“He was in accord neither with his grandfather nor with his friends; daring in the eyes of the one, he was behind the times in the eyes of the others, and he recognized the fact that he was doubly isolated, on the side of age and on the side of youth. He ceased to go to the Café Musain.
In the troubled state of his conscience, he no longer thought of certain serious sides of existence. The realities of life do not allow themselves to be forgotten.
They soon elbowed him abruptly.
One morning, the proprietor of the hotel entered Marius' room and said to him:— «Monsieur Courfeyrac answered for you.»
«But I must have my money.»”