"You see her only a little, in a cold and dreadful room. And--permitted? Permitted by who? Cosette would permit so much more..."

She trails off, seeing him rise. Who would permit M. Madeleine so little? Marius? His grandfather? Now here is a mystery, and M. Madeleine doesn't seem inclined to help her with it. "I'm glad to see you, too," she says. "Thank you again for all you've done for Cosette--and oh, please do be more sensible about her, from now on. Don't grieve her by staying away."