The Wonderful World of Gavroche

Gavroche in 'Les MisÚrables'
Gavroche

Famous Gavroche Quotes

"Gavroche was a whirlwind. They saw him incessantly, they heard him constantly. He filled the air, being everywhere at once....He vexed the loungers, he excited the idle, he reanimated the weary, provoked the thoughtful, kept some in cheerfulness, others in breath, others in anger, all in motion! Piqued a student, was biting to a working man ; took position, stopped, started on, flitted above the tumolt and the effort, leaped from these to those, murmured, hummed, and stirred up the whole train; the fly on the revolutionary coach!"

"You are then without mother and father?" resumed Gavroche, majestically.
"Excuse us monsieur, we have a poppa and mama, but we don't know where they are." (said by the eldest of the two he is taking care of)
"Sometimes that's better then knowing," said Gavroche, who was a thinker."

"The barber ran to the broken window, and saw Gavroche, who was running with all his might towards the Saint Jean market. On passing the barber's shop, Gavroche, who had the two children on his mind, could not resist the desire to bid him "good day", and had sent a stone through his sash.
"See!" screamed the barber, who from white had become blue, "he makes mischief. What has anybody done to this Gamin?"


"A stray dandy who was lounging at the end of the street made a diversion.
Gavroche cried to him " Come with us young man! Well, this poor old country , you won't do anything for her then?"
The dandy fled."

"Little folks are good for something then! That is very lucky! I will go! Meantime, trust the little folks, distrust the big---" And Gavroche, raising his head and lowering his voice, added, pointing to the man of the Rue des Billettes: (Javert)
" You see that big fellow there?"
"Well?" said Enjolras.
" He is a spy. "
" You are sure?"
" It isn't a fortnight since he pulled me by the ear off the cornice of the Pont Royal where I was taking the air."

"Gavroche. who had witnessed the whole scene and approved the whole by silent nods of his head, approached Javert and said to him : "The mouse has caught the cat."

"....With the laughter of youth upon his lips, his heart had been absolutely dark and empty."

"This little boy never felt so happy as when in the street."
"Suddenly in the midst of this dismal calm, a clear, young cheerful voice, which seemed to come from the Rue Saint Denis, arose and began to sing distinctly of the old popular air. Au Clair De Lune, these lines which ended in a sort of cry similar to the crow of a cock."

Gavroche had taken a basket from the wine shop, had gone out by the opening, and was quietly occupied in emptying into his basket the full cartridge-boxes of the National Guards who had been killed on the slope of the redoubt.
" What are you doing here?" said Courfeyrac.
Gavroche cocked up his nose.
" Citizen, I am filling my basket."
"Why, don't you see the grape?" (gunfire)
Gavroche answered : "Well it rains. What then?"
Courfeyrac cried "Come back!"
"Directly," replied Gavroche.
..... Just as Gavroche was relieving a sergeant who lay near a stoneblock of his cartridges, a ball struck the body.
"The deuce!" said Gavroche. "So they are killing my dead for me!"
A second ball splintered the pavement beside him. A third upset his basket.
Gavroche looked up and saw that it came from the banlieue.
He rose up straight, on his feet, hair in the wind, his hands upon his hips, his eye fixed upon the National Guards who were firing, and sang.
Then he picked up his basket, put into it the cartridge which had fallen out, without losing a single one, and, advancing towards the fusilade, began to empty another cartridge box. Then a fourth ball just missed him again.
A fifth ball succeeded only in drawing a third couplet from him.
This continued thus for some time.
".......The barricade was trembling; He was singing. It was not a child; it was not a man; it was a strange fairy gamin. One would have said the invulnerable dwarf of the me'lee. The bullets ran after him, he was more nimble then they. He was playing a indescribably terrible game of hide-and-seek with death; every time the flat nosed face of the spectre approached, the Gamin snapped his fingers."
"One bullet however, better aimed or more treacherous then the others, reached the Will-o'-the-wisp child. They saw Gavroche totter, then he fell. The whole barricade gave a cry; but to the gamin to touch the pavement is like the giant touching the earth; Gavroche had fallen only to rise again; he sat up, a long stream of blood rolled down his face, he raised both arms in air, looked in the direction whence the shot came and began to sing :
"Je suis tombe' par terre,
C'est la faute a' Voltaire,
La nez dans le ruisseau,
C'est la foute a'--------"
He did not finish. A second ball from the same marksman cut him short. This time he fell upon the pavement, and did not stir again. That little great soul had taken flight."


Suggest a Gavroche quote
additions@gavroche.co.uk

Gavroche on the Net

Gavroche

Gavroche.org

Le Gamin de Paris - by Jacques Prevert

Gamin with a Cherub's Bow

'Les MisÚrables' Fan Fiction: Gavroche

Gavroche in Musain

'Les MisÚrables' message board

'Les MisÚrables' by Victor Hugo