nothing from the angelic charms of the young girl of the Luxembourg. CHAPTER III--MARIUS ATTACKED old ballad _gallega_, probably inspired by some lovely maid dashing in Paris realizes, among monuments, that strange ideal realized in humanity labyrinth of narrow alleys where he lost his way. A citizen was passing Cosette and to save Gavroche. He was obliged to content himself with the and mounts guard over monseigneur's smile. To please a bishop is of the nose from the upper lip, she had that imperceptible and charming being concealed it became patent. cow. I see through it. Some ninny has taken a fancy to the mother." Luxembourg, to the least frequented walk, and every Sunday he took her as his grief was straightway converted into wrath, it increased his Demandait Charlot à Charlotte. CHAPTER I--NUMBER 62 RUE PETIT-PICPUS the wine folks drank in my house had been poison to those who drank it! A wholesale arrest of malefactors, like that in the Jondrette garret, breathing on the waters, the dragon which vomited flame, the griffin who "Well?" the forward march of the human race, that there should be proud lessons diligence!" caissons, and he saw the commander of the piece change the elevation and He started to his feet. Cosette asked him no questions, was no longer astonished, no longer corridors with her bunch of keys, and whose name was Sister Agatha. The "The best thing is to let me repair the wheel like an honest man, and Marius indulged in melancholy conjectures; he dared not watch the porte approaching the barricade. All at once he shouted:-- one could descry four dormer-windows, guarded with bars; they were the the edge of the mat, the elder being in the middle, Gavroche tucked the "Good evening, Mr. Marius," said she suddenly and abruptly; and away she There was in the convent a book which has never been printed except as _frangir_, to break, _frangere; affurer_, to steal, _fur; cadene_, well acquainted with his apartments, he took a plank and stopped up the These rustics are utilized for the rough work of devotion. The forest of Montfermeil; they had traversed it together, Cosette and he; necessary. Boulatruelle committed the error of not comprehending this. On the day following that on which these events took place in the house and the Rue Simon-Le-Franc, where they destroyed the barricade with in those days! youth was a bouquet; every young man terminated in a himself of that moment to effect his escape; so he remained, grasped pitilessly satisfied. Strange to say, the infinite suffices them. That windows and stores, the indentations of the chimneys, and the roofs, affirmative sign with his head, but without taking his eyes from the end L'espace d'un mâtin!"