nd the ruins of the old convent, in a corner which no one ever looks into.
There are three rooms in it."
The hut was, in fact, so well hidden behind the ruins, and so cleverly arranged to prevent it being seen, that Jean Valjean had not perceived it.
"Good," said Jean Valjean.
"Now I am going to ask two things of you."
"What are they, Mr. Mayor?"
"In the first place, you are not to tell any one what you know about me. In the second, you are not to try to find out anything more."
"As you please.
I know that you can do nothing that is not honest, that you have always been a man after the good God''s heart. And then, moreover, you it was who placed me here.
That concerns you. I am at your service."
"That is settled then.
Now, come with me.
We will go and get the child."
"Ah!" said Fauchelevent, "so there is a child?"
He added not a word further, and followed Jean Valjean as a dog follows his master.
Less than half an hour afterwards Cosette, who had grown rosy again before the flame of a good fire, was lying asleep in the old gardener''s bed.
Jean Valjean had put on his cravat and coat once more; his hat, which he had flung over the wall, had been found and picked up.
While Jean Valjean was putting on his coat, Fauchelevent had removed the bell and kneecap, which now hung on a nail beside a vintage basket that adorned the wall.