1728 Les Miserables
‘Then I will pray to God and I will think of you here, so
that you may be successful. I will question you no further,
since you do not wish it. You are my master. I shall pass the
evening to-morrow in singing that music from Euryanthe
that you love, and that you came one evening to listen to,
outside my shutters. But day after to-morrow you will come
early. I shall expect you at dusk, at nine o’clock precisely, I
warn you. Mon Dieu! how sad it is that the days are so long!
On the stroke of nine, do you understand, I shall be in the
ga rden.’
‘And I also.’
And without having uttered it, moved by the same
thought, impelled by those electric currents which place
lovers in continual communication, both being intoxicated
with delight even in their sorrow, they fell into each other’s
arms, without perceiving that their lips met while their up-
lifted eyes, overflowing with rapture and full of tears, gazed
upon the stars.
When Marius went forth, the street was deserted. This
was the moment when Eponine was following the ruffians
to the boulevard.
While Marius had been dreaming with his head pressed
to the tree, an idea had crossed his mind; an idea, alas! that
he himself judged to be senseless and impossible. He had
come to a desperate decision.