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CHAPTER XV
GAVROCHE OUTSIDE
Courfeyrac suddenly caught sight of some one at the
base of the barricade, outside in the street, amid the bul-
lets.
Gavroche had taken a bottle basket from the wine-shop,
had made his way out through the cut, and was quietly en-
gaged in emptying the full cartridge-boxes of the National
Guardsmen who had been killed on the slope of the re-
doubt, into his basket.
‘What are you doing there?’ asked Courfeyrac.
Gavroche raised his face:—
‘I’m filling my basket, citizen.’
‘Don’t you see the grape-shot?’
Gavroche replied:
‘Well, it is raining. What then?’
Courfeyrac shouted:—‘Come in!’
‘Instanter,’ said Gavroche.
And with a single bound he plunged into the street.
It will be remembered that Fannicot’s company had left
behind it a trail of bodies. Twenty corpses lay scattered here
and there on the pavement, through the whole length of the