"Can't be done under seven, and six months paid in advance."
"Six times seven are forty-two," said the landlady.
"I will pay it," said the mother.
"And seventeen francs in addition for extra expenses," the man's voice added.
"Total fifty-seven francs," said Madame Thénardier; and through these figures she sang vaguely,—
"Il le faut, disait un guerrier."
"I will pay it," the mother said; "I have eighty francs, and shall have enough left to get home on foot. I shall earn money there, and so soon as I have a little I will come and fetch my darling."
The man's voice continued,—
"Has the little one a stock of clothing?"
"It is my husband," said Mother Thénardier.