1630 Les Miserables
‘We need you. Come, lend us a hand.’
The lad asked for no further enlightenment.
‘I’m with you,’ said he.
And both took their way towards the Rue Saint-An-
toine, whence Montparnasse had emerged, winding rapidly
through the long file of market-gardeners’ carts which de-
scend towards the markets at that hour.
The market-gardeners, crouching, half-asleep, in their
wagons, amid the salads and vegetables, enveloped to their
very eyes in their mufflers on account of the beating rain,
did not even glance at these strange pedestrians.