ong with the thousand.
"Yes, assassin!
You there saved the life of a Colonel.
. ."
"Of a General," said Thenardier, elevating his head.
"Of a Colonel!" repeated Marius in a rage.
"I wouldn''t give a ha''penny for a general.
And you come here to commit infamies!
I tell you that you have committed all crimes.
Go! disappear!
Only be happy, that is all that I desire.
Ah! monster! here are three thousand francs more.
Take them.
You will depart to-morrow, for America, with your daughter; for your wife is dead, you abominable liar.
I shall watch over your departure, you ruffian, and at that moment I will count out to you twenty thousand francs.
Go get yourself hung elsewhere!"
"Monsieur le Baron!" replied Thenardier, bowing to the very earth, "eternal gratitude."
And Thenardier left the room, understanding nothing, stupefied and delighted with this sweet crushing beneath sacks of gold, and with that thunder which had burst forth over his head in bank-bills.
Struck by lightning he was, but he was also content; and he would have been greatly angered had he had a lightning rod to ward off such lightning as that.
Let us finish with this man at once.
Two days after the events which we are at this moment narrating, he set out, thanks to Marius'' care, for America under a false name, with his daughter Azelma, furnished with a draft on New York for twenty thousand francs.