Part 150 (1/2)
”Oh yes, do call me thou! I like that better.”
”Well,” he resumed, ”thou hast brought hither that old gentleman and his daughter!”
”Yes.”
”Dost thou know their address?”
”No.”
”Find it for me.”
The Jondrette's dull eyes had grown joyous, and they now became gloomy.
”Is that what you want?” she demanded.
”Yes.”
”Do you know them?”
”No.”
”That is to say,” she resumed quickly, ”you do not know her, but you wish to know her.”
This them which had turned into her had something indescribably significant and bitter about it.
”Well, can you do it?” said Marius.
”You shall have the beautiful lady's address.”
There was still a shade in the words ”the beautiful lady” which troubled Marius. He resumed:--
”Never mind, after all, the address of the father and daughter. Their address, indeed!”
She gazed fixedly at him.
”What will you give me?”
”Anything you like.”
”Anything I like?”
”Yes.”
”You shall have the address.”
She dropped her head; then, with a brusque movement, she pulled to the door, which closed behind her.
Marius found himself alone.