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LesMiserables 10190139
LesMiserables 10190139
( PA R T T W O .
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CH A PT E R L XIV .
A V E R Y P R O P E R TOM B .
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Well I do n ot feel sorry at it for it will
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be a lesson to the Bonaparti sts .
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G ood gracious M l s Maire she at len gth
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exclaimed I fancied
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thought .
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That I was i n prison ? he said I .
at the door .
Come in h e said , .
poor .
A man answered ,
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They recognized Javer t s voice The room .
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S ister h e asked ,
are you alone i n the ,
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room ?
There was a terrible moment du ring wh i ch ,
” “
I n that case Javert continued ,
I beg ,
?”
Have vou seen h i m
LES M I SERA B LES .
ing herself .
bled h er grave .
CH A PT ER L XV .
ON T H E N I V E LLE S R OA D .
inscription O ld b arrier No
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a wine , .
coffee house -
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It was a French cannon ball that made -
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it she said and then added : What you
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Wha t is the n ame of this place ? the
wayfarer asked .
C H A PT ER L XVI .
H OU G O MON T .
mak i ng an effort to fly .
M
en m as sacred eac h other i n the chapel ,
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mained at H ou go mo n t to take care of the
ch a ”
teau an d concealed himself i n a cellar
,
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thus .
CH A PT ER L XVII .
w as 1 8, 1 8 1 5 .
We do n o t believe it .
people .
CH A PT ER L XVIII .
CH A PT ER L XIX .
TH E QU I D O B SC U R U M OF B ATT LE S .
minutes to twelve .
Pap el ot t e
. The attack on H o u go mon t was ,
right on Pap
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el o tt e was seriou s ; to destroy
sharp shooters
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The soldier when thrown
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displeased Wellington .
have revelled in .
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B r aine l A l l eu d .
ai t l an d s
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u nder his hand ; as Charras says the right ,
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It is th e beginn i ng of the retreat N apo ,
leon cried .
C H A PT ER L XX I .
NA PO LE O N I N G OO D H UM O R .
agreed .
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eight o clock the emperor s breakfast was ’
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face remarked
, The ball will be to day
,
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He w as fond of a joke says Fleury de ,
hy r m et t h e , ,
r ight
. There is no French tomb — for France ,
te rr i ble .
CH A PT E R L X XII .
TH E EM P ER O R AS K S TH E G U I D E A Q U E ST I ON .
an d Fontainebleau i t seems as i f he ,
d i ons negative .
CH A PT E R L XXI I L
A S U R P RIS E .
De l or d s o n the left
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A t a distance i t ap
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taches shouting L ong live the emperor !
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C h ain
. It was a frightful m oment — the ,
head .
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worl d mounting to one man s brain — would
,
CH A PT ER L XX IV .
TH E P L AT E A U OF M O N T sr . J E AN .
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,
indescribable .
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are none Wellington replied A lm ost at
, .
Vivian s an d V an d el eu r s brigades wh i ch
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,
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b e heard mu t tering B l i i ch er or night
,
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o f t h e gigantic drama .
C H A PT ER L XX V .
B U L O W TO TH E R E SC U E .
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u fli i n
g
declares i t— and B l ii ch e r would n ot have
found Wellington erect the battle was ,
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lost. It was high time as we see for B ulow , ,
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T h e n di e asked the D uke of Dalmatia S oult , ,
wl
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do you see in the direction of C hapelle
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S aint L ambert ? The m arshal after looking ,
C H A PT ER L XXVI .
TH E G UA R D .
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going to death they shouted , L ong live ,
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the emperor ! History has nothing m ore
LES M I SERA B LES .
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sword i n his hand he shouted Come an d
, ,
man .
C HA PT ER L X X V II .
TH E CATASTRO P H E .
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The cry of treachery was followed by that
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of S auve qu i peut ! A n army which dis
bands is like a tha w — all gi ves way cracks , , ,
this fight .
gua r d wh o was p
, ursu ed into the door way of
an i n n i n G enappes su rren d ered h is sword ,
.
,
CH A PT ER L XX VIII .
TH E L A ST S Q U A R E .
S t Jean
. The gloomy s q u ares d eserted
.
, ,
Mer de
, ,
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Cambronne answered , .
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CA M B RO NN E .
no sublimity o n history .
T itan C ambronne,
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voice replied Fire The batteries fl as hed
, ,
— a vic t ory ? No
; a quine i n the lottery won ,
?
efi r on t e r y of a planet The academic m il i
tary school excomm u n icated him wh i le bol t ,
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A ltogether we will as s e r t t h er e i s more o f
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ters of a league Wellin gton s half a league, , ,
CH A PT ER L XXX .
OU GH I
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W AT E R L OO TO B E A PP L A UD E D ?
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Pa r is ; i t is the s fu t u q u o opposed to t h e i n
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that muttered the hideous word dismember
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ment b u t on reaching Paris it had a clos e
,
CH A PT E R L XX XI .
R E STO RA TI O N o r D I V I N E R I G HT .
p l u r i b u s i mp
’
an had b e en at .
It was a grave i i n p
r u d e n ce of a great man to
” “
dead 1 the soldier exclaimed ; m uch you
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kno w abou t him ! Imaginations deified
this th row n man E u r ope after Waterloo .
CH A P T E R L XXXII .
TH E B ATT L E F I EL D B Y
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N I G HT .
Pr ussian s fol l o we d u p
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the honor of it .
but few .
at e i ther end .
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H i l l o h ! he said i t is only the dead
,
”
man . I prefer a ghost to a gendarme .
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Can this dead man be alive ? ”
the ma
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rander continued ; let me have a look .
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Thanks he said feebly
, , .
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Who won t h e battle
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The E nglish the maraud er answered, .
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I have been robbed the o ffi cer cont i nu ed , ,
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preparing to go away .
stopped hi m .
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What is your rank ?
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S ergeant .
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Your n ame ?
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Th enardier .
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I shall not forget that name t he offi cer ,
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sai d ; an d do you remember m ine ; it i s
Po n t mer cy .
CH A PT ER L XXX III .
NO . B E CO ME S N O .
JE A N V A L J E A N was recap tu re d A s ou r .
i n i m mortal verse ;
— De S avo i e arr i v e n t t o u s l e s an s
C H A PT ER L XXX IV .
T W O L IN E S OF A D O U B TF U L O R I G I N .
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what does he find what is the fi en d s treas ’
Fo di t e t i n fossath e s au r o s co n d i t opaca ,
A s n ummo s l ap
, , i d es cad ave r s i mu l ac r a n i h i l q
, , ue , .
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o f the name of B ou l atr u e l l e w a s u p to hi s
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tri cks i n the forest I t was belie ved gene.
wa
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s everybody s frien d and had not dis ,
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H e has been to the galleys Th enardie r ,
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L et us gi ve hi m the ord eal of wine said ,
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T h enardier translated as a comrade at the
galleys but B ou l at r u el l e obst i nately refused
,
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later that the i d ea of fol lowing the indi
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CH A PT ER L XX XV .
ON BOARD T H E ORI ON .
mi d ab l y frow n ed i n 1 8 23 at t he easy op en i ng
,
of citadel gates and began regretting Pala ,
oi l
. They dragged for him but i n vain ,
CH A PT ER L XXXVI .
TH E W ATE R Q U E STIO N AT M O N TF E RM E I L .
n o t o n a road to anywhere
. Persons lived .
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Th enardier would say There s you r brat,
’
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squalling go and see what he wants .
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S tu ff the m other would answer
, he s a ,
CH A PT ER LXXXVII .
Tw o F UL L—L E N GT H P O R T R AI TS .
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mi t ted i n t h e presence of strangers that
fault which wives so often commit and wh ich ,
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one day savagely an d i n a low voice is to ,
human beings
C H A P T ER L XXXV II I .
ME N W A NT W I N E A ND HORS E S W AT E R .
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Well Madam e Th enard i er continued
, ,
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as she examined th e hal f filled gl ass t hi s ,
will be enough .
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O h yes i t has sai d Madame Thé nar , ,
went on .
talked to i t .
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There s a girl no bigger than one s fist ’
scarce audible ,
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E nough of this the d ealer said sav ,
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Well that is but fair said madame if
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tinned ,
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Miss what s your nam e give the h orse
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water .
said faintly
, .
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Well go and fetch some
,
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There s plenty at the spring I beli eve
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i t would have been better to s i ft the onions .
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W ORKS .
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her eyes to the p rodigious doll the lady , ,
M I SERA B LES .
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enormous strides .
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Wherever can the child be going ? can she
be a goblin Then she recognize d Cosette .
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Why she sai d it is the L ark
, , Cosette .
,
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G oing beyond the last stall h ad been d i fli cu l t ,
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Well she said
, I will tell her that there ,
”
was no water ; an d sh e boldly r e e ntered -
an d saw
a tall black form walking by her
side ; it was a man who had come up behind
her an d whom she had not heard T his man
, . ,
C H A PT ER XC .
B OU L A TR U E L L E MAY HA V E B EE N R I G HT .
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his favorite drives A t two o clock the roya l car
.
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for t h e poor women of the d i s tr i ct w h o said It , ,
’
is two O clock for h e is returning to the Tuiler
,
j es t i c
. This impotent king had a taste for
galloping ; unable to walk he wished to run ; ,
b on —i t was the k i ng
,
When out of Paris .
er n men t .
”
driver said .
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I w i ll tak e i t .
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G et up the driver said , .
inside passengers
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That man he said d oes not belong to
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as if he had n o t a penny and yet h e don t care ,
th e W ood .
C H A PT ER XCI .
l o w voice ,
heavy .
Si r ,
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G ive it to me t h e man conti nued
,
”
I ,
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w i ll carry i t .
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I t is really very heavy h e m uttered ,
Madame Th enardier .
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The i n n remarked the man ; well I ,
the way .
We are go i ng t o i t .
? ”
What little gi rls
Pon i n e and Z el ma .
?”
Who are they
They are Madame T h é n ar di er s yon n g ’
”
ladies as y ou may say her daughters
,
—
, .
LE S M I SERA B LES . 1 47
A nd what do they do .
“
Oh said the child they have h and ,
A l l day
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Yes sir , .
A n d you
O h I wor k
, .
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A ll day 9 .
replied softly ,
”
Yes sir ,
A fter a silence sh e continued
. .
I n what way
A s I can ; they let me be but I have not ,
”
a little le aden sword no longer than that , .
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A nd which does not cut ?
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O h yes sir said the child it cuts salad
, , ,
sette,
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Is i t the fai r t i me ?
No sir it is Christmas
, , .
1 48 V I CT OR H U GO S W ORK S ‘
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Si r ”
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What is it my child ,
We l l
Will you let me carry my bucket n ew 9”
Wh y ?”
CH A PT E R X CII .
rs H E R I CH O R P OOR ?
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O h it s you you little devil : well I l l be
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Madam e said Cosette with a violent
, ,
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tremor this gentleman wants a bed room
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Yes m adame the man answered touch
, , ,
i n g his hat .
told a falsehood .
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Madame the baker s was shu t up
, .
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Yo u Ought to have knocked .
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n ot ,look o u t that s all I n the meanwhile
,
.
” “
Wel l her mistress said
, d i d you not ,
”
h ear m e ?
Cosette turned her pocket o u t bu t there ,
fi ed
?”
Have you l ost i t h er mistress asked ,
”
or are you trying to rob me ?
A t the same time she stretched out her
hand to the cat—O nine tails ; this formidable ’
-
h e r arm .
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I beg your pardon m adame said the , ,
It may be that ”
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”
Yes here it is he continu ed as he rose
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Yes that s it she said
,
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, .
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O h Madam e he said w it h an almost
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timi d sm i le let her play
,
.
“ ? ”
What is she doing pray the stranger ,
and said ,
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A t leas t thi r ty sous .
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Will you sell them to m e for five francs
the m an contin ued .
speak .
”
Cash payment the landlady said i n her ,
peremptory voice .
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I buy th e pair of stockings the man ,
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ble I pay for them
,
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ask ,
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Is it tru e m ad am ,
May I play ?
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Play her mistress said i n a terrible
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vo i ce .
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a sovereign air millionaires who wore a
,
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coat like his .
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i n the meanwhile walked up to the yellow,
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man . My h u sband i s right s h e thought , ,
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it is perhaps M L afitte S ome rich men . .
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You see sir she conti nued as su m ing
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B u t you s ee sh e h as nothing and mu st work
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Then she is n ot a child of yours ? the
,
man as k ed .
LES M I SERA B LES .
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mother were dead .
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A h ! said the man an d he fell back into ,
his reveri e .
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The mother couldn t have been m uch ’
,
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th e landlady added for she deserted h er ,
”
child.
some supper .
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Wh at will you have sir ? ,
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Bread and cheese .
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L et me be said the mother ,
what d o ,
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you want n o w .
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Mother said the gi 1 l
,
j ust loo k ! ,
162 vr CT OR n ue o s WO R K S .
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well suppose that she did play wi th the
,
doll !
S he has touch ed it with her dirty hands ,
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th e landlady continued her frightful ,
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hands .
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again Who is this man ? is he poor or a
.
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Well Cosette the landlady said i n a
, , ,
Queen of France .
i sh e d .
“ ? ” “
Is it true sir Cosette continued
,
is ,
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and placed the lady s little han d i n hers ’
.
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I will call her Catherine she said , .
co ntinued .
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you in terfere so long as he has mone y ?
,
mi tt ed a reply .
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Is he going to pass the night li ke that ?
t he landlady pouted When it struck two .
,
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her husband I am off to b ed ; you can do
,
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as you like The husband sat down at a
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Why yo u are right said the stranger
, , ,
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where is your stable ?
”
I will sho w you the way s i r Th énar , ,
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What is this the traveller asked .
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O ur o wn wedding bed room the land -
,
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lord replied ; my wife an d I occupy another ,
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I should have preferred the stable the ,
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woman s head dr ess made of silver tiss ue an d
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,
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A nd what is this ? the stranger con
tin ned .
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we d ding bonnet .
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This was a falsehood of T h é n ad i e r s ; when
he hired the hou se to convert it into a public ,
“
You k n ew t hat I m ean t to turn Coset te
?”
out to morrow
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T h é n ad i er col d ly answered ,
H o w you go o n .
CH A PT ER X CIII .
TH E N AR D I E R AT W O R K .
p
him ; they did not exchange a syllable ; 0 11
one side there was a rofound meditation on ,
master p i ece ,
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TH E G E N T IN . NO . 1 .
S upper 3 frcs .
Bed 10
Candles 5
F i re 4
A ttendance 1
Total 23 frcs .
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T w e n t ygth r ee francs ! the wife exclai med ,
! ”
satisfied and said
, Pooh It was the ac
,
“ “
By the by the wife continu ed
, you ,
house .
bill .
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U p so soon 9 the landlady said ar e ,
”
you going to leave us alread y s ir ? ,
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W ORKS .
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but we ca n t give it ; our earnings are small
and our ex p enses great The license the .
,
tr emor,
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A nd suppose you were freed of her
O f whom — o f Cosette
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The landlady s red an d violet face was
i l lumined by a hideous grin .
car r y her Off sugar her stu ff her with tru ffles
, , ,
Paradi se bl ess y ou
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It i s settled .
I n the meanwhile
”
the man continued , ,
the table .
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Twenty six s ou s l the wife exclaimed
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Twenty s o n s for the bed room T h é n -
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ar d i e r continu ed coldly an d six for the
,
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I m ust tell you he said
, sir that I , ,
What child
Th enardier continued ,
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What child the Stranger as k ed .
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paper a passport and so on
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t er y .
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S ir he said I want o n e thousand five
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h undred francs .
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Cosette she sa i d al most gently c ome
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directly .
steps .
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I ought to have broug h t my g u n he ,
though t ,
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The child could not be seen but the doll s ,
”
What is the meaning of this ?
Th enardier answered respectfully ,
wor d ,
Y ou — take— Cosette — back
Yes sir I do ; an d I mu st tell you that
, ,
”
That is clear enough .
JOY
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G ood he thought
, I h ave h i m ; he is ,
”
going to bribe me .
ri ght : read .
M sur M March 2 5 1 8 23 .
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continued .
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It was really F an t i n e s an d Th enardier ,
“ You
can keep that paper a s your d is
”
charge .
fel l asleep .
C H A PT ER XCV .
MASTER G OR B E A U .
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be perceived .
ground a b r icked u p
, wi ndo w formed a square
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ti tle came .
Mai re Corb au
t d e , sur n urp erch é o s si e ,
T ai d a b t e c u n e sa i s i e e x é cu t oi re ;
Mai R ard p
en n s so n
a l od en t a l l é ch é
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tr e en r ,
t ap en p
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L ui fi r es c ett e h i s to i re
E h b o n j our & c , . .
p hi l an t hr op
i c expe d ient concealing the s ca f
fold the paltry disgraceful Place de G reve
, ,
5 0 5 2 stood
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Trad espeople did not begi n to
.
er
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S t Marceau
. .
C H A PT ER X CVI .
TH E N E ST OF A N OWL AND A LI N N E T .
J E A N V A L J E A N stopped before N 0 5 0 5 2 .
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Vi O R K S .
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ed the child s hand Nine m onths previo u s .
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l y he h ad kissed her m other s hand who had ,
bed .
to bottom .
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A h it is t r ue the ch ild said
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m orning sir .
h ad an y
had falle n into an abyss When he .
that of love .
CH A PT E R X CVIII .
TH E R EM A R K S or TH E CH I E F L O D G E R .
to be extremely gay .
o n t f er mei l u O ne d ay
this spy saw Jean Valjean go into one of t he
uninhabited rooms i n a way that seemed to
her p eculiar S he followed h i m with the
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v1c r o n n uc o s
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w o rm s .
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ce i ve d on the previous day When the
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beggar who had let his h ead fal l and did not
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wool gathering-
an d he thought n o more
about it .
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Yes I remember h e said with th e m ost
, ,
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A nd what may he be ?
The old wom an looked at h i m with her
little ferret eyes an d answered , ,
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such a house If the readers li ke to tak e
.
r at i ve .
V e n e z ch oi s i r d es cr u ch es et d es b ro cs
p
De s o ts afi e u rs d es tuyau x d e l a b r i q u e
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It is t w o sous said the man ; you are
,
OON S U L T TH E P LA N or P A RIS I N 1 72 7 .
Dr o i t mur
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A n y one who com ing from t h e
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,
LES MI SERA B LES .
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sac Gen r ot .
despair .
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CH A PT ER CII .
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A I FE MPT S TO E SCA P E .
CH A PT ER CIII .
A THIN G I M P OSS I B L E I N G AS L I G HT -
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tomb .
224 VI CT OR H U GO S W ORK S ’
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r op e at m idnight i n t h e R ue Po l o n ce au ?
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S ilence t h e unhappy man replied
, it ,
is Madame Th enardier .
S he obeyed .
ing voice ,
CH A PT ER CIV .
TH E B EG I NN I N G O F AN E NI G MA .
”
Madame Th enardier .
LES M I SERA B LES .
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A h he sai d she is gone an d you have
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nothing to fear .
wrapped Cosette up i n it .
“ ”
A re you less cold he sai d
? .
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O h yes father , .
n er
. This h all was deserted an d nothing
was stirr i ng i n it and yet after a long look
, , ,
horror .
O h Heaven , he said .
“ ”
Can she be dead ? he said to h i mself ,
CH A PT ER CV .
TH E MA N W I T H T H E B E LL .
alarmed face .
”
Why it i s you
, F ath er Mad ele i ne l
,
t h e man said .
236 VI CT OR H U GO S W ORKS ’
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Oh L ord that is too stron g
, , the Old ,
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No said Jean Valjean
, and h ow is it ,
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Indeed I do not .
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h ere .
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A nswer m e as i f I knew noth i ng ,
p ea t ed as if speaking to himself
, ,
L ittle Pi cp us !
”
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Father Madeleine for tho u gh you are a
saint you are a man an d n o me n are ad
, ,
mi t t ed here ”
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Well only I , .
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A nd yet Jean Valjean contin u ed I , ,
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must remain .
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O h L ord ! Fau ch el eve n t exclaim ed
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I was the firs t to remember it Fauche ,
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levent answered .
LES M I SERA B LES .
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Fauch el e ven t took Jean V alj ean s museu
l ar hand s in his old wrinkled and trembling
hand s an d for some seconds seemed as if u n
,
”
old m an as you please .
“
What do you wish m e to do b e con
t i n u ed .
” “
G ood said Jean Valjean ; now I will
,
”
Ah said F au ch el e ven t
,
th ere is a ,
”
child .
C H A PT ER CVI .
H OW J A V E R T O N L Y FO UND T H E N E ST .
o ff to Montferm eil .
“ ”
the grandfather which produced a good,
hi mself an d I am an ass
, .
244 VICT OR H UGO S W ORKS ’
.
Jave r t s c uriosity
’
In order to see this an
.
”
individu al really came up to Javert thus ,
vert ascr u p
,
u l ou s man never coll ared an y ,
246 VIC T O R H U GO S W ORK S ’
.
”
caped convi ct L et us repeat als o that
.
w o r ms .
’
o f the toll collector s put him o n h i s track .
NO . 62, RUE PI C PU S .
ce i v e that
y o u could see nothi n g What you
sa w w as night em p tiness gloom a w i nter
, , ,
256 VI CT OR n ue e s w o ax s .
CH A PT ER CVIII .
m s OBED I ENCE or M A RT I N v n ae a .
, , ,
hi l ar i ter , p er s e ver
'
an ter , et ca
sed
q u ad a m
obed i en tt a, like the file in the workman s
‘ ’
edi s cer it si n e p r es s d pi is l i ce n t z d
'
ex su er or .
order ,
A llow m e h oly moth er to send for , ,
”
a Bible to which I am greatly att ached .
h eart
The Bernardo Benedictines of Martin Ve r
-
p
Each sister comes i n her tu rn to kneel o n
the stone and confesses aloud in the r e
, ,
r esen t at i on s,
doubtless tolerated i n the con
vent th roug h a secret S pirit of proselyt ism ,
scandal .
age :
“
My fat h er I accuse myself of havi ng
,
been avaricious .
“
My father I accuse myself of havi ng
,
committed adultery .
“
My father I accuse mysel f of havi ng
,
”
rai sed my eyes to gentlemen .
Who is that
S he is a Spider s i r , .
A nd this one
”
A caterpillar .
y ou, but I am n o t on e .
C H A PT ER OX .
AM U S E M E N TS .
“
act l y
. We hide our pear or our apple as ,
smiled an d sa i d
, What my dear child a , , ,
?
her large black eyes Did she see it was .
n d terr i bly
'
u l z er es a ,
C H A P T ER CX I .
TH E LITTL E CO N V E N T .
pp o
- l ou r r i U nder the empire all these d i s
church so bu i lt as to se p
, arate the great co n
vent from the boarding school was common ,
CH A PT ER CX II .
A FE w P R OFI L E S F R O M TH E SHADO W .
”
cals were Mother S te Honorine the trea
, .
,
CH A PT E R CXIII .
P OST COR D A L A P I D E S .
p
o n the L ittle R ue l i c u s of which the Porte
’
,
“
l 6t h century wh ich was called the Tripo t
,
”
des onze mille diab l es A ll these str eets
.
,
CH A PT ER CXIV .
A C E N TU R Y U N DE R A W IM P L E .
i r o mes .
TH E E ND OF L I TT L E PI C P U S .
q u et s
,
and even a Turk s head It was in ’
.
Jul i a A l p i n u l a H i e j aceo Vi x z an n as vi gi n t i
'
.
,
CH A PT ER CXV .
TH E CO NV E N T As AN A B STRACT I DE A .
.
,
at i on s of death .
”
Declamation repeat the silly Rousseau , .
,
v e n t i on .
“
ing ,
Here good people here is the th i ng
, ,
”
for you This l o gical process was known to
' '
i s white B os cr etat u s. .
802 V I CT O R H UG O S W O R K S '
.
steadily
Men write and l i ve i n common i n virtue
.
staying at hom e .
Wh at do they do at home
They speak l o w lower their eyes labor re , , ,
W h at means praying to G od
304 VICT OR H U GO S W ORK S
‘
.
the relative
,
i s prayer .
th eir philosop h y .
“ “
To say the plant wills
, i nstead of t h e ,
t h ere i s a G od .
tp
’
“ ”
concept of the mind With n ihilism no
.
“ ”
concept of his mind H e does n ot perceive .
,
i n place of a philosophy .
p e r or i s
, clear and direct and prese nts n o
diffi culty ; but the right to live apart fr om
the world must be proved and carefully dealt
with Ca . e n o b i t i c life is a human problem .
yes and no .
A convent is a contradiction th e ai m is ,
. .
a certain m ajesty .
pe numbra of t h e tomb .
CH A PT E R CX V I .
H OW TO GE T INTO A CONV E NT .
“ ”
sa i d,
— I must stop here henceforth and ,
said ,
sel
I n the fir st place said F au ch el even t
, ,
”
On e step i n the gar d en and we are done .
”
That is true .
‘‘
S till Jean V aljean observed this cottage
, ,
”
Well ? Jean Val j ean asked .
“
The in t errogation that marked t his well
fancy that we can remain con
cea l ed here an d it was to this interrogation
,
y one d i es
— a chapter is always held when an .
in
Jean Valjean turned pale the m ere idea
of goi ng back to that formidable street made
him tremble Come out of a forest fu l l of
.
“ ”
I mpossible l he said S uppose Far .
,
Why I b el i ev e so F au ch el e v en t cont i n
, ,
”
ou t i n the same way as Cosette .
‘
what a burial is De P r of u n di s
. .
smile .
322 VI CT O R H uoo s '
w o ax s .
”
I wish to speak with you .
Well speak .
sa i d,
? ”
What to d o
To act as a lever .
event replied .
CH A PT ER CXVIII .
M OTH E R I NN OC E N T .
“
A n d the four chanting mothe r s will h elp
Is that all
No .
m other .
“
Fau v e n t we place confidence i n you
, .
”
I am here to do every thin g .
“
Yes reverend mother
, .
Bu t first ,
? ”
What reverend m other ,
No .
”
Did you n ot hear the bell ?
Noth i ng can be heard at the en d of the
garden .
R eall y now
LES MI SER A B LES . 32 7
”
S he died at daybreak .
“
A nd besides this morning t h e wind did
,
”
not blow i n my direction .
saint .
on ,
“
Three years ago through merely seeing
p
,
e r en d m other .
“
The mothers have carri ed her i nto th e
dead room adjoining the church
-
.
”
I kno w .
More often .
Eh
More often .
? ”
More often than what
R everen d mother I d i d not say more often
,
”
than what but more often
, .
the same as y ou .
VICT OR H UGO S W ORK S ’
.
A t n i n e i n th e morning an d eve r y h ou r
be the m ost Holy S acrem ent o f the altar
blessed an d adored said the prioress , .
“
I n her lifetime Mother Crucifixion per
formed conversions after her d eath sh e will
,
”
perform miracles .
ought to be obeyed .
”
S o be it .
”
sa y th e contrary
?
“
That is but fa ir .
It is a continua ti on of sleep .
Yes .
No to let it down
, .
LES MI S ERA B LES .
331
Where
Into the vault .
”
What vault ?
U nder the altar .
F au ch el even t started .
”
The vault un der the altar ?
”
Yes .
B ut
You have an i ron bar .
Yes still,
“
B ut you wi ll lift the stone by pas s i ng
”
the bar th rough the r i ng .
“
B ut
We must obey t h e dead It was t h e last .
B ut i t i s forb i d den .
”
S uppos e it oozed out ?
We have confidence in you .
“ B ut m oth er suppos i ng t h e
r everend
, ,
t i n u ed ,
“
The r i gh t of the monasteries to sep ul
S en au l t T h e n am e of Father Coton is
.
We on G abriel B u ce l i n u s T r i t h e me Mauro
, , ,
”
leus and Do n L uc d A ch er y
,
’
.
t l ed
It is reverend m other .
”
Can we reckon o n you ?
”
I wi ll obey .
”
Very good .
“
A nd the sister at the stake
S he will not tu rn rou nd .
”
But she will hear .
pr i o re ss continu ed ,
”
R everend m other 9
? ”
the other coffin
It must be buried .
E mpty .
Oh the de ,
Fau ch el ev en t exclaimed .
b o dy
You are ri ght for eart h is the same as a
,
LES M I SERA B LES .
389
coffin
I take it on myself .
daughter .
CH A PT E R CXIX .
A PLAN OF ESCAPE .
? ”
Well
A l l is arranged and nothing i s so
, sa i d ,
? ”
But you Father Madeleine
,
trick
Jean Valjean look ed at him and fanc i ed ,
tinned ,
‘
Then he explained to Val j ean that it was a
reward fo r a service which he Fau c h el ev en t , ,
342 VI CT OR '
n ue o s W ORK S .
”
Well then a livi ng on e
, , .
Who
Myself sai d J can Valjean, .
s if a shell h a
a d explod ed under hi s cha i r .
”
You ?
9 ”
Why n ot
J ean Valjean had one of t h o se r ar e smi les
which resembled a sunbeam i n a wintry s ky .
“
Most seriously . Must I not get out Of
h ere ?”
O f course .
9 ”
Well
The h otto w i ll be Of deal an d t h e tilt of ,
”
black cloth .
“
No white cloth Nuns are buri ed i n
, .
”
white .
jean went on .
“
The point is to get out of here unseen ,
“
I n what i s called the dead house It is -
.
pall
”
What i s the length of th e coffin ?
Si x feet .
”
What church ?
The street church the one Open to every ,
’
b ody fi
”
Have you the keys Of these doors ?
No I have the key of the one comm uni
,
”
out the door i s locked again .
”
Who places the pall over it ?
I do
A re you a
.
”
lone ?
No other man excepting the doctor is , ,
”
t e n o n the wall .
344 VICT OR H UGO ‘S W ORKS .
key
A t what hour to m orrow will the he m e -
”
food for I shall be hungry
?
.
“ ”
I will bring you some .
his fi n ge r bones -
.
”
O h it i s impossible !
,
”
do your work for you He will go and I .
,
will go well .
CH A PT ER CXX .
A D R UN K A R D I S N OT I M M O R TAL .
’
gate an d the footman s gate The Bernardo .
34 8 VI CT OR H UGO S W ORKS ‘
.
pl e te .
asked him ,
Who ar e y ou
LES M I SERA B LES .
351
Why Father M
.
,
e st i e n n e i s the grave
“
H ow ,was .
He is dead .
“
Why it is impossible
,
.
It is the case .
is Father M
, ,
“ ”
e st i e n n e .
“
A fter Napoleon L ouis XVIII A fter
Mest i en n e Gr i b i e r R ustic my name is
.
,
.
, ,
”
Gr i b i e r
.
“
A h what funny things do happen
Fath er M
,
e s t i e n n e is dead ; I feel
“
I am the convent gravedigger .
”
My colleague the man s aid , .
growled
M
,
S O then Father
, , es t i en n e is dead .
”
L e b on Dieu th e man said au th o r i tat i
,
“
A re we not going to form an acq ua in
tance Fau ch e l e ven t stamm ered .
“
It is formed You are a rustic I am a
.
,
Pari sian .
“
People n ever know one another
354 VI CT OR H U GO S W ORKS ‘
.
Let us go to dr i nk he said , .
Fau ch el eve n t pr e p
,
e s t i en n e
anxious to pay .
“ ”
S till the gr avedigger cont i nued
,
a ,
p i ck ru ins m y hand ”
.
LES MI SERA B LES .
35 5
in consternation .
CH A PT ER CXX I .
B E T W EE N FO U R PL A N K s .
Qu i d or mi u u t m t r r w p
u l ver e ev i gz l abu n t;
'
r
,
al i i i n vi r ob r z u ,
at vi d ean t se p
m er
Re q u i em ce ter n a/ n d on s ei , Domi n o .
E t lux pp
er et u a l ace/r t ei !
What peasant
“
Fau c hel e ve n t repeated ’
I ll pay for the ,
wi ne
What wine
The A rgenteuil .
W h ere is it
”
A t t h e B o n Coing !
”
GO to t h e deuce said the gravedigger , .
m i ngl ed,
“
reflection A nd s uppose h e does drink w i ll
, ,
he get drunk
Provincial sai d the gravedigger si nce
, ,
“
I t i s A rgenteuil wine .
”
pulled .
”
But come an d dr i nk he cried since I , ,
”
o ff er to pay .
Gr i b i e r .
an d said ,
card
? ”
What card
360 VI CT O R HU GO S W O R K S ’
.
inside out .
“ ”
No he said I have not got my card I
, , ,
”
must have forgotten it .
“
O h L ord have m ercy upon me b e ex
, ,
l ”
clai med ; fifteen francs fi n e
Three on e hundred sous p i ece said Fau
- -
,
ch el e ve n t .
“
no despair you need n ot take advantage of
the grave to commit suicide Fifteen francs .
“
That is true .
Perfectl y correct .
36 2 VI CT OR u ue o s ’
W ORKS .
h i s shoulders an d cr i ed ,
That i s the way i n
,
”
which I save h i m .
that there is no s i l i l o q
u y i n nature Power .
’
It is Father es t i e n n e s fault Why did .
w h o looked at hi m .
knee s .
”
Holy Virgin ! how you frigh tened me !
Then he rose and cried Thank you , ,
Fath er Madeleine !
Jean Valjean had only fainted an d the ,
‘
closed I said There he i s su ffocated ! I ’
, , ,
“
L et us get out Of th i s at once sai d ,
Fau ch el even t .
Is it you p easant ,
”
your card with the porter of the cemetery .
”
What does this m ean ? Gr i b i er asked .
CH A PT ER CX X III .
A S U CC E SSF U L E X A M I N ATI O N .
“
double and startling problem h o w to get ,
”
in and how to get out
, The porter w h o .
,
answered .
“ ? ”
Wh at is your name
“
Fau ch el ev e n t answered : Ult i me Fau ch el
”
event .
?”
Where do you com e from
F au chel eve n t From Picqu i gny near
. ,
”
Amiens .
“
What is you r age
“ ”
F . Fifty .
Wh at is you r trade
”
F . G ardener .
”
A r e y ou a g ood Ch ristian ?
37 0 V i C T OR H UG O S W ORKS ‘
.
”
prize .
CH A PT E R CX XIV .
I N TH E CO N V E N T .
and obta i ned the old clothes she lef t off ; the
,
him .
“ “
Father Cosette asked one day What
, ,
paid for it .
i n disgrace .
st ey es and
, ,
V l CT O R H U GO S W ORKS ‘
.
others .
warded .
of his d estiny
This house was a p ri son too an d bore a , ,
grew .
CH A PT E R cxx v
.
LUS PA R V U .
a gan i i n .Cou p
le these two id eas t h e o n e ,
childish Bohemia .
”
on ,
and looking for it under stones is a ple as
ar e of a formidable nature A nother pleasure .
“ ”
physician H i l l oh l shouts a gamin w h en
.
,
CH A PT ER CXXVI .
H E I S A G REE A B LE .
the gamin H e p
'
os s e s s es some literary i n
.
n or an t of is a S partan in fi l c hi n g wallows on
, ,
lais .
I ”
would say H i l l oh old B e guey
,
C H A PT ER CX XVI I .
H E M AY BE U SEFUL .
initiative Prudhom me an d Fo u i l l on
,
Paris .
en vironed Pa r i s .
cu e i l ,
Belleville A ubervilliers hi e n i l mon
, ,
CH A PT ER CXXVIII .
A SM ALL B I T OF H I STO R Y .
the fathers .
“
D ieu de D i eu ! h o w unlucky I am 1 just think
that I never s aw an y body fal l from a fi fth
”
floor ! A ssuredly it was a n eat rem ark of
the peasants Father S o an d S o your wife ,
“
6 9 R ue de l U n i v er s i t é Why are you doing
’
, ,
“
the lad answered A cu r é lives there
, The .
LE S M I S ERA B LES .
395
etc etc
.
, .
C H A PT ER CXXX .
TH E OLD S OU L or GA U L .
i o n n e t who abused
, miracles issued from ,
bolus an d A r gi r y p
, p u s descend the Co u r t i l l e
— uis
Q ppr o er a n t e m m e p r el i en d i l
p a l l i o ?
“
A lthough Pl utarch say s that t h e tyrant
”
never goes to sleep R ome u nder S ylla as
, ,
B i b er e Ti b er i m, i d s ed i ti on e m obl i v z s ci
’
es t .
400
' '
.
“ ”
the hiccough of Pri apus No featu re of .
Ram ponneau .
—V l cto r H ugo . V ol VI
. .,
9.
LES MI S ERA B LE S .
401
CH A PT ER CXXXI .
TH E R E I GN or R I D I C U LE .
It is s u p u r b ; i t h as a prodigious July 1 4 ,
ake .
CH A PT ER CX XX II .
L I TT LE G A V R OCH E .
are orphans .
“ ”
and h e answe r ed From th e street wh en
,
:
? ”
he went away Where are you going
, an d
“ ”
he answered To the street
, His m other .
”
would say to him What d o you want h ere ?
,
CH A PT E R CXXX III .
N I N E T Y Y E A R S A ND T W O A ND T H IRTY TE E TH
- -
.
t o wh en he was i n a passion an d w h om h e ,
p fl
a n to o u ch e of the
pau t ou flocb ad e !
”
His
t r anqu i llity was curious ; he was shaved every
m o r n i ng by a barber who had been mad and
who d etested him for he was jealous of M
, .
“
nature but he did not give to the latter
,
an d with an i n fi n i t u d e of d etails M G il . .
l u t i on i s a collection of r agamu ffi n s
”
.
C HA PT ER C XXX IV .
C E NT E N A R I A N A S PI R A I I ON S
'
.
He had w o r n i n h is youth a ~
“
lau g h . Oh he would say wh o are ,
Christ i an n am es L uc E sprit , .
” “
ing nobleman he would say
, and how ,
“
The elixir of gold h e would exclaim .
”
dred bottles o f it to th e Pope He would .