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d been broken away. "Look at the wall! He must have climbed over into the 30 lane! And all our silver stolen! What a crime!" After a moment's silence, the Bishop said earnestly to Madame Magloire, "As a matter of fact, was the silver really ours?" The old housekeeper stood speechless. The Bishop continued, 5 "It was wrong of me to keep that silver; it belonged rightfully to the poor. And that man was a poor man, surely." "Oh, Monseigneur!" murmured Madame Magloire, "neither Mademoiselle your sister, nor I, care about the 10 silver. It was only for you. What will Monseigneur eat with now?" "Are not pewter forks and spoons to be had?" said the Bishop. "Pewter smells," said Madame Magloire. 15 "Then iron?" continued the Bishop. "Iron has a bad taste," and Madame Magloire grimaced expressively. "That still leaves wood," exclaimed the Bishop triumphantly. Later, at breakfast, the Bishop jokingly commented 20 to his silent sister and grumbling housekeeper, that for a breakfast of bread and milk even a wooden fork was unnecessary. "Just think of it," muttered Madame Magloire as she trotted back and forth between the dining room and kitchen, 25 "to take in a convict like that, and let him eat and sleep with decent people. It's lucky that he didn't do worse than steal. It terrifies one just to think of what might have happened." At the moment that the Bishop and his sister were 30 leaving the table, there was a knock at the door. "Enter," said the Bishop. The door opened, and there appeared three gendarmes holding a man by the collar. The man was Jean Valjean. The leader of the party, a corporal, saluted the Bishop. "Monseigneur," he began. Jean Valjean looked up, dazed. 5 "Monseigneur!" he muttered, "then this is not an inn. He is not just a priest!" "Silence," commanded the corporal. "This is Monseigneur the Bishop." The aged Bishop was making his way to Jean Valjean as 10 rapidly as he could. "Ah, here you are again," he said, "I am glad to see you. You know I gave you the candlesticks, too. Why did you not take them? They are worth at least 200 francs. You should have take
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