This remark summed up the situation and aroused Jean Valjean from his revery.
The two men took counsel together.
"In the first place,"' said Fauchelevent, "you will begin by not setting foot outside of this chamber, either you or the child. One step in the garden and we are done for."
"That is true."
"Monsieur Madeleine," resumed Fauchelevent, "you have arrived at a very auspicious moment, I mean to say a very inauspicious moment; one of the ladies is very ill.
This will prevent them from looking much in our direction.
It seems that she is dying.
The prayers of the forty hours are being said.
The whole community is in confusion. That occupies them.
The one who is on the point of departure is a saint.
In fact, we are all saints here; all the difference between them and me is that they say `our cell,' and that I say `my cabin.'
The prayers for the dying are to be said, and then the prayers for the dead.
We shall be at peace here for to-day; but I will not answer for to-morrow."
"Still," observed Jean Valjean, "this cottage is in the niche of the wall, it is hidden by a sort of ruin, there are trees, it is not visible from the convent."
"And I add that the nuns never come near it."
"Well?" said Jean Valjean.
The interrogation mark which accentuated this "well" signified: "it seems to me that one may remain concealed here?"
It was to this interrogation point that Fauchelevent responded:--
"There are the little girls."
"What little girls?" asked Jean Valjean.