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‘I’m going to find Babet.’
‘Ah!’ exclaimed Gavroche, ‘so her name is Babet.’
Montparnasse lowered his voice:—
‘Not she, he.’
‘Ah! Babet.’
‘Yes, Babet.’
‘I thought he was buckled.’
‘He has undone the buckle,’ replied Montparnasse.
And he rapidly related to the gamin how, on the morning
of that very day, Babet, having been transferred to La Con-
ciergerie, had made his escape, by turning to the left instead
of to the right in ‘the police office.’
Gavroche expressed his admiration for this skill.
‘What a dentist!’ he cried.
Montparnasse added a few details as to Babet’s flight,
and ended with:—
‘Oh! That’s not all.’
Gavroche, as he listened, had seized a cane that Mont-
parnasse held in his hand, and mechanically pulled at the
upper part, and the blade of a dagger made its appearance.
‘Ah!’ he exclaimed, pushing the dagger back in haste,
‘you have brought along your gendarme disguised as a
bourgeois.’
Montparnasse winked.
‘The deuce!’ resumed Gavroche, ‘so you’re going to have
a bout with the bobbies?’
‘You can’t tell,’ replied Montparnasse with an indifferent
air. ‘It’s always a good thing to have a pin about one.’
Gavroche persisted:—