1098 Les Miserables
Berry, which stood on the chimney-piece, and made a pro-
found bow, with a sort of peculiar majesty. Then he paced
twice, slowly and in silence, from the fireplace to the win-
dow and from the window to the fireplace, traversing the
whole length of the room, and making the polished floor
creak as though he had been a stone statue walking.
On his second turn, he bent over his daughter, who was
watching this encounter with the stupefied air of an anti-
quated lamb, and said to her with a smile that was almost
calm: ‘A baron like this gentleman, and a bourgeois like my-
self cannot remain under the same roof.’
And drawing himself up, all at once, pallid, trembling,
terrible, with his brow rendered more lofty by the terrible
radiance of wrath, he extended his arm towards Marius and
shouted to him:—
‘Be off!’
Marius left the house.
On the following day, M. Gillenormand said to his
daughter:
‘You will send sixty pistoles every six months to that
blood-drinker, and you will never mention his name to
me.’
Having an immense reserve fund of wrath to get rid of,
and not knowing what to do with it, he continued to ad-
dress his daughter as you instead of thou for the next three
months.
Marius, on his side, had gone forth in indignation. There
was one circumstance which, it must be admitted, aggravat-
ed his exasperation. There are always petty fatalities of the