{"speaker": "Napoleon", "text": "Who is this good man who is staring at me?", "pos": 1695}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Sire, you are looking at a good man, and I at a great man. Each of us can profit by it.", "pos": 1740}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Monsieur the director of the hospital, how many sick people have you at the present moment?", "pos": 6317}
{"speaker": "director", "text": "Twenty-six, Monseigneur.", "pos": 6429}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "That was the number which I counted,", "pos": 6456}
{"speaker": "director", "text": "The beds, are very much crowded against each other.", "pos": 6512}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "That is what I observed.", "pos": 6590}
{"speaker": "director", "text": "The halls are nothing but rooms, and it is with difficulty that the air can be changed in them.", "pos": 6617}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "So it seems to me.", "pos": 6715}
{"speaker": "director", "text": "And then, when there is a ray of sun, the garden is very small for the convalescents.", "pos": 6736}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "That was what I said to myself.", "pos": 6824}
{"speaker": "director", "text": "In case of epidemics,—we have had the typhus fever this year; we had the sweating sickness two years ago, and a hundred patients at times,—we know not what to do.", "pos": 6858}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "That is the thought which occurred to me.", "pos": 7023}
{"speaker": "director", "text": "What would you have, Monseigneur? One must resign one’s self.", "pos": 7067}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Monsieur, how many beds do you think this hall alone would hold?", "pos": 7327}
{"speaker": "director", "text": "Monseigneur’s dining-room?", "pos": 7405}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "It would hold full twenty beds. Hold, Monsieur the director of the hospital, I will tell you something. There is evidently a mistake here. There are thirty-six of you, in five or six small rooms. There are three of us here, and we have room for sixty. There is some mistake, I tell you; you have my house, and I have yours. Give me back my house; you are at home here.", "pos": 7579}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "And still I am quite cramped with it all!", "pos": 10956}
{"speaker": "Madame Magloire", "text": "I should think so! Monseigneur has not even claimed the allowance which the department owes him for the expense of his carriage in town, and for his journeys about the diocese. It was customary for bishops in former days.", "pos": 11000}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Hold! you are quite right, Madame Magloire.", "pos": 11253}
{"speaker": "a senator of the Empire", "text": "Expenses of carriage? What can be done with it in a town of less than four thousand inhabitants? Expenses of journeys? What is the use of these trips, in the first place? Next, how can the posting be accomplished in these mountainous parts? There are no roads. No one travels otherwise than on horseback. Even the bridge between Durance and Château-Arnoux can barely support ox-teams. These priests are all thus, greedy and avaricious. This man played the good priest when he first came. Now he does like the rest; he must have a carriage and a posting-chaise, he must have luxuries, like the bishops of the olden days. Oh, all this priesthood! Things will not go well, M. le Comte, until the Emperor has freed us from these black-capped rascals. Down with the Pope! For my part, I am for Cæsar alone.", "pos": 12025}
{"speaker": "Madame Magloire", "text": "Good. Monseigneur began with other people, but he has had to wind up with himself, after all. He has regulated all his charities. Now here are three thousand francs for us! At last!", "pos": 12914}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "I like that name. Bienvenu makes up for the Monseigneur.", "pos": 15194}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Monsieur the Mayor, and Messieurs Citizens, I perceive that I shock you. You think it very arrogant in a poor priest to ride an animal which was used by Jesus Christ. I have done so from necessity, I assure you, and not from vanity. Look at the people of Briançon! They have conferred on the poor, on widows and orphans, the right to have their meadows mown three days in advance of every one else. They rebuild their houses for them gratuitously when they are ruined. Therefore it is a country which is blessed by God. For a whole century, there has not been a single murderer among them. Look at the people of Embrun! If, at the harvest season, the father of a family has his son away on service in the army, and his daughters at service in the town, and if he is ill and incapacitated, the curé recommends him to the prayers of the congregation; and on Sunday, after the mass, all the inhabitants of the village—men, women, and children—go to the poor man’s field and do his harvesting for him, and carry his straw and his grain to his granary. Look at the mountaineers of Devolny, a country so wild that the nightingale is not heard there once in fifty years. Well, when the father of a family dies, the boys go off to seek their fortunes, leaving the property to the girls, so that they may find husbands. Look at those good peasants in the valley of Queyras! There are three thousand souls of them. Mon Dieu! it is like a little republic. Neither judge nor bailiff is known there. The mayor does everything. He allots the imposts, taxes each person conscientiously, judges quarrels for nothing, divides inheritances without charge, pronounces sentences gratuitously; and he is obeyed, because he is a just man among simple men. Do you know how they manage? Since a little country of a dozen or fifteen hearths cannot always support a teacher, they have schoolmasters who are paid by the whole valley, who make the round of the villages, spending a week in this one, ten days in that, and instruct them. These teachers go to the fairs. I have seen them there. They are to be recognized by the quill pens which they wear in the cord of their hat. Those who teach reading only have one pen; those who teach reading and reckoning have two pens; those who teach reading, reckoning, and Latin have three pens. But what a disgrace to be ignorant! Do like the people of Queyras!", "pos": 16398}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Madame Magloire, fetch me a chair. My greatness does not reach as far as that shelf.", "pos": 20158}
{"speaker": "Madame la Comtesse de Lô", "text": "the expectations", "pos": 20408}
{"speaker": "Madame de Lô", "text": "Mon Dieu, cousin! What are you thinking about?", "pos": 21105}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "I am thinking, of a singular remark, which is to be found, I believe, in St. Augustine,—‘Place your hopes in the man from whom you do not inherit.’ What a stout back Death has! What a strange burden of titles is cheerfully imposed on him, and how much wit must men have, in order thus to press the tomb into the service of vanity!", "pos": 21154}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "There is M. Géborand purchasing paradise for a sou. You must give me something, M. le Marquis.", "pos": 22793}
{"speaker": "The Marquis", "text": "I have poor people of my own, Monseigneur.", "pos": 23420}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Give them to me. My very dear brethren, my good friends, there are thirteen hundred and twenty thousand peasants’ dwellings in France which have but three openings; eighteen hundred and seventeen thousand hovels which have but two openings, the door and one window; and three hundred and forty-six thousand cabins besides which have but one opening, the door. And this arises from a thing which is called the tax on doors and windows. Just put poor families, old women and little children, in those buildings, and behold the fevers and maladies which result! Alas! God gives air to men; the law sells it to them. I do not blame the law, but I bless God. In the department of the Isère, in the Var, in the two departments of the Alpes, the Hautes, and the Basses, the peasants have not even wheelbarrows; they transport their manure on the backs of men; they have no candles, and they burn resinous sticks, and bits of rope dipped in pitch. That is the state of affairs throughout the whole of the hilly country of Dauphiné. They make bread for six months at one time; they bake it with dried cow-dung. In the winter they break this bread up with an axe, and they soak it for twenty-four hours, in order to render it eatable. My brethren, have pity! behold the suffering on all sides of you! En bé! moussu, sés sagé? Onté anaras passa? Puerte un bouen moutu embe un bouen fromage grase. Examine the road over which the fault has passed. Man has upon him his flesh, which is at once his burden and his temptation. He drags it with him and yields to it. He must watch it, check it, repress it, and obey it only at the last extremity. There may be some fault even in this obedience; but the fault thus committed is venial; it is a fall, but a fall on the knees which may terminate in prayer. To be a saint is the exception; to be an upright man is the rule. Err, fall, sin if you will, but be upright. The least possible sin is the law of man. No sin at all is the dream of the angel. All which is terrestrial is subject to sin. Sin is a gravitation. Oh! oh! to all appearance, this is a great crime which all the world commits. These are hypocrisies which have taken fright, and are in haste to make protest and to put themselves under shelter. The faults of women, of children, of the feeble, the indigent, and the ignorant, are the fault of the husbands, the fathers, the masters, the strong, the rich, and the wise. Teach those who are ignorant as many things as possible; society is culpable, in that it does not afford instruction gratis; it is responsible for the night which it produces. This soul is full of shadow; sin is therein committed. The guilty one is not the person who has committed the sin, but the person who has created the shadow.", "pos": 23465}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Where are this man and woman to be tried?", "pos": 28889}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "At the Court of Assizes.", "pos": 28933}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "And where will the advocate of the crown be tried?", "pos": 28972}
{"speaker": "The curé", "text": "That is no affair of mine. I have nothing to do with that unpleasant task, and with that mountebank: I, too, am ill; and besides, it is not my place.", "pos": 29512}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Monsieur le Curé is right: it is not his place; it is mine.", "pos": 29713}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "God raises from the dead him whom man slays; he whom his brothers have rejected finds his Father once more. Pray, believe, enter into life: the Father is there. his palace I have just officiated pontifically.", "pos": 31336}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "It is affectation.", "pos": 32016}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "I did not think that it was so monstrous. It is wrong to become absorbed in the divine law to such a degree as not to perceive human law. Death belongs to God alone. By what right do men touch that unknown thing?", "pos": 34474}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Have a care of the manner in which you turn towards the dead. Think not of that which perishes. Gaze steadily. You will perceive the living light of your well-beloved dead in the depths of heaven.", "pos": 35446}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "The mind is a garden,", "pos": 37425}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Oh, you who are! Ecclesiastes calls you the All-powerful; the Maccabees call you the Creator; the Epistle to the Ephesians calls you liberty; Baruch calls you Immensity; the Psalms call you Wisdom and Truth; John calls you Light; the Books of Kings call you Lord; Exodus calls you Providence; Leviticus, Sanctity; Esdras, Justice; the creation calls you God; man calls you Father; but Solomon calls you Compassion, and that is the most beautiful of all your names.", "pos": 41014}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "I am paying my tithes,", "pos": 43034}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "The most beautiful of altars, is the soul of an unhappy creature consoled and thanking God.", "pos": 43972}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "How delightful that is!", "pos": 48370}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "That takes nothing from the poor. I find it difficult to renounce eating from silver dishes.", "pos": 49178}
{"speaker": "Madame Magloire", "text": "Monseigneur, you who turn everything to account, have, nevertheless, one useless plot. It would be better to grow salads there than bouquets.", "pos": 50719}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Madame Magloire, you are mistaken. The beautiful is as useful as the useful. More so, perhaps.", "pos": 50863}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Have bolts put on your rooms, if that will please you. This is the shade of difference: the door of the physician should never be shut, the door of the priest should always be open. Am not I a physician like them? I also have my patients, and then, too, I have some whom I call my unfortunates. Do not inquire the name of him who asks a shelter of you. The very man who is embarrassed by his name is the one who needs shelter.", "pos": 52392}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Nisi Dominus custodierit domum, in vanum vigilant qui custodiunt eam,” Unless the Lord guard the house, in vain do they watch who guard it. There is a bravery of the priest as well as the bravery of a colonel of dragoons,—only, ours must be tranquil.", "pos": 53775}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Therefore. I intend to go without escort.", "pos": 55464}
{"speaker": "The mayor", "text": "You do not really mean that, Monseigneur!", "pos": 55527}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "I do mean it so thoroughly that I absolutely refuse any gendarmes, and shall set out in an hour.", "pos": 55592}
{"speaker": "The mayor", "text": "Set out?", "pos": 55691}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Set out.", "pos": 55702}
{"speaker": "The mayor", "text": "Alone?", "pos": 55713}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Alone.", "pos": 55722}
{"speaker": "The mayor", "text": "Monseigneur, you will not do that!", "pos": 55731}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "There exists yonder in the mountains, a tiny community no bigger than that, which I have not seen for three years. They are my good friends, those gentle and honest shepherds. They own one goat out of every thirty that they tend. They make very pretty woollen cords of various colors, and they play the mountain airs on little flutes with six holes. They need to be told of the good God now and then. What would they say to a bishop who was afraid? What would they say if I did not go?", "pos": 55768}
{"speaker": "The mayor", "text": "But the brigands, Monseigneur?", "pos": 56275}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Hold. I must think of that. You are right. I may meet them. They, too, need to be told of the good God.", "pos": 56308}
{"speaker": "The mayor", "text": "But, Monseigneur, there is a band of them! A flock of wolves!", "pos": 56433}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Monsieur le maire, it may be that it is of this very flock of wolves that Jesus has constituted me the shepherd. Who knows the ways of Providence?", "pos": 56497}
{"speaker": "The mayor", "text": "They will rob you, Monseigneur.", "pos": 56646}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "I have nothing.", "pos": 56680}
{"speaker": "The mayor", "text": "They will kill you.", "pos": 56698}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "An old goodman of a priest, who passes along mumbling his prayers? Bah! To what purpose?", "pos": 56720}
{"speaker": "The mayor", "text": "Oh, mon Dieu! what if you should meet them!", "pos": 56811}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "I should beg alms of them for my poor.", "pos": 56857}
{"speaker": "The mayor", "text": "Do not go, Monseigneur. In the name of Heaven! You are risking your life!", "pos": 56898}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Monsieur le maire, is that really all? I am not in the world to guard my own life, but to guard souls.", "pos": 56974}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Bah! Let us announce our Te Deum from the pulpit, nevertheless, Monsieur le Curé. Things will arrange themselves.", "pos": 57911}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "From Cravatte to Monseigneur Bienvenu. Did not I say that things would come right of themselves? To him who contents himself with the surplice of a curate, God sends the cope of an archbishop.", "pos": 58711}
{"speaker": "The curé", "text": "Monseigneur. God—or the Devil.", "pos": 58956}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "God! Well! was I in the right? The poor priest went to his poor mountaineers with empty hands, and he returns from them with his hands full. I set out bearing only my faith in God; I have brought back the treasure of a cathedral. Let us never fear robbers nor murderers. Those are dangers from without, petty dangers. Let us fear ourselves. Prejudices are the real robbers; vices are the real murderers. The great dangers lie within ourselves. What matters it what threatens our head or our purse! Let us think only of that which threatens our soul. Sister, never a precaution on the part of the priest, against his fellow-man. That which his fellow does, God permits. Let us confine ourselves to prayer, when we think that a danger is approaching us. Let us pray, not for ourselves, but that our brother may not fall into sin on our account.", "pos": 59116}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The question is, to decide whether this should be turned over to the cathedral or to the hospital.", "pos": 61177}
{"speaker": "The senator", "text": "Egad, Bishop, let’s have a discussion. It is hard for a senator and a bishop to look at each other without winking. We are two augurs. I am going to make a confession to you. I have a philosophy of my own.", "pos": 62548}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "And you are right. As one makes one’s philosophy, so one lies on it. You are on the bed of purple, senator.", "pos": 62756}
{"speaker": "The senator", "text": "Let us be good fellows.", "pos": 62930}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Good devils even,", "pos": 62956}
{"speaker": "The senator", "text": "I declare to you, that the Marquis d’Argens, Pyrrhon, Hobbes, and M. Naigeon are no rascals. I have all the philosophers in my library gilded on the edges.", "pos": 62993}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Like yourself, Count,", "pos": 63176}
{"speaker": "The senator", "text": "I hate Diderot; he is an ideologist, a declaimer, and a revolutionist, a believer in God at bottom, and more bigoted than Voltaire. Voltaire made sport of Needham, and he was wrong, for Needham’s eels prove that God is useless. A drop of vinegar in a spoonful of flour paste supplies the fiat lux. Suppose the drop to be larger and the spoonful bigger; you have the world. Man is the eel. Then what is the good of the Eternal Father? The Jehovah hypothesis tires me, Bishop. It is good for nothing but to produce shallow people, whose reasoning is hollow. Down with that great All, which torments me! Hurrah for Zero which leaves me in peace! Between you and me, and in order to empty my sack, and make confession to my pastor, as it behooves me to do, I will admit to you that I have good sense. I am not enthusiastic over your Jesus, who preaches renunciation and sacrifice to the last extremity. ’Tis the counsel of an avaricious man to beggars. Renunciation; why? Sacrifice; to what end? I do not see one wolf immolating himself for the happiness of another wolf. Let us stick to nature, then. We are at the top; let us have a superior philosophy. What is the advantage of being at the top, if one sees no further than the end of other people’s noses? Let us live merrily. Life is all. That man has another future elsewhere, on high, below, anywhere, I don’t believe; not one single word of it. Ah! sacrifice and renunciation are recommended to me; I must take heed to everything I do; I must cudgel my brains over good and evil, over the just and the unjust, over the fas and the nefas. Why? Because I shall have to render an account of my actions. When? After death. What a fine dream! After my death it will be a very clever person who can catch me. Have a handful of dust seized by a shadow-hand, if you can. Let us tell the truth, we who are initiated, and who have raised the veil of Isis: there is no such thing as either good or evil; there is vegetation. Let us seek the real. Let us get to the bottom of it. Let us go into it thoroughly. What the deuce! let us go to the bottom of it! We must scent out the truth; dig in the earth for it, and seize it. Then it gives you exquisite joys. Then you grow strong, and you laugh. I am square on the bottom, I am. Immortality, Bishop, is a chance, a waiting for dead men’s shoes. Ah! what a charming promise! trust to it, if you like! What a fine lot Adam has! We are souls, and we shall be angels, with blue wings on our shoulder-blades. Do come to my assistance: is it not Tertullian who says that the blessed shall travel from star to star? Very well. We shall be the grasshoppers of the stars. And then, besides, we shall see God. Ta, ta, ta! What twaddle all these paradises are! God is a nonsensical monster. I would not say that in the Moniteur, egad! but I may whisper it among friends. Inter pocula. To sacrifice the world to paradise is to let slip the prey for the shadow. Be the dupe of the infinite! I’m not such a fool. I am a nought. I call myself Monsieur le Comte Nought, senator. Did I exist before my birth? No. Shall I exist after death? No. What am I? A little dust collected in an organism. What am I to do on this earth? The choice rests with me: suffer or enjoy. Whither will suffering lead me? To nothingness; but I shall have suffered. Whither will enjoyment lead me? To nothingness; but I shall have enjoyed myself. My choice is made. One must eat or be eaten. I shall eat. It is better to be the tooth than the grass. Such is my wisdom. After which, go whither I push thee, the grave-digger is there; the Pantheon for some of us: all falls into the great hole. End. Finis. Total liquidation. This is the vanishing-point. Death is death, believe me. I laugh at the idea of there being any one who has anything to tell me on that subject. Fables of nurses; bugaboo for children; Jehovah for men. No; our to-morrow is the night. Beyond the tomb there is nothing but equal nothingness. You have been Sardanapalus, you have been Vincent de Paul—it makes no difference. That is the truth. Then live your life, above all things. Make use of your I while you have it. In truth, Bishop, I tell you that I have a philosophy of my own, and I have my philosophers. I don’t let myself be taken in with that nonsense. Of course, there must be something for those who are down,—for the barefooted beggars, knife-grinders, and miserable wretches. Legends, chimæras, the soul, immortality, paradise, the stars, are provided for them to swallow. They gobble it down. They spread it on their dry bread. He who has nothing else has the good God. That is the least he can have. I oppose no objection to that; but I reserve Monsieur Naigeon for myself. The good God is good for the populace.", "pos": 63245}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "That’s talking! What an excellent and really marvellous thing is this materialism! Not every one who wants it can have it. Ah! when one does have it, one is no longer a dupe, one does not stupidly allow one’s self to be exiled like Cato, nor stoned like Stephen, nor burned alive like Jeanne d’Arc. Those who have succeeded in procuring this admirable materialism have the joy of feeling themselves irresponsible, and of thinking that they can devour everything without uneasiness,—places, sinecures, dignities, power, whether well or ill acquired, lucrative recantations, useful treacheries, savory capitulations of conscience,—and that they shall enter the tomb with their digestion accomplished. How agreeable that is! I do not say that with reference to you, senator. Nevertheless, it is impossible for me to refrain from congratulating you. You great lords have, so you say, a philosophy of your own, and for yourselves, which is exquisite, refined, accessible to the rich alone, good for all sauces, and which seasons the voluptuousness of life admirably. This philosophy has been extracted from the depths, and unearthed by special seekers. But you are good-natured princes, and you do not think it a bad thing that belief in the good God should constitute the philosophy of the people, very much as the goose stuffed with chestnuts is the truffled turkey of the poor.", "pos": 68032}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "MY GOOD MADAM: Not a day passes without our speaking of you. It is our established custom; but there is another reason besides. Just imagine, while washing and dusting the ceilings and walls, Madam Magloire has made some discoveries; now our two chambers hung with antique paper whitewashed over, would not discredit a château in the style of yours. Madam Magloire has pulled off all the paper. There were things beneath. My drawing-room, which contains no furniture, and which we use for spreading out the linen after washing, is fifteen feet in height, eighteen square, with a ceiling which was formerly painted and gilded, and with beams, as in yours. This was covered with a cloth while this was the hospital. And the woodwork was of the era of our grandmothers. But my room is the one you ought to see. Madam Magloire has discovered, under at least ten thicknesses of paper pasted on top, some paintings, which without being good are very tolerable. The subject is Telemachus being knighted by Minerva in some gardens, the name of which escapes me. In short, where the Roman ladies repaired on one single night. What shall I say to you? I have Romans, and Roman ladies , and the whole train. Madam Magloire has cleaned it all off; this summer she is going to have some small injuries repaired, and the whole revarnished, and my chamber will be a regular museum. She has also found in a corner of the attic two wooden pier-tables of ancient fashion. They asked us two crowns of six francs each to regild them, but it is much better to give the money to the poor; and they are very ugly besides, and I should much prefer a round table of mahogany.", "pos": 70030}
{"speaker": "Baptistine", "text": "I am always very happy. My brother is so good. He gives all he has to the poor and sick. We are very much cramped. The country is trying in the winter, and we really must do something for those who are in need. We are almost comfortably lighted and warmed. You see that these are great treats. My brother has ways of his own. When he talks, he says that a bishop ought to be so. Just imagine! the door of our house is never fastened. Whoever chooses to enter finds himself at once in my brother’s room. He fears nothing, even at night. That is his sort of bravery, he says. He does not wish me or Madame Magloire feel any fear for him. He exposes himself to all sorts of dangers, and he does not like to have us even seem to notice it. One must know how to understand him. He goes out in the rain, he walks in the water, he travels in winter. He fears neither suspicious roads nor dangerous encounters, nor night.", "pos": 71681}
{"speaker": "My brother", "text": "Last year he went quite alone into a country of robbers. He would not take us. He was absent for a fortnight. On his return nothing had happened to him; he was thought to be dead, but was perfectly well, and said, “This is the way I have been robbed!” And then he opened a trunk full of jewels, all the jewels of the cathedral of Embrun, which the thieves had given him.", "pos": 72595}
{"speaker": "Baptistine", "text": "When he returned on that occasion, I could not refrain from scolding him a little, taking care, however, not to speak except when the carriage was making a noise, so that no one might hear me. At first I used to say to myself, “There are no dangers which will stop him; he is terrible.” Now I have ended by getting used to it. I make a sign to Madam Magloire that she is not to oppose him. He risks himself as he sees fit. I carry off Madam Magloire, I enter my chamber, I pray for him and fall asleep. I am at ease, because I know that if anything were to happen to him, it would be the end of me. I should go to the good God with my brother and my bishop. It has cost Madam Magloire more trouble than it did me to accustom herself to what she terms his imprudences. But now the habit has been acquired. We pray together, we tremble together, and we fall asleep. If the devil were to enter this house, he would be allowed to do so. After all, what is there for us to fear in this house? There is always some one with us who is stronger than we. The devil may pass through it, but the good God dwells here. This suffices me. My brother has no longer any need of saying a word to me. I understand him without his speaking, and we abandon ourselves to the care of Providence. That is the way one has to do with a man who possesses grandeur of soul. I have interrogated my brother with regard to the information which you desire on the subject of the Faux family. You are aware that he knows everything, and that he has memories, because he is still a very good royalist. They really are a very ancient Norman family of the generalship of Caen. Five hundred years ago there was a Raoul de Faux, a Jean de Faux, and a Thomas de Faux, who were gentlemen, and one of whom was a seigneur de Rochefort. The last was Guy-Étienne-Alexandre, and was commander of a regiment, and something in the light horse of Bretagne. His daughter, Marie-Louise, married Adrien-Charles de Gramont, son of the Duke Louis de Gramont, peer of France, colonel of the French guards, and lieutenant-general of the army. It is written Faux, Fauq, and Faoucq. Good Madame, recommend us to the prayers of your sainted relative, Monsieur the Cardinal. As for your dear Sylvanie, she has done well in not wasting the few moments which she passes with you in writing to me. She is well, works as you would wish, and loves me. That is all that I desire. The souvenir which she sent through you reached me safely, and it makes me very happy. My health is not so very bad, and yet I grow thinner every day. Farewell; my paper is at an end, and this forces me to leave you. A thousand good wishes. P.S. Your grand nephew is charming. Do you know that he will soon be five years old? Yesterday he saw some one riding by on horseback who had on knee-caps, and he said, “What has he got on his knees?” He is a charming child! His little brother is dragging an old broom about the room, like a carriage, and saying, “Hu!”", "pos": 72966}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "There is a soul yonder which is lonely. I owe him a visit.", "pos": 79474}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Thank God!", "pos": 80444}
{"speaker": "the old man", "text": "Thank you. I need nothing. This is the first time since I have been here, that any one has entered here. Who are you, sir?", "pos": 81477}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "My name is Bienvenu Myriel.", "pos": 81897}
{"speaker": "the old man", "text": "Bienvenu Myriel? I have heard that name. Are you the man whom the people call Monseigneur Welcome?", "pos": 81927}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "I am.", "pos": 82028}
{"speaker": "the old man", "text": "In that case, you are my bishop?", "pos": 82074}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Something of that sort.", "pos": 82109}
{"speaker": "the member of the Convention", "text": "Enter, sir.", "pos": 82135}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "I am pleased to see that I have been misinformed. You certainly do not seem to me to be ill.", "pos": 82287}
{"speaker": "the old man", "text": "Monsieur. I am going to recover. I shall die three hours hence. I am something of a doctor; I know in what fashion the last hour draws on. Yesterday, only my feet were cold; to-day, the chill has ascended to my knees; now I feel it mounting to my waist; when it reaches the heart, I shall stop. The sun is beautiful, is it not? I had myself wheeled out here to take a last look at things. You can talk to me; it does not fatigue me. You have done well to come and look at a man who is on the point of death. It is well that there should be witnesses at that moment. One has one’s caprices; I should have liked to last until the dawn, but I know that I shall hardly live three hours. It will be night then. What does it matter, after all? Dying is a simple affair. One has no need of the light for that. So be it. I shall die by starlight. Go to thy bed; thou wert awake all last night; thou art tired. I shall die while he sleeps. The two slumbers may be good neighbors.", "pos": 82382}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "I congratulate you. You did not vote for the death of the king, after all.", "pos": 86038}
{"speaker": "the old member of the Convention", "text": "Do not congratulate me too much, sir. I did vote for the death of the tyrant.", "pos": 86340}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "What do you mean to say?", "pos": 86481}
{"speaker": "the old member of the Convention", "text": "I mean to say that man has a tyrant,—ignorance. I voted for the death of that tyrant. That tyrant engendered royalty, which is authority falsely understood, while science is authority rightly understood. Man should be governed only by science.", "pos": 86528}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "And conscience,", "pos": 86774}
{"speaker": "the old member of the Convention", "text": "It is the same thing. Conscience is the quantity of innate science which we have within us.", "pos": 86810}
{"speaker": "The conventionary", "text": "So far as Louis XVI. was concerned, I said ‘no.’ I did not think that I had the right to kill a man; but I felt it my duty to exterminate evil. I voted the end of the tyrant, that is to say, the end of prostitution for woman, the end of slavery for man, the end of night for the child. In voting for the Republic, I voted for that. I voted for fraternity, concord, the dawn. I have aided in the overthrow of prejudices and errors. The crumbling away of prejudices and errors causes light. We have caused the fall of the old world, and the old world, that vase of miseries, has become, through its upsetting upon the human race, an urn of joy.", "pos": 87038}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Mixed joy,", "pos": 87683}
{"speaker": "The conventionary", "text": "You may say troubled joy, and to-day, after that fatal return of the past, which is called 1814, joy which has disappeared! Alas! The work was incomplete, I admit: we demolished the ancient regime in deeds; we were not able to suppress it entirely in ideas. To destroy abuses is not sufficient; customs must be modified. The mill is there no longer; the wind is still there.", "pos": 87713}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "You have demolished. It may be of use to demolish, but I distrust a demolition complicated with wrath.", "pos": 88090}
{"speaker": "The conventionary", "text": "Right has its wrath, Bishop; and the wrath of right is an element of progress. In any case, and in spite of whatever may be said, the French Revolution is the most important step of the human race since the advent of Christ. Incomplete, it may be, but sublime. It set free all the unknown social quantities; it softened spirits, it calmed, appeased, enlightened; it caused the waves of civilization to flow over the earth. It was a good thing. The French Revolution is the consecration of humanity.", "pos": 88195}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Yes? ’93!", "pos": 88742}
{"speaker": "the member of the Convention", "text": "Ah, there you go; ’93! I was expecting that word. A cloud had been forming for the space of fifteen hundred years; at the end of fifteen hundred years it burst. You are putting the thunderbolt on its trial.", "pos": 88922}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "The judge speaks in the name of justice; the priest speaks in the name of pity, which is nothing but a more lofty justice. A thunderbolt should commit no error. Louis XVII.?", "pos": 89293}
{"speaker": "The conventionary", "text": "Louis XVII.! let us see. For whom do you mourn? is it for the innocent child? very good; in that case I mourn with you. Is it for the royal child? I demand time for reflection. To me, the brother of Cartouche, an innocent child who was hung up by the armpits in the Place de Grève, until death ensued, for the sole crime of having been the brother of Cartouche, is no less painful than the grandson of Louis XV., an innocent child, martyred in the tower of the Temple, for the sole crime of having been grandson of Louis XV.", "pos": 89617}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Monsieur. I like not this conjunction of names.", "pos": 90144}
{"speaker": "The conventionary", "text": "Cartouche? Louis XV.? To which of the two do you object? Ah, Monsieur Priest, you love not the crudities of the true. Christ loved them. He seized a rod and cleared out the Temple. His scourge, full of lightnings, was a harsh speaker of truths. When he cried, ‘Sinite parvulos,’ he made no distinction between the little children. It would not have embarrassed him to bring together the Dauphin of Barabbas and the Dauphin of Herod. Innocence, Monsieur, is its own crown. Innocence has no need to be a highness. It is as august in rags as in fleurs de lys.", "pos": 90213}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "That is true,", "pos": 90917}
{"speaker": "conventionary G——", "text": "I persist. You have mentioned Louis XVII. to me. Let us come to an understanding. Shall we weep for all the innocent, all martyrs, all children, the lowly as well as the exalted? I agree to that. But in that case, as I have told you, we must go back further than ’93, and our tears must begin before Louis XVII. I will weep with you over the children of kings, provided that you will weep with me over the children of the people.", "pos": 90965}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "I weep for all,", "pos": 91431}
{"speaker": "conventionary G——", "text": "Equally! and if the balance must incline, let it be on the side of the people. They have been suffering longer.", "pos": 91466}
{"speaker": "The conventionary", "text": "Yes, sir, the people have been suffering a long while. And hold! that is not all, either; why have you just questioned me and talked to me about Louis XVII.? I know you not. Ever since I have been in these parts I have dwelt in this enclosure alone, never setting foot outside, and seeing no one but that child who helps me. Your name has reached me in a confused manner, it is true, and very badly pronounced, I must admit; but that signifies nothing: clever men have so many ways of imposing on that honest goodman, the people. By the way, I did not hear the sound of your carriage; you have left it yonder, behind the coppice at the fork of the roads, no doubt. I do not know you, I tell you. You have told me that you are the Bishop; but that affords me no information as to your moral personality. In short, I repeat my question. Who are you? You are a bishop; that is to say, a prince of the church, one of those gilded men with heraldic bearings and revenues, who have vast prebends,—the bishopric of D—— fifteen thousand francs settled income, ten thousand in perquisites; total, twenty-five thousand francs,—who have kitchens, who have liveries, who make good cheer, who eat moor-hens on Friday, who strut about, a lackey before, a lackey behind, in a gala coach, and who have palaces, and who roll in their carriages in the name of Jesus Christ who went barefoot! You are a prelate,—revenues, palace, horses, servants, good table, all the sensualities of life; you have this like the rest, and like the rest, you enjoy it; it is well; but this says either too much or too little; this does not enlighten me upon the intrinsic and essential value of the man who comes with the probable intention of bringing wisdom to me. To whom do I speak? Who are you?", "pos": 91943}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Vermis sum—I am a worm.", "pos": 93747}
{"speaker": "The conventionary", "text": "A worm of the earth in a carriage?", "pos": 93773}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "So be it, sir. But explain to me how my carriage, which is a few paces off behind the trees yonder, how my good table and the moor-hens which I eat on Friday, how my twenty-five thousand francs income, how my palace and my lackeys prove that clemency is not a duty, and that ’93 was not inexorable.", "pos": 93944}
{"speaker": "The conventionary", "text": "Before replying to you. I beseech you to pardon me. I have just committed a wrong, sir. You are at my house, you are my guest, I owe you courtesy. You discuss my ideas, and it becomes me to confine myself to combating your arguments. Your riches and your pleasures are advantages which I hold over you in the debate; but good taste dictates that I shall not make use of them. I promise you to make no use of them in the future.", "pos": 94329}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "I thank you,", "pos": 94770}
{"speaker": "G——", "text": "Let us return to the explanation which you have asked of me. Where were we? What were you saying to me? That ’93 was inexorable?", "pos": 94815}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Inexorable; yes. What think you of Marat clapping his hands at the guillotine?", "pos": 94946}
{"speaker": "conventionary G——", "text": "What think you of Bossuet chanting the Te Deum over the dragonnades?", "pos": 95046}
{"speaker": "The conventionary", "text": "Let me say a few words more in this and that direction; I am willing. Apart from the Revolution, which, taken as a whole, is an immense human affirmation, ’93 is, alas! a rejoinder. You think it inexorable, sir; but what of the whole monarchy, sir? Carrier is a bandit; but what name do you give to Montrevel? Fouquier-Tainville is a rascal; but what is your opinion as to Lamoignon-Bâville? Maillard is terrible; but Saulx-Tavannes, if you please? Duchêne senior is ferocious; but what epithet will you allow me for the elder Letellier? Jourdan-Coupe-Tetê is a monster; but not so great a one as M. the Marquis de Louvois. Sir, sir, I am sorry for Marie Antoinette, archduchess and queen; but I am also sorry for that poor Huguenot woman, who, in 1685, under Louis the Great, sir, while with a nursing infant, was bound, naked to the waist, to a stake, and the child kept at a distance; her breast swelled with milk and her heart with anguish; the little one, hungry and pale, beheld that breast and cried and agonized; the executioner said to the woman, a mother and a nurse, ‘Abjure!’ giving her her choice between the death of her infant and the death of her conscience. What say you to that torture of Tantalus as applied to a mother? Bear this well in mind sir: the French Revolution had its reasons for existence; its wrath will be absolved by the future; its result is the world made better. From its most terrible blows there comes forth a caress for the human race. I abridge, I stop, I have too much the advantage; moreover, I am dying. Yes, the brutalities of progress are called revolutions. When they are over, this fact is recognized,—that the human race has been treated harshly, but that it has progressed.", "pos": 95630}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Progress should believe in God. Good cannot have an impious servitor. He who is an atheist is but a bad leader for the human race.", "pos": 97760}
{"speaker": "The former representative of the people", "text": "O thou! O ideal! Thou alone existest!", "pos": 98226}
{"speaker": "the old man", "text": "The infinite is. He is there. If the infinite had no person, person would be without limit; it would not be infinite; in other words, it would not exist. There is, then, an I. That I of the infinite is God.", "pos": 98378}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "This hour is the hour of God. Do you not think that it would be regrettable if we had met in vain?", "pos": 99241}
{"speaker": "The conventionary", "text": "Bishop. I have passed my life in meditation, study, and contemplation. I was sixty years of age when my country called me and commanded me to concern myself with its affairs. I obeyed. Abuses existed, I combated them; tyrannies existed, I destroyed them; rights and principles existed, I proclaimed and confessed them. Our territory was invaded, I defended it; France was menaced, I offered my breast. I was not rich; I am poor. I have been one of the masters of the state; the vaults of the treasury were encumbered with specie to such a degree that we were forced to shore up the walls, which were on the point of bursting beneath the weight of gold and silver; I dined in Dead Tree Street, at twenty-two sous. I have succored the oppressed, I have comforted the suffering. I tore the cloth from the altar, it is true; but it was to bind up the wounds of my country. I have always upheld the march forward of the human race, forward towards the light, and I have sometimes resisted progress without pity. I have, when the occasion offered, protected my own adversaries, men of your profession. And there is at Peteghem, in Flanders, at the very spot where the Merovingian kings had their summer palace, a convent of Urbanists, the Abbey of Sainte Claire en Beaulieu, which I saved in 1793. I have done my duty according to my powers, and all the good that I was able. After which, I was hunted down, pursued, persecuted, blackened, jeered at, scorned, cursed, proscribed. For many years past, I with my white hair have been conscious that many people think they have the right to despise me; to the poor ignorant masses I present the visage of one damned. And I accept this isolation of hatred, without hating any one myself. Now I am eighty-six years old; I am on the point of death. What is it that you have come to ask of me?", "pos": 99446}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Your blessing,", "pos": 101396}
{"speaker": "conventionary G——", "text": "Was the bedside of such a dying man as that the proper place for a bishop? There was evidently no conversion to be expected. All those revolutionists are backsliders. Then why go there? What was there to be seen there? He must have been very curious indeed to see a soul carried off by the devil.", "pos": 102322}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Monseigneur, people are inquiring when Your Greatness will receive the red cap!", "pos": 102725}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Oh! oh! that’s a coarse color. It is lucky that those who despise it in a cap revere it in a hat.", "pos": 102807}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "I embarrassed them. The outside air penetrated to them through me. I produced on them the effect of an open door. What would you have? Those gentlemen are princes. I am only a poor peasant bishop. What beautiful clocks! What beautiful carpets! What beautiful liveries! They must be a great trouble. I would not have all those superfluities, crying incessantly in my ears: ‘There are people who are hungry! There are people who are cold! There are poor people! There are poor people!’", "pos": 104519}
{"speaker": "Porter", "text": "I will die, rather than wear the three frogs upon my heart! The gouty old creature in English gaiters! let him take himself off to Prussia with that queue of his.", "pos": 111565}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Credo in Patrem,", "pos": 119719}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Thou art with God!", "pos": 119883}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Poor beast! It is not its fault!", "pos": 121666}
{"speaker": "senator", "text": "Just survey the spectacle of the world: all war against all; the strongest has the most wit. Your love each other is nonsense.", "pos": 131864}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Well, if it is nonsense, the soul should shut itself up in it, as the pearl in the oyster.", "pos": 131993}
{"speaker": "Emperor", "text": "I am going to the house of a brave man of my acquaintance", "pos": 136901}
{"speaker": "host", "text": "What do you wish, sir?", "pos": 138094}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Food and lodging,", "pos": 138119}
{"speaker": "host", "text": "Nothing easier. By paying for it.", "pos": 138153}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I have money.", "pos": 138392}
{"speaker": "host", "text": "In that case, we are at your service,", "pos": 138408}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Will dinner be ready soon?", "pos": 138794}
{"speaker": "host", "text": "Immediately,", "pos": 138837}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Will dinner be ready soon?", "pos": 139483}
{"speaker": "host", "text": "Immediately. I cannot receive you, sir,", "pos": 139512}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What! Are you afraid that I will not pay you? Do you want me to pay you in advance? I have money, I tell you.", "pos": 139941}
{"speaker": "host", "text": "It is not that.", "pos": 140053}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What then?", "pos": 140071}
{"speaker": "host", "text": "You have money—", "pos": 140084}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Yes,", "pos": 140102}
{"speaker": "host", "text": "And I, have no room.", "pos": 140123}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Put me in the stable.", "pos": 140191}
{"speaker": "host", "text": "I cannot.", "pos": 140215}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Why?", "pos": 140227}
{"speaker": "host", "text": "The horses take up all the space.", "pos": 140234}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Very well! a corner of the loft then, a truss of straw. We will see about that after dinner.", "pos": 140270}
{"speaker": "host", "text": "I cannot give you any dinner.", "pos": 140385}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Ah! bah! But I am dying of hunger. I have been walking since sunrise. I have travelled twelve leagues. I pay. I wish to eat.", "pos": 140508}
{"speaker": "host", "text": "I have nothing,", "pos": 140635}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Nothing! and all that?", "pos": 140749}
{"speaker": "host", "text": "All that is engaged.", "pos": 140774}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "By whom?", "pos": 140797}
{"speaker": "host", "text": "By messieurs the wagoners.", "pos": 140808}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "How many are there of them?", "pos": 140837}
{"speaker": "host", "text": "Twelve.", "pos": 140867}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "There is enough food there for twenty.", "pos": 140877}
{"speaker": "host", "text": "They have engaged the whole of it and paid for it in advance.", "pos": 140918}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I am at an inn; I am hungry, and I shall remain.", "pos": 141049}
{"speaker": "host", "text": "Go away!", "pos": 141177}
{"speaker": "The Host", "text": "Stop! there’s enough of that sort of talk. Do you want me to tell you your name? Your name is Jean Valjean. Now do you want me to tell you who you are? When I saw you come in I suspected something; I sent to the town-hall, and this was the reply that was sent to me. Can you read? I am in the habit of being polite to every one. Go away!", "pos": 141439}
{"speaker": "The Master", "text": "Who goes there?", "pos": 144142}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Some one who wants supper and bed.", "pos": 144177}
{"speaker": "The Master", "text": "Good. We furnish supper and bed here.", "pos": 144214}
{"speaker": "The Host", "text": "There is the fire. The supper is cooking in the pot. Come and warm yourself, comrade.", "pos": 144468}
{"speaker": "The Tavern-Keeper", "text": "You are going to get out of here.", "pos": 146193}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Ah! You know?—", "pos": 146275}
{"speaker": "The Tavern-Keeper", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 146292}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I was sent away from the other inn.", "pos": 146299}
{"speaker": "The Tavern-Keeper", "text": "And you are to be turned out of this one.", "pos": 146337}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Where would you have me go?", "pos": 146381}
{"speaker": "The Tavern-Keeper", "text": "Elsewhere.", "pos": 146411}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Turnkey, will you have the kindness to admit me, and give me a lodging for the night?", "pos": 146842}
{"speaker": "A Voice", "text": "The prison is not an inn. Get yourself arrested, and you will be admitted.", "pos": 146986}
{"speaker": "The woman", "text": "It seems to me, husband, that some one is knocking.", "pos": 148490}
{"speaker": "the husband", "text": "No,", "pos": 148544}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Pardon me, sir. Could you, in consideration of payment, give me a plate of soup and a corner of that shed yonder in the garden, in which to sleep? Tell me; can you? For money?", "pos": 149252}
{"speaker": "The Master of the House", "text": "Who are you?", "pos": 149451}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I have just come from Puy-Moisson. I have walked all day long. I have travelled twelve leagues. Can you?—if I pay?", "pos": 149517}
{"speaker": "The Peasant", "text": "I would not refuse, to lodge any respectable man who would pay me. But why do you not go to the inn?", "pos": 149634}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "There is no room.", "pos": 149757}
{"speaker": "The Peasant", "text": "Bah! Impossible. This is neither a fair nor a market day. Have you been to Labarre?", "pos": 149777}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 149863}
{"speaker": "The Peasant", "text": "Well?", "pos": 149870}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I do not know. He did not receive me.", "pos": 149920}
{"speaker": "The Peasant", "text": "Have you been to What’s-his-name’s, in the Rue Chaffaut?", "pos": 149960}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "He did not receive me either.", "pos": 150073}
{"speaker": "The Peasant", "text": "Are you the man?—", "pos": 150259}
{"speaker": "The Master of the House", "text": "Clear out!", "pos": 150927}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "For pity’s sake, a glass of water,", "pos": 150940}
{"speaker": "The Peasant", "text": "A shot from my gun!", "pos": 150991}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I am not even a dog!", "pos": 153271}
{"speaker": "The old woman", "text": "What are you doing there, my friend?", "pos": 156022}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "As you see, my good woman, I am sleeping.", "pos": 156104}
{"speaker": "The old woman", "text": "On this bench?", "pos": 156227}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I have had a mattress of wood for nineteen years, to-day I have a mattress of stone.", "pos": 156257}
{"speaker": "The old woman", "text": "You have been a soldier?", "pos": 156360}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Yes, my good woman, a soldier.", "pos": 156387}
{"speaker": "The old woman", "text": "Why do you not go to the inn?", "pos": 156420}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Because I have no money.", "pos": 156452}
{"speaker": "Madame de R——", "text": "Alas! I have only four sous in my purse.", "pos": 156479}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Give it to me all the same.", "pos": 156544}
{"speaker": "Madame de R——", "text": "You cannot obtain lodgings in an inn for so small a sum. But have you tried? It is impossible for you to pass the night thus. You are cold and hungry, no doubt. Some one might have given you a lodging out of charity.", "pos": 156627}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I have knocked at all doors.", "pos": 156846}
{"speaker": "Madame de R——", "text": "Well?", "pos": 156877}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I have been driven away everywhere.", "pos": 156885}
{"speaker": "Madame de R——", "text": "You have knocked at all doors?", "pos": 157078}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 157111}
{"speaker": "Madame de R——", "text": "Have you knocked at that one?", "pos": 157118}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "No.", "pos": 157150}
{"speaker": "Madame de R——", "text": "Knock there.", "pos": 157156}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Baptistine", "text": "Did you hear what Madame Magloire is saying, brother?", "pos": 163216}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "I have heard something of it in a vague way. Come, what is the matter? What is the matter? Are we in any great danger? Really!", "pos": 163272}
{"speaker": "Madame Magloire", "text": "Yes, Monseigneur. That is how it is. There will be some sort of catastrophe in this town to-night. Every one says so. And withal, the police is so badly regulated The idea of living in a mountainous country, and not even having lights in the streets at night! One goes out. Black as ovens, indeed! And I say, Monseigneur, and Mademoiselle there says with me—", "pos": 164308}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Baptistine", "text": "I, say nothing. What my brother does is well done.", "pos": 164694}
{"speaker": "Madame Magloire", "text": "We say that this house is not safe at all; that if Monseigneur will permit, I will go and tell Paulin Musebois, the locksmith, to come and replace the ancient locks on the doors; we have them, and it is only the work of a moment; for I say that nothing is more terrible than a door which can be opened from the outside with a latch by the first passer-by; and I say that we need bolts, Monseigneur, if only for this night; moreover, Monseigneur has the habit of always saying ‘come in’; and besides, even in the middle of the night, O mon Dieu! there is no need to ask permission.", "pos": 164837}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Come in,", "pos": 165485}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "See here. My name is Jean Valjean. I am a convict from the galleys. I have passed nineteen years in the galleys. I was liberated four days ago, and am on my way to Pontarlier, which is my destination. I have been walking for four days since I left Toulon. I have travelled a dozen leagues to-day on foot. This evening, when I arrived in these parts, I went to an inn, and they turned me out, because of my yellow passport, which I had shown at the town-hall. I had to do it. I went to an inn. They said to me, ‘Be off,’ at both places. No one would take me. I went to the prison; the jailer would not admit me. I went into a dog’s kennel; the dog bit me and chased me off, as though he had been a man. One would have said that he knew who I was. I went into the fields, intending to sleep in the open air, beneath the stars. There were no stars. I thought it was going to rain, and I re-entered the town, to seek the recess of a doorway. Yonder, in the square, I meant to sleep on a stone bench. A good woman pointed out your house to me, and said to me, ‘Knock there!’ I have knocked. What is this place? Do you keep an inn? I have money—savings. One hundred and nine francs fifteen sous, which I earned in the galleys by my labor, in the course of nineteen years. I will pay. What is that to me? I have money. I am very weary; twelve leagues on foot; I am very hungry. Are you willing that I should remain?", "pos": 166715}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Madame Magloire, you will set another place.", "pos": 168126}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Stop, that’s not it. Did you hear? I am a galley-slave; a convict. I come from the galleys. Here’s my passport. Yellow, as you see. This serves to expel me from every place where I go. Will you read it? I know how to read. I learned in the galleys. There is a school there for those who choose to learn. Hold, this is what they put on this passport: ‘Jean Valjean, discharged convict, native of’—that is nothing to you—‘has been nineteen years in the galleys: five years for house-breaking and burglary; fourteen years for having attempted to escape on four occasions. He is a very dangerous man.’ There! Every one has cast me out. Are you willing to receive me? Is this an inn? Will you give me something to eat and a bed? Have you a stable?", "pos": 168270}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Madame Magloire, you will put white sheets on the bed in the alcove. Sit down, sir, and warm yourself. We are going to sup in a few moments, and your bed will be prepared while you are supping.", "pos": 169144}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Really? What! You will keep me? You do not drive me forth? A convict! You call me sir! You do not address me as thou? ‘Get out of here, you dog!’ is what people always say to me. I felt sure that you would expel me, so I told you at once who I am. Oh, what a good woman that was who directed me hither! I am going to sup! A bed with a mattress and sheets, like the rest of the world! a bed! It is nineteen years since I have slept in a bed! You actually do not want me to go! You are good people. Besides, I have money. I will pay well. Pardon me, monsieur the inn-keeper, but what is your name? I will pay anything you ask. You are a fine man. You are an inn-keeper, are you not?", "pos": 169734}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "I am, a priest who lives here.", "pos": 170417}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "A priest! Oh, what a fine priest! Then you are not going to demand any money of me? You are the curé, are you not? the curé of this big church? Well! I am a fool, truly! I had not perceived your skull-cap. You are humane, Monsieur le Curé; you have not scorned me. A good priest is a very good thing. Then you do not require me to pay?", "pos": 170472}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "No, keep your money. How much have you? Did you not tell me one hundred and nine francs?", "pos": 171011}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "And fifteen sous,", "pos": 171121}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "One hundred and nine francs fifteen sous. And how long did it take you to earn that?", "pos": 171156}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Nineteen years.", "pos": 171243}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Nineteen years!", "pos": 171261}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I have still the whole of my money. In four days I have spent only twenty-five sous, which I earned by helping unload some wagons at Grasse. Since you are an abbé, I will tell you that we had a chaplain in the galleys. And one day I saw a bishop there. Monseigneur is what they call him. He was the Bishop of Majore at Marseilles. He is the curé who rules over the other curés, you understand. Pardon me, I say that very badly; but it is such a far-off thing to me! You understand what we are! He said mass in the middle of the galleys, on an altar. He had a pointed thing, made of gold, on his head; it glittered in the bright light of midday. We were all ranged in lines on the three sides, with cannons with lighted matches facing us. We could not see very well. He spoke; but he was too far off, and we did not hear. That is what a bishop is like.", "pos": 171324}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Madame Magloire, place those things as near the fire as possible. The night wind is harsh on the Alps. You must be cold, sir. This lamp gives a very bad light,", "pos": 172364}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Monsieur le Curé, you are good; you do not despise me. You receive me into your house. You light your candles for me. Yet I have not concealed from you whence I come and that I am an unfortunate man.", "pos": 173005}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "You could not help telling me who you were. This is not my house; it is the house of Jesus Christ. This door does not demand of him who enters whether he has a name, but whether he has a grief. You suffer, you are hungry and thirsty; you are welcome. And do not thank me; do not say that I receive you in my house. No one is at home here, except the man who needs a refuge. I say to you, who are passing by, that you are much more at home here than I am myself. Everything here is yours. What need have I to know your name? Besides, before you told me you had one which I knew.", "pos": 173290}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Really? You knew what I was called?", "pos": 173911}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Yes, you are called my brother.", "pos": 173949}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Stop, Monsieur le Curé. I was very hungry when I entered here; but you are so good, that I no longer know what has happened to me.", "pos": 174005}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "You have suffered much?", "pos": 174196}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Oh, the red coat, the ball on the ankle, a plank to sleep on, heat, cold, toil, the convicts, the thrashings, the double chain for nothing, the cell for one word; even sick and in bed, still the chain! Dogs, dogs are happier! Nineteen years! I am forty-six. Now there is the yellow passport. That is what it is like.", "pos": 174222}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Yes, you have come from a very sad place. Listen. There will be more joy in heaven over the tear-bathed face of a repentant sinner than over the white robes of a hundred just men. If you emerge from that sad place with thoughts of hatred and of wrath against mankind, you are deserving of pity; if you emerge with thoughts of good-will and of peace, you are more worthy than any one of us. To table! It strikes me there is something missing on this table.", "pos": 174541}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Monsieur le Curé of the good God, all this is far too good for me; but I must say that the carters who would not allow me to eat with them keep a better table than you do.", "pos": 176899}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "They are more fatigued than I.", "pos": 177145}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "No, they have more money. You are poor; I see that plainly. You cannot be even a curate. Are you really a curé? Ah, if the good God were but just, you certainly ought to be a curé!", "pos": 177179}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "The good God is more than just. Monsieur Jean Valjean, is it to Pontarlier that you are going?", "pos": 177383}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "With my road marked out for me. I must be on my way by daybreak to-morrow. Travelling is hard. If the nights are cold, the days are hot.", "pos": 177528}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "You are going to a good country. During the Revolution my family was ruined. I took refuge in Franche-Comté at first, and there I lived for some time by the toil of my hands. My will was good. I found plenty to occupy me. One has only to choose. There are paper mills, tanneries, distilleries, oil factories, watch factories on a large scale, steel mills, copper works, twenty iron foundries at least, four of which, situated at Lods, at Châtillon, at Audincourt, and at Beure, are tolerably large. Have we not some relatives in those parts, my dear sister?", "pos": 177725}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Baptistine", "text": "We did have some; among others, M. de Lucenet, who was captain of the gates at Pontarlier under the old régime.", "pos": 178458}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Yes, but in ’93, one had no longer any relatives, one had only one’s arms. I worked. They have, in the country of Pontarlier, whither you are going, Monsieur Valjean, a truly patriarchal and truly charming industry, my sister. It is their cheese-dairies, which they call fruitières. They engage the services of a cheese-maker, whom they call the grurin; the grurin receives the milk of the associates three times a day, and marks the quantity on a double tally. It is towards the end of April that the work of the cheese-dairies begins; it is towards the middle of June that the cheese-makers drive their cows to the mountains.", "pos": 178573}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Well,", "pos": 180252}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "who exercise a gentle labor near heaven, and who are happy because they are innocent", "pos": 181268}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "You must be in great need of your bed.", "pos": 183022}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Monsieur, I will conduct you to your room.", "pos": 184011}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Well, may you pass a good night. To-morrow morning, before you set out, you shall drink a cup of warm milk from our cows.", "pos": 184642}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Thanks, Monsieur l’Abbé,", "pos": 184785}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Ah! really! You lodge me in your house, close to yourself like this? Have you really reflected well? How do you know that I have not been an assassin?", "pos": 185392}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "That is the concern of the good God.", "pos": 185649}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I was a tree-pruner at Faverolles.", "pos": 192523}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "It is always the same story.", "pos": 193347}
{"speaker": "Workmen", "text": "he was in the way", "pos": 195170}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Can one wait when one is hungry?", "pos": 199522}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Flee!", "pos": 208563}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Remain!", "pos": 208595}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "It is a dream.", "pos": 213128}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Thou art free!", "pos": 219788}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "thirty sous", "pos": 221416}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "That is enough for thee.", "pos": 221673}
{"speaker": "The Master", "text": "Beware of the prison.", "pos": 221779}
{"speaker": "The clock", "text": "Come on!", "pos": 225756}
{"speaker": "Madame Magloire", "text": "Monseigneur, Monseigneur! does your Grace know where the basket of silver is?", "pos": 236666}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Yes,", "pos": 236763}
{"speaker": "Madame Magloire", "text": "Jesus the Lord be blessed! I did not know what had become of it.", "pos": 236790}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Here it is.", "pos": 236966}
{"speaker": "Madame Magloire", "text": "Well! Nothing in it! And the silver?", "pos": 236980}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Ah, so it is the silver which troubles you? I don’t know where it is.", "pos": 237031}
{"speaker": "Madame Magloire", "text": "Great, good God! It is stolen! That man who was here last night has stolen it. Monseigneur, the man is gone! The silver has been stolen! Stay! yonder is the way he went. He jumped over into Cochefilet Lane. Ah, the abomination! He has stolen our silver!", "pos": 237126}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "And, in the first place, was that silver ours? Madame Magloire, I have for a long time detained that silver wrongfully. It belonged to the poor. Who was that man? A poor man, evidently.", "pos": 238014}
{"speaker": "Madame Magloire", "text": "Alas! Jesus! It is not for my sake, nor for Mademoiselle’s. It makes no difference to us. But it is for the sake of Monseigneur. What is Monseigneur to eat with now?", "pos": 238286}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Ah, come! Are there no such things as pewter forks and spoons?", "pos": 238532}
{"speaker": "Madame Magloire", "text": "Pewter has an odor.", "pos": 238637}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Iron forks and spoons, then.", "pos": 238659}
{"speaker": "Madame Magloire", "text": "Iron has a taste.", "pos": 238734}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Very well, wooden ones then.", "pos": 238754}
{"speaker": "Madame Magloire", "text": "A pretty idea, truly, to take in a man like that! and to lodge him close to one’s self! And how fortunate that he did nothing but steal! Ah, mon Dieu! it makes one shudder to think of it!", "pos": 239185}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Come in,", "pos": 239525}
{"speaker": "brigadier of gendarmes", "text": "Monseigneur—", "pos": 239907}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Monseigneur! So he is not the curé?", "pos": 240045}
{"speaker": "the gendarme", "text": "Silence! He is Monseigneur the Bishop.", "pos": 240098}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Ah! here you are! I am glad to see you. Well, but how is this? I gave you the candlesticks too, which are of silver like the rest, and for which you can certainly get two hundred francs. Why did you not carry them away with your forks and spoons?", "pos": 240250}
{"speaker": "the brigadier of gendarmes", "text": "Monseigneur, so what this man said is true, then? We came across him. He was walking like a man who is running away. We stopped him to look into the matter. He had this silver—", "pos": 240678}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "And he told you, that it had been given to him by a kind old fellow of a priest with whom he had passed the night? I see how the matter stands. And you have brought him back here? It is a mistake.", "pos": 240892}
{"speaker": "the brigadier", "text": "In that case, we can let him go?", "pos": 241129}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "Certainly,", "pos": 241189}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Is it true that I am to be released?", "pos": 241273}
{"speaker": "one of the gendarmes", "text": "Yes, thou art released; dost thou not understand?", "pos": 241398}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "My friend, before you go, here are your candlesticks. Take them. Now, go in peace. By the way, when you return, my friend, it is not necessary to pass through the garden. You can always enter and depart through the street door. It is never fastened with anything but a latch, either by day or by night. You may retire, gentlemen. Do not forget, never forget, that you have promised to use this money in becoming an honest man. Jean Valjean, my brother, you no longer belong to evil, but to good. It is your soul that I buy from you; I withdraw it from black thoughts and the spirit of perdition, and I give it to God.", "pos": 241477}
{"speaker": "the little Savoyard", "text": "Sir, my money.", "pos": 246281}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What is your name?", "pos": 246402}
{"speaker": "Little Gervais", "text": "Little Gervais, sir.", "pos": 246442}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Go away,", "pos": 246465}
{"speaker": "The child", "text": "Sir, give me back my money. My money, sir. My piece of money! my white piece! my silver! I want my piece of money! my piece of forty sous!", "pos": 246495}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Who’s there?", "pos": 247243}
{"speaker": "The child", "text": "I, sir. Little Gervais! I! Give me back my forty sous, if you please! Take your foot away, sir, if you please! Come now, will you take your foot away? Take your foot away, or we’ll see!", "pos": 247258}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Ah! It’s still you! Will you take yourself off!", "pos": 247540}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What is this?", "pos": 248983}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Ah! Little Gervais! Little Gervais!", "pos": 249745}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Little Gervais! Little Gervais! Monsieur le Curé, have you seen a child pass?", "pos": 250629}
{"speaker": "the priest", "text": "No,", "pos": 250944}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "One named Little Gervais?", "pos": 250967}
{"speaker": "the priest", "text": "I have seen no one.", "pos": 250995}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Monsieur le Curé, this is for your poor people. Monsieur le Curé, he was a little lad, about ten years old, with a marmot, I think, and a hurdy-gurdy. One of those Savoyards, you know?", "pos": 251097}
{"speaker": "the priest", "text": "I have not seen him.", "pos": 251284}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Little Gervais? There are no villages here? Can you tell me?", "pos": 251307}
{"speaker": "the priest", "text": "If he is like what you say, my friend, he is a little stranger. Such persons pass through these parts. We know nothing of them.", "pos": 251370}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "For your poor. Monsieur l’Abbé, have me arrested. I am a thief.", "pos": 251599}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Little Gervais! Little Gervais! Little Gervais! Little Gervais! I am a wretch!", "pos": 252325}
{"speaker": "M. Myriel", "text": "You have promised me to become an honest man. I buy your soul. I take it away from the spirit of perversity; I give it to the good God.", "pos": 253206}
{"speaker": "Pélicier", "text": "That will attract purchasers,", "pos": 270619}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Sapristi! I regret the time when I saw Bonaparte and Talma enter the Bel Sauvage, arm in arm.", "pos": 273587}
{"speaker": "old woman", "text": "You do not know me, Mamemoiselle?", "pos": 277997}
{"speaker": "Favourite", "text": "No.", "pos": 278033}
{"speaker": "old woman", "text": "I am your mother.", "pos": 278039}
{"speaker": "Zéphine", "text": "Yes, sir.", "pos": 278723}
{"speaker": "Tholomyès", "text": "the skull at thirty, the knee at forty", "pos": 281632}
{"speaker": "Tholomyès", "text": "Fantine, Dahlia, Zéphine, and Favourite have been teasing us for nearly a year to give them a surprise. We have promised them solemnly that we would. They are forever talking about it to us, to me in particular, just as the old women in Naples cry to Saint Januarius, ‘Faccia gialluta, fa o miracolo, Yellow face, perform thy miracle,’ so our beauties say to me incessantly, ‘Tholomyès, when will you bring forth your surprise?’ At the same time our parents keep writing to us. Pressure on both sides. The moment has arrived, it seems to me; let us discuss the question.", "pos": 282542}
{"speaker": "Blachevelle", "text": "That is an idea.", "pos": 283300}
{"speaker": "Favourite", "text": "It is a good hour to emerge from happiness.", "pos": 284454}
{"speaker": "The group", "text": "This must be very beautiful when there is water!", "pos": 284639}
{"speaker": "Favourite", "text": "The slugs are crawling in the paths,—a sign of rain, children.", "pos": 285853}
{"speaker": "M. le Chevalier de Labouisse", "text": "There is one too many of them,", "pos": 286179}
{"speaker": "The others", "text": "That Tholomyès is astounding! What trousers! What energy!", "pos": 287770}
{"speaker": "Favourite", "text": "You always have a queer look about you,", "pos": 293274}
{"speaker": "Tholomyès", "text": "I offer you asses!", "pos": 295422}
{"speaker": "Tholomyès", "text": "Soy de Badajoz, Amor me llama, Toda mi alma, Es en mi ojos, Porque enseñas, A tuas piernas. Badajoz is my home, And Love is my name; To my eyes in flame, All my soul doth come; For instruction meet I receive at thy feet", "pos": 296412}
{"speaker": "Favourite", "text": "I don’t like to have people put on airs like that, bah! there is no such thing as fatigue on Sunday, on Sunday fatigue does not work. And the surprise? I claim the surprise.", "pos": 296667}
{"speaker": "Tholomyès", "text": "Patience,", "pos": 297441}
{"speaker": "Molière", "text": "They made beneath the table A noise, a clatter of the feet that was abominable,", "pos": 298448}
{"speaker": "Little girls", "text": "Rendez-nous notre père de Gand, Rendez-nous notre père. Give us back our father from Ghent, Give us back our father.", "pos": 299687}
{"speaker": "Chief of Police Anglès", "text": "Taking all things into consideration, Sire, there is nothing to be feared from these people. They are as heedless and as indolent as cats. The populace is restless in the provinces; it is not in Paris. These are very pretty men, Sire. It would take all of two of them to make one of your grenadiers. There is nothing to be feared on the part of the populace of Paris the capital. It is remarkable that the stature of this population should have diminished in the last fifty years; and the populace of the suburbs is still more puny than at the time of the Revolution. It is not dangerous. In short, it is an amiable rabble.", "pos": 300397}
{"speaker": "Favourite", "text": "Blachevelle, I adore you.", "pos": 303600}
{"speaker": "Blachevelle", "text": "What would you do, Favourite, if I were to cease to love you?", "pos": 303676}
{"speaker": "Favourite", "text": "I! Ah! Do not say that even in jest! If you were to cease to love me, I would spring after you, I would scratch you, I should rend you, I would throw you into the water, I would have you arrested. Yes, I would scream to the police! Ah! I should not restrain myself, not at all! Rabble!", "pos": 303740}
{"speaker": "Dahlia", "text": "So you really idolize him deeply, that Blachevelle of yours?", "pos": 304325}
{"speaker": "Favourite", "text": "I? I detest him. He is avaricious. I love the little fellow opposite me in my house. He is very nice, that young man; do you know him? One can see that he is an actor by profession. I love actors. As soon as he comes in, his mother says to him: ‘Ah! mon Dieu! my peace of mind is gone. There he goes with his shouting. But, my dear, you are splitting my head!’ So he goes up to rat-ridden garrets, to black holes, as high as he can mount, and there he sets to singing, declaiming, how do I know what? so that he can be heard downstairs! He earns twenty sous a day at an attorney’s by penning quibbles. He is the son of a former precentor of Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas. Ah! he is very nice. He idolizes me so, that one day when he saw me making batter for some pancakes, he said to me: ‘Mamselle, make your gloves into fritters, and I will eat them.’ It is only artists who can say such things as that. Ah! he is very nice. I am in a fair way to go out of my head over that little fellow. Never mind; I tell Blachevelle that I adore him—how I lie! Hey! How I do lie! I am sad, you see, Dahlia. It has done nothing but rain all summer; the wind irritates me; the wind does not abate. Blachevelle is very stingy; there are hardly any green peas in the market; one does not know what to eat. I have the spleen, as the English say, butter is so dear! and then you see it is horrible, here we are dining in a room with a bed in it, and that disgusts me with life.", "pos": 304388}
{"speaker": "Tholomyès", "text": "Let us not talk at random nor too fast. Let us reflect, if we wish to be brilliant. Too much improvisation empties the mind in a stupid way. Running beer gathers no froth. No haste, gentlemen. Let us mingle majesty with the feast. Let us eat with meditation; let us make haste slowly. Let us not hurry. Consider the springtime; if it makes haste, it is done for; that is to say, it gets frozen. Excess of zeal ruins peach-trees and apricot-trees. Excess of zeal kills the grace and the mirth of good dinners. No zeal, gentlemen! Grimod de la Reynière agrees with Talleyrand.", "pos": 306128}
{"speaker": "Blachevelle", "text": "Leave us in peace, Tholomyès,", "pos": 306776}
{"speaker": "Fameuil", "text": "Down with the tyrant!", "pos": 306826}
{"speaker": "Listolier", "text": "Bombarda, Bombance, and Bambochel!", "pos": 306864}
{"speaker": "Fameuil", "text": "Sunday exists,", "pos": 306918}
{"speaker": "Listolier", "text": "We are sober,", "pos": 306952}
{"speaker": "Blachevelle", "text": "Tholomyès, contemplate my calmness .", "pos": 306985}
{"speaker": "Tholomyès", "text": "You are the Marquis of that. Friends. Come to yourselves. This pun which has fallen from the skies must not be received with too much stupor. Everything which falls in that way is not necessarily worthy of enthusiasm and respect. The pun is the dung of the mind which soars. The jest falls, no matter where; and the mind after producing a piece of stupidity plunges into the azure depths. A whitish speck flattened against the rock does not prevent the condor from soaring aloft. Far be it from me to insult the pun! I honor it in proportion to its merits; nothing more. All the most august, the most sublime, the most charming of humanity, and perhaps outside of humanity, have made puns. Jesus Christ made a pun on St. Peter, Moses on Isaac, Æschylus on Polynices, Cleopatra on Octavius. And observe that Cleopatra’s pun preceded the battle of Actium, and that had it not been for it, no one would have remembered the city of Toryne, a Greek name which signifies a ladle. That once conceded, I return to my exhortation. I repeat, brothers, I repeat, no zeal, no hubbub, no excess; even in witticisms, gayety, jollities, or plays on words. Listen to me. I have the prudence of Amphiaraüs and the baldness of Cæsar. There must be a limit, even to rebuses. Est modus in rebus. There must be a limit, even to dinners. You are fond of apple turnovers, ladies; do not indulge in them to excess. Even in the matter of turnovers, good sense and art are requisite. Gluttony chastises the glutton, Gula punit Gulax. Indigestion is charged by the good God with preaching morality to stomachs. And remember this: each one of our passions, even love, has a stomach which must not be filled too full. In all things the word finis must be written in good season; self-control must be exercised when the matter becomes urgent; the bolt must be drawn on appetite; one must set one’s own fantasy to the violin, and carry one’s self to the post. The sage is the man who knows how, at a given moment, to effect his own arrest. Have some confidence in me, for I have succeeded to some extent in my study of the law, according to the verdict of my examinations, for I know the difference between the question put and the question pending, for I have sustained a thesis in Latin upon the manner in which torture was administered at Rome at the epoch when Munatius Demens was quæstor of the Parricide; because I am going to be a doctor, apparently it does not follow that it is absolutely necessary that I should be an imbecile. I recommend you to moderation in your desires. It is true that my name is Félix Tholomyès; I speak well. Happy is he who, when the hour strikes, takes a heroic resolve, and abdicates like Sylla or Origenes.", "pos": 307048}
{"speaker": "Favourite", "text": "Félix, what a pretty word! I love that name. It is Latin; it means prosper.", "pos": 310073}
{"speaker": "Tholomyès", "text": "Quirites, gentlemen, caballeros, my friends. Do you wish never to feel the prick, to do without the nuptial bed, and to brave love? Nothing more simple. Here is the receipt: lemonade, excessive exercise, hard labor; work yourself to death, drag blocks, sleep not, hold vigil, gorge yourself with nitrous beverages, and potions of nymphæas; drink emulsions of poppies and agnus castus; season this with a strict diet, starve yourself, and add thereto cold baths, girdles of herbs, the application of a plate of lead, lotions made with the subacetate of lead, and fomentations of oxycrat.", "pos": 310183}
{"speaker": "Listolier", "text": "I prefer a woman,", "pos": 310772}
{"speaker": "Tholomyès", "text": "Woman, distrust her. Woe to him who yields himself to the unstable heart of woman! Woman is perfidious and disingenuous. She detests the serpent from professional jealousy. The serpent is the shop over the way.", "pos": 310808}
{"speaker": "Blachevelle", "text": "Tholomyès! you are drunk!", "pos": 311042}
{"speaker": "Tholomyès", "text": "Pardieu,", "pos": 311091}
{"speaker": "Blachevelle", "text": "Then be gay,", "pos": 311118}
{"speaker": "Tholomyès", "text": "I agree to that. Glory to wine! Nunc te, Bacche, canam! Pardon me ladies; that is Spanish. And the proof of it, señoras, is this: like people, like cask. The arrobe of Castille contains sixteen litres; the cantaro of Alicante, twelve; the almude of the Canaries, twenty-five; the cuartin of the Balearic Isles, twenty-six; the boot of Tzar Peter, thirty. Long live that Tzar who was great, and long live his boot, which was still greater! Ladies, take the advice of a friend; make a mistake in your neighbor if you see fit. The property of love is to err. A love affair is not made to crouch down and brutalize itself like an English serving-maid who has callouses on her knees from scrubbing. It is not made for that; it errs gayly, our gentle love. It has been said, error is human; I say, error is love. Ladies, I idolize you all. O Zéphine, O Joséphine, face more than irregular, you would be charming were you not all askew. You have the air of a pretty face upon which some one has sat down by mistake. As for Favourite, O nymphs and muses! one day when Blachevelle was crossing the gutter in the Rue Guérin-Boisseau, he espied a beautiful girl with white stockings well drawn up, which displayed her legs. This prologue pleased him, and Blachevelle fell in love. The one he loved was Favourite. O Favourite, thou hast Ionian lips. There was a Greek painter named Euphorion, who was surnamed the painter of the lips. That Greek alone would have been worthy to paint thy mouth. Listen! before thee, there was never a creature worthy of the name. Thou wert made to receive the apple like Venus, or to eat it like Eve; beauty begins with thee. I have just referred to Eve; it is thou who hast created her. Thou deservest the letters-patent of the beautiful woman. O Favourite, I cease to address you as ‘thou,’ because I pass from poetry to prose. You were speaking of my name a little while ago. That touched me; but let us, whoever we may be, distrust names. They may delude us. I am called Félix, and I am not happy. Words are liars. Let us not blindly accept the indications which they afford us. It would be a mistake to write to Liège 2 for corks, and to Pau for gloves. Miss Dahlia, were I in your place, I would call myself Rosa. A flower should smell sweet, and woman should have wit. I say nothing of Fantine; she is a dreamer, a musing, thoughtful, pensive person; she is a phantom possessed of the form of a nymph and the modesty of a nun, who has strayed into the life of a grisette, but who takes refuge in illusions, and who sings and prays and gazes into the azure without very well knowing what she sees or what she is doing, and who, with her eyes fixed on heaven, wanders in a garden where there are more birds than are in existence. O Fantine, know this: I, Tholomyès, I am an illusion; but she does not even hear me, that blond maid of Chimeras! as for the rest, everything about her is freshness, suavity, youth, sweet morning light. O Fantine, maid worthy of being called Marguerite or Pearl, you are a woman from the beauteous Orient. Ladies, a second piece of advice: do not marry; marriage is a graft; it takes well or ill; avoid that risk. But bah! what am I saying? I am wasting my words. Girls are incurable on the subject of marriage, and all that we wise men can say will not prevent the waistcoat-makers and the shoe-stitchers from dreaming of husbands studded with diamonds. Well, so be it; but, my beauties, remember this, you eat too much sugar. You have but one fault, O woman, and that is nibbling sugar. O nibbling sex, your pretty little white teeth adore sugar. Now, heed me well, sugar is a salt. All salts are withering. Sugar is the most desiccating of all salts; it sucks the liquids of the blood through the veins; hence the coagulation, and then the solidification of the blood; hence tubercles in the lungs, hence death. That is why diabetes borders on consumption. Then, do not crunch sugar, and you will live. I turn to the men: gentlemen, make conquest, rob each other of your well-beloved without remorse. Chassez across. In love there are no friends. Everywhere where there is a pretty woman hostility is open. No quarter, war to the death! a pretty woman is a casus belli; a pretty woman is flagrant misdemeanor. All the invasions of history have been determined by petticoats. Woman is man’s right. Romulus carried off the Sabines; William carried off the Saxon women; Cæsar carried off the Roman women. The man who is not loved soars like a vulture over the mistresses of other men; and for my own part, to all those unfortunate men who are widowers, I throw the sublime proclamation of Bonaparte to the army of Italy: “Soldiers, you are in need of everything; the enemy has it.”", "pos": 311154}
{"speaker": "Blachevelle", "text": "Take breath, Tholomyès,", "pos": 315969}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The father turkey-cocks so grave Some money to an agent gave, That master good Clermont-Tonnerre Might be made pope on Saint Johns’ day fair. But this good Clermont could not be Made pope, because no priest was he; And then their agent, whose wrath burned, With all their money back returned.", "pos": 316461}
{"speaker": "Tholomyès", "text": "Down with wisdom! Forget all that I have said. Let us be neither prudes nor prudent men nor prudhommes. I propose a toast to mirth; be merry. Let us complete our course of law by folly and eating! Indigestion and the digest. Let Justinian be the male, and Feasting, the female! Joy in the depths! Live, O creation! The world is a great diamond. I am happy. The birds are astonishing. What a festival everywhere! The nightingale is a gratuitous Elleviou. Summer, I salute thee! O Luxembourg! O Georgics of the Rue Madame, and of the Allée de l’Observatoire! O pensive infantry soldiers! O all those charming nurses who, while they guard the children, amuse themselves! The pampas of America would please me if I had not the arcades of the Odéon. My soul flits away into the virgin forests and to the savannas. All is beautiful. The flies buzz in the sun. The sun has sneezed out the humming bird. Embrace me, Fantine!", "pos": 316875}
{"speaker": "Zéphine", "text": "The dinners are better at Édon’s than at Bombarda’s,", "pos": 317870}
{"speaker": "Blachevelle", "text": "I prefer Bombarda to Édon. There is more luxury. It is more Asiatic. Look at the room downstairs; there are mirrors on the walls.", "pos": 317968}
{"speaker": "Favourite", "text": "I prefer them on my plate,", "pos": 318100}
{"speaker": "Blachevelle", "text": "Look at the knives. The handles are of silver at Bombarda’s and of bone at Édon’s. Now, silver is more valuable than bone.", "pos": 318169}
{"speaker": "Tholomyès", "text": "Except for those who have a silver chin,", "pos": 318294}
{"speaker": "Fameuil", "text": "Tholomyès, Listolier and I were having a discussion just now.", "pos": 318482}
{"speaker": "Tholomyès", "text": "A discussion is a good thing, a quarrel is better.", "pos": 318546}
{"speaker": "Fameuil", "text": "We were disputing about philosophy.", "pos": 318620}
{"speaker": "Tholomyès", "text": "Well?", "pos": 318658}
{"speaker": "Fameuil", "text": "Which do you prefer, Descartes or Spinoza?", "pos": 318666}
{"speaker": "Tholomyès", "text": "Désaugiers. I consent to live. All is not at an end on earth since we can still talk nonsense. For that I return thanks to the immortal gods. We lie. One lies, but one laughs. One affirms, but one doubts. The unexpected bursts forth from the syllogism. That is fine. There are still human beings here below who know how to open and close the surprise box of the paradox merrily. This, ladies, which you are drinking with so tranquil an air is Madeira wine, you must know, from the vineyard of Coural das Freiras, which is three hundred and seventeen fathoms above the level of the sea. Attention while you drink! three hundred and seventeen fathoms! and Monsieur Bombarda, the magnificent eating-house keeper, gives you those three hundred and seventeen fathoms for four francs and fifty centimes.", "pos": 318711}
{"speaker": "Fameuil", "text": "Tholomyès, your opinions fix the law. Who is your favorite author?", "pos": 319615}
{"speaker": "Tholomyès", "text": "Ber—", "pos": 319684}
{"speaker": "Fameuil", "text": "Quin?", "pos": 319691}
{"speaker": "Tholomyès", "text": "No; Choux. Honor to Bombarda! He would equal Munophis of Elephanta if he could but get me an Indian dancing-girl, and Thygelion of Chæronea if he could bring me a Greek courtesan; for, oh, ladies! there were Bombardas in Greece and in Egypt. Apuleius tells us of them. Alas! always the same, and nothing new; nothing more unpublished by the creator in creation! Nil sub sole novum, says Solomon; amor omnibus idem, says Virgil; and Carabine mounts with Carabin into the bark at Saint-Cloud, as Aspasia embarked with Pericles upon the fleet at Samos. One last word. Do you know what Aspasia was, ladies? Although she lived at an epoch when women had, as yet, no soul, she was a soul; a soul of a rosy and purple hue, more ardent hued than fire, fresher than the dawn. Aspasia was a creature in whom two extremes of womanhood met; she was the goddess prostitute; Socrates plus Manon Lescaut. Aspasia was created in case a mistress should be needed for Prometheus.", "pos": 319699}
{"speaker": "Tholomyès", "text": "Elle était de ce monde ou coucous et carrosses Ont le même destin; Et, rosse, elle a vécu ce que vivant les rosses, L’espace d’un mâtin!", "pos": 321542}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Poor horse!", "pos": 321683}
{"speaker": "Dahlia", "text": "There is Fantine on the point of crying over horses. How can one be such a pitiful fool as that!", "pos": 321736}
{"speaker": "Favourite", "text": "Come, now! the surprise?", "pos": 321948}
{"speaker": "Tholomyès", "text": "Exactly. The moment has arrived. Gentlemen, the hour for giving these ladies a surprise has struck. Wait for us a moment, ladies.", "pos": 321975}
{"speaker": "Blachevelle", "text": "It begins with a kiss,", "pos": 322128}
{"speaker": "Tholomyès", "text": "On the brow,", "pos": 322171}
{"speaker": "Favourite", "text": "It is beginning to be amusing already,", "pos": 322380}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Don’t be too long, we are waiting for you. Don’t be long!", "pos": 322431}
{"speaker": "Zéphine", "text": "What are they going to bring us?", "pos": 322936}
{"speaker": "Dahlia", "text": "It will certainly be something pretty,", "pos": 322985}
{"speaker": "Favourite", "text": "For my part. I want it to be of gold.", "pos": 323039}
{"speaker": "Favourite", "text": "What a row! One would say that it was a pile of chains flying away.", "pos": 323925}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "That’s odd! I thought the diligence never stopped.", "pos": 324177}
{"speaker": "Favourite", "text": "This Fantine is surprising. I am coming to take a look at her out of curiosity. She is dazzled by the simplest things. Suppose a case: I am a traveller; I say to the diligence, ‘I will go on in advance; you shall pick me up on the quay as you pass.’ The diligence passes, sees me, halts, and takes me. That is done every day. You do not know life, my dear. Well, and the surprise?", "pos": 324276}
{"speaker": "Dahlia", "text": "Yes, by the way, the famous surprise?", "pos": 324788}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "They are a very long time about it!", "pos": 324848}
{"speaker": "Favourite", "text": "What is that?", "pos": 325038}
{"speaker": "The waiter", "text": "It is a paper that those gentlemen left for these ladies.", "pos": 325095}
{"speaker": "Favourite", "text": "Why did you not bring it at once?", "pos": 325155}
{"speaker": "The waiter", "text": "Because, the gentlemen ordered me not to deliver it to the ladies for an hour.", "pos": 325191}
{"speaker": "Favourite", "text": "Stop! there is no address; but this is what is written on it— THIS IS THE SURPRISE. OUR BELOVED:— “You must know that we have parents. Parents—you do not know much about such things. They are called fathers and mothers by the civil code, which is puerile and honest. Now, these parents groan, these old folks implore us, these good men and these good women call us prodigal sons; they desire our return, and offer to kill calves for us. Being virtuous, we obey them. At the hour when you read this, five fiery horses will be bearing us to our papas and mammas. We are pulling up our stakes, as Bossuet says. We are going; we are gone. We flee in the arms of Laffitte and on the wings of Caillard. The Toulouse diligence tears us from the abyss, and the abyss is you, O our little beauties! We return to society, to duty, to respectability, at full trot, at the rate of three leagues an hour. It is necessary for the good of the country that we should be, like the rest of the world, prefects, fathers of families, rural police, and councillors of state. Venerate us. We are sacrificing ourselves. Mourn for us in haste, and replace us with speed. If this letter lacerates you, do the same by it. Adieu. “For the space of nearly two years we have made you happy. We bear you no grudge for that. “Signed: BLACHEVELLE. FAMUEIL. LISTOLIER. FÉLIX THOLOMYÈS. “Postscriptum. The dinner is paid for.” Well! it’s a very pretty farce, all the same.", "pos": 325371}
{"speaker": "Zéphine", "text": "It is very droll,", "pos": 326992}
{"speaker": "Favourite", "text": "That must have been Blachevelle’s idea. It makes me in love with him. No sooner is he gone than he is loved. This is an adventure, indeed.", "pos": 327026}
{"speaker": "Dahlia", "text": "No, it was one of Tholomyès’ ideas. That is evident.", "pos": 327188}
{"speaker": "Favourite", "text": "In that case, death to Blachevelle, and long live Tholomyès!", "pos": 327257}
{"speaker": "Dahlia and Zéphine", "text": "Long live Tholomyès!", "pos": 327342}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "It must be, said a warrior.", "pos": 332318}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "You have two beautiful children there, Madame.", "pos": 332623}
{"speaker": "The mother", "text": "To the fair and tender Imogene—", "pos": 332672}
{"speaker": "The gossips", "text": "Who takes those children seriously! One only shrugs one’s shoulders over such children!", "pos": 336490}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "You have two pretty children, Madame.", "pos": 339530}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "My name is Madame Thénardier. We keep this inn. It must be so; I am a knight, And I am off to Palestine.", "pos": 339822}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Now amuse yourselves, all three of you.", "pos": 342193}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "What is your little one’s name?", "pos": 342761}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Cosette.", "pos": 342795}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "How old is she?", "pos": 343216}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "She is going on three.", "pos": 343234}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "That is the age of my eldest. How easily children get acquainted at once! one would swear that they were three sisters!", "pos": 343259}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Will you keep my child for me?", "pos": 343893}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "I must see about it,", "pos": 344523}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "I will give you six francs a month.", "pos": 344570}
{"speaker": "a man's voice", "text": "Not for less than seven francs. And six months paid in advance.", "pos": 344669}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Six times seven makes forty-two,", "pos": 344735}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "I will give it,", "pos": 344791}
{"speaker": "the man's voice", "text": "And fifteen francs in addition for preliminary expenses,", "pos": 344826}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Total, fifty-seven francs. It must be, said a warrior.", "pos": 344908}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "I will pay it. I have eighty francs. I shall have enough left to reach the country, by travelling on foot. I shall earn money there, and as soon as I have a little I will return for my darling.", "pos": 345036}
{"speaker": "the man's voice", "text": "The little one has an outfit?", "pos": 345277}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "That is my husband,", "pos": 345309}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Of course she has an outfit, the poor treasure.—I understood perfectly that it was your husband.—And a beautiful outfit, too! a senseless outfit, everything by the dozen, and silk gowns like a lady. It is here, in my carpet-bag.", "pos": 345352}
{"speaker": "the man's voice", "text": "You must hand it over,", "pos": 345583}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Of course I shall give it to you. It would be very queer if I were to leave my daughter quite naked!", "pos": 345641}
{"speaker": "The Master", "text": "That's good,", "pos": 345791}
{"speaker": "A neighbor of the Thénardiers", "text": "I have just seen a woman crying in the street so that it was enough to rend your heart.", "pos": 346260}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "That will serve to pay my note for one hundred and ten francs which falls due to-morrow; I lacked fifty francs. Do you know that I should have had a bailiff and a protest after me? You played the mouse-trap nicely with your young ones.", "pos": 346425}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Without suspecting it,", "pos": 346663}
{"speaker": "The Thénardiers", "text": "Cosette is doing wonderfully well.", "pos": 352565}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "A fine favor she is doing us, in sooth! What does she expect us to do with her seven francs?", "pos": 352822}
{"speaker": "Villagers", "text": "Those Thénardiers are good people. They are not rich, and yet they are bringing up a poor child who was abandoned on their hands!", "pos": 354458}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "the creature eating Let her not bother me, or I’ll fire her brat right into the middle of her secrets. I must have an increase.", "pos": 354866}
{"speaker": "The Thénardiers", "text": "The sly creature,", "pos": 356270}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "The two prime functionaries of the state are the nurse and the schoolmaster.", "pos": 363041}
{"speaker": "Good Souls", "text": "He’s a jolly fellow who means to get rich. He is an ambitious man.", "pos": 363478}
{"speaker": "People", "text": "There! what did we say!", "pos": 365090}
{"speaker": "Good Souls", "text": "After all, he is some sort of an adventurer.", "pos": 365709}
{"speaker": "Good Gossips", "text": "He is an ignorant man, of no education. No one knows where he came from. He would not know how to behave in society. It has not been absolutely proved that he knows how to read.", "pos": 366669}
{"speaker": "People", "text": "He is a man of business. He is an ambitious man. He is an adventurer. He is a brute.", "pos": 366892}
{"speaker": "old woman", "text": "A good mayor is a useful thing. Is he drawing back before the good which he can do?", "pos": 367795}
{"speaker": "Women", "text": "What a good-natured bear!", "pos": 368627}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "They are dead. Nevertheless, it would be a good thing to know how to make use of them. When the nettle is young, the leaf makes an excellent vegetable; when it is older, it has filaments and fibres like hemp and flax. Nettle cloth is as good as linen cloth. Chopped up, nettles are good for poultry; pounded, they are good for horned cattle. The seed of the nettle, mixed with fodder, gives gloss to the hair of animals; the root, mixed with salt, produces a beautiful yellow coloring-matter. Moreover, it is an excellent hay, which can be cut twice. And what is required for the nettle? A little soil, no care, no culture. Only the seed falls as it is ripe, and it is difficult to collect it. That is all. With the exercise of a little care, the nettle could be made useful; it is neglected and it becomes hurtful. It is exterminated. How many men resemble the nettle! Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.", "pos": 370629}
{"speaker": "The people", "text": "There is a rich man who has not a haughty air. There is a happy man who has not a contented air.", "pos": 372956}
{"speaker": "Young Woman", "text": "Monsieur le Maire, pray show us your chamber. It is said to be a grotto.", "pos": 373402}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "for they were hall-marked,", "pos": 373873}
{"speaker": "Dowager", "text": "M. le Maire is doubtless a cousin of the late Bishop of D——?", "pos": 378813}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "No, Madame.", "pos": 378885}
{"speaker": "Dowager", "text": "But, you are wearing mourning for him.", "pos": 378899}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "It is because I was a servant in his family in my youth.", "pos": 378975}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "The functionary can make no mistake; the magistrate is never the wrong. These men are irremediably lost. Nothing good can come from them.", "pos": 386808}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "I think I have him!", "pos": 390563}
{"speaker": "Father Fauchelevent", "text": "Help! Who will be good and save the old man?", "pos": 392836}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Is there a jack-screw to be had?", "pos": 392953}
{"speaker": "a peasant", "text": "One has been sent for,", "pos": 392988}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "How long will it take to get it?", "pos": 393035}
{"speaker": "a peasant", "text": "They have gone for the nearest, to Flachot’s place, where there is a farrier; but it makes no difference; it will take a good quarter of an hour.", "pos": 393070}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "A quarter of an hour! It is impossible to wait another quarter of an hour,", "pos": 393218}
{"speaker": "The peasants", "text": "We must!", "pos": 393610}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "But it will be too late then! Don’t you see that the cart is sinking?", "pos": 393621}
{"speaker": "The peasants", "text": "Well!", "pos": 393693}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Listen, there is still room enough under the cart to allow a man to crawl beneath it and raise it with his back. Only half a minute, and the poor man can be taken out. Is there any one here who has stout loins and heart? There are five louis d’or to be earned! Ten louis,", "pos": 393701}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "A man would need to be devilish strong. And then he runs the risk of getting crushed!", "pos": 394108}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Come, twenty louis.", "pos": 394196}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "It is not the will which is lacking. It is strength. One would have to be a terrible man to do such a thing as lift a cart like that on his back. Monsieur Madeleine, I have never known but one man capable of doing what you ask. He was a convict.", "pos": 394261}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Ah!", "pos": 394837}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "In the galleys at Toulon.", "pos": 394859}
{"speaker": "Father Fauchelevent", "text": "I am strangling! My ribs are breaking! a screw! something! Ah!", "pos": 395014}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Is there, then, no one who wishes to earn twenty louis and save the life of this poor old man?", "pos": 395108}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "I have never known but one man who could take the place of a screw, and he was that convict.", "pos": 395238}
{"speaker": "Father Fauchelevent", "text": "Ah! It is crushing me!", "pos": 395333}
{"speaker": "The crowd", "text": "Father Madeleine, come out!", "pos": 395860}
{"speaker": "Old Fauchelevent", "text": "Monsieur Madeleine, go away! You see that I am fated to die! Leave me! You will get yourself crushed also!", "pos": 395928}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Make haste! Help!", "pos": 396362}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I purchase your horse and cart.", "pos": 397350}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "She must be a pretty sort of a woman.", "pos": 403208}
{"speaker": "an old gossip", "text": "For my five and thirty francs I have freed my mind. I have seen the child.", "pos": 403358}
{"speaker": "Madame Victurnien", "text": "I have seen the child.", "pos": 404463}
{"speaker": "the second-hand dealer", "text": "If you leave, I will have you arrested as a thief.", "pos": 406935}
{"speaker": "the householder", "text": "You are young and pretty; you can pay.", "pos": 407046}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Bah! I say to myself, by only sleeping five hours, and working all the rest of the time at my sewing, I shall always manage to nearly earn my bread. And, then, when one is sad, one eats less. Well, sufferings, uneasiness, a little bread on one hand, trouble on the other,—all this will support me.", "pos": 408351}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "It is all the same to me,", "pos": 410215}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Just feel how hot my hands are!", "pos": 410744}
{"speaker": "the barber", "text": "What splendid hair!", "pos": 412055}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "How much will you give me for it?", "pos": 412099}
{"speaker": "the barber", "text": "Ten francs.", "pos": 412145}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Cut it off. My child is no longer cold. I have clothed her with my hair.", "pos": 412159}
{"speaker": "An old workwoman", "text": "There’s a girl who will come to a bad end.", "pos": 413131}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "When I get rich, I will have my Cosette with me; Ah! they are good! Forty francs! the idea! That makes two napoleons! Where do they think I am to get them? These peasants are stupid, truly.", "pos": 413594}
{"speaker": "Someone", "text": "What makes you so gay?", "pos": 414491}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "A fine piece of stupidity that some country people have written to me. They demand forty francs of me. So much for you, you peasants!", "pos": 414529}
{"speaker": "the tooth-puller", "text": "You have beautiful teeth, you girl there, who are laughing; if you want to sell me your palettes, I will give you a gold napoleon apiece for them.", "pos": 415189}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "What are my palettes?", "pos": 415338}
{"speaker": "the dental professor", "text": "The palettes, are the front teeth, the two upper ones.", "pos": 415377}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "How horrible!", "pos": 415466}
{"speaker": "a toothless old woman", "text": "Two napoleons! Here’s a lucky girl!", "pos": 415501}
{"speaker": "The man", "text": "Reflect, my beauty! two napoleons; they may prove of service. If your heart bids you, come this evening to the inn of the Tillac d’Argent; you will find me there.", "pos": 415692}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Can you understand such a thing? Is he not an abominable man? How can they allow such people to go about the country! Pull out my two front teeth! Why, I should be horrible! My hair will grow again, but my teeth! Ah! what a monster of a man! I should prefer to throw myself head first on the pavement from the fifth story! He told me that he should be at the Tillac d’Argent this evening.", "pos": 415957}
{"speaker": "Marguerite", "text": "And what did he offer?", "pos": 416348}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Two napoleons.", "pos": 416391}
{"speaker": "Marguerite", "text": "That makes forty francs.", "pos": 416408}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Yes, that makes forty francs. What is a miliary fever? Do you know?", "pos": 416435}
{"speaker": "Marguerite", "text": "Yes, it is a disease.", "pos": 416767}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Does it require many drugs?", "pos": 416820}
{"speaker": "Marguerite", "text": "Oh! terrible drugs.", "pos": 416850}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "How does one get it?", "pos": 416872}
{"speaker": "Marguerite", "text": "It is a malady that one gets without knowing how.", "pos": 416895}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Then it attacks children?", "pos": 416947}
{"speaker": "Marguerite", "text": "Children in particular.", "pos": 416975}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Do people die of it?", "pos": 417001}
{"speaker": "Marguerite", "text": "They may,", "pos": 417024}
{"speaker": "Marguerite", "text": "Lord! the candle is all burned out! Something has happened. Jesus! what is the matter with you, Fantine?", "pos": 417688}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Nothing. Quite the contrary. My child will not die of that frightful malady, for lack of succor. I am content.", "pos": 417956}
{"speaker": "Marguerite", "text": "Ah! Jesus God! Why, it is a fortune! Where did you get those louis d’or?", "pos": 418181}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "I got them,", "pos": 418276}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Come! let us sell what is left.", "pos": 421182}
{"speaker": "M. Bamatabois", "text": "How ugly you are!—Will you get out of my sight?—You have no teeth!", "pos": 426420}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Follow me!", "pos": 428157}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Take three men and conduct this creature to jail. You are to have six months of it.", "pos": 430901}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Six months! six months of prison! Six months in which to earn seven sous a day! But what will become of Cosette? My daughter! my daughter! But I still owe the Thénardiers over a hundred francs; do you know that, Monsieur Inspector? Monsieur Javert. I beseech your mercy. I assure you that I was not in the wrong. If you had seen the beginning, you would have seen. I swear to you by the good God that I was not to blame! That gentleman, the bourgeois, whom I do not know, put snow in my back. Has any one the right to put snow down our backs when we are walking along peaceably, and doing no harm to any one? I am rather ill, as you see. And then, he had been saying impertinent things to me for a long time: ‘You are ugly! you have no teeth!’ I know well that I have no longer those teeth. I did nothing; I said to myself, ‘The gentleman is amusing himself.’ I was honest with him; I did not speak to him. It was at that moment that he put the snow down my back. Monsieur Javert, good Monsieur Inspector! is there not some person here who saw it and can tell you that this is quite true? Perhaps I did wrong to get angry. You know that one is not master of one’s self at the first moment. One gives way to vivacity; and then, when some one puts something cold down your back just when you are not expecting it! I did wrong to spoil that gentleman’s hat. Why did he go away? I would ask his pardon. Oh, my God! It makes no difference to me whether I ask his pardon. Do me the favor to-day, for this once, Monsieur Javert. Hold! you do not know that in prison one can earn only seven sous a day; it is not the government’s fault, but seven sous is one’s earnings; and just fancy, I must pay one hundred francs, or my little girl will be sent to me. Oh, my God! I cannot have her with me. What I do is so vile! Oh, my Cosette! Oh, my little angel of the Holy Virgin! what will become of her, poor creature? I will tell you: it is the Thénardiers, inn-keepers, peasants; and such people are unreasonable. They want money. Don’t put me in prison! You see, there is a little girl who will be turned out into the street to get along as best she may, in the very heart of the winter; and you must have pity on such a being, my good Monsieur Javert. If she were older, she might earn her living; but it cannot be done at that age. I am not a bad woman at bottom. It is not cowardliness and gluttony that have made me what I am. If I have drunk brandy, it was out of misery. I do not love it; but it benumbs the senses. When I was happy, it was only necessary to glance into my closets, and it would have been evident that I was not a coquettish and untidy woman. I had linen, a great deal of linen. Have pity on me, Monsieur Javert!", "pos": 431044}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Come! I have heard you out. Have you entirely finished? You will get six months. Now march! The Eternal Father in person could do nothing more.", "pos": 434432}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Mercy!", "pos": 434737}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "One moment, if you please.", "pos": 435120}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Excuse me, Mr. Mayor—", "pos": 435278}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Ah! so it is you who are M. le Maire!", "pos": 435616}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Inspector Javert, set this woman at liberty.", "pos": 435747}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "At liberty! I am to be allowed to go! I am not to go to prison for six months! Who said that? It is not possible that any one could have said that. I did not hear aright. It cannot have been that monster of a mayor! Was it you, my good Monsieur Javert, who said that I was to be set free? Oh, see here! I will tell you about it, and you will let me go. That monster of a mayor, that old blackguard of a mayor, is the cause of all. Just imagine, Monsieur Javert, he turned me out! all because of a pack of rascally women, who gossip in the workroom. If that is not a horror, what is? To dismiss a poor girl who is doing her work honestly! Then I could no longer earn enough, and all this misery followed. In the first place, there is one improvement which these gentlemen of the police ought to make, and that is, to prevent prison contractors from wronging poor people. I will explain it to you, you see: you are earning twelve sous at shirt-making, the price falls to nine sous; and it is not enough to live on. Then one has to become whatever one can. As for me, I had my little Cosette, and I was actually forced to become a bad woman. Now you understand how it is that that blackguard of a mayor caused all the mischief. After that I stamped on that gentleman’s hat in front of the officers’ café; but he had spoiled my whole dress with snow. We women have but one silk dress for evening wear. You see that I did not do wrong deliberately—truly, Monsieur Javert; and everywhere I behold women who are far more wicked than I, and who are much happier. O Monsieur Javert! it was you who gave orders that I am to be set free, was it not? Make inquiries, speak to my landlord; I am paying my rent now; they will tell you that I am perfectly honest. Ah! my God! I beg your pardon; I have unintentionally touched the damper of the stove, and it has made it smoke.", "pos": 436967}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "How much did you say that you owed?", "pos": 439036}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Was I speaking to you? Say, you fellows, did you see how I spit in his face? Ah! you old wretch of a mayor, you came here to frighten me, but I’m not afraid of you. I am afraid of Monsieur Javert. I am afraid of my good Monsieur Javert! And yet, you see, Mr. Inspector, it is necessary to be just. I understand that you are just, Mr. Inspector; in fact, it is perfectly simple: a man amuses himself by putting snow down a woman’s back, and that makes the officers laugh; one must divert themselves in some way; and we—well, we are here for them to amuse themselves with, of course! And then, you, you come; you are certainly obliged to preserve order, you lead off the woman who is in the wrong; but on reflection, since you are a good man, you say that I am to be set at liberty; it is for the sake of the little one, for six months in prison would prevent my supporting my child. ‘Only, don’t do it again, you hussy!’ Oh! I won’t do it again, Monsieur Javert! They may do whatever they please to me now; I will not stir. But to-day, you see, I cried because it hurt me. I was not expecting that snow from the gentleman at all; and then as I told you, I am not well; I have a cough; I seem to have a burning ball in my stomach, and the doctor tells me, ‘Take care of yourself.’ Here, feel, give me your hand; don’t be afraid—it is here. Children, Monsieur l’Inspecteur has said that I am to be released, and I am going.", "pos": 439136}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Sergeant! don’t you see that that jade is walking off! Who bade you let her go?", "pos": 441581}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I,", "pos": 441675}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Mr. Mayor, that cannot be.", "pos": 443382}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Why not?", "pos": 443411}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "This miserable woman has insulted a citizen.", "pos": 443441}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Inspector Javert, listen. You are an honest man, and I feel no hesitation in explaining matters to you. Here is the true state of the case: I was passing through the square just as you were leading this woman away; there were still groups of people standing about, and I made inquiries and learned everything; it was the townsman who was in the wrong and who should have been arrested by properly conducted police.", "pos": 443488}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "This wretch has just insulted Monsieur le Maire.", "pos": 443977}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "That concerns me. My own insult belongs to me, I think. I can do what I please about it.", "pos": 444028}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "I beg Monsieur le Maire’s pardon. The insult is not to him but to the law.", "pos": 444140}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Inspector Javert, the highest law is conscience. I have heard this woman; I know what I am doing.", "pos": 444217}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "And I, Mr. Mayor, do not know what I see.", "pos": 444341}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Then content yourself with obeying.", "pos": 444385}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "I am obeying my duty. My duty demands that this woman shall serve six months in prison.", "pos": 444423}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Heed this well; she will not serve a single day.", "pos": 444543}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "I am sorry to oppose Monsieur le Maire; it is for the first time in my life, but he will permit me to remark that I am within the bounds of my authority. I confine myself, since Monsieur le Maire desires it, to the question of the gentleman. I was present. This woman flung herself on Monsieur Bamatabois, who is an elector and the proprietor of that handsome house with a balcony, which forms the corner of the esplanade, three stories high and entirely of cut stone. Such things as there are in the world! In any case, Monsieur le Maire, this is a question of police regulations in the streets, and concerns me, and I shall detain this woman Fantine.", "pos": 444744}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "The matter to which you refer is one connected with the municipal police. According to the terms of articles nine, eleven, fifteen, and sixty-six of the code of criminal examination, I am the judge. I order that this woman shall be set at liberty.", "pos": 445507}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "But, Mr. Mayor—", "pos": 445797}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I refer you to article eighty-one of the law of the 13th of December, 1799, in regard to arbitrary detention.", "pos": 445815}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Monsieur le Maire, permit me—", "pos": 445927}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Not another word.", "pos": 445959}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "But—", "pos": 445979}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Leave the room,", "pos": 445986}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I have heard you. I knew nothing about what you have mentioned. I believe that it is true, and I feel that it is true. I was even ignorant of the fact that you had left my shop. Why did you not apply to me? But here; I will pay your debts, I will send for your child, or you shall go to her. You shall live here, in Paris, or where you please. I undertake the care of your child and yourself. You shall not work any longer if you do not like. I will give all the money you require. You shall be honest and happy once more. And listen! I declare to you that if all is as you say,—and I do not doubt it,—you have never ceased to be virtuous and holy in the sight of God. Oh! poor woman.", "pos": 447713}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Oh! Oh! Oh!", "pos": 448729}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "What are you doing?", "pos": 449814}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "How do you feel?", "pos": 449970}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Well, I have slept. I think that I am better. It is nothing.", "pos": 449989}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I was praying to the martyr there on high. You have suffered much, poor mother. Oh! do not complain; you now have the dowry of the elect. It is thus that men are transformed into angels. It is not their fault they do not know how to go to work otherwise. You see this hell from which you have just emerged is the first form of heaven. It was necessary to begin there.", "pos": 450171}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "The devil! don’t let’s allow the child to go. This lark is going to turn into a milch cow. I see through it. Some ninny has taken a fancy to the mother.", "pos": 451633}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Christi! let’s not give up the child.", "pos": 452405}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "I have been a sinner; but when I have my child beside me, it will be a sign that God has pardoned me. While I was leading a bad life, I should not have liked to have my Cosette with me; I could not have borne her sad, astonished eyes. It was for her sake that I did evil, and that is why God pardons me. I shall feel the benediction of the good God when Cosette is here. I shall gaze at her; it will do me good to see that innocent creature. She knows nothing at all. She is an angel, you see, my sisters. At that age the wings have not fallen off. Shall I see my Cosette soon?", "pos": 453126}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "To-morrow, perhaps. She may arrive at any moment. I am expecting her.", "pos": 453794}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Oh! how happy I am going to be!", "pos": 453907}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Well?", "pos": 454555}
{"speaker": "the doctor", "text": "Has she not a child which she desires to see?", "pos": 454563}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 454628}
{"speaker": "Doctor", "text": "Well! Make haste and get it here!", "pos": 454635}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "What did the doctor say?", "pos": 454714}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "He said that your child was to be brought speedily. That that would restore your health.", "pos": 454779}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Oh! he is right! But what do those Thénardiers mean by keeping my Cosette from me! Oh! she is coming. At last I behold happiness close beside me!", "pos": 454870}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I shall send some one to fetch Cosette! If necessary, I will go myself. MONSIEUR THÉNARDIER:— You will deliver Cosette to this person. You will be paid for all the little things. I have the honor to salute you with respect. FANTINE.", "pos": 455345}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Admit him,", "pos": 456356}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Well! What is it? What is the matter, Javert?", "pos": 458978}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "This is the matter, Mr. Mayor; a culpable act has been committed.", "pos": 459193}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What act?", "pos": 459261}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "An inferior agent of the authorities has failed in respect, and in the gravest manner, towards a magistrate. I have come to bring the fact to your knowledge, as it is my duty to do.", "pos": 459273}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Who is the agent?", "pos": 459457}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "I,", "pos": 459497}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "You?", "pos": 459515}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "I.", "pos": 459522}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "And who is the magistrate who has reason to complain of the agent?", "pos": 459527}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "You, Mr. Mayor. Mr. Mayor, I have come to request you to instigate the authorities to dismiss me. You will say that I might have handed in my resignation, but that does not suffice. Handing in one’s resignation is honorable. I have failed in my duty; I ought to be punished; I must be turned out. Mr. Mayor, you were severe with me the other day, and unjustly. Be so to-day, with justice.", "pos": 459596}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Come, now! Why? What nonsense is this? What is the meaning of this? What culpable act have you been guilty of towards me? What have you done to me? What are your wrongs with regard to me? You accuse yourself; you wish to be superseded—", "pos": 460195}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Turned out,", "pos": 460459}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Turned out; so it be, then. That is well. I do not understand.", "pos": 460486}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "You shall understand, Mr. Mayor. Mr. Mayor, six weeks ago, in consequence of the scene over that woman, I was furious, and I informed against you.", "pos": 460551}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Informed against me!", "pos": 460789}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "At the Prefecture of Police in Paris.", "pos": 460811}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "As a mayor who had encroached on the province of the police?", "pos": 460961}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "As an ex-convict. I thought it was so. I had had an idea for a long time; a resemblance; inquiries which you had caused to be made at Faverolles; the strength of your loins; the adventure with old Fauchelevant; your skill in marksmanship; your leg, which you drag a little;—I hardly know what all,—absurdities! But, at all events, I took you for a certain Jean Valjean.", "pos": 461024}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "A certain—What did you say the name was?", "pos": 461469}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Jean Valjean. He was a convict whom I was in the habit of seeing twenty years ago, when I was adjutant-guard of convicts at Toulon. On leaving the galleys, this Jean Valjean, as it appears, robbed a bishop; then he committed another theft, accompanied with violence, on a public highway on the person of a little Savoyard. He disappeared eight years ago, no one knows how, and he has been sought, I fancied. In short, I did this thing! Wrath impelled me; I denounced you at the Prefecture!", "pos": 461512}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "And what reply did you receive?", "pos": 462127}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "That I was mad.", "pos": 462161}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Well?", "pos": 462179}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Well, they were right.", "pos": 462187}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "It is lucky that you recognize the fact.", "pos": 462212}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "I am forced to do so, since the real Jean Valjean has been found.", "pos": 462255}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Ah!", "pos": 462482}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "This is the way it is, Mr. Mayor. It seems that there was in the neighborhood near Ailly-le-Haut-Clocher an old fellow who was called Father Champmathieu. He was a very wretched creature. No one paid any attention to him. No one knows what such people subsist on. Lately, last autumn, Father Champmathieu was arrested for the theft of some cider apples from—Well, no matter, a theft had been committed, a wall scaled, branches of trees broken. My Champmathieu was arrested. He still had the branch of apple-tree in his hand. The scamp is locked up. Up to this point it was merely an affair of a misdemeanor. But here is where Providence intervened. “The jail being in a bad condition, the examining magistrate finds it convenient to transfer Champmathieu to Arras, where the departmental prison is situated. In this prison at Arras there is an ex-convict named Brevet, who is detained for I know not what, and who has been appointed turnkey of the house, because of good behavior. Mr. Mayor, no sooner had Champmathieu arrived than Brevet exclaims: ‘Eh! Why, I know that man! He is a fagot!4 Take a good look at me, my good man! You are Jean Valjean!’ ‘Jean Valjean! who’s Jean Valjean?’ Champmathieu feigns astonishment. ‘Don’t play the innocent dodge,’ says Brevet. ‘You are Jean Valjean! You have been in the galleys of Toulon; it was twenty years ago; we were there together.’ Champmathieu denies it. Parbleu! You understand. The case is investigated. The thing was well ventilated for me. This is what they discovered: This Champmathieu had been, thirty years ago, a pruner of trees in various localities, notably at Faverolles. There all trace of him was lost. A long time afterwards he was seen again in Auvergne; then in Paris, where he is said to have been a wheelwright, and to have had a daughter, who was a laundress; but that has not been proved. Now, before going to the galleys for theft, what was Jean Valjean? A pruner of trees. Where? At Faverolles. Another fact. This Valjean’s Christian name was Jean, and his mother’s surname was Mathieu. What more natural to suppose than that, on emerging from the galleys, he should have taken his mother’s name for the purpose of concealing himself, and have called himself Jean Mathieu? He goes to Auvergne. The local pronunciation turns Jean into Chan—he is called Chan Mathieu. Our man offers no opposition, and behold him transformed into Champmathieu. You follow me, do you not? Inquiries were made at Faverolles. The family of Jean Valjean is no longer there. It is not known where they have gone. You know that among those classes a family often disappears. Search was made, and nothing was found. When such people are not mud, they are dust. And then, as the beginning of the story dates thirty years back, there is no longer any one at Faverolles who knew Jean Valjean. Inquiries were made at Toulon. Besides Brevet, there are only two convicts in existence who have seen Jean Valjean; they are Cochepaille and Chenildieu, and are sentenced for life. They are taken from the galleys and confronted with the pretended Champmathieu. They do not hesitate; he is Jean Valjean for them as well as for Brevet. The same age,—he is fifty-four,—the same height, the same air, the same man; in short, it is he. It was precisely at this moment that I forwarded my denunciation to the Prefecture in Paris. I was told that I had lost my reason, and that Jean Valjean is at Arras, in the power of the authorities. You can imagine whether this surprised me, when I thought that I had that same Jean Valjean here. I write to the examining judge; he sends for me; Champmathieu is conducted to me—", "pos": 462507}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Well?", "pos": 466156}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Mr. Mayor, the truth is the truth. I am sorry; but that man is Jean Valjean. I recognized him also.", "pos": 466257}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "You are sure?", "pos": 466403}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "O! Sure! And even now that I have seen the real Jean Valjean, I do not see how I could have thought otherwise. I beg your pardon, Mr. Mayor.", "pos": 466505}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "And what does this man say?", "pos": 467152}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Ah! Indeed, Mr. Mayor, it’s a bad business. If he is Jean Valjean, he has his previous conviction against him. To climb a wall, to break a branch, to purloin apples, is a mischievous trick in a child; for a man it is a misdemeanor; for a convict it is a crime. Robbing and housebreaking—it is all there. It is no longer a question of correctional police; it is a matter for the Court of Assizes. It is no longer a matter of a few days in prison; it is the galleys for life. And then, there is the affair with the little Savoyard, who will return, I hope. The deuce! there is plenty to dispute in the matter, is there not? Yes, for any one but Jean Valjean. But Jean Valjean is a sly dog. That is the way I recognized him. Any other man would have felt that things were getting hot for him; he would struggle, he would cry out—the kettle sings before the fire; he would not be Jean Valjean, et cetera. But he has not the appearance of understanding; he says, ‘I am Champmathieu, and I won’t depart from that!’ He has an astonished air, he pretends to be stupid; it is far better. Oh! the rogue is clever! But it makes no difference. The proofs are there. He has been recognized by four persons; the old scamp will be condemned. The case has been taken to the Assizes at Arras. I shall go there to give my testimony. I have been summoned.", "pos": 467182}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "That will do, Javert. In truth, all these details interest me but little. We are wasting our time, and we have pressing business on hand. Javert, you will betake yourself at once to the house of the woman Buseaupied, who sells herbs at the corner of the Rue Saint-Saulve. You will tell her that she must enter her complaint against carter Pierre Chesnelong. The man is a brute, who came near crushing this woman and her child. He must be punished. You will then go to M. Charcellay, Rue Montre-de-Champigny. He complained that there is a gutter on the adjoining house which discharges rain-water on his premises, and is undermining the foundations of his house. After that, you will verify the infractions of police regulations which have been reported to me in the Rue Guibourg, at Widow Doris’s, and Rue du Garraud-Blanc, at Madame Renée le Bossé’s, and you will prepare documents. But I am giving you a great deal of work. Are you not to be absent? Did you not tell me that you were going to Arras on that matter in a week or ten days?", "pos": 468702}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Sooner than that, Mr. Mayor.", "pos": 469743}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "On what day, then?", "pos": 469774}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Why, I thought that I had said to Monsieur le Maire that the case was to be tried to-morrow, and that I am to set out by diligence to-night.", "pos": 469795}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "And how long will the case last?", "pos": 469983}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "One day, at the most. The judgment will be pronounced to-morrow evening at latest. But I shall not wait for the sentence, which is certain; I shall return here as soon as my deposition has been taken.", "pos": 470018}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "That is well,", "pos": 470221}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Excuse me, Mr. Mayor,", "pos": 470330}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What is it now?", "pos": 470363}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Mr. Mayor, there is still something of which I must remind you.", "pos": 470404}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What is it?", "pos": 470470}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "That I must be dismissed.", "pos": 470484}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Javert, you are a man of honor, and I esteem you. You exaggerate your fault. Moreover, this is an offence which concerns me. Javert, you deserve promotion instead of degradation. I wish you to retain your post.", "pos": 470531}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Mr. Mayor, I cannot grant you that.", "pos": 470913}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I repeat, that the matter concerns me.", "pos": 470951}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "So far as exaggeration is concerned, I am not exaggerating. This is the way I reason: I have suspected you unjustly. That is nothing. It is our right to cherish suspicion, although suspicion directed above ourselves is an abuse. But without proofs, in a fit of rage, with the object of wreaking my vengeance, I have denounced you as a convict, you, a respectable man, a mayor, a magistrate! That is serious, very serious. I have insulted authority in your person, I, an agent of the authorities! If one of my subordinates had done what I have done, I should have declared him unworthy of the service, and have expelled him. Well? Stop, Mr. Mayor; one word more. I have often been severe in the course of my life towards others. That is just. I have done well. Now, if I were not severe towards myself, all the justice that I have done would become injustice. Ought I to spare myself more than others? No! What! I should be good for nothing but to chastise others, and not myself! Why, I should be a blackguard! Those who say, ‘That blackguard of a Javert!’ would be in the right. Mr. Mayor, I do not desire that you should treat me kindly; your kindness roused sufficient bad blood in me when it was directed to others. I want none of it for myself. The kindness which consists in upholding a woman of the town against a citizen, the police agent against the mayor, the man who is down against the man who is up in the world, is what I call false kindness. That is the sort of kindness which disorganizes society. Good God! it is very easy to be kind; the difficulty lies in being just. Come! if you had been what I thought you, I should not have been kind to you, not I! You would have seen! Mr. Mayor, I must treat myself as I would treat any other man. When I have subdued malefactors, when I have proceeded with vigor against rascals, I have often said to myself, ‘If you flinch, if I ever catch you in fault, you may rest at your ease!’ I have flinched, I have caught myself in a fault. So much the worse! Come, discharged, cashiered, expelled! That is well. I have arms. I will till the soil; it makes no difference to me. Mr. Mayor, the good of the service demands an example. I simply require the discharge of Inspector Javert.", "pos": 471070}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "We shall see,", "pos": 473445}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Excuse me, Mr. Mayor, but this must not be. A mayor does not offer his hand to a police spy. A police spy, yes; from the moment when I have misused the police. I am no more than a police spy. Mr. Mayor. I shall continue to serve until I am superseded.", "pos": 473553}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "I only live when Monsieur le Maire is here. And Cosette?", "pos": 479522}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Soon.", "pos": 479697}
{"speaker": "Doctor", "text": "She is losing ground fast.", "pos": 480091}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Master Scaufflaire, have you a good horse?", "pos": 481476}
{"speaker": "Master Scaufflaire", "text": "Mr. Mayor, all my horses are good. What do you mean by a good horse?", "pos": 481536}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I mean a horse which can travel twenty leagues in a day.", "pos": 481627}
{"speaker": "Master Scaufflaire", "text": "The deuce! Twenty leagues!", "pos": 481686}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 481735}
{"speaker": "Master Scaufflaire", "text": "Hitched to a cabriolet?", "pos": 481742}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 481768}
{"speaker": "Master Scaufflaire", "text": "And how long can he rest at the end of his journey?", "pos": 481775}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "He must be able to set out again on the next day if necessary.", "pos": 481829}
{"speaker": "Master Scaufflaire", "text": "To traverse the same road?", "pos": 481894}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 481923}
{"speaker": "Master Scaufflaire", "text": "The deuce! the deuce! And it is twenty leagues?", "pos": 481930}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "You see, total, nineteen and a half; as well say twenty leagues.", "pos": 482120}
{"speaker": "Master Scaufflaire", "text": "Mr. Mayor. I have just what you want. My little white horse—you may have seen him pass occasionally; he is a small beast from Lower Boulonnais. He is full of fire. They wanted to make a saddle-horse of him at first. Bah! He reared, he kicked, he laid everybody flat on the ground. He was thought to be vicious, and no one knew what to do with him. I bought him. I harnessed him to a carriage. That is what he wanted, sir; he is as gentle as a girl; he goes like the wind. Ah! indeed he must not be mounted. It does not suit his ideas to be a saddle-horse. Every one has his ambition. ‘Draw? Yes. Carry? No.’ We must suppose that is what he said to himself.", "pos": 482198}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "And he will accomplish the trip?", "pos": 482881}
{"speaker": "Master Scaufflaire", "text": "Your twenty leagues all at a full trot, and in less than eight hours. But here are the conditions.", "pos": 482916}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "State them.", "pos": 483017}
{"speaker": "Master Scaufflaire", "text": "In the first place, you will give him half an hour’s breathing spell midway of the road; he will eat; and some one must be by while he is eating to prevent the stable boy of the inn from stealing his oats; for I have noticed that in inns the oats are more often drunk by the stable men than eaten by the horses.", "pos": 483031}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Some one will be by.", "pos": 483345}
{"speaker": "Master Scaufflaire", "text": "In the second place—is the cabriolet for Monsieur le Maire?", "pos": 483368}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 483430}
{"speaker": "Master Scaufflaire", "text": "Does Monsieur le Maire know how to drive?", "pos": 483437}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 483481}
{"speaker": "Master Scaufflaire", "text": "Well, Monsieur le Maire will travel alone and without baggage, in order not to overload the horse?", "pos": 483488}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Agreed.", "pos": 483589}
{"speaker": "Master Scaufflaire", "text": "But as Monsieur le Maire will have no one with him, he will be obliged to take the trouble himself of seeing that the oats are not stolen.", "pos": 483599}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "That is understood.", "pos": 483740}
{"speaker": "Master Scaufflaire", "text": "I am to have thirty francs a day. The days of rest to be paid for also—not a farthing less; and the beast’s food to be at Monsieur le Maire’s expense.", "pos": 483762}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Here is the pay for two days in advance.", "pos": 483992}
{"speaker": "Master Scaufflaire", "text": "Fourthly, for such a journey a cabriolet would be too heavy, and would fatigue the horse. Monsieur le Maire must consent to travel in a little tilbury that I own.", "pos": 484035}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I consent to that.", "pos": 484200}
{"speaker": "Master Scaufflaire", "text": "It is light, but it has no cover.", "pos": 484221}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "That makes no difference to me.", "pos": 484257}
{"speaker": "Master Scaufflaire", "text": "Has Monsieur le Maire reflected that we are in the middle of winter? That it is very cold? That it may rain?", "pos": 484291}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "The tilbury and the horse will be in front of my door to-morrow morning at half-past four o’clock.", "pos": 484559}
{"speaker": "Master Scaufflaire", "text": "Of course, Monsieur le Maire. But this is what I am thinking of now: Monsieur le Maire has not told me where he is going. Where is Monsieur le Maire going?", "pos": 484660}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Are your horse’s forelegs good?", "pos": 485162}
{"speaker": "Master Scaufflaire", "text": "Yes, Monsieur le Maire. You must hold him in a little when going down hill. Are there many descends between here and the place whither you are going?", "pos": 485215}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Do not forget to be at my door at precisely half-past four o’clock to-morrow morning. Monsieur Scaufflaire, at what sum do you estimate the value of the horse and tilbury which you are to let to me,—the one bearing the other?", "pos": 485367}
{"speaker": "Master Scaufflaire", "text": "The one dragging the other, Monsieur le Maire,", "pos": 485892}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "So be it. Well?", "pos": 485979}
{"speaker": "Master Scaufflaire", "text": "Does Monsieur le Maire wish to purchase them or me?", "pos": 485997}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "No; but I wish to guarantee you in any case. You shall give me back the sum at my return. At what value do you estimate your horse and cabriolet?", "pos": 486051}
{"speaker": "Master Scaufflaire", "text": "Five hundred francs, Monsieur le Maire.", "pos": 486199}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Here it is.", "pos": 486241}
{"speaker": "the Fleming", "text": "Where the devil could Monsieur le Maire be going?", "pos": 486574}
{"speaker": "the wife", "text": "He is going to Paris,", "pos": 486654}
{"speaker": "the husband", "text": "I don’t believe it,", "pos": 486693}
{"speaker": "the Fleming", "text": "I have found out.", "pos": 486963}
{"speaker": "the wife", "text": "What?", "pos": 486983}
{"speaker": "the Fleming", "text": "It is five leagues from here to Hesdin, six from Hesdin to Saint-Pol, eight and a half from Saint-Pol to Arras. He is going to Arras.", "pos": 486991}
{"speaker": "The portress", "text": "Is Monsieur le Maire ill? I thought he had a rather singular air.", "pos": 487678}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Where do I stand? Am not I dreaming? What have I heard? Is it really true that I have seen that Javert, and that he spoke to me in that manner? Who can that Champmathieu be? So he resembles me! Is it possible? When I reflect that yesterday I was so tranquil, and so far from suspecting anything! What was I doing yesterday at this hour? What is there in this incident? What will the end be? What is to be done?", "pos": 497325}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Well,", "pos": 500288}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "that, at this moment, he had a substitute; that it appeared that a certain Champmathieu had that ill luck, and that, as regards himself, being present in the galleys in the person of that Champmathieu, present in society under the name of M. Madeleine, he had nothing more to fear, provided that he did not prevent men from sealing over the head of that Champmathieu this stone of infamy which, like the stone of the sepulchre, falls once, never to rise again. Well, what then? what am I afraid of? What is there in all that for me to think about? I am safe; all is over. I had but one partly open door through which my past might invade my life, and behold that door is walled up forever! That Javert, who has been annoying me so long; that terrible instinct which seemed to have divined me, which had divined me—good God! and which followed me everywhere; that frightful hunting-dog, always making a point at me, is thrown off the scent, engaged elsewhere, absolutely turned from the trail: henceforth he is satisfied; he will leave me in peace; he has his Jean Valjean. Who knows? it is even probable that he will wish to leave town! And all this has been brought about without any aid from me, and I count for nothing in it! Ah! but where is the misfortune in this? Upon my honor, people would think, to see me, that some catastrophe had happened to me! After all, if it does bring harm to some one, that is not my fault in the least: it is Providence which has done it all; it is because it wishes it so to be, evidently. Have I the right to disarrange what it has arranged? What do I ask now? Why should I meddle? It does not concern me; what! I am not satisfied: but what more do I want? The goal to which I have aspired for so many years, the dream of my nights, the object of my prayers to Heaven,—security,—I have now attained; it is God who wills it; I can do nothing against the will of God, and why does God will it? In order that I may continue what I have begun, that I may do good, that I may one day be a grand and encouraging example, that it may be said at last, that a little happiness has been attached to the penance which I have undergone, and to that virtue to which I have returned. Really, I do not understand why I was afraid, a little while ago, to enter the house of that good curé, and to ask his advice; this is evidently what he would have said to me: It is settled; let things take their course; let the good God do as he likes! Come, let us think no more about it; my resolve is taken!", "pos": 501481}
{"speaker": "Mysterious Power", "text": "Think!", "pos": 505184}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "March on!", "pos": 505254}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "settled resolve.", "pos": 506121}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "to let things take their course, to let the good God do as he liked,", "pos": 506231}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "My object is attained!", "pos": 506851}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "let us decide upon this; let us do our duty; let us save this man.", "pos": 509099}
{"speaker": "His Duty", "text": "Go! Tell your name! Denounce yourself!", "pos": 510468}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "If this man has, indeed, stolen a few apples, that means a month in prison. It is a long way from that to the galleys. And who knows? Did he steal? Has it been proved? The name of Jean Valjean overwhelms him, and seems to dispense with proofs. Do not the attorneys for the Crown always proceed in this manner? He is supposed to be a thief because he is known to be a convict.", "pos": 512211}
{"speaker": "He", "text": "Ah! yes. I had resolved to inform against myself. Hold! and what about that poor woman?", "pos": 515189}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Ah! but I have hitherto considered no one but myself; it is proper for me to hold my tongue or to denounce myself, to conceal my person or to save my soul, to be a despicable and respected magistrate, or an infamous and venerable convict; it is I, it is always I and nothing but I: but, good God! all this is egotism; these are diverse forms of egotism, but it is egotism all the same. What if I were to think a little about others? The highest holiness is to think of others; come, let us examine the matter. The I excepted, the I effaced, the I forgotten, what would be the result of all this? What if I denounce myself? I am arrested; this Champmathieu is released; I am put back in the galleys; that is well—and what then? What is going on here? Ah! here is a country, a town, here are factories, an industry, workers, both men and women, aged grandsires, children, poor people! All this I have created; all these I provide with their living; everywhere where there is a smoking chimney, it is I who have placed the brand on the hearth and meat in the pot; I have created ease, circulation, credit; before me there was nothing; I have elevated, vivified, informed with life, fecundated, stimulated, enriched the whole country-side; lacking me, the soul is lacking; I take myself off, everything dies: and this woman, who has suffered so much, who possesses so many merits in spite of her fall; the cause of all whose misery I have unwittingly been! And that child whom I meant to go in search of, whom I have promised to her mother; do I not also owe something to this woman, in reparation for the evil which I have done her? If I disappear, what happens? The mother dies; the child becomes what it can; that is what will take place, if I denounce myself. If I do not denounce myself? come, let us see how it will be if I do not denounce myself.", "pos": 515603}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Well, this man is going to the galleys; it is true, but what the deuce! he has stolen! There is no use in my saying that he has not been guilty of theft, for he has! I remain here; I go on: in ten years I shall have made ten millions; I scatter them over the country; I have nothing of my own; what is that to me? It is not for myself that I am doing it; the prosperity of all goes on augmenting; industries are aroused and animated; factories and shops are multiplied; families, a hundred families, a thousand families, are happy; the district becomes populated; villages spring up where there were only farms before; farms rise where there was nothing; wretchedness disappears, and with wretchedness debauchery, prostitution, theft, murder; all vices disappear, all crimes: and this poor mother rears her child; and behold a whole country rich and honest! Ah! I was a fool! I was absurd! what was that I was saying about denouncing myself? I really must pay attention and not be precipitate about anything. What! because it would have pleased me to play the grand and generous; this is melodrama, after all; because I should have thought of no one but myself, the idea! for the sake of saving from a punishment, a trifle exaggerated, perhaps, but just at bottom, no one knows whom, a thief, a good-for-nothing, evidently, a whole country-side must perish! a poor woman must die in the hospital! a poor little girl must die in the street! like dogs; ah, this is abominable! And without the mother even having seen her child once more, almost without the child’s having known her mother; and all that for the sake of an old wretch of an apple-thief who, most assuredly, has deserved the galleys for something else, if not for that; fine scruples, indeed, which save a guilty man and sacrifice the innocent, which save an old vagabond who has only a few years to live at most, and who will not be more unhappy in the galleys than in his hovel, and which sacrifice a whole population, mothers, wives, children. This poor little Cosette who has no one in the world but me, and who is, no doubt, blue with cold at this moment in the den of those Thénardiers; those peoples are rascals; and I was going to neglect my duty towards all these poor creatures; and I was going off to denounce myself; and I was about to commit that unspeakable folly! Let us put it at the worst: suppose that there is a wrong action on my part in this, and that my conscience will reproach me for it some day, to accept, for the good of others, these reproaches which weigh only on myself; this evil action which compromises my soul alone; in that lies self-sacrifice; in that alone there is virtue.", "pos": 517626}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Yes,", "pos": 520742}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "this is right; I am on the right road; I have the solution; I must end by holding fast to something; my resolve is taken; let things take their course; let us no longer vacillate; let us no longer hang back; this is for the interest of all, not for my own; I am Madeleine, and Madeleine I remain. Woe to the man who is Jean Valjean! I am no longer he; I do not know that man; I no longer know anything; it turns out that some one is Jean Valjean at the present moment; let him look out for himself; that does not concern me; it is a fatal name which was floating abroad in the night; if it halts and descends on a head, so much the worse for that head.", "pos": 520761}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Hold!", "pos": 521496}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "it has relieved me to come to a decision; I am quite another man now.", "pos": 521502}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Come!", "pos": 521631}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I must not flinch before any of the consequences of the resolution which I have once adopted; there are still threads which attach me to that Jean Valjean; they must be broken; in this very room there are objects which would betray me, dumb things which would bear witness against me; it is settled; all these things must disappear.", "pos": 521648}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Jean Valjean! Jean Valjean!", "pos": 524719}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Yes, that’s it! finish!", "pos": 524834}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Complete what you are about! Destroy these candlesticks! Annihilate this souvenir! Forget the Bishop! Forget everything! Destroy this Champmathieu, do! That is right! Applaud yourself! So it is settled, resolved, fixed, agreed: here is an old man who does not know what is wanted of him, who has, perhaps, done nothing, an innocent man, whose whole misfortune lies in your name, upon whom your name weighs like a crime, who is about to be taken for you, who will be condemned, who will finish his days in abjectness and horror. That is good! Be an honest man yourself; remain Monsieur le Maire; remain honorable and honored; enrich the town; nourish the indigent; rear the orphan; live happy, virtuous, and admired; and, during this time, while you are here in the midst of joy and light, there will be a man who will wear your red blouse, who will bear your name in ignominy, and who will drag your chain in the galleys. Yes, it is well arranged thus. Ah, wretch!", "pos": 524876}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Jean Valjean, there will be around you many voices, which will make a great noise, which will talk very loud, and which will bless you, and only one which no one will hear, and which will curse you in the dark. Well! listen, infamous man! All those benedictions will fall back before they reach heaven, and only the malediction will ascend to God.", "pos": 526005}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Is there any one here?", "pos": 526748}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "How stupid I am! There can be no one!", "pos": 526880}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The Dream I had that Night.", "pos": 532898}
{"speaker": "He", "text": "I was in a plain; a vast, gloomy plain, where there was no grass. It did not seem to me to be daylight nor yet night. I was walking with my brother, the brother of my childish years, the brother of whom, I must say, I never think, and whom I now hardly remember. We were conversing and we met some passers-by. We were talking of a neighbor of ours in former days, who had always worked with her window open from the time when she came to live on the street. As we talked we felt cold because of that open window. There were no trees in the plain. We saw a man passing close to us. He was entirely nude, of the hue of ashes, and mounted on a horse which was earth color. The man had no hair; we could see his skull and the veins on it. In his hand he held a switch which was as supple as a vine-shoot and as heavy as iron. This horseman passed and said nothing to us.", "pos": 532928}
{"speaker": "My brother", "text": "Let us take to the hollow road.", "pos": 533823}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "There existed a hollow way wherein one saw neither a single shrub nor a spear of moss. Everything was dirt-colored, even the sky. After proceeding a few paces, I received no reply when I spoke: I perceived that my brother was no longer with me.", "pos": 533857}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I entered a village which I espied. I reflected that it must be Romainville. (Why Romainville?)5", "pos": 534103}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The first street that I entered was deserted. I entered a second street. Behind the angle formed by the two streets, a man was standing erect against the wall. I said to this man:—", "pos": 534201}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What country is this? Where am I?", "pos": 534384}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The first chamber was deserted. I entered the second. Behind the door of this chamber a man was standing erect against the wall. I inquired of this man, ‘Whose house is this? Where am I?’ The man replied not.", "pos": 534490}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The house had a garden. I quitted the house and entered the garden. The garden was deserted. Behind the first tree I found a man standing upright. I said to this man, ‘What garden is this? Where am I?’ The man did not answer.", "pos": 534700}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I strolled into the village, and perceived that it was a town. All the streets were deserted, all the doors were open. Not a single living being was passing in the streets, walking through the chambers or strolling in the gardens. But behind each angle of the walls, behind each door, behind each tree, stood a silent man. Only one was to be seen at a time. These men watched me pass.", "pos": 534927}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I left the town and began to ramble about the fields.", "pos": 535313}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "After the lapse of some time I turned back and saw a great crowd coming up behind me. I recognized all the men whom I had seen in that town. They had strange heads. They did not seem to be in a hurry, yet they walked faster than I did. They made no noise as they walked. In an instant this crowd had overtaken and surrounded me. The faces of these men were earthen in hue.", "pos": 535368}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Whither are you going! Do you not know that you have been dead this long time?", "pos": 535828}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I opened my mouth to reply, and I perceived that there was no one near me.", "pos": 535909}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Hold!", "pos": 536615}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "there are no stars in the sky. They are on earth now.", "pos": 536632}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What vehicle is this?", "pos": 537082}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Who is coming here so early in the morning?", "pos": 537126}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Who is there?", "pos": 537302}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I, Monsieur le Maire.", "pos": 537334}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Well!", "pos": 537421}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "what is it?", "pos": 537441}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Monsieur le Maire, it is just five o’clock in the morning.", "pos": 537455}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What is that to me?", "pos": 537516}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The cabriolet is here, Monsieur le Maire.", "pos": 537538}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What cabriolet?", "pos": 537582}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The tilbury.", "pos": 537600}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What tilbury?", "pos": 537615}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Did not Monsieur le Maire order a tilbury?", "pos": 537631}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "No,", "pos": 537676}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The coachman says that he has come for Monsieur le Maire.", "pos": 537691}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What coachman?", "pos": 537751}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "M. Scaufflaire’s coachman.", "pos": 537768}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "M. Scaufflaire?", "pos": 537797}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Ah! yes,", "pos": 537914}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "M. Scaufflaire!", "pos": 537937}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What am I to say, Monsieur le Maire?", "pos": 538303}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Say that it is well, and that I am coming down.", "pos": 538342}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "That man is in a devilish hurry!", "pos": 540047}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Are you going far in this condition?", "pos": 544106}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Why?", "pos": 544231}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Have you come from a great distance?", "pos": 544238}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Five leagues.", "pos": 544294}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Ah!", "pos": 544310}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Why do you say, ‘Ah?’", "pos": 544316}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Because, though this wheel has travelled five leagues, it certainly will not travel another quarter of a league.", "pos": 544458}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What is that you say, my friend?", "pos": 544603}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I say that it is a miracle that you should have travelled five leagues without you and your horse rolling into some ditch on the highway. Just see here!", "pos": 544638}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Can you repair this wheel immediately?", "pos": 545322}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Yes, sir.", "pos": 545363}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "When can I set out again?", "pos": 545375}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "To-morrow.", "pos": 545403}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "To-morrow!", "pos": 545416}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I will pay whatever you ask.", "pos": 545581}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Impossible.", "pos": 545612}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Well, in two hours, then.", "pos": 545626}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Impossible to-day. Two new spokes and a hub must be made. Monsieur will not be able to start before to-morrow morning.", "pos": 545654}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The matter cannot wait until to-morrow. What if you were to replace this wheel instead of repairing it?", "pos": 545775}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "How so?", "pos": 545881}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "You are a wheelwright?", "pos": 545891}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Certainly, sir.", "pos": 545916}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Have you not a wheel that you can sell me? Then I could start again at once.", "pos": 545934}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "A spare wheel?", "pos": 546013}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 546030}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I have no wheel on hand that would fit your cabriolet. Two wheels make a pair. Two wheels cannot be put together hap-hazard.", "pos": 546037}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "In that case, sell me a pair of wheels.", "pos": 546164}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Not all wheels fit all axles, sir.", "pos": 546206}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Try, nevertheless.", "pos": 546243}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "It is useless, sir. I have nothing to sell but cart-wheels. We are but a poor country here.", "pos": 546264}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Have you a cabriolet that you can let me have?", "pos": 546358}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "You treat the cabriolets that people let you so well! If I had one, I would not let it to you!", "pos": 546517}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Well, sell it to me, then.", "pos": 546614}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I have none.", "pos": 546643}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What! not even a spring-cart? I am not hard to please, as you see.", "pos": 546658}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "We live in a poor country. There is, in truth,", "pos": 546727}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "an old calash under the shed yonder, which belongs to a bourgeois of the town, who gave it to me to take care of, and who only uses it on the thirty-sixth of the month—never, that is to say. I might let that to you, for what matters it to me? But the bourgeois must not see it pass—and then, it is a calash; it would require two horses.", "pos": 546799}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I will take two post-horses.", "pos": 547138}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Where is Monsieur going?", "pos": 547169}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "To Arras.", "pos": 547196}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "And Monsieur wishes to reach there to-day?", "pos": 547208}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Yes, of course.", "pos": 547253}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "By taking two post-horses?", "pos": 547271}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Why not?", "pos": 547300}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Does it make any difference whether Monsieur arrives at four o’clock to-morrow morning?", "pos": 547311}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Certainly not.", "pos": 547401}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "There is one thing to be said about that, you see, by taking post-horses—Monsieur has his passport?", "pos": 547418}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 547520}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Well, by taking post-horses, Monsieur cannot reach Arras before to-morrow. We are on a crossroad. The relays are badly served, the horses are in the fields. The season for ploughing is just beginning; heavy teams are required, and horses are seized upon everywhere, from the post as well as elsewhere. Monsieur will have to wait three or four hours at the least at every relay. And, then, they drive at a walk. There are many hills to ascend.", "pos": 547527}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Come then, I will go on horseback. Unharness the cabriolet. Some one can surely sell me a saddle in the neighborhood.", "pos": 547972}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Without doubt. But will this horse bear the saddle?", "pos": 548092}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "That is true; you remind me of that; he will not bear it.", "pos": 548146}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "But I can surely hire a horse in the village?", "pos": 548214}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "A horse to travel to Arras at one stretch?", "pos": 548262}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 548307}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "That would require such a horse as does not exist in these parts. You would have to buy it to begin with, because no one knows you. But you will not find one for sale nor to let, for five hundred francs, or for a thousand.", "pos": 548314}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What am I to do?", "pos": 548539}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The best thing is to let me repair the wheel like an honest man, and set out on your journey to-morrow.", "pos": 548558}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "To-morrow will be too late.", "pos": 548664}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The deuce!", "pos": 548694}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Is there not a mail-wagon which runs to Arras? When will it pass?", "pos": 548707}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "To-night. Both the posts pass at night; the one going as well as the one coming.", "pos": 548775}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What! It will take you a day to mend this wheel?", "pos": 548858}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "A day, and a good long one.", "pos": 548909}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "If you set two men to work?", "pos": 548938}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "If I set ten men to work.", "pos": 548968}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What if the spokes were to be tied together with ropes?", "pos": 548996}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "That could be done with the spokes, not with the hub; and the felly is in a bad state, too.", "pos": 549054}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Is there any one in this village who lets out teams?", "pos": 549148}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "No.", "pos": 549203}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Is there another wheelwright?", "pos": 549209}
{"speaker": "stableman and the wheelwright", "text": "No.", "pos": 549320}
{"speaker": "woman", "text": "Monsieur, my boy tells me that you wish to hire a cabriolet.", "pos": 551278}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Yes, my good woman; I am in search of a cabriolet which I can hire.", "pos": 551607}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "But there is none in the place.", "pos": 551702}
{"speaker": "old woman", "text": "Certainly there is,", "pos": 551736}
{"speaker": "wheelwright", "text": "Where?", "pos": 551778}
{"speaker": "old woman", "text": "At my house,", "pos": 551817}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "It was a frightful old trap; it rests flat on the axle; it is an actual fact that the seats were suspended inside it by leather thongs; the rain came into it; the wheels were rusted and eaten with moisture; it would not go much further than the tilbury; a regular ramshackle old stage-wagon; the gentleman would make a great mistake if he trusted himself to it,", "pos": 552091}
{"speaker": "little boy", "text": "Stop! Stop! Monsieur, it was I who got the cart for you.", "pos": 553320}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Well?", "pos": 553546}
{"speaker": "little boy", "text": "You have not given me anything.", "pos": 553554}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Ah! it’s you, you scamp?", "pos": 553668}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "you shall have nothing.", "pos": 553704}
{"speaker": "inn-keeper’s wife", "text": "Does not Monsieur wish to breakfast?", "pos": 554436}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Come, that is true; I even have a good appetite.", "pos": 554475}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Make haste!", "pos": 554661}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I must start again; I am in a hurry.", "pos": 554684}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Why is their bread so bitter here?", "pos": 555097}
{"speaker": "laborer", "text": "That horse is very much fatigued.", "pos": 556744}
{"speaker": "road-mender", "text": "Are you going to Arras?", "pos": 556826}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 556875}
{"speaker": "road-mender", "text": "If you go on at that rate you will not arrive very early.", "pos": 556882}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "How far is it from here to Arras?", "pos": 556988}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Nearly seven good leagues.", "pos": 557024}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "How is that? the posting guide only says five leagues and a quarter.", "pos": 557053}
{"speaker": "road-mender", "text": "Ah! so you don’t know that the road is under repair? You will find it barred a quarter of an hour further on; there is no way to proceed further.", "pos": 557124}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Really?", "pos": 557300}
{"speaker": "road-mender", "text": "You will take the road on the left, leading to Carency; you will cross the river; when you reach Camblin, you will turn to the right; that is the road to Mont-Saint-Éloy which leads to Arras.", "pos": 557310}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "But it is night, and I shall lose my way.", "pos": 557504}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "You do not belong in these parts?", "pos": 557548}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "No.", "pos": 557584}
{"speaker": "road-mender", "text": "And, besides, it is all crossroads; stop! sir, shall I give you a piece of advice? your horse is tired; return to Tinques; there is a good inn there; sleep there; you can reach Arras to-morrow.", "pos": 557590}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I must be there this evening.", "pos": 557813}
{"speaker": "road-mender", "text": "That is different; but go to the inn all the same, and get an extra horse; the stable-boy will guide you through the crossroads.", "pos": 557845}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Keep at a trot, and you shall have a double fee.", "pos": 558426}
{"speaker": "postilion", "text": "There’s the whiffle-tree broken, sir. I don’t know how to harness my horse now; this road is very bad at night; if you wish to return and sleep at Tinques, we could be in Arras early to-morrow morning.", "pos": 558522}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Have you a bit of rope and a knife?", "pos": 558760}
{"speaker": "postilion", "text": "Yes, sir.", "pos": 558798}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What time is it?", "pos": 559623}
{"speaker": "boy", "text": "Seven o’clock, sir; we shall reach Arras at eight; we have but three leagues still to go.", "pos": 559642}
{"speaker": "Sister Simplice", "text": "Well. I should like to see M. Madeleine.", "pos": 561554}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "What time is it, sister?", "pos": 562525}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "He is wrong not to come to-day, since I am going away to-morrow. Lovely things we will buy As we stroll the faubourgs through. Roses are pink, corn-flowers are blue, I love my love, corn-flowers are blue. Yestere’en the Virgin Mary came near my stove, in a broidered mantle clad, and said to me, ‘Here, hide ’neath my veil the child whom you one day begged from me. Haste to the city, buy linen, buy a needle, buy thread.’ Lovely things we will buy As we stroll the faubourgs through. Dear Holy Virgin, beside my stove I have set a cradle with ribbons decked. God may give me his loveliest star; I prefer the child thou hast granted me. ‘Madame, what shall I do with this linen fine?’—‘Make of it clothes for thy new-born babe.’ Roses are pink and corn-flowers are blue, I love my love, and corn-flowers are blue. Wash this linen.’—‘Where?’—‘In the stream. Make of it, soiling not, spoiling not, a petticoat fair with its bodice fine, which I will embroider and fill with flowers.’—‘Madame, the child is no longer here; what is to be done?’—‘Then make of it a winding-sheet in which to bury me. Lovely things we will buy As we stroll the faubourgs through, Roses are pink, corn-flowers are blue, I love my love, corn-flowers are blue.", "pos": 563678}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "You are speaking of M. Madeleine! Why are you talking so low? What is he doing? Why does he not come? Answer me!", "pos": 567023}
{"speaker": "Servant", "text": "The portress told me that he could not come to-day.", "pos": 567304}
{"speaker": "Sister Simplice", "text": "Be calm, my child, lie down again.", "pos": 567358}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "He cannot come? Why not? You know the reason. You are whispering it to each other there. I want to know it.", "pos": 567544}
{"speaker": "Servant", "text": "Say that he is busy with the city council.", "pos": 567705}
{"speaker": "Sister Simplice", "text": "Monsieur le Maire has gone away.", "pos": 568126}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Gone! he has gone to get Cosette. Sister. I am willing to lie down again; I will do anything you wish; I was naughty just now; I beg your pardon for having spoken so loud; it is very wrong to talk loudly; I know that well, my good sister, but, you see, I am very happy: the good God is good; M. Madeleine is good; just think! he has gone to Montfermeil to get my little Cosette.", "pos": 568293}
{"speaker": "Sister Simplice", "text": "My child, try to rest now, and do not talk any more.", "pos": 569041}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "He set out this morning for Paris; in fact, he need not even go through Paris; Montfermeil is a little to the left as you come thence. Do you remember how he said to me yesterday, when I spoke to him of Cosette, Soon, soon? He wants to give me a surprise, you know! he made me sign a letter so that she could be taken from the Thénardiers; they cannot say anything, can they? they will give back Cosette, for they have been paid; the authorities will not allow them to keep the child since they have received their pay. Do not make signs to me that I must not talk, sister! I am extremely happy; I am doing well; I am not ill at all any more; I am going to see Cosette again; I am even quite hungry; it is nearly five years since I saw her last; you cannot imagine how much attached one gets to children, and then, she will be so pretty; you will see! If you only knew what pretty little rosy fingers she had! In the first place, she will have very beautiful hands; she had ridiculous hands when she was only a year old; like this! she must be a big girl now; she is seven years old; she is quite a young lady; I call her Cosette, but her name is really Euphrasie. Stop! this morning I was looking at the dust on the chimney-piece, and I had a sort of idea come across me, like that, that I should see Cosette again soon. Mon Dieu! how wrong it is not to see one’s children for years! One ought to reflect that life is not eternal. Oh, how good M. le Maire is to go! it is very cold! it is true; he had on his cloak, at least? he will be here to-morrow, will he not? to-morrow will be a festival day; to-morrow morning, sister, you must remind me to put on my little cap that has lace on it. What a place that Montfermeil is! I took that journey on foot once; it was very long for me, but the diligences go very quickly! he will be here to-morrow with Cosette: how far is it from here to Montfermeil?", "pos": 569219}
{"speaker": "Sister Simplice", "text": "Oh, I think that he will be here to-morrow.", "pos": 571173}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "To-morrow! to-morrow! I shall see Cosette to-morrow! you see, good sister of the good God, that I am no longer ill; I am mad; I could dance if any one wished it.", "pos": 571219}
{"speaker": "Sister Simplice", "text": "Well, now that you are happy, mind me, and do not talk any more.", "pos": 571674}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Yes, lie down again; be good, for you are going to have your child; Sister Simplice is right; every one here is right.", "pos": 571821}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "She will be allowed to sleep beside me in a little bed, will she not, sir? See! there is just room. You see, when she wakes up in the morning, I shall be able to say good morning to her, poor kitten, and when I cannot sleep at night, I can hear her asleep; her little gentle breathing will do me good.", "pos": 572459}
{"speaker": "Doctor", "text": "Give me your hand,", "pos": 573204}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Ah, hold! in truth, you did not know it; I am cured; Cosette will arrive to-morrow. Doctor, did the sister tell you that M. le Maire has gone to get that mite of a child?", "pos": 573298}
{"speaker": "Doctor", "text": "She is doing better; if good luck willed that the mayor should actually arrive to-morrow with the child, who knows? there are crises so astounding; great joy has been known to arrest maladies; I know well that this is an organic disease, and in an advanced state, but all those things are such mysteries: we may be able to save her.", "pos": 573949}
{"speaker": "Landlady", "text": "Does Monsieur wish a bed? Does Monsieur require supper?", "pos": 575097}
{"speaker": "the landlady of the hotel", "text": "Monsieur’s horse is extremely fatigued.", "pos": 575223}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Will not the horse be in a condition to set out again to-morrow morning?", "pos": 575292}
{"speaker": "Landlady", "text": "Oh, Monsieur! he must rest for two days at least.", "pos": 575367}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Is not the posting-station located here?", "pos": 575433}
{"speaker": "Landlady", "text": "Yes, sir.", "pos": 575476}
{"speaker": "Clerk", "text": "Monsieur, do not fail to be here ready to start at precisely one o’clock in the morning.", "pos": 575735}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Monsieur, where is the court-house, if you please.", "pos": 576414}
{"speaker": "Bourgeois", "text": "You do not belong in town, sir? well, follow me. I happen to be going in the direction of the court-house, that is to say, in the direction of the hotel of the prefecture; for the court-house is undergoing repairs just at this moment, and the courts are holding their sittings provisionally in the prefecture.", "pos": 576478}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Is it there that the Assizes are held?", "pos": 576838}
{"speaker": "Bourgeois", "text": "Certainly, sir; you see, the prefecture of to-day was the bishop’s palace before the Revolution. M. de Conzié, who was bishop in ’82, built a grand hall there. It is in this grand hall that the court is held. If Monsieur desires to witness a case, it is rather late. The sittings generally close at six o’clock. Upon my word, sir, you are in luck; you have arrived in season. Do you see those four windows? That is the Court of Assizes. There is light there, so they are not through. The matter must have been greatly protracted, and they are holding an evening session. Do you take an interest in this affair? Is it a criminal case? Are you a witness?", "pos": 576889}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I have not come on any business; I only wish to speak to one of the lawyers.", "pos": 577754}
{"speaker": "Bourgeois", "text": "That is different. Stop, sir; here is the door where the sentry stands. You have only to ascend the grand staircase.", "pos": 577833}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What stage have they reached, sir?", "pos": 578987}
{"speaker": "Lawyer", "text": "It is finished,", "pos": 579034}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Finished!", "pos": 579069}
{"speaker": "Lawyer", "text": "Excuse me sir; perhaps you are a relative?", "pos": 579150}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "No; I know no one here. Has judgment been pronounced?", "pos": 579195}
{"speaker": "Lawyer", "text": "Of course. Nothing else was possible.", "pos": 579251}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "To penal servitude?", "pos": 579291}
{"speaker": "Lawyer", "text": "For life.", "pos": 579313}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Then his identity was established?", "pos": 579387}
{"speaker": "Lawyer", "text": "What identity? There was no identity to be established. The matter was very simple. The woman had murdered her child; the infanticide was proved; the jury threw out the question of premeditation, and she was condemned for life.", "pos": 579424}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "So it was a woman?", "pos": 579676}
{"speaker": "Lawyer", "text": "Why, certainly. The Limosin woman. Of what are you speaking?", "pos": 579706}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Nothing. But since it is all over, how comes it that the hall is still lighted?", "pos": 579769}
{"speaker": "Lawyer", "text": "For another case, which was begun about two hours ago.", "pos": 579851}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What other case?", "pos": 579908}
{"speaker": "Lawyer", "text": "Oh! this one is a clear case also. It is about a sort of blackguard; a man arrested for a second offence; a convict who has been guilty of theft. I don’t know his name exactly. There’s a bandit’s phiz for you! I’d send him to the galleys on the strength of his face alone.", "pos": 579927}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Is there any way of getting into the court-room, sir?", "pos": 580202}
{"speaker": "Lawyer", "text": "I really think that there is not. There is a great crowd. However, the hearing has been suspended. Some people have gone out, and when the hearing is resumed, you might make an effort.", "pos": 580267}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Where is the entrance?", "pos": 580454}
{"speaker": "Lawyer", "text": "Through yonder large door.", "pos": 580479}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Will the door be opened soon, sir?", "pos": 581876}
{"speaker": "Usher", "text": "It will not be opened at all,", "pos": 581913}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What! It will not be opened when the hearing is resumed? Is not the hearing suspended?", "pos": 581964}
{"speaker": "Usher", "text": "The hearing has just been begun again, but the door will not be opened again.", "pos": 582053}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Why?", "pos": 582154}
{"speaker": "Usher", "text": "Because the hall is full.", "pos": 582161}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What! There is not room for one more?", "pos": 582189}
{"speaker": "the usher", "text": "Not another one. The door is closed. No one can enter now. There are, to tell the truth, two or three extra places behind Monsieur le Président, but Monsieur le Président only admits public functionaries to them.", "pos": 582229}
{"speaker": "He", "text": "Take this to Monsieur le Président.", "pos": 583345}
{"speaker": "Usher", "text": "The gentleman desires to be present at the trial,", "pos": 584945}
{"speaker": "President", "text": "Admit him.", "pos": 585151}
{"speaker": "Usher", "text": "Will Monsieur do me the honor to follow me?", "pos": 585384}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The President of the Court of Assizes presents his respects to M. Madeleine.", "pos": 585682}
{"speaker": "Usher", "text": "Monsieur, you are now in the council-chamber; you have only to turn the copper handle of yonder door, and you will find yourself in the court-room, behind the President’s chair.", "pos": 586128}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Pardieu! who compels me to this?", "pos": 588516}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Alas!", "pos": 589590}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Good God! shall I become like that again?", "pos": 592523}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Never!", "pos": 593831}
{"speaker": "Accusation", "text": "We have in our grasp not only a marauder, a stealer of fruit; we have here, in our hands, a bandit, an old offender who has broken his ban, an ex-convict, a miscreant of the most dangerous description, a malefactor named Jean Valjean, whom justice has long been in search of, and who, eight years ago, on emerging from the galleys at Toulon, committed a highway robbery, accompanied by violence, on the person of a child, a Savoyard named Little Gervais; a crime provided for by article 383 of the Penal Code, the right to try him for which we reserve hereafter, when his identity shall have been judicially established. He has just committed a fresh theft; it is a case of a second offence; condemn him for the fresh deed; later on he will be judged for the old crime.", "pos": 595869}
{"speaker": "The accused", "text": "That is what comes of not having asked M. Baloup.", "pos": 605193}
{"speaker": "The President", "text": "Have you anything to add to your defence?", "pos": 606062}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "This is what I have to say. That I have been a wheelwright in Paris, and that it was with Monsieur Baloup. It is a hard trade. In the wheelwright’s trade one works always in the open air, in courtyards, under sheds when the masters are good, never in closed workshops, because space is required, you see. In winter one gets so cold that one beats one’s arms together to warm one’s self; but the masters don’t like it; they say it wastes time. Handling iron when there is ice between the paving-stones is hard work. That wears a man out quickly. One is old while he is still quite young in that trade. At forty a man is done for. I was fifty-three. I was in a bad state. And then, workmen are so mean! When a man is no longer young, they call him nothing but an old bird, old beast! I was not earning more than thirty sous a day. They paid me as little as possible. The masters took advantage of my age—and then I had my daughter, who was a laundress at the river. She earned a little also. It sufficed for us two. She had trouble, also; all day long up to her waist in a tub, in rain, in snow. When the wind cuts your face, when it freezes, it is all the same; you must still wash. There are people who have not much linen, and wait until late; if you do not wash, you lose your custom. The planks are badly joined, and water drops on you from everywhere; you have your petticoats all damp above and below. That penetrates. She has also worked at the laundry of the Enfants-Rouges, where the water comes through faucets. You are not in the tub there; you wash at the faucet in front of you, and rinse in a basin behind you. As it is enclosed, you are not so cold; but there is that hot steam, which is terrible, and which ruins your eyes. She came home at seven o’clock in the evening, and went to bed at once, she was so tired. Her husband beat her. She is dead. We have not been very happy. She was a good girl, who did not go to the ball, and who was very peaceable. I remember one Shrove-Tuesday when she went to bed at eight o’clock. There, I am telling the truth; you have only to ask. Ah, yes! how stupid I am! Paris is a gulf. Who knows Father Champmathieu there? But M. Baloup does, I tell you. Go see at M. Baloup’s; and after all, I don’t know what is wanted of me.", "pos": 606854}
{"speaker": "President", "text": "the sieur Baloup, formerly a master-wheelwright, with whom the accused stated that he had served, had been summoned in vain. He had become bankrupt, and was not to be found. You are in a position where reflection is necessary. The gravest presumptions rest upon you, and may induce vital results. Prisoner, in your own interests, I summon you for the last time to explain yourself clearly on two points. In the first place, did you or did you not climb the wall of the Pierron orchard, break the branch, and steal the apples; that is to say, commit the crime of breaking in and theft? In the second place, are you the discharged convict, Jean Valjean—yes or no?", "pos": 609813}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "In the first place—", "pos": 610773}
{"speaker": "District-attorney", "text": "Prisoner, pay attention. You are not answering anything that has been asked of you. Your embarrassment condemns you. It is evident that your name is not Champmathieu; that you are the convict, Jean Valjean, concealed first under the name of Jean Mathieu, which was the name of his mother; that you went to Auvergne; that you were born at Faverolles, where you were a pruner of trees. It is evident that you have been guilty of entering, and of the theft of ripe apples from the Pierron orchard. The gentlemen of the jury will form their own opinion.", "pos": 610914}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "You are very wicked; that you are! This what I wanted to say; I could not find words for it at first. I have stolen nothing. I am a man who does not have something to eat every day. I was coming from Ailly; I was walking through the country after a shower, which had made the whole country yellow: even the ponds were overflowed, and nothing sprang from the sand any more but the little blades of grass at the wayside. I found a broken branch with apples on the ground; I picked up the branch without knowing that it would get me into trouble. I have been in prison, and they have been dragging me about for the last three months; more than that I cannot say; people talk against me, they tell me, ‘Answer!’ The gendarme, who is a good fellow, nudges my elbow, and says to me in a low voice, ‘Come, answer!’ I don’t know how to explain; I have no education; I am a poor man; that is where they wrong me, because they do not see this. I have not stolen; I picked up from the ground things that were lying there. You say, Jean Valjean, Jean Mathieu! I don’t know those persons; they are villagers. I worked for M. Baloup, Boulevard de l’Hôpital; my name is Champmathieu. You are very clever to tell me where I was born; I don’t know myself: it’s not everybody who has a house in which to come into the world; that would be too convenient. I think that my father and mother were people who strolled along the highways; I know nothing different. When I was a child, they called me young fellow; now they call me old Fellow; those are my baptismal names; take that as you like. I have been in Auvergne; I have been at Faverolles. Pardi. Well! can’t a man have been in Auvergne, or at Faverolles, without having been in the galleys? I tell you that I have not stolen, and that I am Father Champmathieu; I have been with M. Baloup; I have had a settled residence. You worry me with your nonsense, there! Why is everybody pursuing me so furiously?", "pos": 611584}
{"speaker": "District-attorney", "text": "Monsieur le Président, in view of the confused but exceedingly clever denials of the prisoner, who would like to pass himself off as an idiot, but who will not succeed in so doing,—we shall attend to that,—we demand that it shall please you and that it shall please the court to summon once more into this place the convicts Brevet, Cochepaille, and Chenildieu, and Police-Inspector Javert, and question them for the last time as to the identity of the prisoner with the convict Jean Valjean.", "pos": 613600}
{"speaker": "President", "text": "I would remind the district-attorney that Police-Inspector Javert, recalled by his duties to the capital of a neighboring arrondissement, left the court-room and the town as soon as he had made his deposition; we have accorded him permission, with the consent of the district-attorney and of the counsel for the prisoner.", "pos": 614095}
{"speaker": "District-attorney", "text": "That is true, Mr. President. In the absence of sieur Javert, I think it my duty to remind the gentlemen of the jury of what he said here a few hours ago. Javert is an estimable man, who does honor by his rigorous and strict probity to inferior but important functions. These are the terms of his deposition: ‘I do not even stand in need of circumstantial proofs and moral presumptions to give the lie to the prisoner’s denial. I recognize him perfectly. The name of this man is not Champmathieu; he is an ex-convict named Jean Valjean, and is very vicious and much to be feared. It is only with extreme regret that he was released at the expiration of his term. He underwent nineteen years of penal servitude for theft. He made five or six attempts to escape. Besides the theft from Little Gervais, and from the Pierron orchard, I suspect him of a theft committed in the house of His Grace the late Bishop of D—— I often saw him at the time when I was adjutant of the galley-guard at the prison in Toulon. I repeat that I recognize him perfectly.’", "pos": 614477}
{"speaker": "President", "text": "Brevet, you have undergone an ignominious sentence, and you cannot take an oath. Nevertheless, even in the man whom the law has degraded, there may remain, when the divine mercy permits it, a sentiment of honor and of equity. It is to this sentiment that I appeal at this decisive hour. If it still exists in you,—and I hope it does,—reflect before replying to me: consider on the one hand, this man, whom a word from you may ruin; on the other hand, justice, which a word from you may enlighten. The instant is solemn; there is still time to retract if you think you have been mistaken. Rise, prisoner. Brevet, take a good look at the accused, recall your souvenirs, and tell us on your soul and conscience, if you persist in recognizing this man as your former companion in the galleys, Jean Valjean?", "pos": 616661}
{"speaker": "Brevet", "text": "Yes, Mr. President, I was the first to recognize him, and I stick to it; that man is Jean Valjean, who entered at Toulon in 1796, and left in 1815. I left a year later. He has the air of a brute now; but it must be because age has brutalized him; he was sly at the galleys: I recognize him positively.", "pos": 617582}
{"speaker": "President", "text": "Take your seat. Prisoner, remain standing.", "pos": 617886}
{"speaker": "President", "text": "Pardieu, as if I didn’t recognize him! We were attached to the same chain for five years. So you are sulking, old fellow? Go take your seat.", "pos": 618846}
{"speaker": "President", "text": "He is Jean Valjean. He was even called Jean-the-Screw, because he was so strong.", "pos": 619756}
{"speaker": "The prisoner", "text": "Ah, well, he’s a nice one! Good! Famous!", "pos": 620335}
{"speaker": "The President", "text": "Have you heard, prisoner? What have you to say?", "pos": 620530}
{"speaker": "The prisoner", "text": "I say, ‘Famous!’", "pos": 620593}
{"speaker": "The President", "text": "Ushers, enforce silence! I am going to sum up the arguments.", "pos": 620724}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Brevet! Chenildieu! Cochepaille! look here!", "pos": 620899}
{"speaker": "Twenty persons", "text": "M. Madeleine!", "pos": 621408}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Do you not recognize me? Gentlemen of the jury, order the prisoner to be released! Mr. President, have me arrested. He is not the man whom you are in search of; it is I: I am Jean Valjean.", "pos": 622505}
{"speaker": "The President", "text": "Is there a physician present?", "pos": 623439}
{"speaker": "The district-attorney", "text": "Gentlemen of the jury, the very strange and unexpected incident which disturbs the audience inspires us, like yourselves, only with a sentiment which it is unnecessary for us to express. You all know, by reputation at least, the honorable M. Madeleine, mayor of M. sur M.; if there is a physician in the audience, we join the President in requesting him to attend to M. Madeleine, and to conduct him to his home.", "pos": 623509}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I thank you, Mr. District-Attorney, but I am not mad; you shall see; you were on the point of committing a great error; release this man! I am fulfilling a duty; I am that miserable criminal. I am the only one here who sees the matter clearly, and I am telling you the truth. God, who is on high, looks down on what I am doing at this moment, and that suffices. You can take me, for here I am: but I have done my best; I concealed myself under another name; I have become rich; I have become a mayor; I have tried to re-enter the ranks of the honest. It seems that that is not to be done. In short, there are many things which I cannot tell. I will not narrate the story of my life to you; you will hear it one of these days. I robbed Monseigneur the Bishop, it is true; it is true that I robbed Little Gervais; they were right in telling you that Jean Valjean was a very vicious wretch. Perhaps it was not altogether his fault. Listen, honorable judges! a man who has been so greatly humbled as I have has neither any remonstrances to make to Providence, nor any advice to give to society; but, you see, the infamy from which I have tried to escape is an injurious thing; the galleys make the convict what he is; reflect upon that, if you please. Before going to the galleys, I was a poor peasant, with very little intelligence, a sort of idiot; the galleys wrought a change in me. I was stupid; I became vicious: I was a block of wood; I became a firebrand. Later on, indulgence and kindness saved me, as severity had ruined me. But, pardon me, you cannot understand what I am saying. You will find at my house, among the ashes in the fireplace, the forty-sou piece which I stole, seven years ago, from Little Gervais. I have nothing farther to add; take me. Good God! the district-attorney shakes his head; you say, ‘M. Madeleine has gone mad!’ you do not believe me! that is distressing. Do not, at least, condemn this man! What! these men do not recognize me! I wish Javert were here; he would recognize me. Well, I recognize you; do you remember, Brevet? Do you remember the knitted suspenders with a checked pattern which you wore in the galleys? Chenildieu, you who conferred on yourself the name of ‘Jenie-Dieu,’ your whole right shoulder bears a deep burn, because you one day laid your shoulder against the chafing-dish full of coals, in order to efface the three letters T. F. P., which are still visible, nevertheless; answer, is this true?", "pos": 624284}
{"speaker": "Chenildieu", "text": "It is true,", "pos": 627038}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Cochepaille, you have, near the bend in your left arm, a date stamped in blue letters with burnt powder; the date is that of the landing of the Emperor at Cannes, March 1, 1815; pull up your sleeve! You see plainly, that I am Jean Valjean.", "pos": 627107}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I do not wish to disturb the court further. I shall withdraw, since you do not arrest me. I have many things to do. The district-attorney knows who I am; he knows whither I am going; he can have me arrested when he likes. I am at your command, Mr. District-Attorney. All of you, all who are present—consider me worthy of pity, do you not? Good God! When I think of what I was on the point of doing, I consider that I am to be envied. Nevertheless, I should have preferred not to have had this occur.", "pos": 629135}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Is it you, Mr. Mayor?", "pos": 631237}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "How is that poor woman? All that is good, you were right not to undeceive her. God will inspire us,", "pos": 631304}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Good God, sir!", "pos": 632120}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "what has happened to you? Your hair is perfectly white!", "pos": 632152}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "White! Well! Can I see her?", "pos": 632210}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Is not Monsieur le Maire going to have her child brought back to her?", "pos": 632695}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Of course; but it will take two or three days at least.", "pos": 632822}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "If she were not to see Monsieur le Maire until that time,", "pos": 632880}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "she would not know that Monsieur le Maire had returned, and it would be easy to inspire her with patience; and when the child arrived, she would naturally think Monsieur le Maire had just come with the child. We should not have to enact a lie.", "pos": 632969}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "No, sister, I must see her. I may, perhaps, be in haste.", "pos": 633302}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "And Cosette?", "pos": 635683}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Calm yourself, my child,", "pos": 636562}
{"speaker": "Doctor", "text": "your child is here.", "pos": 636606}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Oh!", "pos": 636815}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "bring her to me!", "pos": 636836}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Not yet,", "pos": 636947}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "not just now. You still have some fever. The sight of your child would agitate you and do you harm. You must be cured first.", "pos": 636975}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "But I am cured! Oh, I tell you that I am cured! What an ass that doctor is! The idea! I want to see my child!", "pos": 637136}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "You see,", "pos": 637248}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "how excited you become. So long as you are in this state I shall oppose your having your child. It is not enough to see her; it is necessary that you should live for her. When you are reasonable, I will bring her to you myself.", "pos": 637276}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "I beg your pardon, doctor, I really beg your pardon. Formerly I should never have spoken as I have just done; so many misfortunes have happened to me, that I sometimes do not know what I am saying. I understand you; you fear the emotion. I will wait as long as you like, but I swear to you that it would not have harmed me to see my daughter. I have been seeing her; I have not taken my eyes from her since yesterday evening. Do you know? If she were brought to me now, I should talk to her very gently. That is all. Is it not quite natural that I should desire to see my daughter, who has been brought to me expressly from Montfermeil? I am not angry. I know well that I am about to be happy. All night long I have seen white things, and persons who smiled at me. When Monsieur le Docteur pleases, he shall bring me Cosette. I have no longer any fever; I am well. I am perfectly conscious that there is nothing the matter with me any more; but I am going to behave as though I were ill, and not stir, to please these ladies here. She must have her child. Did you have a pleasant trip, Monsieur le Maire? Oh! how good you were to go and get her for me! Only tell me how she is. Did she stand the journey well? Alas! she will not recognize me. She must have forgotten me by this time, poor darling! Children have no memories. They are like birds. A child sees one thing to-day and another thing to-morrow, and thinks of nothing any longer. And did she have white linen? Did those Thénardiers keep her clean? How have they fed her? Oh! if you only knew how I have suffered, putting such questions as that to myself during all the time of my wretchedness. Now, it is all past. I am happy. Oh, how I should like to see her! Do you think her pretty, Monsieur le Maire? Is not my daughter beautiful? You must have been very cold in that diligence! Could she not be brought for just one little instant? She might be taken away directly afterwards. Tell me; you are the master; it could be so if you chose!", "pos": 637537}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Cosette is beautiful. Cosette is well. You shall see her soon; but calm yourself; you are talking with too much vivacity, and you are throwing your arms out from under the clothes, and that makes you cough.", "pos": 640009}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Montfermeil is quite pretty, is it not? People go there on pleasure parties in summer. Are the Thénardiers prosperous? There are not many travellers in their parts. That inn of theirs is a sort of a cook-shop. I hear her! mon Dieu, I hear her!", "pos": 640485}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Oh! it is my Cosette! I recognize her voice. How wicked that doctor is not to allow me to see my daughter! That man has an evil countenance, that he has. How happy we are going to be! We shall have a little garden the very first thing; M. Madeleine has promised it to me. My daughter will play in the garden. She must know her letters by this time. I will make her spell. She will run over the grass after butterflies. I will watch her. Then she will take her first communion. Ah! when will she take her first communion? One, two, three, four—she is seven years old. In five years she will have a white veil, and openwork stockings; she will look like a little woman. O my good sister, you do not know how foolish I become when I think of my daughter’s first communion!", "pos": 641592}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Good God! what ails you, Fantine?", "pos": 643374}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Monsieur Madeleine, save me!", "pos": 652027}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Be at ease; it is not for you that he is come. I know what you want.", "pos": 652188}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Be quick about it!", "pos": 652315}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "See here now! Art thou coming?", "pos": 653514}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "Monsieur le Maire!", "pos": 654082}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "There is no longer any Monsieur le Maire here!", "pos": 654203}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Javert—", "pos": 654351}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Call me Mr. Inspector.", "pos": 654385}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Monsieur. I should like to say a word to you in private.", "pos": 654410}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Aloud! Say it aloud! people are in the habit of talking aloud to me.", "pos": 654490}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I have a request to make of you—", "pos": 654618}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "I tell you to speak loud.", "pos": 654653}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "But you alone should hear it—", "pos": 654681}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "What difference does that make to me? I shall not listen.", "pos": 654713}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Grant me three days’ grace! three days in which to go and fetch the child of this unhappy woman. I will pay whatever is necessary. You shall accompany me if you choose.", "pos": 654853}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "You are making sport of me! Come now, I did not think you such a fool! You ask me to give you three days in which to run away! You say that it is for the purpose of fetching that creature’s child! Ah! Ah! That’s good! That’s really capital!", "pos": 655024}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "My child! to go and fetch my child! She is not here, then! Answer me, sister; where is Cosette? I want my child! Monsieur Madeleine! Monsieur le Maire!", "pos": 655326}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "And now there’s the other one! Will you hold your tongue, you hussy? It’s a pretty sort of a place where convicts are magistrates, and where women of the town are cared for like countesses! Ah! But we are going to change all that; it is high time! I tell you that there is no Monsieur Madeleine and that there is no Monsieur le Maire. There is a thief, a brigand, a convict named Jean Valjean! And I have him in my grasp! That’s what there is!", "pos": 655518}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "You have murdered that woman.", "pos": 656808}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Let’s have an end of this! I am not here to listen to argument. Let us economize all that; the guard is below; march on instantly, or you’ll get the thumb-screws!", "pos": 656840}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I advise you not to disturb me at this moment.", "pos": 657643}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Now. I am at your disposal.", "pos": 659521}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "You don’t know? He was a liberated convict!", "pos": 660169}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Who?", "pos": 660215}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The mayor.", "pos": 660222}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Bah! M. Madeleine?", "pos": 660235}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 660256}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Really?", "pos": 660263}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "His name was not Madeleine at all; he had a frightful name, Béjean, Bojean, Boujean.", "pos": 660273}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Ah! Good God!", "pos": 660360}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "He has been arrested.", "pos": 660376}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Arrested!", "pos": 660400}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "In prison, in the city prison, while waiting to be transferred.", "pos": 660412}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Until he is transferred!", "pos": 660478}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "He is to be transferred!", "pos": 660505}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Where is he to be taken?", "pos": 660532}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "He will be tried at the Assizes for a highway robbery which he committed long ago.", "pos": 660559}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Well! I suspected as much. That man was too good, too perfect, too affected. He refused the cross; he bestowed sous on all the little scamps he came across. I always thought there was some evil history back of all that.", "pos": 660644}
{"speaker": "An old lady", "text": "I am not sorry. It will be a lesson to the Bonapartists!", "pos": 661059}
{"speaker": "The portress", "text": "Hold! My good God Jesus! And I hung his key on the nail! Good God, Monsieur le Maire. I thought you were—", "pos": 662329}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "In prison. I was there; I broke a bar of one of the windows; I let myself drop from the top of a roof, and here I am. I am going up to my room; go and find Sister Simplice for me. She is with that poor woman, no doubt.", "pos": 663127}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "These are the two tips of my iron-shod cudgel and the forty-sou piece stolen from Little Gervais, which I mentioned at the Court of Assizes,", "pos": 664578}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Come in,", "pos": 665392}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Sister. Sister, you will give this to Monsieur le Curé. You can read it. I beg Monsieur le Curé to keep an eye on all that I leave behind me. He will be so good as to pay out of it the expenses of my trial, and of the funeral of the woman who died yesterday. The rest is for the poor.", "pos": 665905}
{"speaker": "The sister", "text": "Does not Monsieur le Maire desire to take a last look at that poor, unhappy woman?", "pos": 666382}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "No. I am pursued; it would only end in their arresting me in that room, and that would disturb her.", "pos": 666467}
{"speaker": "The portress", "text": "My good sir, I swear to you by the good God, that not a soul has entered this house all day, nor all the evening, and that I have not even left the door.", "pos": 666767}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "But there is a light in that room, nevertheless.", "pos": 666941}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Sister, are you alone in this room?", "pos": 668484}
{"speaker": "The sister", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 668665}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Then, you will excuse me if I persist; it is my duty; you have not seen a certain person—a man—this evening? He has escaped; we are in search of him—that Jean Valjean; you have not seen him?", "pos": 668672}
{"speaker": "The sister", "text": "No.", "pos": 668904}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Pardon me,", "pos": 669048}
{"speaker": "peasant woman", "text": "It was a French cannon-ball which made that. That which you see there, higher up in the door, near a nail, is the hole of a big iron bullet as large as an egg. The bullet did not pierce the wood.", "pos": 673880}
{"speaker": "wayfarer", "text": "What is the name of this place?", "pos": 674113}
{"speaker": "peasant woman", "text": "Hougomont,", "pos": 674170}
{"speaker": "A woman with gray hair", "text": "I was there. I was three years old. My sister, who was older, was terrified and wept. They carried us off to the woods. I went there in my mother’s arms. We glued our ears to the earth to hear. I imitated the cannon, and went boum! boum!", "pos": 684969}
{"speaker": "peasant", "text": "Monsieur, give me three francs, and if you like, I will explain to you the affair of Waterloo!", "pos": 689571}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Napoleon was an artillery officer, and felt the effects of this.", "pos": 690528}
{"speaker": "Napoleon", "text": "belong rather to the biography of the regiments than to the history of the army.", "pos": 705472}
{"speaker": "The Prince of Orange", "text": "Nassau! Brunswick! Never retreat!", "pos": 706307}
{"speaker": "Lord Hill", "text": "My lord, what are your orders in case you are killed?", "pos": 711428}
{"speaker": "Wellington", "text": "To do like me. To hold this spot to the last man. Boys, can retreat be thought of? Think of old England!", "pos": 711484}
{"speaker": "Napoleon", "text": "The beginning of retreat!", "pos": 712185}
{"speaker": "Napoleon", "text": "We are in accord. It is the rear-guard of the English getting under way for the purpose of decamping. I will take prisoners the six thousand English who have just arrived at Ostend. Well, Bertrand, here is a reinforcement already! That little Englishman needs a lesson,", "pos": 713473}
{"speaker": "Napoleon", "text": "So much the better! I prefer to overthrow them rather than to drive them back. A pretty checker-board. We have ninety chances out of a hundred.", "pos": 715265}
{"speaker": "Soult", "text": "The ball takes place to-day.", "pos": 716316}
{"speaker": "Ney", "text": "Wellington will not be so simple as to wait for Your Majesty.", "pos": 716386}
{"speaker": "Fleury de Chaboulon", "text": "He was fond of jesting,", "pos": 716477}
{"speaker": "Gourgaud", "text": "A merry humor was at the foundation of his character,", "pos": 716529}
{"speaker": "Benjamin Constant", "text": "He abounded in pleasantries, which were more peculiar than witty,", "pos": 716600}
{"speaker": "grenadier", "text": "The Emperor did nothing but play pranks on us,", "pos": 716848}
{"speaker": "Napoleon", "text": "The Emperor is well.", "pos": 717395}
{"speaker": "Napoleon", "text": "Magnificent! Magnificent!", "pos": 718188}
{"speaker": "the Emperor", "text": "the figure of six V’s.", "pos": 718403}
{"speaker": "Napoleon", "text": "There are four and twenty handsome maids, General. It is a pity.", "pos": 718916}
{"speaker": "the Emperor", "text": "Fool, it is shameful! You’ll get yourself killed with a ball in the back.", "pos": 720594}
{"speaker": "Wellington", "text": "They have altered my field of battle!", "pos": 721438}
{"speaker": "Napoleon", "text": "Thou wilt not dare.", "pos": 727702}
{"speaker": "Cuirassiers", "text": "Vive l’Empereur!", "pos": 734535}
{"speaker": "Wellington", "text": "Sublime!", "pos": 743933}
{"speaker": "Wellington", "text": "There are none, he must let himself be killed!", "pos": 745556}
{"speaker": "Napoleon", "text": "Infantry! Where does he expect me to get it? Does he think I can make it?", "pos": 745786}
{"speaker": "The Dutch", "text": "Alarm!", "pos": 747838}
{"speaker": "Wellington", "text": "Blücher, or night!", "pos": 748865}
{"speaker": "Muffling", "text": "The battle was lost.", "pos": 749884}
{"speaker": "Napoleon", "text": "I see yonder a cloud, which seems to me to be troops. Soult, what do you see in the direction of Chapelle-Saint-Lambert?", "pos": 750970}
{"speaker": "Soult", "text": "Four or five thousand men, Sire; evidently Grouchy.", "pos": 751174}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "It is trees.", "pos": 751360}
{"speaker": "Blücher", "text": "We must give air to the English army.", "pos": 751851}
{"speaker": "The Guard", "text": "Vive l’Empereur!", "pos": 753055}
{"speaker": "Wellington", "text": "Up, Guards, and aim straight!", "pos": 754017}
{"speaker": "Ney", "text": "Come and see how a Marshal of France dies on the field of battle! Are you not going to get yourself killed? So there is nothing for me! Oh! I should like to have all these English bullets enter my bowels!", "pos": 755155}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Treachery!", "pos": 755778}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Save yourselves who can!", "pos": 755816}
{"speaker": "The soldiers", "text": "Long live Marshal Ney!", "pos": 756307}
{"speaker": "An English general", "text": "Surrender, brave Frenchmen!", "pos": 763567}
{"speaker": "Cambronne", "text": "——.", "pos": 763616}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "It was an insult such as a thunder-cloud might hurl!", "pos": 765373}
{"speaker": "Cambronne", "text": "Excrément!", "pos": 767000}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Fire!", "pos": 767889}
{"speaker": "shepherd", "text": "Go this way, and not that!", "pos": 786342}
{"speaker": "passer-by", "text": "Napoleon is dead,", "pos": 787103}
{"speaker": "soldier", "text": "He dead! you don’t know him.", "pos": 787178}
{"speaker": "prowler", "text": "Come, it’s only a dead body. I prefer a spook to a gendarme. Well now, is that dead fellow alive? Let’s see.", "pos": 799846}
{"speaker": "officer", "text": "Thanks. Who won the battle?", "pos": 801291}
{"speaker": "prowler", "text": "The English,", "pos": 801707}
{"speaker": "officer", "text": "Look in my pockets; you will find a watch and a purse. Take them.", "pos": 801766}
{"speaker": "prowler", "text": "There is nothing there.", "pos": 801907}
{"speaker": "officer", "text": "I have been robbed. I am sorry for that. You should have had them.", "pos": 801933}
{"speaker": "prowler", "text": "Some one is coming,", "pos": 802077}
{"speaker": "officer", "text": "You have saved my life. Who are you?", "pos": 802226}
{"speaker": "prowler", "text": "Like yourself, I belonged to the French army. I must leave you. If they were to catch me, they would shoot me. I have saved your life. Now get out of the scrape yourself.", "pos": 802316}
{"speaker": "officer", "text": "What is your rank? Sergeant. What is your name?", "pos": 802489}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Thénardier.", "pos": 802542}
{"speaker": "officer", "text": "I shall not forget that name, and do you remember mine. My name is Pontmercy.", "pos": 802556}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "It is clear that the devil has appeared. Boulatruelle has seen him, and is on the search. In sooth, he is cunning enough to pocket Lucifer’s hoard.", "pos": 814873}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Will Boulatruelle catch the devil, or will the devil catch Boulatruelle?", "pos": 815046}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "He has been in the galleys. Eh! Good God! no one knows who has been there or will be there. Let us put him to the wine test,", "pos": 815773}
{"speaker": "Boulatruelle", "text": "It was moonlight.", "pos": 817911}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "You may be certain that the mender on the Gagny road did not take all that trouble for nothing; he was sure that the devil had come.", "pos": 819149}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Let us return to the ship Orion.", "pos": 825647}
{"speaker": "The crowd", "text": "Pardon for that man!", "pos": 835288}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "About Nanterre and Suresnes the vines have flourished greatly. When ten pieces were reckoned on there have been twelve. They have yielded a great deal of juice under the press.", "pos": 841847}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "But the grapes cannot be ripe?", "pos": 842026}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "In those parts the grapes should not be ripe; the wine turns oily as soon as spring comes.", "pos": 842059}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Then it is very thin wine?", "pos": 842152}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "There are wines poorer even than these. The grapes must be gathered while green.", "pos": 842181}
{"speaker": "a miller", "text": "Are we responsible for what is in the sacks? We find in them a quantity of small seed which we cannot sift out, and which we are obliged to send through the mill-stones; there are tares, fennel, vetches, hempseed, fox-tail, and a host of other weeds, not to mention pebbles, which abound in certain wheat, especially in Breton wheat. I am not fond of grinding Breton wheat, any more than long-sawyers like to saw beams with nails in them. You can judge of the bad dust that makes in grinding. And then people complain of the flour. They are in the wrong. The flour is no fault of ours.", "pos": 842298}
{"speaker": "a mower", "text": "It does no harm to have the grass wet. It cuts better. Dew is a good thing, sir. It makes no difference with that grass. Your grass is young and very hard to cut still. It’s terribly tender. It yields before the iron.", "pos": 843066}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "she did not know why, the result of the cold,", "pos": 844003}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Your son is squalling, do go and see what he wants.", "pos": 844224}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Bah! he bothers me.", "pos": 844302}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "That is a woman.", "pos": 845834}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "That is a gendarme", "pos": 845969}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "That is a carter", "pos": 846025}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "That is the hangman.", "pos": 846088}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "a system. a general, who had been dangerously wounded.", "pos": 846993}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "some quibus,", "pos": 848735}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "There is the master of the house.", "pos": 851029}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "The duty of the inn-keeper, is to sell to the first comer, stews, repose, light, fire, dirty sheets, a servant, lice, and a smile; to stop passers-by, to empty small purses, and to honestly lighten heavy ones; to shelter travelling families respectfully: to shave the man, to pluck the woman, to pick the child clean; to quote the window open, the window shut, the chimney-corner, the armchair, the chair, the ottoman, the stool, the feather-bed, the mattress and the truss of straw; to know how much the shadow uses up the mirror, and to put a price on it; and, by five hundred thousand devils, to make the traveller pay for everything, even for the flies which his dog eats!", "pos": 853939}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Four new travellers had arrived.", "pos": 856008}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "How ugly she is with her fist-blow on her eye!", "pos": 856336}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Well, there is no more water! Bah! this will be enough.", "pos": 857287}
{"speaker": "One of the drinkers", "text": "It’s as black as an oven! One must needs be a cat to go about the streets without a lantern at this hour!", "pos": 857781}
{"speaker": "The pedler", "text": "My horse has not been watered.", "pos": 858012}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Yes, it has,", "pos": 858045}
{"speaker": "The pedler", "text": "I tell you that it has not,", "pos": 858084}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Oh, yes, sir! the horse has had a drink; he drank out of a bucket, a whole bucketful, and it was I who took the water to him, and I spoke to him.", "pos": 858177}
{"speaker": "The pedler", "text": "There’s a brat as big as my fist who tells lies as big as the house. I tell you that he has not been watered, you little jade! He has a way of blowing when he has had no water, which I know well.", "pos": 858368}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "And he drank heartily.", "pos": 858691}
{"speaker": "The pedler", "text": "Come, this won’t do at all, let my horse be watered, and let that be the end of it!", "pos": 858716}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "In truth, that is fair! if the beast has not been watered, it must be. Well, now! Where’s that other beast? Are you coming? Mademoiselle Dog-lack-name, go and water that horse.", "pos": 858869}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "But, Madame, there is no water.", "pos": 859342}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Well, go and get some, then! There’s plenty in the spring. There never was such a malicious creature as that. I think I should have done better to strain my onions. See here, Mam’selle Toad, on your way back, you will get a big loaf from the baker. Here’s a fifteen-sou piece. Get along with you!", "pos": 859449}
{"speaker": "The schoolmaster", "text": "a magical effect.", "pos": 860878}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "What, you silly jade! you have not gone? Wait! I’ll give it to you! I want to know what you are doing there! Get along, you little monster!", "pos": 863076}
{"speaker": "A woman", "text": "Where can that child be going? Is it a werewolf child? Well, it’s the Lark!", "pos": 864307}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Bah! I will tell him that there was no more water!", "pos": 865707}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "O my God! my God!", "pos": 874700}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "At that moment she suddenly became conscious that her bucket no longer weighed anything at all: a hand, which seemed to her enormous, had just seized the handle, and lifted it vigorously.", "pos": 874718}
{"speaker": "poor women of the quarter", "text": "It is two o’clock; there he is returning to the Tuileries.", "pos": 877983}
{"speaker": "an inhabitant of the faubourg", "text": "That big fellow yonder is the government.", "pos": 879552}
{"speaker": "M. le Duc de Havré", "text": "Yonder is an evil-looking man.", "pos": 880412}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Have you a place?", "pos": 881650}
{"speaker": "the coachman", "text": "Only one—beside me on the box,", "pos": 881670}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I will take it.", "pos": 881722}
{"speaker": "the coachman", "text": "Climb up. Are you going as far as Lagny?", "pos": 881740}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Yes,", "pos": 881967}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I get down here,", "pos": 882574}
{"speaker": "the coachman", "text": "There, is a man who does not belong here, for I do not know him. He had not the air of owning a sou, but he does not consider money; he pays to Lagny, and he goes only as far as Chelles. It is night; all the houses are shut; he does not enter the inn, and he is not to be found. So he has dived through the earth.", "pos": 882899}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "My child, what you are carrying is very heavy for you.", "pos": 886050}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Yes, sir.", "pos": 886145}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Give it to me. I will carry it for you. It really is very heavy. How old are you, little one?", "pos": 886157}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Eight, sir.", "pos": 886390}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "And have you come from far like this?", "pos": 886404}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "From the spring in the forest.", "pos": 886444}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Are you going far?", "pos": 886477}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "A good quarter of an hour’s walk from here.", "pos": 886498}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "So you have no mother.", "pos": 886607}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "I don’t know. I don’t think so. Other people have mothers. I have none. I think that I never had any.", "pos": 886632}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What is your name?", "pos": 887101}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Cosette.", "pos": 887136}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Where do you live, little one?", "pos": 887345}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "At Montfermeil, if you know where that is.", "pos": 887378}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "That is where we are going?", "pos": 887423}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Yes, sir.", "pos": 887453}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Who sent you at such an hour to get water in the forest?", "pos": 887495}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "It was Madame Thénardier.", "pos": 887554}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What does your Madame Thénardier do?", "pos": 887707}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "She is my mistress. She keeps the inn.", "pos": 887746}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "The inn? Well, I am going to lodge there to-night. Show me the way.", "pos": 887805}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "We are on the way there,", "pos": 887891}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Is there no servant in Madame Thénardier’s house?", "pos": 888366}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "No, sir.", "pos": 888418}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Are you alone there?", "pos": 888429}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Yes, sir. That is to say, there are two little girls.", "pos": 888452}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What little girls?", "pos": 888562}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Ponine and Zelma.", "pos": 888583}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Who are Ponine and Zelma?", "pos": 888694}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "They are Madame Thénardier’s young ladies; her daughters, as you would say.", "pos": 888722}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "And what do those girls do?", "pos": 888800}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Oh! they have beautiful dolls; things with gold in them, all full of affairs. They play; they amuse themselves.", "pos": 888830}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "All day long?", "pos": 888962}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Yes, sir.", "pos": 888978}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "And you?", "pos": 888990}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "I? I work.", "pos": 889001}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "All day long?", "pos": 889014}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Yes, sir. Sometimes, when I have finished my work and they let me, I amuse myself, too.", "pos": 889153}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "How do you amuse yourself?", "pos": 889288}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "In the best way I can. They let me alone; but I have not many playthings. Ponine and Zelma will not let me play with their dolls. I have only a little lead sword, no longer than that.", "pos": 889317}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "And it will not cut?", "pos": 889538}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Yes, sir, it cuts salad and the heads of flies.", "pos": 889561}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "So there is a fair going on here?", "pos": 889995}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "No, sir; it is Christmas. Monsieur?", "pos": 890031}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What, my child?", "pos": 890136}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "We are quite near the house.", "pos": 890154}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Well?", "pos": 890185}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Will you let me take my bucket now?", "pos": 890193}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Why?", "pos": 890231}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "If Madame sees that some one has carried it for me, she will beat me.", "pos": 890238}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Ah! so it’s you, you little wretch! good mercy, but you’ve taken your time! The hussy has been amusing herself!", "pos": 890692}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Madame, here’s a gentleman who wants a lodging.", "pos": 890806}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "This is the gentleman?", "pos": 891055}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Yes, Madame,", "pos": 891090}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Enter, my good man.", "pos": 891405}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Ah! see here, my good man; I am very sorry, but I have no room left.", "pos": 891952}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Put me where you like, in the attic, in the stable. I will pay as though I occupied a room.", "pos": 892023}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Forty sous.", "pos": 892133}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Forty sous; agreed.", "pos": 892147}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Very well, then!", "pos": 892169}
{"speaker": "a carter", "text": "Forty sous! why, the charge is only twenty sous!", "pos": 892188}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "It is forty in his case. I don’t lodge poor folks for less.", "pos": 892296}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "That’s true, it ruins a house to have such people in it.", "pos": 892403}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Have I the time? By the way, where’s that bread?", "pos": 895245}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Madame, the baker’s shop was shut.", "pos": 895680}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "You should have knocked.", "pos": 895717}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "I did knock, Madame.", "pos": 895744}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Well?", "pos": 895767}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "He did not open the door.", "pos": 895775}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "I’ll find out to-morrow whether that is true, and if you are telling me a lie, I’ll lead you a pretty dance. In the meantime, give me back my fifteen-sou piece.", "pos": 895803}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Ah, come now, did you hear me?", "pos": 896099}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Have you lost that fifteen-sou piece? or do you want to rob me of it?", "pos": 896336}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Mercy, Madame, Madame! I will not do so any more!", "pos": 896639}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Pardon me, Madame, but just now I caught sight of something which had fallen from this little one’s apron pocket, and rolled aside. Perhaps this is it.", "pos": 897165}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Exactly; here it is,", "pos": 897403}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Don’t let this ever happen again! By the way, would you like some supper?", "pos": 897756}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Ah! there you are, you children! What frights they are!", "pos": 899309}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Bah, Madame, let her play!", "pos": 900754}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "She must work, since she eats. I don’t feed her to do nothing.", "pos": 901272}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What is she making?", "pos": 901337}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Stockings, if you please. Stockings for my little girls, who have none, so to speak, and who are absolutely barefoot just now.", "pos": 901515}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "When will she have finished this pair of stockings?", "pos": 901710}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "She has at least three or four good days’ work on them still, the lazy creature!", "pos": 901764}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "And how much will that pair of stockings be worth when she has finished them?", "pos": 901847}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Thirty sous at least.", "pos": 901975}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Will you sell them for five francs?", "pos": 901999}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Good heavens! five francs! the deuce, I should think so! five balls!", "pos": 902054}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Yes, sir; if such is your fancy, you will be allowed to have that pair of stockings for five francs. We can refuse nothing to travellers. You must pay on the spot.", "pos": 902225}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I will buy that pair of stockings, and I will pay for them.", "pos": 902450}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Now I own your work; play, my child.", "pos": 902643}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Is it true, Madame? May I play?", "pos": 903092}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Play!", "pos": 903126}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Thanks, Madame.", "pos": 903176}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Who can this yellow man be? I have seen millionaires with coats like that.", "pos": 903366}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "You see, sister, this doll is more amusing than the other. She twists, she cries, she is warm. See, sister, let us play with her. She shall be my little girl. I will be a lady. I will come to see you, and you shall look at her. Gradually, you will perceive her whiskers, and that will surprise you. And then you will see her ears, and then you will see her tail and it will amaze you. And you will say to me, ‘Ah! Mon Dieu!’ and I will say to you: ‘Yes, Madame, it is my little girl. Little girls are made like that just at present.’", "pos": 904236}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "My husband is right Monsieur. You see, sir, I am willing that the child should play; I do not oppose it, but it is good for once, because you are generous. You see, she has nothing; she must needs work.", "pos": 906051}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Then this child is not yours?", "pos": 906609}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Oh! mon Dieu! no, sir! she is a little beggar whom we have taken in through charity; a sort of imbecile child. She must have water on the brain; she has a large head, as you see. We do what we can for her, for we are not rich; we have written in vain to her native place, and have received no reply these six months. It must be that her mother is dead.", "pos": 906659}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Ah!", "pos": 907014}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Her mother didn’t amount to much; she abandoned her child.", "pos": 907071}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "My mother is dead! my mother is dead! my mother is dead!", "pos": 907866}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "What does Monsieur wish?", "pos": 908032}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Bread and cheese,", "pos": 908059}
{"speaker": "Azelma", "text": "Look! sister.", "pos": 909622}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Mother, look there!", "pos": 909874}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Cosette! Cosette!", "pos": 910563}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What is the matter?", "pos": 911278}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Don’t you see?", "pos": 911327}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Well, what of it?", "pos": 911425}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "That beggar, has permitted herself to touch the children’s doll!", "pos": 911462}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "All this noise for that! well, what if she did play with that doll?", "pos": 911555}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "She touched it with her dirty hands! with her frightful hands! Will you stop your noise?", "pos": 911641}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Here; this is for you.", "pos": 912276}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Who is that old fellow? Is he a poor man? Is he a millionaire? Perhaps he is both; that is to say, a thief. That machine costs at least thirty francs. No nonsense. Down on your belly before that man!", "pos": 913200}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Well, Cosette, aren’t you going to take your doll?", "pos": 913949}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "The gentleman has given you a doll, my little Cosette. Take it; it is yours.", "pos": 914166}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "May I, Madame?", "pos": 914932}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Pardi! it is yours. The gentleman has given it to you.", "pos": 915024}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Truly, sir? Is it true? Is the ‘lady’ mine? I shall call her Catherine. Madame,", "pos": 915105}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Play, Cosette,", "pos": 916127}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Oh! I am playing,", "pos": 916163}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Old beast! What has he got in his belly, to come and upset us in this manner! To want that little monster to play! to give away forty-franc dolls to a jade that I would sell for forty sous, so I would! A little more and he will be saying Your Majesty to her, as though to the Duchesse de Berry! Is there any sense in it? Is he mad, then, that mysterious old fellow? Why! it is perfectly simple, if that amuses him! It amuses you to have the little one work; it amuses him to have her play. He’s all right. A traveller can do what he pleases when he pays for it. If the old fellow is a philanthropist, what is that to you? If he is an imbecile, it does not concern you. What are you worrying for, so long as he has money?", "pos": 917055}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Is he going to pass the night in that fashion? I'm going to bed. Do as you like.", "pos": 918841}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Is not Monsieur going to his repose?", "pos": 919625}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Well! you are right. Where is your stable?", "pos": 919970}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Sir! I will conduct you, sir.", "pos": 920036}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What is this?", "pos": 920332}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "It is really our bridal chamber. My wife and I occupy another. This is only entered three or four times a year.", "pos": 920368}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I should have liked the stable quite as well. And what is this?", "pos": 920508}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "That, sir, is my wife's wedding bonnet.", "pos": 920909}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Do you know, I'm going to turn Cosette out of doors to-morrow. How you do go on!", "pos": 921908}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "You will hand that bill to the man.", "pos": 927933}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Up so early? is Monsieur leaving us already?", "pos": 928223}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Yes, Madame, I am going.", "pos": 928692}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "So Monsieur has no business in Montfermeil?", "pos": 928719}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "No, I was passing through. That is all. What do I owe you, Madame. Madame, is business good here in Montfermeil?", "pos": 928765}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "So so, Monsieur. Oh! Monsieur, times are so hard! and then, we have so few bourgeois in the neighborhood! All the people are poor, you see. If we had not, now and then, some rich and generous travellers like Monsieur, we should not get along at all. We have so many expenses. Just see, that child is costing us our very eyes.", "pos": 929047}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What child?", "pos": 929505}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Why, the little one, you know! Cosette—the Lark, as she is called hereabouts!", "pos": 929519}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Ah!", "pos": 929599}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What if one were to rid you of her?", "pos": 930179}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Who? Cosette? Ah! sir, my dear sir, take her, keep her, lead her off, carry her away, sugar her, stuff her with truffles, drink her, eat her, and the blessings of the good holy Virgin and of all the saints of paradise be upon you!", "pos": 930217}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Agreed.", "pos": 930520}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Really! You will take her away?", "pos": 930530}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I will take her away.", "pos": 930564}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Immediately?", "pos": 930588}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Immediately. Call the child.", "pos": 930603}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Cosette!", "pos": 930634}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "In the meantime,", "pos": 930670}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I will pay you what I owe you. How much is it?", "pos": 930706}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Twenty-three francs!", "pos": 930830}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Twenty-three francs?", "pos": 930895}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Monsieur owes twenty-six sous.", "pos": 931346}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Twenty-six sous!", "pos": 931379}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Twenty sous for the chamber, and six sous for his supper. As for the child, I must discuss that matter a little with the gentleman. Leave us, wife. Sir, what I have to say to you is this, that I adore that child.", "pos": 931418}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What child?", "pos": 932141}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "How strange it is, one grows attached. What money is that? Take back your hundred-sou piece. I adore the child.", "pos": 932178}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Whom do you mean?", "pos": 932292}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Eh! our little Cosette! Are you not intending to take her away from us? Well, I speak frankly; as true as you are an honest man, I will not consent to it. I shall miss that child. I saw her first when she was a tiny thing. It is true that she costs us money; it is true that she has her faults; it is true that we are not rich; it is true that I have paid out over four hundred francs for drugs for just one of her illnesses! But one must do something for the good God’s sake. She has neither father nor mother. I have brought her up. I have bread enough for her and for myself. In truth, I think a great deal of that child. You understand, one conceives an affection for a person; I am a good sort of a beast, I am; I do not reason; I love that little girl; my wife is quick-tempered, but she loves her also. You see, she is just the same as our own child. I want to keep her to babble about the house. Excuse me, sir, but one does not give away one’s child to a passer-by, like that. I am right, am I not? Still, I don’t say—you are rich; you have the air of a very good man,—if it were for her happiness. But one must find out that. You understand: suppose that I were to let her go and to sacrifice myself, I should like to know what becomes of her; I should not wish to lose sight of her; I should like to know with whom she is living, so that I could go to see her from time to time; so that she may know that her good foster-father is alive, that he is watching over her. In short, there are things which are not possible. I do not even know your name. If you were to take her away, I should say: ‘Well, and the Lark, what has become of her?’ One must, at least, see some petty scrap of paper, some trifle in the way of a passport, you know!", "pos": 932335}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Monsieur Thénardier, one does not require a passport to travel five leagues from Paris. If I take Cosette away, I shall take her away, and that is the end of the matter. You will not know my name, you will not know my residence, you will not know where she is; and my intention is that she shall never set eyes on you again so long as she lives. I break the thread which binds her foot, and she departs. Does that suit you? Yes or no?", "pos": 934325}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Sir. I am in need of fifteen hundred francs.", "pos": 936997}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Go and fetch Cosette.", "pos": 937269}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Cosette,", "pos": 938501}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "come immediately.", "pos": 939829}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "My child,", "pos": 940150}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "take these, and go and dress yourself quickly.", "pos": 940176}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Is that all?", "pos": 941628}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "You are right, in sooth. I am a fool. Give me my hat.", "pos": 941783}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Pardon, excuse me, sir, but here are your fifteen hundred francs.", "pos": 945657}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What is the meaning of this?", "pos": 945835}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "It means, sir, that I shall take back Cosette.", "pos": 945900}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "You are go-ing to take back Co-sette?", "pos": 946116}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Yes, sir, I am. I will tell you; I have considered the matter. In fact, I have not the right to give her to you. I am an honest man, you see; this child does not belong to me; she belongs to her mother. It was her mother who confided her to me; I can only resign her to her mother. You will say to me, ‘But her mother is dead.’ Good; in that case I can only give the child up to the person who shall bring me a writing, signed by her mother, to the effect that I am to hand the child over to the person therein mentioned; that is clear. Good! let us hold firm; he is going to bribe me!", "pos": 946156}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "You are right; read!", "pos": 947311}
{"speaker": "Fantine", "text": "M. SUR M., March 25, 1823. MONSIEUR THÉNARDIER:— You will deliver Cosette to this person. You will be paid for all the little things. I have the honor to salute you with respect, FANTINE.", "pos": 947372}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "You know that signature? You may keep this paper as your receipt.", "pos": 947562}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "This signature is fairly well imitated, however, let it go! It is well, sir, since you are the person, but I must be paid for all those little things. A great deal is owing to me.", "pos": 947938}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Monsieur Thénardier, in January last, the mother reckoned that she owed you one hundred and twenty francs. In February, you sent her a bill of five hundred francs; you received three hundred francs at the end of February, and three hundred francs at the beginning of March. Since then nine months have elapsed, at fifteen francs a month, the price agreed upon, which makes one hundred and thirty-five francs. You had received one hundred francs too much; that makes thirty-five still owing you. I have just given you fifteen hundred francs.", "pos": 948275}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Who is this devil of a man? Monsieur-I-don’t-know-your-name. I shall take back Cosette if you do not give me a thousand crowns.", "pos": 948949}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Come, Cosette.", "pos": 949282}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "I really must have been exceedingly stupid not to have thought to bring my gun, since I was going hunting! I want to know where he is going,", "pos": 949807}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "The deuce!", "pos": 950687}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Yes, madame! here I am! here I am! Ah! mon Dieu, my broom! Ah! so it is true! Good morning, Monsieur. How pretty it is here! Must I sweep?", "pos": 970055}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Play!", "pos": 970938}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Where?", "pos": 982954}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Bah! I am mad! I am dreaming! Impossible! Good day, my good man,", "pos": 986004}
{"speaker": "Beggar", "text": "Thanks, my good sir.", "pos": 986571}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "How the deuce could I have thought that I saw Javert there? Am I going to lose my eyesight now?", "pos": 986688}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Get into bed very softly", "pos": 987703}
{"speaker": "old woman", "text": "Possibly Monsieur may have heard some one come in last night?", "pos": 990071}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "That is true, by the way. Who was it?", "pos": 990227}
{"speaker": "old woman", "text": "It was a new lodger who has come into the house,", "pos": 990316}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "And what is his name?", "pos": 990387}
{"speaker": "old woman", "text": "I don’t know exactly; Dumont, or Daumont, or some name of that sort.", "pos": 990411}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "And who is this Monsieur Dumont?", "pos": 990482}
{"speaker": "old woman", "text": "A gentleman of property, like yourself.", "pos": 990589}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Come.", "pos": 991271}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Come, child,", "pos": 997379}
{"speaker": "old soldier", "text": "It is two sous. You are carrying a child who can walk. Pay for two.", "pos": 1000504}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Father. I am afraid. Who is coming yonder?", "pos": 1019599}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Hush! it is Madame Thénardier. Say nothing. Don’t interfere with me. If you cry out, if you weep, the Thénardier is lying in wait for you. She is coming to take you back.", "pos": 1019677}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Put your back against the wall. Don’t say a word, and don’t be alarmed,", "pos": 1020949}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Search the blind alley! The Rue Droit-Mur is guarded! so is the Rue Petit-Picpus. I’ll answer for it that he is in the blind alley.", "pos": 1021913}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Are you sleepy?", "pos": 1027732}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "I am very cold. Is she still there?", "pos": 1027769}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Who?", "pos": 1027851}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Madame Thénardier.", "pos": 1027877}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Ah! she is gone. You need fear nothing further. Are you less cold now?", "pos": 1027994}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Oh, yes, father.", "pos": 1028306}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Well, wait for me a moment. I will soon be back.", "pos": 1028325}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Ah! good God! Cosette! Is she dead?", "pos": 1033983}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "One hundred francs! You can earn a hundred francs, if you will grant me shelter for this night.", "pos": 1035378}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What! so it is you, Father Madeleine!", "pos": 1035607}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Ah, good God! How come you here, Father Madeleine? Where did you enter? Dieu-Jésus! Did you fall from heaven? There is no trouble about that: if ever you do fall, it will be from there. And what a state you are in! You have no cravat; you have no hat; you have no coat! Do you know, you would have frightened any one who did not know you? No coat! Lord God! Are the saints going mad nowadays? But how did you get in here?", "pos": 1036134}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Who are you? and what house is this?", "pos": 1036749}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Ah! pardieu, this is too much! I am the person for whom you got the place here, and this house is the one where you had me placed. What! You don’t recognize me?", "pos": 1036811}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "No, and how happens it that you know me?", "pos": 1036999}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "You saved my life,", "pos": 1037063}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Ah! so it is you? Yes, I recollect you.", "pos": 1037196}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "That is very lucky,", "pos": 1037259}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "And what are you doing here?", "pos": 1037322}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Why, I am covering my melons, of course! The moon is bright: it is going to freeze. What if I were to put my melons into their greatcoats? pardieu! you ought to have done the same! But how do you come here?", "pos": 1037375}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "And what is this bell which you wear on your knee?", "pos": 1038327}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "This, is so that I may be avoided.", "pos": 1038380}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What! so that you may be avoided?", "pos": 1038441}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Ah, goodness! there are only women in this house—many young girls. It appears that I should be a dangerous person to meet. The bell gives them warning. When I come, they go.", "pos": 1038528}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What house is this?", "pos": 1038704}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Come, you know well enough.", "pos": 1038726}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "But I do not.", "pos": 1038756}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Not when you got me the place here as gardener?", "pos": 1038772}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Answer me as though I knew nothing.", "pos": 1038822}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Well, then, this is the Petit-Picpus convent.", "pos": 1038860}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "The Petit-Picpus convent.", "pos": 1039216}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Exactly. But to come to the point, how the deuce did you manage to get in here, you, Father Madeleine? No matter if you are a saint; you are a man as well, and no man enters here.", "pos": 1039244}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "You certainly are here.", "pos": 1039455}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "There is no one but me.", "pos": 1039481}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Still. I must stay here.", "pos": 1039507}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Ah, good God!", "pos": 1039555}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Father Fauchelevent, I saved your life.", "pos": 1039665}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "I was the first to recall it,", "pos": 1039707}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Well, you can do to-day for me that which I did for you in the olden days.", "pos": 1039762}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Oh! that would be a blessing from the good God, if I could make you some little return for that! Save your life! Monsieur le Maire, dispose of the old man! What do you wish me to do?", "pos": 1040021}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "That I will explain to you. You have a chamber?", "pos": 1040314}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "I have an isolated hovel yonder, behind the ruins of the old convent, in a corner which no one ever looks into. There are three rooms in it.", "pos": 1040364}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Good. Now I am going to ask two things of you.", "pos": 1040653}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "What are they, Mr. Mayor?", "pos": 1040723}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "In the first place, you are not to tell any one what you know about me. In the second, you are not to try to find out anything more.", "pos": 1040751}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "As you please. I know that you can do nothing that is not honest, that you have always been a man after the good God’s heart. And then, moreover, you it was who placed me here. That concerns you. I am at your service.", "pos": 1040886}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "That is settled then. Now, come with me. We will go and get the child.", "pos": 1041106}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Ah! so there is a child?", "pos": 1041179}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Ah! Father Madeleine! You did not recognize me immediately; you save people’s lives, and then you forget them! That is bad! But they remember you! You are an ingrate!", "pos": 1042006}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "That’s a good entry.", "pos": 1044155}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "He is a wealthy farmer. I saw his passport. I think his name was M. Guillaume Lambert.", "pos": 1047654}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Jean Valjean is certainly dead, and I am a ninny.", "pos": 1047835}
{"speaker": "toll-keeper", "text": "Have you seen a man with a little girl? I made him pay two sous,", "pos": 1055446}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Who is there?", "pos": 1064979}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Enter on the right.", "pos": 1065363}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I am here. What do you wish with me?", "pos": 1066749}
{"speaker": "great lady", "text": "Permit me, mother, to send for a Bible to which I am greatly attached.", "pos": 1078351}
{"speaker": "Saint Thérèse", "text": "Ah, you are attached to something! In that case, do not enter our order!", "pos": 1078424}
{"speaker": "nun", "text": "Blessed and adored be the most Holy Sacrament of the altar! Forever.", "pos": 1078652}
{"speaker": "soft voice", "text": "Forever!", "pos": 1078891}
{"speaker": "nun", "text": "forever Praised and adored be the most Holy Sacrament of the altar.", "pos": 1078987}
{"speaker": "Visitandine", "text": "Ave Maria. Gratia plena.", "pos": 1079169}
{"speaker": "nuns", "text": "At five o’clock and at all hours praised and adored be the most Holy Sacrament of the altar! At eight o’clock and at all hours!", "pos": 1079630}
{"speaker": "nuns at The Infant Jesus", "text": "At this hour and at every hour may the love of Jesus kindle my heart!", "pos": 1080015}
{"speaker": "nuns", "text": "Jesus-Marie-Joseph.", "pos": 1080393}
{"speaker": "nun", "text": "The prayers of the postulants are frightful, the prayers of the novices are still worse, and the prayers of the professed nuns are still worse.", "pos": 1081588}
{"speaker": "nuns", "text": "Our sister is dead Our sister is alive in Jesus Christ!", "pos": 1084940}
{"speaker": "young girl", "text": "The sight of the street pavement made me shudder from head to foot.", "pos": 1085500}
{"speaker": "Young Woman", "text": "forever!", "pos": 1086971}
{"speaker": "birds", "text": "Good; here come the children!", "pos": 1087769}
{"speaker": "child of five years", "text": "Mother! one of the big girls has just told me that I have only nine years and ten months longer to remain here. What happiness!", "pos": 1089740}
{"speaker": "A Vocal Mother", "text": "Why are you weeping, my child?", "pos": 1089945}
{"speaker": "The child", "text": "I told Alix that I knew my French history. She says that I do not know it, but I do.", "pos": 1089997}
{"speaker": "Alix", "text": "No; she does not know it.", "pos": 1090114}
{"speaker": "The mother", "text": "How is that, my child?", "pos": 1090152}
{"speaker": "Alix", "text": "She told me to open the book at random and to ask her any question in the book, and she would answer it.", "pos": 1090181}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Well?", "pos": 1090287}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "She did not answer it.", "pos": 1090295}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Let us see about it. What did you ask her?", "pos": 1090320}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I opened the book at random, as she proposed, and I put the first question that I came across.", "pos": 1090365}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "And what was the question?", "pos": 1090462}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "It was, ‘What happened after that?’", "pos": 1090491}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "How well bred! it eats the top of the slice of bread and butter just like a person!", "pos": 1090643}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Father, I accuse myself of having been avaricious.", "pos": 1090928}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Father, I accuse myself of having been an adulteress.", "pos": 1090980}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Father, I accuse myself of having raised my eyes to the gentlemen.", "pos": 1091035}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "There were three little cocks who owned a country where there were a great many flowers. They plucked the flowers and put them in their pockets. After that they plucked the leaves and put them in their playthings. There was a wolf in that country; there was a great deal of forest; and the wolf was in the forest; and he ate the little cocks.", "pos": 1091281}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "There came a blow with a stick.", "pos": 1091648}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "It was Punchinello who bestowed it on the cat.", "pos": 1091681}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "It was not good for her; it hurt her.", "pos": 1091729}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Then a lady put Punchinello in prison.", "pos": 1091768}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "As for me, my mother was not there when I was born!", "pos": 1092040}
{"speaker": "Monseigneur the Archbishop", "text": "Who is that?", "pos": 1093383}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "She is a spider, Monseigneur.", "pos": 1093398}
{"speaker": "Monseigneur the Archbishop", "text": "Bah! And that one yonder?", "pos": 1093430}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "She is a cricket.", "pos": 1093458}
{"speaker": "Monseigneur the Archbishop", "text": "And that one?", "pos": 1093478}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "She is a caterpillar.", "pos": 1093494}
{"speaker": "Monseigneur the Archbishop", "text": "Really! and yourself?", "pos": 1093518}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I am a wood-louse, Monseigneur.", "pos": 1093542}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Who is a virgin?", "pos": 1094241}
{"speaker": "Madame Campan", "text": "You are a virgin, but I am not.", "pos": 1094448}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Little white Paternoster, which God made, which God said, which God placed in paradise. In the evening, when I went to bed, I found three angels sitting on my bed, one at the foot, two at the head, the good Virgin Mary in the middle, who told me to lie down without hesitation. The good God is my father, the good Virgin is my mother, the three apostles are my brothers, the three virgins are my sisters. The shirt in which God was born envelopes my body; Saint Margaret’s cross is written on my breast. Madame the Virgin was walking through the meadows, weeping for God, when she met M. Saint John. ‘Monsieur Saint John, whence come you?’ ‘I come from Ave Salus.’ ‘You have not seen the good God; where is he?’ ‘He is on the tree of the Cross, his feet hanging, his hands nailed, a little cap of white thorns on his head.’ Whoever shall say this thrice at eventide, thrice in the morning, shall win paradise at the last.", "pos": 1094702}
{"speaker": "Madame la Duchesse de ——", "text": "One hides one’s pear or one’s apple as best one may. When one goes upstairs to put the veil on the bed before supper, one stuffs them under one’s pillow and at night one eats them in bed, and when one cannot do that, one eats them in the closet.", "pos": 1098625}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Bouchard", "text": "Monseigneur, a day’s leave of absence.", "pos": 1099447}
{"speaker": "M. de Quélen", "text": "What, my dear child, a day’s leave of absence! Three days if you like. I grant you three days.", "pos": 1099610}
{"speaker": "Sister", "text": "She passes for a dead woman. Perhaps she is one,", "pos": 1101229}
{"speaker": "Madame Albertine", "text": "Ah! Auguste!", "pos": 1102311}
{"speaker": "The Uncharitable", "text": "C’est le diable a quatre,", "pos": 1115369}
{"speaker": "The Centenarian", "text": "Monseigneur Saint-François gave it to Monseigneur Saint-Julien, Monseigneur Saint-Julien gave it to Monseigneur Saint-Eusebius, Monseigneur Saint-Eusebius gave it to Monseigneur Saint-Procopius, etc., etc.; and thus I give it to you, father. in her youth the Bernardine monks were every whit as good as the mousquetaires", "pos": 1120808}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "monkey wine", "pos": 1121857}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "lion wine", "pos": 1121885}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "sheep wine", "pos": 1121910}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "hog wine", "pos": 1121937}
{"speaker": "The Centenarian", "text": "because, the parlor is too gloomy.", "pos": 1123929}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Such is the origin of the legal consecration of the establishment of the Benedictines of the Perpetual Adoration of the Holy Sacrament at Paris. Their first convent was “a new building” in the Rue Cassette, out of the contributions of Mesdames de Boucs and de Châteauvieux.", "pos": 1126573}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "In 1657, Pope Alexander VII. had authorized, by a special brief, the Bernardines of the Rue Petit-Picpus, to practise the Perpetual Adoration like the Benedictine nuns of the Holy Sacrament.", "pos": 1127258}
{"speaker": "Julia Alpinula", "text": "Hic jaceo. Vixi annos viginti et tres.", "pos": 1129254}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "There is no vacuum in the human heart.", "pos": 1130547}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "A matter for declamations", "pos": 1136946}
{"speaker": "the garment", "text": "Ingrates! I protected you in inclement weather. Why will you have nothing to do with me?", "pos": 1140289}
{"speaker": "the fish", "text": "I have just come from the deep sea,", "pos": 1140400}
{"speaker": "the perfume", "text": "I have been a rose,", "pos": 1140453}
{"speaker": "the corpse", "text": "I have loved you,", "pos": 1140493}
{"speaker": "the convent", "text": "I have civilized you,", "pos": 1140530}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "In former days.", "pos": 1140604}
{"speaker": "You", "text": "But that is the ideal convent!", "pos": 1145442}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "But these men, or these women who are behind these four walls. They dress themselves in coarse woollen, they are equals, they call each other brothers, that is well; but they do something else?", "pos": 1146384}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 1146578}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What?", "pos": 1146583}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "They gaze on the darkness, they kneel, and they clasp their hands.", "pos": 1146589}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What does this signify?", "pos": 1146656}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "They pray.", "pos": 1146697}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "To whom?", "pos": 1146708}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "To God.", "pos": 1146717}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "To pray to God,—what is the meaning of these words?", "pos": 1146725}
{"speaker": "A mole", "text": "I pity them with their sun!", "pos": 1149751}
{"speaker": "A metaphysical school", "text": "the plant wills, the plant grows the universe wills.", "pos": 1150456}
{"speaker": "The ideal", "text": "Take, this is my body, this is my blood.", "pos": 1152765}
{"speaker": "Thoughtless and vivacious spirits", "text": "What is the good of those motionless figures on the side of mystery? What purpose do they serve? What do they do?", "pos": 1156208}
{"speaker": "Narrator", "text": "There is probably no work more divine than that performed by these souls. There is probably no work which is more useful.", "pos": 1156477}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "fallen from the sky.", "pos": 1159408}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I must remain here henceforth.", "pos": 1160219}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "One does not question a saint.", "pos": 1161753}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "M. Madeleine saved my life. It is my turn now. M. Madeleine did not stop to deliberate when it was a question of thrusting himself under the cart for the purpose of dragging me out. After what he did for me, would I save him if he were a thief? Just the same. If he were an assassin, would I save him? Since he is a saint, shall I save him?", "pos": 1162855}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "He talks almost like a gentleman with a hat.", "pos": 1165301}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Now that you are here, how are you going to contrive to enter? In the first place, you will begin by not setting foot outside of this chamber, either you or the child. One step in the garden and we are done for.", "pos": 1166393}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "That is true.", "pos": 1166744}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Monsieur Madeleine, you have arrived at a very auspicious moment, I mean to say a very inauspicious moment; one of the ladies is very ill. This will prevent them from looking much in our direction. It seems that she is dying. The prayers of the forty hours are being said. The whole community is in confusion. That occupies them. The one who is on the point of departure is a saint. In fact, we are all saints here; all the difference between them and me is that they say ‘our cell,’ and that I say ‘my cabin.’ The prayers for the dying are to be said, and then the prayers for the dead. We shall be at peace here for to-day; but I will not answer for to-morrow.", "pos": 1166760}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Still, this cottage is in the niche of the wall, it is hidden by a sort of ruin, there are trees, it is not visible from the convent.", "pos": 1167449}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "And I add that the nuns never come near it.", "pos": 1167610}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Well? it seems to me that one may remain concealed here?", "pos": 1167656}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "There are the little girls.", "pos": 1167865}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What little girls?", "pos": 1167895}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "The nun is dead. There is the knell. It is the knell, Monsieur Madeleine. The bell will continue to strike once a minute for twenty-four hours, until the body is taken from the church.—You see, they play. At recreation hours it suffices to have a ball roll aside, to send them all hither, in spite of prohibitions, to hunt and rummage for it all about here. Those cherubs are devils.", "pos": 1168044}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Who?", "pos": 1168520}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "The little girls. You would be very quickly discovered. They would shriek: ‘Oh! a man!’ There is no danger to-day. There will be no recreation hour. The day will be entirely devoted to prayers. You hear the bell. As I told you, a stroke each minute. It is the death knell.", "pos": 1168547}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I understand, Father Fauchelevent. There are pupils. Here is Cosette’s education already provided.", "pos": 1168822}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Pardine! There are little girls indeed! And they would bawl around you! And they would rush off! To be a man here is to have the plague. You see how they fasten a bell to my paw as though I were a wild beast.", "pos": 1168988}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "This convent would be our salvation. Yes, the difficulty is to remain here.", "pos": 1169254}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "No, the difficulty is to get out.", "pos": 1169374}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "To get out!", "pos": 1169483}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Yes, Monsieur Madeleine. In order to return here it is first necessary to get out. You must not be found here in this fashion. Whence come you? For me, you fall from heaven, because I know you; but the nuns require one to enter by the door. Ah! they are ringing up the vocal mothers. They are going to the chapter. They always hold a chapter when any one dies. She died at daybreak. People generally do die at daybreak. But cannot you get out by the way in which you entered? Come, I do not ask for the sake of questioning you, but how did you get in?", "pos": 1169497}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Impossible! Father Fauchelevent, say that I fell from the sky.", "pos": 1170736}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "But I believe it, I believe it. You have no need to tell me that. The good God must have taken you in his hand for the purpose of getting a good look at you close to, and then dropped you. Only, he meant to place you in a man’s convent; he made a mistake. Come, there goes another peal, that is to order the porter to go and inform the municipality that the dead-doctor is to come here and view a corpse. All that is the ceremony of dying. These good ladies are not at all fond of that visit. A doctor is a man who does not believe in anything. He lifts the veil. Sometimes he lifts something else too. How quickly they have had the doctor summoned this time! What is the matter? Your little one is still asleep. What is her name?", "pos": 1170812}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Cosette.", "pos": 1171570}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "She is your daughter? You are her grandfather, that is?", "pos": 1171581}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 1171639}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "It will be easy enough for her to get out of here. I have my service door which opens on the courtyard. I knock. The porter opens; I have my vintage basket on my back, the child is in it, I go out. Father Fauchelevent goes out with his basket—that is perfectly natural. You will tell the child to keep very quiet. She will be under the cover. I will leave her for whatever time is required with a good old friend, a fruit-seller whom I know in the Rue Chemin-Vert, who is deaf, and who has a little bed. I will shout in the fruit-seller’s ear, that she is a niece of mine, and that she is to keep her for me until to-morrow. Then the little one will re-enter with you; for I will contrive to have you re-enter. It must be done. But how will you manage to get out?", "pos": 1171646}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "No one must see me, the whole point lies there, Father Fauchelevent. Find some means of getting me out in a basket, under cover, like Cosette.", "pos": 1172441}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "That is the dead-doctor taking his departure. He has taken a look and said: ‘She is dead, that is well.’ When the doctor has signed the passport for paradise, the undertaker’s company sends a coffin. If it is a mother, the mothers lay her out; if she is a sister, the sisters lay her out. After which, I nail her up. That forms a part of my gardener’s duty. A gardener is a bit of a grave-digger. She is placed in a lower hall of the church which communicates with the street, and into which no man may enter save the doctor of the dead. I don’t count the undertaker’s men and myself as men. It is in that hall that I nail up the coffin. The undertaker’s men come and get it, and whip up, coachman! that’s the way one goes to heaven. They fetch a box with nothing in it, they take it away again with something in it. That’s what a burial is like. De profundis. The grave is dug in the Vaugirard cemetery. They declare that they are going to suppress that Vaugirard cemetery. It is an ancient cemetery which is outside the regulations, which has no uniform, and which is going to retire. It is a shame, for it is convenient. I have a friend there, Father Mestienne, the grave-digger. The nuns here possess one privilege, it is to be taken to that cemetery at nightfall. There is a special permission from the Prefecture on their behalf. But how many events have happened since yesterday! Mother Crucifixion is dead, and Father Madeleine—", "pos": 1172737}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Is buried,", "pos": 1174576}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Goodness! if you were here for good, it would be a real burial. This time it is for me. The Mother Prioress wants me. Good, now I am pricking myself on the tongue of my buckle. Monsieur Madeleine, don’t stir from here, and wait for me. Something new has come up. If you are hungry, there is wine, bread and cheese. Coming! coming!", "pos": 1174653}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Forever! Forever!", "pos": 1175453}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Enter.", "pos": 1175489}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Ah! it is you, Father Fauvent. Father Fauvent, I have sent for you.", "pos": 1176279}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Here I am, reverend Mother.", "pos": 1176428}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "I have something to say to you.", "pos": 1176458}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "And so have I. I have something to say to the very reverend Mother.", "pos": 1176492}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Ah! you have a communication to make to me.", "pos": 1176658}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "A request.", "pos": 1176704}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Very well, speak.", "pos": 1176717}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "That he had a brother a brother no longer young that, if he might be permitted, this brother would come and live with him and help him, that he was an excellent gardener, that the community would receive from him good service, better than his own; that, otherwise, if his brother were not admitted, as he, the elder, felt that his health was broken and that he was insufficient for the work, he should be obliged, greatly to his regret, to go away; and that his brother had a little daughter whom he would bring with him, who might be reared for God in the house, and who might, who knows, become a nun some day.", "pos": 1179220}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Could you procure a stout iron bar between now and this evening?", "pos": 1180072}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "For what purpose?", "pos": 1180139}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "To serve as a lever.", "pos": 1180159}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Yes, reverend Mother,", "pos": 1180182}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Father Fauvent!", "pos": 1180692}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Reverend Mother!", "pos": 1180710}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Do you know the chapel?", "pos": 1180729}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "I have a little cage there, where I hear the mass and the offices.", "pos": 1180755}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "And you have been in the choir in pursuance of your duties?", "pos": 1180824}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Two or three times.", "pos": 1180886}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "There is a stone to be raised.", "pos": 1180908}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Heavy?", "pos": 1180941}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "The slab of the pavement which is at the side of the altar.", "pos": 1180950}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "The slab which closes the vault?", "pos": 1181012}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 1181047}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "It would be a good thing to have two men for it.", "pos": 1181054}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Mother Ascension, who is as strong as a man, will help you.", "pos": 1181105}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "A woman is never a man.", "pos": 1181167}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "We have only a woman here to help you. Each one does what he can. Because Dom Mabillon gives four hundred and seventeen epistles of Saint Bernard, while Merlonus Horstius only gives three hundred and sixty-seven, I do not despise Merlonus Horstius.", "pos": 1181193}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Neither do I. Merit consists in working according to one’s strength. A cloister is not a dock-yard.", "pos": 1181444}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "And a woman is not a man. But my brother is the strong one, though!", "pos": 1181547}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "And can you get a lever?", "pos": 1181617}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "That is the only sort of key that fits that sort of door.", "pos": 1181644}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "There is a ring in the stone.", "pos": 1181704}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I will put the lever through it.", "pos": 1181736}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "And the stone is so arranged that it swings on a pivot.", "pos": 1181771}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "That is good, reverend Mother. I will open the vault.", "pos": 1181829}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "And the four Mother Precentors will help you.", "pos": 1181885}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "And when the vault is open?", "pos": 1181933}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "It must be closed again.", "pos": 1181963}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Will that be all?", "pos": 1181990}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "No.", "pos": 1182010}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Give me your orders, very reverend Mother.", "pos": 1182016}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Fauvent, we have confidence in you.", "pos": 1182061}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "I am here to do anything you wish.", "pos": 1182099}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "And to hold your peace about everything!", "pos": 1182136}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Yes, reverend Mother.", "pos": 1182179}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "When the vault is open—", "pos": 1182203}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "I will close it again.", "pos": 1182229}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "But before that—", "pos": 1182254}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "What, reverend Mother?", "pos": 1182273}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Something must be lowered into it.", "pos": 1182298}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Father Fauvent!", "pos": 1182435}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Reverend Mother!", "pos": 1182453}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "You know that a mother died this morning?", "pos": 1182472}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "No.", "pos": 1182516}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Did you not hear the bell?", "pos": 1182522}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Nothing can be heard at the bottom of the garden.", "pos": 1182551}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Really?", "pos": 1182603}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "I can hardly distinguish my own signal.", "pos": 1182613}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "She died at daybreak.", "pos": 1182655}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "And then, the wind did not blow in my direction this morning.", "pos": 1182679}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "It was Mother Crucifixion. A blessed woman. Three years ago, Madame de Béthune, a Jansenist, turned orthodox, merely from having seen Mother Crucifixion at prayer.", "pos": 1182743}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Ah! yes, now I hear the knell, reverend Mother.", "pos": 1182990}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "The mothers have taken her to the dead-room, which opens on the church.", "pos": 1183040}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "I know.", "pos": 1183114}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "No other man than you can or must enter that chamber. See to that. A fine sight it would be, to see a man enter the dead-room!", "pos": 1183124}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "More often!", "pos": 1183253}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Hey?", "pos": 1183267}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "More often!", "pos": 1183274}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "What do you say?", "pos": 1183288}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "I say more often.", "pos": 1183307}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "More often than what?", "pos": 1183327}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Reverend Mother, I did not say more often than what, I said more often.", "pos": 1183351}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "I don’t understand you. Why do you say more often?", "pos": 1183425}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "In order to speak like you, reverend Mother.", "pos": 1183478}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "But I did not say ‘more often.’ At nine o’clock in the morning and at all hours, praised and adored be the most Holy Sacrament of the altar,", "pos": 1183525}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Amen,", "pos": 1183726}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "In her lifetime, Mother Crucifixion made converts; after her death, she will perform miracles.", "pos": 1184057}
{"speaker": "Father Fauchelevent", "text": "She will!", "pos": 1184154}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Father Fauvent, the community has been blessed in Mother Crucifixion. No doubt, it is not granted to every one to die, like Cardinal de Bérulle, while saying the holy mass, and to breathe forth their souls to God, while pronouncing these words: Hanc igitur oblationem. But without attaining to such happiness, Mother Crucifixion’s death was very precious. She retained her consciousness to the very last moment. She spoke to us, then she spoke to the angels. She gave us her last commands. If you had a little more faith, and if you could have been in her cell, she would have cured your leg merely by touching it. She smiled. We felt that she was regaining her life in God. There was something of paradise in that death.", "pos": 1184248}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Amen,", "pos": 1185040}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Father Fauvent, what the dead wish must be done. I have consulted upon this point many ecclesiastics laboring in Our Lord, who occupy themselves in the exercises of the clerical life, and who bear wonderful fruit.", "pos": 1185057}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Reverend Mother, you can hear the knell much better here than in the garden.", "pos": 1185370}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Besides, she is more than a dead woman, she is a saint.", "pos": 1185449}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Like yourself, reverend Mother.", "pos": 1185507}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "She slept in her coffin for twenty years, by express permission of our Holy Father, Pius VII.—", "pos": 1185541}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "The one who crowned the Emp—Buonaparte.", "pos": 1185638}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Father Fauvent?", "pos": 1185851}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Reverend Mother?", "pos": 1185869}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Saint Didorus, Archbishop of Cappadocia, desired that this single word might be inscribed on his tomb: Acarus, which signifies, a worm of the earth; this was done. Is this true?", "pos": 1185888}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Yes, reverend Mother.", "pos": 1186068}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "The blessed Mezzocane, Abbot of Aquila, wished to be buried beneath the gallows; this was done.", "pos": 1186092}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "That is true.", "pos": 1186190}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Saint Terentius, Bishop of Port, where the mouth of the Tiber empties into the sea, requested that on his tomb might be engraved the sign which was placed on the graves of parricides, in the hope that passers-by would spit on his tomb. This was done. The dead must be obeyed.", "pos": 1186206}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "So be it.", "pos": 1186484}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "The body of Bernard Guidonis, born in France near Roche-Abeille, was, as he had ordered, and in spite of the king of Castile, borne to the church of the Dominicans in Limoges, although Bernard Guidonis was Bishop of Tuy in Spain. Can the contrary be affirmed?", "pos": 1186496}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "For that matter, no, reverend Mother.", "pos": 1186758}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "The fact is attested by Plantavit de la Fosse. Father Fauvent, Mother Crucifixion will be interred in the coffin in which she has slept for the last twenty years.", "pos": 1186798}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "That is just.", "pos": 1187050}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "It is a continuation of her slumber.", "pos": 1187066}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "So I shall have to nail up that coffin?", "pos": 1187105}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 1187147}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "And we are to reject the undertaker’s coffin?", "pos": 1187154}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Precisely.", "pos": 1187202}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "I am at the orders of the very reverend community.", "pos": 1187215}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "The four Mother Precentors will assist you.", "pos": 1187268}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "In nailing up the coffin? I do not need them.", "pos": 1187314}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "No. In lowering the coffin.", "pos": 1187362}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Where?", "pos": 1187392}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Into the vault.", "pos": 1187401}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "What vault?", "pos": 1187419}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Under the altar.", "pos": 1187433}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "The vault under the altar?", "pos": 1187474}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Under the altar.", "pos": 1187503}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "But—", "pos": 1187522}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "You will have an iron bar.", "pos": 1187529}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Yes, but—", "pos": 1187558}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "You will raise the stone with the bar by means of the ring.", "pos": 1187570}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "But—", "pos": 1187632}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "The dead must be obeyed. To be buried in the vault under the altar of the chapel, not to go to profane earth; to remain there in death where she prayed while living; such was the last wish of Mother Crucifixion. She asked it of us; that is to say, commanded us.", "pos": 1187639}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "But it is forbidden.", "pos": 1187903}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Forbidden by men, enjoined by God.", "pos": 1187926}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "What if it became known?", "pos": 1187963}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "We have confidence in you.", "pos": 1187990}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Oh! I am a stone in your walls.", "pos": 1188019}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "The chapter assembled. The vocal mothers, whom I have just consulted again, and who are now deliberating, have decided that Mother Crucifixion shall be buried, according to her wish, in her own coffin, under our altar. Think, Father Fauvent, if she were to work miracles here! What a glory of God for the community! And miracles issue from tombs.", "pos": 1188053}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "But, reverend Mother, if the agent of the sanitary commission—", "pos": 1188402}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Saint Benoît II., in the matter of sepulture, resisted Constantine Pogonatus.", "pos": 1188467}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "But the commissary of police—", "pos": 1188547}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Chonodemaire, one of the seven German kings who entered among the Gauls under the Empire of Constantius, expressly recognized the right of nuns to be buried in religion, that is to say, beneath the altar.", "pos": 1188579}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "But the inspector from the Prefecture—", "pos": 1188786}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "The world is nothing in the presence of the cross. Martin, the eleventh general of the Carthusians, gave to his order this device: Stat crux dum volvitur orbis.", "pos": 1188827}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Amen,", "pos": 1188990}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "I have on my right Benoît and on my left Bernard. Who was Bernard? The first abbot of Clairvaux. Fontaines in Burgundy is a country that is blest because it gave him birth. His father was named Técelin, and his mother Alèthe. He began at Cîteaux, to end in Clairvaux; he was ordained abbot by the bishop of Châlon-sur-Saône, Guillaume de Champeaux; he had seven hundred novices, and founded a hundred and sixty monasteries; he overthrew Abeilard at the council of Sens in 1140, and Pierre de Bruys and Henry his disciple, and another sort of erring spirits who were called the Apostolics; he confounded Arnauld de Brescia, darted lightning at the monk Raoul, the murderer of the Jews, dominated the council of Reims in 1148, caused the condemnation of Gilbert de Poréa, Bishop of Poitiers, caused the condemnation of Éon de l’Étoile, arranged the disputes of princes, enlightened King Louis the Young, advised Pope Eugene III., regulated the Temple, preached the crusade, performed two hundred and fifty miracles during his lifetime, and as many as thirty-nine in one day. Who was Benoît? He was the patriarch of Mont-Cassin; he was the second founder of the Sainteté Claustrale, he was the Basil of the West. His order has produced forty popes, two hundred cardinals, fifty patriarchs, sixteen hundred archbishops, four thousand six hundred bishops, four emperors, twelve empresses, forty-six kings, forty-one queens, three thousand six hundred canonized saints, and has been in existence for fourteen hundred years. On one side Saint Bernard, on the other the agent of the sanitary department! On one side Saint Benoît, on the other the inspector of public ways! The state, the road commissioners, the public undertaker, regulations, the administration, what do we know of all that? There is not a chance passer-by who would not be indignant to see how we are treated. We have not even the right to give our dust to Jesus Christ! Your sanitary department is a revolutionary invention. God subordinated to the commissary of police; such is the age. Silence, Fauvent! No one doubts the right of the monastery to sepulture. Only fanatics and those in error deny it. We live in times of terrible confusion. We do not know that which it is necessary to know, and we know that which we should ignore. We are ignorant and impious. In this age there exist people who do not distinguish between the very great Saint Bernard and the Saint Bernard denominated of the poor Catholics, a certain good ecclesiastic who lived in the thirteenth century. Others are so blasphemous as to compare the scaffold of Louis XVI. to the cross of Jesus Christ. Louis XVI. was merely a king. Let us beware of God! There is no longer just nor unjust. The name of Voltaire is known, but not the name of César de Bus. Nevertheless, César de Bus is a man of blessed memory, and Voltaire one of unblessed memory. The last arch-bishop, the Cardinal de Périgord, did not even know that Charles de Gondren succeeded to Berulle, and François Bourgoin to Gondren, and Jean-François Senault to Bourgoin, and Father Sainte-Marthe to Jean-François Senault. The name of Father Coton is known, not because he was one of the three who urged the foundation of the Oratorie, but because he furnished Henri IV., the Huguenot king, with the material for an oath. That which pleases people of the world in Saint François de Sales, is that he cheated at play. And then, religion is attacked. Why? Because there have been bad priests, because Sagittaire, Bishop of Gap, was the brother of Salone, Bishop of Embrun, and because both of them followed Mommol. What has that to do with the question? Does that prevent Martin de Tours from being a saint, and giving half of his cloak to a beggar? They persecute the saints. They shut their eyes to the truth. Darkness is the rule. The most ferocious beasts are beasts which are blind. No one thinks of hell as a reality. Oh! how wicked people are! By order of the king signifies to-day, by order of the revolution. One no longer knows what is due to the living or to the dead. A holy death is prohibited. Burial is a civil matter. This is horrible. Saint Leo II. wrote two special letters, one to Pierre Notaire, the other to the king of the Visigoths, for the purpose of combating and rejecting, in questions touching the dead, the authority of the exarch and the supremacy of the Emperor. Gauthier, Bishop of Châlons, held his own in this matter against Otho, Duke of Burgundy. The ancient magistracy agreed with him. In former times we had voices in the chapter, even on matters of the day. The Abbot of Cîteaux, the general of the order, was councillor by right of birth to the parliament of Burgundy. We do what we please with our dead. Is not the body of Saint Benoît himself in France, in the abbey of Fleury, called Saint Benoît-sur-Loire, although he died in Italy at Mont-Cassin, on Saturday, the 21st of the month of March, of the year 543? All this is incontestable. I abhor psalm-singers, I hate priors, I execrate heretics, but I should detest yet more any one who should maintain the contrary. One has only to read Arnoul Wion, Gabriel Bucelin, Trithemus, Maurolics, and Dom Luc d’Achery. Is it settled, Father Fauvent?", "pos": 1189604}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "It is settled, reverend Mother.", "pos": 1194978}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "We may depend on you?", "pos": 1195012}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "I will obey.", "pos": 1195036}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "That is well.", "pos": 1195051}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "I am entirely devoted to the convent.", "pos": 1195067}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "That is understood. You will close the coffin. The sisters will carry it to the chapel. The office for the dead will then be said. Then we shall return to the cloister. Between eleven o’clock and midnight, you will come with your iron bar. All will be done in the most profound secrecy. There will be in the chapel only the four Mother Precentors, Mother Ascension and yourself.", "pos": 1195107}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "And the sister at the post?", "pos": 1195488}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "She will not turn round.", "pos": 1195518}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "But she will hear.", "pos": 1195545}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "She will not listen. Besides, what the cloister knows the world learns not.", "pos": 1195566}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "You will remove your bell. It is not necessary that the sister at the post should perceive your presence.", "pos": 1195683}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Reverend Mother?", "pos": 1195791}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "What, Father Fauvent?", "pos": 1195810}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Has the doctor for the dead paid his visit?", "pos": 1195834}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "He will pay it at four o’clock to-day. The peal which orders the doctor for the dead to be summoned has already been rung. But you do not understand any of the peals?", "pos": 1195880}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "I pay no attention to any but my own.", "pos": 1196049}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "That is well, Father Fauvent.", "pos": 1196089}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Reverend Mother, a lever at least six feet long will be required.", "pos": 1196121}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Where will you obtain it?", "pos": 1196189}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Where gratings are not lacking, iron bars are not lacking. I have my heap of old iron at the bottom of the garden.", "pos": 1196217}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "About three-quarters of an hour before midnight; do not forget.", "pos": 1196334}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Reverend Mother?", "pos": 1196400}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "What?", "pos": 1196419}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "If you were ever to have any other jobs of this sort, my brother is the strong man for you. A perfect Turk!", "pos": 1196427}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "You will do it as speedily as possible.", "pos": 1196537}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "I cannot work very fast. I am infirm; that is why I require an assistant. I limp.", "pos": 1196579}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "To limp is no sin, and perhaps it is a blessing. The Emperor Henry II., who combated Antipope Gregory and re-established Benoît VIII., has two surnames, the Saint and the Lame.", "pos": 1196663}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Two surtouts are a good thing,", "pos": 1196842}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Now that I think of it, Father Fauvent, let us give a whole hour to it. That is not too much. Be near the principal altar, with your iron bar, at eleven o’clock. The office begins at midnight. Everything must have been completed a good quarter of an hour before that.", "pos": 1196939}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "I will do anything to prove my zeal towards the community. These are my orders. I am to nail up the coffin. At eleven o’clock exactly, I am to be in the chapel. The Mother Precentors will be there. Mother Ascension will be there. Two men would be better. However, never mind! I shall have my lever. We will open the vault, we will lower the coffin, and we will close the vault again. After which, there will be no trace of anything. The government will have no suspicion. Thus all has been arranged, reverend Mother?", "pos": 1197209}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "No!", "pos": 1197728}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "What else remains?", "pos": 1197734}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "The empty coffin remains. What is to be done with that coffin, Father Fauvent?", "pos": 1197755}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "It will be given to the earth.", "pos": 1197909}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Empty?", "pos": 1197942}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Reverend Mother, I am the one who is to nail up the coffin in the basement of the church, and no one can enter there but myself, and I will cover the coffin with the pall.", "pos": 1198069}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Yes, but the bearers, when they place it in the hearse and lower it into the grave, will be sure to feel that there is nothing in it.", "pos": 1198243}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Ah! the de—! I will put earth in the coffin, reverend Mother. That will produce the effect of a corpse.", "pos": 1198379}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "You are right. Earth, that is the same thing as man. So you will manage the empty coffin?", "pos": 1198700}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "I will make that my special business.", "pos": 1198792}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "I am pleased with you, Father Fauvent; bring your brother to me to-morrow, after the burial, and tell him to fetch his daughter.", "pos": 1199093}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Listen attentively to me, my little Cosette. We must go away from this house, but we shall return to it, and we shall be very happy here. The good man who lives here is going to carry you off on his back in that. You will wait for me at a lady’s house. I shall come to fetch you. Obey, and say nothing, above all things, unless you want Madame Thénardier to get you again!", "pos": 1199738}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Well? Everything is arranged, and nothing is. I have permission to bring you in; but before bringing you in you must be got out. That’s where the difficulty lies. It is easy enough with the child.", "pos": 1200214}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "You will carry her out?", "pos": 1200436}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "And she will hold her tongue?", "pos": 1200462}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I answer for that.", "pos": 1200494}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "But you, Father Madeleine? Why, get out as you came in!", "pos": 1200515}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Impossible.", "pos": 1200715}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "There is another thing which bothers me. I have said that I would put earth in it. When I come to think it over, the earth instead of the corpse will not seem like the real thing, it won’t do, it will get displaced, it will move about. The men will bear it. You understand, Father Madeleine, the government will notice it. How the de—uce are you going to get out? It must all be done by to-morrow morning. It is to-morrow that I am to bring you in. The prioress expects you.", "pos": 1200791}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What is that empty coffin?", "pos": 1202670}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "The coffin of the administration.", "pos": 1202742}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What coffin? What administration?", "pos": 1202778}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "A nun dies. The municipal doctor comes and says, ‘A nun has died.’ The government sends a coffin. The next day it sends a hearse and undertaker’s men to get the coffin and carry it to the cemetery. The undertaker’s men will come and lift the coffin; there will be nothing in it.", "pos": 1202814}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Put something in it.", "pos": 1203095}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "A corpse? I have none.", "pos": 1203118}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "No.", "pos": 1203143}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "What then?", "pos": 1203149}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "A living person.", "pos": 1203162}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "What person?", "pos": 1203181}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Me!", "pos": 1203196}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "You!", "pos": 1203305}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Why not? You know, Fauchelevent, what you have said: ‘Mother Crucifixion is dead.’ and I add: ‘and Father Madeleine is buried.’", "pos": 1203312}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Ah! good, you can laugh, you are not speaking seriously.", "pos": 1203560}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Very seriously, I must get out of this place.", "pos": 1203619}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Certainly.", "pos": 1203667}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "l have told you to find a basket, and a cover for me also.", "pos": 1203680}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Well?", "pos": 1203741}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "The basket will be of pine, and the cover a black cloth.", "pos": 1203749}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "In the first place, it will be a white cloth. Nuns are buried in white.", "pos": 1203808}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Let it be a white cloth, then.", "pos": 1203882}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "You are not like other men, Father Madeleine.", "pos": 1203915}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "The problem is to get out of here without being seen. This offers the means. But give me some information, in the first place. How is it managed? Where is this coffin?", "pos": 1204345}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "The empty one?", "pos": 1204515}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 1204532}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Downstairs, in what is called the dead-room. It stands on two trestles, under the pall.", "pos": 1204539}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "How long is the coffin?", "pos": 1204629}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Six feet.", "pos": 1204655}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What is this dead-room?", "pos": 1204667}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "It is a chamber on the ground floor which has a grated window opening on the garden, which is closed on the outside by a shutter, and two doors; one leads into the convent, the other into the church.", "pos": 1204693}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What church?", "pos": 1204895}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "The church in the street, the church which any one can enter.", "pos": 1204910}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Have you the keys to those two doors?", "pos": 1204974}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "No; I have the key to the door which communicates with the convent; the porter has the key to the door which communicates with the church.", "pos": 1205014}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "When does the porter open that door?", "pos": 1205155}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Only to allow the undertaker’s men to enter, when they come to get the coffin. When the coffin has been taken out, the door is closed again.", "pos": 1205194}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Who nails up the coffin?", "pos": 1205337}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "I do.", "pos": 1205364}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Who spreads the pall over it?", "pos": 1205372}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "I do.", "pos": 1205404}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Are you alone?", "pos": 1205412}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Not another man, except the police doctor, can enter the dead-room. That is even written on the wall.", "pos": 1205429}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Could you hide me in that room to-night when every one is asleep?", "pos": 1205533}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "No. No. But I could hide you in a small, dark nook which opens on the dead-room, where I keep my tools to use for burials, and of which I have the key.", "pos": 1205601}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "At what time will the hearse come for the coffin to-morrow?", "pos": 1205751}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "About three o’clock in the afternoon. The burial will take place at the Vaugirard cemetery a little before nightfall. It is not very near.", "pos": 1205813}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I will remain concealed in your tool-closet all night and all the morning. And how about food? I shall be hungry.", "pos": 1205954}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "I will bring you something.", "pos": 1206070}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "You can come and nail me up in the coffin at two o’clock.", "pos": 1206100}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "But that is impossible!", "pos": 1206213}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Bah! Impossible to take a hammer and drive some nails in a plank?", "pos": 1206239}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "But how will you manage to breathe?", "pos": 1207404}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I will breathe.", "pos": 1207442}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "In that box! The mere thought of it suffocates me.", "pos": 1207460}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "You surely must have a gimlet, you will make a few holes here and there, around my mouth, and you will nail the top plank on loosely.", "pos": 1207513}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Good! And what if you should happen to cough or to sneeze?", "pos": 1207649}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "A man who is making his escape does not cough or sneeze. Father Fauchelevent, we must come to a decision: I must either be caught here, or accept this escape through the hearse.", "pos": 1207710}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Well, since there is no other means.", "pos": 1208545}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "The only thing which troubles me is what will take place at the cemetery.", "pos": 1208607}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "That is the very point that is not troublesome. If you are sure of coming out of the coffin all right, I am sure of getting you out of the grave. The grave-digger is a drunkard, and a friend of mine. He is Father Mestienne. An old fellow of the old school. The grave-digger puts the corpses in the grave, and I put the grave-digger in my pocket. I will tell you what will take place. They will arrive a little before dusk, three-quarters of an hour before the gates of the cemetery are closed. The hearse will drive directly up to the grave. I shall follow; that is my business. I shall have a hammer, a chisel, and some pincers in my pocket. The hearse halts, the undertaker’s men knot a rope around your coffin and lower you down. The priest says the prayers, makes the sign of the cross, sprinkles the holy water, and takes his departure. I am left alone with Father Mestienne. He is my friend, I tell you. One of two things will happen, he will either be sober, or he will not be sober. If he is not drunk, I shall say to him: ‘Come and drink a bout while the Bon Coing is open.’ I carry him off, I get him drunk,—it does not take long to make Father Mestienne drunk, he always has the beginning of it about him,—I lay him under the table, I take his card, so that I can get into the cemetery again, and I return without him. Then you have no longer any one but me to deal with. If he is drunk, I shall say to him: ‘Be off; I will do your work for you.’ Off he goes, and I drag you out of the hole.", "pos": 1208683}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "That is settled, Father Fauchelevent. All will go well.", "pos": 1210333}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Provided nothing goes wrong. In that case, it would be terrible.", "pos": 1210391}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Here’s a fine farce! Who are you?", "pos": 1216243}
{"speaker": "Grave-digger", "text": "The grave-digger.", "pos": 1216806}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "The grave-digger?", "pos": 1216947}
{"speaker": "Grave-digger", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 1216967}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "You?", "pos": 1216974}
{"speaker": "Grave-digger", "text": "I. Father Mestienne is the grave-digger.", "pos": 1216981}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Father Mestienne is the grave-digger.", "pos": 1216986}
{"speaker": "Grave-digger", "text": "He was.", "pos": 1217026}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "What! He was?", "pos": 1217036}
{"speaker": "Grave-digger", "text": "He is dead.", "pos": 1217052}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "But it is not possible!", "pos": 1217371}
{"speaker": "Grave-digger", "text": "It is so.", "pos": 1217397}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "But. Father Mestienne is the grave-digger.", "pos": 1217409}
{"speaker": "Gribier", "text": "After Napoleon, Louis XVIII. After Mestienne, Gribier. Peasant, my name is Gribier.", "pos": 1217477}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Ah! what queer things do happen! Father Mestienne is dead, but long live little Father Lenoir! Do you know who little Father Lenoir is? He is a jug of red wine. It is a jug of Surêne, morbigou! of real Paris Surêne? Ah! So old Mestienne is dead! I am sorry for it; he was a jolly fellow. But you are a jolly fellow, too. Are you not, comrade? We’ll go and have a drink together presently.", "pos": 1217775}
{"speaker": "The grave-digger", "text": "I have been a student. I passed my fourth examination. I never drink.", "pos": 1218194}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Comrade! I am the convent grave-digger.", "pos": 1218660}
{"speaker": "The grave-digger", "text": "My colleague,", "pos": 1218746}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "So Father Mestienne is dead.", "pos": 1218923}
{"speaker": "The grave-digger", "text": "Completely. The good God consulted his note-book which shows when the time is up. It was Father Mestienne’s turn. Father Mestienne died.", "pos": 1218972}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "The good God—", "pos": 1219147}
{"speaker": "The grave-digger", "text": "The good God. According to the philosophers, the Eternal Father; according to the Jacobins, the Supreme Being.", "pos": 1219163}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Shall we not make each other’s acquaintance?", "pos": 1219308}
{"speaker": "The grave-digger", "text": "It is made. You are a peasant, I am a Parisian.", "pos": 1219379}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "People do not know each other until they have drunk together. He who empties his glass empties his heart. You must come and have a drink with me. Such a thing cannot be refused.", "pos": 1219429}
{"speaker": "The grave-digger", "text": "Business first.", "pos": 1219609}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "I am lost.", "pos": 1219649}
{"speaker": "The grave-digger", "text": "Peasant, I have seven small children who must be fed. As they must eat, I cannot drink. Their hunger is the enemy of my thirst.", "pos": 1219787}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "They have such a nice little Argenteuil wine,", "pos": 1220431}
{"speaker": "The grave-digger", "text": "Villager. I ought not be a grave-digger. My father was a porter at the Prytaneum . He destined me for literature. But he had reverses. He had losses on ’change. I was obliged to renounce the profession of author. But I am still a public writer.", "pos": 1220502}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "So you are not a grave-digger, then?", "pos": 1220769}
{"speaker": "The grave-digger", "text": "The one does not hinder the other. I cumulate.", "pos": 1220875}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Come have a drink,", "pos": 1220972}
{"speaker": "The grave-digger", "text": "One must eat. I have accepted Father Mestienne’s reversion. One gets to be a philosopher when one has nearly completed his classes. To the labor of the hand I join the labor of the arm. I have my scrivener’s stall in the market of the Rue de Sèvres. You know? the Umbrella Market. All the cooks of the Red Cross apply to me. I scribble their declarations of love to the raw soldiers. In the morning I write love letters; in the evening I dig graves. Such is life, rustic. But, a man cannot serve two mistresses. I must choose between the pen and the mattock. The mattock is ruining my hand.", "pos": 1221591}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "What a farce this is!", "pos": 1222589}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Here is the grave.", "pos": 1223947}
{"speaker": "The grave voice", "text": "Qui dormiunt in terræ pulvere, evigilabunt; alii in vitam æternam, et alii in approbrium, ut videant semper.", "pos": 1224647}
{"speaker": "The child’s voice", "text": "De profundis.", "pos": 1224781}
{"speaker": "The grave voice", "text": "Requiem æternam dona ei, Domine.", "pos": 1224827}
{"speaker": "The child’s voice", "text": "Et lux perpetua luceat ei.", "pos": 1224892}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "This will be over soon now. Patience for a little while longer. The priest will take his departure. Fauchelevent will take Mestienne off to drink. I shall be left. Then Fauchelevent will return alone, and I shall get out. That will be the work of a good hour.", "pos": 1225064}
{"speaker": "The grave voice", "text": "Requiescat in pace.", "pos": 1225350}
{"speaker": "The child’s voice", "text": "Amen.", "pos": 1225401}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "There, they are going now. I am alone.", "pos": 1225488}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "I am the one to pay!", "pos": 1226484}
{"speaker": "The grave-digger", "text": "What’s that, peasant?", "pos": 1226566}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "I am the one who pays!", "pos": 1226614}
{"speaker": "The grave-digger", "text": "What?", "pos": 1226639}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "For the wine.", "pos": 1226647}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What wine?", "pos": 1226663}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "That Argenteuil wine.", "pos": 1226676}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Where is the Argenteuil?", "pos": 1226700}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "At the Bon Coing.", "pos": 1226727}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Go to the devil!", "pos": 1226747}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Comrade! Before the Bon Coing is shut!", "pos": 1227060}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I will pay.", "pos": 1227178}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Listen to me, comrade. I am the convent grave-digger, I have come to help you. It is a business which can be performed at night. Let us begin, then, by going for a drink.", "pos": 1227221}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "And if he drinks, will he get drunk?", "pos": 1227495}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Provincial,", "pos": 1227534}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "if you positively insist upon it, I consent. We will drink. After work, never before.", "pos": 1227562}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "It is Argenteuil wine, at six.", "pos": 1227716}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Oh, come,", "pos": 1227749}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "you are a bell-ringer. Ding dong, ding dong, that’s all you know how to say. Go hang yourself.", "pos": 1227784}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Come along and drink,", "pos": 1227994}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "since it is I who pays the bill.", "pos": 1228028}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "When we have put the child to bed,", "pos": 1228063}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "It’s cold to-night, you see, and the corpse would shriek out after us if we were to plant her there without a coverlet.", "pos": 1228207}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "By the way, you new man, have you your card?", "pos": 1229165}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What card?", "pos": 1229237}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The sun is on the point of setting.", "pos": 1229250}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "That’s good, it is going to put on its nightcap.", "pos": 1229288}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The gate of the cemetery will close immediately.", "pos": 1229339}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Well, what then?", "pos": 1229390}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Have you your card?", "pos": 1229409}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Ah! my card?", "pos": 1229431}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Why, no,", "pos": 1229631}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I have not my card. I must have forgotten it.", "pos": 1229651}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Fifteen francs fine,", "pos": 1229699}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Ah! Jésus-mon-Dieu-bancroche-à-bas-la-lune!", "pos": 1229809}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Three pieces of a hundred sous,", "pos": 1229894}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Ah, come now, conscript,", "pos": 1230014}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "none of this despair. There is no question of committing suicide and benefiting the grave. Fifteen francs is fifteen francs, and besides, you may not be able to pay it. I am an old hand, you are a new one. I know all the ropes and the devices. I will give you some friendly advice. One thing is clear, the sun is on the point of setting, it is touching the dome now, the cemetery will be closed in five minutes more.", "pos": 1230060}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "That is true,", "pos": 1230479}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Five minutes more and you will not have time to fill the grave, it is as hollow as the devil, this grave, and to reach the gate in season to pass it before it is shut.", "pos": 1230512}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "That is true.", "pos": 1230682}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "In that case, a fine of fifteen francs.", "pos": 1230698}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Fifteen francs.", "pos": 1230740}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "But you have time. Where do you live?", "pos": 1230758}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "A couple of steps from the barrier, a quarter of an hour from here. No. 87 Rue de Vaugirard.", "pos": 1230798}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "You have just time to get out by taking to your heels at your best speed.", "pos": 1230893}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "That is exactly so.", "pos": 1230969}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Once outside the gate, you gallop home, you get your card, you return, the cemetery porter admits you. As you have your card, there will be nothing to pay. And you will bury your corpse. I’ll watch it for you in the meantime, so that it shall not run away.", "pos": 1230991}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I am indebted to you for my life, peasant.", "pos": 1231250}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Decamp!", "pos": 1231295}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Father Madeleine!", "pos": 1231585}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Are you there?", "pos": 1231764}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "He is dead!", "pos": 1232288}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "And this is the way I save his life!", "pos": 1232438}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "It is Father Mestienne’s fault. Why did that fool die? What need was there for him to give up the ghost at the very moment when no one was expecting it? It is he who has killed M. Madeleine. Father Madeleine! He is in the coffin. It is quite handy. All is over. Now, is there any sense in these things? Ah! my God! he is dead! Well! and his little girl, what am I to do with her? What will the fruit-seller say? The idea of its being possible for a man like that to die like this! When I think how he put himself under that cart! Father Madeleine! Father Madeleine! Pardine! He was suffocated, I said so. He wouldn’t believe me. Well! Here’s a pretty trick to play! He is dead, that good man, the very best man out of all the good God’s good folks! And his little girl! Ah! In the first place, I won’t go back there myself. I shall stay here. After having done such a thing as that! What’s the use of being two old men, if we are two old fools! But, in the first place, how did he manage to enter the convent? That was the beginning of it all. One should not do such things. Father Madeleine! Father Madeleine! Father Madeleine! Madeleine! Monsieur Madeleine! Monsieur le Maire! He does not hear me. Now get out of this scrape if you can!", "pos": 1232638}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I fell asleep,", "pos": 1234459}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Just, good Virgin! How you frightened me!", "pos": 1234571}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Thanks, Father Madeleine!", "pos": 1234654}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "So you are not dead! Oh! How wise you are! I called you so much that you came back. When I saw your eyes shut, I said: ‘Good! there he is, stifled,’ I should have gone raving mad, mad enough for a strait jacket. They would have put me in Bicêtre. What do you suppose I should have done if you had been dead? And your little girl? There’s that fruit-seller,—she would never have understood it! The child is thrust into your arms, and then—the grandfather is dead! What a story! good saints of paradise, what a tale! Ah! you are alive, that’s the best of it!", "pos": 1234860}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I am cold,", "pos": 1235419}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Let us get out of here quickly,", "pos": 1235762}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "But first, take a drop,", "pos": 1235905}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Let us go. I will keep the shovel; do you carry off the mattock. You are benumbed. It is a pity that I have a game leg, for otherwise we might step out briskly.", "pos": 1236745}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Bah! four paces will put life into my legs once more.", "pos": 1237215}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "How well everything is going! what a capital idea that was of yours, Father Madeleine! Father Madeleine. Your eyes are better than mine. Show me No. 87.", "pos": 1237569}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Here it is,", "pos": 1238009}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "There is no one in the street. Give me your mattock and wait a couple of minutes for me.", "pos": 1238042}
{"speaker": "Gribier", "text": "Come in.", "pos": 1238346}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "I have brought you back your shovel and pick.", "pos": 1239516}
{"speaker": "Gribier", "text": "Is it you, peasant?", "pos": 1239602}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "And to-morrow morning you will find your card with the porter of the cemetery.", "pos": 1239624}
{"speaker": "Gribier", "text": "What is the meaning of this?", "pos": 1239754}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "The meaning of it is, that you dropped your card out of your pocket, that I found it on the ground after you were gone, that I have buried the corpse, that I have filled the grave, that I have done your work, that the porter will return your card to you, and that you will not have to pay fifteen francs. There you have it, conscript.", "pos": 1239803}
{"speaker": "Gribier", "text": "Thanks, villager! The next time I will pay for the drinks.", "pos": 1240140}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "You are the brother?", "pos": 1242545}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Yes, reverend Mother,", "pos": 1242568}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "What is your name?", "pos": 1242614}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Ultime Fauchelevent.", "pos": 1242658}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Where do you come from?", "pos": 1242737}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "From Picquigny, near Amiens.", "pos": 1242786}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "What is your age?", "pos": 1242817}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Fifty.", "pos": 1242860}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "What is your profession?", "pos": 1242869}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Gardener.", "pos": 1242919}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Are you a good Christian?", "pos": 1242931}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Every one is in the family.", "pos": 1242982}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "Is this your little girl?", "pos": 1243012}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Yes, reverend Mother.", "pos": 1243063}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "You are her father?", "pos": 1243087}
{"speaker": "Fauchelevent", "text": "Her grandfather.", "pos": 1243132}
{"speaker": "The vocal mother", "text": "He answers well.", "pos": 1243204}
{"speaker": "Mother Innocente", "text": "She will grow up ugly. Father Fauvent, you will get another knee-cap with a bell. Two will be required now.", "pos": 1243353}
{"speaker": "nuns", "text": "He is an assistant gardener.", "pos": 1243957}
{"speaker": "The vocal mothers", "text": "He is a brother of Father Fauvent.", "pos": 1244013}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Father, if I had known, I would have brought her away with me.", "pos": 1247460}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Father, what is there in that box which smells so good?", "pos": 1248160}
{"speaker": "A voice within his conscience", "text": "The most divine of human generosities, the expiation for others.", "pos": 1257760}
{"speaker": "The enormous city", "text": "What is this? It is my little one.", "pos": 1263224}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Hey there!", "pos": 1265899}
{"speaker": "A street Arab", "text": "how long has it been customary for doctors to carry home their own work?", "pos": 1265937}
{"speaker": "A grave man", "text": "You good-for-nothing, you have seized my wife’s waist!", "pos": 1266111}
{"speaker": "A street Arab", "text": "I, sir? Search me!", "pos": 1266168}
{"speaker": "The street Arab", "text": "Hi there! The bugaboo!", "pos": 1268580}
{"speaker": "Parisian gamin", "text": "Dieu de Dieu! What ill-luck I do have! to think that I have never yet seen anybody tumble from a fifth-story window!", "pos": 1280566}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Father So-and-So, your wife has died of her malady; why did you not send for the doctor?", "pos": 1280786}
{"speaker": "peasant", "text": "What would you have, sir, we poor folks die of ourselves.", "pos": 1280877}
{"speaker": "Child of Paris", "text": "He is talking to his black cap! Oh, the sneak!", "pos": 1281210}
{"speaker": "Lacenaire", "text": "I was jealous of him.", "pos": 1282198}
{"speaker": "Gamin", "text": "Don’t reproach each other for your basket. Let me climb up, m’sieu le gendarme. I will not fall.", "pos": 1282708}
{"speaker": "Gendarme", "text": "I don’t care if you do,", "pos": 1283093}
{"speaker": "Gamin", "text": "I am fine and strong, come now!", "pos": 1283426}
{"speaker": "Gamin", "text": "Ohé, Titi, ohééé! Here comes the bobby, here comes the p’lice, pick up your duds and be off, through the sewer with you!", "pos": 1284330}
{"speaker": "Louis Philippe", "text": "The pear is on that also.", "pos": 1285190}
{"speaker": "passer-by", "text": "Why are you doing that at the gate?", "pos": 1285434}
{"speaker": "boy", "text": "There is a curé there.", "pos": 1285508}
{"speaker": "Gamin", "text": "Such an one is a traitor; such another is very malicious; such another is great; such another is ridiculous.", "pos": 1286337}
{"speaker": "Paris", "text": "How stupid I am!", "pos": 1295399}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Old women are never lacking.", "pos": 1304662}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Mother So-and-So, if any one should chance to come and inquire for a Pole or an Italian, or even a Spaniard, perchance, it is I.", "pos": 1305564}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Whence come you?", "pos": 1305879}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "From the street.", "pos": 1305910}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Whither are you going?", "pos": 1305964}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Into the streets.", "pos": 1306001}
{"speaker": "Gavroche's mother", "text": "What did you come here for?", "pos": 1306045}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "I am too old. I am too poor. If I were not ruined—Héée!", "pos": 1308470}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Ah! carogne! By the pantoufloche of the pantouflochade! I have, in truth, some penetration; I am able to say when a flea bites me, from what woman it came.", "pos": 1309409}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Nature,", "pos": 1310200}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "in order that civilization may have a little of everything, gives it even specimens of its amusing barbarism. Europe possesses specimens of Asia and Africa on a small scale. The cat is a drawing-room tiger, the lizard is a pocket crocodile. The dancers at the opera are pink female savages. They do not eat men, they crunch them; or, magicians that they are, they transform them into oysters and swallow them. The Caribbeans leave only the bones, they leave only the shell. Such are our morals. We do not devour, we gnaw; we do not exterminate, we claw.", "pos": 1310219}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "The French Revolution is a heap of blackguards.", "pos": 1313213}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "How pretty she was—that Guimard-Guimardini-Guimardinette, the last time I saw her at Longchamps, her hair curled in sustained sentiments, with her come-and-see of turquoises, her gown of the color of persons newly arrived, and her little agitation muff!", "pos": 1313754}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "I was dressed like a Turk of the Levant Levantin,” said he.", "pos": 1314119}
{"speaker": "Madame de Boufflers", "text": "a charming fool.", "pos": 1314268}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Oh!", "pos": 1314505}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "what people these are! Corbière! Humann! Casimir Périer! There’s a minister for you! I can imagine this in a journal: ‘M. Gillenorman, minister!’ that would be a farce. Well! They are so stupid that it would pass", "pos": 1314520}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What a charming grand seigneur,", "pos": 1315723}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "and what a fine air he had with his blue ribbon!", "pos": 1315766}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The elixir of gold,", "pos": 1316059}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "the yellow dye of Bestucheff, General Lamotte’s drops, in the eighteenth century,—this was the great remedy for the catastrophes of love, the panacea against Venus, at one louis the half-ounce phial. Louis XV. sent two hundred phials of it to the Pope.", "pos": 1316095}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I hope that I shall not see ninety-three twice.", "pos": 1316972}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "When a man is passionately fond of women, and when he has himself a wife for whom he cares but little, who is homely, cross, legitimate, with plenty of rights, perched on the code, and jealous at need, there is but one way of extricating himself from the quandry and of procuring peace, and that is to let his wife control the purse-strings. This abdication sets him free. Then his wife busies herself, grows passionately fond of handling coin, gets her fingers covered with verdigris in the process, undertakes the education of half-share tenants and the training of farmers, convokes lawyers, presides over notaries, harangues scriveners, visits limbs of the law, follows lawsuits, draws up leases, dictates contracts, feels herself the sovereign, sells, buys, regulates, promises and compromises, binds fast and annuls, yields, concedes and retrocedes, arranges, disarranges, hoards, lavishes; she commits follies, a supreme and personal delight, and that consoles her. While her husband disdains her, she has the satisfaction of ruining her husband.", "pos": 1317170}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "All that’s the Rue Quincampois!", "pos": 1318946}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "How much wages do you want a month?", "pos": 1319675}
{"speaker": "Olympie", "text": "Thirty francs.", "pos": 1319736}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "What is your name?", "pos": 1319753}
{"speaker": "Olympie", "text": "Olympie.", "pos": 1319774}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "You shall have fifty francs, and you shall be called Nicolette.", "pos": 1319785}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Well, what now? What’s the matter? You are finely taken aback, and really, you are excessively ignorant. M. le Duc d’Angoulême, the bastard of his Majesty Charles IX., married a silly jade of fifteen when he was eighty-five; M. Virginal, Marquis d’Alluye, brother to the Cardinal de Sourdis, Archbishop of Bordeaux, had, at the age of eighty-three, by the maid of Madame la Présidente Jacquin, a son, a real child of love, who became a Chevalier of Malta and a counsellor of state; one of the great men of this century, the Abbé Tabaraud, is the son of a man of eighty-seven. There is nothing out of the ordinary in these things. And then, the Bible! Upon that I declare that this little gentleman is none of mine. Let him be taken care of. It is not his fault. I insist upon it that the mother shall treat them well. I shall go to see them from time to time. I lost him young,", "pos": 1321021}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "That was indecently done! I am really ashamed of this pilfering. Everything has degenerated in this century, even the rascals. Morbleu! this is not the way to rob a man of my standing. I am robbed as though in a forest, but badly robbed. Silvæ sint consule dignæ!", "pos": 1323171}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "He is the disgrace of my family,", "pos": 1323846}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The day is vulgar,", "pos": 1325052}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "and deserves only a closed shutter. Fashionable people only light up their minds when the zenith lights up its stars.", "pos": 1325082}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Here, sir! rascal, scoundrel, come here!—Answer me, you scamp! Just let me see you, you good-for-nothing!", "pos": 1329946}
{"speaker": "Madame de T.", "text": "a very mixed society,", "pos": 1331783}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Refoncez dans vos culottes Le bout d’ chemis’ qui vous pend. Qu’on n’ dis’ pas qu’ les patriotes Ont arboré l’ drapeau blanc?", "pos": 1332559}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "an abominably Jacobin chamber,", "pos": 1333109}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Ah! ça ira ça ira ça ira! Les Bonapartistes à la lanterne!", "pos": 1333489}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "a Buonapartist.", "pos": 1333786}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "friends and brothers", "pos": 1333835}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Do you know? That is the Lamothe of the affair of the necklace.", "pos": 1334091}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "held in consideration", "pos": 1335335}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "celebrity", "pos": 1335391}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "All kings who are not the King of France, are provincial kings.", "pos": 1336266}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "To what was the editor of the Courrier Français condemned?", "pos": 1336434}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "To be suspended.", "pos": 1336495}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Sus is superfluous. There goes his Excellency the Evil One.", "pos": 1336514}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "poor child,", "pos": 1337168}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "a brigand of the Loire.", "pos": 1337210}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "the disgrace of his family.", "pos": 1337360}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "these are gardens,", "pos": 1338355}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "these are bouquets.", "pos": 1338408}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "brigand of the Loire.", "pos": 1340304}
{"speaker": "the Emperor", "text": "You are a colonel, you are a baron, you are an officer of the Legion of Honor!", "pos": 1345143}
{"speaker": "Pontmercy", "text": "Sire, I thank you for my widow.", "pos": 1345243}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "illegal", "pos": 1346338}
{"speaker": "Pontmercy", "text": "I do not know whether I no longer understand French, or whether you no longer speak it; but the fact is that I do not understand.", "pos": 1346488}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "A Monsieur le Commandant Pontmercy.", "pos": 1346841}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "General Bonaparte", "pos": 1347051}
{"speaker": "Colonel Pontmercy", "text": "Mr. Crown Attorney, am I permitted to wear my scar?", "pos": 1347423}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "The greatest families are forced into it.", "pos": 1347831}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "a bandit his Baronship.", "pos": 1348653}
{"speaker": "M. Larose", "text": "Bah! Who is there who is not fifty years old? a few greenhorns perhaps?", "pos": 1355619}
{"speaker": "Cardinal de Cl****** T*******", "text": "Mark, Abbé, I make a cannon.", "pos": 1357299}
{"speaker": "Duc de Val********", "text": "The Cardinals are the peers of France of Rome; the lords are the peers of France of England.", "pos": 1358447}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "soiled by the usurper.", "pos": 1360282}
{"speaker": "A worthy old marquise", "text": "My people.", "pos": 1361773}
{"speaker": "Doctrinarians", "text": "Thanks for Royalism! It has rendered more than one service. It has brought back tradition, worship, religion, respect. It is faithful, brave, chivalric, loving, devoted. It has mingled, though with regret, the secular grandeurs of the monarchy with the new grandeurs of the nation. Its mistake is not to understand the Revolution, the Empire, glory, liberty, young ideas, young generations, the age. But this mistake which it makes with regard to us,—have we not sometimes been guilty of it towards them? The Revolution, whose heirs we are, ought to be intelligent on all points. To attack Royalism is a misconstruction of liberalism. What an error! And what blindness! Revolutionary France is wanting in respect towards historic France, that is to say, towards its mother, that is to say, towards itself. After the 5th of September, the nobility of the monarchy is treated as the nobility of the Empire was treated after the 5th of July. They were unjust to the eagle, we are unjust to the fleur-de-lys. It seems that we must always have something to proscribe! Does it serve any purpose to ungild the crown of Louis XIV., to scrape the coat of arms of Henry IV.? We scoff at M. de Vaublanc for erasing the N’s from the bridge of Jena! What was it that he did? What are we doing? Bouvines belongs to us as well as Marengo. The fleurs-de-lys are ours as well as the N’s. That is our patrimony. To what purpose shall we diminish it? We must not deny our country in the past any more than in the present. Why not accept the whole of history? Why not love the whole of France?", "pos": 1366307}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Marius, you will set out for Vernon to-morrow.", "pos": 1370063}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Why?", "pos": 1370136}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "To see your father.", "pos": 1370156}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Nothing is more simple,", "pos": 1370799}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "It appears that he is ill. He demands your presence. Set out to-morrow morning. I think there is a coach which leaves the Cour des Fontaines at six o’clock, and which arrives in the evening. Take it. He says that here is haste.", "pos": 1370933}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "M. Pontmercy’s house. M. Pontmercy? Is this his house? Can I speak with him? But I am his son! He is expecting me.", "pos": 1371689}
{"speaker": "The woman", "text": "He no longer expects you,", "pos": 1372196}
{"speaker": "the colonel", "text": "For my son.—The Emperor made me a Baron on the battle-field of Waterloo. Since the Restoration disputes my right to this title which I purchased with my blood, my son shall take it and bear it. That he will be worthy of it is a matter of course. At that same battle of Waterloo, a sergeant saved my life. The man’s name was Thénardier. I think that he has recently been keeping a little inn, in a village in the neighborhood of Paris, at Chelles or Montfermeil. If my son meets him, he will do all the good he can to Thénardier.", "pos": 1375188}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "This is my place, sir. I beg your pardon, sir, for having disturbed you a while ago, and for again disturbing you at this moment; you must have thought me intrusive, and I will explain myself.", "pos": 1377061}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "There is no need of that, Sir. Sir,", "pos": 1377452}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "Yes! I do not wish you to have a bad opinion of me. You see, I am attached to this place. It seems to me that the mass is better from here. Why? I will tell you. It is from this place, that I have watched a poor, brave father come regularly, every two or three months, for the last ten years, since he had no other opportunity and no other way of seeing his child, because he was prevented by family arrangements. He came at the hour when he knew that his son would be brought to mass. The little one never suspected that his father was there. Perhaps he did not even know that he had a father, poor innocent! The father kept behind a pillar, so that he might not be seen. He gazed at his child and he wept. He adored that little fellow, poor man! I could see that. This spot has become sanctified in my sight, and I have contracted a habit of coming hither to listen to the mass. I prefer it to the stall to which I have a right, in my capacity of warden. I knew that unhappy gentleman a little, too. He had a father-in-law, a wealthy aunt, relatives, I don’t know exactly what all, who threatened to disinherit the child if he, the father, saw him. He sacrificed himself in order that his son might be rich and happy some day. He was separated from him because of political opinions. Certainly, I approve of political opinions, but there are people who do not know where to stop. Mon Dieu! a man is not a monster because he was at Waterloo; a father is not separated from his child for such a reason as that. He was one of Bonaparte’s colonels. He is dead, I believe. He lived at Vernon, where I have a brother who is a curé, and his name was something like Pontmarie or Montpercy. He had a fine sword-cut, on my honor.", "pos": 1377498}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Pontmercy,", "pos": 1379245}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "Precisely, Pontmercy. Did you know him?", "pos": 1379290}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Sir, he was my father.", "pos": 1379332}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "Ah! you are the child! Yes, that’s true, he must be a man by this time. Well! poor child, you may say that you had a father who loved you dearly!", "pos": 1379421}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I have arranged a hunting-party with some friends. Will you permit me to be absent for three days?", "pos": 1379693}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Four! Go and amuse yourself. Some love affair!", "pos": 1379794}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Bah! bah! He is just of the age for the girls! The deuce! I thought it was only an affair of gallantry. It seems that it is an affair of passion!", "pos": 1381136}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Father! Here I am! It is I! I have the same heart as thou! I am thy son! Alas!", "pos": 1384023}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Long live the Emperor!", "pos": 1388814}
{"speaker": "Nations", "text": "The great nation!", "pos": 1389881}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "In love! I know all about it.", "pos": 1393653}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "Where is it that he goes off like this?", "pos": 1393728}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "He is getting decidedly wild,", "pos": 1394139}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Go! Here he is passing the night out again.", "pos": 1395326}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "This is too much! But where is it that he goes?", "pos": 1395627}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "You here, Théodule!", "pos": 1396800}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "On my way through town, aunt.", "pos": 1396837}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "Embrace me.", "pos": 1396869}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "Here goes!", "pos": 1396883}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "You will remain with us a week at least?", "pos": 1396988}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "I leave this very evening, aunt.", "pos": 1397031}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "It is not possible!", "pos": 1397066}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "Mathematically!", "pos": 1397088}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "Remain, my little Théodule, I beseech you.", "pos": 1397106}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "My heart says ‘yes,’ but my orders say ‘no.’ The matter is simple. They are changing our garrison; we have been at Melun, we are being transferred to Gaillon. It is necessary to pass through Paris in order to get from the old post to the new one. I said: ‘I am going to see my aunt.’", "pos": 1397151}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "Here is something for your trouble.", "pos": 1397437}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "For my pleasure, you mean to say, my dear aunt.", "pos": 1397512}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "Are you making the journey on horseback, with your regiment?", "pos": 1397701}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "No, aunt. I wanted to see you. I have special permission. My servant is taking my horse; I am travelling by diligence. And, by the way, I want to ask you something.", "pos": 1397779}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "What is it?", "pos": 1397946}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "Is my cousin Marius Pontmercy travelling so, too?", "pos": 1397960}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "How do you know that?", "pos": 1398012}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "On my arrival, I went to the diligence to engage my seat in the coupé.", "pos": 1398106}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "Well?", "pos": 1398179}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "A traveller had already come to engage a seat in the imperial. I saw his name on the card.", "pos": 1398187}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "What name?", "pos": 1398280}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "Marius Pontmercy.", "pos": 1398293}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "The wicked fellow! Ah! your cousin is not a steady lad like yourself. To think that he is to pass the night in a diligence!", "pos": 1398313}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "Just as I am going to do.", "pos": 1398461}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "But you—it is your duty; in his case, it is wildness.", "pos": 1398489}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "Bosh!", "pos": 1398545}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "Are you aware whether your cousin knows you?", "pos": 1398736}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "No. I have seen him; but he has never deigned to notice me.", "pos": 1398783}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "So you are going to travel together?", "pos": 1398845}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "He in the imperial, I in the coupé.", "pos": 1398884}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "Where does this diligence run?", "pos": 1398922}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "To Andelys.", "pos": 1398955}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "Then that is where Marius is going?", "pos": 1398969}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "Unless, like myself, he should stop on the way. I get down at Vernon, in order to take the branch coach for Gaillon. I know nothing of Marius’ plan of travel.", "pos": 1399007}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "Marius! what an ugly name! what possessed them to name him Marius? While you, at least, are called Théodule.", "pos": 1399168}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "I would rather be called Alfred,", "pos": 1399279}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "Listen, Théodule.", "pos": 1399332}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "I am listening, aunt.", "pos": 1399352}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "Pay attention.", "pos": 1399376}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "I am paying attention.", "pos": 1399393}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "You understand?", "pos": 1399418}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 1399436}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "Well, Marius absents himself!", "pos": 1399443}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "Eh! eh!", "pos": 1399475}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "He travels.", "pos": 1399485}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "Ah! ah!", "pos": 1399499}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "He spends the night out.", "pos": 1399509}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "Oh! oh!", "pos": 1399536}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "We should like to know what there is behind all this.", "pos": 1399546}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "Some petticoat or other. A lass.", "pos": 1399659}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "That is evident. Do us a favor. Follow Marius a little. He does not know you, it will be easy. Since a lass there is, try to get a sight of her. You must write us the tale. It will amuse his grandfather.", "pos": 1399759}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "As you please, aunt. Here I am a duenna.", "pos": 1400393}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "You are not the man to play such pranks, Théodule. You obey discipline, you are the slave of orders, you are a man of scruples and duty, and you would not quit your family to go and see a creature.", "pos": 1400516}
{"speaker": "the conductor", "text": "Vernon! relay of Vernon! Travellers for Vernon!", "pos": 1401094}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "Good, this is where I get out.", "pos": 1401174}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "Can that be Marius?", "pos": 1402036}
{"speaker": "A little peasant girl", "text": "Give your ladies flowers!", "pos": 1402233}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "Come now, this piques my curiosity. Who the deuce is he going to carry those flowers to? She must be a splendidly handsome woman for so fine a bouquet. I want to see her. Capital. Rendezvous seasoned with a bit of mass are the best sort. Nothing is so exquisite as an ogle which passes over the good God’s head. The rendezvous is appointed outside. Let’s have a look at the lass.", "pos": 1402347}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "He is sleeping out.", "pos": 1403999}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "I like this better. Victory! We are about to penetrate the mystery! We are going to learn the most minute details; we are going to lay our finger on the debaucheries of our sly friend! Here we have the romance itself. I have the portrait! For this evidently is a portrait. I know all about such things. That is worn tenderly on the heart. How stupid they are! Some abominable fright that will make us shudder, probably! Young men have such bad taste nowadays!", "pos": 1405837}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "Let us see, father,", "pos": 1406937}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "From the same to the same. I know what it is. A billet-doux.", "pos": 1407082}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "Ah! let us read it!", "pos": 1407193}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "For my son.—The Emperor made me a Baron on the battlefield of Waterloo. Since the Restoration disputes my right to this title which I purchased with my blood, my son shall take it and bear it. That he will be worthy of it is a matter of course. It is the slasher’s handwriting.", "pos": 1407307}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Carry those duds away.", "pos": 1408368}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "A pretty state of things!", "pos": 1408666}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Well! well! well! well! well! so you are a baron now. I present you my compliments. What is the meaning of this?", "pos": 1408995}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "It means that I am the son of my father.", "pos": 1409149}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "I am your father.", "pos": 1409244}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "My father, was a humble and heroic man, who served the Republic and France gloriously, who was great in the greatest history that men have ever made, who lived in the bivouac for a quarter of a century, beneath grape-shot and bullets, in snow and mud by day, beneath rain at night, who captured two flags, who received twenty wounds, who died forgotten and abandoned, and who never committed but one mistake, which was to love too fondly two ingrates, his country and myself.", "pos": 1409264}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Marius! Abominable child! I do not know what your father was! I do not wish to know! I know nothing about that, and I do not know him! But what I do know is, that there never was anything but scoundrels among those men! They were all rascals, assassins, red-caps, thieves! I say all! I say all! I know not one! I say all! Do you hear me, Marius! See here, you are no more a baron than my slipper is! They were all bandits in the service of Robespierre! All who served B-u-o-naparté were brigands! They were all traitors who betrayed, betrayed, betrayed their legitimate king! All cowards who fled before the Prussians and the English at Waterloo! That is what I do know! Whether Monsieur your father comes in that category, I do not know! I am sorry for it, so much the worse, your humble servant!", "pos": 1410170}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Down with the Bourbons, and that great hog of a Louis XVIII.!", "pos": 1411943}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Be off!", "pos": 1412992}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "Revolution, but civilization", "pos": 1422441}
{"speaker": "his friends", "text": "even to chimæras,", "pos": 1424802}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "The good must be innocent,", "pos": 1427002}
{"speaker": "Bahorel", "text": "Never a lawyer. What a fine old man! What a monument! They are peasants and not bourgeois; that is the reason they are intelligent.", "pos": 1434886}
{"speaker": "the King", "text": "What is your request?", "pos": 1436334}
{"speaker": "The man", "text": "Sire, a post-office.", "pos": 1436373}
{"speaker": "the King", "text": "What is your name?", "pos": 1436396}
{"speaker": "The man", "text": "L’Aigle. Sire. I had for ancestor a keeper of the hounds surnamed Lesgueules. This surname furnished my name. I am called Lesgueules, by contraction Lesgle, and by corruption l’Aigle.", "pos": 1436417}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "I live under falling tiles.", "pos": 1437764}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "Good day, Guignon,", "pos": 1438312}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Pull off my boots, you five-louis jade.", "pos": 1438689}
{"speaker": "Jean Prouvaire", "text": "You may fly away on the four L’s,", "pos": 1439838}
{"speaker": "Irma Boissy", "text": "Grantaire is impossible", "pos": 1441708}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "If I only chose! There is but one certainty, my full glass. They are greatly in advance to be dead. There is a gibbet which has been a success. J’aimons les filles, et j’aimons le bon vin.", "pos": 1441868}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "What fine marble!", "pos": 1445577}
{"speaker": "Laigle de Meaux", "text": "Monsieur Marius Pontmercy!", "pos": 1447126}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Hey?", "pos": 1447275}
{"speaker": "Laigle de Meaux", "text": "You are M. Marius Pontmercy?", "pos": 1447291}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Certainly.", "pos": 1447322}
{"speaker": "Laigle de Meaux", "text": "I was looking for you,", "pos": 1447335}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "How so? I do not know you.", "pos": 1447385}
{"speaker": "Laigle de Meaux", "text": "Neither do I know you. You were not at the school day before yesterday.", "pos": 1447562}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "That is possible.", "pos": 1447849}
{"speaker": "Laigle de Meaux", "text": "That is certain.", "pos": 1447869}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "You are a student?", "pos": 1447888}
{"speaker": "Laigle de Meaux", "text": "Yes, sir. Like yourself. Day before yesterday, I entered the school, by chance. You know, one does have such freaks sometimes. The professor was just calling the roll. You are not unaware that they are very ridiculous on such occasions. At the third call, unanswered, your name is erased from the list. Sixty francs in the gulf. It was Blondeau who was making the call. You know Blondeau, he has a very pointed and very malicious nose, and he delights to scent out the absent. He slyly began with the letter P. I was not listening, not being compromised by that letter. The call was not going badly. No erasures; the universe was present. Blondeau was grieved. I said to myself: ‘Blondeau, my love, you will not get the very smallest sort of an execution to-day.’ All at once Blondeau calls, ‘Marius Pontmercy!’ No one answers. Blondeau, filled with hope, repeats more loudly: ‘Marius Pontmercy!’ And he takes his pen. Monsieur, I have bowels of compassion. I said to myself hastily: ‘Here’s a brave fellow who is going to get scratched out. Attention. Here is a veritable mortal who is not exact. He’s not a good student. Here is none of your heavy-sides, a student who studies, a greenhorn pedant, strong on letters, theology, science, and sapience, one of those dull wits cut by the square; a pin by profession. He is an honorable idler who lounges, who practises country jaunts, who cultivates the grisette, who pays court to the fair sex, who is at this very moment, perhaps, with my mistress. Let us save him. Death to Blondeau!’ At that moment, Blondeau dipped his pen in, all black with erasures in the ink, cast his yellow eyes round the audience room, and repeated for the third time: ‘Marius Pontmercy!’ I replied: ‘Present!’ This is why you were not crossed off.", "pos": 1447926}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Monsieur!—", "pos": 1449729}
{"speaker": "Laigle de Meaux", "text": "And why I was,", "pos": 1449755}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I do not understand you,", "pos": 1449795}
{"speaker": "Laigle de Meaux", "text": "Nothing is more simple. I was close to the desk to reply, and close to the door for the purpose of flight. The professor gazed at me with a certain intensity. All of a sudden, Blondeau, who must be the malicious nose alluded to by Boileau, skipped to the letter L. L is my letter. I am from Meaux, and my name is Lesgle.", "pos": 1449852}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "L’Aigle! what fine name!", "pos": 1450175}
{"speaker": "Laigle de Meaux", "text": "Monsieur, Blondeau came to this fine name, and called: ‘Laigle!’ I reply: ‘Present!’ Then Blondeau gazes at me, with the gentleness of a tiger, and says to me: ‘If you are Pontmercy, you are not Laigle.’ A phrase which has a disobliging air for you, but which was lugubrious only for me. That said, he crossed me off.", "pos": 1450224}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I am mortified, sir—", "pos": 1450563}
{"speaker": "Laigle", "text": "First of all. I demand permission to embalm Blondeau in a few phrases of deeply felt eulogium. I will assume that he is dead. There will be no great change required in his gauntness, in his pallor, in his coldness, and in his smell. And I say: ‘Erudimini qui judicatis terram. Here lies Blondeau, Blondeau the Nose, Blondeau Nasica, the ox of discipline, bos disciplinæ, the bloodhound of the password, the angel of the roll-call, who was upright, square, exact, rigid, honest, and hideous. God crossed him off as he crossed me off.’", "pos": 1450586}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I am very sorry—", "pos": 1451160}
{"speaker": "Laigle de Meaux", "text": "Young man, let this serve you as a lesson. In future, be exact.", "pos": 1451179}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I really beg you a thousand pardons.", "pos": 1451269}
{"speaker": "Laigle de Meaux", "text": "Do not expose your neighbor to the danger of having his name erased again.", "pos": 1451308}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I am extremely sorry—", "pos": 1451385}
{"speaker": "Laigle", "text": "And I am delighted. I was on the brink of becoming a lawyer. This erasure saves me. I renounce the triumphs of the bar. I shall not defend the widow, and I shall not attack the orphan. No more toga, no more stage. Here is my erasure all ready for me. It is to you that I am indebted for it, Monsieur Pontmercy. I intend to pay a solemn call of thanks upon you. Where do you live?", "pos": 1451436}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "In this cab,", "pos": 1451818}
{"speaker": "Laigle", "text": "A sign of opulence. I congratulate you. You have there a rent of nine thousand francs per annum.", "pos": 1451846}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "hotel de la Porte-Saint-Jacques.", "pos": 1452516}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "By the way, have you any political opinions?", "pos": 1453269}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "The idea!", "pos": 1453316}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "What are you?", "pos": 1453375}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "A democrat-Bonapartist.", "pos": 1453391}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "The gray hue of a reassured rat. I must give you your entry to the revolution. A pupil.", "pos": 1453417}
{"speaker": "Bahorel", "text": "Down with tragedy dear to the bourgeois!", "pos": 1455305}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "You are wrong, Bahorel. The bourgeoisie loves tragedy, and the bourgeoisie must be left at peace on that score. Bewigged tragedy has a reason for its existence, and I am not one of those who, by order of Æschylus, contest its right to existence. There are rough outlines in nature; there are, in creation, ready-made parodies; a beak which is not a beak, wings which are not wings, gills which are not gills, paws which are not paws, a cry of pain which arouses a desire to laugh, there is the duck. Now, since poultry exists by the side of the bird, I do not see why classic tragedy should not exist in the face of antique tragedy.", "pos": 1455399}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Pay attention. This is the Rue Plâtrière, now called Rue Jean-Jacques Rousseau, on account of a singular household which lived in it sixty years ago. This consisted of Jean-Jacques and Thérèse. From time to time, little beings were born there. Thérèse gave birth to them, Jean-Jacques represented them as foundlings.", "pos": 1456165}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Silence in the presence of Jean-Jacques! I admire that man. He denied his own children, that may be; but he adopted the people.", "pos": 1456528}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "—And as for me, although I am hardly a legist, and at the most, an amateur attorney, I maintain this: that, in accordance with the terms of the customs of Normandy, at Saint-Michel, and for each year, an equivalent must be paid to the profit of the lord of the manor, saving the rights of others, and by all and several, the proprietors as well as those seized with inheritance, and that, for all emphyteuses, leases, freeholds, contracts of domain, mortgages—", "pos": 1466424}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "Echo, plaintive nymph,", "pos": 1466887}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Let us begin by finding names. When one has the names, one finds the subject.", "pos": 1467193}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "That is true. Dictate. I will write.", "pos": 1467273}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Monsieur Dorimon.", "pos": 1467312}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "An independent gentleman?", "pos": 1467332}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Of course.", "pos": 1467360}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "His daughter, Célestine.", "pos": 1467373}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "—tine. What next?", "pos": 1467400}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Colonel Sainval.", "pos": 1467420}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Sainval is stale. I should say Valsin.", "pos": 1467439}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The deuce! Look out for yourself. He is a fine swordsman. His play is neat. He has the attack, no wasted feints, wrist, dash, lightning, a just parade, mathematical parries, bigre! and he is left-handed.", "pos": 1467744}
{"speaker": "Joly", "text": "You are in luck, that you are,", "pos": 1468044}
{"speaker": "Bahorel", "text": "That is a fault of hers. One’s mistress does wrong to laugh. That encourages one to deceive her. To see her gay removes your remorse; if you see her sad, your conscience pricks you.", "pos": 1468160}
{"speaker": "Joly", "text": "Ingrate! a woman who laughs is such a good thing! And you never quarrel!", "pos": 1468344}
{"speaker": "Bahorel", "text": "That is because of the treaty which we have made. On forming our little Holy Alliance we assigned ourselves each our frontier, which we never cross. What is situated on the side of winter belongs to Vaud, on the side of the wind to Gex. Hence the peace.", "pos": 1468419}
{"speaker": "Joly", "text": "Peace is happiness digesting.", "pos": 1468675}
{"speaker": "Bahorel", "text": "And you, Jolllly, where do you stand in your entanglement with Mamselle—you know whom I mean?", "pos": 1468707}
{"speaker": "Joly", "text": "She sulks at me with cruel patience.", "pos": 1468803}
{"speaker": "Bahorel", "text": "Yet you are a lover to soften the heart with gauntness.", "pos": 1468842}
{"speaker": "Joly", "text": "Alas!", "pos": 1468900}
{"speaker": "Bahorel", "text": "In your place, I would let her alone.", "pos": 1468908}
{"speaker": "Joly", "text": "That is easy enough to say.", "pos": 1468948}
{"speaker": "Bahorel", "text": "And to do. Is not her name Musichetta?", "pos": 1468978}
{"speaker": "Joly", "text": "Yes. Ah! my poor Bahorel, she is a superb girl, very literary, with tiny feet, little hands, she dresses well, and is white and dimpled, with the eyes of a fortune-teller. I am wild over her.", "pos": 1469019}
{"speaker": "Bahorel", "text": "My dear fellow, then in order to please her, you must be elegant, and produce effects with your knees. Buy a good pair of trousers of double-milled cloth at Staub’s. That will assist.", "pos": 1469213}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "At what price?", "pos": 1469399}
{"speaker": "Jean Prouvaire", "text": "Let us not insult the gods. The gods may not have taken their departure. Jupiter does not impress me as dead. The gods are dreams, you say. Well, even in nature, such as it is to-day, after the flight of these dreams, we still find all the grand old pagan myths. Such and such a mountain with the profile of a citadel, like the Vignemale, for example, is still to me the headdress of Cybele; it has not been proved to me that Pan does not come at night to breathe into the hollow trunks of the willows, stopping up the holes in turn with his fingers, and I have always believed that Io had something to do with the cascade of Pissevache.", "pos": 1469820}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "The charter metamorphosed into flame.", "pos": 1472556}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "June 18th, 1815, Waterloo.", "pos": 1473992}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Pardieu! that number 18 is strange and strikes me. It is Bonaparte’s fatal number. Place Louis in front and Brumaire behind, you have the whole destiny of the man, with this significant peculiarity, that the end treads close on the heels of the commencement.", "pos": 1474278}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "You mean to say, the crime and the expiation.", "pos": 1474649}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Corsica, a little island which has rendered France very great.", "pos": 1475018}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "France needs no Corsica to be great. France is great because she is France. Quia nomina leo.", "pos": 1475444}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "God forbid that I should diminish France! But amalgamating Napoleon with her is not diminishing her. Come! let us argue the question. I am a newcomer among you, but I will confess that you amaze me. Where do we stand? Who are we? Who are you? Who am I? Let us come to an explanation about the Emperor. I hear you say Buonaparte, accenting the u like the Royalists. I warn you that my grandfather does better still; he says Buonaparté’. I thought you were young men. Where, then, is your enthusiasm? And what are you doing with it? Whom do you admire, if you do not admire the Emperor? And what more do you want? If you will have none of that great man, what great men would you like? He had everything. He was complete. He had in his brain the sum of human faculties. He made codes like Justinian, he dictated like Cæsar, his conversation was mingled with the lightning-flash of Pascal, with the thunderclap of Tacitus, he made history and he wrote it, his bulletins are Iliads, he combined the cipher of Newton with the metaphor of Mahomet, he left behind him in the East words as great as the pyramids, at Tilsit he taught Emperors majesty, at the Academy of Sciences he replied to Laplace, in the Council of State he held his own against Merlin, he gave a soul to the geometry of the first, and to the chicanery of the last, he was a legist with the attorneys and sidereal with the astronomers; like Cromwell blowing out one of two candles, he went to the Temple to bargain for a curtain tassel; he saw everything; he knew everything; which did not prevent him from laughing good-naturedly beside the cradle of his little child; and all at once, frightened Europe lent an ear, armies put themselves in motion, parks of artillery rumbled, pontoons stretched over the rivers, clouds of cavalry galloped in the storm, cries, trumpets, a trembling of thrones in every direction, the frontiers of kingdoms oscillated on the map, the sound of a superhuman sword was heard, as it was drawn from its sheath; they beheld him, him, rise erect on the horizon with a blazing brand in his hand, and a glow in his eyes, unfolding amid the thunder, his two wings, the grand army and the old guard, and he was the archangel of war! Let us be just, my friends! What a splendid destiny for a nation to be the Empire of such an Emperor, when that nation is France and when it adds its own genius to the genius of that man! To appear and to reign, to march and to triumph, to have for halting-places all capitals, to take his grenadiers and to make kings of them, to decree the falls of dynasties, and to transfigure Europe at the pace of a charge; to make you feel that when you threaten you lay your hand on the hilt of the sword of God; to follow in a single man, Hannibal, Cæsar, Charlemagne; to be the people of some one who mingles with your dawns the startling announcement of a battle won, to have the cannon of the Invalides to rouse you in the morning, to hurl into abysses of light prodigious words which flame forever, Marengo, Arcola, Austerlitz, Jena, Wagram! To cause constellations of victories to flash forth at each instant from the zenith of the centuries, to make the French Empire a pendant to the Roman Empire, to be the great nation and to give birth to the grand army, to make its legions fly forth over all the earth, as a mountain sends out its eagles on all sides to conquer, to dominate, to strike with lightning, to be in Europe a sort of nation gilded through glory, to sound athwart the centuries a trumpet-blast of Titans, to conquer the world twice, by conquest and by dazzling, that is sublime; and what greater thing is there?", "pos": 1475689}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "To be free,", "pos": 1479573}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "Si César m’avait donné La gloire et la guerre, Et qu’il me fallait quitter L’amour de ma mère, Je dirais au grand César: Reprends ton sceptre et ton char, J’aime mieux ma mère, ô gué! J’aime mieux ma mère!", "pos": 1480420}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "My mother?—", "pos": 1480834}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Citizen, my mother is the Republic.", "pos": 1480904}
{"speaker": "proprietor of the hotel", "text": "Monsieur Courfeyrac answered for you.", "pos": 1482839}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 1482879}
{"speaker": "proprietor of the hotel", "text": "But I must have my money.", "pos": 1482886}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Request Courfeyrac to come and talk with me,", "pos": 1482914}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "What is to become of you?", "pos": 1483170}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I do not know in the least,", "pos": 1483215}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "What are you going to do?", "pos": 1483261}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I do not know.", "pos": 1483289}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Have you any money?", "pos": 1483306}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Fifteen francs.", "pos": 1483328}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Do you want me to lend you some?", "pos": 1483346}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Never.", "pos": 1483381}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Have you clothes?", "pos": 1483390}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Here is what I have.", "pos": 1483410}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Have you trinkets?", "pos": 1483433}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "A watch.", "pos": 1483454}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Silver?", "pos": 1483465}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Gold; here it is.", "pos": 1483475}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "I know a clothes-dealer who will take your frock-coat and a pair of trousers.", "pos": 1483495}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "That is good.", "pos": 1483575}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "You will then have only a pair of trousers, a waistcoat, a hat and a coat.", "pos": 1483591}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "And my boots.", "pos": 1483668}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "What! you will not go barefoot? What opulence!", "pos": 1483684}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "That will be enough.", "pos": 1483733}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "I know a watchmaker who will buy your watch. No; it is not good. What will you do after that?", "pos": 1483756}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Whatever is necessary. Anything honest, that is to say.", "pos": 1483870}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Do you know English?", "pos": 1483928}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "No.", "pos": 1483951}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Do you know German? So much the worse.", "pos": 1483957}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Why?", "pos": 1484006}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Because one of my friends, a publisher, is getting up a sort of an encyclopædia, for which you might have translated English or German articles. It is badly paid work, but one can live by it.", "pos": 1484013}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I will learn English and German.", "pos": 1484207}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "And in the meanwhile?", "pos": 1484242}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "In the meanwhile I will live on my clothes and my watch. That is not bad, with my fifteen francs, that makes eighty.", "pos": 1484266}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "And the hotel bill?", "pos": 1484602}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Hello, I had forgotten that. I have ten francs left,", "pos": 1484645}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "The deuce, you will eat up five francs while you are learning English, and five while learning German. That will be swallowing a tongue very fast, or a hundred sous very slowly.", "pos": 1484826}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Let me never hear the name of that blood-drinker again!", "pos": 1485682}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "If you were not a fool, you would know that one cannot be a baron and a lawyer at the same time.", "pos": 1490614}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "simplified matters. for every day", "pos": 1493669}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What, when my father lay dying on the field of battle, did Thénardier contrive to find him amid the smoke and the grape-shot, and bear him off on his shoulders, and yet he owed him nothing, and I, who owe so much to Thénardier, cannot join him in this shadow where he is lying in the pangs of death, and in my turn bring him back from death to life! Oh! I will find him! You do not know me; well, I do know you! Here I am. Dispose of me!", "pos": 1496974}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "I could not do otherwise than turn him out. If the thing were to do over again, would I do it? yes, no.", "pos": 1499116}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Oh! if he only would return, what a good box on the ear I would give him!", "pos": 1499966}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What is your grandson doing?", "pos": 1500600}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What has become of him?", "pos": 1500631}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Monsieur le Baron de Pontmercy is practising pettifogging in some corner or other.", "pos": 1500781}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "had been unkind to his father. it was certainly the least he could do;", "pos": 1501135}
{"speaker": "the colonel", "text": "He will be worthy of it.", "pos": 1502096}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "He operated on me for a cataract,", "pos": 1507914}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "Certainly I approve of political opinions,", "pos": 1508563}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "Have you never been married? I have forgotten. Oh! if I were only rich!", "pos": 1510539}
{"speaker": "Mother Plutarque", "text": "Monsieur, it is the water-carrier.", "pos": 1514061}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "We have the indigo!", "pos": 1515447}
{"speaker": "Mother Plutarque", "text": "—The beauty pouted, and the dragoon—", "pos": 1517554}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "Bouddha and the Dragon. Yes, it is true that there was a dragon, which, from the depths of its cave, spouted flame through his maw and set the heavens on fire. Many stars had already been consumed by this monster, which, besides, had the claws of a tiger. Bouddha went into its den and succeeded in converting the dragon. That is a good book that you are reading, Mother Plutarque. There is no more beautiful legend in existence.", "pos": 1517643}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Men are so made that in a drawing-room you may be soiled everywhere except on your shoes. In order to insure a good reception there, only one irreproachable thing is asked of you; your conscience? No, your boots.", "pos": 1519824}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Why are they turned out?", "pos": 1522621}
{"speaker": "The old woman", "text": "Because they do not pay their rent; they owe for two quarters.", "pos": 1522658}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "How much is it?", "pos": 1522723}
{"speaker": "The old woman", "text": "Twenty francs,", "pos": 1522741}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Here, take these twenty-five francs. Pay for the poor people and give them five francs, and do not tell them that it was I.", "pos": 1522825}
{"speaker": "his daughter", "text": "Father, Théodule is coming to present his respects to you this morning.", "pos": 1523871}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Who’s Théodule?", "pos": 1523945}
{"speaker": "his daughter", "text": "Your grandnephew.", "pos": 1523963}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Ah!", "pos": 1523983}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "Théodule, your grandnephew. Approve of everything.", "pos": 1525416}
{"speaker": "the lieutenant", "text": "Good day, uncle,", "pos": 1525634}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Ah! so it’s you; that is well, sit down. That pack of brats! they convene on the Place du Panthéon! by my life! urchins who were with their nurses but yesterday! If one were to squeeze their noses, milk would burst out. And they deliberate to-morrow, at midday. What are we coming to? What are we coming to? It is clear that we are making for the abyss. That is what the descamisados have brought us to! To deliberate on the citizen artillery! To go and jabber in the open air over the jibes of the National Guard! And with whom are they to meet there? Just see whither Jacobinism leads. I will bet anything you like, a million against a counter, that there will be no one there but returned convicts and released galley-slaves. The Republicans and the galley-slaves,—they form but one nose and one handkerchief. Carnot used to say: ‘Where would you have me go, traitor?’ Fouché replied: ‘Wherever you please, imbecile!’ That’s what the Republicans are like.", "pos": 1525781}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "That is true,", "pos": 1527043}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "When one reflects that that scoundrel was so vile as to turn carbonaro! Why did you leave my house? To go and become a Republican! Pssst! In the first place, the people want none of your republic, they have common sense, they know well that there always have been kings, and that there always will be; they know well that the people are only the people, after all, they make sport of it, of your republic—do you understand, idiot? Is it not a horrible caprice? To fall in love with Père Duchesne, to make sheep’s-eyes at the guillotine, to sing romances, and play on the guitar under the balcony of ’93—it’s enough to make one spit on all these young fellows, such fools are they! They are all alike. Not one escapes. It suffices for them to breathe the air which blows through the street to lose their senses. The nineteenth century is poison. The first scamp that happens along lets his beard grow like a goat’s, thinks himself a real scoundrel, and abandons his old relatives. He’s a Republican, he’s a romantic. What does that mean, romantic? Do me the favor to tell me what it is. All possible follies. A year ago, they ran to Hernani. Now, I just ask you, Hernani! antitheses! abominations which are not even written in French! And then, they have cannons in the courtyard of the Louvre. Such are the rascalities of this age!", "pos": 1527140}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "You are right, uncle,", "pos": 1528474}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Cannons in the courtyard of the Museum! For what purpose? Do you want to fire grape-shot at the Apollo Belvedere? What have those cartridges to do with the Venus de Medici? Oh! the young men of the present day are all blackguards! What a pretty creature is their Benjamin Constant! And those who are not rascals are simpletons! They do all they can to make themselves ugly, they are badly dressed, they are afraid of women, in the presence of petticoats they have a mendicant air which sets the girls into fits of laughter; on my word of honor, one would say the poor creatures were ashamed of love. They are deformed, and they complete themselves by being stupid; they repeat the puns of Tiercelin and Potier, they have sack coats, stablemen’s waistcoats, shirts of coarse linen, trousers of coarse cloth, boots of coarse leather, and their rigmarole resembles their plumage. One might make use of their jargon to put new soles on their old shoes. And all this awkward batch of brats has political opinions, if you please. Political opinions should be strictly forbidden. They fabricate systems, they recast society, they demolish the monarchy, they fling all laws to the earth, they put the attic in the cellar’s place and my porter in the place of the King, they turn Europe topsy-turvy, they reconstruct the world, and all their love affairs consist in staring slily at the ankles of the laundresses as these women climb into their carts. Ah! Marius! Ah! you blackguard! to go and vociferate on the public place! to discuss, to debate, to take measures! They call that measures, just God! Disorder humbles itself and becomes silly. I have seen chaos, I now see a mess. Students deliberating on the National Guard,—such a thing could not be seen among the Ogibewas nor the Cadodaches! Savages who go naked, with their noddles dressed like a shuttlecock, with a club in their paws, are less of brutes than those bachelors of arts! The four-penny monkeys! And they set up for judges! Those creatures deliberate and ratiocinate! The end of the world is come! This is plainly the end of this miserable terraqueous globe! A final hiccough was required, and France has emitted it. Deliberate, my rascals! Such things will happen so long as they go and read the newspapers under the arcades of the Odéon. That costs them a sou, and their good sense, and their intelligence, and their heart and their soul, and their wits. They emerge thence, and decamp from their families. All newspapers are pests; all, even the Drapeau Blanc! At bottom, Martainville was a Jacobin. Ah! just Heaven! you may boast of having driven your grandfather to despair, that you may!", "pos": 1528539}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "That is evident. There should be no other newspaper than the Moniteur, and no other book than the Annuaire Militaire.", "pos": 1531196}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "It is like their Sieyès! A regicide ending in a senator; for that is the way they always end. They give themselves a scar with the address of thou as citizens, in order to get themselves called, eventually, Monsieur le Comte. Monsieur le Comte as big as my arm, assassins of September. The philosopher Sieyès! I will do myself the justice to say, that I have never had any better opinion of the philosophies of all those philosophers, than of the spectacles of the grimacer of Tivoli! One day I saw the Senators cross the Quai Malplaquet in mantles of violet velvet sown with bees, with hats à la Henri IV. They were hideous. One would have pronounced them monkeys from the tiger’s court. Citizens, I declare to you, that your progress is madness, that your humanity is a dream, that your revolution is a crime, that your republic is a monster, that your young and virgin France comes from the brothel, and I maintain it against all, whoever you may be, whether journalists, economists, legists, or even were you better judges of liberty, of equality, and fraternity than the knife of the guillotine! And that I announce to you, my fine fellows!", "pos": 1531470}
{"speaker": "the lieutenant", "text": "Parbleu! that is wonderfully true.", "pos": 1532618}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "You are a fool.", "pos": 1532813}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Do not aspire to be venerable Let me give you a piece of advice, my dear fellow. Don’t read so many books, and look a little more at the lasses. The jades have some good points about them, O Marius! By dint of fleeing and blushing, you will become brutalized. Good morning, Monsieur l’Abbé! Seeing that his servant woman wears his beard, Marius does not wear his own beard.", "pos": 1534784}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "He is an ex-officer.", "pos": 1536633}
{"speaker": "A grisette", "text": "Here’s a very tidy widower.", "pos": 1536994}
{"speaker": "The students", "text": "Ah! Monsieur Leblanc is on his bench.", "pos": 1539369}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "I have just met Marius’ new hat and new coat, with Marius inside them. He was going to pass an examination, no doubt. He looked utterly stupid.", "pos": 1547421}
{"speaker": "Bourgeois", "text": "Shun excess, my son, keep at an equal distance from despotism and from anarchy.", "pos": 1547966}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "She could not, however, help feeling esteem and consideration for me, if she only knew that I am the veritable author of the dissertation on Marcos Obrégon de la Ronde, which M. François de Neufchâteau put, as though it were his own, at the head of his edition of Gil Blas.", "pos": 1550977}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Never mind!", "pos": 1552984}
{"speaker": "Ma’am Bougon", "text": "Three days in succession! If there is any sense, in putting on one’s best clothes every day, and making people run like this!", "pos": 1554228}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Ah! good Heavens! I shall not have time to strike an attitude. What are they coming in this direction for? What! She will pass here? Her feet will tread this sand, this walk, two paces from me?", "pos": 1556301}
{"speaker": "young girl", "text": "I am coming myself.", "pos": 1557336}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Come and dine with me. Have you read the paper? What a fine discourse Audry de Puyraveau delivered! I will treat you to the play.", "pos": 1558375}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "I should like to put that woman in my collection,", "pos": 1559016}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "But it is very agreeable, all the same to have the cross!", "pos": 1559752}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "That’s queer!", "pos": 1559812}
{"speaker": "Prouvaire", "text": "No, that’s serious.", "pos": 1559868}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "He is on duty,", "pos": 1561983}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "the attention of the father.", "pos": 1562335}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "The father his daughter", "pos": 1563625}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Ursule! what a delicious name! I feel that her whole soul lies within it! O modesty!", "pos": 1564705}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Well, what is the matter?", "pos": 1567710}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Perhaps he was there! perhaps he saw!", "pos": 1568675}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Is that the gentleman who lives on the first floor, who has just come in?", "pos": 1570256}
{"speaker": "The porter", "text": "No. He is the gentleman on the third floor.", "pos": 1570332}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "On the front?", "pos": 1570453}
{"speaker": "The porter", "text": "Parbleu! the house is only built on the street.", "pos": 1570479}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "And what is that gentleman’s business?", "pos": 1570548}
{"speaker": "The porter", "text": "He is a gentleman of property, sir. A very kind man who does good to the unfortunate, though not rich himself.", "pos": 1570609}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What is his name?", "pos": 1570722}
{"speaker": "The porter", "text": "Are you a police spy, sir?", "pos": 1570796}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Good. I know that her name is Ursule, that she is the daughter of a gentleman who lives on his income, and that she lives there, on the third floor, in the Rue de l’Ouest.", "pos": 1570890}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Hello! the lamp is not lighted yet. But it is dark. Can they have gone out?", "pos": 1572386}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "The gentleman on the third floor?", "pos": 1573033}
{"speaker": "The porter", "text": "Has moved away,", "pos": 1573069}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "How long ago?", "pos": 1573139}
{"speaker": "The porter", "text": "Yesterday.", "pos": 1573155}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Where is he living now?", "pos": 1573168}
{"speaker": "The porter", "text": "I don’t know anything about it.", "pos": 1573194}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "So he has not left his new address?", "pos": 1573228}
{"speaker": "The porter", "text": "No. Come! So it’s you! but you are decidedly a spy then?", "pos": 1573266}
{"speaker": "Babet", "text": "Babet, Dental Artist, Member of the Academies, makes physical experiments on metals and metalloids, extracts teeth, undertakes stumps abandoned by his brother practitioners. Price: one tooth, one franc, fifty centimes; two teeth, two francs; three teeth, two francs, fifty. Take advantage of this opportunity. Take advantage of this opportunity There’s a fortune! my wife has not the wit to present me with a child like that! undertake Paris. Claquesous is a nocturne for two voices.", "pos": 1583990}
{"speaker": "President of the Assizes", "text": "Who did it?", "pos": 1589997}
{"speaker": "Lacenaire", "text": "Perhaps it was Patron-Minette.", "pos": 1590142}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What is the use? Why did I follow her? I was so happy at the mere sight of her! She looked at me; was not that immense? She had the air of loving me. Was not that everything? I wished to have, what? There was nothing after that. I have been absurd. It is my own fault,", "pos": 1594328}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "I see that you have been simply an animal. Here, come to the Chaumière.", "pos": 1594940}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "But this is the place, all the same, where all lost women are found,", "pos": 1595269}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "After all, it was probably only a resemblance.", "pos": 1597147}
{"speaker": "Ma’am Bougon", "text": "What is there that is cheap now? Everything is dear. There is nothing in the world that is cheap except trouble; you can get that for nothing, the trouble of the world!", "pos": 1598298}
{"speaker": "The taller girl", "text": "The bobbies have come. They came near nabbing me at the half-circle.", "pos": 1599195}
{"speaker": "The other girl", "text": "I saw them. I bolted, bolted, bolted!", "pos": 1599286}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Good, those unhappy girls dropped it. Poor mothers! There is one thing sadder than to see one’s children die; it is to see them leading an evil life. How gloomy my life has become! Young girls are always appearing to me, only formerly they were angels and now they are ghouls.", "pos": 1599874}
{"speaker": "Ma'am Bougon", "text": "You will be robbed,", "pos": 1608829}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Of what? Come in. What do you want, Ma’am Bougon?", "pos": 1608870}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Excuse me, sir—", "pos": 1609279}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What do you wish, Mademoiselle?", "pos": 1610967}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Here is a letter for you, Monsieur Marius.", "pos": 1611070}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "MY AMIABLE NEIGHBOR, YOUNG MAN: I have learned of your goodness to me, that you paid my rent six months ago. I bless you, young man. My eldest daughter will tell you that we have been without a morsel of bread for two days, four persons and my spouse ill. If I am not deseaved in my opinion, I think I may hope that your generous heart will melt at this statement and the desire will subjugate you to be propitious to me by daigning to lavish on me a slight favor. I am with the distinguished consideration which is due to the benefactors of humanity,— JONDRETTE. P.S. My eldest daughter will await your orders, dear Monsieur Marius.", "pos": 1611781}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Hullo! you have a mirror!", "pos": 1615643}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Ah! books! I know how to read, I do! —General Bauduin received orders to take the château of Hougomont which stands in the middle of the plain of Waterloo, with five battalions of his brigade. Ah! Waterloo! I know about that. It was a battle long ago. My father was there. My father has served in the armies. We are fine Bonapartists in our house, that we are! Waterloo was against the English. And I know how to write, too! Do you want to see? Look here, I’m going to write a word to show you. The bobbies are here. There are no faults of orthography. You can look. We have received an education, my sister and I. We have not always been as we are now. We were not made— Bah! J’ai faim, mon père. Pas de fricot. J’ai froid, ma mère. Pas de tricot. Grelotte. Lolotte! Sanglote. Jacquot! Do you ever go to the play, Monsieur Marius? I do. I have a little brother who is a friend of the artists, and who gives me tickets sometimes. But I don’t like the benches in the galleries. One is cramped and uncomfortable there. There are rough people there sometimes; and people who smell bad. Do you know, Mr. Marius, that you are a very handsome fellow? You pay no heed to me, but I know you, Mr. Marius. I meet you here on the staircase, and then I often see you going to a person named Father Mabeuf who lives in the direction of Austerlitz, sometimes when I have been strolling in that quarter. It is very becoming to you to have your hair tumbled thus.", "pos": 1616490}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Mademoiselle. I have here a package which belongs to you, I think. Permit me to return it to you.", "pos": 1619333}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "We have been looking everywhere for that! Dieu de Dieu! how my sister and I have hunted! And it was you who found it! On the boulevard, was it not? It must have been on the boulevard? You see, we let it fall when we were running. It was that brat of a sister of mine who was so stupid. When we got home, we could not find it anywhere. As we did not wish to be beaten, as that is useless, as that is entirely useless, as that is absolutely useless, we said that we had carried the letters to the proper persons, and that they had said to us: ‘Nix.’ So here they are, those poor letters! And how did you find out that they belonged to me? Ah! yes, the writing. So it was you that we jostled as we passed last night. We couldn’t see. I said to my sister: ‘Is it a gentleman?’ My sister said to me: ‘I think it is a gentleman.’ Here! this is for that old fellow who goes to mass. By the way, this is his hour. I’ll go and carry it to him. Perhaps he will give us something to breakfast on. Do you know what it will mean if we get a breakfast today? It will mean that we shall have had our breakfast of the day before yesterday, our breakfast of yesterday, our dinner of to-day, and all that at once, and this morning. Come! Parbleu! if you are not satisfied, dogs, burst! No, it’s too cold. Why, there’s water there!", "pos": 1619563}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "At all events, there is my dinner for to-day, and to-morrow we will see.", "pos": 1622539}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Good! the sun is shining! Five francs! the shiner! a monarch! in this hole! Ain’t this fine! You’re a jolly thief! I’m your humble servant! Bravo for the good fellows! Two days’ wine! and meat! and stew! we’ll have a royal feast! and a good fill! Good morning, sir. It’s all right. I’ll go and find my old man. That’s good! it’s hard! it breaks my teeth!", "pos": 1622721}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Let us get some little idea of what these people are like, and in what condition they are.", "pos": 1628576}
{"speaker": "The man", "text": "The idea that there is no equality, even when you are dead! Just look at Père-Lachaise! The great, those who are rich, are up above, in the acacia alley, which is paved. They can reach it in a carriage. The little people, the poor, the unhappy, well, what of them? they are put down below, where the mud is up to your knees, in the damp places. They are put there so that they will decay the sooner! You cannot go to see them without sinking into the earth. Oh! I could eat the whole world!", "pos": 1633540}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I bolted, bolted, bolted!", "pos": 1635250}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Canaille! canaille! everybody is canaille!", "pos": 1636749}
{"speaker": "The mother", "text": "Calm yourself, my little friend. Don’t hurt yourself, my dear. You are too good to write to all those people, husband.", "pos": 1636866}
{"speaker": "The eldest girl", "text": "He is coming!", "pos": 1638466}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Who?", "pos": 1638581}
{"speaker": "The eldest girl", "text": "The gentleman!", "pos": 1638609}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "The philanthropist?", "pos": 1638626}
{"speaker": "The eldest girl", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 1638648}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "From the church of Saint-Jacques?", "pos": 1638655}
{"speaker": "The eldest girl", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 1638691}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "That old fellow?", "pos": 1638698}
{"speaker": "The eldest girl", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 1638717}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "And he is coming?", "pos": 1638724}
{"speaker": "The eldest girl", "text": "He is following me.", "pos": 1638744}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "You are sure?", "pos": 1638766}
{"speaker": "The eldest girl", "text": "I am sure.", "pos": 1638782}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "There, truly, he is coming?", "pos": 1638795}
{"speaker": "The eldest girl", "text": "He is coming in a fiacre.", "pos": 1638825}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "In a fiacre. He is Rothschild. How are you sure? If he is coming in a fiacre, how is it that you arrive before him? You gave him our address at least? Did you tell him that it was the last door at the end of the corridor, on the right? If he only does not make a mistake! So you found him at the church? Did he read my letter? What did he say to you?", "pos": 1638853}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Ta, ta, ta, how you do gallop on, my good man! See here: I entered the church, he was in his usual place, I made him a reverence, and I handed him the letter; he read it and said to me: ‘Where do you live, my child?’ I said: ‘Monsieur, I will show you.’ He said to me: ‘No, give me your address, my daughter has some purchases to make, I will take a carriage and reach your house at the same time that you do.’ I gave him the address. When I mentioned the house, he seemed surprised and hesitated for an instant, then he said: ‘Never mind, I will come.’ When the mass was finished, I watched him leave the church with his daughter, and I saw them enter a carriage. I certainly did tell him the last door in the corridor, on the right.", "pos": 1639225}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "And what makes you think that he will come?", "pos": 1639979}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "I have just seen the fiacre turn into the Rue Petit-Banquier. That is what made me run so.", "pos": 1640025}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "How do you know that it was the same fiacre?", "pos": 1640118}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Because I took notice of the number, so there!", "pos": 1640165}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "What was the number?", "pos": 1640214}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "440.", "pos": 1640237}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Good, you are a clever girl.", "pos": 1640244}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "A clever girl, possibly; but I tell you I won’t put these shoes on again, and that I won’t, for the sake of my health, in the first place, and for the sake of cleanliness, in the next. I don’t know anything more irritating than shoes that squelch, and go ghi, ghi, ghi, the whole time. I prefer to go barefoot.", "pos": 1640363}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "You are right, but then, you will not be allowed to enter churches, for poor people must have shoes to do that. One cannot go barefoot to the good God,", "pos": 1640676}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "He is following on my heels,", "pos": 1641022}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Wife! you hear. Here is the philanthropist. Extinguish the fire.", "pos": 1641135}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "What do you mean to do, my dear?", "pos": 1642625}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Get into bed,", "pos": 1642660}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Just see there! What follies you commit! She has cut herself breaking that pane for you!", "pos": 1643160}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "So much the better! Peace! I suppress the liberty of the press.", "pos": 1643251}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Now, we can receive the philanthropist.", "pos": 1644281}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Feel how cold I am,", "pos": 1644436}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Bah! I am much colder than that.", "pos": 1644468}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "You always have something better than any one else, so you do! even bad things.", "pos": 1644560}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Down with you!", "pos": 1644642}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "My treasure, I entreat you, it is nothing of consequence, don’t cry, you will anger your father.", "pos": 1645027}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "No! quite the contrary! sob! sob! that’s right. There now! He is not coming! What if he were not to come! I shall have extinguished my fire, wrecked my chair, torn my shirt, and broken my pane all for nothing.", "pos": 1645126}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "And wounded the child!", "pos": 1645392}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Do you know, that it’s beastly cold in this devil’s garret! What if that man should not come! Oh! See there, you! He makes us wait! He says to himself: ‘Well! they will wait for me! That’s what they’re there for.’ Oh! how I hate them, and with what joy, jubilation, enthusiasm, and satisfaction I could strangle all those rich folks! all those rich folks! These men who pretend to be charitable, who put on airs, who go to mass, who make presents to the priesthood, preachy, preachy, in their skullcaps, and who think themselves above us, and who come for the purpose of humiliating us, and to bring us ‘clothes,’ as they say! old duds that are not worth four sous! And bread! That’s not what I want, pack of rascals that they are, it’s money! Ah! money! Never! Because they say that we would go off and drink it up, and that we are drunkards and idlers! And they! What are they, then, and what have they been in their time! Thieves! They never could have become rich otherwise! Oh! Society ought to be grasped by the four corners of the cloth and tossed into the air, all of it! It would all be smashed, very likely, but at least, no one would have anything, and there would be that much gained! But what is that blockhead of a benevolent gentleman doing? Will he come? Perhaps the animal has forgotten the address! I’ll bet that that old beast— Enter, sir! Deign to enter, most respected benefactor, and your charming young lady, also.", "pos": 1645438}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Monsieur, in this package you will find some new clothes and some woollen stockings and blankets.", "pos": 1649178}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Our angelic benefactor overwhelms us. Hey? What did I say? Duds! No money! They are all alike! By the way, how was the letter to that old blockhead signed?", "pos": 1649278}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Fabantou,", "pos": 1649645}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "The dramatic artist, good!", "pos": 1649675}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I see that you are greatly to be pitied, Monsieur—", "pos": 1649888}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Fabantou. Dramatic artist, sir, and one who has had some success. A pupil of Talma! Sir! I am a pupil of Talma! Fortune formerly smiled on me—Alas! Now it is misfortune’s turn. You see, my benefactor, no bread, no fire. My poor babes have no fire! My only chair has no seat! A broken pane! And in such weather! My spouse in bed! Ill!", "pos": 1649941}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Poor woman!", "pos": 1650603}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "My child wounded! Cry! bawl! her bleeding wrist! It came through an accident while working at a machine to earn six sous a day. It may be necessary to cut off her arm.", "pos": 1650634}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Really?", "pos": 1651300}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Alas! yes, my benefactor! Take a look at that man! You see, sir! All the clothing that I have is my wife’s chemise! And all torn at that! In the depths of winter! I can’t go out for lack of a coat. If I had a coat of any sort, I would go and see Mademoiselle Mars, who knows me and is very fond of me. Does she not still reside in the Rue de la Tour-des-Dames? Do you know, sir? We played together in the provinces. I shared her laurels. Célimène would come to my succor, sir! Elmire would bestow alms on Bélisaire! But no, nothing! And not a sou in the house! My wife ill, and not a sou! My daughter dangerously injured, not a sou! My wife suffers from fits of suffocation. It comes from her age, and besides, her nervous system is affected. She ought to have assistance, and my daughter also! But the doctor! But the apothecary! How am I to pay them? I would kneel to a penny, sir! Such is the condition to which the arts are reduced. And do you know, my charming young lady, and you, my generous protector, do you know, you who breathe forth virtue and goodness, and who perfume that church where my daughter sees you every day when she says her prayers?—For I have brought up my children religiously, sir. I did not want them to take to the theatre. Ah! the hussies! If I catch them tripping! I do not jest, that I don’t! I read them lessons on honor, on morality, on virtue! Ask them! They have got to walk straight. They are none of your unhappy wretches who begin by having no family, and end by espousing the public. One is Mamselle Nobody, and one becomes Madame Everybody. Deuce take it! None of that in the Fabantou family! I mean to bring them up virtuously, and they shall be honest, and nice, and believe in God, by the sacred name! Well, sir, my worthy sir, do you know what is going to happen to-morrow? To-morrow is the fourth day of February, the fatal day, the last day of grace allowed me by my landlord; if by this evening I have not paid my rent, to-morrow my oldest daughter, my spouse with her fever, my child with her wound,—we shall all four be turned out of here and thrown into the street, on the boulevard, without shelter, in the rain, in the snow. There, sir. I owe for four quarters—a whole year! that is to say, sixty francs. The scoundrel! What does he think I can do with his five francs? That won’t pay me for my chair and pane of glass! That’s what comes of incurring expenses!", "pos": 1651426}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Monsieur Fabantou, these five francs are all that I have about me, but I shall now take my daughter home, and I will return this evening,—it is this evening that you must pay, is it not?", "pos": 1654831}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Yes, respected sir. At eight o’clock, I must be at my landlord’s.", "pos": 1655111}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I will be here at six, and I will fetch you the sixty francs.", "pos": 1655179}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "My benefactor! Take a good look at him, wife!", "pos": 1655243}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Farewell until this evening, my friends!", "pos": 1655448}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Six o’clock?", "pos": 1655500}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Six o’clock precisely.", "pos": 1655531}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "You are forgetting your coat, sir,", "pos": 1655648}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I have not forgotten it, I am leaving it.", "pos": 1655850}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "O my protector! my august benefactor, I melt into tears! Permit me to accompany you to your carriage.", "pos": 1655894}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "If you come out, put on this coat. It really is very cold.", "pos": 1656016}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "By the hour? What is it?", "pos": 1659742}
{"speaker": "the coachman", "text": "Pay in advance,", "pos": 1660035}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "How much?", "pos": 1660131}
{"speaker": "the driver", "text": "Forty sous.", "pos": 1660156}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I will pay on my return.", "pos": 1660170}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "who is there? Is it you? still you! What do you want with me? What do you want with me? Come now, will you answer?", "pos": 1664205}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Monsieur Marius, you look sad. What is the matter with you?", "pos": 1664748}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "With me!", "pos": 1664810}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Yes, you.", "pos": 1664834}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "There is nothing the matter with me.", "pos": 1664846}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Yes, there is! No. I tell you there is!", "pos": 1664885}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Let me alone!", "pos": 1664931}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Stop, you are in the wrong. Although you are not rich, you were kind this morning. Be so again now. You gave me something to eat, now tell me what ails you. You are grieved, that is plain. I do not want you to be grieved. What can be done for it? Can I be of any service? Employ me. I do not ask for your secrets, you need not tell them to me, but I may be of use, nevertheless. I may be able to help you, since I help my father. When it is necessary to carry letters, to go to houses, to inquire from door to door, to find out an address, to follow any one, I am of service. Well, you may assuredly tell me what is the matter with you, and I will go and speak to the persons; sometimes it is enough if some one speaks to the persons, that suffices to let them understand matters, and everything comes right. Make use of me.", "pos": 1665015}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Listen—", "pos": 1665992}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Oh yes, do call me thou! I like that better.", "pos": 1666071}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "thou hast brought hither that old gentleman and his daughter!", "pos": 1666138}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 1666202}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Dost thou know their address?", "pos": 1666209}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "No.", "pos": 1666241}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Find it for me.", "pos": 1666247}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Is that what you want?", "pos": 1666337}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 1666376}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Do you know them?", "pos": 1666383}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "No.", "pos": 1666403}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "That is to say, you do not know her, but you wish to know her.", "pos": 1666409}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Well, can you do it?", "pos": 1666594}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "You shall have the beautiful lady’s address.", "pos": 1666630}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Never mind, after all, the address of the father and daughter. Their address, indeed!", "pos": 1666771}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "What will you give me?", "pos": 1666885}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Anything you like.", "pos": 1666910}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Anything I like?", "pos": 1666931}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 1666950}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "You shall have the address.", "pos": 1666957}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "I tell you that I am sure of it, and that I recognized him.", "pos": 1667660}
{"speaker": "The woman", "text": "What, really? You are sure?", "pos": 1669121}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Sure! Eight years have passed! But I recognize him! Ah! I recognize him. I knew him at once! What! Didn’t it force itself on you?", "pos": 1669151}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "No.", "pos": 1669283}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Pay attention! it is his figure, it is his face, only older,—there are people who do not grow old, I don’t know how they manage it,—it is the very sound of his voice. He is better dressed, that is all! Ah! you mysterious old devil, I’ve got you, that I have! Get out of here, you!—It’s queer that it didn’t strike you!", "pos": 1669306}
{"speaker": "The mother", "text": "With her injured hand.", "pos": 1669717}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "The air will do it good. Be off. You will be here at five o’clock precisely. Both of you. I shall need you. And would you like to have me tell you something? The young lady—", "pos": 1669742}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Well. Well, what?", "pos": 1670537}
{"speaker": "his wife", "text": "the young lady?", "pos": 1670570}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "It is she!", "pos": 1670845}
{"speaker": "his wife", "text": "That one?", "pos": 1670858}
{"speaker": "the husband", "text": "That very one,", "pos": 1670885}
{"speaker": "she", "text": "It is not possible! When I think that my daughters are going barefoot, and have not a gown to their backs! What! A satin pelisse, a velvet bonnet, boots, and everything; more than two hundred francs’ worth of clothes! so that one would think she was a lady! No, you are mistaken! Why, in the first place, the other was hideous, and this one is not so bad-looking! She really is not bad-looking! It can’t be she!", "pos": 1671266}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "I tell you that it is she. You will see.", "pos": 1671693}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "What! that horrible, beautiful young lady, who gazed at my daughters with an air of pity,—she is that beggar brat! Oh! I should like to kick her stomach in for her!", "pos": 1671992}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "And shall I tell you another thing?", "pos": 1672597}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "What is it?", "pos": 1672635}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "My fortune is made.", "pos": 1672695}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Is the person who is addressing me on the point of going mad?", "pos": 1672771}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Thunder! It was not so very long ago that I was a parishioner of the parish of die-of-hunger-if-you-have-a-fire,-die-of-cold-if-you-have-bread! I have had enough of misery! my share and other people’s share! I am not joking any longer, I don’t find it comic any more, I’ve had enough of puns, good God! no more farces, Eternal Father! I want to eat till I am full, I want to drink my fill! to gormandize! to sleep! to do nothing! I want to have my turn, so I do, come now! before I die! I want to be a bit of a millionnaire! Like other people.", "pos": 1672848}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "What do you mean by that?", "pos": 1673440}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "What do I mean by that? Listen!", "pos": 1673617}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Hush! not so loud! These are matters which must not be overheard.", "pos": 1673651}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Bah! Who’s here? Our neighbor? I saw him go out a little while ago. Besides, he doesn’t listen, the big booby. And I tell you that I saw him go out. Listen carefully. The Crœsus is caught, or as good as caught! That’s all settled already. Everything is arranged. I have seen some people. He will come here this evening at six o’clock. To bring sixty francs, the rascal! Did you notice how I played that game on him, my sixty francs, my landlord, my fourth of February? I don’t even owe for one quarter! Isn’t he a fool! So he will come at six o’clock! That’s the hour when our neighbor goes to his dinner. Mother Bougon is off washing dishes in the city. There’s not a soul in the house. The neighbor never comes home until eleven o’clock. The children shall stand on watch. You shall help us. He will give in.", "pos": 1673741}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "And what if he does not give in?", "pos": 1674878}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "We’ll fix him. Now. I’m going out. I have some more people that I must see. Good ones. You’ll see how well the whole thing will work. I shall be away as short a time as possible, it’s a fine stroke of business, do you look after the house. Do you know, it’s mighty lucky, by the way, that he didn’t recognize me! If he had recognized me on his side, he would not have come back again. He would have slipped through our fingers! It was my beard that saved us! my romantic beard! my pretty little romantic beard! What beastly weather! This rind is too large for me. Never mind, he did a devilish good thing in leaving it for me, the old scoundrel! If it hadn’t been for that, I couldn’t have gone out, and everything would have gone wrong! What small points things hang on, anyway! I came near forgetting. You are to have a brazier of charcoal ready.", "pos": 1674978}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "A brazier of charcoal?", "pos": 1676773}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 1676814}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "How many bushels?", "pos": 1676821}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Two good ones.", "pos": 1676841}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "That will come to thirty sous. With the rest I will buy something for dinner.", "pos": 1676858}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "The devil, no.", "pos": 1676938}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Why?", "pos": 1676955}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Don’t go and spend the hundred-sou piece.", "pos": 1676962}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Why?", "pos": 1677006}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Because I shall have to buy something, too.", "pos": 1677013}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "What?", "pos": 1677059}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Something.", "pos": 1677067}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "How much shall you need?", "pos": 1677080}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Whereabouts in the neighborhood is there an ironmonger’s shop?", "pos": 1677107}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Rue Mouffetard.", "pos": 1677172}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Ah! yes, at the corner of a street; I can see the shop.", "pos": 1677190}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "But tell me how much you will need for what you have to purchase?", "pos": 1677248}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Fifty sous—three francs.", "pos": 1677316}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "There won’t be much left for dinner.", "pos": 1677343}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Eating is not the point to-day. There’s something better to be done.", "pos": 1677382}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "That’s enough, my jewel.", "pos": 1677453}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "These wretches must be stamped upon,", "pos": 1678321}
{"speaker": "The hairy one", "text": "With the assistance of Patron-Minette, it can’t fail. Patron-Minette,", "pos": 1681532}
{"speaker": "The bearded man", "text": "Do you think so?", "pos": 1681588}
{"speaker": "The long-haired one", "text": "It’s as good as a warrant for each one, of five hundred balls, and the worst that can happen is five years, six years, ten years at the most!", "pos": 1681667}
{"speaker": "The bearded man", "text": "That’s a real thing. You can’t go against such things.", "pos": 1681883}
{"speaker": "The long-haired man", "text": "I tell you that the affair can’t go wrong,", "pos": 1681940}
{"speaker": "The long-haired one", "text": "Father What’s-his-name’s team will be already harnessed.", "pos": 1682014}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "No.", "pos": 1682591}
{"speaker": "A clerk", "text": "The commissary of police is not here, but there is an inspector who takes his place. Would you like to speak to him? Are you in haste?", "pos": 1683306}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Yes,", "pos": 1683459}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "What do you want?", "pos": 1684060}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Is this Monsieur le Commissaire de Police?", "pos": 1684126}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "He is absent. I am here in his stead.", "pos": 1684171}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "The matter is very private.", "pos": 1684211}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Then speak.", "pos": 1684241}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "And great haste is required.", "pos": 1684255}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Then speak quick.", "pos": 1684286}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "That a person with whom he was not acquainted otherwise than by sight, was to be inveigled into a trap that very evening; that, as he occupied the room adjoining the den, he, Marius Pontmercy, a lawyer, had heard the whole plot through the partition; that the wretch who had planned the trap was a certain Jondrette; that there would be accomplices, probably some prowlers of the barriers, among others a certain Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille; that Jondrette’s daughters were to lie in wait; that there was no way of warning the threatened man, since he did not even know his name; and that, finally, all this was to be carried out at six o’clock that evening, at the most deserted point of the Boulevard de l’Hôpital, in house No. 50-52.", "pos": 1684458}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "So it is in the room at the end of the corridor?", "pos": 1685292}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Precisely. Are you acquainted with that house?", "pos": 1685343}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Apparently. Patron-Minette must have had a hand in this.", "pos": 1685544}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Patron-Minette. I did hear that word pronounced, in fact.", "pos": 1685721}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "The long-haired man must be Brujon, and the bearded one Demi-Liard, alias Deux-Milliards. As for Father What’s-his-name, I think I recognize him. Here, I’ve burned my coat. They always have too much fire in these cursed stoves. Number 50-52. Former property of Gorbeau. You saw only that bearded and that long-haired man?", "pos": 1685969}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "And Panchaud.", "pos": 1686390}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "You didn’t see a little imp of a dandy prowling about the premises?", "pos": 1686406}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "No.", "pos": 1686476}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Nor a big lump of matter, resembling an elephant in the Jardin des Plantes?", "pos": 1686482}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "No.", "pos": 1686560}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Nor a scamp with the air of an old red tail?", "pos": 1686566}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "No.", "pos": 1686613}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "As for the fourth, no one sees him, not even his adjutants, clerks, and employees. It is not surprising that you did not see him.", "pos": 1686619}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "No. Who are all those persons?", "pos": 1686751}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Besides, this is not the time for them. 50-52. I know that barrack. Impossible to conceal ourselves inside it without the artists seeing us, and then they will get off simply by countermanding the vaudeville. They are so modest! An audience embarrasses them. None of that, none of that. I want to hear them sing and make them dance. Are you afraid?", "pos": 1686823}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Of what?", "pos": 1687315}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Of these men?", "pos": 1687339}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "No more than yourself!", "pos": 1687355}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "There, you speak like a brave man, and like an honest man. Courage does not fear crime, and honesty does not fear authority.", "pos": 1687582}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "That is well, but what do you intend to do?", "pos": 1687734}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "The lodgers have pass-keys with which to get in at night. You must have one.", "pos": 1687830}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Yes,", "pos": 1687909}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Have you it about you?", "pos": 1687929}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 1687954}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Give it to me,", "pos": 1687961}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "If you will take my advice, you will come in force. Take these. Go home. Hide in your chamber, so that you may be supposed to have gone out. They are loaded. Each one carries two balls. You will keep watch; there is a hole in the wall, as you have informed me. These men will come. Leave them to their own devices for a time. When you think matters have reached a crisis, and that it is time to put a stop to them, fire a shot. Not too soon. The rest concerns me. A shot into the ceiling, the air, no matter where. Above all things, not too soon. Wait until they begin to put their project into execution; you are a lawyer; you know the proper point. That makes a lump that can be seen. Put them in your trousers pocket. Now, there is not a minute more to be lost by any one. What time is it? Half-past two. Seven o’clock is the hour? Six o’clock. I have plenty of time, but no more than enough. Don’t forget anything that I have said to you. Bang. A pistol shot. Rest easy,", "pos": 1688084}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "By the way, if you have occasion for my services between now and then, come or send here. You will ask for Inspector Javert.", "pos": 1689776}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "One would say, to see all these snow-flakes fall, that there was a plague of white butterflies in heaven. Hold! There’s Marius.", "pos": 1690165}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "I saw him. Don’t let’s speak to him.", "pos": 1690419}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "Why?", "pos": 1690477}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "He is busy.", "pos": 1690484}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "With what?", "pos": 1690498}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Don’t you see his air?", "pos": 1690511}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "What air?", "pos": 1690536}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "He has the air of a man who is following some one.", "pos": 1690548}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "That’s true,", "pos": 1690601}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Just see the eyes he is making!", "pos": 1690630}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "But who the deuce is he following?", "pos": 1690681}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Some fine, flowery bonneted wench! He’s in love.", "pos": 1690718}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "But. I don’t see any wench nor any flowery bonnet in the street. There’s not a woman round.", "pos": 1690769}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "He’s following a man!", "pos": 1690925}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "Who is that man?", "pos": 1691310}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "He? he’s a poet. Poets are very fond of wearing the trousers of dealers in rabbit skins and the overcoats of peers of France.", "pos": 1691329}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "Let’s see where Marius will go, let’s see where the man is going, let’s follow them, hey?", "pos": 1691480}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Bossuet! eagle of Meaux! You are a prodigious brute. Follow a man who is following another man, indeed!", "pos": 1691588}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "It’s I,", "pos": 1696610}
{"speaker": "girls", "text": "Good evening, daddy,", "pos": 1696629}
{"speaker": "mother", "text": "Well?", "pos": 1696670}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "All’s going first-rate, but my feet are beastly cold. Good! You have dressed up. You have done well! You must inspire confidence.", "pos": 1696695}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "All ready to go out.", "pos": 1696850}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Don’t forget what I told you. You will do everything sure?", "pos": 1696873}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Rest easy.", "pos": 1696934}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Because— By the way, have you been eating here?", "pos": 1696947}
{"speaker": "mother", "text": "Yes. I got three large potatoes and some salt. I took advantage of the fire to cook them.", "pos": 1697163}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Good. To-morrow I will take you out to dine with me. We will have a duck and fixings. You shall dine like Charles the Tenth; all is going well! The mouse-trap is open. The cats are there. Put this in the fire. Have you greased the hinges of the door so that they will not squeak?", "pos": 1697274}
{"speaker": "mother", "text": "Yes,", "pos": 1697757}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "What time is it?", "pos": 1697784}
{"speaker": "mother", "text": "Nearly six. The half-hour struck from Saint-Médard a while ago.", "pos": 1697803}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "The devil! the children must go and watch. Come you, do you listen here. Has old Bougon left?", "pos": 1697869}
{"speaker": "mother", "text": "Yes,", "pos": 1698053}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Are you sure that there is no one in our neighbor’s room?", "pos": 1698077}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "He has not been in all day, and you know very well that this is his dinner hour.", "pos": 1698137}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "You are sure?", "pos": 1698220}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Sure.", "pos": 1698236}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "All the same, there’s no harm in going to see whether he is there. Here, my girl, take the candle and go there.", "pos": 1698244}
{"speaker": "eldest daughter", "text": "P’pa, he is not in here.", "pos": 1698537}
{"speaker": "father", "text": "Did you go in?", "pos": 1698629}
{"speaker": "Girl", "text": "No, but as his key is in the door, he must be out.", "pos": 1698667}
{"speaker": "father", "text": "Go in, nevertheless.", "pos": 1698763}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Nos amours ont duré toute une semaine, Mais que du bonheur les instants sont courts! S’adorer huit jours, c’était bien la peine! Le temps des amours devrait durer toujours! Devrait durer toujours! devrait durer toujours! How ugly Paris is when it has put on a white chemise!", "pos": 1699407}
{"speaker": "father", "text": "Well! what are you about there?", "pos": 1700008}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "I am looking under the bed and the furniture, there’s no one here.", "pos": 1700062}
{"speaker": "father", "text": "Booby! Come here this minute! And don’t waste any time about it!", "pos": 1700178}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Coming! Coming! One has no time for anything in this hovel! Vous me quittez pour aller à la gloire; Mon triste cœur suivra partout.", "pos": 1700266}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Pay strict heed! One on the side of the barrier, the other at the corner of the Rue du Petit-Banquier. Don’t lose sight for a moment of the door of this house, and the moment you see anything, rush here on the instant! as hard as you can go! You have a key to get in.", "pos": 1700645}
{"speaker": "eldest girl", "text": "The idea of standing watch in the snow barefoot!", "pos": 1700942}
{"speaker": "father", "text": "To-morrow you shall have some dainty little green silk boots!", "pos": 1700993}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "By the way! Now that I think of it. In this weather, he will come in a carriage. Light the lantern, take it and go downstairs. You will stand behind the lower door. The very moment that you hear the carriage stop, you will open the door, instantly, he will come up, you will light the staircase and the corridor, and when he enters here, you will go downstairs again as speedily as possible, you will pay the coachman, and dismiss the fiacre.", "pos": 1705211}
{"speaker": "woman", "text": "And the money? What’s this?", "pos": 1705656}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "That is the monarch which our neighbor gave us this morning. Do you know what? Two chairs will be needed here.", "pos": 1705825}
{"speaker": "woman", "text": "What for?", "pos": 1705955}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "To sit on.", "pos": 1705967}
{"speaker": "woman", "text": "Pardieu! I’ll go and get one of our neighbor’s.", "pos": 1706072}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Take the candle,", "pos": 1706324}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "No,", "pos": 1706360}
{"speaker": "woman", "text": "it would embarrass me, I have the two chairs to carry. There is moonlight.", "pos": 1706376}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Here are the two chairs. And here is the lantern. Go down as quick as you can.", "pos": 1707048}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Those are the utensils of an edge-tool maker,", "pos": 1707869}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "What a fool I am! It’s the partition cracking! Provided only that he comes!", "pos": 1709463}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Enter, sir,", "pos": 1710250}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Enter, my benefactor,", "pos": 1710274}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Monsieur Fabantou, this is for your rent and your most pressing necessities. We will attend to the rest hereafter.", "pos": 1710467}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "May God requite it to you, my generous benefactor! Dismiss the carriage!", "pos": 1710595}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "’Tis done.", "pos": 1710870}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I shall be able to stop that wretch whenever I please,", "pos": 1712223}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "How is the poor little wounded girl?", "pos": 1712733}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Bad, very bad, my worthy sir. Her elder sister has taken her to the Bourbe to have her hurt dressed. You will see them presently; they will be back immediately.", "pos": 1712785}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Madame Fabantou seems to me to be better,", "pos": 1713008}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "She is dying. But what do you expect, sir! She has so much courage, that woman has! She’s not a woman, she’s an ox. You are always too good to me, Monsieur Jondrette!", "pos": 1713278}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Jondrette! I thought your name was Fabantou?", "pos": 1713570}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Fabantou, alias Jondrette! An artistic sobriquet! Ah! we have had a happy life together, this poor darling and I! What would there be left for us if we had not that? We are so wretched, my respectable sir! We have arms, but there is no work! We have the will, no work! I don’t know how the government arranges that, but, on my word of honor, sir, I am not Jacobin, sir, I am not a bousingot.30 I don’t wish them any evil, but if I were the ministers, on my most sacred word, things would be different. Here, for instance, I wanted to have my girls taught the trade of paper-box makers. You will say to me: ‘What! a trade?’ Yes! A trade! A simple trade! A bread-winner! What a fall, my benefactor! What a degradation, when one has been what we have been! Alas! There is nothing left to us of our days of prosperity! One thing only, a picture, of which I think a great deal, but which I am willing to part with, for I must live! Item, one must live!", "pos": 1713636}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Ah! I see! you are looking at your overcoat? It fits me! My faith, but it fits me!", "pos": 1715683}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Who is that man?", "pos": 1715842}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Him? he’s a neighbor of mine. Don’t pay any attention to him.", "pos": 1715878}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Excuse me; what were you saying, M. Fabantou?", "pos": 1716243}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "I was telling you, sir, and dear protector. I was telling you, that I have a picture to sell. Don’t mind them, they are people who belong in the house. So I was saying, that there remains in my possession a valuable picture. But stop, sir, take a look at it.", "pos": 1716291}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What is that?", "pos": 1717514}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "A painting by a master, a picture of great value, my benefactor! I am as much attached to it as I am to my two daughters; it recalls souvenirs to me! But I have told you, and I will not take it back, that I am so wretched that I will part with it.", "pos": 1717570}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "They are friends. They are neighbors. Their faces are black because they work in charcoal. They are chimney-builders. Don’t trouble yourself about them, my benefactor, but buy my picture. Have pity on my misery. I will not ask you much for it. How much do you think it is worth?", "pos": 1718563}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Well, it is some signboard for a tavern, and is worth about three francs.", "pos": 1718855}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Have you your pocket-book with you? I should be satisfied with a thousand crowns.", "pos": 1719063}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "If you do not buy my picture, my dear benefactor. I shall be left without resources; there will be nothing left for me but to throw myself into the river. When I think that I wanted to have my two girls taught the middle-class paper-box trade, the making of boxes for New Year’s gifts! Well! A table with a board at the end to keep the glasses from falling off is required, then a special stove is needed, a pot with three compartments for the different degrees of strength of the paste, according as it is to be used for wood, paper, or stuff, a paring-knife to cut the cardboard, a mould to adjust it, a hammer to nail the steels, pincers, how the devil do I know what all? And all that in order to earn four sous a day! And you have to work fourteen hours a day! And each box passes through the workwoman’s hands thirteen times! And you can’t wet the paper! And you mustn’t spot anything! And you must keep the paste hot. The devil, I tell you! Four sous a day! How do you suppose a man is to live?", "pos": 1719674}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Is this man an idiot?", "pos": 1720957}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "There is nothing left for me but to throw myself into the river! I went down three steps at the side of the bridge of Austerlitz the other day for that purpose. That has nothing to do with the question! Do you know me?", "pos": 1721107}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Is everything ready?", "pos": 1722180}
{"speaker": "the thin man", "text": "Yes,", "pos": 1722219}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Where is Montparnasse?", "pos": 1722248}
{"speaker": "the thin man", "text": "The young principal actor stopped to chat with your girl.", "pos": 1722273}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Which?", "pos": 1722333}
{"speaker": "the thin man", "text": "The eldest.", "pos": 1722342}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Is there a carriage at the door?", "pos": 1722356}
{"speaker": "the thin man", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 1722391}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Is the team harnessed?", "pos": 1722398}
{"speaker": "the thin man", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 1722423}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "With two good horses?", "pos": 1722430}
{"speaker": "the thin man", "text": "Excellent.", "pos": 1722454}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Is it waiting where I ordered?", "pos": 1722467}
{"speaker": "the thin man", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 1722500}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Good,", "pos": 1722507}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "So you do not recognize me?", "pos": 1724252}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "No.", "pos": 1724336}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "My name is not Fabantou, my name is not Jondrette, my name is Thénardier. I am the inn-keeper of Montfermeil! Do you understand? Thénardier! Now do you know me?", "pos": 1724645}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "No more than before.", "pos": 1724983}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "My name is Thénardier. Thénardier, do you understand?", "pos": 1725199}
{"speaker": "Marius's father", "text": "A certain Thénardier saved my life. If my son encounters him, he will do him all the good that lies in his power.", "pos": 1725982}
{"speaker": "Marius's father", "text": "Succor Thénardier!", "pos": 1727486}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Done for! Smoked brown! Cooked! Spitchcocked! Ah! Ah! so I’ve found you again at last, Mister philanthropist! Mister threadbare millionnaire! Mister giver of dolls! you old ninny! Ah! so you don’t recognize me! No, it wasn’t you who came to Montfermeil, to my inn, eight years ago, on Christmas eve, 1823! It wasn’t you who carried off that Fantine’s child from me! The Lark! It wasn’t you who had a yellow great-coat! No! Nor a package of duds in your hand, as you had this morning here! Say, wife, it seems to be his mania to carry packets of woollen stockings into houses! Old charity monger, get out with you! Are you a hosier, Mister millionnaire? You give away your stock in trade to the poor, holy man! What bosh! merry Andrew! Ah! and you don’t recognize me? Well, I recognize you, that I do! I recognized you the very moment you poked your snout in here. Ah! you’ll find out presently, that it isn’t all roses to thrust yourself in that fashion into people’s houses, under the pretext that they are taverns, in wretched clothes, with the air of a poor man, to whom one would give a sou, to deceive persons, to play the generous, to take away their means of livelihood, and to make threats in the woods, and you can’t call things quits because afterwards, when people are ruined, you bring a coat that is too large, and two miserable hospital blankets, you old blackguard, you child-stealer! And with his goody-goody air! Parbleu! You made game of me in the past! You are the cause of all my misfortunes! For fifteen hundred francs you got a girl whom I had, and who certainly belonged to rich people, and who had already brought in a great deal of money, and from whom I might have extracted enough to live on all my life! A girl who would have made up to me for everything that I lost in that vile cook-shop, where there was nothing but one continual row, and where, like a fool, I ate up my last farthing! Oh! I wish all the wine folks drank in my house had been poison to those who drank it! Well, never mind! Say, now! You must have thought me ridiculous when you went off with the Lark! You had your cudgel in the forest. You were the stronger. Revenge. I’m the one to hold the trumps to-day! You’re in a sorry case, my good fellow! Oh, but I can laugh! Really, I laugh! Didn’t he fall into the trap! I told him that I was an actor, that my name was Fabantou, that I had played comedy with Mamselle Mars, with Mamselle Muche, that my landlord insisted on being paid tomorrow, the 4th of February, and he didn’t even notice that the 8th of January, and not the 4th of February is the time when the quarter runs out! Absurd idiot! And the four miserable Philippes which he has brought me! Scoundrel! He hadn’t the heart even to go as high as a hundred francs! And how he swallowed my platitudes! That did amuse me. I said to myself: ‘Blockhead! Come, I’ve got you! I lick your paws this morning, but I’ll gnaw your heart this evening!’", "pos": 1729861}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I do not know what you mean to say. You are mistaken in me. I am a very poor man, and anything but a millionnaire. I do not know you. You are mistaking me for some other person.", "pos": 1733784}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Ah! a pretty lie! You stick to that pleasantry, do you! You’re floundering, my old buck! Ah! You don’t remember! You don’t see who I am?", "pos": 1733994}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Excuse me, sir. I see that you are a villain!", "pos": 1734133}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Villain! Yes, I know that you call us that, you rich gentlemen! Stop! it’s true that I became bankrupt, that I am in hiding, that I have no bread, that I have not a single sou, that I am a villain! It’s three days since I have had anything to eat, so I’m a villain! Ah! you folks warm your feet, you have Sakoski boots, you have wadded great-coats, like archbishops, you lodge on the first floor in houses that have porters, you eat truffles, you eat asparagus at forty francs the bunch in the month of January, and green peas, you gorge yourselves, and when you want to know whether it is cold, you look in the papers to see what the engineer Chevalier’s thermometer says about it. We, it is we who are thermometers. We don’t need to go out and look on the quay at the corner of the Tour de l’Horologe, to find out the number of degrees of cold; we feel our blood congealing in our veins, and the ice forming round our hearts, and we say: ‘There is no God!’ And you come to our caverns, yes our caverns, for the purpose of calling us villains! But we’ll devour you! But we’ll devour you, poor little things! Just see here, Mister millionnaire: I have been a solid man, I have held a license, I have been an elector, I am a bourgeois, that I am! And it’s quite possible that you are not! When I think that he has dared to come here and talk to me like a cobbler! And listen to this also, Mister philanthropist! I’m not a suspicious character, not a bit of it! I’m not a man whose name nobody knows, and who comes and abducts children from houses! I’m an old French soldier, I ought to have been decorated! I was at Waterloo, so I was! And in the battle I saved a general called the Comte of I don’t know what. He told me his name, but his beastly voice was so weak that I didn’t hear. All I caught was Merci . I’d rather have had his name than his thanks. That would have helped me to find him again. The picture that you see here, and which was painted by David at Bruqueselles,—do you know what it represents? It represents me. David wished to immortalize that feat of prowess. I have that general on my back, and I am carrying him through the grape-shot. There’s the history of it! That general never did a single thing for me; he was no better than the rest! But nonetheless, I saved his life at the risk of my own, and I have the certificate of the fact in my pocket! I am a soldier of Waterloo, by all the furies! And now that I have had the goodness to tell you all this, let’s have an end of it. I want money, I want a deal of money, I must have an enormous lot of money, or I’ll exterminate you, by the thunder of the good God!", "pos": 1734625}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What have you to say before we put the handcuffs on you?", "pos": 1739555}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "If there’s any wood to be split, I’m there!", "pos": 1739740}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Why have you taken off your mask?", "pos": 1740041}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "For fun,", "pos": 1740105}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "My father,", "pos": 1741705}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "forgive me!", "pos": 1741730}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Don’t harm him!", "pos": 1741873}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Don’t hurt him!", "pos": 1742306}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Don’t you mix yourself up in this affair. You’ll tear your shawl. Now, search him, you other fellows! What! No pocket-book?", "pos": 1743790}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "No, nor watch,", "pos": 1744277}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Never mind,", "pos": 1744333}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "he’s a tough old fellow.", "pos": 1744429}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Tie him to the leg of the bed. Is Boulatruelle dead?", "pos": 1744556}
{"speaker": "Bigrenaille", "text": "No, he’s drunk.", "pos": 1744769}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Sweep him into a corner. Babet, why did you bring so many; they were not needed.", "pos": 1744810}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What can you do?", "pos": 1745084}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "they all wanted to be in it. This is a bad season. There’s no business going on.", "pos": 1745136}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Monsieur— Stand off a little, and let me have a talk with the gentleman. Monsieur, you did wrong to try to jump out of the window. You might have broken your leg. Now, if you will permit me, we will converse quietly. In the first place, I must communicate to you an observation which I have made which is, that you have not uttered the faintest cry. Mon Dieu! You might have shouted ‘stop thief’ a bit, and I should not have thought it improper. ‘Murder!’ That, too, is said occasionally, and, so far as I am concerned, I should not have taken it in bad part. It is very natural that you should make a little row when you find yourself with persons who don’t inspire you with sufficient confidence. You might have done that, and no one would have troubled you on that account. You would not even have been gagged. And I will tell you why. This room is very private. That’s its only recommendation, but it has that in its favor. You might fire off a mortar and it would produce about as much noise at the nearest police station as the snores of a drunken man. Here a cannon would make a boum, and the thunder would make a pouf. It’s a handy lodging. But, in short, you did not shout, and it is better so. I present you my compliments, and I will tell you the conclusion that I draw from that fact: My dear sir, when a man shouts, who comes? The police. And after the police? Justice. Well! You have not made an outcry; that is because you don’t care to have the police and the courts come in any more than we do. It is because,—I have long suspected it,—you have some interest in hiding something. On our side we have the same interest. So we can come to an understanding.", "pos": 1746139}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "I continue. We can come to an understanding. Let us arrange this matter in an amicable way. I was wrong to lose my temper just now, I don’t know what I was thinking of, I went a great deal too far, I said extravagant things. For example, because you are a millionnaire, I told you that I exacted money, a lot of money, a deal of money. That would not be reasonable. Mon Dieu, in spite of your riches, you have expenses of your own—who has not? I don’t want to ruin you, I am not a greedy fellow, after all. I am not one of those people who, because they have the advantage of the position, profit by the fact to make themselves ridiculous. Why, I’m taking things into consideration and making a sacrifice on my side. I only want two hundred thousand francs. You see that I put not a little water in my wine; I’m very moderate. I don’t know the state of your fortune, but I do know that you don’t stick at money, and a benevolent man like yourself can certainly give two hundred thousand francs to the father of a family who is out of luck. Certainly, you are reasonable, too; you haven’t imagined that I should take all the trouble I have to-day and organized this affair this evening, which has been labor well bestowed, in the opinion of these gentlemen, merely to wind up by asking you for enough to go and drink red wine at fifteen sous and eat veal at Desnoyer’s. Two hundred thousand francs—it’s surely worth all that. This trifle once out of your pocket, I guarantee you that that’s the end of the matter, and that you have no further demands to fear. You will say to me: ‘But I haven’t two hundred thousand francs about me.’ Oh! I’m not extortionate. I don’t demand that. I only ask one thing of you. Have the goodness to write what I am about to dictate to you. I warn you that I shall not admit that you don’t know how to write. Write,", "pos": 1750423}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "How do you expect me to write? I am bound.", "pos": 1752780}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "That’s true, excuse me! you are quite right. Untie the gentleman’s right arm. Understand thoroughly, sir, that you are in our power, at our discretion, that no human power can get you out of this, and that we shall be really grieved if we are forced to proceed to disagreeable extremities. I know neither your name, nor your address, but I warn you, that you will remain bound until the person charged with carrying the letter which you are about to write shall have returned. Now, be so good as to write.", "pos": 1752825}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What?", "pos": 1753569}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "I will dictate. My daughter— Put down ‘My dear daughter’— Come instantly— You address her as thou, do you not?", "pos": 1753600}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Who?", "pos": 1753906}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Parbleu! the little one, the Lark.", "pos": 1753931}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I do not know what you mean.", "pos": 1754048}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Go on, nevertheless. Come immediately, I am in absolute need of thee. The person who will deliver this note to thee is instructed to conduct thee to me. I am waiting for thee. Come with confidence. Ah! erase ‘come with confidence’; that might lead her to suppose that everything was not as it should be, and that distrust is possible. Now, sign it. What’s your name?", "pos": 1754079}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "For whom is this letter?", "pos": 1754673}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "You know well, for the little one I just told you so. Sign. What is your name?", "pos": 1754700}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Urbain Fabre,", "pos": 1755191}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "U. F. That’s it. Urbain Fabre. Well, sign it U. F. As two hands are required to fold the letter, give it to me, I will fold it. Address it, ‘Mademoiselle Fabre,’ at your house. I know that you live a long distance from here, near Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas, because you go to mass there every day, but I don’t know in what street. I see that you understand your situation. As you have not lied about your name, you will not lie about your address. Write it yourself.", "pos": 1755428}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Mademoiselle Fabre, at M. Urbain Fabre’s, Rue Saint-Dominique-D’Enfer, No. 17.", "pos": 1756033}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Wife! Here’s the letter. You know what you have to do. There is a carriage at the door. Set out at once, and return ditto. Since you have taken off your nose-screen, accompany the mistress. You will get up behind the fiacre. You know where you left the team?", "pos": 1756179}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Yes,", "pos": 1756535}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Above all things, don’t lose the letter! remember that you carry two hundred thousand francs with you!", "pos": 1756727}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Be easy. I have it in my bosom.", "pos": 1756872}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Good! They’re going at a fine pace. At such a gallop, the bourgeoise will be back inside three-quarters of an hour. My feet are cold!", "pos": 1757023}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "In any case, if she is the Lark, I shall see her, for the Thénardier woman is to bring her hither. That will be the end, and then I will give my life and my blood if necessary, but I will deliver her! Nothing shall stop me.", "pos": 1759175}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "By the way, Monsieur Fabre, I might as well say it to you at once. My wife will be back shortly, don’t get impatient. I think that the Lark really is your daughter, and it seems to me quite natural that you should keep her. Only, listen to me a bit. My wife will go and hunt her up with your letter. I told my wife to dress herself in the way she did, so that your young lady might make no difficulty about following her. They will both enter the carriage with my comrade behind. Somewhere, outside the barrier, there is a trap harnessed to two very good horses. Your young lady will be taken to it. She will alight from the fiacre. My comrade will enter the other vehicle with her, and my wife will come back here to tell us: ‘It’s done.’ As for the young lady, no harm will be done to her; the trap will conduct her to a place where she will be quiet, and just as soon as you have handed over to me those little two hundred thousand francs, she will be returned to you. If you have me arrested, my comrade will give a turn of his thumb to the Lark, that’s all. It’s very simple, as you see. There’ll be no harm done unless you wish that there should be harm done. I’m telling you how things stand. I warn you so that you may be prepared. As soon as my wife returns and says to me: ‘The Lark is on the way,’ we will release you, and you will be free to go and sleep at home. You see that our intentions are not evil.", "pos": 1759724}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "False address! Nobody there! Rue Saint-Dominique, No. 17, no Monsieur Urbain Fabre! They know not what it means! Monsieur Thénardier! That old fellow has duped you! You are too good, you see! If it had been me, I’d have chopped the beast in four quarters to begin with! And if he had acted ugly, I’d have boiled him alive! He would have been obliged to speak, and say where the girl is, and where he keeps his shiners! That’s the way I should have managed matters! People are perfectly right when they say that men are a deal stupider than women! Nobody at No. 17. It’s nothing but a big carriage gate! No Monsieur Fabre in the Rue Saint-Dominique! And after all that racing and fee to the coachman and all! I spoke to both the porter and the portress, a fine, stout woman, and they know nothing about him!", "pos": 1762903}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "A false address? What did you expect to gain by that?", "pos": 1764269}
{"speaker": "Prisoner", "text": "To gain time!", "pos": 1764325}
{"speaker": "Bigrenaille", "text": "Be easy. He still holds by one leg, and he can’t get away. I’ll answer for that. I tied that paw for him.", "pos": 1766983}
{"speaker": "Prisoner", "text": "You are wretches, but my life is not worth the trouble of defending it. When you think that you can make me speak, that you can make me write what I do not choose to write, that you can make me say what I do not choose to say— See here.", "pos": 1767143}
{"speaker": "Prisoner", "text": "Do what you please with me.", "pos": 1768540}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "There is only one thing left to do.", "pos": 1768974}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Cut his throat.", "pos": 1769012}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "That’s it.", "pos": 1769030}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Something is falling! What is it?", "pos": 1770772}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Where did this come from?", "pos": 1770946}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Pardie! where do you suppose it came from? Through the window, of course.", "pos": 1771018}
{"speaker": "Bigrenaille", "text": "I saw it pass.", "pos": 1771094}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "It’s in Éponine’s handwriting. The devil! Quick! The ladder! Let’s leave the bacon in the mousetrap and decamp!", "pos": 1771200}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Without cutting that man’s throat?", "pos": 1771457}
{"speaker": "Bigrenaille", "text": "Through what?", "pos": 1771546}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Through the window. Since Ponine has thrown the stone through the window, it indicates that the house is not watched on that side.", "pos": 1771605}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Come! the bourgeoise first!", "pos": 1772353}
{"speaker": "Bigrenaille", "text": "Not much, come now, you old dog, after us!", "pos": 1772515}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "After us! You are children, we are losing time. The police are on our heels.", "pos": 1772560}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Would you like my hat?", "pos": 1772961}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Halt there. You shall not go out by the window, you shall go through the door. It’s less unhealthy. There are seven of you, there are fifteen of us. Don’t let’s fall to collaring each other like men of Auvergne.", "pos": 1774822}
{"speaker": "Bigrenaille", "text": "It’s Javert. I don’t dare fire at that man. Do you dare?", "pos": 1775178}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Parbleu!", "pos": 1775237}
{"speaker": "Bigrenaille", "text": "Well, then, fire.", "pos": 1775268}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Come now, don’t fire. You’ll miss fire. Didn’t I tell you so!", "pos": 1775438}
{"speaker": "Bigrenaille", "text": "You’re the emperor of the fiends! I surrender.", "pos": 1775627}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "And you?", "pos": 1775676}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "So do we.", "pos": 1775741}
{"speaker": "Bigrenaille", "text": "I only ask one thing, and that is, that I may not be denied tobacco while I am in confinement.", "pos": 1775843}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Granted. Come in now! Handcuff them all!", "pos": 1775960}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Come on!", "pos": 1776307}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "Beware! The cowards! Don’t come near me, or I’ll crush you.", "pos": 1776896}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "What a grenadier! you’ve got a beard like a man, mother, but I have claws like a woman.", "pos": 1777327}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "The handcuffs!", "pos": 1777961}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "My daughters!", "pos": 1778230}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "They are in the jug,", "pos": 1778246}
{"speaker": "The drunken man", "text": "Is it all over, Jondrette?", "pos": 1778417}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Yes. Keep on your masks. Good day, Bigrenaille! good day, Brujon! good day, Deuxmilliards! Good day, Gueulemer! Good day, Babet! Your health, Claquesous. Untie the gentleman! and let no one go out! Let the gentleman whom these gentlemen bound step forward. Well, where is he?", "pos": 1778446}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "The devil! he must have been the most valuable of the lot.", "pos": 1780191}
{"speaker": "The child", "text": "Hello! And I took it for an enormous, enormous dog!", "pos": 1780966}
{"speaker": "The old woman", "text": "Nasty brat! If I hadn’t been bending over, I know well where I would have planted my foot on you.", "pos": 1781235}
{"speaker": "The boy", "text": "Kisss! kisss! After that, I don’t think I was mistaken! Madame, does not possess that style of beauty which pleases me. Le roi Coupdesabot S’en allait à la chasse, À la chasse aux corbeaux—", "pos": 1781381}
{"speaker": "The old woman", "text": "What’s this? What’s this? Lord God! He’s battering the door down! He’s knocking the house down. Is that the way buildings are treated nowadays? What! so it’s that imp!", "pos": 1782521}
{"speaker": "The lad", "text": "Why, it’s the old lady. Good day, Bougonmuche. I have come to see my ancestors.", "pos": 1782804}
{"speaker": "The old woman", "text": "There’s no one here.", "pos": 1783083}
{"speaker": "The boy", "text": "Bah! where’s my father?", "pos": 1783106}
{"speaker": "The old woman", "text": "At La Force.", "pos": 1783152}
{"speaker": "The boy", "text": "Come, now! And my mother?", "pos": 1783167}
{"speaker": "The old woman", "text": "At Saint-Lazare.", "pos": 1783195}
{"speaker": "The boy", "text": "Well! And my sisters?", "pos": 1783214}
{"speaker": "The old woman", "text": "At the Madelonettes.", "pos": 1783238}
{"speaker": "The lad", "text": "Ah!", "pos": 1783339}
{"speaker": "The boy", "text": "Le roi Coupdesabot S’en allait à la chasse, À la chasse aux corbeaux, Monté sur deux échasses. Quand on passait dessous, On lui payait deux sous.", "pos": 1783560}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "But the task of sages is one thing, the task of clever men is another.", "pos": 1796110}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The Revolution of 1830 came to a sudden halt.", "pos": 1796181}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "As soon as a revolution has made the coast, the skilful make haste to prepare the shipwreck.", "pos": 1796227}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The skilful in our century have conferred on themselves the title of Statesmen; so that this word, statesmen, has ended by becoming somewhat of a slang word.", "pos": 1796320}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "It must be borne in mind, in fact, that wherever there is nothing but skill, there is necessarily pettiness.", "pos": 1796478}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "To say “the skilful” amounts to saying “the mediocre.”", "pos": 1796587}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "In the same way, to say “statesmen” is sometimes equivalent to saying “traitors.”", "pos": 1796642}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "If, then, we are to believe the skilful, revolutions like the Revolution of July are severed arteries; a prompt ligature is indispensable.", "pos": 1796724}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The right, too grandly proclaimed, is shaken.", "pos": 1796863}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Also, right once firmly fixed, the state must be strengthened.", "pos": 1796909}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Liberty once assured, attention must be directed to power.", "pos": 1796972}
{"speaker": "Sages", "text": "Power, very good. But, in the first place, what is power? In the second, whence comes it?", "pos": 1797125}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The skilful do not seem to hear the murmured objection, and they continue their manœuvres.", "pos": 1797215}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "According to the politicians, who are ingenious in putting the mask of necessity on profitable fictions, the first requirement of a people after a revolution, when this people forms part of a monarchical continent, is to procure for itself a dynasty.", "pos": 1797306}
{"speaker": "Politicians", "text": "In this way, say they, peace, that is to say, time to dress our wounds, and to repair the house, can be had after a revolution.", "pos": 1797557}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The dynasty conceals the scaffolding and covers the ambulance.", "pos": 1797685}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Now, it is not always easy to procure a dynasty.", "pos": 1797748}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "If it is absolutely necessary, the first man of genius or even the first man of fortune who comes to hand suffices for the manufacturing of a king.", "pos": 1797797}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "You have, in the first case, Napoleon; in the second, Iturbide.", "pos": 1797945}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "But the first family that comes to hand does not suffice to make a dynasty.", "pos": 1798009}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "There is necessarily required a certain modicum of antiquity in a race, and the wrinkle of the centuries cannot be improvised.", "pos": 1798085}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "If we place ourselves at the point of view of the “statesmen,” after making all allowances, of course, after a revolution, what are the qualities of the king which result from it?", "pos": 1798212}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "He may be and it is useful for him to be a revolutionary; that is to say, a participant in his own person in that revolution, that he should have lent a hand to it, that he should have either compromised or distinguished himself therein, that he should have touched the axe or wielded the sword in it.", "pos": 1798392}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What are the qualities of a dynasty?", "pos": 1798694}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "It should be national; that is to say, revolutionary at a distance, not through acts committed, but by reason of ideas accepted.", "pos": 1798731}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "It should be composed of past and be historic; be composed of future and be sympathetic.", "pos": 1798860}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "All this explains why the early revolutions contented themselves with finding a man, Cromwell or Napoleon; and why the second absolutely insisted on finding a family, the House of Brunswick or the House of Orleans.", "pos": 1798949}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Royal houses resemble those Indian fig-trees, each branch of which, bending over to the earth, takes root and becomes a fig-tree itself.", "pos": 1799164}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Each branch may become a dynasty.", "pos": 1799301}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "On the sole condition that it shall bend down to the people.", "pos": 1799335}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Such is the theory of the skilful.", "pos": 1799396}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Here, then, lies the great art: to make a little render to success the sound of a catastrophe in order that those who profit by it may tremble from it also, to season with fear every step that is taken, to augment the curve of the transition to the point of retarding progress, to dull that aurora, to denounce and retrench the harshness of enthusiasm, to cut all angles and nails, to wad triumph, to muffle up right, to envelop the giant-people in flannel, and to put it to bed very speedily, to impose a diet on that excess of health, to put Hercules on the treatment of a convalescent, to dilute the event with the expedient, to offer to spirits thirsting for the ideal that nectar thinned out with a potion, to take one’s precautions against too much success, to garnish the revolution with a shade.", "pos": 1799431}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "1830 practised this theory, already applied to England by 1688.", "pos": 1800235}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "1830 is a revolution arrested midway.", "pos": 1800299}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Half of progress, quasi-right.", "pos": 1800337}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Now, logic knows not the “almost,” absolutely as the sun knows not the candle.", "pos": 1800368}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Who arrests revolutions half-way?", "pos": 1800447}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The bourgeoisie?", "pos": 1800481}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Why?", "pos": 1800498}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Because the bourgeoisie is interest which has reached satisfaction.", "pos": 1800503}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Yesterday it was appetite, to-day it is plenitude, to-morrow it will be satiety.", "pos": 1800571}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The phenomenon of 1814 after Napoleon was reproduced in 1830 after Charles X.", "pos": 1800652}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The attempt has been made, and wrongly, to make a class of the bourgeoisie.", "pos": 1800730}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The bourgeoisie is simply the contented portion of the people.", "pos": 1800806}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The bourgeois is the man who now has time to sit down.", "pos": 1800869}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "A chair is not a caste.", "pos": 1800924}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "But through a desire to sit down too soon, one may arrest the very march of the human race.", "pos": 1800948}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "This has often been the fault of the bourgeoisie.", "pos": 1801040}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "One is not a class because one has committed a fault.", "pos": 1801090}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Selfishness is not one of the divisions of the social order.", "pos": 1801144}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Moreover, we must be just to selfishness.", "pos": 1801205}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The state to which that part of the nation which is called the bourgeoisie aspired after the shock of 1830 was not the inertia which is complicated with indifference and laziness, and which contains a little shame; it was not the slumber which presupposes a momentary forgetfulness accessible to dreams; it was the halt.", "pos": 1801247}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The halt is a word formed of a singular double and almost contradictory sense: a troop on the march, that is to say, movement; a stand, that is to say, repose.", "pos": 1801568}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The halt is the restoration of forces; it is repose armed and on the alert; it is the accomplished fact which posts sentinels and holds itself on its guard.", "pos": 1801728}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The halt presupposes the combat of yesterday and the combat of to-morrow.", "pos": 1801885}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "It is the partition between 1830 and 1848.", "pos": 1801959}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What we here call combat may also be designated as progress.", "pos": 1802002}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The bourgeoisie then, as well as the statesmen, required a man who should express this word Halt.", "pos": 1802063}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "An Although-Because.", "pos": 1802161}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "A composite individuality, signifying revolution and signifying stability, in other terms, strengthening the present by the evident compatibility of the past with the future.", "pos": 1802182}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "This man was “already found.”", "pos": 1802357}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "His name was Louis Philippe d’Orleans.", "pos": 1802387}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The 221 made Louis Philippe King.", "pos": 1802426}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Lafayette undertook the coronation.", "pos": 1802460}
{"speaker": "Lafayette", "text": "He called it the best of republics.", "pos": 1802496}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The town-hall of Paris took the place of the Cathedral of Rheims.", "pos": 1802532}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "This substitution of a half-throne for a whole throne was “the work of 1830.”", "pos": 1802598}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "When the skilful had finished, the immense vice of their solution became apparent.", "pos": 1802676}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "All this had been accomplished outside the bounds of absolute right.", "pos": 1802759}
{"speaker": "Absolute right", "text": "Absolute right cried: “I protest!”", "pos": 1802828}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "then, terrible to say, it retired into the darkness.", "pos": 1802863}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Revolutions have a terrible arm and a happy hand, they strike firmly and choose well.", "pos": 1802943}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Even incomplete, even debased and abused and reduced to the state of a junior revolution like the Revolution of 1830, they nearly always retain sufficient providential lucidity to prevent them from falling amiss.", "pos": 1803029}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Their eclipse is never an abdication.", "pos": 1803242}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Nevertheless, let us not boast too loudly; revolutions also may be deceived, and grave errors have been seen.", "pos": 1803280}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Let us return to 1830.", "pos": 1803390}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "1830, in its deviation, had good luck.", "pos": 1803413}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "In the establishment which entitled itself order after the revolution had been cut short, the King amounted to more than royalty.", "pos": 1803452}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Louis Philippe was a rare man.", "pos": 1803582}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The son of a father to whom history will accord certain attenuating circumstances, but also as worthy of esteem as that father had been of blame; possessing all private virtues and many public virtues; careful of his health, of his fortune, of his person, of his affairs, knowing the value of a minute and not always the value of a year; sober, serene, peaceable, patient; a good man and a good prince; sleeping with his wife, and having in his palace lackeys charged with the duty of showing the conjugal bed to the bourgeois, an ostentation of the regular sleeping-apartment which had become useful after the former illegitimate displays of the elder branch; knowing all the languages of Europe, and, what is more rare, all the languages of all interests, and speaking them; an admirable representative of the “middle class,” but outstripping it, and in every way greater than it; possessing excellent sense, while appreciating the blood from which he had sprung, counting most of all on his intrinsic worth, and, on the question of his race, very particular, declaring himself Orleans and not Bourbon; thoroughly the first Prince of the Blood Royal while he was still only a Serene Highness, but a frank bourgeois from the day he became king; diffuse in public, concise in private; reputed, but not proved to be a miser; at bottom, one of those economists who are readily prodigal at their own fancy or duty; lettered, but not very sensitive to letters; a gentleman, but not a chevalier; simple, calm, and strong; adored by his family and his household; a fascinating talker, an undeceived statesman, inwardly cold, dominated by immediate interest, always governing at the shortest range, incapable of rancor and of gratitude, making use without mercy of superiority on mediocrity, clever in getting parliamentary majorities to put in the wrong those mysterious unanimities which mutter dully under thrones; unreserved, sometimes imprudent in his lack of reserve, but with marvellous address in that imprudence; fertile in expedients, in countenances, in masks; making France fear Europe and Europe France! Incontestably fond of his country, but preferring his family; assuming more domination than authority and more authority than dignity, a disposition which has this unfortunate property, that as it turns everything to success, it admits of ruse and does not absolutely repudiate baseness, but which has this valuable side, that it preserves politics from violent shocks, the state from fractures, and society from catastrophes; minute, correct, vigilant, attentive, sagacious, indefatigable; contradicting himself at times and giving himself the lie; bold against Austria at Ancona, obstinate against England in Spain, bombarding Antwerp, and paying off Pritchard; singing the Marseillaise with conviction, inaccessible to despondency, to lassitude, to the taste for the beautiful and the ideal, to daring generosity, to Utopia, to chimæras, to wrath, to vanity, to fear; possessing all the forms of personal intrepidity; a general at Valmy; a soldier at Jemappes; attacked eight times by regicides and always smiling.", "pos": 1803613}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Brave as a grenadier, courageous as a thinker; uneasy only in the face of the chances of a European shaking up, and unfitted for great political adventures; always ready to risk his life, never his work; disguising his will in influence, in order that he might be obeyed as an intelligence rather than as a king; endowed with observation and not with divination; not very attentive to minds, but knowing men, that is to say requiring to see in order to judge; prompt and penetrating good sense, practical wisdom, easy speech, prodigious memory; drawing incessantly on this memory, his only point of resemblance with Cæsar, Alexander, and Napoleon; knowing deeds, facts, details, dates, proper names, ignorant of tendencies, passions, the diverse geniuses of the crowd, the interior aspirations, the hidden and obscure uprisings of souls, in a word, all that can be designated as the invisible currents of consciences; accepted by the surface, but little in accord with France lower down; extricating himself by dint of tact; governing too much and not enough; his own first minister; excellent at creating out of the pettiness of realities an obstacle to the immensity of ideas; mingling a genuine creative faculty of civilization, of order and organization, an indescribable spirit of proceedings and chicanery, the founder and lawyer of a dynasty; having something of Charlemagne and something of an attorney; in short, a lofty and original figure, a prince who understood how to create authority in spite of the uneasiness of France, and power in spite of the jealousy of Europe.", "pos": 1806741}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Louis Philippe will be classed among the eminent men of his century, and would be ranked among the most illustrious governors of history had he loved glory but a little, and if he had had the sentiment of what is great to the same degree as the feeling for what is useful.", "pos": 1808324}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Louis Philippe had been handsome, and in his old age he remained graceful; not always approved by the nation, he always was so by the masses; he pleased.", "pos": 1808597}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "He had that gift of charming.", "pos": 1808751}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "He lacked majesty; he wore no crown, although a king, and no white hair, although an old man; his manners belonged to the old regime and his habits to the new; a mixture of the noble and the bourgeois which suited 1830; Louis Philippe was transition reigning; he had preserved the ancient pronunciation and the ancient orthography which he placed at the service of opinions modern; he loved Poland and Hungary, but he wrote les Polonois, and he pronounced les Hongrais.", "pos": 1808781}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "He wore the uniform of the national guard, like Charles X., and the ribbon of the Legion of Honor, like Napoleon.", "pos": 1809251}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "He went a little to chapel, not at all to the chase, never to the opera.", "pos": 1809365}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Incorruptible by sacristans, by whippers-in, by ballet-dancers; this made a part of his bourgeois popularity.", "pos": 1809438}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "He had no heart.", "pos": 1809548}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "He went out with his umbrella under his arm, and this umbrella long formed a part of his aureole.", "pos": 1809565}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "He was a bit of a mason, a bit of a gardener, something of a doctor; he bled a postilion who had tumbled from his horse; Louis Philippe no more went about without his lancet, than did Henri IV. without his poniard.", "pos": 1809663}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The Royalists jeered at this ridiculous king, the first who had ever shed blood with the object of healing.", "pos": 1809878}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "For the grievances against Louis Philippe, there is one deduction to be made; there is that which accuses royalty, that which accuses the reign, that which accuses the King; three columns which all give different totals.", "pos": 1809986}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Democratic right confiscated, progress becomes a matter of secondary interest, the protests of the street violently repressed, military execution of insurrections, the rising passed over by arms, the Rue Transnonain, the counsels of war, the absorption of the real country by the legal country, on half shares with three hundred thousand privileged persons,—these are the deeds of royalty; Belgium refused, Algeria too harshly conquered, and, as in the case of India by the English, with more barbarism than civilization, the breach of faith, to Abd-el-Kader, Blaye, Deutz bought, Pritchard paid,—these are the doings of the reign; the policy which was more domestic than national was the doing of the King.", "pos": 1810207}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "As will be seen, the proper deduction having been made, the King’s charge is decreased.", "pos": 1810915}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "This is his great fault; he was modest in the name of France.", "pos": 1811003}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Whence arises this fault?", "pos": 1811065}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "We will state it.", "pos": 1811091}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Louis Philippe was rather too much of a paternal king; that incubation of a family with the object of founding a dynasty is afraid of everything and does not like to be disturbed; hence excessive timidity, which is displeasing to the people, who have the 14th of July in their civil and Austerlitz in their military tradition.", "pos": 1811109}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Moreover, if we deduct the public duties which require to be fulfilled first of all, that deep tenderness of Louis Philippe towards his family was deserved by the family.", "pos": 1811436}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "That domestic group was worthy of admiration.", "pos": 1811607}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Virtues there dwelt side by side with talents.", "pos": 1811653}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "One of Louis Philippe’s daughters, Marie d’Orleans, placed the name of her race among artists, as Charles d’Orleans had placed it among poets.", "pos": 1811700}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "She made of her soul a marble which she named Jeanne d’Arc.", "pos": 1811843}
{"speaker": "Metternich", "text": "Two of Louis Philippe’s daughters elicited from Metternich this eulogium: “They are young people such as are rarely seen, and princes such as are never seen.”", "pos": 1811903}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "This, without any dissimulation, and also without any exaggeration, is the truth about Louis Philippe.", "pos": 1812062}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "To be Prince Equality, to bear in his own person the contradiction of the Restoration and the Revolution, to have that disquieting side of the revolutionary which becomes reassuring in governing power, therein lay the fortune of Louis Philippe in 1830; never was there a more complete adaptation of a man to an event; the one entered into the other, and the incarnation took place.", "pos": 1812165}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Louis Philippe is 1830 made man.", "pos": 1812547}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Moreover, he had in his favor that great recommendation to the throne, exile.", "pos": 1812580}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "He had been proscribed, a wanderer, poor.", "pos": 1812658}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "He had lived by his own labor.", "pos": 1812700}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "In Switzerland, this heir to the richest princely domains in France had sold an old horse in order to obtain bread.", "pos": 1812731}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "At Reichenau, he gave lessons in mathematics, while his sister Adelaide did wool work and sewed.", "pos": 1812847}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "These souvenirs connected with a king rendered the bourgeoisie enthusiastic.", "pos": 1812944}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "He had, with his own hands, demolished the iron cage of Mont-Saint-Michel, built by Louis XI., and used by Louis XV.", "pos": 1813021}
{"speaker": "Danton", "text": "He was the companion of Dumouriez, he was the friend of Lafayette; he had belonged to the Jacobins’ club; Mirabeau had slapped him on the shoulder; Danton had said to him: “Young man!”", "pos": 1813138}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "At the age of four and twenty, in ’93, being then M. de Chartres, he had witnessed, from the depth of a box, the trial of Louis XVI., so well named that poor tyrant.", "pos": 1813323}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The blind clairvoyance of the Revolution, breaking royalty in the King and the King with royalty, did so almost without noticing the man in the fierce crushing of the idea, the vast storm of the Assembly-Tribunal, the public wrath interrogating, Capet not knowing what to reply, the alarming, stupefied vacillation by that royal head beneath that sombre breath, the relative innocence of all in that catastrophe, of those who condemned as well as of the man condemned,—he had looked on those things, he had contemplated that giddiness; he had seen the centuries appear before the bar of the Assembly-Convention; he had beheld, behind Louis XVI., that unfortunate passer-by who was made responsible, the terrible culprit, the monarchy, rise through the shadows; and there had lingered in his soul the respectful fear of these immense justices of the populace, which are almost as impersonal as the justice of God.", "pos": 1813489}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The trace left in him by the Revolution was prodigious.", "pos": 1814402}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Its memory was like a living imprint of those great years, minute by minute.", "pos": 1814458}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "One day, in the presence of a witness whom we are not permitted to doubt, he rectified from memory the whole of the letter A in the alphabetical list of the Constituent Assembly.", "pos": 1814535}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Louis Philippe was a king of the broad daylight.", "pos": 1814714}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "While he reigned the press was free, the tribune was free, conscience and speech were free.", "pos": 1814763}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The laws of September are open to sight.", "pos": 1814855}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Although fully aware of the gnawing power of light on privileges, he left his throne exposed to the light.", "pos": 1814896}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "History will do justice to him for this loyalty.", "pos": 1815003}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Louis Philippe, like all historical men who have passed from the scene, is to-day put on his trial by the human conscience. His case is, as yet, only in the lower court.", "pos": 1815051}
{"speaker": "Louis Philippe", "text": "chatterers of the law I won seven last night.", "pos": 1817120}
{"speaker": "Louis Philippe", "text": "What a pity that I was not wounded! Then I might have pardoned! His pardon is granted; it only remains for me to obtain it.", "pos": 1818025}
{"speaker": "Legitimists", "text": "Revolution, why this king?", "pos": 1823728}
{"speaker": "Workingman", "text": "that they would fight without counting the number of the enemy.", "pos": 1835888}
{"speaker": "A man", "text": "You understand! You have sworn!", "pos": 1836070}
{"speaker": "One workman", "text": "I don’t know the names of the leaders. We folks shall not know the day until two hours beforehand. There are three hundred of us, let each contribute ten sous, that will make one hundred and fifty francs with which to procure powder and shot.", "pos": 1836531}
{"speaker": "Another workman", "text": "I don’t ask for six months, I don’t ask for even two. In less than a fortnight we shall be parallel with the government. With twenty-five thousand men we can face them. I don’t sleep at night, because I make cartridges all night.", "pos": 1836810}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The plot is ripe, the matter is arranged.", "pos": 1837338}
{"speaker": "A workingman", "text": "We have no arms!", "pos": 1837577}
{"speaker": "A comrade", "text": "The soldiers have!", "pos": 1837625}
{"speaker": "Report", "text": "When they had anything of a more secret nature on hand, they did not communicate it to each other.", "pos": 1837741}
{"speaker": "A man", "text": "Wine-merchant, the revolution will pay what is due to you.", "pos": 1838495}
{"speaker": "Document", "text": "—Our doctrines are trammelled, our proclamations torn, our bill-stickers are spied upon and thrown into prison. The breakdown which has recently taken place in cottons has converted to us many mediums. The future of nations is being worked out in our obscure ranks. Here are the fixed terms: action or reaction, revolution or counter-revolution. For, at our epoch, we no longer believe either in inertia or in immobility. For the people against the people, that is the question. There is no other. On the day when we cease to suit you, break us, but up to that day, help us to march on.", "pos": 1839801}
{"speaker": "A passer-by", "text": "I am a Babouvist!", "pos": 1840671}
{"speaker": "The passer-by", "text": "Down with property! The opposition of the left is cowardly and treacherous. When it wants to be on the right side, it preaches revolution, it is democratic in order to escape being beaten, and royalist so that it may not have to fight. The republicans are beasts with feathers. Distrust the republicans, citizens of the laboring classes.", "pos": 1840775}
{"speaker": "An artisan", "text": "Silence, citizen spy!", "pos": 1841115}
{"speaker": "Well-dressed man", "text": "Whither are you bound, citizen?", "pos": 1841326}
{"speaker": "The workingman", "text": "Sir. I have not the honor of your acquaintance.", "pos": 1841360}
{"speaker": "Well-dressed man", "text": "I know you very well, however. Don’t be alarmed, I am an agent of the committee. You are suspected of not being quite faithful. You know that if you reveal anything, there is an eye fixed on you. We shall meet again soon.", "pos": 1841436}
{"speaker": "A weaver", "text": "Get yourself received very soon,", "pos": 1841858}
{"speaker": "A cabinet-maker", "text": "Why?", "pos": 1841927}
{"speaker": "A weaver", "text": "There is going to be a shot to fire.", "pos": 1841934}
{"speaker": "First pedestrian", "text": "Who governs us?", "pos": 1842065}
{"speaker": "Second pedestrian", "text": "M. Philippe. No, it is the bourgeoisie.", "pos": 1842083}
{"speaker": "One of two men", "text": "We have a good plan of attack.", "pos": 1842317}
{"speaker": "One of four men", "text": "Everything possible will be done to prevent his walking about Paris any more.", "pos": 1842494}
{"speaker": "Court of Peers", "text": "Who was your leader?", "pos": 1843163}
{"speaker": "Accused man", "text": "I knew of none and I recognized none.", "pos": 1843186}
{"speaker": "Letter fragment", "text": "The committee must take measures to prevent recruiting in the sections for the different societies. We have learned that there are guns in the Rue du Faubourg-Poissonnière, No. 5 , to the number of five or six thousand, in the house of a gunsmith in that court. The section owns no arms.", "pos": 1843587}
{"speaker": "Document", "text": "Learn this list by heart. After so doing you will tear it up. The men admitted will do the same when you have transmitted their orders to them. Health and Fraternity, u og a’ fe L.", "pos": 1844295}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Where was this meeting held?", "pos": 1853207}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "In the Rue de la Paix.", "pos": 1853238}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "At whose house?", "pos": 1853263}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "In the street.", "pos": 1853281}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What sections were there?", "pos": 1853298}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Only one.", "pos": 1853326}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Which?", "pos": 1853338}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The Manuel section.", "pos": 1853347}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Who was its leader?", "pos": 1853369}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I.", "pos": 1853391}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "You are too young to have decided alone upon the bold course of attacking the government. Where did your instructions come from?", "pos": 1853396}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "From the central committee.", "pos": 1853527}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "It is proper that we should know where we stand and on whom we may count. If combatants are required, they must be provided. It can do no harm to have something with which to strike. Passers-by always have more chance of being gored when there are bulls on the road than when there are none. Let us, therefore, reckon a little on the herd. How many of us are there? There is no question of postponing this task until to-morrow. Revolutionists should always be hurried; progress has no time to lose. Let us mistrust the unexpected. Let us not be caught unprepared. We must go over all the seams that we have made and see whether they hold fast. This business ought to be concluded to-day. Courfeyrac, you will see the polytechnic students. It is their day to go out. To-day is Wednesday. Feuilly, you will see those of the Glacière, will you not? Combeferre has promised me to go to Picpus. There is a perfect swarm and an excellent one there. Bahorel will visit the Estrapade. Prouvaire, the masons are growing lukewarm; you will bring us news from the lodge of the Rue de Grenelle-Saint-Honoré. Joly will go to Dupuytren’s clinical lecture, and feel the pulse of the medical school. Bossuet will take a little turn in the court and talk with the young law licentiates. I will take charge of the Cougourde myself.", "pos": 1858847}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "That arranges everything,", "pos": 1860163}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "No.", "pos": 1860208}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "What else is there?", "pos": 1860214}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "A very important thing.", "pos": 1860236}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "What is that?", "pos": 1860262}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "The Barrière du Maine. At the Barrière du Maine there are marble-workers, painters, and journeymen in the studios of sculptors. They are an enthusiastic family, but liable to cool off. I don’t know what has been the matter with them for some time past. They are thinking of something else. They are becoming extinguished. They pass their time playing dominoes. There is urgent need that some one should go and talk with them a little, but with firmness. They meet at Richefeu’s. They are to be found there between twelve and one o’clock. Those ashes must be fanned into a glow. For that errand I had counted on that abstracted Marius, who is a good fellow on the whole, but he no longer comes to us. I need some one for the Barrière du Maine. I have no one. The Barrière du Maine.", "pos": 1860296}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "What about me? Here am I. I.", "pos": 1861159}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "You?", "pos": 1861205}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "I.", "pos": 1861212}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "You indoctrinate republicans! you warm up hearts that have grown cold in the name of principle!", "pos": 1861217}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "Why not?", "pos": 1861315}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Are you good for anything?", "pos": 1861326}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "I have a vague ambition in that direction,", "pos": 1861355}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "You do not believe in everything.", "pos": 1861416}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "I believe in you.", "pos": 1861452}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Grantaire will you do me a service?", "pos": 1861472}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "Anything. I’ll black your boots.", "pos": 1861510}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Well, don’t meddle with our affairs. Sleep yourself sober from your absinthe.", "pos": 1861545}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "You are an ingrate, Enjolras.", "pos": 1861625}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "You the man to go to the Barrière du Maine! You capable of it!", "pos": 1861657}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "I am capable of descending the Rue de Grès, of crossing the Place Saint-Michel, of sloping through the Rue Monsieur-le-Prince, of taking the Rue de Vaugirard, of passing the Carmelites, of turning into the Rue d’Assas, of reaching the Rue du Cherche-Midi, of leaving behind me the Conseil de Guerre, of pacing the Rue des Vieilles-Tuileries, of striding across the boulevard, of following the Chaussée du Maine, of passing the barrier, and entering Richefeu’s. I am capable of that. My shoes are capable of that.", "pos": 1861722}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Do you know anything of those comrades who meet at Richefeu’s?", "pos": 1862237}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "Not much. We only address each other as thou.", "pos": 1862302}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "What will you say to them?", "pos": 1862350}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "I will speak to them of Robespierre, pardi! Of Danton. Of principles.", "pos": 1862379}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "You?", "pos": 1862451}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "I. But I don’t receive justice. When I set about it, I am terrible. I have read Prudhomme, I know the Social Contract, I know my constitution of the year Two by heart. ‘The liberty of one citizen ends where the liberty of another citizen begins.’ Do you take me for a brute? I have an old bank-bill of the Republic in my drawer. The Rights of Man, the sovereignty of the people, sapristi! I am even a bit of a Hébertist. I can talk the most superb twaddle for six hours by the clock, watch in hand.", "pos": 1862458}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Be serious,", "pos": 1862959}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "I am wild,", "pos": 1862988}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Grantaire. I consent to try you. You shall go to the Barrière du Maine.", "pos": 1863116}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "Red. Be easy.", "pos": 1863375}
{"speaker": "The revolution", "text": "The sequel to-morrow!", "pos": 1864680}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Hold, the Barrière du Maine will not take me far out of my way. What if I were to go on as far as Richefeu’s? Let us have a look at what Grantaire is about, and see how he is getting on.", "pos": 1865238}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "Double-six.", "pos": 1866045}
{"speaker": "Adversary", "text": "Fours.", "pos": 1866059}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "The pig! I have no more.", "pos": 1866068}
{"speaker": "Adversary", "text": "You are dead. A two.", "pos": 1866095}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "Six.", "pos": 1866118}
{"speaker": "Adversary", "text": "Three.", "pos": 1866125}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "One.", "pos": 1866134}
{"speaker": "Adversary", "text": "It’s my move.", "pos": 1866141}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "Four points.", "pos": 1866157}
{"speaker": "Adversary", "text": "Not much.", "pos": 1866172}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "It’s your turn.", "pos": 1866184}
{"speaker": "Adversary", "text": "I have made an enormous mistake.", "pos": 1866202}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "You are doing well.", "pos": 1866237}
{"speaker": "Adversary", "text": "Fifteen.", "pos": 1866259}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "Seven more.", "pos": 1866270}
{"speaker": "Adversary", "text": "That makes me twenty-two. Twenty-two! You weren’t expecting that double-six. If I had placed it at the beginning, the whole play would have been changed.", "pos": 1866284}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "A two again.", "pos": 1866430}
{"speaker": "Adversary", "text": "One.", "pos": 1866445}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "One! Well, five.", "pos": 1866452}
{"speaker": "Adversary", "text": "I haven’t any.", "pos": 1866471}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "It was your play, I believe?", "pos": 1866488}
{"speaker": "Adversary", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 1866519}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "Blank.", "pos": 1866526}
{"speaker": "Adversary", "text": "What luck he has! Ah! You are lucky! Two.", "pos": 1866535}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "One.", "pos": 1866579}
{"speaker": "Adversary", "text": "Neither five nor one. That’s bad for you.", "pos": 1866586}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "Domino.", "pos": 1866630}
{"speaker": "Adversary", "text": "Plague take it!", "pos": 1866640}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I have come to sleep with you.", "pos": 1867278}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "There.", "pos": 1867422}
{"speaker": "Ma’am Bougon", "text": "Moved away! Who would ever have said it? a young man like that, who had the air of a girl!", "pos": 1867872}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "If I could but see her once again before I die!", "pos": 1874551}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "It is her thoughts that are coming to me! Perhaps my thoughts reach her also.", "pos": 1875120}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What! shall I not see her again before then!", "pos": 1876955}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What is the name of this spot?", "pos": 1878357}
{"speaker": "The person", "text": "It is the Lark’s meadow. It was here that Ulbach killed the shepherdess of Ivry.", "pos": 1878410}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Stop, this is her meadow. I shall know where she lives now.", "pos": 1878868}
{"speaker": "Brujon", "text": "Babet. There is an affair in the Rue Plumet. A gate on a garden.", "pos": 1887357}
{"speaker": "Brujon", "text": "Well? the Rue P.?", "pos": 1888871}
{"speaker": "Babet", "text": "Biscuit,", "pos": 1888907}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "When I shall have made my balls of blueing, I shall be rich, I will withdraw my copperplates from the pawn-shop, I will put my Flora in vogue again with trickery, plenty of money and advertisements in the newspapers and I will buy, I know well where, a copy of Pierre de Médine’s Art de Naviguer, with wood-cuts, edition of 1655.", "pos": 1890982}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "Stars everywhere! not the tiniest cloud! Not a drop of water! A tear of dew! A little pity!", "pos": 1893914}
{"speaker": "Girl", "text": "Father Mabeuf, would you like to have me water your garden for you?", "pos": 1894282}
{"speaker": "Father Mabeuf", "text": "God will bless you, you are an angel since you take care of the flowers.", "pos": 1895660}
{"speaker": "Girl", "text": "No. I am the devil, but that’s all the same to me.", "pos": 1895746}
{"speaker": "Father Mabeuf", "text": "What a pity that I am so unhappy and so poor, and that I can do nothing for you!", "pos": 1895890}
{"speaker": "Girl", "text": "You can do something. What? Tell me where M. Marius lives.", "pos": 1895973}
{"speaker": "Father Mabeuf", "text": "What Monsieur Marius? A young man who used to come here.", "pos": 1896080}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "Ah! yes— I know what you mean. Wait! Monsieur Marius—the Baron Marius Pontmercy, parbleu! He lives,—or rather, he no longer lives,—ah well, I don’t know. Hold, I know now. He very often passes along the boulevard, and goes in the direction of the Glacière, Rue Croulebarbe. The meadow of the Lark. Go there. It is not hard to meet him. Really, if my garden had not been watered, I should think that she was a spirit. In sooth, that greatly resembles what Rubaudière narrates of the goblins. Could it have been a goblin?", "pos": 1896273}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I shall go out. That will put me in spirits. I will not go out to-morrow. It prevents my working.", "pos": 1898171}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Come! Here he is!", "pos": 1899999}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "So I have met you at last! Father Mabeuf was right, it was on this boulevard! How I have hunted for you! If you only knew! Do you know? I have been in the jug. A fortnight! They let me out! seeing that there was nothing against me, and that, moreover, I had not reached years of discretion. I lack two months of it. Oh! how I have hunted for you! These six weeks! So you don’t live down there any more?", "pos": 1901269}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "No,", "pos": 1901696}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Ah! I understand. Because of that affair. Those take-downs are disagreeable. You cleared out. Come now! Why do you wear old hats like this! A young man like you ought to have fine clothes. Do you know, Monsieur Marius, Father Mabeuf calls you Baron Marius, I don’t know what. It isn’t true that you are a baron? Barons are old fellows, they go to the Luxembourg, in front of the château, where there is the most sun, and they read the Quotidienne for a sou. I once carried a letter to a baron of that sort. He was over a hundred years old. Say, where do you live now? Ah! you have a hole in your shirt. I must sew it up for you. You don’t seem glad to see me. But if I choose, nevertheless, I could force you to look glad!", "pos": 1901715}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What? What do you mean?", "pos": 1902619}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Ah! you used to call me thou,", "pos": 1902664}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Well, then, what dost thou mean?", "pos": 1902710}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "So much the worse, I don’t care. You have a melancholy air, I want you to be pleased. Only promise me that you will smile. I want to see you smile and hear you say: ‘Ah, well, that’s good.’ Poor Mr. Marius! you know? You promised me that you would give me anything I like—", "pos": 1902881}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Yes! Only speak!", "pos": 1903156}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "I have the address.", "pos": 1903221}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What address?", "pos": 1903303}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "The address that you asked me to get! The address—you know very well!", "pos": 1903319}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Yes!", "pos": 1903431}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Of that young lady.", "pos": 1903456}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Oh! Well! lead me thither! Tell me! Ask of me anything you wish! Where is it?", "pos": 1903610}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Come with me. I don’t know the street or number very well; it is in quite the other direction from here, but I know the house well, I will take you to it. Oh! how glad you are!", "pos": 1903690}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Swear one thing to me!", "pos": 1904123}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Swear! what does that mean? Come! You want me to swear?", "pos": 1904148}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Your father! promise me, Éponine! Swear to me that you will not give this address to your father!", "pos": 1904235}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Éponine! How do you know that my name is Éponine?", "pos": 1904375}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Promise what I tell you!", "pos": 1904427}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "That’s nice! You have called me Éponine!", "pos": 1904488}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "But answer me, in the name of Heaven! pay attention to what I am saying to you, swear to me that you will not tell your father this address that you know!", "pos": 1904569}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "My father! Ah yes, my father! Be at ease. He’s in close confinement. Besides, what do I care for my father!", "pos": 1904726}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "But you do not promise me!", "pos": 1904848}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Let go of me! how you do shake me! Yes! Yes! I promise that! I swear that to you! What is that to me? I will not tell my father the address. There! Is that right? Is that it?", "pos": 1904895}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Nor to any one?", "pos": 1905107}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Nor to any one.", "pos": 1905138}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Now, take me there.", "pos": 1905156}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Immediately?", "pos": 1905196}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Immediately.", "pos": 1905211}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Come along. Ah! how pleased he is! You are following me too closely, Monsieur Marius. Let me go on ahead, and follow me so, without seeming to do it. A nice young man like you must not be seen with a woman like me. By the way, you know that you promised me something? I don’t want your money,", "pos": 1905226}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "I am jealous of it.", "pos": 1915004}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "It is the young lady who is the mistress of this house.", "pos": 1917873}
{"speaker": "Toussaint", "text": "And you, monsieur?", "pos": 1917931}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I am a much better thing than the master, I am the father.", "pos": 1917984}
{"speaker": "butcher", "text": "That’s a queer fish.", "pos": 1921336}
{"speaker": "Toussaint", "text": "He’s a saint.", "pos": 1921372}
{"speaker": "rusty old gate", "text": "This garden belongs to me.", "pos": 1925632}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Nothing is small, in fact; any one who is subject to the profound and penetrating influence of nature knows this. Although no absolute satisfaction is given to philosophy, either to circumscribe the cause or to limit the effect, the contemplator falls into those unfathomable ecstasies caused by these decompositions of force terminating in unity. Everything toils at everything.", "pos": 1926979}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Algebra is applied to the clouds; the radiation of the star profits the rose; no thinker would venture to affirm that the perfume of the hawthorn is useless to the constellations. Who, then, can calculate the course of a molecule? How do we know that the creation of worlds is not determined by the fall of grains of sand? Who knows the reciprocal ebb and flow of the infinitely great and the infinitely little, the reverberations of causes in the precipices of being, and the avalanches of creation? The tiniest worm is of importance; the great is little, the little is great; everything is balanced in necessity; alarming vision for the mind. There are marvellous relations between beings and things; in that inexhaustible whole, from the sun to the grub, nothing despises the other; all have need of each other. The light does not bear away terrestrial perfumes into the azure depths, without knowing what it is doing; the night distributes stellar essences to the sleeping flowers. All birds that fly have round their leg the thread of the infinite. Germination is complicated with the bursting forth of a meteor and with the peck of a swallow cracking its egg, and it places on one level the birth of an earthworm and the advent of Socrates. Where the telescope ends, the microscope begins. Which of the two possesses the larger field of vision? Choose. A bit of mould is a pleiad of flowers; a nebula is an ant-hill of stars. The same promiscuousness, and yet more unprecedented, exists between the things of the intelligence and the facts of substance. Elements and principles mingle, combine, wed, multiply with each other, to such a point that the material and the moral world are brought eventually to the same clearness. The phenomenon is perpetually returning upon itself. In the vast cosmic exchanges the universal life goes and comes in unknown quantities, rolling entirely in the invisible mystery of effluvia, employing everything, not losing a single dream, not a single slumber, sowing an animalcule here, crumbling to bits a planet there, oscillating and winding, making of light a force and of thought an element, disseminated and invisible, dissolving all, except that geometrical point, the I; bringing everything back to the soul-atom; expanding everything in God, entangling all activity, from summit to base, in the obscurity of a dizzy mechanism, attaching the flight of an insect to the movement of the earth, subordinating, who knows? Were it only by the identity of the law, the evolution of the comet in the firmament to the whirling of the infusoria in the drop of water. A machine made of mind. Enormous gearing, the prime motor of which is the gnat, and whose final wheel is the zodiac.", "pos": 1927359}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Do what you like with it,", "pos": 1934321}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Ah! How I have run!", "pos": 1935688}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Do go to your own quarters! Leave me alone a little!", "pos": 1936221}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Father, I am very cold in your rooms; why don’t you have a carpet here and a stove?", "pos": 1936393}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Dear child, there are so many people who are better than I and who have not even a roof over their heads.", "pos": 1936479}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Then why is there a fire in my rooms, and everything that is needed?", "pos": 1936587}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Because you are a woman and a child.", "pos": 1936658}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Bah! must men be cold and feel uncomfortable?", "pos": 1936697}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Certain men.", "pos": 1936745}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "That is good, I shall come here so often that you will be obliged to have a fire. Father, why do you eat horrible bread like that?", "pos": 1936760}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Because, my daughter.", "pos": 1936923}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Well, if you eat it, I will eat it too.", "pos": 1936947}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Perhaps this man is my mother.", "pos": 1938023}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Father, I saw my mother in a dream last night. She had two big wings. My mother must have been almost a saint during her life.", "pos": 1939854}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Through martyrdom,", "pos": 1939983}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Really!", "pos": 1940794}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "No indeed! no indeed! No indeed!", "pos": 1941111}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "What if I were pretty! How odd it would be if I were pretty! What! Am I to be like Mademoiselle So-and-So? Where did I get such an idea? no, I am ugly.", "pos": 1941388}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "A pretty woman! but badly dressed.", "pos": 1942570}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Bah! he does not mean me. I am well dressed and ugly.", "pos": 1942607}
{"speaker": "Toussaint", "text": "Do you notice how pretty Cosette is growing, sir?", "pos": 1942814}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Do you want anything better? No.", "pos": 1945531}
{"speaker": "God", "text": "Do you desire heaven?", "pos": 1945620}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I should lose by it.", "pos": 1945671}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "How beautiful she is! What is to become of me?", "pos": 1946246}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Decidedly I am beautiful! Pretty, but badly dressed,", "pos": 1946581}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Father, how do you like me in this guise?", "pos": 1948527}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Charming! Won’t you put on that other gown and bonnet again,—you know the ones I mean?", "pos": 1948667}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "That disguise! Father, what do you want me to do with it? Oh no, the idea! I shall never put on those horrors again. With that machine on my head, I have the air of Madame Mad-dog. Father, I enjoy myself more here with you,", "pos": 1948971}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Father, let us stroll about a little in that direction.", "pos": 1953380}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "You do not sleep? But that is forbidden! You do not eat? Why, that is very bad! You have oppressions and palpitations of the heart? That must not be! You blush and turn pale, when a certain being clad in black appears at the end of a certain green walk? But that is abominable!", "pos": 1955156}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "What fault is there of mine in a matter in which I have no power and of which I know nothing?", "pos": 1955495}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "What a delicious garden that Luxembourg is!", "pos": 1957012}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What a very pedantic air that young man has!", "pos": 1959376}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Why, no, he is charming. A pedant, and insufferable to the sight! You are right! That young man!", "pos": 1959503}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "How stupid I am! She had not noticed him. It is I who have pointed him out to her.", "pos": 1959872}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "That ninny is madly in love with Cosette, but Cosette does not even know that he exists.", "pos": 1960903}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "What, already?", "pos": 1961286}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Hey! Why not?", "pos": 1962293}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Yes, that’s it! What is he in search of? An adventure! What does he want? A love affair! A love affair! And I? What! I have been first, the most wretched of men, and then the most unhappy, and I have traversed sixty years of life on my knees, I have suffered everything that man can suffer, I have grown old without having been young, I have lived without a family, without relatives, without friends, without life, without children, I have left my blood on every stone, on every bramble, on every mile-post, along every wall, I have been gentle, though others have been hard to me, and kind, although others have been malicious, I have become an honest man once more, in spite of everything, I have repented of the evil that I have done and have forgiven the evil that has been done to me, and at the moment when I receive my recompense, at the moment when it is all over, at the moment when I am just touching the goal, at the moment when I have what I desire, it is well, it is good, I have paid, I have earned it, all this is to take flight, all this will vanish, and I shall lose Cosette, and I shall lose my life, my joy, my soul, because it has pleased a great booby to come and lounge at the Luxembourg.", "pos": 1962461}
{"speaker": "Porter", "text": "Monsieur, who is that curious young man who is asking for you?", "pos": 1964062}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Would you like to come to the Luxembourg?", "pos": 1965002}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Yes,", "pos": 1965085}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Would you like to come to the Luxembourg?", "pos": 1965255}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "No.", "pos": 1965331}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What has Cosette in her mind?", "pos": 1965722}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What have I done?", "pos": 1966443}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What is the matter with you?", "pos": 1968370}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "There is nothing the matter with me. And you, father—is there anything wrong with you?", "pos": 1968414}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "With me? Nothing,", "pos": 1968581}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Father, I should think some one was coming yonder.", "pos": 1973991}
{"speaker": "old woman", "text": "Rascal, let that be a warning to you!", "pos": 1985052}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Father! What are those men in those carts?", "pos": 1986700}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Convicts.", "pos": 1986767}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Whither are they going?", "pos": 1986779}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "To the galleys.", "pos": 1986805}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Father, are they still men?", "pos": 1987185}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Sometimes,", "pos": 1987215}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "It seems to me, that if I were to find one of those men in my pathway, oh, my God, I should die merely from the sight of him close at hand.", "pos": 1988168}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Father, what are the galleys like?", "pos": 1991114}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Call the dog-doctor. Oh! what a kindly wound! Oh! what a good misfortune!", "pos": 1992253}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I imagined all that. I am an old fool. Here they are in prison, and henceforth they will be incapacitated for doing any harm, but what a lamentable family in distress! You never go there; I want you to stroll in it.", "pos": 1993115}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "As you like, father,", "pos": 1994105}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Oh! What a good wound!", "pos": 1995855}
{"speaker": "Mother Plutarque", "text": "Monsieur Mabeuf! Mabeuf!", "pos": 1998030}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "that name is a perfect farce.", "pos": 1998097}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "What is it, Mother Plutarque?", "pos": 1998307}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Mother Plutarque! another farcical name.", "pos": 1998339}
{"speaker": "Mother Plutarque", "text": "The landlord is not pleased.", "pos": 1998488}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "Why?", "pos": 1998519}
{"speaker": "Mother Plutarque", "text": "We owe three quarters rent.", "pos": 1998526}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "In three months, we shall owe him for four quarters.", "pos": 1998556}
{"speaker": "Mother Plutarque", "text": "He says that he will turn you out to sleep.", "pos": 1998611}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "I will go.", "pos": 1998657}
{"speaker": "Mother Plutarque", "text": "The green-grocer insists on being paid. She will no longer leave her fagots. What will you warm yourself with this winter? We shall have no wood.", "pos": 1998670}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "There is the sun.", "pos": 1998818}
{"speaker": "Mother Plutarque", "text": "The butcher refuses to give credit; he will not let us have any more meat.", "pos": 1998838}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "That is quite right. I do not digest meat well. It is too heavy.", "pos": 1998915}
{"speaker": "Mother Plutarque", "text": "What shall we have for dinner?", "pos": 1998982}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "Bread.", "pos": 1999015}
{"speaker": "Mother Plutarque", "text": "The baker demands a settlement, and says, ‘no money, no bread.’", "pos": 1999024}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "That is well.", "pos": 1999090}
{"speaker": "Mother Plutarque", "text": "What will you eat?", "pos": 1999106}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "We have apples in the apple-room.", "pos": 1999127}
{"speaker": "Mother Plutarque", "text": "But, Monsieur, we can’t live like that without money.", "pos": 1999163}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "I have none.", "pos": 1999219}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Come, here’s a nook! There come two creatures,", "pos": 1999533}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Here’s a hearty veteran! Can he be dead!", "pos": 2002596}
{"speaker": "the goodman", "text": "Get up.", "pos": 2003073}
{"speaker": "the goodman", "text": "How old are you?", "pos": 2003595}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "Nineteen.", "pos": 2003614}
{"speaker": "the goodman", "text": "You are strong and healthy. Why do you not work?", "pos": 2003626}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "It bores me.", "pos": 2003677}
{"speaker": "the goodman", "text": "What is your trade?", "pos": 2003692}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "An idler.", "pos": 2003714}
{"speaker": "the goodman", "text": "Speak seriously. Can anything be done for you? What would you like to be?", "pos": 2003726}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "A thief.", "pos": 2003802}
{"speaker": "the goodman", "text": "My child, you are entering, through indolence, on one of the most laborious of lives. Ah! You declare yourself to be an idler! prepare to toil. There is a certain formidable machine, have you seen it? It is the rolling-mill. You must be on your guard against it, it is crafty and ferocious; if it catches hold of the skirt of your coat, you will be drawn in bodily. That machine is laziness. Stop while there is yet time, and save yourself! Otherwise, it is all over with you; in a short time you will be among the gearing. Once entangled, hope for nothing more. Toil, lazybones! there is no more repose for you! The iron hand of implacable toil has seized you. You do not wish to earn your living, to have a task, to fulfil a duty! It bores you to be like other men? Well! You will be different. Labor is the law; he who rejects it will find ennui his torment. You do not wish to be a workingman, you will be a slave. Toil lets go of you on one side only to grasp you again on the other. You do not desire to be its friend, you shall be its negro slave. Ah! You would have none of the honest weariness of men, you shall have the sweat of the damned. Where others sing, you will rattle in your throat. You will see afar off, from below, other men at work; it will seem to you that they are resting. The laborer, the harvester, the sailor, the blacksmith, will appear to you in glory like the blessed spirits in paradise. What radiance surrounds the forge! To guide the plough, to bind the sheaves, is joy. The bark at liberty in the wind, what delight! Do you, lazy idler, delve, drag on, roll, march! Drag your halter. You are a beast of burden in the team of hell! Ah! To do nothing is your object. Well, not a week, not a day, not an hour shall you have free from oppression. You will be able to lift nothing without anguish. Every minute that passes will make your muscles crack. What is a feather to others will be a rock to you. The simplest things will become steep acclivities. Life will become monstrous all about you. To go, to come, to breathe, will be just so many terrible labors. Your lungs will produce on you the effect of weighing a hundred pounds. Whether you shall walk here rather than there, will become a problem that must be solved. Any one who wants to go out simply gives his door a push, and there he is in the open air. If you wish to go out, you will be obliged to pierce your wall. What does every one who wants to step into the street do? He goes downstairs; you will tear up your sheets, little by little you will make of them a rope, then you will climb out of your window, and you will suspend yourself by that thread over an abyss, and it will be night, amid storm, rain, and the hurricane, and if the rope is too short, but one way of descending will remain to you, to fall. To drop hap-hazard into the gulf, from an unknown height, on what? On what is beneath, on the unknown. Or you will crawl up a chimney-flue, at the risk of burning; or you will creep through a sewer-pipe, at the risk of drowning; I do not speak of the holes that you will be obliged to mask, of the stones which you will have to take up and replace twenty times a day, of the plaster that you will have to hide in your straw pallet. A lock presents itself; the bourgeois has in his pocket a key made by a locksmith. If you wish to pass out, you will be condemned to execute a terrible work of art; you will take a large sou, you will cut it in two plates; with what tools? You will have to invent them. That is your business. Then you will hollow out the interior of these plates, taking great care of the outside, and you will make on the edges a thread, so that they can be adjusted one upon the other like a box and its cover. The top and bottom thus screwed together, nothing will be suspected. To the overseers it will be only a sou; to you it will be a box. What will you put in this box? A small bit of steel. A watch-spring, in which you will have cut teeth, and which will form a saw. With this saw, as long as a pin, and concealed in a sou, you will cut the bolt of the lock, you will sever bolts, the padlock of your chain, and the bar at your window, and the fetter on your leg. This masterpiece finished, this prodigy accomplished, all these miracles of art, address, skill, and patience executed, what will be your recompense if it becomes known that you are the author? The dungeon. There is your future. What precipices are idleness and pleasure! Do you know that to do nothing is a melancholy resolution? To live in idleness on the property of society! to be useless, that is to say, pernicious! This leads straight to the depth of wretchedness. Woe to the man who desires to be a parasite! He will become vermin! Ah! So it does not please you to work? Ah! You have but one thought, to drink well, to eat well, to sleep well. You will drink water, you will eat black bread, you will sleep on a plank with a fetter whose cold touch you will feel on your flesh all night long, riveted to your limbs. You will break those fetters, you will flee. That is well. You will crawl on your belly through the brushwood, and you will eat grass like the beasts of the forest. And you will be recaptured. And then you will pass years in a dungeon, riveted to a wall, groping for your jug that you may drink, gnawing at a horrible loaf of darkness which dogs would not touch, eating beans that the worms have eaten before you. You will be a wood-louse in a cellar. Ah! Have pity on yourself, you miserable young child, who were sucking at nurse less than twenty years ago, and who have, no doubt, a mother still alive! I conjure you, listen to me, I entreat you. You desire fine black cloth, varnished shoes, to have your hair curled and sweet-smelling oils on your locks, to please low women, to be handsome. You will be shaven clean, and you will wear a red blouse and wooden shoes. You want rings on your fingers, you will have an iron necklet on your neck. If you glance at a woman, you will receive a blow. And you will enter there at the age of twenty. And you will come out at fifty! You will enter young, rosy, fresh, with brilliant eyes, and all your white teeth, and your handsome, youthful hair; you will come out broken, bent, wrinkled, toothless, horrible, with white locks! Ah! my poor child, you are on the wrong road; idleness is counselling you badly; the hardest of all work is thieving. Believe me, do not undertake that painful profession of an idle man. It is not comfortable to become a rascal. It is less disagreeable to be an honest man. Now go, and ponder on what I have said to you. By the way, what did you want of me? My purse? Here it is.", "pos": 2004527}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "The blockhead!", "pos": 2011562}
{"speaker": "Mother Plutarque", "text": "That has fallen from heaven,", "pos": 2013002}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Why! I no longer think of him.", "pos": 2013742}
{"speaker": "Officer's comrades", "text": "See here! there’s a little creature there who is making eyes at you, look.", "pos": 2014697}
{"speaker": "Théodule", "text": "Have I the time, to look at all the girls who look at me?", "pos": 2014794}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "If I could but see her before I die!", "pos": 2014973}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I shall return in three days.", "pos": 2017351}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Hunters astray in the wood!", "pos": 2017583}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "It cannot be anything,", "pos": 2021121}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Cosette! I have waked you for the purpose of reassuring you, look, there is your shadow with the round hat.", "pos": 2022008}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Really, one needs wooden shoes for the garden at this hour. One takes cold.", "pos": 2024510}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Has my father returned yet?", "pos": 2025347}
{"speaker": "Toussaint", "text": "Not yet, Mademoiselle.", "pos": 2025377}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Toussaint, are you careful to thoroughly barricade the shutters opening on the garden, at least with bars, in the evening, and to put the little iron things in the little rings that close them?", "pos": 2025687}
{"speaker": "Toussaint", "text": "Oh! be easy on that score, Miss.", "pos": 2025902}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "It is so solitary here.", "pos": 2026053}
{"speaker": "Toussaint", "text": "So far as that concerned, it is true. We might be assassinated before we had time to say ouf! And Monsieur does not sleep in the house, to boot. But fear nothing, Miss, I fasten the shutters up like prisons. Lone women! That is enough to make one shudder, I believe you! Just imagine, what if you were to see men enter your chamber at night and say: ‘Hold your tongue!’ and begin to cut your throat. It’s not the dying so much; you die, for one must die, and that’s all right; it’s the abomination of feeling those people touch you. And then, their knives; they can’t be able to cut well with them! Ah, good gracious!", "pos": 2026079}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Be quiet. Fasten everything thoroughly.", "pos": 2026720}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "What have I been thinking of? It is like the footsteps that I thought I heard a week or two ago in the garden at night! It is like the shadow of the chimney-pot! Am I becoming a coward? There was no more a stone on the bench than there was a man in a round hat in the garden; I dreamed about the stone, as I did all the rest. Bah! come, let us see what it is.", "pos": 2027690}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Does she still come to the Luxembourg?", "pos": 2033980}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "No, sir.", "pos": 2034021}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "This is the church where she attends mass, is it not?", "pos": 2034032}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "She no longer comes here.", "pos": 2034088}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Does she still live in this house?", "pos": 2034116}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "She has moved away.", "pos": 2034153}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Where has she gone to dwell?", "pos": 2034175}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "She did not say.", "pos": 2034206}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Oh joy of the birds! It is because they have nests that they sing.", "pos": 2034922}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Love is a celestial respiration of the air of paradise.", "pos": 2034989}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Deep hearts, sage minds, take life as God has made it; it is a long trial, an incomprehensible preparation for an unknown destiny. This destiny, the true one, begins for a man with the first step inside the tomb. Then something appears to him, and he begins to distinguish the definitive. The definitive, meditate upon that word. The living perceive the infinite; the definitive permits itself to be seen only by the dead. In the meanwhile, love and suffer, hope and contemplate. Woe, alas! to him who shall have loved only bodies, forms, appearances! Death will deprive him of all. Try to love souls, you will find them again.", "pos": 2035045}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What a grand thing it is to be loved! What a far grander thing it is to love! The heart becomes heroic, by dint of passion. It is no longer composed of anything but what is pure; it no longer rests on anything that is not elevated and great. An unworthy thought can no more germinate in it, than a nettle on a glacier. The serene and lofty soul, inaccessible to vulgar passions and emotions, dominating the clouds and the shades of this world, its follies, its lies, its hatreds, its vanities, its miseries, inhabits the blue of heaven, and no longer feels anything but profound and subterranean shocks of destiny, as the crests of mountains feel the shocks of earthquake.", "pos": 2035869}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "If there did not exist some one who loved, the sun would become extinct.", "pos": 2036542}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Oh yes! how perfectly I recognize all that! That is what I had already read in his eyes.", "pos": 2039723}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Is this reality? Oh yes! it is certainly he! This comes from him, and is for me!", "pos": 2041062}
{"speaker": "young girls", "text": "a trifle indecent.", "pos": 2042163}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Pardon me, here I am. My heart is full. I could not live on as I was living, and I have come. Have you read what I placed there on the bench? Do you recognize me at all? Have no fear of me. It is a long time, you remember the day, since you looked at me at the Luxembourg, near the Gladiator. And the day when you passed before me? It was on the 16th of June and the 2d of July. It is nearly a year ago. I have not seen you for a long time. I inquired of the woman who let the chairs, and she told me that she no longer saw you. You lived in the Rue de l’Ouest, on the third floor, in the front apartments of a new house,—you see that I know! I followed you. What else was there for me to do? And then you disappeared. I thought I saw you pass once, while I was reading the newspapers under the arcade of the Odéon. I ran after you. But no. It was a person who had a bonnet like yours. At night I came hither. Do not be afraid, no one sees me. I come to gaze upon your windows near at hand. I walk very softly, so that you may not hear, for you might be alarmed. The other evening I was behind you, you turned round, I fled. Once, I heard you singing. I was happy. Did it affect you because I heard you singing through the shutters? That could not hurt you. No, it is not so? You see, you are my angel! Let me come sometimes; I think that I am going to die. If you only knew! I adore you. Forgive me, I speak to you, but I do not know what I am saying; I may have displeased you; have I displeased you?", "pos": 2044019}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Oh! my mother!", "pos": 2045524}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "You love me, then?", "pos": 2046187}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Hush! Thou knowest it!", "pos": 2046305}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "What is your name?", "pos": 2048541}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "My name is Marius. And yours?", "pos": 2048562}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "My name is Cosette.", "pos": 2048605}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "I have no need of a litter of squalling brats,", "pos": 2049705}
{"speaker": "Magnon", "text": "Monsieur, how much they resemble you!", "pos": 2052003}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "But this is abandoning our children!", "pos": 2052799}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Jean Jacques Rousseau did even better!", "pos": 2052917}
{"speaker": "Madame Thénardier", "text": "But what if the police were to annoy us? Tell me, Monsieur Thénardier, is what we have done permissible?", "pos": 2053009}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Everything is permissible. No one will see anything but true blue in it. Besides, no one has any interest in looking closely after children who have not a sou.", "pos": 2053136}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "The father must give them some education.", "pos": 2054356}
{"speaker": "The proprietor of the stall", "text": "You cannot live here any longer. Go there. It is nearby. The first street on the left. Ask your way from this paper.", "pos": 2055750}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Tuesday. It was not Tuesday. Was it Tuesday? Perhaps it was Tuesday. Yes, it was Tuesday.", "pos": 2058450}
{"speaker": "the barber", "text": "The idea of coming in and freezing everybody for nothing!", "pos": 2059732}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "What’s the matter with you, brats?", "pos": 2059948}
{"speaker": "the elder", "text": "We don’t know where we are to sleep,", "pos": 2059985}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Is that all? A great matter, truly. The idea of bawling about that. They must be greenies! Come along with me, young ’uns!", "pos": 2060043}
{"speaker": "the elder", "text": "Yes, sir,", "pos": 2060314}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "That fellow has no heart, the whiting. He’s an Englishman. Good day, Mamselle Omnibus. I am making a mistake in the beast; he’s not a whiting, he’s a serpent. Barber, I’ll go and fetch a locksmith, and I’ll have a bell hung to your tail. Madam, so you are going out with your horse?", "pos": 2060606}
{"speaker": "the furious pedestrian", "text": "You scamp!", "pos": 2061445}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Is Monsieur complaining?", "pos": 2061534}
{"speaker": "the furious pedestrian", "text": "Of you!", "pos": 2061561}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "The office is closed. I do not receive any more complaints. Poor girl! She hasn’t even trousers. Hold on, take this. Brrr! Ah, come now! what’s the meaning of this? It’s re-raining! Good Heavens, if it goes on like this, I shall stop my subscription. It’s all right, she’s got a famous peel. Caught! Ah, by the way, brats, have we dined?", "pos": 2061591}
{"speaker": "the elder", "text": "Monsieur, we have had nothing to eat since this morning.", "pos": 2063363}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "So you have neither father nor mother?", "pos": 2063443}
{"speaker": "the elder", "text": "Excuse us, sir, we have a papa and a mamma, but we don’t know where they are.", "pos": 2063515}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Sometimes that’s better than knowing where they are,", "pos": 2063595}
{"speaker": "the elder", "text": "We have been wandering about these two hours, we have hunted for things at the corners of the streets, but we have found nothing.", "pos": 2063684}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "I know, it’s the dogs who eat everything. Ah! we have lost our authors. We don’t know what we have done with them. This should not be, gamins. It’s stupid to let old people stray off like that. Come now! we must have a snooze all the same.", "pos": 2063839}
{"speaker": "the elder", "text": "It’s queer, all the same. Mamma told us that she would take us to get a blessed spray on Palm Sunday.", "pos": 2064368}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Bosh,", "pos": 2064472}
{"speaker": "the elder", "text": "Mamma, is a lady who lives with Mamselle Miss.", "pos": 2064495}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Tanflûte! Let us be calm, young ’uns. Here’s supper for three. Boy! five centimes’ worth of bread. In three pieces, my boy! There are three of us. Keksekça?", "pos": 2064565}
{"speaker": "The baker", "text": "Well! It’s bread, and very good bread of the second quality.", "pos": 2066073}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "You mean larton brutal ! White bread, boy! white bread ! I’m standing treat. Come, now, baker’s boy! what are you taking our measure like that for? Grub away. Ah! hullo, that’s so! they don’t understand yet, they’re too small. Eat away. Ram that into your muzzle. Let’s go into the street again. Well, he is a very green ’un. All the same, if I had charge of the babes I’d lock ’em up better than that.", "pos": 2066136}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "Hullo, is that you, Gavroche?", "pos": 2068085}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Hullo, is that you, Montparnasse? The bow-wows! you’ve got a hide the color of a linseed plaster, and blue specs like a doctor. You’re putting on style, ‘pon my word!", "pos": 2068132}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "Hush! not so loud. Do you know where I’m going?", "pos": 2068489}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "To the Abbey of Ascend-with-Regret,", "pos": 2068834}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "Joker! I’m going to find Babet.", "pos": 2068892}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Ah! so her name is Babet.", "pos": 2068955}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "Not she, he.", "pos": 2069038}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Ah! Babet.", "pos": 2069053}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "Yes, Babet.", "pos": 2069066}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "I thought he was buckled.", "pos": 2069080}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "He has undone the buckle,", "pos": 2069108}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "What a dentist!", "pos": 2069425}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "Oh! That’s not all.", "pos": 2069525}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Ah! you have brought along your gendarme disguised as a bourgeois. The deuce! so you’re going to have a bout with the bobbies?", "pos": 2069717}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "You can’t tell. It’s always a good thing to have a pin about one.", "pos": 2069939}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "What are you up to to-night?", "pos": 2070076}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "Things. By the way!", "pos": 2070180}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "What?", "pos": 2070245}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "Something happened t’other day. Fancy. I meet a bourgeois. He makes me a present of a sermon and his purse. I put it in my pocket. A minute later, I feel in my pocket. There’s nothing there.", "pos": 2070253}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Except the sermon,", "pos": 2070446}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "But you, where are you bound for now?", "pos": 2070482}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "I’m going to put these infants to bed.", "pos": 2070595}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "Whereabouts is the bed?", "pos": 2070636}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "At my house.", "pos": 2070662}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "Where’s your house?", "pos": 2070677}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "At my house.", "pos": 2070699}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "So you have a lodging?", "pos": 2070714}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Yes, I have.", "pos": 2070739}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "And where is your lodging?", "pos": 2070754}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "In the elephant,", "pos": 2070783}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "In the elephant!", "pos": 2070913}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Well, yes, in the elephant! Kekçaa?", "pos": 2070932}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "Of course, yes, the elephant. Is it comfortable there?", "pos": 2071280}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Very. It’s really bully there. There ain’t any draughts, as there are under the bridges.", "pos": 2071348}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "How do you get in?", "pos": 2071456}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Oh, I get in.", "pos": 2071477}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "So there is a hole?", "pos": 2071493}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Parbleu! I should say so. But you mustn’t tell. It’s between the fore legs. The bobbies haven’t seen it.", "pos": 2071538}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "And you climb up? Yes, I understand.", "pos": 2071645}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "A turn of the hand, cric, crac, and it’s all over, no one there. I shall have a ladder for these children.", "pos": 2071684}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "Where the devil did you pick up those young ’uns?", "pos": 2071861}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "They are some brats that a wig-maker made me a present of.", "pos": 2071954}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "You recognized me very readily,", "pos": 2072064}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "That changes you, you are less homely so, you ought to keep them on all the time.", "pos": 2072284}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "Seriously, how do you like me so?", "pos": 2072451}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Oh! Do play Porrichinelle for us!", "pos": 2072611}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "Listen to what I tell you, boy! if I were on the square with my dog, my knife, and my wife, and if you were to squander ten sous on me, I wouldn’t refuse to work, but this isn’t Shrove Tuesday.", "pos": 2073006}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Ah! good! Well, good evening. I’m going off to my elephant with my brats. Supposing that you should need me some night, you can come and hunt me up there. I lodge on the entresol. There is no porter. You will inquire for Monsieur Gavroche.", "pos": 2073454}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "Very good,", "pos": 2073789}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Don’t be scared, infants.", "pos": 2079545}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Climb up and go in. You’re afraid, brats! You shall see! Well! climb up, young ’uns! You’ll see how snug it is here! Come up, you! I’ll lend you a hand.", "pos": 2080302}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Don’t be afraid!—That’s it!—Come on!—Put your feet there!—Give us your hand here!—Boldly! Nabbed! Now, wait for me. Be so good as to take a seat, Monsieur. I’m going to boost him, do you tug. Here we are! Long live General Lafayette! Now, young ’uns, you are in my house.", "pos": 2081498}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Let’s begin, by telling the porter that we are not at home.", "pos": 2084846}
{"speaker": "the smaller child", "text": "It’s black.", "pos": 2086534}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "What’s that you are gabbling about there? Are you scoffing at me? Are you turning up your noses? Do you want the Tuileries? Are you brutes? Come, say! I warn you that I don’t belong to the regiment of simpletons. Ah, come now, are you brats from the Pope’s establishment? Stupid, it’s outside that it is black. Outside it’s raining, here it does not rain; outside it’s cold, here there’s not an atom of wind; outside there are heaps of people, here there’s no one; outside there ain’t even the moon, here there’s my candle, confound it! Quick,", "pos": 2086661}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Down on all fours, brats! Now, go to sleep! I’m going to suppress the candelabra.", "pos": 2088923}
{"speaker": "the elder of the brothers", "text": "Monsieur, what’s that for?", "pos": 2089281}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "That, is for the rats. Go to sleep! It’s a thing from the Jardin des Plantes. It’s used for fierce animals. There’s a whole shopful of them there. All you’ve got to do is to climb over a wall, crawl through a window, and pass through a door. You can get as much as you want.", "pos": 2089379}
{"speaker": "the little one", "text": "Oh! how good that is! It’s warm!", "pos": 2089917}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "That’s from the Jardin des Plantes, too. I took that from the monkeys. That belonged to the giraffe. The beasts had all these things. I took them away from them. It didn’t trouble them. I told them: ‘It’s for the elephant.’ You crawl over the walls and you don’t care a straw for the government. So there now!", "pos": 2089996}
{"speaker": "the elder", "text": "Monsieur, you are not afraid of the police, then?", "pos": 2090883}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Brat! Nobody says ‘police,’ they say ‘bobbies.’ Hey! We’re jolly comfortable here, ain’t we?", "pos": 2091008}
{"speaker": "the elder", "text": "Ah, yes!", "pos": 2091426}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Ah, by the way, what were you bawling about? A mite like that, I’ve nothing to say about, but the idea of a big fellow like you crying! It’s idiotic; you looked like a calf.", "pos": 2091601}
{"speaker": "the elder", "text": "Gracious, we have no lodging.", "pos": 2091850}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Bother! you don’t say ‘lodgings,’ you say ‘crib.’", "pos": 2091903}
{"speaker": "the elder", "text": "And then, we were afraid of being alone like that at night.", "pos": 2091976}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "You don’t say ‘night,’ you say ‘darkmans.’", "pos": 2092038}
{"speaker": "the elder", "text": "Thank you, sir,", "pos": 2092083}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Listen, you must never bawl again over anything. I’ll take care of you. You shall see what fun we’ll have. In summer, we’ll go to the Glacière with Navet, one of my pals, we’ll bathe in the Gare, we’ll run stark naked in front of the rafts on the bridge at Austerlitz,—that makes the laundresses raging. They scream, they get mad, and if you only knew how ridiculous they are! We’ll go and see the man-skeleton. And then I’ll take you to the play. I’ll take you to see Frédérick Lemaître. I have tickets, I know some of the actors, I even played in a piece once. There were a lot of us fellers, and we ran under a cloth, and that made the sea. I’ll get you an engagement at my theatre. We’ll go to see the savages. They ain’t real, those savages ain’t. They wear pink tights that go all in wrinkles, and you can see where their elbows have been darned with white. Then, we’ll go to the Opera. We’ll get in with the hired applauders. The Opera claque is well managed. I wouldn’t associate with the claque on the boulevard. At the Opera, just fancy! some of them pay twenty sous, but they’re ninnies. They’re called dishclouts. And then we’ll go to see the guillotine work. I’ll show you the executioner. He lives in the Rue des Marais. Monsieur Sanson. He has a letter-box at his door. Ah! we’ll have famous fun! The deuce! there’s the wick giving out. Attention! I can’t spend more than a sou a month on my lighting. When a body goes to bed, he must sleep. We haven’t the time to read M. Paul de Kock’s romances. And besides, the light might pass through the cracks of the porte-cochère, and all the bobbies need to do is to see it.", "pos": 2092117}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "a spark might fall in the straw, and we must look out and not burn the house down.", "pos": 2093975}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "People don’t say ‘burn the house down,’ they say ‘blaze the crib.’ You’re taken in, rain! It amuses me to hear the decanter run down the legs of the house. Winter is a stupid; it wastes its merchandise, it loses its labor, it can’t wet us, and that makes it kick up a row, old water-carrier that it is.", "pos": 2094060}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Calm down, children. Don’t topple over the edifice. That’s fine, first-class thunder; all right. That’s no slouch of a streak of lightning. Bravo for the good God! Deuce take it! It’s almost as good as it is at the Ambigu. Since the good God is lighting his candle, I can blow out mine. Now, babes, now, my young humans, you must shut your peepers. It’s very bad not to sleep. It’ll make you swallow the strainer, or, as they say, in fashionable society, stink in the gullet. Wrap yourself up well in the hide! I’m going to put out the light. Are you ready?", "pos": 2095073}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Yes,", "pos": 2095810}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I’m all right. I seem to have feathers under my head.", "pos": 2095837}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "People don’t say ‘head,’ they say ‘nut’. Shut your peepers!", "pos": 2095893}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Sir? Hey?", "pos": 2096865}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What is that?", "pos": 2096924}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "It’s the rats,", "pos": 2096940}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Hey?", "pos": 2097630}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What are rats?", "pos": 2097652}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "They are mice.", "pos": 2097669}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Sir?", "pos": 2097862}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Hey?", "pos": 2097869}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Why don’t you have a cat?", "pos": 2097897}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "I did have one. I brought one here, but they ate her.", "pos": 2097925}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Monsieur?", "pos": 2098172}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Hey?", "pos": 2098184}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Who was it that was eaten?", "pos": 2098191}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "The cat.", "pos": 2098220}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "And who ate the cat?", "pos": 2098231}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "The rats.", "pos": 2098254}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The mice?", "pos": 2098266}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Yes, the rats.", "pos": 2098278}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Sir, would those mice eat us?", "pos": 2098382}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Wouldn’t they just! Don’t be afraid. They can’t get in. And besides, I’m here! Here, catch hold of my hand. Hold your tongue and shut your peepers!", "pos": 2098414}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Kirikikiou!", "pos": 2100522}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Yes!", "pos": 2100626}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "We need you. Come, lend us a hand.", "pos": 2101279}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "I’m with you,", "pos": 2101360}
{"speaker": "Brujon", "text": "What a good night to leg it!", "pos": 2108542}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "in order to preserve it from the rats,", "pos": 2111118}
{"speaker": "one of the jailers", "text": "It would be better to let him have only a wooden spike.", "pos": 2111317}
{"speaker": "Brujon", "text": "Let’s cut. What are we up to here?", "pos": 2119561}
{"speaker": "Babet", "text": "It’s raining hard enough to put out the very devil’s fire. And the bobbies will be along instanter. There’s a soldier on guard yonder. We shall get nabbed here. icigo icicaille", "pos": 2119618}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "There’s no hurry yet, let’s wait a bit. How do we know that he doesn’t stand in need of us?", "pos": 2120469}
{"speaker": "Brujon", "text": "What are you jabbering about? The tavern-keeper hasn’t managed to cut his stick. He don’t tumble to the racket, that he don’t! You have to be a pretty knowing cove to tear up your shirt, cut up your sheet to make a rope, punch holes in doors, get up false papers, make false keys, file your irons, hang out your cord, hide yourself, and disguise yourself! The old fellow hasn’t managed to play it, he doesn’t understand how to work the business.", "pos": 2120907}
{"speaker": "Babet", "text": "Your tavern-keeper must have been nabbed in the act. You have to be knowing. He’s only a greenhorn. He must have let himself be taken in by a bobby, perhaps even by a sheep who played it on him as his pal. Listen, Montparnasse, do you hear those shouts in the prison? You have seen all those lights. He’s recaptured, there! He’ll get off with twenty years. I ain’t afraid, I ain’t a coward, but there ain’t anything more to do, or otherwise they’d lead us a dance. Don’t get mad, come with us, let’s go drink a bottle of old wine together.", "pos": 2121587}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "One doesn’t desert one’s friends in a scrape,", "pos": 2122129}
{"speaker": "Brujon", "text": "I tell you he’s nabbed! At the present moment, the inn-keeper ain’t worth a ha’penny. We can’t do nothing for him. Let’s be off. Every minute I think a bobby has got me in his fist.", "pos": 2122200}
{"speaker": "Babet", "text": "A widow,", "pos": 2123715}
{"speaker": "Brujon", "text": "My tortouse!", "pos": 2123740}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "The tavern-keeper is there. Quick! have you the other end of the rope, Brujon?", "pos": 2123770}
{"speaker": "Brujon", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 2123963}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "Knot the two pieces together, we’ll fling him the rope, he can fasten it to the wall, and he’ll have enough of it to get down with.", "pos": 2123970}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "I am paralyzed with cold.", "pos": 2124141}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "We’ll warm you up.", "pos": 2124169}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "I can’t budge.", "pos": 2124190}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "Let yourself slide, we’ll catch you.", "pos": 2124207}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "My hands are benumbed.", "pos": 2124246}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "Only fasten the rope to the wall.", "pos": 2124271}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "I can’t.", "pos": 2124307}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "Then one of us must climb up,", "pos": 2124318}
{"speaker": "Brujon", "text": "Three stories!", "pos": 2124369}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "One might get up by the help of that,", "pos": 2124723}
{"speaker": "Babet", "text": "By that flue? a grown-up cove, never! it would take a brat.", "pos": 2124782}
{"speaker": "Brujon", "text": "A brat must be got,", "pos": 2124863}
{"speaker": "Guelemer", "text": "Where are we to find a young ’un?", "pos": 2124901}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "Wait. I’ve got the very article.", "pos": 2124952}
{"speaker": "Guelemer", "text": "Are you a man, young ’un?", "pos": 2125653}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "A young ’un like me’s a man, and men like you are babes.", "pos": 2125728}
{"speaker": "Babet", "text": "The brat’s tongue’s well hung!", "pos": 2125787}
{"speaker": "Brujon", "text": "The Paris brat ain’t made of straw,", "pos": 2125837}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "What do you want?", "pos": 2125889}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "Climb up that flue.", "pos": 2125949}
{"speaker": "Babet", "text": "With this rope,", "pos": 2125971}
{"speaker": "Brujon", "text": "And fasten it,", "pos": 2126001}
{"speaker": "Babet", "text": "To the top of the wall,", "pos": 2126036}
{"speaker": "Brujon", "text": "To the cross-bar of the window,", "pos": 2126077}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "And then?", "pos": 2126125}
{"speaker": "Guelemer", "text": "There!", "pos": 2126152}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Is that all!", "pos": 2126319}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "There’s a man up there whom you are to save,", "pos": 2126334}
{"speaker": "Brujon", "text": "Will you?", "pos": 2126403}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Greenhorn!", "pos": 2126435}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Hullo! it’s my father! Oh, that won’t hinder.", "pos": 2127215}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Now, whom are we to eat?", "pos": 2127868}
{"speaker": "Brujon", "text": "Let’s get well into a corner. Let’s settle it in three words, and part at once. There was an affair that promised well in the Rue Plumet, a deserted street, an isolated house, an old rotten gate on a garden, and lone women.", "pos": 2128063}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Well! why not?", "pos": 2128304}
{"speaker": "Babet", "text": "Your girl, Éponine, went to see about the matter,", "pos": 2128342}
{"speaker": "Guelemer", "text": "And she brought a biscuit to Magnon. Nothing to be made there.", "pos": 2128409}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "The girl’s no fool. Still, it must be seen to.", "pos": 2128492}
{"speaker": "Brujon", "text": "Yes, yes, it must be looked up.", "pos": 2128560}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Is that all? You don’t want any more, my men? Now you’re out of your scrape. I’m off. I must go and get my brats out of bed.", "pos": 2128865}
{"speaker": "Babet", "text": "Did you take a good look at that young ’un?", "pos": 2129167}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "What young ’un?", "pos": 2129223}
{"speaker": "Babet", "text": "The one who climbed the wall and carried you the rope.", "pos": 2129241}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Not particularly.", "pos": 2129298}
{"speaker": "Babet", "text": "Well, I don’t know, but it strikes me that it was your son.", "pos": 2129318}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Bah! do you think so?", "pos": 2129380}
{"speaker": "Cartouche", "text": "Vousiergue trouvaille bonorgue ce gigotmuche?", "pos": 2154561}
{"speaker": "Survincent", "text": "It was the rhymes that kept me up.", "pos": 2161535}
{"speaker": "Commonplace metaphor", "text": "It is to see thirty-six candles.", "pos": 2162665}
{"speaker": "Poulailler", "text": "I light my camoufle,", "pos": 2163011}
{"speaker": "Voltaire", "text": "Langleviel La Beaumelle deserves a hundred camouflets.", "pos": 2163060}
{"speaker": "The Wretch", "text": "I do not understand how God, the father of men, can torture his children and his grandchildren and hear them cry, without himself suffering torture.", "pos": 2166141}
{"speaker": "The Dejected Classes", "text": "le Marquis de Pantin.", "pos": 2167438}
{"speaker": "Those who do not desire a future", "text": "no", "pos": 2167583}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Dost thou know?— Dost thou know? My name is Euphrasie.", "pos": 2188671}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Euphrasie? Why, no, thy name is Cosette.", "pos": 2188893}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Oh! Cosette is a very ugly name that was given to me when I was a little thing. But my real name is Euphrasie. Dost thou like that name—Euphrasie?", "pos": 2188936}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Yes. But Cosette is not ugly.", "pos": 2189085}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Do you like it better than Euphrasie?", "pos": 2189117}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Why, yes.", "pos": 2189157}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Then I like it better too. Truly, it is pretty, Cosette. Call me Cosette. Monsieur, you are handsome, you are good-looking, you are witty, you are not at all stupid, you are much more learned than I am, but I bid you defiance with this word: I love you! Don’t cough, sir; I will not have people cough on my domain without my permission. It’s very naughty to cough and to disturb me. I want you to be well, because, in the first place, if you were not well, I should be very unhappy. What should I do then?", "pos": 2189169}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Just imagine, I thought at one time that your name was Ursule. Oh! One day, at the Luxembourg, I had a good mind to finish breaking up a veteran!", "pos": 2190051}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Oh! how beautiful you are! I dare not look at you. It is all over with me when I contemplate you. You are a grace. I know not what is the matter with me. The hem of your gown, when the tip of your shoe peeps from beneath, upsets me. And then, what an enchanted gleam when you open your thought even but a little! You talk astonishingly good sense. It seems to me at times that you are a dream. Speak, I listen, I admire. Oh Cosette! how strange it is and how charming! I am really beside myself. You are adorable, Mademoiselle. I study your feet with the microscope and your soul with the telescope.", "pos": 2192199}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "I have been loving a little more all the time that has passed since this morning.", "pos": 2192843}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Yes, dear little father.", "pos": 2200899}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Why, you have whitewash on your back!", "pos": 2201406}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Would you believe it? Marius comes home nowadays at one o’clock in the morning.", "pos": 2202639}
{"speaker": "Bahorel", "text": "What do you expect? There’s always a petard in a seminary fellow.", "pos": 2202739}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "You are getting irregular in your habits, young man. My dear fellow, you produce upon me the effect of being located in the moon, the realm of dreams, the province of illusions, capital, soap-bubble. Come, be a good boy, what’s her name?", "pos": 2202889}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Good evening, Monsieur Marius.", "pos": 2204807}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Ah! so it’s you, Éponine?", "pos": 2206045}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Why do you call me you? Have I done anything to you?", "pos": 2206073}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "No,", "pos": 2206128}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Say— Well? Good evening, Mr. Marius,", "pos": 2206343}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "None of that, Lisette!", "pos": 2207855}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "I’m no longer surprised that he comes here every evening.", "pos": 2208570}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "This is the place,", "pos": 2209160}
{"speaker": "Unknown Ruffian", "text": "Is there a cab in the garden? I don’t know. In any case, I have fetched a ball that we’ll make him eat. Have you some putty to break the pane with?", "pos": 2209199}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 2209368}
{"speaker": "Ventriloquist", "text": "The railing is old,", "pos": 2209375}
{"speaker": "Unknown Ruffian", "text": "So much the better. It won’t screech under the saw, and it won’t be hard to cut.", "pos": 2209457}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "There’s a dog.", "pos": 2210034}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "What jade is this?", "pos": 2210348}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Your daughter.", "pos": 2210369}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Ah, see here, what are you about there? What do you want with us? Are you crazy? what have you come here to hinder our work for?", "pos": 2210844}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "I am here, little father, because I am here. Isn’t a person allowed to sit on the stones nowadays? It’s you who ought not to be here. What have you come here for, since it’s a biscuit? I told Magnon so. There’s nothing to be done here. But embrace me, my good little father! It’s a long time since I’ve seen you! So you’re out?", "pos": 2211108}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "That’s good. You’ve embraced me. Yes, I’m out. I’m not in. Now, get away with you.", "pos": 2211514}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "But how did you manage it, little pa? You must have been very clever to get out of that. Tell me about it! And my mother? Where is mother? Tell me about mamma.", "pos": 2211665}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "She’s well. I don’t know, let me alone, and be off, I tell you.", "pos": 2211848}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "I won’t go, so there now, you send me off, and it’s four months since I saw you, and I’ve hardly had time to kiss you.", "pos": 2211914}
{"speaker": "Babet", "text": "Come, now, this is stupid!", "pos": 2212122}
{"speaker": "Guelemer", "text": "Make haste! the cops may pass.", "pos": 2212163}
{"speaker": "Ventriloquist", "text": "Nous n’ sommes pas le jour de l’an, A bécoter papa, maman.", "pos": 2212262}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "This isn’t New Year’s day To peck at pa and ma.", "pos": 2212323}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Why, it’s Monsieur Brujon. Good day, Monsieur Babet. Good day, Monsieur Claquesous. Don’t you know me, Monsieur Guelemer? How goes it, Montparnasse?", "pos": 2212410}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Yes, they know you! But good day, good evening, sheer off! leave us alone!", "pos": 2212561}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "It’s the hour for foxes, not for chickens,", "pos": 2212663}
{"speaker": "Babet", "text": "You see the job we have on hand here,", "pos": 2212727}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "Take care, you’ll cut yourself, I’ve a knife open.", "pos": 2212816}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "My little Montparnasse, you must have confidence in people. I am the daughter of my father, perhaps. Monsieur Babet, Monsieur Guelemer, I’m the person who was charged to investigate this matter. You know well that I’m no fool. Ordinarily, I am believed. I have rendered you service on various occasions. Well, I have made inquiries; you will expose yourselves to no purpose, you see. I swear to you that there is nothing in this house.", "pos": 2212880}
{"speaker": "Guelemer", "text": "There are lone women,", "pos": 2213603}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "No, the persons have moved away.", "pos": 2213642}
{"speaker": "Babet", "text": "The candles haven’t, anyway!", "pos": 2213677}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Well, they’re very poor folks, and it’s a hovel where there isn’t a sou.", "pos": 2213956}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Go to the devil! When we’ve turned the house upside down and put the cellar at the top and the attic below, we’ll tell you what there is inside, and whether it’s francs or sous or half-farthings.", "pos": 2214043}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "My good friend, Mr. Montparnasse. I entreat you, you are a good fellow, don’t enter.", "pos": 2214317}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "Take care, you’ll cut yourself,", "pos": 2214420}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Decamp, my girl, and leave men to their own affairs!", "pos": 2214517}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "So you mean to enter this house?", "pos": 2214650}
{"speaker": "Ventriloquist", "text": "Rather!", "pos": 2214685}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Well, I don’t mean that you shall. Friends! Listen well. This is not what you want. Now I’m talking. In the first place, if you enter this garden, if you lay a hand on this gate, I’ll scream, I’ll beat on the door, I’ll rouse everybody, I’ll have the whole six of you seized, I’ll call the police.", "pos": 2214896}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "She’d do it, too,", "pos": 2215285}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Beginning with my father! Not so close, my good man!", "pos": 2215399}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Why, what’s the matter with her? Bitch!", "pos": 2215536}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "As you like, but you shall not enter here. I’m not the daughter of a dog, since I’m the daughter of a wolf. There are six of you, what matters that to me? You are men. Well, I’m a woman. You don’t frighten me. I tell you that you shan’t enter this house, because it doesn’t suit me. If you approach, I’ll bark. I told you, I’m the dog, and I don’t care a straw for you. Go your way, you bore me! Go where you please, but don’t come here, I forbid it! You can use your knives. I’ll use kicks; it’s all the same to me, come on! Pardine! I’m not afraid. I shall be hungry this summer, and I shall be cold this winter. Aren’t they ridiculous, these ninnies of men, to think they can scare a girl! What! Scare? Oh, yes, much! Because you have finical poppets of mistresses who hide under the bed when you put on a big voice, forsooth! I ain’t afraid of anything, that I ain’t! Not even of you, father! What do I care if I’m picked up to-morrow morning on the pavement of the Rue Plumet, killed by the blows of my father’s club, or whether I’m found a year from now in the nets at Saint-Cloud or the Isle of Swans in the midst of rotten old corks and drowned dogs? I have only to cry out, and people will come, and then slap, bang! There are six of you; I represent the whole world. Don’t approach!", "pos": 2215634}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Well, no; I won’t approach, but don’t speak so loud. So you intend to hinder us in our work, my daughter? But we must earn our living all the same. Have you no longer any kind feeling for your father?", "pos": 2217393}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "You bother me,", "pos": 2217596}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "But we must live, we must eat—", "pos": 2217627}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Burst! Mon bras si dodu, Ma jambe bien faite Et le temps perdu. My arm so plump, My leg well formed, And time wasted.", "pos": 2217660}
{"speaker": "Babet", "text": "There’s something the matter with her. A reason. Is she in love with the dog? It’s a shame to miss this, anyway. Two women, an old fellow who lodges in the back-yard, and curtains that ain’t so bad at the windows. The old cove must be a Jew. I think the job’s a good one.", "pos": 2218407}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "Well, go in, then, the rest of you. Do the job. I’ll stay here with the girl, and if she fails us—", "pos": 2218695}
{"speaker": "Babet", "text": "You say nothing, Brujon?", "pos": 2219340}
{"speaker": "Brujon", "text": "See here; this morning I came across two sparrows fighting, this evening I jostled a woman who was quarrelling. All that’s bad. Let’s quit.", "pos": 2219482}
{"speaker": "Montparnasse", "text": "Never mind! if they had wanted, I’d have cut her throat.", "pos": 2219678}
{"speaker": "Babet", "text": "I wouldn’t. I don’t hit a lady.", "pos": 2219753}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Where shall we go to sleep to-night?", "pos": 2219892}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Under Pantin .", "pos": 2219931}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Have you the key to the gate, Thénardier?", "pos": 2219948}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Pardi.", "pos": 2219992}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What is the matter?", "pos": 2222643}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "This. My father told me this morning to hold myself in readiness, because he has business, and we may go away from here.", "pos": 2222686}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "What is the matter?", "pos": 2225770}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I did not understand what you said.", "pos": 2225852}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "This morning my father told me to settle all my little affairs and to hold myself in readiness, that he would give me his linen to put in a trunk, that he was obliged to go on a journey, that we were to go away, that it is necessary to have a large trunk for me and a small one for him, and that all is to be ready in a week from now, and that we might go to England.", "pos": 2225908}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "But this is outrageous! And when do you start?", "pos": 2226278}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "He did not say when.", "pos": 2226696}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "And when shall you return?", "pos": 2226719}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "He did not say when.", "pos": 2226748}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Cosette, shall you go?", "pos": 2226801}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Where?", "pos": 2226937}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "To England. Shall you go?", "pos": 2226946}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Why do you say you to me?", "pos": 2226974}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I ask you whether you will go?", "pos": 2227002}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "What do you expect me to do?", "pos": 2227035}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "So, you will go?", "pos": 2227096}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "If my father goes.", "pos": 2227115}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "So, you will go? Very well, then I will go elsewhere.", "pos": 2227136}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "What do you mean?", "pos": 2227413}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Nothing.", "pos": 2227501}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "How silly we are! Marius, I have an idea.", "pos": 2227650}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What is it?", "pos": 2227694}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "If we go away, do you go too! I will tell you where! Come and join me wherever I am.", "pos": 2227708}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Go away with you! Are you mad? Why, I should have to have money, and I have none! Go to England? But I am in debt now, I owe, I don’t know how much, more than ten louis to Courfeyrac, one of my friends with whom you are not acquainted! I have an old hat which is not worth three francs, I have a coat which lacks buttons in front, my shirt is all ragged, my elbows are torn, my boots let in the water; for the last six weeks I have not thought about it, and I have not told you about it. You only see me at night, and you give me your love; if you were to see me in the daytime, you would give me a sou! Go to England! Eh! I haven’t enough to pay for a passport!", "pos": 2227890}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Do not weep,", "pos": 2229392}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Not when I may be going away, and you cannot come!", "pos": 2229431}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Do you love me?", "pos": 2229497}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "I adore you!", "pos": 2229611}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Do not weep. Tell me, will you do this for me, and cease to weep?", "pos": 2229685}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Do you love me?", "pos": 2229753}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Cosette, I have never given my word of honor to any one, because my word of honor terrifies me. I feel that my father is by my side. Well, I give you my most sacred word of honor, that if you go away I shall die. Now, listen, do not expect me to-morrow.", "pos": 2229799}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Why?", "pos": 2230303}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Do not expect me until the day after to-morrow.", "pos": 2230310}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Oh! Why?", "pos": 2230360}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "You will see.", "pos": 2230371}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "A day without seeing you! But that is impossible!", "pos": 2230387}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Let us sacrifice one day in order to gain our whole lives, perhaps. He is a man who never changes his habits, and he has never received any one except in the evening.", "pos": 2230439}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Of what man are you speaking?", "pos": 2230659}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I? I said nothing.", "pos": 2230706}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "What do you hope, then?", "pos": 2230727}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Wait until the day after to-morrow.", "pos": 2230753}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "You wish it?", "pos": 2230791}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Yes, Cosette. Now that I think of it, you ought to know my address: something might happen, one never knows; I live with that friend named Courfeyrac, Rue de la Verrerie, No. 16. 16 Rue de la Verrerie.", "pos": 2230806}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Tell me your thought, Marius; you have some idea. Tell it to me. Oh! tell me, so that I may pass a pleasant night.", "pos": 2231347}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "This is my idea: that it is impossible that God should mean to part us. Wait; expect me the day after to-morrow.", "pos": 2231464}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "What shall I do until then? You are outside, you go, and come! How happy men are! I shall remain entirely alone! Oh! How sad I shall be! What is it that you are going to do to-morrow evening? tell me.", "pos": 2231579}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I am going to try something.", "pos": 2231798}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Then I will pray to God and I will think of you here, so that you may be successful. I will question you no further, since you do not wish it. You are my master. I shall pass the evening to-morrow in singing that music from Euryanthe that you love, and that you came one evening to listen to, outside my shutters. But day after to-morrow you will come early. I shall expect you at dusk, at nine o’clock precisely, I warn you. Mon Dieu! how sad it is that the days are so long! On the stroke of nine, do you understand, I shall be in the garden.", "pos": 2231829}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "And I also.", "pos": 2232376}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "I think the likeness is strong.", "pos": 2235933}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "To my sister? Yes, certainly.", "pos": 2235967}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "And to him also.", "pos": 2236057}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "Father, are you as angry with him as ever?", "pos": 2236216}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "With whom?", "pos": 2236304}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "With that poor Marius.", "pos": 2236330}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Poor Marius, do you say! That gentleman is a knave, a wretched scoundrel, a vain little ingrate, a heartless, soulless, haughty, and wicked man! I had the honor to ask Mademoiselle Gillenormand never to mention him to me.", "pos": 2236488}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "My father never cared very much for my sister after her folly. It is clear that he detests Marius.", "pos": 2236981}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "The Rue Plumet, the Rue Plumet, did you say?—Let us see!—Are there not barracks in that vicinity?—Why, yes, that’s it. Your cousin Théodule has spoken to me about it. The lancer, the officer. A gay girl, my good friend, a gay girl!—Pardieu, yes, the Rue Plumet. It is what used to be called the Rue Blomet.—It all comes back to me now. I have heard of that little girl of the iron railing in the Rue Plumet. In a garden, a Pamela. Your taste is not bad. She is said to be a very tidy creature. Between ourselves, I think that simpleton of a lancer has been courting her a bit. I don’t know where he did it. However, that’s not to the purpose. Besides, he is not to be believed. He brags, Marius! I think it quite proper that a young man like you should be in love. It’s the right thing at your age. I like you better as a lover than as a Jacobin. I like you better in love with a petticoat, sapristi! with twenty petticoats, than with M. de Robespierre. For my part, I will do myself the justice to say, that in the line of sans-culottes, I have never loved any one but women. Pretty girls are pretty girls, the deuce! There’s no objection to that. As for the little one, she receives you without her father’s knowledge. That’s in the established order of things. I have had adventures of that same sort myself. More than one. Do you know what is done then? One does not take the matter ferociously; one does not precipitate himself into the tragic; one does not make one’s mind to marriage and M. le Maire with his scarf. One simply behaves like a fellow of spirit. One shows good sense. Slip along, mortals; don’t marry. You come and look up your grandfather, who is a good-natured fellow at bottom, and who always has a few rolls of louis in an old drawer; you say to him: ‘See here, grandfather.’ And the grandfather says: ‘That’s a simple matter. Youth must amuse itself, and old age must wear out. I have been young, you will be old. Come, my boy, you shall pass it on to your grandson. Here are two hundred pistoles. Amuse yourself, deuce take it!’ Nothing better! That’s the way the affair should be treated. You don’t marry, but that does no harm. You understand me? Booby! make her your mistress.", "pos": 2254116}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Five years ago you insulted my father; to-day you have insulted my wife. I ask nothing more of you, sir. Farewell.", "pos": 2257354}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Help! Help! Run after him! Bring him back! What have I done to him? He is mad! He is going away! Ah! my God! Ah! my God! This time he will not come back! Marius! Marius! Marius! Marius!", "pos": 2257948}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "MOVE AWAY FROM YOUR HOUSE.", "pos": 2262095}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Are you coming to General Lamarque’s funeral?", "pos": 2263919}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Is there fighting on hand?", "pos": 2265189}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "She is waiting for me there. What do you want? Cosette! Cosette!", "pos": 2265910}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Mr. Marius! Hey? Mr. Marius, are you there? Yes.", "pos": 2267289}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Mr. Marius,", "pos": 2267379}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "your friends are waiting for you at the barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie.", "pos": 2267412}
{"speaker": "Mother Plutarque", "text": "I have no money to buy any dinner.", "pos": 2271170}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "On credit?", "pos": 2271277}
{"speaker": "Mother Plutarque", "text": "You know well that people refuse me. You will get something for dinner.", "pos": 2271311}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "But I am eighty; I owe five sous,", "pos": 2272255}
{"speaker": "The Minister", "text": "Why, what! I should think so! An old savant! a botanist! an inoffensive man! Something must be done for him!", "pos": 2272941}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "We are saved!", "pos": 2273222}
{"speaker": "The Minister’s wife", "text": "Who is that old gentleman?", "pos": 2273638}
{"speaker": "Father Mabeuf", "text": "What is it?", "pos": 2275305}
{"speaker": "The gardener", "text": "It is the riots.", "pos": 2275387}
{"speaker": "Father Mabeuf", "text": "What riots?", "pos": 2275406}
{"speaker": "The gardener", "text": "Yes, they are fighting.", "pos": 2275420}
{"speaker": "Father Mabeuf", "text": "Why are they fighting?", "pos": 2275446}
{"speaker": "The gardener", "text": "Ah, good Heavens!", "pos": 2275471}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "In what direction?", "pos": 2275516}
{"speaker": "The gardener", "text": "In the neighborhood of the Arsenal.", "pos": 2275556}
{"speaker": "Father Mabeuf", "text": "Ah! truly!", "pos": 2275713}
{"speaker": "The Golden Mean School", "text": "The riots which complicated the affair of 1830 deprived that great event of a portion of its purity. The Revolution of July had been a fine popular gale, abruptly followed by blue sky. They made the cloudy sky reappear. They caused that revolution, at first so remarkable for its unanimity, to degenerate into a quarrel. In the Revolution of July, as in all progress accomplished by fits and starts, there had been secret fractures; these riots rendered them perceptible. It might have been said: ‘Ah! this is broken.’ After the Revolution of July, one was sensible only of deliverance; after the riots, one was conscious of a catastrophe. All revolt closes the shops, depresses the funds, throws the Exchange into consternation, suspends commerce, clogs business, precipitates failures; no more money, private fortunes rendered uneasy, public credit shaken, industry disconcerted, capital withdrawing, work at a discount, fear everywhere; counter-shocks in every town. Hence gulfs. It has been calculated that the first day of a riot costs France twenty millions, the second day forty, the third sixty, a three days’ uprising costs one hundred and twenty millions, that is to say, if only the financial result be taken into consideration, it is equivalent to a disaster, a shipwreck or a lost battle, which should annihilate a fleet of sixty ships of the line. No doubt, historically, uprisings have their beauty; the war of the pavements is no less grandiose, and no less pathetic, than the war of thickets: in the one there is the soul of forests, in the other the heart of cities; the one has Jean Chouan, the other has a Jeanne. Revolts have illuminated with a red glare all the most original points of the Parisian character, generosity, devotion, stormy gayety, students proving that bravery forms part of intelligence, the National Guard invincible, bivouacs of shopkeepers, fortresses of street urchins, contempt of death on the part of passers-by. Schools and legions clashed together. After all, between the combatants, there was only a difference of age; the race is the same; it is the same stoical men who died at the age of twenty for their ideas, at forty for their families. The army, always a sad thing in civil wars, opposed prudence to audacity. Uprisings, while proving popular intrepidity, also educated the courage of the bourgeois. This is well. But is all this worth the bloodshed? And to the bloodshed add the future darkness, progress compromised, uneasiness among the best men, honest liberals in despair, foreign absolutism happy in these wounds dealt to revolution by its own hand, the vanquished of 1830 triumphing and saying: ‘We told you so!’ Add Paris enlarged, possibly, but France most assuredly diminished. Add, for all must needs be told, the massacres which have too often dishonored the victory of order grown ferocious over liberty gone mad. To sum up all, uprisings have been disastrous.", "pos": 2279536}
{"speaker": "Contraband Salt Dealer", "text": "Death to the salt duties. Long live the King!", "pos": 2286177}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Certainly, despotism remains despotism, even under the despot of genius.", "pos": 2290827}
{"speaker": "The bourgeois", "text": "Long live the people!", "pos": 2294540}
{"speaker": "Narrator", "text": "We have seen this.", "pos": 2296634}
{"speaker": "Comrade", "text": "Whither are you going?", "pos": 2299620}
{"speaker": "Lombier", "text": "Eh! well, I have no weapons.", "pos": 2299645}
{"speaker": "Comrade", "text": "What then?", "pos": 2299676}
{"speaker": "Lombier", "text": "I’m going to my timber-yard to get my compasses.", "pos": 2299689}
{"speaker": "Comrade", "text": "What for?", "pos": 2299740}
{"speaker": "Lombier", "text": "I don’t know,", "pos": 2299752}
{"speaker": "Jacqueline", "text": "Come here, you! Have you work?", "pos": 2299856}
{"speaker": "Artisans", "text": "No.", "pos": 2299944}
{"speaker": "Jacqueline", "text": "Go to Filspierre, between the Barrière Charonne and the Barrière Montreuil, and you will find work.", "pos": 2299950}
{"speaker": "Drinker 1", "text": "Have you your pistol?", "pos": 2300379}
{"speaker": "Drinker 2", "text": "Under my blouse.", "pos": 2300403}
{"speaker": "Drinker 1", "text": "And you?", "pos": 2300422}
{"speaker": "Drinker 2", "text": "Under my shirt.", "pos": 2300433}
{"speaker": "Questioner", "text": "What is your object?", "pos": 2300966}
{"speaker": "Pretot", "text": "Insurrection.", "pos": 2301001}
{"speaker": "Officer of the 12th Light Infantry", "text": "I am a Republican,", "pos": 2304971}
{"speaker": "Crowd", "text": "Long live the Polytechnique! Long live the Republic!", "pos": 2305087}
{"speaker": "Man 1", "text": "Do you see that fellow with a red beard, he’s the one who will give the word when we are to fire.", "pos": 2305430}
{"speaker": "Crowd", "text": "Lamarque to the Pantheon! Lafayette to the Town-hall!", "pos": 2306708}
{"speaker": "Men dragging Lafayette", "text": "The dragoons!", "pos": 2307550}
{"speaker": "woman", "text": "They are beginning too soon!", "pos": 2308540}
{"speaker": "Men", "text": "To arms!", "pos": 2309414}
{"speaker": "servants", "text": "There’s going to be a row!", "pos": 2310262}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Republic or Death!", "pos": 2311095}
{"speaker": "One of these women", "text": "I did not know what cartridges were; it was my husband who told me.", "pos": 2312087}
{"speaker": "panting men, artisans, students, members of sections", "text": "To arms!", "pos": 2312568}
{"speaker": "Insurgents", "text": "The arms have been delivered their names Send for them to-morrow at the Mayor’s office.", "pos": 2313018}
{"speaker": "a horseman", "text": "Here, this is to pay expenses, wine, et cætera.", "pos": 2315978}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Republican revolution, No. 127.", "pos": 2319185}
{"speaker": "the shop-keeper", "text": "There appears to be a squabble in the Rue Saint-Martin. In the Faubourg Saint-Antoine. Or somewhere in that direction.", "pos": 2321868}
{"speaker": "the shopkeeper", "text": "It’s getting hot! Hullo, it’s getting hot!", "pos": 2322152}
{"speaker": "Marshal Clausel", "text": "Get a regiment first", "pos": 2324409}
{"speaker": "Lafayette", "text": "I am with you. I will follow you wherever there is room for a chair", "pos": 2324501}
{"speaker": "wives and mothers", "text": "Ah! my God! He has not come home!", "pos": 2326431}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "It is cavalry,", "pos": 2326672}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Those are the caissons galloping,", "pos": 2326693}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Go home!", "pos": 2326943}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "How will all this end?", "pos": 2327008}
{"speaker": "A ragged child", "text": "Mother What’s-your-name, I’m going to borrow your machine.", "pos": 2328341}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "La nuit on ne voit rien, Le jour on voit très bien, D’un écrit apocryphe Le bourgeois s’ébouriffe, Pratiquez la vertu, Tutu, chapeau pointu!", "pos": 2328599}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "I break a cane, otherwise expressed, I cut my stick, or, as they say at the court, I file off. If you don’t find papa and mamma, young ’uns, come back here this evening. I’ll scramble you up some supper, and I’ll give you a shakedown.", "pos": 2330339}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Help!", "pos": 2331449}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "How fat those moneyed men are! They’re drunk! They just wallow in good dinners. Ask ’em what they do with their money. They don’t know. They eat it, that’s what they do! As much as their bellies will hold. All goes well. I suffer a great deal in my left paw, I’m all broken up with rheumatism, but I’m satisfied, citizens. All that the bourgeois have to do is to bear themselves well, I’ll sneeze them out subversive couplets. What are the police spies? Dogs. And I’d just like to have one of them at the end of my pistol. I’m just from the boulevard, my friends. It’s getting hot there, it’s getting into a little boil, it’s simmering. It’s time to skim the pot. Forward march, men! Let an impure blood inundate the furrows! I give my days to my country, I shall never see my concubine more, Nini, finished, yes, Nini? But never mind! Long live joy! Let’s fight, crebleu! I’ve had enough of despotism.", "pos": 2332044}
{"speaker": "Portress", "text": "Ah, by the way, is your cat still cross? Good gracious, cats are naturally the enemies of dogs, you know. It’s the dogs who complain. And people also. But the fleas from a cat don’t go after people. That’s not the trouble, dogs are dangerous. I remember one year when there were so many dogs that it was necessary to put it in the newspapers. That was at the time when there were at the Tuileries great sheep that drew the little carriage of the King of Rome. Do you remember the King of Rome? I liked the Duc de Bordeau better. I knew Louis XVIII. I prefer Louis XVIII. Meat is awfully dear, isn’t it, Mother Patagon?", "pos": 2334644}
{"speaker": "Mother Patagon", "text": "Ah! don’t mention it, the butcher’s shop is a horror. A horrible horror—one can’t afford anything but the poor cuts nowadays.", "pos": 2335279}
{"speaker": "Rag-picker", "text": "Ladies, business is dull. The refuse heaps are miserable. No one throws anything away any more. They eat everything.", "pos": 2335440}
{"speaker": "Portress", "text": "There are poorer people than you, la Vargoulême.", "pos": 2335559}
{"speaker": "Rag-picker", "text": "Ah, that’s true. I have a profession. In the morning, on my return home, I pick over my basket, I sort my things. This makes heaps in my room. I put the rags in a basket, the cores and stalks in a bucket, the linen in my cupboard, the woollen stuff in my commode, the old papers in the corner of the window, the things that are good to eat in my bowl, the bits of glass in my fireplace, the old shoes behind my door, and the bones under my bed.", "pos": 2335610}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Old ladies, what do you mean by talking politics?", "pos": 2336272}
{"speaker": "Portress", "text": "Here’s another rascal. What’s that he’s got in his paddle? A pistol? Well, I’d like to know what sort of a beggar’s brat this is? That sort of animal is never easy unless he’s overturning the authorities.", "pos": 2336397}
{"speaker": "Rag-picker", "text": "You malicious, bare-pawed little wretch!", "pos": 2336771}
{"speaker": "Mother Patagon", "text": "There’s going to be evil doings, that’s certain. The errand-boy next door has a little pointed beard, I have seen him pass every day with a young person in a pink bonnet on his arm; to-day I saw him pass, and he had a gun on his arm. Mame Bacheux says, that last week there was a revolution at—at—at—where’s the calf!—at Pontoise. And then, there you see him, that horrid scamp, with his pistol! It seems that the Célestins are full of pistols. What do you suppose the Government can do with good-for-nothings who don’t know how to do anything but contrive ways of upsetting the world, when we had just begun to get a little quiet after all the misfortunes that have happened, good Lord! to that poor queen whom I saw pass in the tumbril! And all this is going to make tobacco dearer. It’s infamous! And I shall certainly go to see him beheaded on the guillotine, the wretch!", "pos": 2336896}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "You’ve got the sniffles, old lady. Blow your promontory. You’re in the wrong to insult the revolutionists, Mother Dust-Heap-Corner. This pistol is in your interests. It’s so that you may have more good things to eat in your basket.", "pos": 2337774}
{"speaker": "Mother Patagon", "text": "You’re nothing but a bastard.", "pos": 2338305}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Oh! Come now. I don’t care a brass farthing for that! Forward march to the battle! I’m going off, but you won’t go off! My poor doggy, you must have gone and swallowed a cask, for all the hoops are visible.", "pos": 2338337}
{"speaker": "Hair-dresser", "text": "How did the Emperor ride, sir?", "pos": 2339673}
{"speaker": "soldier", "text": "Badly. He did not know how to fall—so he never fell.", "pos": 2339723}
{"speaker": "Hair-dresser", "text": "Did he have fine horses? He must have had fine horses!", "pos": 2339778}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Keksekça? He’s an old duffer.", "pos": 2345615}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "M. Mabeuf, go to your home. Why?", "pos": 2346864}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "There’s going to be a row.", "pos": 2346901}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "That’s well.", "pos": 2346930}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Thrusts with the sword and firing, M. Mabeuf.", "pos": 2346945}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "That is well.", "pos": 2346993}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Firing from cannon.", "pos": 2347009}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "That is good. Where are the rest of you going?", "pos": 2347031}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "We are going to fling the government to the earth.", "pos": 2347080}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "That is good.", "pos": 2347133}
{"speaker": "Students", "text": "What a fierce old fellow!", "pos": 2347487}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Voici la lune qui paraît, Quand irons-nous dans la forêt? Demandait Charlot à Charlotte. Tou tou tou Pour Chatou. Je n’ai qu’un Dieu, qu’un roi, qu’un liard, et qu’une botte.", "pos": 2347795}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Pour avoir bu de grand matin La rosée à même le thym, Deux moineaux étaient en ribotte. Zi zi zi Pour Passy. Je n’ai qu’un Dieu, qu’un roi, qu’un liard, et qu’une botte.", "pos": 2347971}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Et ces deux pauvres petits loups, Comme deux grives étaient soûls; Un tigre en riait dans sa grotte. Don don don Pour Meudon. Je n’ai qu’un Dieu, qu’un roi, qu’un liard, et qu’une botte.", "pos": 2348142}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "L’un jurait et l’autre sacrait. Quand irons nous dans la forêt? Demandait Charlot à Charlotte. Tin tin tin Pour Pantin. Je n’ai qu’un Dieu, qu’un roi, qu’un liard, et qu’une botte.", "pos": 2348330}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "This happens just right. I have forgotten my purse, and I have lost my hat.", "pos": 2349099}
{"speaker": "Mother Veuvain", "text": "Monsieur de Courfeyrac!", "pos": 2349470}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "What’s your name, portress?", "pos": 2349496}
{"speaker": "Mother Veuvain", "text": "Why, you know perfectly well, I’m the concierge; my name is Mother Veuvain.", "pos": 2349557}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Well, if you call me Monsieur de Courfeyrac again, I shall call you Mother de Veuvain. Now speak, what’s the matter? What do you want?", "pos": 2349635}
{"speaker": "Mother Veuvain", "text": "There is some one who wants to speak with you.", "pos": 2349772}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Who is it?", "pos": 2349821}
{"speaker": "Mother Veuvain", "text": "I don’t know.", "pos": 2349834}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Where is he?", "pos": 2349850}
{"speaker": "Mother Veuvain", "text": "In my lodge.", "pos": 2349865}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "The devil!", "pos": 2349880}
{"speaker": "Mother Veuvain", "text": "But the person has been waiting your return for over an hour,", "pos": 2349916}
{"speaker": "young man", "text": "Monsieur Marius, if you please.", "pos": 2350331}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "He is not here.", "pos": 2350365}
{"speaker": "young man", "text": "Will he return this evening?", "pos": 2350383}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "I know nothing about it. For my part, I shall not return.", "pos": 2350414}
{"speaker": "young man", "text": "Why not?", "pos": 2350546}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Because.", "pos": 2350557}
{"speaker": "young man", "text": "Where are you going, then?", "pos": 2350568}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "What business is that of yours?", "pos": 2350597}
{"speaker": "young man", "text": "Would you like to have me carry your coffer for you?", "pos": 2350631}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "I am going to the barricades.", "pos": 2350686}
{"speaker": "young man", "text": "Would you like to have me go with you?", "pos": 2350718}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "If you like! The street is free, the pavements belong to every one.", "pos": 2350759}
{"speaker": "Laigle", "text": "Oysters, cheese, and ham,", "pos": 2363533}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "I am passing by. I smell from the street a delicious odor of Brie cheese. I enter.", "pos": 2363864}
{"speaker": "Laigle", "text": "Are you going to drink those two bottles?", "pos": 2364111}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "All are ingenious, thou alone art ingenuous. Two bottles never yet astonished a man.", "pos": 2364205}
{"speaker": "Laigle", "text": "So you have a hole in your stomach?", "pos": 2364392}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "You have one in your elbow. Ah, by the way, Laigle of the funeral oration, your coat is old.", "pos": 2364450}
{"speaker": "Laigle", "text": "I should hope so. That’s why we get on well together, my coat and I. It has acquired all my folds, it does not bind me anywhere, it is moulded on my deformities, it falls in with all my movements, I am only conscious of it because it keeps me warm. Old coats are just like old friends.", "pos": 2364610}
{"speaker": "Joly", "text": "That’s true, an old goat is an old abi", "pos": 2364917}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "Especially in the mouth of a man whose head is stuffed up,", "pos": 2365020}
{"speaker": "Laigle", "text": "Grantaire, have you just come from the boulevard?", "pos": 2365097}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "No.", "pos": 2365167}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "We have just seen the head of the procession pass, Joly and I.", "pos": 2365173}
{"speaker": "Joly", "text": "It’s a marvellous sight,", "pos": 2365238}
{"speaker": "Laigle", "text": "How quiet this street is! Who would suspect that Paris was turned upside down? How plainly it is to be seen that in former days there were nothing but convents here! In this neighborhood! Du Breul and Sauval give a list of them, and so does the Abbé Lebeuf. They were all round here, they fairly swarmed, booted and barefooted, shaven, bearded, gray, black, white, Franciscans, Minims, Capuchins, Carmelites, Little Augustines, Great Augustines, old Augustines—there was no end of them.", "pos": 2365276}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "Don’t let’s talk of monks, it makes one want to scratch one’s self. Bouh! I’ve just swallowed a bad oyster. Now hypochondria is taking possession of me again. The oysters are spoiled, the servants are ugly. I hate the human race. I just passed through the Rue Richelieu, in front of the big public library. That pile of oyster-shells which is called a library is disgusting even to think of. What paper! What ink! What scrawling! And all that has been written! What rascal was it who said that man was a featherless biped?51 And then, I met a pretty girl of my acquaintance, who is as beautiful as the spring, worthy to be called Floréal, and who is delighted, enraptured, as happy as the angels, because a wretch yesterday, a frightful banker all spotted with small-pox, deigned to take a fancy to her! Alas! woman keeps on the watch for a protector as much as for a lover; cats chase mice as well as birds. Two months ago that young woman was virtuous in an attic, she adjusted little brass rings in the eyelet-holes of corsets, what do you call it? She sewed, she had a camp bed, she dwelt beside a pot of flowers, she was contented. Now here she is a bankeress. This transformation took place last night. I met the victim this morning in high spirits. The hideous point about it is, that the jade is as pretty to-day as she was yesterday. Her financier did not show in her face. Roses have this advantage or disadvantage over women, that the traces left upon them by caterpillars are visible. Ah! there is no morality on earth. I call to witness the myrtle, the symbol of love, the laurel, the symbol of air, the olive, that ninny, the symbol of peace, the apple-tree which came nearest rangling Adam with its pips, and the fig-tree, the grandfather of petticoats. As for right, do you know what right is? The Gauls covet Clusium, Rome protects Clusium, and demands what wrong Clusium has done to them. Brennus answers: ‘The wrong that Alba did to you, the wrong that Fidenæ did to you, the wrong that the Eques, the Volsci, and the Sabines have done to you. They were your neighbors. The Clusians are ours. We understand neighborliness just as you do. You have stolen Alba, we shall take Clusium.’ Rome said: ‘You shall not take Clusium.’ Brennus took Rome. Then he cried: ‘Væ victis!’ That is what right is. Ah! what beasts of prey there are in this world! What eagles! It makes my flesh creep. Brennus, who takes Rome, is an eagle; the banker who takes the grisette is an eagle. There is no more modesty in the one case than in the other. So we believe in nothing. There is but one reality: drink. Whatever your opinion may be in favor of the lean cock, like the Canton of Uri, or in favor of the fat cock, like the Canton of Glaris, it matters little, drink. You talk to me of the boulevard, of that procession, et cætera, et cætera. Come now, is there going to be another revolution? This poverty of means on the part of the good God astounds me. He has to keep greasing the groove of events every moment. There is a hitch, it won’t work. Quick, a revolution! The good God has his hands perpetually black with that cart-grease. If I were in his place, I’d be perfectly simple about it, I would not wind up my mechanism every minute, I’d lead the human race in a straightforward way, I’d weave matters mesh by mesh, without breaking the thread, I would have no provisional arrangements, I would have no extraordinary repertory. What the rest of you call progress advances by means of two motors, men and events. But, sad to say, from time to time, the exceptional becomes necessary. The ordinary troupe suffices neither for event nor for men: among men geniuses are required, among events revolutions. Great accidents are the law; the order of things cannot do without them; and, judging from the apparition of comets, one would be tempted to think that Heaven itself finds actors needed for its performance. At the moment when one expects it the least, God placards a meteor on the wall of the firmament. Some queer star turns up, underlined by an enormous tail. And that causes the death of Cæsar. Brutus deals him a blow with a knife, and God a blow with a comet. Crac, and behold an aurora borealis, behold a revolution, behold a great man; ’93 in big letters, Napoleon on guard, the comet of 1811 at the head of the poster. Ah! what a beautiful blue theatre all studded with unexpected flashes! Boum! Boum! extraordinary show! Raise your eyes, boobies. Everything is in disorder, the star as well as the drama. Good God, it is too much and not enough. These resources, gathered from exception, seem magnificence and poverty. My friends, Providence has come down to expedients. What does a revolution prove? That God is in a quandry. He effects a coup d’état because he, God, has not been able to make both ends meet. In fact, this confirms me in my conjectures as to Jehovah’s fortune; and when I see so much distress in heaven and on earth, from the bird who has not a grain of millet to myself without a hundred thousand livres of income, when I see human destiny, which is very badly worn, and even royal destiny, which is threadbare, witness the Prince de Condé hung, when I see winter, which is nothing but a rent in the zenith through which the wind blows, when I see so many rags even in the perfectly new purple of the morning on the crests of hills, when I see the drops of dew, those mock pearls, when I see the frost, that paste, when I see humanity ripped apart and events patched up, and so many spots on the sun and so many holes in the moon, when I see so much misery everywhere, I suspect that God is not rich. The appearance exists, it is true, but I feel that he is hard up. He gives a revolution as a tradesman whose money-box is empty gives a ball. God must not be judged from appearances. Beneath the gilding of heaven I perceive a poverty-stricken universe. Creation is bankrupt. That is why I am discontented. Here it is the 4th of June, it is almost night; ever since this morning I have been waiting for daylight to come; it has not come, and I bet that it won’t come all day. This is the inexactness of an ill-paid clerk. Yes, everything is badly arranged, nothing fits anything else, this old world is all warped, I take my stand on the opposition, everything goes awry; the universe is a tease. It’s like children, those who want them have none, and those who don’t want them have them. Total: I’m vexed. Besides, Laigle de Meaux, that bald-head, offends my sight. It humiliates me to think that I am of the same age as that baldy. However, I criticise, but I do not insult. The universe is what it is. I speak here without evil intent and to ease my conscience. Receive, Eternal Father, the assurance of my distinguished consideration. Ah! by all the saints of Olympus and by all the gods of paradise, I was not intended to be a Parisian, that is to say, to rebound forever, like a shuttlecock between two battledores, from the group of the loungers to the group of the roysterers. I was made to be a Turk, watching oriental houris all day long, executing those exquisite Egyptian dances, as sensuous as the dream of a chaste man, or a Beauceron peasant, or a Venetian gentleman surrounded by gentlewoman, or a petty German prince, furnishing the half of a foot-soldier to the Germanic confederation, and occupying his leisure with drying his breeches on his hedge, that is to say, his frontier. Those are the positions for which I was born! Yes, I have said a Turk, and I will not retract. I do not understand how people can habitually take Turks in bad part; Mohammed had his good points; respect for the inventor of seraglios with houris and paradises with odalisques! Let us not insult Mohammedanism, the only religion which is ornamented with a hen-roost! Now, I insist on a drink. The earth is a great piece of stupidity. And it appears that they are going to fight, all those imbeciles, and to break each other’s profiles and to massacre each other in the heart of summer, in the month of June, when they might go off with a creature on their arm, to breathe the immense heaps of new-mown hay in the meadows! Really, people do commit altogether too many follies. An old broken lantern which I have just seen at a bric-à-brac merchant’s suggests a reflection to my mind; it is time to enlighten the human race. Yes, behold me sad again. That’s what comes of swallowing an oyster and a revolution the wrong way! I am growing melancholy once more. Oh! frightful old world. People strive, turn each other out, prostitute themselves, kill each other, and get used to it!", "pos": 2365785}
{"speaker": "Joly", "text": "À propos of revolution, it is decidedly abberent that Barius is in lub.", "pos": 2374726}
{"speaker": "Laigle", "text": "Do. No?", "pos": 2374861}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "Marius’ love affairs! I can imagine it. Marius is a fog, and he must have found a vapor. Marius is of the race of poets. He who says poet, says fool, madman, Tymbræus Apollo. Marius and his Marie, or his Marion, or his Maria, or his Mariette. They must make a queer pair of lovers. I know just what it is like. Ecstasies in which they forget to kiss. Pure on earth, but joined in heaven. They are souls possessed of senses. They lie among the stars.", "pos": 2374891}
{"speaker": "Laigle", "text": "Are you Monsieur Bossuet? That is my nickname. What do you want with me?", "pos": 2375791}
{"speaker": "Navet, Gavroche's friend", "text": "This. A tall blonde fellow on the boulevard said to me: ‘Do you know Mother Hucheloup?’ I said: ‘Yes, Rue Chanvrerie, the old man’s widow;’ he said to me: ‘Go there. There you will find M. Bossuet. Tell him from me: “A B C”.’ It’s a joke that they’re playing on you, isn’t it. He gave me ten sous.", "pos": 2375886}
{"speaker": "Laigle", "text": "Joly, lend me ten sous. Grantaire, lend me ten sous. Thank you, sir. What is your name?", "pos": 2376186}
{"speaker": "Navet, Gavroche's friend", "text": "I can’t, I belong in the procession, I’m the one to shout ‘Down with Polignac!’", "pos": 2376525}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "That is the pure-bred gamin. There are a great many varieties of the gamin species. The notary’s gamin is called Skip-the-Gutter, the cook’s gamin is called a scullion, the baker’s gamin is called a mitron, the lackey’s gamin is called a groom, the marine gamin is called the cabin-boy, the soldier’s gamin is called the drummer-boy, the painter’s gamin is called paint-grinder, the tradesman’s gamin is called an errand-boy, the courtesan gamin is called the minion, the kingly gamin is called the dauphin, the god gamin is called the bambino.", "pos": 2376783}
{"speaker": "Laigle", "text": "A B C, that is to say: the burial of Lamarque.", "pos": 2377402}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "The tall blonde, is Enjolras, who is sending you a warning.", "pos": 2377451}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "Shall we go?", "pos": 2377535}
{"speaker": "Joly", "text": "It’s raiding. I have sworn to go through fire, but not through water. I don’t wand to ged a gold.", "pos": 2377570}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "I shall stay here. I prefer a breakfast to a hearse.", "pos": 2377683}
{"speaker": "Laigle", "text": "Conclusion: we remain. Well, then, let us drink. Besides, we might miss the funeral without missing the riot.", "pos": 2377756}
{"speaker": "Joly", "text": "Ah! the riot, I am with you!", "pos": 2377883}
{"speaker": "Laigle", "text": "Now we’re going to touch up the revolution of 1830. As a matter of fact, it does hurt the people along the seams.", "pos": 2377951}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "I don’t think much of your revolution. I don’t execrate this Government. It is the crown tempered by the cotton night-cap. It is a sceptre ending in an umbrella. In fact, I think that to-day, with the present weather, Louis Philippe might utilize his royalty in two directions, he might extend the tip of the sceptre end against the people, and open the umbrella end against heaven.", "pos": 2378067}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "Is it midday or midnight? You can’t see your hand before your face. Gibelotte, fetch a light.", "pos": 2378646}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "Enjolras disdains me. Enjolras said: ‘Joly is ill, Grantaire is drunk.’ It was to Bossuet that he sent Navet. If he had come for me, I would have followed him. So much the worse for Enjolras! I won’t go to his funeral.", "pos": 2378803}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "Let the doors of the palace be thrown open! Let every one be a member of the French Academy and have the right to embrace Madame Hucheloup. Let us drink. Woman ancient and consecrated by use, draw near that I may contemplate thee!", "pos": 2381002}
{"speaker": "Joly", "text": "Matelote and Gibelotte, dod’t gib Grantaire anything more to drink. He has already devoured, since this bording, in wild prodigality, two francs and ninety-five centibes.", "pos": 2381302}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "Who has been unhooking the stars without my permission, and putting them on the table in the guise of candles?", "pos": 2381503}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "Courfeyrac! Courfeyrac! Hohée!", "pos": 2382374}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "What do you want? Where are you going? To make a barricade. Well, here! This is a good place! Make it here! That’s true, Aigle,", "pos": 2382526}
{"speaker": "Mame Hucheloup", "text": "Ah my God! Ah my God!", "pos": 2383840}
{"speaker": "Joly", "text": "Courfeyrac, you ought to have brought an umbrella. You will gatch gold.", "pos": 2383985}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "Omnibuses, do not pass the Corinthe. Non licet omnibus adire Corinthum.", "pos": 2385584}
{"speaker": "Mame Hucheloup", "text": "The end of the world has come,", "pos": 2386055}
{"speaker": "Joly", "text": "My dear fellow, I have always regarded a woman’s neck as an infinitely delicate thing.", "pos": 2386192}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "Matelote is homely! Matelote is of a dream of ugliness! Matelote is a chimæra. This is the secret of her birth: a Gothic Pygmalion, who was making gargoyles for cathedrals, fell in love with one of them, the most horrible, one fine morning. He besought Love to give it life, and this produced Matelote. Look at her, citizens! She has chromate-of-lead-colored hair, like Titian’s mistress, and she is a good girl. I guarantee that she will fight well. Every good girl contains a hero. As for Mother Hucheloup, she’s an old warrior. Look at her moustaches! She inherited them from her husband. A hussar indeed! She will fight too. These two alone will strike terror to the heart of the banlieue. Comrades, we shall overthrow the government as true as there are fifteen intermediary acids between margaric acid and formic acid; however, that is a matter of perfect indifference to me. Gentlemen, my father always detested me because I could not understand mathematics. I understand only love and liberty. I am Grantaire, the good fellow. Having never had any money, I never acquired the habit of it, and the result is that I have never lacked it; but, if I had been rich, there would have been no more poor people! You would have seen! Oh, if the kind hearts only had fat purses, how much better things would go! I picture myself Jesus Christ with Rothschild’s fortune! How much good he would do! Matelote, embrace me! You are voluptuous and timid! You have cheeks which invite the kiss of a sister, and lips which claim the kiss of a lover.", "pos": 2386486}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Hold your tongue, you cask!", "pos": 2388039}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "I am the capitoul52 and the master of the floral games!", "pos": 2388107}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Grantaire, go get rid of the fumes of your wine somewhere else than here. This is the place for enthusiasm, not for drunkenness. Don’t disgrace the barricade!", "pos": 2388461}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "Let me sleep here.", "pos": 2388937}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Go and sleep somewhere else,", "pos": 2388958}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "Let me sleep here,—until I die.", "pos": 2389087}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Grantaire, you are incapable of believing, of thinking, of willing, of living, and of dying.", "pos": 2389166}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "You will see.", "pos": 2389297}
{"speaker": "Bahorel", "text": "Here’s the street in its low-necked dress! How well it looks!", "pos": 2389664}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Mother Hucheloup, weren’t you complaining the other day because you had had a notice served on you for infringing the law, because Gibelotte shook a counterpane out of your window?", "pos": 2389831}
{"speaker": "Mame Hucheloup", "text": "Yes, my good Monsieur Courfeyrac. Ah! good Heavens, are you going to put that table of mine in your horror, too? And it was for the counterpane, and also for a pot of flowers which fell from the attic window into the street, that the government collected a fine of a hundred francs. If that isn’t an abomination, what is!", "pos": 2390014}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Well, Mother Hucheloup, we are avenging you.", "pos": 2390338}
{"speaker": "Arab woman", "text": "Father, you owe my husband affront for affront.", "pos": 2390698}
{"speaker": "The father", "text": "On which cheek did you receive the blow?", "pos": 2390766}
{"speaker": "Arab woman", "text": "On the left cheek.", "pos": 2390809}
{"speaker": "The father", "text": "Now you are satisfied. Go tell your husband that he boxed my daughter’s ears, and that I have accordingly boxed his wife’s.", "pos": 2390875}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Let us exterminate them to the last man and die at the point of our bayonet.", "pos": 2392567}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Courage! more paving-stones! more casks! more machines! Where are you now? A hod of plaster for me to stop this hole with! Your barricade is very small. It must be carried up. Put everything on it, fling everything there, stick it all in. Break down the house. A barricade is Mother Gibou’s tea. Hullo, here’s a glass door.", "pos": 2395774}
{"speaker": "Workers", "text": "A glass door? what do you expect us to do with a glass door, tubercle?", "pos": 2396147}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Hercules yourselves! A glass door is an excellent thing in a barricade. It does not prevent an attack, but it prevents the enemy taking it. So you’ve never prigged apples over a wall where there were broken bottles? A glass door cuts the corns of the National Guard when they try to mount on the barricade. Pardi! glass is a treacherous thing. Well, you haven’t a very wildly lively imagination, comrades. A gun, I want a gun! Why don’t you give me a gun?", "pos": 2396220}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "Give you a gun!", "pos": 2396794}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Come now! why not? I had one in 1830 when we had a dispute with Charles X.", "pos": 2396829}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "When there are enough for the men, we will give some to the children.", "pos": 2396956}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "If you are killed before me, I shall take yours.", "pos": 2397077}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Gamin!", "pos": 2397128}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Greenhorn! Come with us, young fellow! well now, don’t we do anything for this old country of ours?", "pos": 2397152}
{"speaker": "Jean Prouvaire", "text": "Vous rappelez-vous notre douce vie, Lorsque nous étions si jeunes tous deux, Et que nous n’avions au cœur d’autre envie Que d’être bien mis et d’être amoureux, Lorsqu’en ajoutant votre âge à mon âge, Nous ne comptions pas à deux quarante ans, Et que, dans notre humble et petit ménage, Tout, même l’hiver, nous était printemps? Beaux jours! Manuel était fier et sage, Paris s’asseyait à de saints banquets, Foy lançait la foudre, et votre corsage Avait une épingle où je me piquais. Tout vous contemplait. Avocat sans causes, Quand je vous menais au Prado dîner, Vous étiez jolie au point que les roses Me faisaient l’effet de se retourner. Je les entendais dire: Est elle belle! Comme elle sent bon! Quels cheveux à flots! Sous son mantelet elle cache une aile, Son bonnet charmant est à peine éclos. J’errais avec toi, pressant ton bras souple. Les passants croyaient que l’amour charmé Avait marié, dans notre heureux couple, Le doux mois d’avril au beau mois de mai. Nous vivions cachés, contents, porte close, Dévorant l’amour, bon fruit défendu, Ma bouche n’avait pas dit une chose Que déjà ton cœur avait répondu. La Sorbonne était l’endroit bucolique Où je t’adorais du soir au matin. C’est ainsi qu’une âme amoureuse applique La carte du Tendre au pays Latin. O place Maubert! O place Dauphine! Quand, dans le taudis frais et printanier, Tu tirais ton bas sur ta jambe fine, Je voyais un astre au fond du grenier. J’ai fort lu Platon, mais rien ne m’en reste; Mieux que Malebranche et que Lamennais, Tu me démontrais la bonté céleste Avec une fleur que tu me donnais. Je t’obéissais, tu m’étais soumise; O grenier doré! te lacer! te voir Aller et venir dès l’aube en chemise, Mirant ton jeune front à ton vieux miroir. Et qui donc pourrait perdre la mémoire De ces temps d’aurore et de firmament, De rubans, de fleurs, de gaze et de moire, Où l’amour bégaye un argot charmant? Nos jardins étaient un pot de tulipe; Tu masquais la vitre avec un jupon; Je prenais le bol de terre de pipe, Et je te donnais le tasse en japon. Et ces grands malheurs qui nous faisaient rire! Ton manchon brûlé, ton boa perdu! Et ce cher portrait du divin Shakespeare Qu’un soir pour souper nons avons vendu! J’étais mendiant et toi charitable. Je baisais au vol tes bras frais et ronds. Dante in folio nous servait de table Pour manger gaîment un cent de marrons. La première fois qu’en mon joyeux bouge Je pris un baiser à ta lèvre en feu, Quand tu t’en allais décoiffée et rouge, Je restai tout pâle et je crus en Dieu! Te rappelles-tu nos bonheurs sans nombre, Et tous ces fichus changés en chiffons? Oh que de soupirs, de nos cœurs pleins d’ombre, Se sont envolés dans les cieux profonds!53", "pos": 2402631}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "You are small, you will not be seen. Go out of the barricade, slip along close to the houses, skirmish about a bit in the streets, and come back and tell me what is going on.", "pos": 2409267}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "So the little chaps are good for something! that’s very lucky! I’ll go! In the meanwhile, trust to the little fellows, and distrust the big ones. Do you see that big fellow there?", "pos": 2409502}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Well?", "pos": 2409798}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "He’s a police spy.", "pos": 2409806}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Are you sure of it?", "pos": 2409827}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "It isn’t two weeks since he pulled me off the cornice of the Port Royal, where I was taking the air, by my ear.", "pos": 2409849}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Who are you?", "pos": 2410515}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "I see what it is. Well, yes!", "pos": 2410820}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "You are a police spy?", "pos": 2410851}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "I am an agent of the authorities.", "pos": 2410875}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "And your name?", "pos": 2410911}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Javert.", "pos": 2410928}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "It’s the mouse who has caught the cat.", "pos": 2412324}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "He is a police spy. You will be shot ten minutes before the barricade is taken.", "pos": 2412817}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Why not at once?", "pos": 2412983}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "We are saving our powder.", "pos": 2413002}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Then finish the business with a blow from a knife.", "pos": 2413030}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Spy, we are judges and not assassins. Here you! go about your business! Do what I told you!", "pos": 2413083}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "I’m going! By the way, you will give me his gun! I leave you the musician, but I want the clarinet.", "pos": 2413235}
{"speaker": "Le Cabuc", "text": "Do you know, comrades, it is from that house yonder that we must fire. When we are at the windows, the deuce is in it if any one can advance into the street!", "pos": 2414989}
{"speaker": "One of the drinkers", "text": "Yes, but the house is closed,", "pos": 2415149}
{"speaker": "Le Cabuc", "text": "Let us knock!", "pos": 2415207}
{"speaker": "One of the drinkers", "text": "They will not open.", "pos": 2415223}
{"speaker": "Le Cabuc", "text": "Let us break in the door!", "pos": 2415245}
{"speaker": "Cabuc", "text": "Is there any one here?", "pos": 2415442}
{"speaker": "The porter", "text": "Gentlemen, what do you want?", "pos": 2416117}
{"speaker": "Cabuc", "text": "Open!", "pos": 2416167}
{"speaker": "The porter", "text": "That cannot be, gentlemen.", "pos": 2416187}
{"speaker": "Cabuc", "text": "Open, nevertheless.", "pos": 2416216}
{"speaker": "The porter", "text": "Impossible, gentlemen.", "pos": 2416238}
{"speaker": "Le Cabuc", "text": "Will you open, yes or no?", "pos": 2416384}
{"speaker": "The porter", "text": "No, gentlemen.", "pos": 2416412}
{"speaker": "Le Cabuc", "text": "Do you say no?", "pos": 2416429}
{"speaker": "The porter", "text": "I say no, my goo—", "pos": 2416446}
{"speaker": "Le Cabuc", "text": "There!", "pos": 2416853}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "On your knees. On your knees!", "pos": 2417075}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Collect yourself. Think or pray. You have one minute.", "pos": 2418259}
{"speaker": "Le Cabuc", "text": "Mercy!", "pos": 2418326}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Throw that outside. Citizens, what that man did is frightful, what I have done is horrible. He killed, therefore I killed him. I had to do it, because insurrection must have its discipline. Assassination is even more of a crime here than elsewhere; we are under the eyes of the Revolution, we are the priests of the Republic, we are the victims of duty, and must not be possible to slander our combat. I have, therefore, tried that man, and condemned him to death. As for myself, constrained as I am to do what I have done, and yet abhorring it, I have judged myself also, and you shall soon see to what I have condemned myself.", "pos": 2419025}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "We will share thy fate,", "pos": 2420086}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "So be it. One word more. In executing this man, I have obeyed necessity; but necessity is a monster of the old world, necessity’s name is Fatality. Now, the law of progress is, that monsters shall disappear before the angels, and that Fatality shall vanish before Fraternity. It is a bad moment to pronounce the word love. No matter, I do pronounce it. And I glorify it. Love, the future is thine. Death, I make use of thee, but I hate thee. Citizens, in the future there will be neither darkness nor thunderbolts; neither ferocious ignorance, nor bloody retaliation. As there will be no more Satan, there will be no more Michael. In the future no one will kill any one else, the earth will beam with radiance, the human race will love. The day will come, citizens, when all will be concord, harmony, light, joy and life; it will come, and it is in order that it may come that we are about to die.", "pos": 2420130}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I will go.", "pos": 2423160}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "After all, I have had enough of it as it is. I have seen it, that suffices, this is civil war, and I shall take my leave!", "pos": 2440449}
{"speaker": "Marius's father", "text": "March on, you poltroon!", "pos": 2441013}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Mon nez est en larmes, Mon ami Bugeaud, Prête moi tes gendarmes Pour leur dire un mot. En capote bleue, La poule au shako, Voici la banlieue! Co-cocorico!", "pos": 2449177}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "That is Gavroche,", "pos": 2449368}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "He is warning us,", "pos": 2449403}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "My gun! Here they are!", "pos": 2449617}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Would you like my carbine?", "pos": 2449753}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "I want a big gun,", "pos": 2449808}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Who goes there?", "pos": 2452448}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "The French Revolution!", "pos": 2452601}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Fire!", "pos": 2452626}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Comrades! let us not waste our powder. Let us wait until they are in the street before replying.", "pos": 2453307}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "And, above all, let us raise the flag again. Who is there here with a bold heart? Who will plant the flag on the barricade again? Does no one volunteer?", "pos": 2453428}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Does no one volunteer?", "pos": 2455538}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "It is the voter! It is the member of the Convention! It is the representative of the people!", "pos": 2455727}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Off with your hats!", "pos": 2456273}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "Long live the Revolution! Long live the Republic! Fraternity! Equality! and Death!", "pos": 2457171}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Who goes there?", "pos": 2457530}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Retire!", "pos": 2457558}
{"speaker": "M. Mabeuf", "text": "Long live the Republic!", "pos": 2457699}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Fire!", "pos": 2457725}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "What men these regicides were!", "pos": 2458248}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "This is for yourself alone, I do not wish to dampen the enthusiasm. But this man was anything rather than a regicide. I knew him. His name was Father Mabeuf. I do not know what was the matter with him to-day. But he was a brave blockhead. Just look at his head.", "pos": 2458336}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "The head of a blockhead and the heart of a Brutus. Citizens! This is the example which the old give to the young. We hesitated, he came! We were drawing back, he advanced! This is what those who are trembling with age teach to those who tremble with fear! This aged man is august in the eyes of his country. He has had a long life and a magnificent death! Now, let us place the body under cover, that each one of us may defend this old man dead as he would his father living, and may his presence in our midst render the barricade impregnable! This is our flag now.", "pos": 2458600}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "It will be your turn presently!", "pos": 2460090}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Look out!", "pos": 2460316}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Follow me!", "pos": 2461218}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Wait! Don’t fire at random!", "pos": 2464396}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Lay down your arms!", "pos": 2465231}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Fire!", "pos": 2465253}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Be off with you, or I’ll blow up the barricade!", "pos": 2465642}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Blow up the barricade!", "pos": 2466856}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "and yourself with it!", "pos": 2466898}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "And myself also.", "pos": 2466939}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Here you are!", "pos": 2467388}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "What luck!", "pos": 2467404}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "You came in opportunely!", "pos": 2467434}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "If it had not been for you, I should have been dead!", "pos": 2467481}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "If it had not been for you, I should have been gobbled up!", "pos": 2467560}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Where is the chief?", "pos": 2467652}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "You are he!", "pos": 2467674}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "They have our friend; we have their agent. Are you set on the death of that spy?", "pos": 2470186}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Yes, but less so than on the life of Jean Prouvaire.", "pos": 2470269}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "Well. I am going to fasten my handkerchief to my cane, and go as a flag of truce, to offer to exchange our man for theirs.", "pos": 2470396}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Listen,", "pos": 2470543}
{"speaker": "Prouvaire", "text": "Vive la France! Long live France! Long live the future!", "pos": 2470702}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "They have killed him,", "pos": 2470855}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Your friends have just shot you.", "pos": 2470947}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Monsieur Marius! Monsieur Marius! At your feet. You do not recognize me?", "pos": 2471903}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "No.", "pos": 2472943}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Éponine.", "pos": 2472949}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "How come you here? What are you doing here?", "pos": 2473057}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "I am dying,", "pos": 2473103}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "You are wounded! Wait, I will carry you into the room! They will attend to you there. Is it serious? How must I take hold of you in order not to hurt you? Where do you suffer? Help! My God! But why did you come hither? Have I hurt you?", "pos": 2473219}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "A little.", "pos": 2473562}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "But I only touched your hand. What is the matter with your hand?", "pos": 2473574}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "It is pierced.", "pos": 2473739}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Pierced?", "pos": 2473756}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 2473767}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What with?", "pos": 2473774}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "A bullet.", "pos": 2473787}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "How?", "pos": 2473799}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Did you see a gun aimed at you?", "pos": 2473806}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Yes, and a hand stopping it.", "pos": 2473840}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "It was mine.", "pos": 2473871}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What madness! Poor child! But so much the better, if that is all, it is nothing, let me carry you to a bed. They will dress your wound; one does not die of a pierced hand.", "pos": 2473920}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "The bullet traversed my hand, but it came out through my back. It is useless to remove me from this spot. I will tell you how you can care for me better than any surgeon. Sit down near me on this stone. Oh! How good this is! How comfortable this is! There; I no longer suffer. Do you know what, Monsieur Marius? It puzzled me because you entered that garden; it was stupid, because it was I who showed you that house; and then, I ought to have said to myself that a young man like you— You thought me ugly, didn’t you? You see, you are lost! Now, no one can get out of the barricade. It was I who led you here, by the way! You are going to die, I count upon that. And yet, when I saw them taking aim at you, I put my hand on the muzzle of the gun. How queer it is! But it was because I wanted to die before you. When I received that bullet, I dragged myself here, no one saw me, no one picked me up, I was waiting for you, I said: ‘So he is not coming!’ Oh, if you only knew. I bit my blouse, I suffered so! Now I am well. Do you remember the day I entered your chamber and when I looked at myself in your mirror, and the day when I came to you on the boulevard near the washerwomen? How the birds sang! That was a long time ago. You gave me a hundred sous, and I said to you: ‘I don’t want your money.’ I hope you picked up your coin? You are not rich. I did not think to tell you to pick it up. The sun was shining bright, and it was not cold. Do you remember, Monsieur Marius? Oh! How happy I am! Every one is going to die. Oh! it is coming again, I am stifling!", "pos": 2474108}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "En voyant Lafayette, Le gendarme répète:— Sauvons nous! sauvons nous! sauvons nous!", "pos": 2476658}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "It is he. My brother is here. He must not see me. He would scold me.", "pos": 2476888}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Your brother? who is your brother?", "pos": 2476985}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "That little fellow.", "pos": 2477186}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "The one who is singing?", "pos": 2477208}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Yes. Oh! don’t go away, it will not be long now. Listen, I do not wish to play you a trick. I have a letter in my pocket for you. I was told to put it in the post. I kept it. I did not want to have it reach you. But perhaps you will be angry with me for it when we meet again presently? Take your letter. Take it. Now, for my trouble, promise me—", "pos": 2477234}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What?", "pos": 2478147}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Promise me!", "pos": 2478169}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I promise.", "pos": 2478183}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Promise to give me a kiss on my brow when I am dead.—I shall feel it. And by the way, Monsieur Marius, I believe that I was a little bit in love with you.", "pos": 2478196}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "We set out this evening and we go to the Rue de l’Homme Armé with Toussaint. Next week, we shall be in London.", "pos": 2480650}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Carry this letter immediately to its address.", "pos": 2481271}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "We are going to the barricades,", "pos": 2481698}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Will you do something for me?", "pos": 2484555}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Anything. Good God! if it had not been for you, I should have been done for.", "pos": 2484587}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Do you see this letter?", "pos": 2484683}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 2484709}
{"speaker": "Éponine", "text": "Take it. Take it. Leave the barricade instantly", "pos": 2484716}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "and to-morrow morning, you will deliver it at its address to Mademoiselle Cosette, at M. Fauchelevent’s, Rue de l’Homme Armé, No. 7.", "pos": 2484802}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Well, but! in the meanwhile the barricade will be taken, and I shall not be there.", "pos": 2484962}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "The barricade will not be attacked until daybreak, according to all appearances, and will not be taken before to-morrow noon.", "pos": 2485047}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Well, what if I were to go and carry your letter to-morrow?", "pos": 2485404}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "It will be too late. The barricade will probably be blockaded, all the streets will be guarded, and you will not be able to get out. Go at once.", "pos": 2485483}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "All right,", "pos": 2485826}
{"speaker": "Toussaint", "text": "I am made so; I do my work; the rest is no affair of mine.", "pos": 2488514}
{"speaker": "Toussaint", "text": "Monsieur, there is something going on, they are fighting in Paris.", "pos": 2492029}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "My dearest, alas! my father insists on our setting out immediately. We shall be this evening in the Rue de l’Homme Armé, No. 7. In a week we shall be in England. COSETTE. June 4th.", "pos": 2494457}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "It comes from there. But this signifies nothing; there is nothing written here.", "pos": 2495881}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "another is the goal of her heart, another is the wish of her life; there is a dearest one, I am no longer anything but her father, I no longer exist She is going away from me!", "pos": 2500803}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "It is he.", "pos": 2503053}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "In what quarter is it? Do you know?", "pos": 2504854}
{"speaker": "Toussaint", "text": "What is it, sir?", "pos": 2504947}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Did you not tell me that just now that there is fighting going on?", "pos": 2504992}
{"speaker": "Toussaint", "text": "Ah! yes, sir. It is in the direction of Saint-Merry.", "pos": 2505061}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Pardi!", "pos": 2508006}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What is the matter with you, my little fellow?", "pos": 2508227}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "The matter with me is that I am hungry. Little fellow yourself. See here, you still have your lanterns here. You are disobeying the regulations, my friend. This is disorderly. Smash that for me.", "pos": 2508285}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "There is ‘Ninety-three’ come again.", "pos": 2508934}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "That’s right, old street, put on your night-cap. What do you call that gigantic monument that you have there at the end of the street? It’s the Archives, isn’t it? I must crumble up those big stupids of pillars a bit and make a nice barricade out of them.", "pos": 2509058}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Poor creature, he is hungry.", "pos": 2509408}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Let us contemplate the tiger. Bourgeois, I prefer to smash lanterns. Take back your ferocious beast. You can’t bribe me. That has got five claws; but it doesn’t scratch me.", "pos": 2509802}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Have you a mother?", "pos": 2510116}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "More than you have, perhaps.", "pos": 2510176}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Well, keep the money for your mother!", "pos": 2510207}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Truly, so it wasn’t to keep me from breaking the lanterns?", "pos": 2510411}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Break whatever you please.", "pos": 2510483}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "You’re a fine man. Do you belong in this street?", "pos": 2510512}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Yes, why?", "pos": 2510681}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Can you tell me where No. 7 is?", "pos": 2510693}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What do you want with No. 7?", "pos": 2510727}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Ah! Here it is.", "pos": 2510904}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Are you the person who is bringing a letter that I am expecting?", "pos": 2511020}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "You? You are not a woman.", "pos": 2511087}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "The letter is for Mademoiselle Cosette, is it not?", "pos": 2511132}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Cosette. Yes, I believe that is the queer name.", "pos": 2511185}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Well. I am the person to whom you are to deliver the letter. Give it here.", "pos": 2511256}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "In that case, you must know that I was sent from the barricade.", "pos": 2511357}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Of course,", "pos": 2511423}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Respect for despatches. It comes from the Provisional Government.", "pos": 2511579}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Give it to me,", "pos": 2511658}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Don’t go and fancy it’s a love letter. It is for a woman, but it’s for the people. We men fight and we respect the fair sex. We are not as they are in fine society, where there are lions who send chickens55 to camels.", "pos": 2511743}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Give it to me.", "pos": 2511963}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "After all, you have the air of an honest man.", "pos": 2511980}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Give it to me quick.", "pos": 2512050}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Catch hold of it. And make haste, Monsieur What’s-your-name, for Mamselle Cosette is waiting.", "pos": 2512073}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Is it to Saint-Merry that the answer is to be sent?", "pos": 2512308}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "There you are making some of those bits of pastry vulgarly called brioches . This letter comes from the barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie, and I’m going back there. Good evening, citizen.", "pos": 2512362}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I die. When thou readest this, my soul will be near thee.", "pos": 2514524}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "L’oiseau médit dans les charmilles, Et prétend qu’hier Atala Avec un Russe s’en alla. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. Mon ami Pierrot, tu babilles, Parce que l’autre jour Mila Cogna sa vitre et m’appela, Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. Les drôlesses sont fort gentilles, Leur poison qui m’ensorcela Griserait Monsieur Orfila. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. J’aime l’amour et les bisbilles, J’aime Agnès, j’aime Paméla, Lise en m’allumant se brûla. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. Jadis, quand je vis les mantilles De Suzette et de Zéila, Mon âme à leurs plis se mêla, Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. Amour, quand dans l’ombre où tu brilles, Tu coiffes de roses Lola, Je me damnerais pour cela. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. Jeanne à ton miroir tu t’habilles! Mon cœur un beau jour s’envola. Je crois que c’est Jeanne qui l’a. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. Le soir, en sortant des quadrilles, Je montre aux étoiles Stella, Et je leur dis: ‘Regardez-la.’ Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. Let us interrupt the romance,", "pos": 2517075}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "There now, that’s what the summer nights are good for. We’ll take the cart for the Republic, and leave the Auvergnat for the Monarchy. How bully that cart would look on our barricade! French Republic. Received thy cart. GAVROCHE.", "pos": 2519136}
{"speaker": "Sergeant", "text": "There’s a whole band of them there! let us proceed gently.", "pos": 2521021}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Hullo, it’s him. Good day, public order.", "pos": 2521529}
{"speaker": "Sergeant", "text": "Where are you going, you rascal?", "pos": 2521642}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Citizen. I haven’t called you ‘bourgeois’ yet. Why do you insult me?", "pos": 2521699}
{"speaker": "Sergeant", "text": "Where are you going, you rogue?", "pos": 2521791}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Monsieur, perhaps you were a man of wit yesterday, but you have degenerated this morning.", "pos": 2521825}
{"speaker": "Sergeant", "text": "I ask you where are you going, you villain?", "pos": 2521938}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "You speak prettily. Really, no one would suppose you as old as you are. You ought to sell all your hair at a hundred francs apiece. That would yield you five hundred francs.", "pos": 2522003}
{"speaker": "Sergeant", "text": "Where are you going? Where are you going? Where are you going, bandit?", "pos": 2522179}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "What villainous words! You must wipe your mouth better the first time that they give you suck.", "pos": 2522278}
{"speaker": "Sergeant", "text": "Will you tell me where you are going, you wretch?", "pos": 2522409}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "General. I’m on my way to look for a doctor for my wife who is in labor.", "pos": 2522461}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Ah, by the way, where was I?", "pos": 2524313}
{"speaker": "Colonel Monteynard", "text": "How that is built! Not one paving-stone projects beyond its neighbor. It is made of porcelain.", "pos": 2539438}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The cowards!", "pos": 2539635}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Let them show themselves. Let us see them! They dare not! They are hiding!", "pos": 2539663}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "This is the hall of the dead,", "pos": 2544927}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Something to eat!", "pos": 2546021}
{"speaker": "Jeanne", "text": "Why? It is three o’clock; at four we shall be dead.", "pos": 2546047}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "It’s the old stock of Father Hucheloup, who began business as a grocer.", "pos": 2546362}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "It must be real wine. It’s lucky that Grantaire is asleep. If he were on foot, there would be a good deal of difficulty in saving those bottles.", "pos": 2546436}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "I am delighted that the torch has been extinguished. That torch flickering in the wind annoyed me. It had the appearance of being afraid. The light of torches resembles the wisdom of cowards; it gives a bad light because it trembles.", "pos": 2547766}
{"speaker": "Joly", "text": "What is the cat? It is a corrective. The good God, having made the mouse, said: ‘Hullo! I have committed a blunder.’ And so he made the cat. The cat is the erratum of the mouse. The mouse, plus the cat, is the proof of creation revised and corrected.", "pos": 2548167}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "Harmodius and Aristogiton, Brutus, Chereas, Stephanus, Cromwell, Charlotte Corday, Sand, have all had their moment of agony when it was too late. Our hearts quiver so, and human life is such a mystery that, even in the case of a civic murder, even in a murder for liberation, if there be such a thing, the remorse for having struck a man surpasses the joy of having served the human race. Cæsar, fell justly. Cicero was severe towards Cæsar, and he was right. That severity is not diatribe. When Zoïlus insults Homer, when Mævius insults Virgil, when Visé insults Molière, when Pope insults Shakspeare, when Frederic insults Voltaire, it is an old law of envy and hatred which is being carried out; genius attracts insult, great men are always more or less barked at. But Zoïlus and Cicero are two different persons. Cicero is an arbiter in thought, just as Brutus is an arbiter by the sword. For my own part, I blame that last justice, the blade; but, antiquity admitted it. Cæsar, the violator of the Rubicon, conferring, as though they came from him, the dignities which emanated from the people, not rising at the entrance of the senate, committed the acts of a king and almost of a tyrant, regia ac pene tyrannica. He was a great man; so much the worse, or so much the better; the lesson is but the more exalted. His twenty-three wounds touch me less than the spitting in the face of Jesus Christ. Cæsar is stabbed by the senators; Christ is cuffed by lackeys. One feels the God through the greater outrage.", "pos": 2548613}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "Oh Cydathenæum, Oh Myrrhinus, Oh Probalinthus, Oh graces of the Æantides! Oh! Who will grant me to pronounce the verses of Homer like a Greek of Laurium or of Edapteon?", "pos": 2550664}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "The whole army of Paris is to strike. A third of the army is bearing down upon the barricades in which you now are. There is the National Guard in addition. I have picked out the shakos of the fifth of the line, and the standard-bearers of the sixth legion. In one hour you will be attacked. As for the populace, it was seething yesterday, to-day it is not stirring. There is nothing to expect; nothing to hope for. Neither from a faubourg nor from a regiment. You are abandoned.", "pos": 2552244}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "So be it. Let us raise the barricade to a height of twenty feet, and let us all remain in it. Citizens, let us offer the protests of corpses. Let us show that, if the people abandon the republicans, the republicans do not abandon the people.", "pos": 2553048}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What matters it whether they come to our assistance or not? Let us get ourselves killed here, to the very last man.", "pos": 2554113}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Long live death! Let us all remain here!", "pos": 2554593}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Why all?", "pos": 2554636}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "All! All!", "pos": 2554662}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "The position is good; the barricade is fine. Thirty men are enough. Why sacrifice forty?", "pos": 2554692}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Because not one will go away.", "pos": 2554797}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Citizens, this republic is not rich enough in men to indulge in useless expenditure of them. Vain-glory is waste. If the duty of some is to depart, that duty should be fulfilled like any other. Let those who are afraid of not numbering more than thirty say so.", "pos": 2554829}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Besides,", "pos": 2555472}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "it is easy enough to talk about leaving. The barricade is hemmed in.", "pos": 2555514}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Not on the side of the Halles. The Rue Mondétour is free, and through the Rue des Prêcheurs one can reach the Marché des Innocents.", "pos": 2555585}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "And there,", "pos": 2555736}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "you would be captured. You would fall in with some grand guard of the line or the suburbs; they will spy a man passing in blouse and cap. ‘Whence come you?’ ‘Don’t you belong to the barricade?’ And they will look at your hands. You smell of powder. Shot.", "pos": 2555762}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "With this uniform, you can mingle with the ranks and escape; here is enough for four.", "pos": 2556314}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "Come. Come, you must have a little pity. Do you know what the question is here? It is a question of women. See here. Are there women or are there not? Are there children or are there not? Are there mothers, yes or no, who rock cradles with their foot and who have a lot of little ones around them? Let that man of you who has never beheld a nurse’s breast raise his hand. Ah! you want to get yourselves killed, so do I—I, who am speaking to you; but I do not want to feel the phantoms of women wreathing their arms around me. Die, if you will, but don’t make others die. Suicides like that which is on the brink of accomplishment here are sublime; but suicide is narrow, and does not admit of extension; and as soon as it touches your neighbors, suicide is murder. Think of the little blond heads; think of the white locks. Listen, Enjolras has just told me that he saw at the corner of the Rue du Cygne a lighted casement, a candle in a poor window, on the fifth floor, and on the pane the quivering shadow of the head of an old woman, who had the air of having spent the night in watching. Perhaps she is the mother of some one of you. Well, let that man go, and make haste, to say to his mother: ‘Here I am, mother!’ Let him feel at ease, the task here will be performed all the same. When one supports one’s relatives by one’s toil, one has not the right to sacrifice one’s self. That is deserting one’s family. And those who have daughters! what are you thinking of? You get yourselves killed, you are dead, that is well. And tomorrow? Young girls without bread—that is a terrible thing. Man begs, woman sells. Ah! those charming and gracious beings, so gracious and so sweet, who have bonnets of flowers, who fill the house with purity, who sing and prattle, who are like a living perfume, who prove the existence of angels in heaven by the purity of virgins on earth, that Jeanne, that Lise, that Mimi, those adorable and honest creatures who are your blessings and your pride, ah! good God, they will suffer hunger! What do you want me to say to you? There is a market for human flesh; and it is not with your shadowy hands, shuddering around them, that you will prevent them from entering it! Think of the street, think of the pavement covered with passers-by, think of the shops past which women go and come with necks all bare, and through the mire. These women, too, were pure once. Think of your sisters, those of you who have them. Misery, prostitution, the police, Saint-Lazare—that is what those beautiful, delicate girls, those fragile marvels of modesty, gentleness and loveliness, fresher than lilacs in the month of May, will come to. Ah! you have got yourselves killed! You are no longer on hand! That is well; you have wished to release the people from Royalty, and you deliver over your daughters to the police. Friends, have a care, have mercy. Women, unhappy women, we are not in the habit of bestowing much thought on them. We trust to the women not having received a man’s education, we prevent their reading, we prevent their thinking, we prevent their occupying themselves with politics; will you prevent them from going to the dead-house this evening, and recognizing your bodies? Let us see, those who have families must be tractable, and shake hands with us and take themselves off, and leave us here alone to attend to this affair. I know well that courage is required to leave, that it is hard; but the harder it is, the more meritorious. You say: ‘I have a gun, I am at the barricade; so much the worse, I shall remain there.’ So much the worse is easily said. My friends, there is a morrow; you will not be here to-morrow, but your families will; and what sufferings! See, here is a pretty, healthy child, with cheeks like an apple, who babbles, prattles, chatters, who laughs, who smells sweet beneath your kiss,—and do you know what becomes of him when he is abandoned? I have seen one, a very small creature, no taller than that. His father was dead. Poor people had taken him in out of charity, but they had bread only for themselves. The child was always hungry. It was winter. He did not cry. You could see him approach the stove, in which there was never any fire, and whose pipe, you know, was of mastic and yellow clay. His breathing was hoarse, his face livid, his limbs flaccid, his belly prominent. He said nothing. If you spoke to him, he did not answer. He is dead. He was taken to the Necker Hospital, where I saw him. I was house-surgeon in that hospital. Now, if there are any fathers among you, fathers whose happiness it is to stroll on Sundays holding their child’s tiny hand in their robust hand, let each one of those fathers imagine that this child is his own. That poor brat, I remember, and I seem to see him now, when he lay nude on the dissecting table, how his ribs stood out on his skin like the graves beneath the grass in a cemetery. A sort of mud was found in his stomach. There were ashes in his teeth. Come, let us examine ourselves conscientiously and take counsel with our heart. Statistics show that the mortality among abandoned children is fifty-five per cent. I repeat, it is a question of women, it concerns mothers, it concerns young girls, it concerns little children. Who is talking to you of yourselves? We know well what you are; we know well that you are all brave, parbleu! we know well that you all have in your souls the joy and the glory of giving your life for the great cause; we know well that you feel yourselves elected to die usefully and magnificently, and that each one of you clings to his share in the triumph. Very well. But you are not alone in this world. There are other beings of whom you must think. You must not be egoists.", "pos": 2556566}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Enjolras and Combeferre are right; no unnecessary sacrifice. I join them, and you must make haste. Combeferre has said convincing things to you. There are some among you who have families, mothers, sisters, wives, children. Let such leave the ranks. Married men and the supporters of families, step out of the ranks!", "pos": 2563740}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "I order it,", "pos": 2564207}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I entreat you,", "pos": 2564237}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "It is true,", "pos": 2564407}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "you are the father of a family. Go.", "pos": 2564461}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "It is your duty rather,", "pos": 2564499}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "you have two sisters whom you maintain.", "pos": 2564543}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "in another quarter of an hour it will be too late.", "pos": 2564747}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Citizens, this is the Republic, and universal suffrage reigns. Do you yourselves designate those who are to go.", "pos": 2564812}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "There are five of them!", "pos": 2565058}
{"speaker": "The Five", "text": "Well, one must stay behind. You have a wife who loves you. You have your aged mother. You have neither father nor mother, and what is to become of your three little brothers? You are the father of five children. You have a right to live, you are only seventeen, it is too early for you to die.", "pos": 2565133}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Be quick,", "pos": 2565747}
{"speaker": "Men from the groups", "text": "Do you designate who is to remain.", "pos": 2565819}
{"speaker": "The Five", "text": "Yes, choose. We will obey you. Me! me! me!", "pos": 2565856}
{"speaker": "Sentinel", "text": "Probably it is a reinforcement, in any case it is a prisoner.", "pos": 2567049}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "Who is this man?", "pos": 2567510}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "He is a man who saves others,", "pos": 2567547}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I know him.", "pos": 2567630}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Welcome, citizen. You know that we are about to die.", "pos": 2567713}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Do you want anything?", "pos": 2578835}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "When are you going to kill me? Then give me a drink,", "pos": 2578895}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Is that all?", "pos": 2579117}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "I am uncomfortable against this post. You are not tender to have left me to pass the night here. Bind me as you please, but you surely might lay me out on a table like that other man.", "pos": 2579151}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "It is perfectly simple.", "pos": 2580758}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "A fortress but a rat hole too,", "pos": 2582403}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Fire!", "pos": 2585690}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "Bravo for the cannoneers!", "pos": 2586226}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Come, merrily now! That’s the brutal part of it. After the fillip on the nose, the blow from the fist. The army is reaching out its big paw to us. The barricade is going to be severely shaken up. The fusillade tries, the cannon takes.", "pos": 2586487}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "It is a piece of eight, new model, brass. Those pieces are liable to burst as soon as the proportion of ten parts of tin to one hundred of brass is exceeded. The excess of tin renders them too tender. Then it comes to pass that they have caves and chambers when looked at from the vent hole. In order to obviate this danger, and to render it possible to force the charge, it may become necessary to return to the process of the fourteenth century, hooping, and to encircle the piece on the outside with a series of unwelded steel bands, from the breech to the trunnions. In the meantime, they remedy this defect as best they may; they manage to discover where the holes are located in the vent of a cannon, by means of a searcher. But there is a better method, with Gribeauval’s movable star.", "pos": 2586749}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "In the sixteenth century, they used to rifle cannon.", "pos": 2587564}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "Yes, that augments the projectile force, but diminishes the accuracy of the firing. In firing at short range, the trajectory is not as rigid as could be desired, the parabola is exaggerated, the line of the projectile is no longer sufficiently rectilinear to allow of its striking intervening objects, which is, nevertheless, a necessity of battle, the importance of which increases with the proximity of the enemy and the precipitation of the discharge. This defect of the tension of the curve of the projectile in the rifled cannon of the sixteenth century arose from the smallness of the charge; small charges for that sort of engine are imposed by the ballistic necessities, such, for instance, as the preservation of the gun-carriage. In short, that despot, the cannon, cannot do all that it desires; force is a great weakness. A cannon-ball only travels six hundred leagues an hour; light travels seventy thousand leagues a second. Such is the superiority of Jesus Christ over Napoleon.", "pos": 2587639}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Reload your guns,", "pos": 2588656}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Present!", "pos": 2588988}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "Go on!", "pos": 2589536}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What are you doing here?", "pos": 2589754}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Hullo! what are you doing here yourself?", "pos": 2589781}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Who told you to come back? Did you deliver my letter at the address?", "pos": 2590013}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Citizen, I delivered the letter to the porter. The lady was asleep. She will have the letter when she wakes up.", "pos": 2590665}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Do you know that man?", "pos": 2591108}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "No. My gun! I authorize you to hit ’em a tremendous whack.", "pos": 2591132}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Down with your heads, hug the wall! and all on your knees along the barricade!", "pos": 2593019}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Let us prevent the second discharge,", "pos": 2593726}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "What a pity! What hideous things these butcheries are! Come, when there are no more kings, there will be no more war. Enjolras, you are taking aim at that sergeant, you are not looking at him. Fancy, he is a charming young man; he is intrepid; it is evident that he is thoughtful; those young artillery-men are very well educated; he has a father, a mother, a family; he is probably in love; he is not more than five and twenty at the most; he might be your brother.", "pos": 2594287}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "He is,", "pos": 2594775}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "Yes, he is mine too. Well, let us not kill him.", "pos": 2594799}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Let me alone. It must be done.", "pos": 2594871}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "We must place a mattress there.", "pos": 2595849}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "We have none, the wounded are lying on them.", "pos": 2595883}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Here is a gun that is doing nothing.", "pos": 2596191}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Can some one lend me a double-barrelled rifle?", "pos": 2596858}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Here is a mattress!", "pos": 2597316}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "Yes, but who will go and fetch it?", "pos": 2597338}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Citizen, the Republic thanks you.", "pos": 2598596}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "It is immoral that a mattress should have so much power. Triumph of that which yields over that which strikes with lightning. But never mind, glory to the mattress which annuls a cannon!", "pos": 2598708}
{"speaker": "Toussaint", "text": "It appears that there is a row.", "pos": 2599233}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "It is odd that people should be opening and shutting their carriage gates so early.", "pos": 2605934}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Good for you, rip up the cloth. We want some lint.", "pos": 2607965}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "You are growing diffuse, my good fellow.", "pos": 2608136}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "There’s an embarrassing watcher,", "pos": 2608789}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "Why did you not kill the man? He did not answer my question.", "pos": 2609465}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "He is a man who does good by gun-shots,", "pos": 2609665}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "There’s another of those Saint-Simonians!", "pos": 2612466}
{"speaker": "National Guard", "text": "Death!", "pos": 2612694}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "The fools! They are getting their own men killed and they are using up our ammunition for nothing.", "pos": 2615243}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Listen, it seems to me that Paris is waking up.", "pos": 2616901}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "There’s another who will do us no more harm.", "pos": 2617554}
{"speaker": "Marshal Soult", "text": "We are lost when the old women empty their pots de chambre on our heads.", "pos": 2618371}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Those wounded do not come from us.", "pos": 2619727}
{"speaker": "An insurgent", "text": "We are hungry here. Are we really going to die like this, without anything to eat?", "pos": 2620405}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "You are wearing out your lungs, poor, brutal, old fellow, you pain me, you are wasting your row. That’s not thunder, it’s a cough.", "pos": 2620956}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "I admire Enjolras. His impassive temerity astounds me. He lives alone, which renders him a little sad, perhaps; Enjolras complains of his greatness, which binds him to widowhood. The rest of us have mistresses, more or less, who make us crazy, that is to say, brave. When a man is as much in love as a tiger, the least that he can do is to fight like a lion. That is one way of taking our revenge for the capers that mesdames our grisettes play on us. Roland gets himself killed for Angélique; all our heroism comes from our women. A man without a woman is a pistol without a trigger; it is the woman that sets the man off. Well, Enjolras has no woman. He is not in love, and yet he manages to be intrepid. It is a thing unheard of that a man should be as cold as ice and as bold as fire.", "pos": 2621306}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Patria.", "pos": 2622241}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "News! My name is Eight-Pounder.", "pos": 2622305}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "It is absolutely necessary that the inconvenience of those guns should be diminished. Fire on the artillery-men!", "pos": 2624140}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "Things are going well now. Success.", "pos": 2624766}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Another quarter of an hour of this success, and there will not be any cartridges left in the barricade.", "pos": 2624869}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "What are you doing there?", "pos": 2625413}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "I’m filling my basket, citizen.", "pos": 2625486}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Don’t you see the grape-shot?", "pos": 2625520}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Well, it is raining. What then?", "pos": 2625570}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "Come in!", "pos": 2625624}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Instanter,", "pos": 2625635}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "For thirst,", "pos": 2627185}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Fichtre! They are killing my dead men for me. On est laid à Nanterre, C’est la faute à Voltaire; Et bête à Palaiseau, C’est la faute à Rousseau. Men are ugly at Nanterre, ’Tis the fault of Voltaire; And dull at Palaiseau, ’Tis the fault of Rousseau. Je ne suis pas notaire, C’est la faute à Voltaire; Je suis un petit oiseau, C’est la faute à Rousseau. I am not a notary, ’Tis the fault of Voltaire; I’m a little bird, ’Tis the fault of Rousseau. Joie est mon caractère, C’est la faute à Voltaire; Misère est mon trousseau, C’est la faute à Rousseau. Joy is my character, ’Tis the fault of Voltaire; Misery is my trousseau, ’Tis the fault of Rousseau.", "pos": 2627698}
{"speaker": "Gavroche", "text": "Je suis tombé par terre, C’est la faute à Voltaire; Le nez dans le ruisseau, C’est la faute à . . . I have fallen to the earth, ’Tis the fault of Voltaire; With my nose in the gutter, ’Tis the fault of . . .", "pos": 2630714}
{"speaker": "the smaller child", "text": "I am very hungry.", "pos": 2631583}
{"speaker": "Mortals", "text": "It is enough!", "pos": 2635225}
{"speaker": "A veteran", "text": "Here is the Spring presenting arms and in full uniform.", "pos": 2642116}
{"speaker": "the little one", "text": "I am hungry.", "pos": 2643493}
{"speaker": "The father", "text": "The sage lives content with little. Look at me, my son. I do not love pomp. I am never seen in clothes decked with gold lace and stones; I leave that false splendor to badly organized souls.", "pos": 2645262}
{"speaker": "The child", "text": "What is that?", "pos": 2645572}
{"speaker": "The father", "text": "It is the Saturnalia. There is the beginning. Anarchy is entering this garden. What are you crying about?", "pos": 2645628}
{"speaker": "The child", "text": "I am not hungry any more,", "pos": 2645989}
{"speaker": "The father", "text": "One does not need to be hungry in order to eat a cake.", "pos": 2646077}
{"speaker": "The child", "text": "My cake tires me. It is stale.", "pos": 2646134}
{"speaker": "The father", "text": "Don’t you want any more of it?", "pos": 2646167}
{"speaker": "The child", "text": "No.", "pos": 2646200}
{"speaker": "The father", "text": "Throw it to those palmipeds. Be humane. You must have compassion on animals.", "pos": 2646239}
{"speaker": "The bourgeois", "text": "The swans understand signs ,", "pos": 2647058}
{"speaker": "The father", "text": "Let us return home, they are attacking the Tuileries. From the Tuileries to the Luxembourg, there is but the distance which separates Royalty from the peerage; that is not far. Shots will soon rain down. Perhaps it is rain itself that is about to shower down; the sky is joining in; the younger branch is condemned. Let us return home quickly.", "pos": 2647577}
{"speaker": "The child", "text": "I should like to see the swans eat the brioche,", "pos": 2648023}
{"speaker": "The father", "text": "That would be imprudent.", "pos": 2648109}
{"speaker": "the elder", "text": "Ram that into your muzzle.", "pos": 2649622}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Alas!", "pos": 2649878}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "Here’s a rare eccentric. He finds a way of not fighting in this barricade.", "pos": 2650771}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Which does not prevent him from defending it,", "pos": 2650894}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "Heroism has its originals,", "pos": 2650962}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "He is another sort from Father Mabeuf.", "pos": 2651053}
{"speaker": "a combatant", "text": "We are here as at a bachelor breakfast.", "pos": 2651496}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "We are soon to take the diligence for another planet", "pos": 2652226}
{"speaker": "An artisan", "text": "for fear of sun-stroke,", "pos": 2652678}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "It is midday,", "pos": 2654845}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Carry stones up into the houses; line the windowsills and the roofs with them. Half the men to their guns, the other half to the paving-stones. There is not a minute to be lost.", "pos": 2655024}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "Who is to drink that?", "pos": 2656679}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "They,", "pos": 2656722}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "We are the two leaders. I will give the last orders inside. Do you remain outside and observe. No splashing of the wounded. On the first floor, hold your axes in readiness to cut the staircase. Have you them?", "pos": 2657650}
{"speaker": "Feuilly", "text": "Yes,", "pos": 2658180}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "How many?", "pos": 2658201}
{"speaker": "Feuilly", "text": "Two axes and a pole-axe.", "pos": 2658213}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "That is good. There are now twenty-six combatants of us on foot. How many guns are there?", "pos": 2658240}
{"speaker": "Feuilly", "text": "Thirty-four.", "pos": 2658332}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Eight too many. Keep those eight guns loaded like the rest and at hand. Swords and pistols in your belts. Twenty men to the barricade. Six ambushed in the attic windows, and at the window on the first floor to fire on the assailants through the loop-holes in the stones. Let not a single worker remain inactive here. Presently, when the drum beats the assault, let the twenty below stairs rush to the barricade. The first to arrive will have the best places. I am not forgetting you. The last man to leave this room will smash the skull of this spy.", "pos": 2658347}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Here?", "pos": 2659003}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "No, let us not mix their corpses with our own. The little barricade of the Mondétour lane can be scaled. It is only four feet high. The man is well pinioned. He shall be taken thither and put to death.", "pos": 2659029}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "You are the commander?", "pos": 2659446}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 2659471}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "You thanked me a while ago.", "pos": 2659478}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "In the name of the Republic. The barricade has two saviors, Marius Pontmercy and yourself.", "pos": 2659508}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Do you think that I deserve a recompense?", "pos": 2659601}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Certainly.", "pos": 2659645}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Well, I request one.", "pos": 2659658}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "What is it?", "pos": 2659681}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "That I may blow that man’s brains out.", "pos": 2659695}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "That is just.", "pos": 2659827}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "No objections. Take the spy.", "pos": 2659922}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Take care!", "pos": 2660220}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "You are in no better case than I am.", "pos": 2660410}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "All out!", "pos": 2660449}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "We shall meet again shortly!", "pos": 2660619}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "It strikes me that I know that girl.", "pos": 2662273}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Javert, it is I.", "pos": 2662457}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Take your revenge. A clasp-knife! you are right. That suits you better.", "pos": 2662492}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "You are free. I do not think that I shall escape from this place. But if, by chance, I do, I live, under the name of Fauchelevent, in the Rue de l’Homme Armé, No. 7.", "pos": 2662845}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Have a care.", "pos": 2663298}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Go,", "pos": 2663313}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Thou saidst Fauchelevent, Rue de l’Homme Armé?", "pos": 2663358}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Number 7.", "pos": 2663407}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Number 7. You annoy me. Kill me, rather.", "pos": 2663451}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Be off with you. It is done.", "pos": 2663901}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Is not that the inspector of police who told me that his name was Javert? Enjolras!", "pos": 2664894}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "What?", "pos": 2665209}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What is the name of yonder man?", "pos": 2665217}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "What man?", "pos": 2665251}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "The police agent. Do you know his name?", "pos": 2665263}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Of course. He told us.", "pos": 2665305}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What is it?", "pos": 2665330}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Javert.", "pos": 2665344}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "It is done.", "pos": 2665469}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "The enraged moderates.", "pos": 2668544}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "What do these people want? What have they come there to do? Let them get out of the scrape. So much the worse for them. It is their fault. They are only getting what they deserve. It does not concern us. Here is our poor street all riddled with balls. They are a pack of rascals. Above all things, don’t open the door.", "pos": 2668652}
{"speaker": "Gerard de Nerval", "text": "God is dead, perhaps,", "pos": 2670814}
{"speaker": "All", "text": "I exist. I am young and in love, I am old and I wish to repose, I am the father of a family, I toil, I prosper, I am successful in business, I have houses to lease, I have money in the government funds, I am happy, I have a wife and children, I have all this, I desire to live, leave me in peace.", "pos": 2672328}
{"speaker": "People", "text": "You are tearing up the pavements of hell!", "pos": 2674953}
{"speaker": "Revolutionists", "text": "That is because our barricade is made of good intentions.", "pos": 2675015}
{"speaker": "A nation", "text": "Because I love statesmen.", "pos": 2684239}
{"speaker": "Bossuet", "text": "What have you done with your hat?", "pos": 2688694}
{"speaker": "Courfeyrac", "text": "They have finally taken it away from me with cannon-balls.", "pos": 2688769}
{"speaker": "Feuilly", "text": "Can any one understand, those men—who had promised to join us, and taken an oath to aid us, and who had pledged their honor to it, and who are our generals, and who abandon us!", "pos": 2688864}
{"speaker": "Combeferre", "text": "There are people who observe the rules of honor as one observes the stars, from a great distance.", "pos": 2689234}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Don’t advance! There is but one door open; this one.", "pos": 2697512}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I am taken prisoner. I shall be shot.", "pos": 2698867}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Let us sell our lives dearly.", "pos": 2699999}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "He is the leader! It was he who slew the artillery-man. It is well that he has placed himself there. Let him remain there. Let us shoot him down on the spot.", "pos": 2704092}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Shoot me,", "pos": 2704252}
{"speaker": "National Guardsman", "text": "It seems to me that I am about to shoot a flower.", "pos": 2705332}
{"speaker": "Sergeant", "text": "Take aim!", "pos": 2705509}
{"speaker": "officer", "text": "Wait. Do you wish to have your eyes bandaged?", "pos": 2705544}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "No.", "pos": 2705619}
{"speaker": "officer", "text": "Was it you who killed the artillery sergeant?", "pos": 2705625}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 2705673}
{"speaker": "Enjolras", "text": "Take aim!", "pos": 2708170}
{"speaker": "Grantaire", "text": "Long live the Republic! I’m one of them. Long live the Republic! Finish both of us at one blow. Do you permit it?", "pos": 2708245}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "The reader will recall this angle which formed a sort of cape on the street; it afforded shelter from the bullets, the grape-shot, and all eyes, and a few square feet of space. There is sometimes a chamber which does not burn in the midst of a conflagration, and in the midst of raging seas, beyond a promontory or at the extremity of a blind alley of shoals, a tranquil nook. It was in this sort of fold in the interior trapezium of the barricade, that Éponine had breathed her last.", "pos": 2711423}
{"speaker": "Liebig", "text": "The sewers of Rome, have absorbed all the well-being of the Roman peasant.", "pos": 2722247}
{"speaker": "Minister of the Interior", "text": "Sire, yesterday I saw the most intrepid man in your Empire.", "pos": 2738220}
{"speaker": "Emperor", "text": "What man is that? and what has he done?", "pos": 2738331}
{"speaker": "Minister of the Interior", "text": "He wants to do something, Sire.", "pos": 2738403}
{"speaker": "Emperor", "text": "What is it?", "pos": 2738437}
{"speaker": "Minister of the Interior", "text": "To visit the sewers of Paris.", "pos": 2738451}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Let us confess, that, taking it all in all, this sweeping is a homage which the sewer pays to civilization, and as, from this point of view, Tartuffe’s conscience is a progress over the Augean stables, it is certain that the sewers of Paris have been improved.", "pos": 2749051}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "He was directing his course towards the belt sewer; he was on the right path. But he did not know it.", "pos": 2772672}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "That is too much! A government key! Come! Come! Come! Come!", "pos": 2787664}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "In the night.", "pos": 2793241}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "My name is Marius Pontmercy. Carry my body to my grandfather, M. Gillenormand, Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, No. 6, in the Marais.", "pos": 2795086}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, number 6, Monsieur Gillenormand.", "pos": 2795364}
{"speaker": "Thisbe", "text": "Phew!", "pos": 2807388}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Half shares.", "pos": 2817172}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "How are you going to manage to get out? It’s impossible to pick the lock of that gate. But still you must get out of this.", "pos": 2819367}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "That is true,", "pos": 2819544}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Well, half shares then.", "pos": 2819579}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What do you mean by that?", "pos": 2819605}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "You have killed that man; that’s all right. I have the key. I don’t know you, but I want to help you. You must be a friend. Listen, comrade. You didn’t kill that man without looking to see what he had in his pockets. Give me my half. I’ll open the door for you. Do you want to see how a key to liberty is made? Look here. Hold on. I’ll give you the rope to boot.", "pos": 2819633}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What is the rope for?", "pos": 2820606}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "You will need a stone also, but you can find one outside. There’s a heap of rubbish.", "pos": 2820630}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What am I to do with a stone?", "pos": 2820717}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Idiot, you’ll want to sling that stiff into the river, you’ll need a stone and a rope, otherwise it would float on the water. Ah, see here, comrade, how did you contrive to get out of that slough yonder? I haven’t dared to risk myself in it. Phew! you don’t smell good. I’m asking you questions, but you’re perfectly right not to answer. It’s an apprenticeship against that cursed quarter of an hour before the examining magistrate. And then, when you don’t talk at all, you run no risk of talking too loud. That’s no matter, as I can’t see your face and as I don’t know your name, you are wrong in supposing that I don’t know who you are and what you want. I twig. You’ve broken up that gentleman a bit; now you want to tuck him away somewhere. The river, that great hider of folly, is what you want. I’ll get you out of your scrape. Helping a good fellow in a pinch is what suits me to a hair. Apropos of that quagmire, you’re a hearty animal. Why didn’t you toss the man in there? After all, you acted wisely. The workmen, when they come to-morrow to stop up that hole, would certainly have found the stiff abandoned there, and it might have been possible, thread by thread, straw by straw, to pick up the scent and reach you. Some one has passed through the sewer. Who? Where did he get out? Was he seen to come out? The police are full of cleverness. The sewer is treacherous and tells tales of you. Such a find is a rarity, it attracts attention, very few people make use of the sewers for their affairs, while the river belongs to everybody. The river is the true grave. At the end of a month they fish up your man in the nets at Saint-Cloud. Well, what does one care for that? It’s carrion! Who killed that man? Paris. And justice makes no inquiries. You have done well. Now let’s settle this business. Let’s go shares. You have seen my key, show me your money. hush! Let’s settle up. How much did the stiff have in his bags?", "pos": 2820749}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "You knocked him over cheap,", "pos": 2824682}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "That’s true, both of you together have no more than that. Never mind! You cut folks’ throats too cheap altogether. Now, my friend, you must leave. It’s like the fair here, you pay when you go out. You have paid, now clear out.", "pos": 2825244}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Who are you?", "pos": 2831947}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I.", "pos": 2831962}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Who is ‘I’?", "pos": 2831967}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Jean Valjean. Inspector Javert, you have me in your power. Moreover, I have regarded myself as your prisoner ever since this morning. I did not give you my address with any intention of escaping from you. Take me. Only grant me one favor.", "pos": 2831981}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "What are you doing here? And who is this man?", "pos": 2832992}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "It is with regard to him that I desire to speak to you. Dispose of me as you see fit; but first help me to carry him home. That is all that I ask of you.", "pos": 2833172}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "This man was at the barricade. He is the one they called Marius.", "pos": 2833621}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "He is wounded,", "pos": 2834066}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "He is a dead man,", "pos": 2834102}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "No. Not yet.", "pos": 2834157}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "So you have brought him thither from the barricade?", "pos": 2834172}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "He lives in the Marais, Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, with his grandfather. I do not recollect his name.", "pos": 2834507}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Gillenormand, Rue des Filles-du Calvaire, No. 6. Coachman!", "pos": 2834955}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Some person whose name is Gillenormand?", "pos": 2837675}
{"speaker": "Porter", "text": "Here. What do you want with him?", "pos": 2837717}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "His son is brought back.", "pos": 2837752}
{"speaker": "Porter", "text": "His son?", "pos": 2837779}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "He is dead. He went to the barricade, and here he is.", "pos": 2837816}
{"speaker": "Porter", "text": "To the barricade?", "pos": 2838146}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "He has got himself killed. Go waken his father. Go along with you! There will be a funeral here to-morrow.", "pos": 2838189}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Inspector Javert, grant me yet another favor.", "pos": 2839538}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "What is it?", "pos": 2839598}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Let me go home for one instant. Then you shall do whatever you like with me.", "pos": 2839637}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Driver. Rue de l’Homme Armé, No. 7.", "pos": 2839855}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "How much do you want, including your time of waiting and the drive?", "pos": 2841522}
{"speaker": "the coachman", "text": "It comes to seven hours and a quarter, and my velvet was perfectly new. Eighty francs, Mr. Inspector.", "pos": 2841592}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "It is well. Go upstairs. I will wait for you here.", "pos": 2842101}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "It is I!", "pos": 2842787}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Marius!", "pos": 2848472}
{"speaker": "Basque", "text": "Sir. Monsieur has just been brought back. He went to the barricade, and....", "pos": 2848482}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "He is dead! Ah! The rascal! Sir, you are the doctor. Begin by telling me one thing. He is dead, is he not? He is dead! He is dead! He is dead! He has got himself killed on the barricades! Out of hatred to me! He did that to spite me! Ah! You blood-drinker! This is the way he returns to me! Misery of my life, he is dead! Pierced, sabred, exterminated, slashed, hacked in pieces! Just look at that, the villain! He knew well that I was waiting for him, and that I had had his room arranged, and that I had placed at the head of my bed his portrait taken when he was a little child! He knew well that he had only to come back, and that I had been recalling him for years, and that I remained by my fireside, with my hands on my knees, not knowing what to do, and that I was mad over it! You knew well, that you had but to return and to say: ‘It is I,’ and you would have been the master of the house, and that I should have obeyed you, and that you could have done whatever you pleased with your old numskull of a grandfather! you knew that well, and you said: No, he is a Royalist, I will not go! And you went to the barricades, and you got yourself killed out of malice! To revenge yourself for what I said to you about Monsieur le Duc de Berry. It is infamous! Go to bed then and sleep tranquilly! he is dead, and this is my awakening. I thank you, sir. I am composed, I am a man, I witnessed the death of Louis XVI., I know how to bear events. One thing is terrible and that is to think that it is your newspapers which do all the mischief. You will have scribblers, chatterers, lawyers, orators, tribunes, discussions, progress, enlightenment, the rights of man, the liberty of the press, and this is the way that your children will be brought home to you. Ah! Marius! It is abominable! Killed! Dead before me! A barricade! Ah, the scamp! Doctor, you live in this quarter, I believe? Oh! I know you well. I see your cabriolet pass my window. I am going to tell you. You are wrong to think that I am angry. One does not fly into a rage against a dead man. That would be stupid. This is a child whom I have reared. I was already old while he was very young. He played in the Tuileries garden with his little shovel and his little chair, and in order that the inspectors might not grumble, I stopped up the holes that he made in the earth with his shovel, with my cane. One day he exclaimed: Down with Louis XVIII.! and off he went. It was no fault of mine. He was all rosy and blond. His mother is dead. Have you ever noticed that all little children are blond? Why is it so? He is the son of one of those brigands of the Loire, but children are innocent of their fathers’ crimes. I remember when he was no higher than that. He could not manage to pronounce his Ds. He had a way of talking that was so sweet and indistinct that you would have thought it was a bird chirping. I remember that once, in front of the Hercules Farnese, people formed a circle to admire him and marvel at him, he was so handsome, was that child! He had a head such as you see in pictures. I talked in a deep voice, and I frightened him with my cane, but he knew very well that it was only to make him laugh. In the morning, when he entered my room, I grumbled, but he was like the sunlight to me, all the same. One cannot defend oneself against those brats. They take hold of you, they hold you fast, they never let you go again. The truth is, that there never was a cupid like that child. Now, what can you say for your Lafayettes, your Benjamin Constants, and your Tirecuir de Corcelles who have killed him? This cannot be allowed to pass in this fashion. Marius!", "pos": 2848575}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Ah! heartless lad! Ah! clubbist! Ah! wretch! Ah! Septembrist! It is all the same to me, I am going to die too, that I am. And to think that there is not a hussy in Paris who would not have been delighted to make this wretch happy! A scamp who, instead of amusing himself and enjoying life, went off to fight and get himself shot down like a brute! And for whom? Why? For the Republic! Instead of going to dance at the Chaumière, as it is the duty of young folks to do! What’s the use of being twenty years old? The Republic, a cursed pretty folly! Poor mothers, beget fine boys, do! Come, he is dead. That will make two funerals under the same carriage gate. So you have got yourself arranged like this for the sake of General Lamarque’s handsome eyes! What had that General Lamarque done to you? A slasher! A chatter-box! To get oneself killed for a dead man! If that isn’t enough to drive any one mad! Just think of it! At twenty! And without so much as turning his head to see whether he was not leaving something behind him! That’s the way poor, good old fellows are forced to die alone, nowadays. Perish in your corner, owl! Well, after all, so much the better, that is what I was hoping for, this will kill me on the spot. I am too old, I am a hundred years old, I am a hundred thousand years old, I ought, by rights, to have been dead long ago. This blow puts an end to it. So all is over, what happiness! What is the good of making him inhale ammonia and all that parcel of drugs? You are wasting your trouble, you fool of a doctor! Come, he’s dead, completely dead. I know all about it, I am dead myself too. He hasn’t done things by half. Yes, this age is infamous, infamous and that’s what I think of you, of your ideas, of your systems, of your masters, of your oracles, of your doctors, of your scape-graces of writers, of your rascally philosophers, and of all the revolutions which, for the last sixty years, have been frightening the flocks of crows in the Tuileries! But you were pitiless in getting yourself killed like this, I shall not even grieve over your death, do you understand, you assassin? Marius! Marius! My little Marius! my child! my well-beloved son! You open your eyes, you gaze upon me, you are alive, thanks!", "pos": 2853211}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Go,", "pos": 2859011}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Be free", "pos": 2859055}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Here is a fugitive from justice, who has broken his ban! This man is yours!", "pos": 2864490}
{"speaker": "a strange voice", "text": "It is well. Deliver up your savior. Then have the basin of Pontius Pilate brought and wash your claws.", "pos": 2865217}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "What has that convict done, that desperate fellow, whom I have pursued even to persecution, and who has had me under his foot, and who could have avenged himself, and who owed it both to his rancor and to his safety, in leaving me my life, in showing mercy upon me? His duty? No. Something more. And I in showing mercy upon him in my turn—what have I done? My duty? No. Something more. So there is something beyond duty?", "pos": 2868356}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "Was anarchy, then, on the point of now descending from on high?", "pos": 2875666}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Was this to be endured?", "pos": 2876768}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "No.", "pos": 2876792}
{"speaker": "Javert", "text": "In the first place: I beg Monsieur le Préfet to cast his eyes on this. Secondly: prisoners, on arriving after examination, take off their shoes and stand barefoot on the flagstones while they are being searched. Many of them cough on their return to prison. This entails hospital expenses. Thirdly: the mode of keeping track of a man with relays of police agents from distance to distance, is good, but, on important occasions, it is requisite that at least two agents should never lose sight of each other, so that, in case one agent should, for any cause, grow weak in his service, the other may supervise him and take his place. Fourthly: it is inexplicable why the special regulation of the prison of the Madelonettes interdicts the prisoner from having a chair, even by paying for it. Fifthly: in the Madelonettes there are only two bars to the canteen, so that the canteen woman can touch the prisoners with her hand. Sixthly: the prisoners called barkers, who summon the other prisoners to the parlor, force the prisoner to pay them two sous to call his name distinctly. This is a theft. Seventhly: for a broken thread ten sous are withheld in the weaving shop; this is an abuse of the contractor, since the cloth is none the worse for it. Eighthly: it is annoying for visitors to La Force to be obliged to traverse the boys’ court in order to reach the parlor of Sainte-Marie-l’Égyptienne. Ninthly: it is a fact that any day gendarmes can be overheard relating in the court-yard of the prefecture the interrogations put by the magistrates to prisoners. For a gendarme, who should be sworn to secrecy, to repeat what he has heard in the examination room is a grave disorder. Tenthly: Mme. Henry is an honest woman; her canteen is very neat; but it is bad to have a woman keep the wicket to the mouse-trap of the secret cells. This is unworthy of the Conciergerie of a great civilization. JAVERT. Inspector of the 1st class. The Post of the Place du Châtelet. June 7th, 1832, about one o’clock in the morning.", "pos": 2878103}
{"speaker": "Boulatruelle", "text": "Where the deuce have I seen something like that man yonder?", "pos": 2885428}
{"speaker": "Boulatruelle", "text": "By the deuce. I’ll find him again. I’ll discover the parish of that parishioner. This prowler of Patron-Minette has a reason, and I’ll know it. People can’t have secrets in my forest if I don’t have a finger in the pie. There now, is something that will search the earth and a man.", "pos": 2886397}
{"speaker": "Boulatruelle", "text": "Let’s take to the wolves’ Rue de Rivoli,", "pos": 2889381}
{"speaker": "Boulatruelle", "text": "Thief!", "pos": 2890397}
{"speaker": "the physician", "text": "Above all things, let the wounded man be subjected to no emotion.", "pos": 2891185}
{"speaker": "Nicolette", "text": "as big as the ceiling,", "pos": 2891453}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Aïe! aïe!", "pos": 2894072}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Jeanne est née à Fougère “Amour, tu vis en elle; Vrai nid d’une bergère; Car c’est dans sa prunelle J’adore son jupon, Que tu mets ton carquois. Fripon. Narquois! “Moi, je la chante, et j’aime, Plus que Diane même, Jeanne et ses durs tetons Bretons.", "pos": 2894616}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "M. le Baron. Long live the Republic! Is he no longer in danger?", "pos": 2895487}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "The men of ’93 were giants,", "pos": 2900156}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Look here, my little Marius, if I were in your place, I would eat meat now in preference to fish. A fried sole is excellent to begin a convalescence with, but a good cutlet is needed to put a sick man on his feet.", "pos": 2901109}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "This leads me to say something to you.", "pos": 2901572}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "What is it?", "pos": 2901613}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "That I wish to marry.", "pos": 2901627}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Agreed,", "pos": 2901651}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "How agreed?", "pos": 2901710}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Yes, agreed. You shall have your little girl. Yes, you shall have her, that pretty little girl of yours. She comes every day in the shape of an old gentleman to inquire after you. Ever since you were wounded, she has passed her time in weeping and making lint. I have made inquiries. She lives in the Rue de l’Homme Armé, No. 7. Ah! There we have it! Ah! so you want her! Well, you shall have her. You’re caught. You had arranged your little plot, you had said to yourself:—‘I’m going to signify this squarely to my grandfather, to that mummy of the Regency and of the Directory, to that ancient beau, to that Dorante turned Géronte; he has indulged in his frivolities also, that he has, and he has had his love affairs, and his grisettes and his Cosettes; he has made his rustle, he has had his wings, he has eaten of the bread of spring; he certainly must remember it.’ Ah! you take the cockchafer by the horns. That’s good. I offer you a cutlet and you answer me: ‘By the way, I want to marry.’ There’s a transition for you! Ah! you reckoned on a bickering! You do not know that I am an old coward. What do you say to that? You are vexed? You did not expect to find your grandfather still more foolish than yourself, you are wasting the discourse which you meant to bestow upon me, Mr. Lawyer, and that’s vexatious. Well, so much the worse, rage away. I’ll do whatever you wish, and that cuts you short, imbecile! Listen. I have made my inquiries, I’m cunning too; she is charming, she is discreet, it is not true about the lancer, she has made heaps of lint, she’s a jewel, she adores you, if you had died, there would have been three of us, her coffin would have accompanied mine. I have had an idea, ever since you have been better, of simply planting her at your bedside, but it is only in romances that young girls are brought to the bedsides of handsome young wounded men who interest them. It is not done. What would your aunt have said to it? You were nude three quarters of the time, my good fellow. Ask Nicolette, who has not left you for a moment, if there was any possibility of having a woman here. And then, what would the doctor have said? A pretty girl does not cure a man of fever. In short, it’s all right, let us say no more about it, all’s said, all’s done, it’s all settled, take her. Such is my ferocity. You see, I perceived that you did not love me. I said to myself: ‘Here now, I have my little Cosette right under my hand, I’m going to give her to him, he will be obliged to love me a little then, or he must tell the reason why.’ Ah! so you thought that the old man was going to storm, to put on a big voice, to shout no, and to lift his cane at all that aurora. Not a bit of it. Cosette, so be it; love, so be it; I ask nothing better. Pray take the trouble of getting married, sir. Be happy, my well-beloved child.", "pos": 2901724}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Father!", "pos": 2904878}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Ah, so you love me! Come! his mouth is unstopped at last. He has said: ‘Father’ to me.", "pos": 2904902}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "But, father, now that I am quite well, it seems to me that I might see her.", "pos": 2905184}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Agreed again, you shall see her to-morrow.", "pos": 2905262}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Father!", "pos": 2905307}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "What?", "pos": 2905317}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Why not to-day?", "pos": 2905325}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Well, to-day then. Let it be to-day. You have called me ‘father’ three times, and it is worth it. I will attend to it. She shall be brought hither. Agreed, I tell you. It has already been put into verse. This is the ending of the elegy of the ‘Jeune Malade’ by André Chénier, by André Chénier whose throat was cut by the ras . . . by the giants of ’93. Cut his throat is not the word. The fact is that the great revolutionary geniuses, who were not malicious, that is incontestable, who were heroes, pardi! found that André Chénier embarrassed them somewhat, and they had him guillot . . . that is to say, those great men on the 7th of Thermidor, besought André Chénier, in the interests of public safety, to be so good as to go....", "pos": 2905343}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "By the hundred thousand Javottes of the devil, those ruffians did assassinate him!", "pos": 2906968}
{"speaker": "Basque", "text": "Who, sir?", "pos": 2907053}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "André Chénier!", "pos": 2907065}
{"speaker": "Basque", "text": "Yes, sir,", "pos": 2907082}
{"speaker": "Porter", "text": "I don’t know why it is, but I can’t help fancying that I’ve seen that face before.", "pos": 2909092}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "Does the gentleman always have books like that under his arm?", "pos": 2909422}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Well, he’s a learned man. What then? Is that his fault? Monsieur Boulard, one of my acquaintances, never walked out without a book under his arm either, and he always had some old volume hugged to his heart like that. Monsieur Tranchelevent.... Monsieur Tranchelevent, I have the honor of asking you, on behalf of my grandson, Baron Marius Pontmercy, for the hand of Mademoiselle. That’s settled. Permission to adore each other!", "pos": 2909574}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Oh, heavens! I see you once again! it is thou! it is you! The idea of going and fighting like that! But why? It is horrible. I have been dead for four months. Oh! how wicked it was of you to go to that battle! What had I done to you? I pardon you, but you will never do it again. A little while ago, when they came to tell us to come to you, I still thought that I was about to die, but it was from joy. I was so sad! I have not taken the time to dress myself, I must frighten people with my looks! What will your relatives say to see me in a crumpled collar? Do speak! You let me do all the talking. We are still in the Rue de l’Homme Armé. It seems that your shoulder was terrible. They told me that you could put your fist in it. And then, it seems that they cut your flesh with the scissors. That is frightful. I have cried till I have no eyes left. It is queer that a person can suffer like that. Your grandfather has a very kindly air. Don’t disturb yourself, don’t rise on your elbow, you will injure yourself. Oh! how happy I am! So our unhappiness is over! I am quite foolish. I had things to say to you, and I no longer know in the least what they were. Do you still love me? We live in the Rue de l’Homme Armé. There is no garden. I made lint all the time; stay, sir, look, it is your fault, I have a callous on my fingers.", "pos": 2910547}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Angel!", "pos": 2911904}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Talk loud, the rest of you. Make a noise, you people behind the scenes. Come, a little uproar, the deuce! so that the children can chatter at their ease. Call each other thou. Don’t stand on ceremony. Mademoiselle Gillenormand senior. I told you that this is what would happen to you. Look at the happiness of others. How pretty she is! how pretty she is! She’s a Greuze. So you are going to have that all to yourself, you scamp! Ah! my rogue, you are getting off nicely with me, you are happy; if I were not fifteen years too old, we would fight with swords to see which of us should have her. Come now! I am in love with you, mademoiselle. It’s perfectly simple. It is your right. You are in the right. Ah! what a sweet, charming little wedding this will make! Our parish is Saint-Denis du Saint Sacrament, but I will get a dispensation so that you can be married at Saint-Paul. The church is better. It was built by the Jesuits. It is more coquettish. It is opposite the fountain of Cardinal de Birague. The masterpiece of Jesuit architecture is at Namur. It is called Saint-Loup. You must go there after you are married. It is worth the journey. Mademoiselle, I am quite of your mind, I think girls ought to marry; that is what they are made for. There is a certain Sainte-Catherine whom I should always like to see uncoiffed.62 It’s a fine thing to remain a spinster, but it is chilly. The Bible says: Multiply. In order to save the people, Jeanne d’Arc is needed; but in order to make people, what is needed is Mother Goose. So, marry, my beauties. I really do not see the use in remaining a spinster! I know that they have their chapel apart in the church, and that they fall back on the Society of the Virgin; but, sapristi, a handsome husband, a fine fellow, and at the expiration of a year, a big, blond brat who nurses lustily, and who has fine rolls of fat on his thighs, and who musses up your breast in handfuls with his little rosy paws, laughing the while like the dawn,—that’s better than holding a candle at vespers, and chanting Turris Eburnea! Ainsi, bornant les cours de tes rêvasseries, Alcippe, il est donc vrai, dans peu tu te maries. By the way!", "pos": 2912261}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What is it, father?", "pos": 2915151}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Have not you an intimate friend?", "pos": 2915173}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Yes, Courfeyrac.", "pos": 2915208}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "What has become of him?", "pos": 2915227}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "He is dead.", "pos": 2915253}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "That is good. She is exquisite, this darling. She’s a masterpiece, this Cosette! She is a very little girl and a very great lady. She will only be a Baroness, which is a come down for her; she was born a Marquise. What eyelashes she has! Get it well fixed in your noddles, my children, that you are in the true road. Love each other. Be foolish about it. Love is the folly of men and the wit of God. Adore each other. Only, what a misfortune! It has just occurred to me! More than half of what I possess is swallowed up in an annuity; so long as I live, it will not matter, but after my death, a score of years hence, ah! my poor children, you will not have a sou! Your beautiful white hands, Madame la Baronne, will do the devil the honor of pulling him by the tail.", "pos": 2915267}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Mademoiselle Euphrasie Fauchelevent possesses six hundred thousand francs.", "pos": 2916246}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "What has Mademoiselle Euphrasie to do with the question?", "pos": 2916525}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "I am she,", "pos": 2916619}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Six hundred thousand francs?", "pos": 2916648}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Minus fourteen or fifteen thousand francs, possibly,", "pos": 2916704}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "This is a fine book,", "pos": 2917140}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "Five hundred and eighty-four thousand francs!", "pos": 2917185}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "This arranges things well, does it not, Mademoiselle Gillenormand senior? That devil of a Marius has ferreted out the nest of a millionaire grisette in his tree of dreams! Just trust to the love affairs of young folks now, will you! Students find studentesses with six hundred thousand francs. Cherubino works better than Rothschild.", "pos": 2917252}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "Five hundred and eighty-four thousand francs! Five hundred and eighty-four! one might as well say six hundred thousand!", "pos": 2917612}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "The wonderful, beautiful girl! And she has so sweet and good an air! she is, without exception, the most charming girl that I have ever seen in my life. Later on, she’ll have virtues with an odor of violets. How graceful! one cannot live otherwise than nobly with such a creature. Marius, my boy, you are a Baron, you are rich, don’t go to pettifogging, I beg of you.", "pos": 2921042}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Do you understand anything about it?", "pos": 2921604}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "No, but it seems to me that the good God is caring for us.", "pos": 2921667}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "These fashions come up again, ancient things are the rage, and the young women of my old age dress like the old women of my childhood. Let us hear the confession of these dowagers, let us see what they have in their paunches.", "pos": 2925267}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "The men of the revolution are so great, that they have the prestige of the ages, like Cato and like Phocion, and each one of them seems to me an antique memory.", "pos": 2926842}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Moire antique! Thanks, Marius. That is precisely the idea of which I was in search. Love is all very well; but there must be something else to go with it. The useless must be mingled with happiness. Happiness is only the necessary. Season that enormously with the superfluous for me. A palace and her heart. Her heart and the Louvre. Her heart and the grand waterworks of Versailles. Give me my shepherdess and try to make her a duchess. Fetch me Phyllis crowned with corn-flowers, and add a hundred thousand francs income. Open for me a bucolic perspective as far as you can see, beneath a marble colonnade. I consent to the bucolic and also to the fairy spectacle of marble and gold. Dry happiness resembles dry bread. One eats, but one does not dine. I want the superfluous, the useless, the extravagant, excess, that which serves no purpose. I remember to have seen, in the Cathedral of Strasburg, a clock, as tall as a three-story house which marked the hours, which had the kindness to indicate the hour, but which had not the air of being made for that; and which, after having struck midday, or midnight,—midday, the hour of the sun, or midnight, the hour of love,—or any other hour that you like, gave you the moon and the stars, the earth and the sea, birds and fishes, Phœbus and Phœbe, and a host of things which emerged from a niche, and the twelve apostles, and the Emperor Charles the Fifth, and Éponine, and Sabinus, and a throng of little gilded goodmen, who played on the trumpet to boot. Without reckoning delicious chimes which it sprinkled through the air, on every occasion, without any one’s knowing why. Is a petty bald clock-face which merely tells the hour equal to that? For my part, I am of the opinion of the big clock of Strasburg, and I prefer it to the cuckoo clock from the Black Forest. You are ignorant of the art of festivals. You do not know how to organize a day of enjoyment in this age. Your nineteenth century is weak. It lacks excess. It ignores the rich, it ignores the noble. In everything it is clean-shaven. Your third estate is insipid, colorless, odorless, and shapeless. The dreams of your bourgeois who set up, as they express it: a pretty boudoir freshly decorated, violet, ebony and calico. Make way! Make way! the Sieur Curmudgeon is marrying Mademoiselle Clutch-penny. Sumptuousness and splendor. A louis d’or has been stuck to a candle. There’s the epoch for you. My demand is that I may flee from it beyond the Sarmatians. Ah! in 1787, I predict that all was lost, from the day when I beheld the Duc de Rohan, Prince de Léon, Duc de Chabot, Duc de Montbazon, Marquis de Soubise, Vicomte de Thouars, peer of France, go to Longchamps in a tapecu! That has borne its fruits. In this century, men attend to business, they gamble on ’Change, they win money, they are stingy. People take care of their surfaces and varnish them; every one is dressed as though just out of a bandbox, washed, soaped, scraped, shaved, combed, waked, smoothed, rubbed, brushed, cleaned on the outside, irreproachable, polished as a pebble, discreet, neat, and at the same time, death of my life, in the depths of their consciences they have dung-heaps and cesspools that are enough to make a cow-herd who blows his nose in his fingers, recoil. I grant to this age the device: ‘Dirty Cleanliness.’ Don’t be vexed, Marius, give me permission to speak; I say no evil of the people as you see, I am always harping on your people, but do look favorably on my dealing a bit of a slap to the bourgeoisie. I belong to it. He who loves well lashes well. Thereupon, I say plainly, that nowadays people marry, but that they no longer know how to marry. Ah! it is true, I regret the grace of the ancient manners. I regret everything about them, their elegance, their chivalry, those courteous and delicate ways, that joyous luxury which every one possessed, music forming part of the wedding, a symphony above stairs, a beating of drums below stairs, the dances, the joyous faces round the table, the fine-spun gallant compliments, the songs, the fireworks, the frank laughter, the devil’s own row, the huge knots of ribbon. I regret the bride’s garter. The bride’s garter is cousin to the girdle of Venus. On what does the war of Troy turn? On Helen’s garter, parbleu! Why did they fight, why did Diomed the divine break over the head of Meriones that great brazen helmet of ten points? why did Achilles and Hector hew each other up with vast blows of their lances? Because Helen allowed Paris to take her garter. With Cosette’s garter, Homer would construct the Iliad. He would put in his poem, a loquacious old fellow, like me, and he would call him Nestor. My friends, in bygone days, in those amiable days of yore, people married wisely; they had a good contract, and then they had a good carouse. As soon as Cujas had taken his departure, Gamacho entered. But, in sooth! the stomach is an agreeable beast which demands its due, and which wants to have its wedding also. People supped well, and had at table a beautiful neighbor without a guimpe so that her throat was only moderately concealed. Oh! the large laughing mouths, and how gay we were in those days! youth was a bouquet; every young man terminated in a branch of lilacs or a tuft of roses; whether he was a shepherd or a warrior; and if, by chance, one was a captain of dragoons, one found means to call oneself Florian. People thought much of looking well. They embroidered and tinted themselves. A bourgeois had the air of a flower, a Marquis had the air of a precious stone. People had no straps to their boots, they had no boots. They were spruce, shining, waved, lustrous, fluttering, dainty, coquettish, which did not at all prevent their wearing swords by their sides. The humming-bird has beak and claws. That was the day of the Galland Indies. One of the sides of that century was delicate, the other was magnificent; and by the green cabbages! people amused themselves. To-day, people are serious. The bourgeois is avaricious, the bourgeoise is a prude; your century is unfortunate. People would drive away the Graces as being too low in the neck. Alas! beauty is concealed as though it were ugliness. Since the revolution, everything, including the ballet-dancers, has had its trousers; a mountebank dancer must be grave; your rigadoons are doctrinarian. It is necessary to be majestic. People would be greatly annoyed if they did not carry their chins in their cravats. The ideal of an urchin of twenty when he marries, is to resemble M. Royer-Collard. And do you know what one arrives at with that majesty? at being petty. Learn this: joy is not only joyous; it is great. But be in love gayly then, what the deuce! marry, when you marry, with fever and giddiness, and tumult, and the uproar of happiness! Be grave in church, well and good. But, as soon as the mass is finished, sarpejou! you must make a dream whirl around the bride. A marriage should be royal and chimerical; it should promenade its ceremony from the cathedral of Rheims to the pagoda of Chanteloup. I have a horror of a paltry wedding. Ventregoulette! be in Olympus for that one day, at least. Be one of the gods. Ah! people might be sylphs. Games and Laughter, argiraspides; they are stupids. My friends, every recently made bridegroom ought to be Prince Aldobrandini. Profit by that unique minute in life to soar away to the empyrean with the swans and the eagles, even if you do have to fall back on the morrow into the bourgeoisie of the frogs. Don’t economize on the nuptials, do not prune them of their splendors; don’t scrimp on the day when you beam. The wedding is not the housekeeping. Oh! if I were to carry out my fancy, it would be gallant, violins would be heard under the trees. Here is my programme: sky-blue and silver. I would mingle with the festival the rural divinities, I would convoke the Dryads and the Nereids. The nuptials of Amphitrite, a rosy cloud, nymphs with well dressed locks and entirely naked, an Academician offering quatrains to the goddess, a chariot drawn by marine monsters. Triton trottait devant, et tirait de sa conque Des sons si ravissants qu’il ravissait quiconque! —there’s a festive programme, there’s a good one, or else I know nothing of such matters, deuce take it!", "pos": 2927005}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "My father has settled the question of the marriage without reference to me; I shall settle the question of the inheritance without consulting him. So much the worse for my nephew! he is wedding a beggar, let him be a beggar himself!", "pos": 2937625}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "That will make me young again. It’s an old plan of mine. I have always entertained the idea of having a wedding in my chamber. It was with that stuff, that the bed of the Duchesse d’Anville at la Roche-Guyon was draped.", "pos": 2938494}
{"speaker": "Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder", "text": "This is reversing things, to have the bride come to the house to do the courting like this.", "pos": 2939415}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Of course, you are acquainted with that street? You are acquainted with that street?", "pos": 2944007}
{"speaker": "M. Fauchelevent", "text": "What street?", "pos": 2944057}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "The Rue de la Chanvrerie.", "pos": 2944072}
{"speaker": "M. Fauchelevent", "text": "I have no idea of the name of that street,", "pos": 2944100}
{"speaker": "Coachman", "text": "all those folks this time", "pos": 2948450}
{"speaker": "Coachman", "text": "The night was very dark.", "pos": 2951450}
{"speaker": "The porter", "text": "That man was terrible.", "pos": 2951747}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Yes, that man, whoever he may have been, was sublime. Do you know what he did, sir? He intervened like an archangel. He must have flung himself into the midst of the battle, have stolen me away, have opened the sewer, have dragged me into it and have carried me through it! He must have traversed more than a league and a half in those frightful subterranean galleries, bent over, weighed down, in the dark, in the cesspool,—more than a league and a half, sir, with a corpse upon his back! And with what object? With the sole object of saving the corpse. And that corpse I was. He said to himself: 'There may still be a glimpse of life there, perchance; I will risk my own existence for that miserable spark!' And his existence he risked not once but twenty times! And every step was a danger. The proof of it is, that on emerging from the sewer, he was arrested. Do you know, sir, that that man did all this? And he had no recompense to expect. What was I? An insurgent. What was I? One of the conquered. Oh! if Cosette’s six hundred thousand francs were mine…. There may still be a glimpse of life there, perchance; I will risk my own existence for that miserable spark!", "pos": 2952389}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "They are yours,", "pos": 2953454}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Well. I would give them all to find that man once more.", "pos": 2953498}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Shrove Tuesday! Mariage un Mardi gras N’aura point enfants ingrats. Let us proceed. Here goes for the 16th! Do you want to delay, Marius?", "pos": 2957024}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "No, certainly not!", "pos": 2957238}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Let us marry, then,", "pos": 2957278}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Father, I entreat you,", "pos": 2958117}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Why?", "pos": 2959572}
{"speaker": "One of the invited guests", "text": "Because of the maskers.", "pos": 2959601}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Capital, let us go that way. These young folks are on the way to be married; they are about to enter the serious part of life. This will prepare them for seeing a bit of the masquerade.", "pos": 2959627}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "There’s something behind that. Probably the ministry is about to undergo a change.", "pos": 2963181}
{"speaker": "Paris", "text": "Paint me the mud.", "pos": 2967425}
{"speaker": "a masker", "text": "Hullo! here’s a wedding.", "pos": 2967881}
{"speaker": "another masker", "text": "A sham wedding. We are the genuine article.", "pos": 2967925}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "Say, now.", "pos": 2969245}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "What, daddy?", "pos": 2969257}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "Do you see that old cove?", "pos": 2969272}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "What old cove?", "pos": 2969300}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "Yonder, in the first wedding-cart, on our side.", "pos": 2969317}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "The one with his arm hung up in a black cravat?", "pos": 2969367}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 2969417}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "Well?", "pos": 2969424}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "I’m sure that I know him.", "pos": 2969432}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "Ah!", "pos": 2969460}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "I’m willing that they should cut my throat, and I’m ready to swear that I never said either you, thou, or I, in my life, if I don’t know that Parisian.", "pos": 2969466}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "Paris in Pantin to-day.", "pos": 2969620}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "Can you see the bride if you stoop down?", "pos": 2969646}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "No.", "pos": 2969689}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "And the bridegroom?", "pos": 2969695}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "There’s no bridegroom in that trap.", "pos": 2969717}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "Bah!", "pos": 2969755}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "Unless it’s the old fellow.", "pos": 2969762}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "Try to get a sight of the bride by stooping very low.", "pos": 2969792}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "I can’t.", "pos": 2969848}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "Never mind, that old cove who has something the matter with his paw I know, and that I’m positive.", "pos": 2969859}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "And what good does it do to know him?", "pos": 2969960}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "No one can tell. Sometimes it does!", "pos": 2970000}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "I don’t care a hang for old fellows, that I don’t!", "pos": 2970038}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "I know him.", "pos": 2970091}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "Know him, if you want to.", "pos": 2970105}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "How the devil does he come to be one of the wedding party?", "pos": 2970133}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "We are in it, too.", "pos": 2970194}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "Where does that wedding come from?", "pos": 2970215}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "How should I know?", "pos": 2970252}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "Listen.", "pos": 2970273}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "Well, what?", "pos": 2970283}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "There’s one thing you ought to do.", "pos": 2970297}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "What’s that?", "pos": 2970334}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "Get off of our trap and spin that wedding.", "pos": 2970349}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "What for?", "pos": 2970394}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "To find out where it goes, and what it is. Hurry up and jump down, trot, my girl, your legs are young.", "pos": 2970406}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "I can’t quit the vehicle.", "pos": 2970511}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "Why not?", "pos": 2970539}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "I’m hired.", "pos": 2970550}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "Ah, the devil!", "pos": 2970563}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "I owe my fishwife day to the prefecture.", "pos": 2970580}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "That’s true.", "pos": 2970623}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "If I leave the cart, the first inspector who gets his eye on me will arrest me. You know that well enough.", "pos": 2970638}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "Yes, I do.", "pos": 2970747}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "I’m bought by the government for to-day.", "pos": 2970760}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "All the same, that old fellow bothers me.", "pos": 2970803}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "Do the old fellows bother you? But you’re not a young girl.", "pos": 2970847}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "He’s in the first carriage.", "pos": 2970909}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "Well?", "pos": 2970939}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "In the bride’s trap.", "pos": 2970947}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "What then?", "pos": 2970970}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "So he is the father.", "pos": 2970983}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "What concern is that of mine?", "pos": 2971006}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "I tell you that he’s the father.", "pos": 2971038}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "As if he were the only father.", "pos": 2971073}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "Listen.", "pos": 2971106}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "What?", "pos": 2971116}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "I can’t go out otherwise than masked. Here I’m concealed, no one knows that I’m here. But to-morrow, there will be no more maskers. It’s Ash Wednesday. I run the risk of being nabbed. I must sneak back into my hole. But you are free.", "pos": 2971124}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "Not particularly.", "pos": 2971360}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "More than I am, at any rate.", "pos": 2971380}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "Well, what of that?", "pos": 2971411}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "You must try to find out where that wedding party went to.", "pos": 2971433}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "Where it went?", "pos": 2971494}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 2971511}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "I know.", "pos": 2971518}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "Where is it going then?", "pos": 2971528}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "To the Cadran-Bleu.", "pos": 2971554}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "In the first place, it’s not in that direction.", "pos": 2971576}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "Well! to la Rapée.", "pos": 2971626}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "Or elsewhere.", "pos": 2971647}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "It’s free. Wedding parties are at liberty.", "pos": 2971663}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "That’s not the point at all. I tell you that you must try to learn for me what that wedding is, who that old cove belongs to, and where that wedding pair lives.", "pos": 2971708}
{"speaker": "fishwife", "text": "I like that! that would be queer. It’s so easy to find out a wedding party that passed through the street on a Shrove Tuesday, a week afterwards. A pin in a hay-mow! It ain’t possible!", "pos": 2971871}
{"speaker": "Spaniard", "text": "That don’t matter. You must try. You understand me, Azelma.", "pos": 2972058}
{"speaker": "the grandfather", "text": "Monsieur Fauchelevent, this is a fine day. I vote for the end of afflictions and sorrows. Henceforth, there must be no sadness anywhere. Pardieu, I decree joy! Evil has no right to exist. That there should be any unhappy men is, in sooth, a disgrace to the azure of the sky. Evil does not come from man, who is good at bottom. All human miseries have for their capital and central government hell, otherwise, known as the Devil’s Tuileries. Good, here I am uttering demagogical words! As far as I am concerned, I have no longer any political opinions; let all men be rich, that is to say, mirthful, and I confine myself to that.", "pos": 2973540}
{"speaker": "the grandfather", "text": "My children, here you are, Monsieur le Baron and Madame la Baronne, with an income of thirty thousand livres.", "pos": 2975365}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "So it is true. My name is Marius. I am Madame Thou.", "pos": 2975582}
{"speaker": "Marius and Cosette", "text": "We will go back to take a look at our little garden in the Rue Plumet.", "pos": 2977052}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "How right I was not to believe in that story about the lancer!", "pos": 2978972}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Father, are you satisfied?", "pos": 2980795}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Yes. I am content!", "pos": 2980824}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Well, then, laugh.", "pos": 2980866}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Do you know where M. Fauchelevent is?", "pos": 2981417}
{"speaker": "Basque", "text": "Sir. I do, precisely. M. Fauchelevent told me to say to you, sir, that he was suffering, his injured hand was paining him somewhat, and that he could not dine with Monsieur le Baron and Madame la Baronne. That he begged to be excused, that he would come to-morrow. He has just taken his departure.", "pos": 2981457}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "Pardieu, this armchair is empty. Come hither, Marius. Your aunt will permit it, although she has a right to you. This armchair is for you. That is legal and delightful. Fortunatus beside Fortunata. this armchair is empty. Come hither, Marius. Your aunt will permit it, although she has a right to you. This armchair is for you. That is legal and delightful. Fortunatus beside Fortunata.", "pos": 2982377}
{"speaker": "M. Gillenormand", "text": "the health of the married pair. You shall not escape two sermons. This morning you had one from the curé, this evening you shall have one from your grandfather. Listen to me; I will give you a bit of advice: Adore each other. I do not make a pack of gyrations, I go straight to the mark, be happy. In all creation, only the turtledoves are wise. Philosophers say: ‘Moderate your joys.’ I say: ‘Give rein to your joys.’ Be as much smitten with each other as fiends. Be in a rage about it. The philosophers talk stuff and nonsense. I should like to stuff their philosophy down their gullets again. Can there be too many perfumes, too many open rose-buds, too many nightingales singing, too many green leaves, too much aurora in life? can people love each other too much? can people please each other too much? Take care, Estelle, thou art too pretty! Have a care, Nemorin, thou art too handsome! Fine stupidity, in sooth! Can people enchant each other too much, cajole each other too much, charm each other too much? Can one be too much alive, too happy? Moderate your joys. Ah, indeed! Down with the philosophers! Wisdom consists in jubilation. Make merry, let us make merry. Are we happy because we are good, or are we good because we are happy? Is the Sancy diamond called the Sancy because it belonged to Harley de Sancy, or because it weighs six hundred carats? I know nothing about it, life is full of such problems; the important point is to possess the Sancy and happiness. Let us be happy without quibbling and quirking. Let us obey the sun blindly. What is the sun? It is love. He who says love, says woman. Ah! ah! behold omnipotence—women. Ask that demagogue of a Marius if he is not the slave of that little tyrant of a Cosette. And of his own free will, too, the coward! Woman! There is no Robespierre who keeps his place but woman reigns. I am no longer Royalist except towards that royalty. What is Adam? The kingdom of Eve. No ’89 for Eve. There has been the royal sceptre surmounted by a fleur-de-lys, there has been the imperial sceptre surmounted by a globe, there has been the sceptre of Charlemagne, which was of iron, there has been the sceptre of Louis the Great, which was of gold,—the revolution twisted them between its thumb and forefinger, ha’penny straws; it is done with, it is broken, it lies on the earth, there is no longer any sceptre, but make me a revolution against that little embroidered handkerchief, which smells of patchouli! I should like to see you do it. Try. Why is it so solid? Because it is a gewgaw. Ah! you are the nineteenth century? Well, what then? And we have been as foolish as you. Do not imagine that you have effected much change in the universe, because your trip-gallant is called the cholera-morbus, and because your pourrée is called the cachuca. In fact, the women must always be loved. I defy you to escape from that. These friends are our angels. Yes, love, woman, the kiss forms a circle from which I defy you to escape; and, for my own part, I should be only too happy to re-enter it. Which of you has seen the planet Venus, the coquette of the abyss, the Célimène of the ocean, rise in the infinite, calming all here below? The ocean is a rough Alcestis. Well, grumble as he will, when Venus appears he is forced to smile. That brute beast submits. We are all made so. Wrath, tempest, claps of thunder, foam to the very ceiling. A woman enters on the scene, a planet rises; flat on your face! Marius was fighting six months ago; to-day he is married. That is well. Yes, Marius, yes, Cosette, you are in the right. Exist boldly for each other, make us burst with rage that we cannot do the same, idealize each other, catch in your beaks all the tiny blades of felicity that exist on earth, and arrange yourselves a nest for life. Pardi, to love, to be loved, what a fine miracle when one is young! Don’t imagine that you have invented that. I, too, have had my dream, I, too, have meditated, I, too, have sighed; I, too, have had a moonlight soul. Love is a child six thousand years old. Love has the right to a long white beard. Methusalem is a street arab beside Cupid. For sixty centuries men and women have got out of their scrape by loving. The devil, who is cunning, took to hating man; man, who is still more cunning, took to loving woman. In this way he does more good than the devil does him harm. This craft was discovered in the days of the terrestrial paradise. The invention is old, my friends, but it is perfectly new. Profit by it. Be Daphnis and Chloe, while waiting to become Philemon and Baucis. Manage so that, when you are with each other, nothing shall be lacking to you, and that Cosette may be the sun for Marius, and that Marius may be the universe to Cosette. Cosette, let your fine weather be the smile of your husband; Marius, let your rain be your wife’s tears. And let it never rain in your household. You have filched the winning number in the lottery; you have gained the great prize, guard it well, keep it under lock and key, do not squander it, adore each other and snap your fingers at all the rest. Believe what I say to you. It is good sense. And good sense cannot lie. Be a religion to each other. Each man has his own fashion of adoring God. Saperlotte! the best way to adore God is to love one’s wife. I love thee! that’s my catechism. He who loves is orthodox. The oath of Henri IV. places sanctity somewhere between feasting and drunkenness. Ventre-saint-gris! I don’t belong to the religion of that oath. Woman is forgotten in it. This astonishes me on the part of Henri IV. My friends, long live women! I am old, they say; it’s astonishing how much I feel in the mood to be young. I should like to go and listen to the bagpipes in the woods. Children who contrive to be beautiful and contented,—that intoxicates me. I would like greatly to get married, if any one would have me. It is impossible to imagine that God could have made us for anything but this: to idolize, to coo, to preen ourselves, to be dove-like, to be dainty, to bill and coo our loves from morn to night, to gaze at one’s image in one’s little wife, to be proud, to be triumphant, to plume oneself; that is the aim of life. There, let not that displease you which we used to think in our day, when we were young folks. Ah! vertu-bamboche! what charming women there were in those days, and what pretty little faces and what lovely lasses! I committed my ravages among them. Then love each other. If people did not love each other, I really do not see what use there would be in having any springtime; and for my own part, I should pray the good God to shut up all the beautiful things that he shows us, and to take away from us and put back in his box, the flowers, the birds, and the pretty maidens. My children, receive an old man’s blessing.", "pos": 2983361}
{"speaker": "Basque", "text": "Dame, sir, we all woke up late.", "pos": 3008811}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Is your master up?", "pos": 3008864}
{"speaker": "Basque", "text": "How is Monsieur’s arm?", "pos": 3008905}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Better. Is your master up?", "pos": 3008946}
{"speaker": "Basque", "text": "Which one? the old one or the new one?", "pos": 3008975}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Monsieur Pontmercy.", "pos": 3009016}
{"speaker": "Basque", "text": "Monsieur le Baron,", "pos": 3009038}
{"speaker": "Basque", "text": "Monsieur le Baron? I will go and see. I will tell him that M. Fauchelevent is here.", "pos": 3009709}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "No. Do not tell him that it is I. Tell him that some one wishes to speak to him in private, and mention no name.", "pos": 3009814}
{"speaker": "Basque", "text": "Ah!", "pos": 3009929}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I wish to surprise him.", "pos": 3009954}
{"speaker": "Basque", "text": "Ah!", "pos": 3009980}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "It is you, father! that idiot of a Basque had such a mysterious air! But you have come too early. It is only half past twelve. Cosette is asleep. Father. How glad I am to see you! If you only knew how we missed you yesterday! Good morning, father. How is your hand? Better, is it not? We have both been talking about you. Cosette loves you so dearly! You must not forget that you have a chamber here, We want nothing more to do with the Rue de l’Homme Armé. We will have no more of it at all. How could you go to live in a street like that, which is sickly, which is disagreeable, which is ugly, which has a barrier at one end, where one is cold, and into which one cannot enter? You are to come and install yourself here. And this very day. Or you will have to deal with Cosette. She means to lead us all by the nose, I warn you. You have your own chamber here, it is close to ours, it opens on the garden; the trouble with the clock has been attended to, the bed is made, it is all ready, you have only to take possession of it.", "pos": 3011664}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Stretch out your arms to him.", "pos": 3013405}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "A nightingale comes to the clump of acacias opposite your windows, every spring. In two months more you will have it. You will have its nest on your left and ours on your right. By night it will sing, and by day Cosette will prattle. Your chamber faces due South. Cosette will arrange your books for you, your Voyages of Captain Cook and the other,—Vancouver’s and all your affairs. I believe that there is a little valise to which you are attached, I have fixed upon a corner of honor for that. You have conquered my grandfather, you suit him. We will live together. Do you play whist? you will overwhelm my grandfather with delight if you play whist. It is you who shall take Cosette to walk on the days when I am at the courts, you shall give her your arm, you know, as you used to, in the Luxembourg. We are absolutely resolved to be happy. And you shall be included in it, in our happiness, do you hear, father? Come, will you breakfast with us to-day?", "pos": 3013436}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Sir. I have something to say to you. I am an ex-convict.", "pos": 3014396}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "There is nothing the matter with my hand. There has not been anything the matter with it. It was fitting that I should be absent from your marriage. I absented myself as much as was in my power. So I invented this injury in order that I might not commit a forgery, that I might not introduce a flaw into the marriage documents, in order that I might escape from signing.", "pos": 3015177}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What is the meaning of this?", "pos": 3015699}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "The meaning of it is, that I have been in the galleys.", "pos": 3015730}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "You are driving me mad!", "pos": 3015811}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Monsieur Pontmercy. I was nineteen years in the galleys. For theft. Then, I was condemned for life for theft, for a second offence. At the present moment, I have broken my ban.", "pos": 3015865}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Say all, say all! You are Cosette’s father!", "pos": 3016445}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "It is necessary that you should believe me here, sir; although our oath to others may not be received in law . . . . . . You will believe me. I the father of Cosette! before God, no. Monsieur le Baron Pontmercy, I am a peasant of Faverolles. I earned my living by pruning trees. My name is not Fauchelevent, but Jean Valjean. I am not related to Cosette. Reassure yourself.", "pos": 3016687}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Who will prove that to me?", "pos": 3017218}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I. Since I tell you so.", "pos": 3017247}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I believe you,", "pos": 3017451}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What am I to Cosette? A passer-by. Ten years ago, I did not know that she was in existence. I love her, it is true. One loves a child whom one has seen when very young, being old oneself. When one is old, one feels oneself a grandfather towards all little children. You may, it seems to me, suppose that I have something which resembles a heart. She was an orphan. Without either father or mother. She needed me. That is why I began to love her. Children are so weak that the first comer, even a man like me, can become their protector. I have fulfilled this duty towards Cosette. I do not think that so slight a thing can be called a good action; but if it be a good action, well, say that I have done it. Register this attenuating circumstance. To-day, Cosette passes out of my life; our two roads part. Henceforth, I can do nothing for her. She is Madame Pontmercy. Her providence has changed. And Cosette gains by the change. All is well. As for the six hundred thousand francs, you do not mention them to me, but I forestall your thought, they are a deposit. How did that deposit come into my hands? What does that matter? I restore the deposit. Nothing more can be demanded of me. I complete the restitution by announcing my true name. That concerns me. I have a reason for desiring that you should know who I am.", "pos": 3017555}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "But why, do you tell me all this? Who forces you to do so? You could have kept your secret to yourself. You are neither denounced, nor tracked nor pursued. You have a reason for wantonly making such a revelation. Conclude. There is something more. In what connection do you make this confession? What is your motive?", "pos": 3019495}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "My motive? From what motive, in fact, has this convict just said ‘I am a convict’? Well, yes! the motive is strange. It is out of honesty. Stay, the unfortunate point is that I have a thread in my heart, which keeps me fast. It is when one is old that that sort of thread is particularly solid. All life falls in ruin around one; one resists. Had I been able to tear out that thread, to break it, to undo the knot or to cut it, to go far away, I should have been safe. I had only to go away; there are diligences in the Rue Bouloy; you are happy; I am going. I have tried to break that thread, I have jerked at it, it would not break, I tore my heart with it. Then I said: ‘I cannot live anywhere else than here.’ I must stay. Well, yes, you are right, I am a fool, why not simply remain here? You offer me a chamber in this house, Madame Pontmercy is sincerely attached to me, she said to the armchair: ‘Stretch out your arms to him,’ your grandfather demands nothing better than to have me, I suit him, we shall live together, and take our meals in common, I shall give Cosette my arm . . . Madame Pontmercy, excuse me, it is a habit, we shall have but one roof, one table, one fire, the same chimney-corner in winter, the same promenade in summer, that is joy, that is happiness, that is everything. We shall live as one family. One family! As one family! No. I belong to no family. I do not belong to yours. I do not belong to any family of men. In houses where people are among themselves, I am superfluous. There are families, but there is nothing of the sort for me. I am an unlucky wretch; I am left outside. Did I have a father and mother? I almost doubt it. On the day when I gave that child in marriage, all came to an end. I have seen her happy, and that she is with a man whom she loves, and that there exists here a kind old man, a household of two angels, and all joys in that house, and that it was well, I said to myself: ‘Enter thou not.’ I could have lied, it is true, have deceived you all, and remained Monsieur Fauchelevent. So long as it was for her, I could lie; but now it would be for myself, and I must not. It was sufficient for me to hold my peace, it is true, and all would go on. You ask me what has forced me to speak? a very odd thing; my conscience. To hold my peace was very easy, however. I passed the night in trying to persuade myself to it; you questioned me, and what I have just said to you is so extraordinary that you have the right to do it; well, yes, I have passed the night in alleging reasons to myself, and I gave myself very good reasons, I have done what I could. But there are two things in which I have not succeeded; in breaking the thread that holds me fixed, riveted and sealed here by the heart, or in silencing some one who speaks softly to me when I am alone. That is why I have come hither to tell you everything this morning. Everything or nearly everything. It is useless to tell you that which concerns only myself; I keep that to myself. You know the essential points. So I have taken my mystery and have brought it to you. And I have disembowelled my secret before your eyes. It was not a resolution that was easy to take. I struggled all night long. Ah! you think that I did not tell myself that this was no Champmathieu affair, that by concealing my name I was doing no one any injury, that the name of Fauchelevent had been given to me by Fauchelevent himself, out of gratitude for a service rendered to him, and that I might assuredly keep it, and that I should be happy in that chamber which you offer me, that I should not be in any one’s way, that I should be in my own little corner, and that, while you would have Cosette, I should have the idea that I was in the same house with her. Each one of us would have had his share of happiness. If I continued to be Monsieur Fauchelevent, that would arrange everything. Yes, with the exception of my soul. There was joy everywhere upon my surface, but the bottom of my soul remained black. It is not enough to be happy, one must be content. Thus I should have remained Monsieur Fauchelevent, thus I should have concealed my true visage, thus, in the presence of your expansion, I should have had an enigma, thus, in the midst of your full noonday, I should have had shadows, thus, without crying ‘’ware,’ I should have simply introduced the galleys to your fireside, I should have taken my seat at your table with the thought that if you knew who I was, you would drive me from it, I should have allowed myself to be served by domestics who, had they known, would have said: ‘How horrible!’ I should have touched you with my elbow, which you have a right to dislike, I should have filched your clasps of the hand! There would have existed in your house a division of respect between venerable white locks and tainted white locks; at your most intimate hours, when all hearts thought themselves open to the very bottom to all the rest, when we four were together, your grandfather, you two and myself, a stranger would have been present! I should have been side by side with you in your existence, having for my only care not to disarrange the cover of my dreadful pit. Thus, I, a dead man, should have thrust myself upon you who are living beings. I should have condemned her to myself forever. You and Cosette and I would have had all three of our heads in the green cap! Does it not make you shudder? I am only the most crushed of men; I should have been the most monstrous of men. And I should have committed that crime every day! And I should have had that face of night upon my visage every day! every day! And I should have communicated to you a share in my taint every day! every day! to you, my dearly beloved, my children, to you, my innocent creatures! Is it nothing to hold one’s peace? is it a simple matter to keep silence? No, it is not simple. There is a silence which lies. And my lie, and my fraud and my indignity, and my cowardice and my treason and my crime, I should have drained drop by drop, I should have spit it out, then swallowed it again, I should have finished at midnight and have begun again at midday, and my ‘good morning’ would have lied, and my ‘good night’ would have lied, and I should have slept on it, I should have eaten it, with my bread, and I should have looked Cosette in the face, and I should have responded to the smile of the angel by the smile of the damned soul, and I should have been an abominable villain! Why should I do it? in order to be happy. In order to be happy. Have I the right to be happy? I stand outside of life, sir. You ask why I speak? I am neither denounced, nor pursued, nor tracked, you say. Yes! I am denounced! yes! I am tracked! By whom? By myself. It is I who bar the passage to myself, and I drag myself, and I push myself, and I arrest myself, and I execute myself, and when one holds oneself, one is firmly held. Do you see that fist? Don’t you think that it holds that collar in such a wise as not to release it? Well! conscience is another grasp! If one desires to be happy, sir, one must never understand duty; for, as soon as one has comprehended it, it is implacable. One would say that it punished you for comprehending it; but no, it rewards you; for it places you in a hell, where you feel God beside you. One has no sooner lacerated his own entrails than he is at peace with himself. Monsieur Pontmercy, this is not common sense, I am an honest man. It is by degrading myself in your eyes that I elevate myself in my own. This has happened to me once before, but it was less painful then; it was a mere nothing. Yes, an honest man. I should not be so if, through my fault, you had continued to esteem me; now that you despise me, I am so. I have that fatality hanging over me that, not being able to ever have anything but stolen consideration, that consideration humiliates me, and crushes me inwardly, and, in order that I may respect myself, it is necessary that I should be despised. Then I straighten up again. I am a galley-slave who obeys his conscience. I know well that that is most improbable. But what would you have me do about it? it is the fact. I have entered into engagements with myself; I keep them. There are encounters which bind us, there are chances which involve us in duties. You see, Monsieur Pontmercy, various things have happened to me in the course of my life. When one has such a horror hanging over one, one has not the right to make others share it without their knowledge, one has not the right to make them slip over one’s own precipice without their perceiving it, one has not the right to let one’s red blouse drag upon them, one has no right to slyly encumber with one’s misery the happiness of others. It is hideous to approach those who are healthy, and to touch them in the dark with one’s ulcer. In spite of the fact that Fauchelevent lent me his name, I have no right to use it; he could give it to me, but I could not take it. A name is an I. You see, sir, that I have thought somewhat, I have read a little, although I am a peasant; and you see that I express myself properly. I understand things. I have procured myself an education. Well, yes, to abstract a name and to place oneself under it is dishonest. Letters of the alphabet can be filched, like a purse or a watch. To be a false signature in flesh and blood, to be a living false key, to enter the house of honest people by picking their lock, never more to look straightforward, to forever eye askance, to be infamous within the I, no! no! no! no! no! It is better to suffer, to bleed, to weep, to tear one’s skin from the flesh with one’s nails, to pass nights writhing in anguish, to devour oneself body and soul. That is why I have just told you all this. Wantonly, as you say. In days gone by, I stole a loaf of bread in order to live; to-day, in order to live, I will not steal a name.", "pos": 3019830}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "To live! You do not need that name in order to live?", "pos": 3030608}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Ah! I understand the matter. While, at present, I am relieved. I drag my leg a little. Now you understand why! And now, sir, imagine this: I have said nothing, I have remained Monsieur Fauchelevent, I have taken my place in your house, I am one of you, I am in my chamber, I come to breakfast in the morning in slippers, in the evening all three of us go to the play, I accompany Madame Pontmercy to the Tuileries, and to the Place Royale, we are together, you think me your equal; one fine day you are there, and I am there, we are conversing, we are laughing; all at once, you hear a voice shouting this name: ‘Jean Valjean!’ and behold, that terrible hand, the police, darts from the darkness, and abruptly tears off my mask! What do you say to that? You see that I am right in not holding my peace. Be happy, be in heaven, be the angel of an angel, exist in the sun, be content therewith, and do not trouble yourself about the means which a poor damned wretch takes to open his breast and force his duty to come forth; you have before you, sir, a wretched man.", "pos": 3030685}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "My grandfather has friends. I will procure your pardon.", "pos": 3032916}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "It is useless. I am believed to be dead, and that suffices. The dead are not subjected to surveillance. They are supposed to rot in peace. Death is the same thing as pardon. Moreover, the friend to whom I have recourse is the doing of my duty; and I need but one pardon, that of my conscience.", "pos": 3032989}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "I will wager that you are talking politics. How stupid that is, instead of being with me!", "pos": 3033856}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Cosette! . . .", "pos": 3033972}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "I have caught you in the very act. Just now, I heard my father Fauchelevent through the door saying: ‘Conscience . . . doing my duty . . .’ That is politics, indeed it is. I will not have it. People should not talk politics the very next day. It is not right.", "pos": 3034190}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "You are mistaken. Cosette, we are talking business. We are discussing the best investment of your six hundred thousand francs . . .", "pos": 3034468}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "That is not it at all. I am coming. Does anybody want me here? There was once a King and a Queen. Oh! how happy I am! There. I am going to install myself near you in an easy-chair, we breakfast in half an hour, you shall say anything you like, I know well that men must talk, and I will be very good.", "pos": 3034617}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "We are talking business.", "pos": 3035513}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "By the way. I have opened my window, a flock of pierrots has arrived in the garden,—Birds, not maskers. To-day is Ash-Wednesday; but not for the birds.", "pos": 3035540}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I tell you that we are talking business, go, my little Cosette, leave us alone for a moment. We are talking figures. That will bore you.", "pos": 3035710}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "You have a charming cravat on this morning, Marius. You are very dandified, monseigneur. No, it will not bore me.", "pos": 3035849}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I assure you that it will bore you.", "pos": 3035965}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "No. Since it is you. I shall not understand you, but I shall listen to you. When one hears the voices of those whom one loves, one does not need to understand the words that they utter. That we should be here together—that is all that I desire. I shall remain with you, bah!", "pos": 3036003}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "You are my beloved Cosette! Impossible.", "pos": 3036280}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Impossible!", "pos": 3036322}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 3036336}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Very good. I was going to tell you some news. I could have told you that your grandfather is still asleep, that your aunt is at mass, that the chimney in my father Fauchelevent’s room smokes, that Nicolette has sent for the chimney-sweep, that Toussaint and Nicolette have already quarrelled, that Nicolette makes sport of Toussaint’s stammer. Well, you shall know nothing. Ah! it is impossible? you shall see, gentlemen, that I, in my turn, can say: It is impossible. Then who will be caught? I beseech you, my little Marius, let me stay here with you two.", "pos": 3036342}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I swear to you, that it is indispensable that we should be alone.", "pos": 3036918}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Well, am I anybody? In the first place, father, I want you to come and embrace me. What do you mean by not saying anything instead of taking my part? who gave me such a father as that? You must perceive that my family life is very unhappy. My husband beats me. Come, embrace me instantly. As for you, I shall make a face at you. Father, you are pale. Does your arm hurt you?", "pos": 3036986}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "It is well,", "pos": 3037595}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Did you sleep badly?", "pos": 3037628}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "No.", "pos": 3037651}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Are you sad?", "pos": 3037657}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "No.", "pos": 3037672}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Embrace me if you are well, if you sleep well, if you are content, I will not scold you. Smile. Now, defend me against my husband.", "pos": 3037678}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Cosette! . . .", "pos": 3037980}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Get angry, father. Say that I must stay. You can certainly talk before me. So you think me very silly. What you say is astonishing! business, placing money in a bank a great matter truly. Men make mysteries out of nothing. I am very pretty this morning. Look at me, Marius.", "pos": 3038016}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I love you!", "pos": 3038397}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "I adore you! Now. I shall stay.", "pos": 3038424}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "No, not that. We have to finish something.", "pos": 3038614}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Still no?", "pos": 3038698}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I assure you, Cosette, that it is impossible.", "pos": 3038739}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Ah! you put on your man’s voice, sir. That is well, I go. You, father, have not upheld me. Monsieur my father, monsieur my husband, you are tyrants. I shall go and tell grandpapa. If you think that I am going to return and talk platitudes to you, you are mistaken. I am proud. I shall wait for you now. You shall see, that it is you who are going to be bored without me. I am going, it is well. I am very angry indeed.", "pos": 3038787}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Poor Cosette! when she finds out . . .", "pos": 3039594}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Cosette! oh yes, it is true, you are going to tell Cosette about this. That is right. Stay, I had not thought of that. One has the strength for one thing, but not for another. Sir, I conjure you, I entreat now, sir, give me your most sacred word of honor, that you will not tell her. Is it not enough that you should know it? I have been able to say it myself without being forced to it, I could have told it to the universe, to the whole world,—it was all one to me. But she, she does not know what it is, it would terrify her. What, a convict! we should be obliged to explain matters to her, to say to her: ‘He is a man who has been in the galleys.’ She saw the chain-gang pass by one day. Oh! My God!", "pos": 3039737}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Oh! would that I could die!", "pos": 3040973}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Be at your ease. I will keep your secret for myself alone. It is impossible that I should not speak a word to you with regard to the deposit which you have so faithfully and honestly remitted. That is an act of probity. It is just that some recompense should be bestowed on you. Fix the sum yourself, it shall be counted out to you. Do not fear to set it very high.", "pos": 3041003}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I thank you, sir. All is nearly over. But one last thing remains for me . . .", "pos": 3041838}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What is it?", "pos": 3042087}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Now that you know, do you think, sir, you, who are the master, that I ought not to see Cosette any more?", "pos": 3042227}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I think that would be better,", "pos": 3042334}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I shall never see her more. Stay, sir. If you will allow it, I will come to see her. I assure you that I desire it greatly. If I had not cared to see Cosette, I should not have made to you the confession that I have made, I should have gone away; but, as I desired to remain in the place where Cosette is, and to continue to see her, I had to tell you about it honestly. You follow my reasoning, do you not? it is a matter easily understood. You see, I have had her with me for more than nine years. We lived first in that hut on the boulevard, then in the convent, then near the Luxembourg. That was where you saw her for the first time. You remember her blue plush hat. Then we went to the Quartier des Invalides, where there was a railing on a garden, the Rue Plumet. I lived in a little back court-yard, whence I could hear her piano. That was my life. We never left each other. That lasted for nine years and some months. I was like her own father, and she was my child. I do not know whether you understand, Monsieur Pontmercy, but to go away now, never to see her again, never to speak to her again, to no longer have anything, would be hard. If you do not disapprove of it, I will come to see Cosette from time to time. I will not come often. I will not remain long. You shall give orders that I am to be received in the little waiting-room. On the ground floor. I could enter perfectly well by the back door, but that might create surprise perhaps, and it would be better, I think, for me to enter by the usual door. Truly, sir, I should like to see a little more of Cosette. As rarely as you please. Put yourself in my place, I have nothing left but that. And then, we must be cautious. If I no longer come at all, it would produce a bad effect, it would be considered singular. What I can do, by the way, is to come in the afternoon, when night is beginning to fall.", "pos": 3042389}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "You shall come every evening, and Cosette will be waiting for you.", "pos": 3044709}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "You are kind, sir,", "pos": 3044793}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I am nothing to Cosette. Ten years ago I did not know that she was in existence.", "pos": 3056917}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "You are confessing me,", "pos": 3059376}
{"speaker": "Basque", "text": "Monsieur le Baron has charged me to inquire whether monsieur desires to go upstairs or to remain below?", "pos": 3063800}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I will remain below,", "pos": 3063906}
{"speaker": "Basque", "text": "I will go and inform Madame.", "pos": 3064035}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Well, father, I knew that you were peculiar, but I never should have expected this. What an idea! Marius told me that you wish me to receive you here.", "pos": 3065862}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Yes, it is my wish.", "pos": 3066036}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "I expected that reply. Good. I warn you that I am going to make a scene for you. Let us begin at the beginning. Embrace me, father. You do not stir. I take note of it. Attitude of guilt. But never mind, I pardon you. Jesus Christ said: Offer the other cheek. Here it is. This is becoming serious. What have I done to you? I declare that I am perplexed. You owe me reparation. You will dine with us.", "pos": 3066058}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I have dined.", "pos": 3066664}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "That is not true. I will get M. Gillenormand to scold you. Grandfathers are made to reprimand fathers. Come. Go upstairs with me to the drawing-room. Immediately.", "pos": 3066680}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Impossible.", "pos": 3066845}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "But why? and you choose the ugliest chamber in the house in which to see me. It’s horrible here.", "pos": 3066943}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Thou knowest . . . You know, madame, that I am peculiar, I have my freaks.", "pos": 3067042}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Madame! . . . You know! . . . more novelties! What is the meaning of this?", "pos": 3067193}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "You wished to be Madame. You are so.", "pos": 3067364}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Not for you, father.", "pos": 3067403}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Do not call me father.", "pos": 3067426}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "What?", "pos": 3067451}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Call me ‘Monsieur Jean.’ ‘Jean,’ if you like.", "pos": 3067459}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "You are no longer my father? I am no longer Cosette? ‘Monsieur Jean’? What does this mean? why, these are revolutions, aren’t they? what has taken place? come, look me in the face. And you won’t live with us! And you won’t have my chamber! What have I done to you? Has anything happened?", "pos": 3067507}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Nothing.", "pos": 3067797}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Well then?", "pos": 3067808}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Everything is as usual.", "pos": 3067821}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Why do you change your name?", "pos": 3067847}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "You have changed yours, surely. Since you are Madame Pontmercy, I certainly can be Monsieur Jean.", "pos": 3067878}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "I don’t understand anything about it. All this is idiotic. I shall ask permission of my husband for you to be ‘Monsieur Jean.’ I hope that he will not consent to it. You cause me a great deal of pain. One does have freaks, but one does not cause one’s little Cosette grief. That is wrong. You have no right to be wicked, you who are so good. Oh! be good! This is what I call being good: being nice and coming and living here,—there are birds here as there are in the Rue Plumet,—living with us, quitting that hole of a Rue de l’Homme Armé, not giving us riddles to guess, being like all the rest of the world, dining with us, breakfasting with us, being my father.", "pos": 3068037}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "You no longer need a father, you have a husband.", "pos": 3068974}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "I no longer need a father! One really does not know what to say to things like that, which are not common sense!", "pos": 3069047}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "If Toussaint were here, she would be the first to agree that it is true that I have always had ways of my own. There is nothing new in this. I always have loved my black corner.", "pos": 3069162}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "But it is cold here. One cannot see distinctly. It is abominable, that it is, to wish to be Monsieur Jean! I will not have you say ‘you’ to me.", "pos": 3069449}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Just now, as I was coming hither. I saw a piece of furniture in the Rue Saint Louis. It was at a cabinet-maker’s. If I were a pretty woman, I would treat myself to that bit of furniture. A very neat toilet table in the reigning style. What you call rosewood, I think. It is inlaid. The mirror is quite large. There are drawers. It is pretty.", "pos": 3069594}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Hou! the villainous bear! I am furious. Ever since yesterday, you have made me rage, all of you. I am greatly vexed. I don’t understand. You do not defend me against Marius. Marius will not uphold me against you. I am all alone. I arrange a chamber prettily. If I could have put the good God there I would have done it. My chamber is left on my hands. My lodger sends me into bankruptcy. I order a nice little dinner of Nicolette. We will have nothing to do with your dinner, Madame. And my father Fauchelevent wants me to call him ‘Monsieur Jean,’ and to receive him in a frightful, old, ugly cellar, where the walls have beards, and where the crystal consists of empty bottles, and the curtains are of spiders’ webs! You are singular, I admit, that is your style, but people who get married are granted a truce. You ought not to have begun being singular again instantly. So you are going to be perfectly contented in your abominable Rue de l’Homme Armé. I was very desperate indeed there, that I was. What have you against me? You cause me a great deal of grief. Fi! Are you angry with me because I am happy?", "pos": 3069962}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Her happiness was the object of my life. Now God may sign my dismissal. Cosette, thou art happy; my day is over.", "pos": 3071642}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Ah, you have said thou to me! Thanks, father! Well?", "pos": 3071757}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I leave you, Madame, they are waiting for you. I have said thou to you. Tell your husband that this shall not happen again. Pardon me.", "pos": 3072149}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Monsieur Jean.", "pos": 3072675}
{"speaker": "Toussaint", "text": "Monsieur has always been like that,", "pos": 3073579}
{"speaker": "the grandfather", "text": "He’s an original. Nothing is more common than those originals. They do all sorts of queer things. They have no reason. The Marquis de Canaples was still worse. He bought a palace that he might lodge in the garret. These are fantastic appearances that people affect.", "pos": 3073667}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "father", "pos": 3076618}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "You used to be my father, you are no longer my father, you were my uncle, you are no longer my uncle, you were Monsieur Fauchelevent, you are Jean. Who are you then? I don’t like all this. If I did not know how good you are, I should be afraid of you.", "pos": 3077133}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Say Jean.", "pos": 3077958}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Ah! truly. Monsieur Jean.", "pos": 3077970}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "That is right,", "pos": 3078038}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "My father! father", "pos": 3078363}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "We said that we would go back to take a look at our garden in the Rue Plumet. Let us go thither. We must not be ungrateful.", "pos": 3079689}
{"speaker": "Basque", "text": "Madame went out with Monsieur and has not yet returned,", "pos": 3080309}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "their garden lived a whole day in her past", "pos": 3080537}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "In what way did you go thither?", "pos": 3080712}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "On foot.", "pos": 3080771}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "And how did you return?", "pos": 3080782}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "In a hackney carriage.", "pos": 3080808}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Why do you not have a carriage of your own? A pretty coupé would only cost you five hundred francs a month. You are rich.", "pos": 3081047}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "I don’t know,", "pos": 3081171}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "It is like Toussaint. She is gone. You have not replaced her. Why?", "pos": 3081204}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Nicolette suffices.", "pos": 3081297}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "But you ought to have a maid.", "pos": 3081319}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Have I not Marius?", "pos": 3081351}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "You ought to have a house of your own, your own servants, a carriage, a box at the theatre. There is nothing too fine for you. Why not profit by your riches? Wealth adds to happiness.", "pos": 3081372}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Hello! No fire. It is perfectly simple. It is April. The cold weather has ceased.", "pos": 3082721}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Heavens! how cold it is here!", "pos": 3082867}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Why, no,", "pos": 3082935}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Was it you who told Basque not to make a fire then?", "pos": 3082965}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Yes, since we are now in the month of May.", "pos": 3083019}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "But we have a fire until June. One is needed all the year in this cellar.", "pos": 3083064}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I thought that a fire was unnecessary.", "pos": 3083140}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "That is exactly like one of your ideas!", "pos": 3083181}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What is the meaning of this?", "pos": 3083361}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "My husband said a queer thing to me yesterday.", "pos": 3083667}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "What was it?", "pos": 3083716}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Cosette, we have an income of thirty thousand livres. Twenty-seven that you own, and three that my grandfather gives me. father That makes thirty. Would you have the courage to live on the three thousand? Yes, on nothing. Provided that it was with you. Why do you say that to me? I wanted to know.", "pos": 3083747}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Ah, what’s this! no chairs! Where are the armchairs?", "pos": 3085249}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "They are no longer here,", "pos": 3085340}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "This is too much!", "pos": 3085389}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "It was I who told Basque to remove them.", "pos": 3085433}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "And your reason?", "pos": 3085476}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I have only a few minutes to stay to-day.", "pos": 3085495}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "A brief stay is no reason for remaining standing.", "pos": 3085539}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I think that Basque needed the chairs for the drawing-room.", "pos": 3085591}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Why?", "pos": 3085653}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "You have company this evening, no doubt.", "pos": 3085660}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "We expect no one. To have the chairs carried off! The other day you had the fire put out. How odd you are!", "pos": 3085703}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Adieu!", "pos": 3085888}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Why. Monsieur Jean has not been here today.", "pos": 3086155}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Madame must remember that it was his custom to take trips from time to time. They were not to worry about him. They were not to think of him. It is two days since I have been there,", "pos": 3086828}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "He is an innocent.", "pos": 3091160}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "He is absent, I think. Did not he say that he was setting out on a journey?", "pos": 3094423}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "That is true. He had a habit of disappearing in this fashion. But not for so long.", "pos": 3094501}
{"speaker": "Portress", "text": "But you ate nothing yesterday, poor, dear man!", "pos": 3096692}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Certainly I did,", "pos": 3096741}
{"speaker": "Portress", "text": "The plate is quite full.", "pos": 3096782}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Look at the water jug. It is empty.", "pos": 3096809}
{"speaker": "Portress", "text": "That proves that you have drunk; it does not prove that you have eaten.", "pos": 3096847}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Well, what if I felt hungry only for water?", "pos": 3096921}
{"speaker": "Portress", "text": "That is called thirst, and, when one does not eat at the same time, it is called fever.", "pos": 3096988}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I will eat to-morrow.", "pos": 3097078}
{"speaker": "Portress", "text": "Or at Trinity day. Why not to-day? Is it the thing to say: ‘I will eat to-morrow’? The idea of leaving my platter without even touching it! My lady-finger potatoes were so good!", "pos": 3097102}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I promise you that I will eat them,", "pos": 3097322}
{"speaker": "Portress", "text": "I am not pleased with you,", "pos": 3097394}
{"speaker": "Portress", "text": "The good man upstairs yonder does not get up, he no longer eats, he will not last long. That man has his sorrows, that he has. You won’t get it out of my head that his daughter has made a bad marriage.", "pos": 3097979}
{"speaker": "Porter", "text": "If he’s rich, let him have a doctor. If he is not rich, let him go without. If he has no doctor he will die.", "pos": 3098241}
{"speaker": "Portress", "text": "And if he has one?", "pos": 3098352}
{"speaker": "Porter", "text": "He will die,", "pos": 3098373}
{"speaker": "Portress", "text": "It’s a shame. Such a neat old man! He’s as white as a chicken. It’s on the second floor. You have only to enter. As the good man no longer stirs from his bed, the door is always unlocked. Well, doctor?", "pos": 3098550}
{"speaker": "Doctor", "text": "Your sick man is very ill indeed.", "pos": 3099013}
{"speaker": "Portress", "text": "What is the matter with him?", "pos": 3099049}
{"speaker": "Doctor", "text": "Everything and nothing. He is a man who, to all appearances, has lost some person who is dear to him. People die of that.", "pos": 3099080}
{"speaker": "Portress", "text": "What did he say to you?", "pos": 3099204}
{"speaker": "Doctor", "text": "He told me that he was in good health.", "pos": 3099230}
{"speaker": "Portress", "text": "Shall you come again, doctor?", "pos": 3099271}
{"speaker": "Doctor", "text": "Yes. But some one else besides must come.", "pos": 3099303}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Cosette, I bless thee. I am going to explain to thee. Thy husband was right in giving me to understand that I ought to go away; but there is a little error in what he believed, though he was in the right. He is excellent. Love him well even after I am dead. Monsieur Pontmercy, love my darling child well. Cosette, this paper will be found; this is what I wish to say to thee, thou wilt see the figures, if I have the strength to recall them, listen well, this money is really thine. Here is the whole matter: White jet comes from Norway, black jet comes from England, black glass jewellery comes from Germany. Jet is the lightest, the most precious, the most costly. Imitations can be made in France as well as in Germany. What is needed is a little anvil two inches square, and a lamp burning spirits of wine to soften the wax. The wax was formerly made with resin and lampblack, and cost four livres the pound. I invented a way of making it with gum shellac and turpentine. It does not cost more than thirty sous, and is much better. Buckles are made with a violet glass which is stuck fast, by means of this wax, to a little framework of black iron. The glass must be violet for iron jewellery, and black for gold jewellery. Spain buys a great deal of it. It is the country of jet . . . Oh! all is over. I shall never see her more. She is a smile which passed over me. I am about to plunge into the night without even seeing her again. Oh! one minute, one instant, to hear her voice, to touch her dress, to gaze upon her, upon her, the angel! and then to die! It is nothing to die, what is frightful is to die without seeing her. She would smile on me, she would say a word to me, would that do any harm to any one? No, all is over, and forever. Here I am all alone. My God! My God! I shall never see her again!", "pos": 3103197}
{"speaker": "Basque", "text": "The person who wrote the letter is in the antechamber.", "pos": 3105561}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Monsieur le Baron:—If the Supreme Being had given me the talents, I might have been baron Thénard, member of the Institute , but I am not. I only bear the same as him, happy if this memory recommends me to the eccellence of your kindnesses. The benefit with which you will honor me will be reciprocle. I am in possession of a secret concerning an individual. This individual concerns you. I hold the secret at your disposal desiring to have the honor to be huseful to you. I will furnish you with the simple means of driving from your honorabel family that individual who has no right there, madame la baronne being of lofty birth. The sanctuary of virtue cannot cohabit longer with crime without abdicating.", "pos": 3106873}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Show the man in,", "pos": 3108275}
{"speaker": "Basque", "text": "Monsieur Thénard.", "pos": 3108325}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What do you want?", "pos": 3112889}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "It seems to me impossible that I should not have already had the honor of seeing Monsieur le Baron in society. I think I actually did meet monsieur personally, several years ago, at the house of Madame la Princesse Bagration and in the drawing-rooms of his Lordship the Vicomte Dambray, peer of France.", "pos": 3113014}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I know neither Madame Bagration nor M. Dambray. I have never set foot in the house of either of them in my life.", "pos": 3113667}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Then it must have been at Chateaubriand’s that I have seen Monsieur! I know Chateaubriand very well. He is very affable. He sometimes says to me: ‘Thénard, my friend . . . won’t you drink a glass of wine with me?’", "pos": 3113883}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I have never had the honor of being received by M. de Chateaubriand. Let us cut it short. What do you want?", "pos": 3114139}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Monsieur le Baron, deign to listen to me. There is in America, in a district near Panama, a village called la Joya. That village is composed of a single house, a large, square house of three stories, built of bricks dried in the sun, each side of the square five hundred feet in length, each story retreating twelve feet back of the story below, in such a manner as to leave in front a terrace which makes the circuit of the edifice, in the centre an inner court where the provisions and munitions are kept; no windows, loopholes, no doors, ladders, ladders to mount from the ground to the first terrace, and from the first to the second, and from the second to the third, ladders to descend into the inner court, no doors to the chambers, trap-doors, no staircases to the chambers, ladders; in the evening the traps are closed, the ladders are withdrawn, carbines and blunderbusses trained from the loopholes; no means of entering, a house by day, a citadel by night, eight hundred inhabitants,—that is the village. Why so many precautions? because the country is dangerous; it is full of cannibals. Then why do people go there? because the country is marvellous; gold is found there.", "pos": 3114290}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What are you driving at?", "pos": 3115478}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "At this, Monsieur le Baron. I am an old and weary diplomat. Ancient civilization has thrown me on my own devices. I want to try savages.", "pos": 3115575}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Well?", "pos": 3115714}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Monsieur le Baron, egotism is the law of the world. The proletarian peasant woman, who toils by the day, turns round when the diligence passes by, the peasant proprietress, who toils in her field, does not turn round. The dog of the poor man barks at the rich man, the dog of the rich man barks at the poor man. Each one for himself. Self-interest—that’s the object of men. Gold, that’s the loadstone.", "pos": 3115722}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What then? Finish.", "pos": 3116126}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "I should like to go and establish myself at la Joya. There are three of us. I have my spouse and my young lady; a very beautiful girl. The journey is long and costly. I need a little money.", "pos": 3116147}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What concern is that of mine?", "pos": 3116339}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Has not Monsieur le Baron perused my letter?", "pos": 3116517}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "State the case precisely.", "pos": 3117021}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "So be it, Monsieur le Baron. I will be precise. I have a secret to sell to you.", "pos": 3117236}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "A secret?", "pos": 3117318}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "A secret.", "pos": 3117330}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Which concerns me?", "pos": 3117342}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Somewhat.", "pos": 3117363}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What is the secret?", "pos": 3117375}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "I commence gratis. You will see that I am interesting.", "pos": 3117461}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Speak.", "pos": 3117539}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Monsieur le Baron, you have in your house a thief and an assassin.", "pos": 3117548}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "In my house? no,", "pos": 3117635}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "An assassin and a thief. Remark, Monsieur le Baron, that I do not here speak of ancient deeds, deeds of the past which have lapsed, which can be effaced by limitation before the law and by repentance before God. I speak of recent deeds, of actual facts as still unknown to justice at this hour. I continue. This man has insinuated himself into your confidence, and almost into your family under a false name. I am about to tell you his real name. And to tell it to you for nothing.", "pos": 3117734}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I am listening.", "pos": 3118218}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "His name is Jean Valjean.", "pos": 3118236}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I know it.", "pos": 3118264}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "I am going to tell you, equally for nothing, who he is.", "pos": 3118277}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Say on.", "pos": 3118335}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "He is an ex-convict.", "pos": 3118345}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I know it.", "pos": 3118368}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "You know it since I have had the honor of telling you.", "pos": 3118381}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "No. I knew it before.", "pos": 3118438}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "I will not permit myself to contradict Monsieur le Baron. In any case, you ought to perceive that I am well informed. Now what I have to tell you is known to myself alone. This concerns the fortune of Madame la Baronne. It is an extraordinary secret. It is for sale—I make you the first offer of it. Cheap. Twenty thousand francs.", "pos": 3119033}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I know that secret as well as the others,", "pos": 3119366}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Monsieur le Baron, say ten thousand francs and I will speak.", "pos": 3119488}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I repeat to you that there is nothing which you can tell me. I know what you wish to say to me.", "pos": 3119551}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "But I must dine to-day, nevertheless. It is an extraordinary secret, I tell you. Monsieur le Baron, I will speak. I speak. Give me twenty francs.", "pos": 3119703}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I know your extraordinary secret, just as I knew Jean Valjean’s name, just as I know your name.", "pos": 3119881}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "My name?", "pos": 3119979}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Yes.", "pos": 3119990}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "That is not difficult, Monsieur le Baron. I had the honor to write to you and to tell it to you. Thénard.", "pos": 3119997}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "—Dier.", "pos": 3120105}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Hey?", "pos": 3120114}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Thénardier.", "pos": 3120121}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Who’s that?", "pos": 3120135}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "You are also Jondrette the workman, Fabantou the comedian, Genflot the poet, Don Alvarès the Spaniard, and Mistress Balizard.", "pos": 3120367}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Mistress what?", "pos": 3120495}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "And you kept a pot-house at Montfermeil.", "pos": 3120512}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "A pot-house! Never.", "pos": 3120555}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "And I tell you that your name is Thénardier.", "pos": 3120577}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "I deny it.", "pos": 3120624}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "And that you are a rascal. Here.", "pos": 3120637}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Thanks! Pardon me! five hundred francs! Monsieur le Baron! Five hundred francs! An honest rustler. Well, so be it! Let us put ourselves at our ease.", "pos": 3120742}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Monsieur le Baron is infallible, I am Thénardier.", "pos": 3121600}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Thénardier, I have told you your name. Now, would you like to have me tell you your secret—the one that you came here to reveal to me? I have information of my own, also. You shall see that I know more about it than you do. Jean Valjean, as you have said, is an assassin and a thief. A thief, because he robbed a wealthy manufacturer, whose ruin he brought about. An assassin, because he assassinated police-agent Javert.", "pos": 3126361}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "I don’t understand, sir,", "pos": 3126785}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I will make myself intelligible. In a certain arrondissement of the Pas de Calais, there was, in 1822, a man who had fallen out with justice, and who, under the name of M. Madeleine, had regained his status and rehabilitated himself. This man had become a just man in the full force of the term. In a trade, the manufacture of black glass goods, he made the fortune of an entire city. As far as his personal fortune was concerned he made that also, but as a secondary matter, and in some sort, by accident. He was the foster-father of the poor. He founded hospitals, opened schools, visited the sick, dowered young girls, supported widows, and adopted orphans; he was like the guardian angel of the country. He refused the cross, he was appointed Mayor. A liberated convict knew the secret of a penalty incurred by this man in former days; he denounced him, and had him arrested, and profited by the arrest to come to Paris and cause the banker Laffitte,—I have the fact from the cashier himself,—by means of a false signature, to hand over to him the sum of over half a million which belonged to M. Madeleine. This convict who robbed M. Madeleine was Jean Valjean. As for the other fact, you have nothing to tell me about it either. Jean Valjean killed the agent Javert; he shot him with a pistol. I, the person who is speaking to you, was present.", "pos": 3126835}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Monsieur le Baron, we are on the wrong track.", "pos": 3128538}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What! do you dispute that? These are facts.", "pos": 3128674}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "They are chimæras. The confidence with which Monsieur le Baron honors me renders it my duty to tell him so. Truth and justice before all things. I do not like to see folks accused unjustly. Monsieur le Baron, Jean Valjean did not rob M. Madeleine and Jean Valjean did not kill Javert.", "pos": 3128742}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "This is too much! How is this?", "pos": 3129029}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "For two reasons.", "pos": 3129062}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What are they? Speak.", "pos": 3129081}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "This is the first: he did not rob M. Madeleine, because it is Jean Valjean himself who was M. Madeleine.", "pos": 3129105}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What tale are you telling me?", "pos": 3129212}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "And this is the second: he did not assassinate Javert, because the person who killed Javert was Javert.", "pos": 3129244}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What do you mean to say?", "pos": 3129350}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "That Javert committed suicide.", "pos": 3129377}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Prove it! prove it!", "pos": 3129410}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Police-agent-Ja-vert-was-found-drowned-un-der-a-boat-of-the-Pont-au-Change.", "pos": 3129554}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "But prove it!", "pos": 3129633}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "I have my papers. Monsieur le Baron, in your interests I desired to know Jean Valjean thoroughly. I say that Jean Valjean and M. Madeleine are one and the same man, and I say that Javert had no other assassin than Javert. If I speak, it is because I have proofs. Not manuscript proofs—writing is suspicious, handwriting is complaisant,—but printed proofs. Two facts, two proofs,", "pos": 3129771}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Well, then this unhappy wretch is an admirable man! the whole of that fortune really belonged to him! he is Madeleine, the providence of a whole countryside! he is Jean Valjean, Javert’s savior! he is a hero! he is a saint!", "pos": 3131615}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "He’s not a saint, and he’s not a hero! He’s an assassin and a robber. Let us be calm.", "pos": 3131841}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Again!", "pos": 3132168}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Always. Jean Valjean did not rob Madeleine, but he is a thief. He did not kill Javert, but he is a murderer.", "pos": 3132186}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Will you speak, of that miserable theft, committed forty years ago, and expiated, as your own newspapers prove, by a whole life of repentance, of self-abnegation and of virtue?", "pos": 3132322}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "I say assassination and theft, Monsieur le Baron, and I repeat that I am speaking of actual facts. What I have to reveal to you is absolutely unknown. It belongs to unpublished matter. And perhaps you will find in it the source of the fortune so skilfully presented to Madame la Baronne by Jean Valjean. I say skilfully, because, by a gift of that nature it would not be so very unskilful to slip into an honorable house whose comforts one would then share, and, at the same stroke, to conceal one’s crime, and to enjoy one’s theft, to bury one’s name and to create for oneself a family.", "pos": 3132520}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "I might interrupt you at this point, but go on.", "pos": 3133110}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Monsieur le Baron, I will tell you all, leaving the recompense to your generosity. This secret is worth massive gold. You will say to me: ‘Why do not you apply to Jean Valjean?’ For a very simple reason; I know that he has stripped himself, and stripped himself in your favor, and I consider the combination ingenious; but he has no longer a son, he would show me his empty hands, and, since I am in need of some money for my trip to la Joya, I prefer you, you who have it all, to him who has nothing. I am a little fatigued, permit me to take a chair. It cost me a good deal of trouble to get this one. Monsieur le Baron, on the 6th of June, 1832, about a year ago, on the day of the insurrection, a man was in the Grand Sewer of Paris, at the point where the sewer enters the Seine, between the Pont des Invalides and the Pont de Jéna. This man, forced to conceal himself, and for reasons, moreover, which are foreign to politics, had adopted the sewer as his domicile and had a key to it. It was, I repeat, on the 6th of June; it might have been eight o’clock in the evening. The man hears a noise in the sewer. Greatly surprised, he hides himself and lies in wait. It was the sound of footsteps, some one was walking in the dark, and coming in his direction. Strange to say, there was another man in the sewer besides himself. The grating of the outlet from the sewer was not far off. A little light which fell through it permitted him to recognize the newcomer, and to see that the man was carrying something on his back. He was walking in a bent attitude. The man who was walking in a bent attitude was an ex-convict, and what he was dragging on his shoulders was a corpse. Assassination caught in the very act, if ever there was such a thing. As for the theft, that is understood; one does not kill a man gratis. This convict was on his way to fling the body into the river. One fact is to be noticed, that before reaching the exit grating, this convict, who had come a long distance in the sewer, must, necessarily, have encountered a frightful quagmire where it seems as though he might have left the body, but the sewermen would have found the assassinated man the very next day, while at work on the quagmire, and that did not suit the assassin’s plans. He had preferred to traverse that quagmire with his burden, and his exertions must have been terrible, for it is impossible to risk one’s life more completely; I don’t understand how he could have come out of that alive. Monsieur le Baron, a sewer is not the Champ de Mars. One lacks everything there, even room. When two men are there, they must meet. That is what happened. The man domiciled there and the passer-by were forced to bid each other good-day, greatly to the regret of both. The passer-by said to the inhabitant:—“You see what I have on my back, I must get out, you have the key, give it to me.” That convict was a man of terrible strength. There was no way of refusing. Nevertheless, the man who had the key parleyed, simply to gain time. He examined the dead man, but he could see nothing, except that the latter was young, well dressed, with the air of being rich, and all disfigured with blood. While talking, the man contrived to tear and pull off behind, without the assassin perceiving it, a bit of the assassinated man’s coat. A document for conviction, you understand; a means of recovering the trace of things and of bringing home the crime to the criminal. He put this document for conviction in his pocket. After which he opened the grating, made the man go out with his embarrassment on his back, closed the grating again, and ran off, not caring to be mixed up with the remainder of the adventure and above all, not wishing to be present when the assassin threw the assassinated man into the river. Now you comprehend. The man who was carrying the corpse was Jean Valjean; the one who had the key is speaking to you at this moment; and the piece of the coat . . .", "pos": 3133175}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Monsieur le Baron, I have the strongest of reasons for believing that the assassinated young man was an opulent stranger lured into a trap by Jean Valjean, and the bearer of an enormous sum of money.", "pos": 3138674}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "The young man was myself, and here is the coat!", "pos": 3138876}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "You are an infamous wretch! you are a liar, a calumniator, a villain. You came to accuse that man, you have only justified him; you wanted to ruin him, you have only succeeded in glorifying him. And it is you who are the thief! And it is you who are the assassin! I saw you, Thénardier Jondrette, in that lair on the Rue de l’Hôpital. I know enough about you to send you to the galleys and even further if I choose. Here are a thousand francs, bully that you are! Ah! Jondrette Thénardier, vile rascal! Let this serve you as a lesson, you dealer in second-hand secrets, merchant of mysteries, rummager of the shadows, wretch! Take these five hundred francs and get out of here! Waterloo protects you.", "pos": 3139533}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Waterloo!", "pos": 3140288}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Yes, assassin! You there saved the life of a Colonel. . .", "pos": 3140379}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Of a General,", "pos": 3140439}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Of a Colonel! I wouldn’t give a ha’penny for a general. And you come here to commit infamies! I tell you that you have committed all crimes. Go! disappear! Only be happy, that is all that I desire. Ah! monster! here are three thousand francs more. Take them. You will depart to-morrow, for America, with your daughter; for your wife is dead, you abominable liar. I shall watch over your departure, you ruffian, and at that moment I will count out to you twenty thousand francs. Go get yourself hung elsewhere!", "pos": 3140492}
{"speaker": "Thénardier", "text": "Monsieur le Baron! eternal gratitude.", "pos": 3141033}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Cosette! Cosette! Come! come quick! Let us go. Basque, a carriage! Cosette, come. Ah! My God! It was he who saved my life! Let us not lose a minute! Put on your shawl. Ah! Cosette! I am an unhappy wretch! Driver. Rue de l’Homme Armé, Number 7.", "pos": 3142152}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Ah! what happiness! Rue de l’Homme Armé, I did not dare to speak to you of that. We are going to see M. Jean.", "pos": 3143086}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Thy father! Cosette, thy father more than ever. Cosette, I guess it. You told me that you had never received the letter that I sent you by Gavroche. It must have fallen into his hands. Cosette, he went to the barricade to save me. As it is a necessity with him to be an angel, he saved others also; he saved Javert. He rescued me from that gulf to give me to you. He carried me on his back through that frightful sewer. Ah! I am a monster of ingratitude. Cosette, after having been your providence, he became mine. Just imagine, there was a terrible quagmire enough to drown one a hundred times over, to drown one in mire. Cosette! he made me traverse it. I was unconscious; I saw nothing, I heard nothing, I could know nothing of my own adventure. We are going to bring him back, to take him with us, whether he is willing or not, he shall never leave us again. If only he is at home! Provided only that we can find him, I will pass the rest of my life in venerating him. Yes, that is how it should be, do you see, Cosette? Gavroche must have delivered my letter to him. All is explained. You understand.", "pos": 3143219}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "You are right,", "pos": 3144362}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Come in. Cosette!", "pos": 3144541}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Father!", "pos": 3144944}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Cosette! she! you! Madame! it is thou! Ah! my God! It is thou! thou art here! Thou dost pardon me then!", "pos": 3144999}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "My father!", "pos": 3145321}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "And you also, you pardon me! Thanks.", "pos": 3145334}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "It embarrasses me,", "pos": 3145511}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "How stupid people are! I thought that I should never see her again. Imagine, Monsieur Pontmercy, at the very moment when you entered, I was saying to myself: ‘All is over. Here is her little gown, I am a miserable man, I shall never see Cosette again,’ and I was saying that at the very moment when you were mounting the stairs. Was not I an idiot? Just see how idiotic one can be! One reckons without the good God. The good God says: ‘You fancy that you are about to be abandoned, stupid! No. No, things will not go so. Come, there is a good man yonder who is in need of an angel.’ And the angel comes, and one sees one’s Cosette again! and one sees one’s little Cosette once more! Ah! I was very unhappy. I really needed to see Cosette a little bit now and then. A heart needs a bone to gnaw. But I was perfectly conscious that I was in the way. I gave myself reasons: ‘They do not want you, keep in your own course, one has not the right to cling eternally.’ Ah! God be praised, I see her once more! Dost thou know, Cosette, thy husband is very handsome? Ah! what a pretty embroidered collar thou hast on, luckily. I am fond of that pattern. It was thy husband who chose it, was it not? And then, thou shouldst have some cashmere shawls. Let me call her thou, Monsieur Pontmercy. It will not be for long.", "pos": 3145864}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "How wicked of you to have left us like that! Where did you go? Why have you stayed away so long? Formerly your journeys only lasted three or four days. I sent Nicolette, the answer always was: ‘He is absent.’ How long have you been back? Why did you not let us know? Do you know that you are very much changed? Ah! what a naughty father! he has been ill, and we have not known it! Stay, Marius, feel how cold his hand is!", "pos": 3147252}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "So you are here! Monsieur Pontmercy, you pardon me!", "pos": 3147676}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Cosette, do you hear? he has come to that! he asks my forgiveness! And do you know what he has done for me, Cosette? He has saved my life. He has done more—he has given you to me. And after having saved me, and after having given you to me, Cosette, what has he done with himself? He has sacrificed himself. Behold the man. And he says to me the ingrate, to me the forgetful, to me the pitiless, to me the guilty one: Thanks! Cosette, my whole life passed at the feet of this man would be too little. That barricade, that sewer, that furnace, that cesspool,—all that he traversed for me, for thee, Cosette! He carried me away through all the deaths which he put aside before me, and accepted for himself. Every courage, every virtue, every heroism, every sanctity he possesses! Cosette, that man is an angel!", "pos": 3147877}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Hush! hush!", "pos": 3148688}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "But you!", "pos": 3148757}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I told the truth,", "pos": 3149036}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "No,", "pos": 3149078}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Because I thought as you do. I thought that you were in the right. It was necessary that I should go away. If you had known about that affair, of the sewer, you would have made me remain near you. I was therefore forced to hold my peace. If I had spoken, it would have caused embarrassment in every way.", "pos": 3149296}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "It would have embarrassed what? embarrassed whom?", "pos": 3149602}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "To-morrow. I shall not be here, but I shall not be with you.", "pos": 3149996}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "What do you mean? Ah! come now, we are not going to permit any more journeys. You shall never leave us again. You belong to us. We shall not loose our hold of you.", "pos": 3150080}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "This time it is for good. Your chamber still stands ready in our house,", "pos": 3150264}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "The proof that God is good is that she is here.", "pos": 3151767}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Father!", "pos": 3151817}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "It is quite true that it would be charming for us to live together. Their trees are full of birds. I would walk with Cosette. It is sweet to be among living people who bid each other ‘good-day,’ who call to each other in the garden. People see each other from early morning. We should each cultivate our own little corner. She would make me eat her strawberries. I would make her gather my roses. That would be charming. Only . . . It is a pity.", "pos": 3151865}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "My God!", "pos": 3152469}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I? No. Only . . .", "pos": 3152560}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Only what?", "pos": 3152631}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "I am going to die presently.", "pos": 3152644}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "To die!", "pos": 3152705}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Yes, but that is nothing. Cosette, thou wert talking to me, go on, so thy little robin red-breast is dead? Speak, so that I may hear thy voice.", "pos": 3152733}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Father! my father! you will live. You are going to live. I insist upon your living, do you hear?", "pos": 3153014}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Oh! yes, forbid me to die. Who knows? Perhaps I shall obey. I was on the verge of dying when you came. That stopped me, it seemed to me that I was born again.", "pos": 3153170}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "You are full of strength and life,", "pos": 3153331}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "You see,", "pos": 3153722}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Even if you were to take possession of me, Monsieur Pontmercy, would that make me other than I am? No, God has thought like you and myself, and he does not change his mind; it is useful for me to go. Death is a good arrangement. God knows better than we what we need. May you be happy, may Monsieur Pontmercy have Cosette, may youth wed the morning, may there be around you, my children, lilacs and nightingales; may your life be a beautiful, sunny lawn, may all the enchantments of heaven fill your souls, and now let me, who am good for nothing, die; it is certain that all this is right. Come, be reasonable, nothing is possible now, I am fully conscious that all is over. And then, last night, I drank that whole jug of water. How good thy husband is, Cosette! Thou art much better off with him than with me. Good-day, and farewell, doctor,", "pos": 3153847}
{"speaker": "Marius", "text": "Monsieur? . . .", "pos": 3154884}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Because things are not agreeable. Ah! it was you that he wanted! It is nothing to die; it is dreadful not to live. Behold the great martyr.", "pos": 3155026}
{"speaker": "Cosette", "text": "Father, do not leave us. Is it possible that we have found you only to lose you again?", "pos": 3156732}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "You are good, both of you,", "pos": 3157237}
{"speaker": "Jean Valjean", "text": "Have no fear, Monsieur Pontmercy, I adjure you. The six hundred thousand francs really belong to Cosette. My life will have been wasted if you do not enjoy them! We managed to do very well with those glass goods. We rivalled what is called Berlin jewellery. However, we could not equal the black glass of England. A gross, which contains twelve hundred very well cut grains, only costs three francs.", "pos": 3158506}
{"speaker": "Unknown", "text": "Draw near, draw near, both of you. I love you dearly. Oh! how good it is to die like this! And thou lovest me also, my Cosette. I knew well that thou still felt friendly towards thy poor old man. How kind it was of thee to place that pillow under my loins! Thou wilt weep for me a little, wilt thou not? Not too much. I do not wish thee to have any real griefs. You must enjoy yourselves a great deal, my children. I forgot to tell you that the profit was greater still on the buckles without tongues than on all the rest. A gross of a dozen dozens cost ten francs and sold for sixty. It really was a good business. So there is no occasion for surprise at the six hundred thousand francs, Monsieur Pontmercy. It is honest money. You may be rich with a tranquil mind. Thou must have a carriage, a box at the theatres now and then, and handsome ball dresses, my Cosette, and then, thou must give good dinners to thy friends, and be very happy. I was writing to Cosette a while ago. She will find my letter. I bequeath to her the two candlesticks which stand on the chimney-piece. They are of silver, but to me they are gold, they are diamonds; they change candles which are placed in them into wax-tapers. I do not know whether the person who gave them to me is pleased with me yonder on high. I have done what I could. My children, you will not forget that I am a poor man, you will have me buried in the first plot of earth that you find, under a stone to mark the spot. This is my wish. No name on the stone. If Cosette cares to come for a little while now and then, it will give me pleasure. And you too, Monsieur Pontmercy. I must admit that I have not always loved you. I ask your pardon for that. Now she and you form but one for me. I feel very grateful to you. I am sure that you make Cosette happy. If you only knew, Monsieur Pontmercy, her pretty rosy cheeks were my delight; when I saw her in the least pale, I was sad. In the chest of drawers, there is a bank-bill for five hundred francs. I have not touched it. It is for the poor. Cosette, dost thou see thy little gown yonder on the bed? dost thou recognize it? That was ten years ago, however. How time flies! We have been very happy. All is over. Do not weep, my children, I am not going very far, I shall see you from there, you will only have to look at night, and you will see me smile. Cosette, dost thou remember Montfermeil? Thou wert in the forest, thou wert greatly terrified; dost thou remember how I took hold of the handle of the water-bucket? That was the first time that I touched thy poor, little hand. It was so cold! Ah! your hands were red then, mademoiselle, they are very white now. And the big doll! dost thou remember? Thou didst call her Catherine. Thou regrettedest not having taken her to the convent! How thou didst make me laugh sometimes, my sweet angel! When it had been raining, thou didst float bits of straw on the gutters, and watch them pass away. One day I gave thee a willow battledore and a shuttlecock with yellow, blue and green feathers. Thou hast forgotten it. Thou wert roguish so young! Thou didst play. Thou didst put cherries in thy ears. Those are things of the past. The forests through which one has passed with one’s child, the trees under which one has strolled, the convents where one has concealed oneself, the games, the hearty laughs of childhood, are shadows. I imagined that all that belonged to me. In that lay my stupidity. Those Thénardiers were wicked. Thou must forgive them. Cosette, the moment has come to tell thee the name of thy mother. She was called Fantine. Remember that name—Fantine. Kneel whenever thou utterest it. She suffered much. She loved thee dearly. She had as much unhappiness as thou hast had happiness. That is the way God apportions things. He is there on high, he sees us all, and he knows what he does in the midst of his great stars. I am on the verge of departure, my children. Love each other well and always. There is nothing else but that in the world: love for each other. You will think sometimes of the poor old man who died here. Oh my Cosette, it is not my fault, indeed, that I have not seen thee all this time, it cut me to the heart; I went as far as the corner of the street, I must have produced a queer effect on the people who saw me pass, I was like a madman, I once went out without my hat. I no longer see clearly, my children, I had still other things to say, but never mind. Think a little of me. Come still nearer. I die happy. Give me your dear and well-beloved heads, so that I may lay my hands upon them.", "pos": 3160102}