Bahorel talking of decency makes Combeferre laugh, but it also makes him frown, and pause.
"I may still mean to read it," he says, slowly. "Surely--it is a fictional account, even if reliable in spots--and any peeking in windows has already been done by Hugo, who has told the world what he's seen. And...is this work renowned? Influential? If so, then there's nothing private about this account anymore. It has become a social force, and its subjects regain no privacy by anyone declining to read it." Or so Combeferre thinks for the moment. He intends to mull it over some more before reading the whole book.
"And if there's information on the spy in there, well, we may need to know it." The spy may be a neutralized force in Milliways, or he may not. Combeferre isn't certain.
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Bahorel talking of decency makes Combeferre laugh, but it also makes him frown, and pause.
"I may still mean to read it," he says, slowly. "Surely--it is a fictional account, even if reliable in spots--and any peeking in windows has already been done by Hugo, who has told the world what he's seen. And...is this work renowned? Influential? If so, then there's nothing private about this account anymore. It has become a social force, and its subjects regain no privacy by anyone declining to read it." Or so Combeferre thinks for the moment. He intends to mull it over some more before reading the whole book.
"And if there's information on the spy in there, well, we may need to know it." The spy may be a neutralized force in Milliways, or he may not. Combeferre isn't certain.