“What is your name?”
“My name is Marius,” said he. “And yours?”
“My name is Cosette.”
Little Gavroche
The Malicious Playfulness of the Wind
Since 1823, when the tavern of Montfermeil was on the way to shipwreck and was being gradually engulfed, not in the abyss of a bankruptcy, but in the cesspool of petty debts, the Thénardier pair had had two other children; both males. That made five; two girls and three boys.
Madame Thénardier had got rid of the last two, while they were still young and very small, with remarkable luck.