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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, as the reader has seen from Montparnasse's account to Gavroche. Montparnasse was to help them from outside.
There was besides, in Montparnasse's sentence, a literary beauty which was lost upon Gavroche, that is mon dogue, ma dague et ma digue, a slang expression of the Temple, which signifies my dog, my knife, and my wife, greatly in vogue among clowns and the red-tails in the great century when Moliere wrote and Callot drew.
Thenardier resumed in his decided tone: "Decamp, my girl, and leave men to their own affairs!" Eponine released Montparnasse's hand, which she had grasped again, and said: "So you mean to enter this house?" "Rather!" grinned the ventriloquist.
"I have no interlocutor," said Mdlle. Honoria. "No what, my love?" "No interlocutor," repeated Mdlle. Honoria, at the top of her voice. "Dear! dear! what a pity! Can't we send the boy for it? Marie, my child, bid Jacques run to Madame de Montparnasse's appartement in the Rue" ...
Guelemer seized Gavroche by one arm, set him on the roof of the shanty, whose worm-eaten planks bent beneath the urchin's weight, and handed him the rope which Brujon had knotted together during Montparnasse's absence. The gamin directed his steps towards the flue, which it was easy to enter, thanks to a large crack which touched the roof.
He wheeled round hastily, darted his little sparkling eyes about him with profound attention, and perceived a police sergeant standing with his back to them a few paces off. Gavroche allowed an: "Ah! good!" to escape him, but immediately suppressed it, and shaking Montparnasse's hand: "Well, good evening," said he, "I'm going off to my elephant with my brats.
Montparnasse rose, but the goodman held him fast. Montparnasse's attitude was the humiliated and furious attitude of the wolf who has been caught by a sheep. Gavroche looked on and listened, making an effort to reinforce his eyes with his ears. He was enjoying himself immensely. He was repaid for his conscientious anxiety in the character of a spectator.
"It's the hour for foxes, not for chickens," said Montparnasse. "You see the job we have on hand here," added Babet. Eponine caught Montparnasse's hand. "Take care," said he, "you'll cut yourself, I've a knife open." "My little Montparnasse," responded Eponine very gently, "you must have confidence in people. I am the daughter of my father, perhaps.
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