Madeleine et Fantine"Monsieur!" the mayor panted, leaning against the doorframe of the small shop, out of breath from running. "Monsieur, have you seen a woman with long, golden hair?"More Like This
"Yes, she went that way," the shopkeeper responded, pointing the Mayor in the right direction.
"Thank you, Monsieur," Madeleine replied before running off again.
The shopkeeper's wife looked up from her sweeping with a smile. "It appears Monsieur Madeleine is in love."
"You'll give me ten francs?" Fantine asked in shock.
"Of course, Mam'selle. I've never seen such lovely hair," the barber answered sincerely.
"Then cut it off."
"If you "
"No!" Madeleine cried, bursting into the barber shop.
"Monsieur le Maire! Is is there a problem?" the barber asked.
"There will be if you allow this woman to sacrifice her hair."
"Monsieur, whatever do you mean?" Fantine inquired.
"Mademoiselle," he said in a voice one uses when praying, "I would sooner cut off my arm than even one strand of your beautifu