Chapter 215 Thirteen alone in the distance, do not want to chant "Our Heavenly Father"

In spite of his fascination, Marius, as we have already mentioned, had a firm and strong character.The habit of solitary thought, while developing his sympathy and pity, may have tempered that excitable disposition, but it had not at all affected his good-natured temperament.He has the mercy of a Brahman and the sternness of a judge. He can't bear to hurt a toad, but he can kill a poisonous snake.And what he is looking at now is a poisonous snake cave, and what is in front of him is a magic cave. "The rascals must be stopped," he thought to himself. None of the riddles he had hoped to guess had been solved, on the contrary, perhaps each had become more impenetrable.Nothing was added about the pretty girl in the Luxembourg Gardens and the man he privately called Mr. Bai, except that Jondrette knew them.Through the ambiguous words I heard, one thing is clear, that is, a sinister assassination plot is being prepared, both of them are facing great danger, she may be spared, but her father will definitely be killed , they must be rescued, Jondrette's malicious tricks must be crushed, and the spider's webs must be swept away.

He looked at Madame Jondrette for a while.She dragged out an old tin stove from the corner of the room, and went to turn over a pile of scrap iron. He jumped down from the chest of drawers very softly, taking care not to make a sound. In the horror of what was planned and the loathing the Jondrettes aroused in him, he could not help feeling a kind of relief in the thought that he might be able to do something for the one he loved. But what should be done?Inform the two men who were plotted against?Where to find them?He doesn't know their addresses.She reappeared for a moment before his eyes, and then disappeared again in the vast sea of ​​Paris.At six o'clock in the evening, wait for Mr. Bai at the door, and tell him the conspiracy as soon as he arrives?But Jondrette and his gang will see his prying intentions. The place is desolate and the balance of power is very different. They have a way to either detain him or take him far away, so that he will save People are finished.One had just struck, the murder would not be carried out until six, and Marius had five hours before him.

There is only one way. He put on his modest clothes, tied a scarf around his neck, picked up his hat, and slipped out as quietly as if he were walking barefoot on moss. Madam Jondrette was still rummaging through the pile of scrap metal. Out of the gate, he walked towards Little Bankers Street. In the middle of this street, there is a very low wall, and several places on the wall can be crossed in one step. Behind the wall is a wasteland.He thought about it all the way, walked slowly from this place, and the sound of his footsteps disappeared in the snow.Suddenly he heard someone whispering in his ear.He turned his head to look, the street was deserted, no one was there, and it was broad daylight, but he clearly heard someone talking.

He thought of sticking his head out to the top of the wall beside him and looking. Sure enough, there were two people, with their backs against the wall, sitting in the snow talking in a low voice. Those two faces were faces he had never seen before.One has a beard and wears a cloth shirt, and the other has long hair and tattered clothes.The bearded one wore a Grecian hat, the other was bald, with snowflakes in his hair. Marius put his head over theirs, and could hear what they were saying. The one with the long hair nudged the other and said: "With the cat boss, there will be no trouble."

"What do you think?" said the bearded man.Then the one with the long hair said: "Each person has a note of 500 yuan, so it's all bad luck, five years, six years, ten years will be the end." The other scratched his scalp with his hand under his Greek hat, and answered hesitantly: "Yes, this thing is not fake at all. No one can say no to it." "I bet there's nothing wrong with this sale," added the one with the long hair, "that old wagon with a harness to it." Then they talked about a musical play they had seen the night before at the Jazz.

Marius went on his way. He felt that the two men, hiding behind the wall and squatting in the snow, were speaking half-understood words, which might not be unrelated to Jondrette's intrigue. The "problem" is here. He walked towards the suburb of San Marceau, and asked the first shop he came across to find out where the police post was. He was told of 14 rue Pontoise. Marius went there. As he passed a bakery, he bought two sous of bread and ate it, thinking that supper would not be very reliable. As he walked, he thanked God.He thought that if he had not given the five francs to Miss Jondrette that morning, he would have followed M. Bai's carriage long ago, and would know nothing, and nothing could stop the Jondrettes. Kouzi's assassination plot, Mr. Bai is finished, and his daughter must also be finished with him.