"Decamp, fairy, and leave men to do their business."
Éponine let go Montparnasse's hand, which she had seized again, and said,—
"So you intend to enter this house?"
"A little," the ventriloquist said with a grin.
She leaned against the railings, faced these six men armed to the teeth, to whom night gave demoniac faces, and said in a firm, low voice,—
"Well, I will not let you!"
They stopped in stupefaction, but the ventriloquist completed his laugh. She continued,—
"Friends, listen to me, for it's now my turn to speak. If you enter this garden or touch this railing I will scream, knock at doors, wake people; I will have you all six seized, and call the police."
"She is capable of doing it," Thénardier whispered to the ventriloquist and Brujon.
She shook her head, and added,—