Rue Plumet
Les Miserables 5 Jean Valjean BOOK EIGHTH. FADING AWAY OF THE TWILIGHT CHAPTER III THEY RECALL THE GARDEN OF THE RUE PLUMET
This was the last time. After that last flash of light, complete extinction ensued. No more familiarity, no more good-morning with a kiss, never more that word so profoundly sweet: “My father!” He was at his own request and through his own complicity driven out of all his happinesses one after the other; and he [...]
Les Miserables Volume 4 Marius BOOK FIFTEENTH. THE RUE DE L’HOMME ARME CHAPTER I A DRINKER IS A BABBLER
What are the convulsions of a city in comparison with the insurrections of the soul? Man is a depth still greater than the people. Jean Valjean at that very moment was the prey of a terrible upheaval. Every sort of gulf had opened again within him. He also was trembling, like Paris, on the brink [...]
Les Miserables Volume 4 Marius BOOK FOURTEENTH. THE GRANDEURS OF DESPAIR CHAPTER VII GAVROCHE AS A PROFOUND CALCULATOR OF DISTANCES
Marius kept his promise. He dropped a kiss on that livid brow, where the icy perspiration stood in beads. This was no infidelity to Cosette; it was a gentle and pensive farewell to an unhappy soul. It was not without a tremor that he had taken the letter which Eponine had given him. He had [...]
Les Miserables Volume 4 Marius BOOK THIRTEENTH. MARIUS ENTERS THE SHADOW CHAPTER I FROM THE RUE PLUMET TO THE QUARTIER SAINT DENIS
The voice which had summoned Marius through the twilight to the barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie, had produced on him the effect of the voice of destiny. He wished to die; the opportunity presented itself; he knocked at the door of the tomb, a hand in the darkness offered him the key. These [...]
Les Miserables Volume 4 Marius BOOK EIGHTH. ENCHANTMENTS AND DESOLATIONS CHAPTER I FULL LIGHT
The reader has probably understood that Eponine, having recognized through the gate, the inhabitant of that Rue Plumet whither Magnon had sent her, had begun by keeping the ruffians away from the Rue Plumet, and had then conducted Marius thither, and that, after many days spent in ecstasy before that gate, Marius, drawn on by [...]
Les Miserables Volume 4 Marius BOOK EIGHTH. ENCHANTMENTS AND DESOLATIONS CHAPTER IV A CAB RUNS IN ENGLISH AND BARKS IN SLANG
The following day was the 3d of June, 1832, a date which it is necessary to indicate on account of the grave events which at that epoch hung on the horizon of Paris in the state of lightning-charged clouds. Marius, at nightfall, was pursuing the same road as on the preceding evening, with the same [...]
Les Miserables Volume 4 Marius BOOK EIGHTH. ENCHANTMENTS AND DESOLATIONS CHAPTER V THINGS OF THE NIGHT
After the departure of the ruffians, the Rue Plumet resumed its tranquil, nocturnal aspect. That which had just taken place in this street would not have astonished a forest. The lofty trees, the copses, the heaths, the branches rudely interlaced, the tall grass, exist in a sombre manner; the savage swar ming there catches glimpses [...]
Les Miserables Volume 4 Marius BOOK THIRD. THE HOUSE IN THE RUE PLUMET 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 laden with lightning, and which [...]
Les Miserables Volume 4 Marius BOOK THIRD. THE HOUSE IN THE RUE PLUMET 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 attention,the darkness in which he walked, as though he felt on [...]
Les Miserables Volume 4 Marius BOOK THIRD. THE HOUSE IN THE RUE PLUMET 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 falling like a veil over all. Paphos had been made over into Eden. [...]