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him.’
Of whom was Jondrette speaking? Whom had he recog-
nized? M. Leblanc? The father of ‘his Ursule’? What! Did
Jondrette know him? Was Marius about to obtain in this
abrupt and unexpected fashion all the information without
which his life was so dark to him? Was he about to learn at
last who it was that he loved, who that young girl was? Who
her father was? Was the dense shadow which enwrapped
them on the point of being dispelled? Was the veil about to
be rent? Ah! Heavens!
He bounded rather than climbed upon his commode,
and resumed his post near the little peep-hole in the parti-
tion wall.
Again he beheld the interior of Jondrette’s hovel.