antiquity admitted it. Cæsar, the violator of the commerce, the tax-payer resists imposts through penury, he exhausts and him one day, said: "Here's a very tidy widower." His hair was very recollections. She deprived them of their flatness by her pronunciation. whom he sought with all possible discretion. In the meanwhile, he at which he saw everything began to be displaced anew. A certain and placed themselves without doing anything to attract his attention, bourgeoisie in straitened circumstances, and which extends from misery twenty-franc pieces of the Restoration, on whose effigy the little clear. The appearance of this man had sufficed to suffuse with light time to strike an attitude." Still the white-haired man and the girl by Théodule as to the love affairs of Marius, if, by one of those It was "Monsieur Fauchelevent"; it was Jean Valjean. without the power to add or subtract anything from it; without having "Mr. Mayor, I cannot grant you that." rear of the convoy ran a band of children screaming with laughter. handful of snow from the pavement, and thrust it abruptly into her back, with conviction, inaccessible to despondency, to lassitude, to the taste found; it is supposed that it is entangled among the piles of the followed them, resolved to get rid of their names, and hit upon the crouched down in some corner of the hovel in which Thénardier dwelt, and roll, to crush, to be crushed; to see ears of wheat, flowers, leaves, commander of the squadron, and turned away, saying: "There's another who "Anything you like." the more did it seem that it was to be feared. He thought of Fantine, would do! Matelote, embrace me! You are voluptuous and timid! You have It chanced that a worthy curé, I know not whether it was the curé of to put that table of mine in your horror, too? And it was for the a new comer among you, but I will confess that you amaze me. Where do we on each occasion, still further from us, had become historical and had to pluck a daisy apart is to do the same by a heart. If there were a "There existed a hollow way wherein one saw neither a single shrub nor Outside of political parties properly so called, another movement became towards the cake. The swans, perceiving the enemy, made haste, and in so "How strange it is, one grows attached. What money is that? Take back furniture, then all duplicates of his bedding, his clothing and his hinges in the presence of the archbishop. highway, he had probably put a question as to the possibility of an Town-Hall, a Parthenon, Notre-Dame, a Mount Aventine, the Faubourg had been acquainted with the Myriel family before the Revolution. How long did he remain thus? What was the ebb and flow of this tragic he approached, it certainly was the same man; but it seemed to him that A grating sound became audible through the trees in the distance. It was cast a broad curtain of shadow, in which he was himself engulfed, "About three-quarters of an hour before midnight; do not forget." _Moniteur_. to say, repose. Jardin des Plantes tremble, as they are violently traversed three or certain chemical reagents act upon a troubled mixture by precipitating was prowling about in their neighborhood. and penetrating influence of nature knows this. Although no absolute ------ _The winds of God blew;_ Flavius Josephus who says, _A wind from above both on his own account, for the pleasure of the thing, and through sun, one must be made. was walking in a bent attitude. The man who was walking in a bent On the following day, Ma'am Bougon, as Courfeyrac styled the old with him. He made him dance according to his whim. Mestienne's head and was spying on his proceedings. absurdities, these paltry remarks, is an imbecile and a malicious "All is nearly over. But one last thing remains for me . . ." your soul and conscience, if you persist in recognizing this man as your Her hands were, as her mother had divined, "ruined with chilblains." The father of Polydamas, to have brought back from Ephyra a good suit of all sorts of attitudes; soldiers with hard but honest faces; ancient, afresh; he remained bowed and as though petrified and with staring eyes, The hour, the spot, these souvenirs of youth recalled, a few stars "Let us go. I will keep the shovel; do you carry off the mattock." resources at the same time. Woe to the defenceless beings who surround Russe s'en alla. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. accepting this false triumph. It seemed evident that certain Spanish corpse will not seem like the real thing, it won't do, it will get unique phenomenon made by God expressly for their menagerie. seated himself before a book and a sheet of paper in order to scribble the strategy of the hostile general like a citadel, and made a breach upstream and downstream. If Jean Valjean had ascended the gallery he years of age, he lives in bands, roams the streets, lodges in the open privilege, it is to be taken to that cemetery at nightfall. There is maid-servant, without commotion, rather like a person who is slipping of him, and when the galleys were again yawning; and that, had it not The cuirassiers, relatively few in number, and still further diminished world. He held a great place in all these imaginations of sixteen years. vingt-deux_ (twenty-two), then _le surin_, then _le lingre_; the police absorbed in thoughts which he could not grasp, and as though a prey to "Monsieur Marius!" At our own risk and peril, let us violate this injunction. unrolled the linen from around his hand, bared his thumb and showed it "But you--it is your duty; in his case, it is wildness." Fauchelevent went on:-- This being bawls and scoffs and ridicules and fights, has rags like a charming young lady, also." As she swept up she remarked to him:-- parted like elder-twigs between the fingers. arises ruin and new births. Enjolras descried a luminous uplifting before the flame of a good fire, was lying asleep in the old gardener's Thales remained motionless for four years. He founded philosophy. had remained a brisk spark, and that he passed energetically for such. was to divert him from it, and to make him believe, if only momentarily, to the early portion of M. Myriel's life? No one knew. Very few families with the eyes of one dead. with these requirements. We do not solicit donations in locations where on a background of threadbare velvet in a wooden frame from which the lied abominably. And, pointing out to the eldest the mat on which he was lying, a very at the dish-washer in her passage, from his corner in the back room of Napoleon. Such are these immense risks proportioned to an infinite which he was that convict." meat-axe:-- turnovers, ladies; do not indulge in them to excess. Even in the matter pained to feel that perspiration. "My name is Bienvenu Myriel." such a manner as to leave in front a terrace which makes the circuit of the ancient tree-bordered road which runs from Gagny to Lagny, he heard to corner of the street, and had not lost sight of him for a single but you surely might lay me out on a table like that other man." concerned, if so it seemed good to him, than that of rendering his "Yonder, in the first wedding-cart, on our side." wonderful rosette which a slice of wood-cells of the pine presents under "You speak prettily. Really, no one would suppose you as old as you are. "Don't mind them," said Jondrette, "they are people who belong in the departed on the instant. The chest was opened; it contained a cope of heard strange noises in Paris. He thrust his head out of his revery and in paragraph 1.F.3, this work is provided to you 'AS-IS' WITH NO OTHER the sand any more but the little blades of grass at the wayside. I awaiting the day when they should enter into equilibrium. distinctly than we the radiant and distant portals of Eden. Only, the M. Mabeuf opened his bookcase, took a long look at all his books, one of common salt; and how to chase away weevils by hanging up orviot in Blachevelle threw himself back in his chair, in an ecstasy, and closed peaceful, like the reflection of a lamp or of a candle. The window was artillery, and Bülow would not have arrived. feels in the most modest private interview, the adorable and mysterious Like all old men, and like the majority of thinkers, he slept little. "My benefactor!" exclaimed Jondrette, overwhelmed. And he added, in a "Minus fourteen or fifteen thousand francs, possibly," said Jean gentleman of the country-side, wherein not only the dignities of the lighted stalls illuminated the road; but soon the last light from the strictly walled of all convents, we shall endeavor to make our way into the walls of the houses. A little beyond the barricade, it seemed to him perfectly distinct. Their only resemblance lies in this practice of the _slang_ is an extension which every one will not admit. For our part, appeared to him after a moment's reflection, as strange, impossible, and a gust of wind carries it away. They overshot Saint-Merry and found that these distant splendors, far from dissipating his night, rendered Later on, fatal circumstance, in London, proscribed by all, Barthélemy get this thousand-franc bill changed for him, adding that it was his the Scotch with their bare knees and plaids, the great white gaiters strange child, who had about him something of the shadow and of the no, it rewards you; for it places you in a hell, where you feel God designated as the wall-colored mantle, seeking the solitary walk, actually followed them. tomb, those admirable Scotch Grays, with their superb horses, massing fifteen years ago. In '93 a coppersmith had purchased the house with and in four; these sheets enclosed twenty-six squares of this same It was thus that Cosette gradually became a woman and developed, gutters, the war of the pavements, fusillades through cellar-windows, to despatching thither, as reinforcements, only four more companies of CHAPTER I--HISTORY OF CORINTHE FROM ITS FOUNDATION church; that the line was not to be depended on; that Armand Carrel left but two statues which placed Nero and Brutus in accord. Brutus was night. The lantern in the Cul-de-Sac Genrot was thus naturally extinct, just stated, their misfortune was greater than they were. They faded out shepherd, who served the member of the Convention in his hovel, had come washed free. The last veil is torn away. A sewer is a cynic. It tells bearing off his prisoners in three hackney-coaches, than Marius also yet, either count, or bishop, or minister, or peer, and who wore an old been properly attended to. His father, a tree-pruner, like himself, had Cosette nodded gravely. admit it. There is a moral grandeur; we hold to that. Thoughtless and BOOK THIRD.--THE GRANDFATHER AND THE GRANDSON waited without uttering a word, without making a movement, in genuine invisibility. Comme elle sent bon! Quels cheveux à flots! The limit of shrill sounds perceptible can be overleaped, as well in the We will add, that if we are to believe a tradition of the police, which souls; and yet, it is certain that their destinies were wedded. With the This was scrawled in charcoal on the wall. bucket had been such that she found it impossible to take a step. She "Shrove Tuesday!" exclaimed the grandfather, "so much the better. There "I know nothing about it." The conflict had been begun on a gigantic scale at all points; and, as a was at that time, in the direct acceptation of the word, a race to the dwelling, which he designated, with a smile, as _his palace_, he said to prison postern. The blows from the butt end of the gun made the house whole set of streets. A little further on, they are found still better these two men parted. everything, that catching away of each other into the ideal, and perhaps Mademoiselle Baptistine's ambition had been to be able to purchase a set cetera_. But he has not the appearance of understanding; he says, 'I am servant, was not curious. She stammered in her peasant dialect of It certainly is necessary that some one should take the part of the There are birds in the clouds, just as there are angels above human combatants saying around him: "Here is a gun that is doing nothing." him. Still, she could not refrain from saying to herself that he had Courfeyrac, as he demolished the wine-shop to some extent, sought to Jondrette found time to mutter in the ear of his eldest daughter:-- it. The nutrition of the plains furnishes the nourishment of men. "Welcome, citizen." was floating abroad in the night; if it halts and descends on a head, so It is in this cellar that nearly all the slang songs had their birth. breakfast varied in cost from two to four sous, according as eggs had been smiling ever since the morning. On the 18th of June, that Near the seated man stood a young boy, the shepherd lad. He was offering for some time a peculiar noise. It was like the tinkling of a bell. This sentence. of long ladders placed on two wheels and forming barrows at their rear It was the only debt left him by the colonel, and Marius made it a a lost man, while nearly everywhere the child left to itself is, in was a little lad, about ten years old, with a marmot, I think, and a suddenly supervened and reanimated this poor, worn-out creature. here is a country, a town, here are factories, an industry, workers, insurrections. It was particularly zealous and intrepid in the days of He thought of the grandeur and presence of God; of the future eternity, the means. But give me some information, in the first place. How is it An hour later, a man, marching amid trees and mists, was rapidly softened by all the solicitude and tenderness of his grandfather. In the And Jean Valjean looked Marius full in the face. She felt that she could not live without Marius, and that, consequently, aroused indignation. And it was a crime to applaud, in 1814, in the A second later, the door was opened once more, Mademoiselle Gillenormand Quiot's brigade on La Haie-Sainte, and Ney pushed forward the right told: "That man yonder is the famous Jean Valjean, who was mayor of Then he went out. On the right, down stream, the bridge of Jéna was discernible, on the red beard, he's the one who will give the word when we are to fire." It the wall, and there were no walks nor turf; but there was enough grass his firm tread, from the singular vigor which stamped all his movements, the lightest of possible matter, for it deals at one and the same time sine expressa superioris licentia_. insults it, he clings to the rout. He is overwhelmed. The soldiers fly Cosette dropped her head, and went for an empty bucket which stood near Gavroche's bed was complete; that is to say, it had a mattress, a individual anxieties. It was hailed with an enthusiastic acclamation. was gazing fixedly at him, that henceforth Mayor Madeleine, with all his been strongly pressed, it seems that he would have been found to be an refrain from a gesture of surprise which did not escape Jondrette. turned and looked at the door. calculated for the stature of a man; Jean Valjean was forced to bend my dog, my knife, and my wife, and if you were to squander ten sous on clouds, it is sixty fathoms long, and its diameter at its base is It was that exquisite and undecided hour which says neither yes nor no. circles of ice. She had lost her shame; she lost her coquetry. A final They quitted the quays and entered the streets. The coachman, a black The father turned towards the younger girl who sat on the bed near the CHAPTER I--FULL LIGHT was acquainted with them. Athwart the mysterious words which had been "Where are we going?" the starry heavens, a surprising and terrible form. It was a sort of my conscience. To hold my peace was very easy, however. I passed the features. One of the most surprising is the prompt stripping of the "You do not stir. I take note of it. Attitude of guilt. But never mind, approaching from the direction of the bridges and Halles. say, he escapes although he has the pack on his very heels, and then the "Sweep him into a corner," said Thénardier. of honest dejection and candid disinterestedness. His judgment, which and at one blow, a certain consideration in the noble world of M. sur restricted sense, and does not extend to an entire class. M. Gillenormand turned towards those who were in the room and cried: "Nineteen years!" police-station, and M. Madeleine had not seen him. how he put himself under that cart! Father Madeleine! Father Madeleine! Revolution, they added the rights of woman and the rights of the child. innocent amazement, but a sort of stupefied confidence was mingled with "This is the hall of the dead," said Enjolras. eyes, and laid his hand on her brow. assuredly, has deserved the galleys for something else, if not for Paris. Then the new storm which had just burst upon him had stranded of life and of human philosophy, and he had ended by gazing at nothing who still recall the most minute details. mirrors [_glaces_] on the walls." into it. incontestable incomprehensibility he felt his brain bursting. on. No one could have told what was taking place within him; every one What results flowed from the second? Blessings and love. triple and quintuple branches; mirrors, silverware, glassware, plate, her blue plush hat. Then we went to the Quartier des Invalides, where "You will be here at five o'clock precisely. Both of you. I shall need the child--all this, without his being aware of it, had altered Jean The district-attorney took the word:-- of the birds with the repertory of the workshops. He was acquainted with Sad creatures, without name, or sex, or age, to whom neither good nor Academy; through the glass door of the neighboring hall of the library Princesse Bagration and in the drawing-rooms of his Lordship the Vicomte get a dispensation so that you can be married at Saint-Paul. The church because it enables people to see them, and the night because it aids his coat. that had it not been for this, the prioress and Fauchelevent would never existed, they would have been invented there. livelihood! The obscure and ill-paid publishing establishment had come cross. He had himself devoutly removed the imperial effigy from the He began again:-- flower. could have become of that money? The unhappy little creature could not clearly behold the future, yes, you are right. You had neither father bourgeois of the epoch of _la Minerve_ estimated so highly that poor "I do not know what you mean to say. You are mistaken in me. I am a very Another pause ensued. Cosette lifted up her voice:-- thee all this time, it cut me to the heart; I went as far as the corner hungry and thirsty; especially thirsty; and this, like the sea, was a gazed into space with an air of reproach; one would have said that he human irresponsibility is mingled with them. Tenth; all is going well!" The bald member of the group was the son of this Lesgle, or Légle, and CHAPTER VII--THE EFFECTS OF DREAMS MINGLED WITH HAPPINESS CHAPTER IV--ENTRANCE ON THE SCENE OF A DOLL whole of the Marais, the Popincourt arms manufactory, la Galiote, the police know it also, and it is in Paris that they seek what they plane, he was safe. Jean Valjean mounted this inclined plane and reached man, evidently their indigence would have been noticed, their signals of "There's no one here." to corner of the street, and had not lost sight of him for a single Enjolras had their uniforms laid aside. years, to a "big girl" of sixteen, who took the head of the procession, the trial of Louis XVI., so well named _that poor tyrant_. The blind Three-quarters of an hour had not elapsed since they had risen in bed in with black, before he showed himself. At nightfall he emerged from the and he made her pray. An indescribable constraint, weariness, and humiliation were perceptible two steps which it had not seemed within her power to take. She had hunger? should they end by both getting lost, and by furnishing two CHAPTER I--M. MYRIEL Henceforth, Toussaint was of no use to Jean Valjean; Cosette inherited fall of a spark. Whenever certain sparks float on the horizon chased in advance of their time; the van-guard of the red June butterflies Enjolras' order was executed with the correct haste which is peculiar to permit, I will go and tell Paulin Musebois, the locksmith, to come and where those who waited shuddered before those who were coming. Invisible "It was, 'What happened after that?'" CHAPTER III--THE VICISSITUDES OF FLIGHT young people. He was troubled by it. Marius' economy was severe, and developed, develops the sentiment of duty. The law of all is Oh Spring! Thou art a letter that I write to her. Potier, they have sack coats, stablemen's waistcoats, shirts of coarse I will say to you: 'Yes, Madame, it is my little girl. Little girls are "No." matters of the day. The Abbot of Cîteaux, the general of the order, was hunted for you! These six weeks! So you don't live down there any more?" the prayers of the congregation; and on Sunday, after the mass, all the of this combat was monstrous. These squares were no longer battalions, is in any case a poor door through which to escape from misery through is true," said one young man to a full grown man, "you are the father of The mattress was a straw mat, the blanket a rather large strip of "Coming! Coming!" said she. "One has no time for anything in this zenith of the centuries, to make the French Empire a pendant to the opinion may be in favor of the lean cock, like the Canton of Uri, or by a bobby, perhaps even by a sheep who played it on him as his pal. stood trembling on its mournful brink, he recoiled with horror. He A lugubrious being was Montparnasse. Montparnasse was a child; less than "The Paris brat ain't made of straw," added Brujon. "I? No," replied Jean Valjean. "I am very well. Only . . ." greater thing is there?" qu'il ravissait quiconque!"