(FANTINE enters L)
FANTINE : You wish to see me, Madame Forewoman?
FOREWMAN : This is for you. (Offers a small envelope.)
FANTINE : what is it?
FOREWMAN : Filty francs.
FANTINE : I don't understand.
FOREWMAN :On behalf of the Mayor, you are no longer wanted in this stop. I am letting you go.
FANTINE : But why? What have I done?
FOREWMAN : Not only are you a mediocre worked, Mademoiselle, but you are a woman of loose character. It is well known you have a child in Montfermeil.
VICTURNIEN : Don't bother trying to deny it. I have seen her. I have seen her. I have just retumed from Paris. I stopped at Montfermeil on the way.
FANTINE : No , please. (Coughing) I must have this job. How will Ipay for my daughter's keep?
FOREWMAN : That is not my concern. You're young and pretty, you can find some way to pay.
VICTURNIEN : But not here, Mademoiselle. Try the streets of Paris.
FANTINE : Please, give me one more chance. Let me speak with the mayor.
VICTURNIEN : The mayor has no interest in you.
FOREWMAN : Please, Mademoiselle, leave these premises at once, or i shall be for inspector Javert.
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