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I call Monsieur Philomène to order, and I demand from him the secret of Madame de Montparnasse." M. Philomène looked even more miserable than before. "I I ... but it is an odious position! To betray the confidence of a lady ... Heavens! I cannot." "The secret! the secret!" shouted the others, impatiently. Madame de Montparnasse pursed up her parchment lips, glared upon us defiantly, and said:
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's a man up there whom you are to save," resumed Montparnasse. "Will you?" began Brujon again. "Greenhorn!" replied the lad, as though the question appeared a most unprecedented one to him. And he took off his shoes.
He danced at Constant's at Montparnasse; bought for two sous to sell for four at the door of Bobino, the jack of hearts or the ace of clubs serving as a countermark; sometimes opened the door of a carriage; led horses to the horse-market. From the lottery of all sorts of miserable employments he drew a goodly number.
So, as Gaston and Jacques travelled down the Boulevard Montparnasse, Meyerbeer was not far behind. The journalist found Ian Belward at home, in a cynical indolent mood. "Wherefore Meyerbeer?" he said, as he motioned the other to a chair, and pushed over vermouth and cigarettes. "To ask a question." "One question? Come, that's penance. Aren't you lying as usual?" "No; one only.
No woman had ever existed or ever would exist for him but his poor darling, sleeping in the Montparnasse Cemetery, whose grave he visited every Sunday with a little watering-pot concealed under his coat.
He had not met his uncle since his arrival, the artist had been in Morocco, nor had he heard of him save through a note in a newspaper which said that he was giving no powerful work to the world, nor, indeed, had done so for several years; and that he preferred the purlieus of Montparnasse to Holland Park. They recognised each other.
At least, they were so nearly wives, and their manner had such a matrimonial respectability, that Susie, when first she and Margaret were introduced into this society, judged it would be vulgar to turn up her nose. She held that it was prudish to insist upon the conventions of Notting Hill in the Boulevard de Montparnasse.
So he climbed up to the top and seated himself, panting. The dial high on the façade of the Gare Montparnasse said ten minutes to three. He had no definite plan of action. He had started off in this headlong fashion upon the spur of a moment's impulse, and because he knew where the tram was going. Now, embarked, he began to wonder if he was not a fool.
The Vicomte de Chagny hurriedly consulted a railway guide, dressed as quickly as he could, wrote a few lines for his valet to take to his brother and jumped into a cab which brought him to the Gare Montparnasse just in time to miss the morning train. He spent a dismal day in town and did not recover his spirits until the evening, when he was seated in his compartment in the Brittany express.
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