Chapter 66: Chapter 66

XI Champmathieu More and More Astonished It was he, in fact. The clerk’s lamp illumined his countenance. He held his hat in his hand; there was no disorder in his clothing; his coat was carefully buttoned; he was very pale, and he trembled slightly; his hair, which had still been gray on his arrival in Arras, was now entirely white: it had turned white during the hour he had sat there. All heads were raised: the sensation was indescribable; there was a momentary hesitation in the audie…