三　越狱的惊险
下面是这同一个晚上发生在拉弗尔斯监狱里的事：
巴伯、普吕戎、海嘴和德纳第之间早已商量好了要越狱，尽管德纳第是关在单人牢房里。巴伯当天便办妥了他自己的事，这是我们已在巴纳斯山向伽弗洛什所作的叙述中见到了的。
巴纳斯山应当从外面援助他们。
普吕戎在刑房里住了一个月，趁这期间他做了两件事：一，编好了一根绳子；二，一套计划思考成熟了。从前，狱里的制度是让囚犯自己去处理自己的，囚禁他们的那种严酷的地方，四堵墙是条石砌的，顶上也是条石架的，地上铺了石板，放一张布榻，有一个用铁

CHAPTER III THE VICISSITUDES OF FLIGHT
This is what had taken place that same night at the La Force:--
An escape had been planned between Babet, Brujon, Guelemer, and Thenardier, although Thenardier was in close confinement. Babet had arranged the matter for his own benefit, on the same day,

二　小伽弗洛什沾拿破仑大帝的光
巴黎的春天常会刮起阵阵峭劲的寒风，它给人们的感受不完全是冷，而是冻，这种风象从关得不严密的门窗缝里吹进暖室的冷空气那样，即使在晴天也能使人愁苦。仿佛冬季的那扇阴惨的门还半开着，风是从那门口吹来的。本世纪欧洲的第一次大流行病便是在一八三二年春天突发的，从没有象那次霜风那样冷冽刺骨。比起平时冬季的那扇半开的门，那一年的门来得还更冻人些。那简直是一扇墓门。人们感到在那种寒风里有鬼气。
从气象学的角度看，那种冷风的特点是它一点不排除强电压。那一时期经常有雷电交加的大风暴。
有一个晚上，那种冷风正吹得起劲，隆冬

CHAPTER II IN WHICH LITTLE GAVROCHE EXTRACTS PROFIT FROM NAPOLEON THE GREAT
Spring in Paris is often traversed by harsh and piercing breezes which do not precisely chill but freeze one; these north winds which sadden the most beautiful days produce exactly the effect of those puffs of cold air which enter

BOOK SIXTH.--LITTLE GAVROCHE
CHAPTER I THE MALICIOUS PLAYFULNESS OF THE WIND
Since 1823, when the tavern of Montfermeil was on the way to shipwreck and was being gradually engulfed, not in the abyss of a bankruptcy, but in the cesspool of petty debts, the Thenardier pair had had two other ch

CHAPTER VI OLD PEOPLE ARE MADE TO GO OUT OPPORTUNELY
When evening came, Jean Valjean went out; Cosette dressed herself. She arranged her hair in the most becoming manner, and she put on a dress whose bodice had received one snip of the scissors too much, and which, through this slope, permitted a view of

CHAPTER V COSETTE AFTER THE LETTER
As Cosette read, she gradually fell into thought. At the very moment when she raised her eyes from the last line of the note-book, the handsome officer passed triumphantly in front of the gate,-- it was his hour; Cosette thought him hideous.
She resumed her

CHAPTER IV A HEART BENEATH A STONE
The reduction of the universe to a single being, the expansion of a single being even to God, that is love.
Love is the salutation of the angels to the stars.
How sad is the soul, when it is sad through love!

BOOK FOURTH.--SUCCOR FROM BELOW MAY TURN OUT TO BE SUCCOR FROM ON HIGH
CHAPTER I A WOUND WITHOUT, HEALING WITHIN
Thus their life clouded over by degrees.
But one diversion, which had formerly been a happiness, remained to them, which was to carry bread to those who

CHAPTER VIII THE CHAIN-GANG
Jean Valjean was the more unhappy of the two. Youth, even in its sorrows, always possesses its own peculiar radiance.
At times, Jean Valjean suffered so greatly that he became puerile. It is the property of grief to cause the childish side of man to reappear. He

CHAPTER VII TO ONE SADNESS OPPOSE A SADNESS AND A HALF
All situations have their instincts. Old and eternal Mother Nature warned Jean Valjean in a dim way of the presence of Marius. Jean Valjean shuddered to the very bottom of his soul. Jean Valjean saw nothing, knew nothing, and yet he scanned with obstinate attentio

CHAPTER VI THE BATTLE BEGUN
Cosette in her shadow, like Marius in his, was all ready to take fire. Destiny, with its mysterious and fatal patience, slowly drew together these two beings, all charged and all languishing with the stormy electricity of passion, these two souls which were laden with love as two clouds are

CHAPTER V THE ROSE PERCEIVES THAT IT IS AN ENGINE OF WAR
One day, Cosette chanced to look at herself in her mirror,and she said to herself: "Really!" It seemed to her almost that she was pretty. This threw her in a singularly troubled state of mind. Up to that moment she had never thought of her face. She sa

CHAPTER IV CHANGE OF GATE
It seemed that this garden, created in olden days to conceal wanton mysteries, had been transformed and become fitted to shelter chaste mysteries. There were no longer either arbors, or bowling greens, or tunnels, or grottos; there was a magnificent, dishevelled obscurity fallin

CHAPTER III FOLIIS AC FRONDIBUS
The garden thus left to itself for more than half a century had become extraordinary and charming. The passers-by of forty years ago halted to gaze at it, without a suspicion of the secrets which it hid in its fresh and verdant depths. More than one dreamer of that epoch often allowed h