Oeuvres de Victor Hugo . y ? Vous ai-je fait anyinjury ? Non, répondit-il. Certainement il n'avait pas de problème pour trouver avec elle. Loin de là.Toujours, il a estimé qu'il ne pouvait pas être familiers avec Éponine,maintenant qu'il aimait Cosette. Comme il restait silencieux, elle s'exclama : - Dites-moi - puis elle s'arrêta. C'était comme si les mots échoué cette créa-ture, qui était autrefois si insouciante et si gras. Elle tosmile essayé et n'a pas. Elle a continué : - Bien - puis elle se tut de nouveau, et baissa les yeux sur le terrain. Bonne nuit, Monsieur Marius, elle a soudainement dit, andwent loin. Chapitre IV Le jour suivant était le 3 juin 1832, une date à whic

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Works of Victor Hugo . y ? Have I done you anyinjury? No, he answered. Certainly he had no fault to find with her. Far from it.Still, he felt that he could not be familiar with Eponine, now that he loved Cosette. As he remained silent, she exclaimed: — Tell me — Then she stopped. It seemed as if words failed this crea-ture, who was formerly so heedless and so bold. She tried tosmile and could not. She continued: — Well — Then she was silent again, and looked down on the ground. Good-night, Monsieur Marius, she suddenly said, andwent away. CHAPTER IV THE next day was June 3, 1832, a date to which we drawattention, on account of the grave events which wereat that moment hanging over the horizon of Paris in the stateof lightning-charged clouds. Marius, at nightfall, was fol-lowing the same road as on the previous evening, with thesame ravishing thoughts in his heart, when he saw between thetrees on the boulevard, Eponine coming toward him. Twodays running, — that was too much. He hurriedly turned iDog.. Then she set her bark to the gate, faced the six ruffians armed to theteeth, —and said in a firm low voice:—Well, I dont intend that you shall. Les Miserablea. St. Denis: Page 221. ST. DENIS 217 back, left the boulevard, changed his course, and went to theRue Plumet by the Rue Monsieur. This led Eponine to follow him as far as the Rue Plumet, — a thing she had never done before. Hitherto, she hadcontented herself with watching him as he passed along theboulevard, without attempting to meet him. Last eveningwas the first time that she had ventured to address him. Eponine followed him, then, without his suspecting it. Shesaw him move the gate-bar aside and step into the garden. Hullo! said she; he enters the house! She went up to the gate, felt the bars in turn, and easilydistinguished the one which Marius had removed. She mut-tered in a low voice, and in melancholy accents: None ofthat, Lisette! She sat down on the stone base of the fence, close to thebar, as

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