Chapter 341 Wavering in the Eleven Absolutes

During the whole journey they did not speak again. What did Jean Valjean intend to do?To finish what he had begun, to inform Cosette, to tell her where Marius was, to give her some other useful directions, and, if possible, to make some final arrangements.As for him, as far as he was concerned, that was all; he was arrested by Javert, and he did not resist; if another man had been in this situation, he would have remembered to some extent the rope that Thenardier had given him and the fact that he would enter. but, since seeing the bishop, Jean Valjean, from all affronts, including himself, we may say with certainty that religion has held him back.

Suicide, this mysterious act of brutality against the unknown, which in a way means the death of the soul, was impossible for Jean Valjean. At the entrance of Wuren Street, the car stopped, because the street was too narrow, the car couldn't get in.Javert and Jean Valjean alighted. The coachman humbly suggested to "Mr. Scout" that the Utrecht velvet of his car was stained with the blood of the victim and the mud of the murderer.This is how he understands it.He said that he must be paid a compensation, and at the same time he drew his notebook from his pocket and asked Mr. Scout to write "a little proof" for him.

Javert pushed back the little book which the coachman handed him, and said: "How much should I give you in total, including the waiting money and the fare?" "Seven and a quarter of an hour," replied the coachman, "and my velvet is new. Eighty francs, Monsieur Scout." Javert drew four gold napoleons from his pocket, and sent the carriage away. Jean Valjean suspected that Javert wanted to take him on foot to the outpost of the White Coat Shop or the outpost of the Monument, which were not far away. They went into the street, which was still empty.Javert followed Jean Valjean, and when they reached number seven, Jean Valjean knocked at the door, which opened.

"Well," said Javert, "up." He seemed to be struggling to say something like this with a strange expression: "I'll wait for you here." Jean Valjean looked at Javert, who was not in keeping with Javert's habits.However, if Javert now had a haughty trust in him, like a cat gives a little mouse a free trust as long as its paw, since Jean Valjean was determined to surrender himself and to put an end to everything, Javert This approach will not surprise him too much.He pushed open the door, walked into the room, called to the porter who was sleeping on the bed and pulled the door rope beside the bed: "It's me!" and went upstairs.

On the second floor, he took a break.All painful paths have stops.The landing window, a hanging window, was left open, as in many old-fashioned houses, from which the staircase got light and a view of the street.The street lights on the street are installed on the opposite side, and also illuminate a little bit of the stairs, so that lighting can be saved. Jean Valjean looked out of the window, probably to catch his breath, or mechanically, and stooped to look into the street.The streets are short and well lit from end to end.Jean Valjean was stupefied with surprise. There was no one else.

Javert was gone.