"Forgiving his work at the barricade? That's--well, it is ours to forgive, at least each of us a little bit, individually?"
Feuilly frowns at Bahorel, seriously weighing for a moment whether he needs to move the conversation to another place, given the current state of his room, with his work laid out everywhere. Please don't break any of his fan-making tools, Bahorel.
"But--read--? Oh, that Hugo novel, do you mean? Or something else?" That might answer the unspoken question. No. He hasn't read it. Enjolras had pointed out some particularly essential bits, but he hadn't gone beyond that himself.
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Date: 2015-08-19 11:52 am (UTC)From:Feuilly frowns at Bahorel, seriously weighing for a moment whether he needs to move the conversation to another place, given the current state of his room, with his work laid out everywhere. Please don't break any of his fan-making tools, Bahorel.
"But--read--? Oh, that Hugo novel, do you mean? Or something else?" That might answer the unspoken question. No. He hasn't read it. Enjolras had pointed out some particularly essential bits, but he hadn't gone beyond that himself.