Chapter 96: Chapter 96

III Men Must Have Wine, and Horses Must Have Water Four new travellers had arrived. Cosette was meditating sadly; for, although she was only eight years old, she had already suffered so much that she reflected with the lugubrious air of an old woman. Her eye was black in consequence of a blow from Madame Thénardier’s fist, which caused the latter to remark from time to time, “How ugly she is with her fist-blow on her eye!” Cosette was thinking that it was dark, very dark, that the p…