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was there to preside； the counsel for the defence that he was there to defend。 It was a striking circumstance that no question was put； that no authority intervened。
The peculiarity of sublime spectacles is； that they capture all souls and turn witnesses into spectators。 No one； probably； could have explained what he felt； no one； probably； said to himself that he was witnessing the splendid outburst of a grand light：
all felt themselves inwardly dazzled。
It was evident that they had Jean Valjean before their eyes。 That was clear。
The appearance of this man had sufficed to suffuse with light that matter which had been so obscure but a moment previously； without any further explanation：
the whole crowd； as by a sort of electric revelation； understood instantly and at a single glance the simple and magnificent history of a man who was delivering himself up so that another man might not be condemned in his stead。 The details； the hesitations； little possible oppositions； were swallowed up in that vast and luminous fact。
It was an impression which vanished speedily； but which was irresistible at the moment。
〃I do not wish to disturb the court further；〃 resumed Jean Valjean。 〃I shall withdraw； since you do not arrest me。
I have many things to do。 The district…attorney knows who I am； he knows whither I am going； he can have me arrested when he likes。〃
He directed his steps towards the door。
Not a voice was raised； not an arm extended to hinder him。
All stood aside。
At that moment there was about him that divine something which causes multitudes to stand aside and make way for a man。
He traversed the crowd slowly。 It was never known who opened the door； but it is certain that he found the door open when he reached it。
On arriving there he turned round and said：
〃I am at your mand； Mr。 District…Attorney。〃
Then he addressed the audience：
〃All of you； all who are presentconsider me worthy of pity； do you not？
Good God！
When I think of what I was on the point of doing； I consider that I am to be envied。
Nevertheless； I should have preferred not to have had this occur。〃
He withdrew； and the door closed behind him as it had opened； for those who do certain sovereign things are always sure of being served by some one in the crowd。
Less than an hour after this； the verdict of the jury freed the said Champmathieu from all accusations； and Champmathieu； being at once released； went off in a state of stupefaction； thinking that all men were fools； and prehending nothing of this vision。
BOOK EIGHTH。A COUNTER…BLOW
CHAPTER I
IN WHAT MIRROR M。 MADELEINE CONTEMPLATES HIS HAIR
The day had begun to dawn。
Fantine had passed a sleepless and feverish night； filled with happy visions； at daybreak she fell asleep。 Sister Simplice； who had been watching with her； availed herself of this slumber to go and prepare a new potion of chinchona。 The worthy sister had been in the laboratory of the infirmary but a few moments； bending over her drugs and phials； and scrutinizing things very closely； on account of the dimness which the half…light of dawn spreads over all objects。
Suddenly she raised her head and uttered a faint shriek。
M。 Madeleine stood before her； he had just entered silently。
〃Is it you； Mr。 Mayor？〃 she exclaimed。
He replied in a low voice：
〃How is that poor woman？〃
〃Not so bad just now； but we have been very uneasy。〃
She explained to him what had passed：
that Fantine had been very ill the day before； and that she was better now； because she thought that the mayor had gone to Montfermeil to get her child。 The sister dared not question the mayor； but she perceived plainly from his air that he had not e from there。
〃All that is good；〃 said he； 〃you were right not to undeceive her。〃
〃Yes；〃 responded the sister； 〃but now； Mr。 Mayor； she will see you and will not see her child。
What shall we say to her？〃
He reflected for a moment。
〃God will inspire us；〃 said he。
〃But we cannot tell a lie；〃 murmured the sister； half aloud。
It was broad daylight in the room。
The light fell full on M。 Madeleine's face。
The sister chanced to raise her eyes to it。
〃Good God； sir！〃 she exclaimed； 〃what has happened to you？ Your hair is perfectly white！〃
〃White！〃 said he。
Sister Simplice had no mirror。
She rummaged in a drawer； and pulled out the little glass which the doctor of the infirmary used to see whether a patient was dead and whether he no longer breathed。 M。 Madeleine took the mirror； looked at his hair； and said：
〃Well！〃
He uttered the word indifferently； and as though his mind were on something else。
The sister felt chilled by something strange of which she caught a glimpse in all this。
He inquired：
〃Can I see her？〃
〃Is not Monsieur le Maire going to have her child brought back to her？〃 said the sister； hardly venturing to put the question。
〃Of course； but it will take two or three days at least。〃
〃If she were not to see Monsieur le Maire until that time；〃 went on the sister； timidly； 〃she would not know that Monsieur le Maire had returned； and it would be easy to inspire her with patience； and when the child arrived； she would naturally think Monsieur le Maire had just e with the child。
We should not have to enact a lie。〃
M。 Madeleine seemed to reflect for a few moments； then he said with his calm gravity：
〃No； sister； I must see her。
I may； perhaps； be in haste。〃
The nun did not appear to notice this word 〃perhaps；〃 which municated an obscure and singular sense to the words of the mayor's speech。 She replied； lowering her eyes and her voice respectfully：
〃In that case； she is asleep； but Monsieur le Maire may enter。〃
He made some remarks about a door which shut badly； and the noise of which might awaken the sick woman； then he entered Fantine's chamber； approached the bed and drew aside the curtains。
She was asleep。 Her breath issued from her breast with that tragic sound which is peculiar to those maladies； and which breaks the hearts of mothers wh