Part 210 (2/2)
”Why?”
”Do not expect me until the day after to-morrow.”
”Oh! Why?”
”You will see.”
”A day without seeing you! But that is impossible!”
”Let us sacrifice one day in order to gain our whole lives, perhaps.”
And Marius added in a low tone and in an aside:--
”He is a man who never changes his habits, and he has never received any one except in the evening.”
”Of what man are you speaking?” asked Cosette.
”I? I said nothing.”
”What do you hope, then?”
”Wait until the day after to-morrow.”
”You wish it?”
”Yes, Cosette.”
She took his head in both her hands, raising herself on tiptoe in order to be on a level with him, and tried to read his hope in his eyes.
Marius resumed:--
”Now that I think of it, you ought to know my address: something might happen, one never knows; I live with that friend named Courfeyrac, Rue de la Verrerie, No. 16.”
He searched in his pocket, pulled out his penknife, and with the blade he wrote on the plaster of the wall:--
”16 Rue de la Verrerie.”
In the meantime, Cosette had begun to gaze into his eyes once more.
”Tell me your thought, Marius; you have some idea. Tell it to me. Oh!
tell me, so that I may pa.s.s a pleasant night.”
”This is my idea: that it is impossible that G.o.d should mean to part us.
Wait; expect me the day after to-morrow.”
”What shall I do until then?” said Cosette. ”You are outside, you go, and come! How happy men are! I shall remain entirely alone! Oh! How sad I shall be! What is it that you are going to do to-morrow evening? tell me.”
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