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>> Brie Carlisle: Take a look, in the book and let's see

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fight M at a time

so many adventures and

mountains we can climb

to give word for word, line by

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>> Brie Carlisle: Values today well be

continuing.

Les miserables by Victor

Hugo chapter

two it is lucky that the Pont

d'Austerlitz bears carriages.

Uncertainty was at an end for Jean

Valjean. Fortunately, it still lasted for

the men. He took advantage of their

hesitation. It was time lost for

them, but gained for him. He slipped

from under the gate where he had concealed himself and went

down the rue de postes towards the region of the

Jardin des Plantes. Cosette, was beginning to be

tired. He took her in his arms and

carried her. There were no passersby, and

the street lanterns had not been lighted on account of there being a

moon. He redoubled his pace.

In a few strides he had reached the goblet potteries,

on the front of which the moonlight rendered distinctly legible

the ancient inscription de goblet

fils se yc le fabrique the

nest rossois does crutches at das brocks,

das pots et fleurs, das tuacs

de la brique a, tout finance, le

corve and du Carroux.

He left behind him the rue de la Cleve,

then the fountain. St. Victor skirted

the jardin des plantis by the lower streets and reached

the quay. There, he turned

round. The quay was

deserted. The streets were deserted.

There was no one behind him. He drew a

long breath. He gained the pont

d'astroletz. Tolls were still collected

there at that epoch. He presented himself at the toll

office and handed over a sou. It is

two sous, said the old soldier in charge of the

bridge.

>> Brie Carlisle: You are carrying a child who can walk.

>> Brie Carlisle: Pay for two. He paid,

vexed that his passage should have aroused remark.

Every flight should be an imperceptible. Slipping away,

a heavy cart was crossing the sign at the same time as

himself, and on its way, like

him, to the right bank. This was of use to

him. He could traverse the bridge in the shadow of the

cart towards the middle of the bridge.

Cosette, whose feet were benumbed, wanted to

walk. He sat her on the ground and took her hand

again. The bridge. Once crossed, he

perceived some timber yards on his right. He

directed his course thither. In order to reach them,

it was necessary to risk himself in a tolerably large,

unsheltered and illuminated space.

He did not hesitate. Those who were on his

track had evidently lost the scent, and Jean

Valjean believed himself to be out of danger.

Hunted, yes. Followed?

No. A little street,

the rue du chemin vout Saint Antoine, opened out

between two timber yards enclosed in walls.

The street was dark and narrow and

seemed made expressly for him. Before

entering it, he cast a glance behind him.

From the point where he stood, he could see the whole extent of the

Pont d'Austerlitz. Poor shadows were just

entering on the bridge. These shadows had their

backs turned to the Jardin des Plaintes and were

on their way to the right bank. His

foreshadows were the four men. Jean

Valjean shuddered like the wild beast which was

recaptured. One hope remained to

him. It was that the men had

not perhaps, stepped on the bridge and

had not caught sight of him while he was crossing the large illuminated

space holding Cosette by the hand.

In that case, by plunging into the little street before

him, he might escape. If he could reach the timber

yards, the marshes, the market gardens, the

uninhabited ground which was not built upon.

It seemed to him that he might commit himself to that

silent little street. He entered

it.

Thank you for joining Byte at a timebooks today while we

wrote a bite of one of your favorite classics.

Again, my name is Brie Carlisle, and.

>> Brie Carlisle: I hope you come back tomorrow for.

>> Brie Carlisle: The next bite of les

miserables.

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>> Brie Carlisle: Take a look and a book and let's

see what we can find.

Take it chapter by chapter

one at a time

adventures and mountains we

can climb

take your word forward line by.

>> Brie Carlisle: Line one bite at a time.