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Updated: June 11, 2025
"What do you want, Ma'am Bougon?" asked Marius, without raising his eyes from the books and manuscripts on his table. A voice which did not belong to Ma'am Bougon replied: "Excuse me, sir " It was a dull, broken, hoarse, strangled voice, the voice of an old man, roughened with brandy and liquor. Marius turned round hastily, and beheld a young girl.
The lad scratched his head behind his ear, stared at Ma'am Bougon, and said: "Ah!" Then he executed a pirouette on his heel; a moment later, the old woman, who had remained on the door-step, heard him singing in his clear, young voice, as he plunged under the black elm-trees, in the wintry wind: "Le roi Coupdesabot S'en allait a la chasse, A la chasse aux corbeaux, Monte sur deux echasses.
"What time is it?" "Nearly six. The half-hour struck from Saint-Medard a while ago." "The devil!" ejaculated Jondrette; "the children must go and watch. Come you, do you listen here." A whispering ensued. Jondrette's voice became audible again: "Has old Bougon left?" "Yes," said the mother. "Are you sure that there is no one in our neighbor's room?"
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