"That strengthens all of our speculations, then. Either Hugo created our own world--living in a Paris of his own, of course, because a Hugo could only grow in a Paris, but he's created a separate world with its own Paris--or else his mind and soul connected with those of people in our world, somehow. Not just ours, but everyone you listed."
No matter which is true: Jehan is enraptured.
But he still scowls at the mention of the spy. "Yes--the spy's alive, in a material sense. How did that come to be?" Jehan can't imagine Enjolras or any of them allowing it, unless perhaps Combeferre urged mercy for some reason.
"And it would be good to meet Pontmercy's wife! She must be a sensitive soul, to be a match for him."
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Date: 2015-05-11 04:05 am (UTC)From:No matter which is true: Jehan is enraptured.
But he still scowls at the mention of the spy. "Yes--the spy's alive, in a material sense. How did that come to be?" Jehan can't imagine Enjolras or any of them allowing it, unless perhaps Combeferre urged mercy for some reason.
"And it would be good to meet Pontmercy's wife! She must be a sensitive soul, to be a match for him."