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ld be so poignant and so terrible as this face； wherein was displayed all that may be designated as the evil of the good。
BOOK EIGHTH。A COUNTER…BLOW
CHAPTER IV
AUTHORITY REASSERTS ITS RIGHTS
Fantine had not seen Javert since the day on which the mayor had torn her from the man。
Her ailing brain prehended nothing； but the only thing which she did not doubt was that he had e to get her。 She could not endure that terrible face； she felt her life quitting her； she hid her face in both hands； and shrieked in her anguish：
〃Monsieur Madeleine； save me！〃
Jean Valjeanwe shall henceforth not speak of him otherwise had risen。
He said to Fantine in the gentlest and calmest of voices：
〃Be at ease； it is not for you that he is e。〃
Then he addressed Javert； and said：
〃I know what you want。〃
Javert replied：
〃Be quick about it！〃
There lay in the inflection of voice which acpanied these words something indescribably fierce and frenzied。
Javert did not say； 〃Be quick about it！〃 he said 〃Bequiabouit。〃
No orthography can do justice to the accent with which it was uttered： it was no longer a human word：
it was a roar。
He did not proceed according to his custom； he did not enter into the matter； he exhibited no warrant of arrest。
In his eyes； Jean Valjean was a sort of mysterious batant； who was not to be laid hands upon； a wrestler in the dark whom he had had in his grasp for the last five years； without being able to throw him。 This arrest was not a beginning； but an end。
He confined himself to saying； 〃Be quick about it！〃
As he spoke thus； he did not advance a single step； he hurled at Jean Valjean a glance which he threw out like a grappling…hook； and with which he was accustomed to draw wretches violently to him。
It was this glance which Fantine had felt penetrating to the very marrow of her bones two months previously。
At Javert's exclamation； Fantine opened her eyes once more。 But the mayor was there； what had she to fear？
Javert advanced to the middle of the room； and cried：
〃See here now！
Art thou ing？〃
The unhappy woman glanced about her。
No one was present excepting the nun and the mayor。
To whom could that abject use of 〃thou〃 be addressed？
To her only。
She shuddered。
Then she beheld a most unprecedented thing； a thing so unprecedented that nothing equal to it had appeared to her even in the blackest deliriums of fever。
She beheld Javert； the police spy； seize the mayor by the collar； she saw the mayor bow his head。
It seemed to her that the world was ing to an end。
Javert had； in fact； grasped Jean Valjean by the collar。
〃Monsieur le Maire！〃 shrieked Fantine。
Javert burst out laughing with that frightful laugh which displayed all his gums。
〃There is no longer any Monsieur le Maire here！〃
Jean Valjean made no attempt to disengage the hand which grasped the collar of his coat。
He said：
〃Javert〃
Javert interrupted him：
〃Call me Mr。 Inspector。〃
〃Monsieur；〃 said Jean Valjean； 〃I should like to say a word to you in private。〃
〃Aloud！
Say it aloud！〃 replied Javert； 〃people are in the habit of talking aloud to me。〃
Jean Valjean went on in a lower tone：
〃I have a request to make of you〃
〃I tell you to speak loud。〃
〃But you alone should hear it〃
〃What difference does that make to me？
I shall not listen。〃
Jean Valjean turned towards him and said very rapidly and in a very low voice：
〃Grant me three days' grace！ three days in which to go and fetch the child of this unhappy woman。
I will pay whatever is necessary。 You shall acpany me if you choose。〃
〃You are making sport of me！〃 cried Javert。
〃e now； I did not think you such a fool！
You ask me to give you three days in which to run away！
You say that it is for the purpose of fetching that creature's child！
Ah！
Ah！
That's good！
That's really capital！〃
Fantine was seized with a fit of trembling。
〃My child！〃 she cried； 〃to go and fetch my child！
She is not here； then！
Answer me； sister； where is Cosette？
I want my child！ Monsieur Madeleine！
Monsieur le Maire！〃
Javert stamped his foot。
〃And now there's the other one！
Will you hold your tongue； you hussy？ It's a pretty sort of a place where convicts are magistrates； and where women of the town are cared for like countesses！
Ah！
But we are going to change all that； it is high time！〃
He stared intently at Fantine； and added； once more taking into his grasp Jean Valjean's cravat； shirt and collar：
〃I tell you that there is no Monsieur Madeleine and that there is no Monsieur le Maire。
There is a thief； a brigand； a convict named Jean Valjean！
And I have him in my grasp！
That's what there is！〃
Fantine raised herself in bed with a bound； supporting herself on her stiffened arms and on both hands：
she gazed at Jean Valjean； she gazed at Javert； she gazed at the nun； she opened her mouth as though to speak； a rattle proceeded from the depths of her throat； her teeth chattered； she stretched out her arms in her agony； opening her hands convulsively； and fumbling about her like a drowning person； then suddenly fell back on her pillow。
Her head struck the head…board of the bed and fell forwards on her breast； with gaping mouth and staring； sightless eyes。
She was dead。
Jean Valjean laid his hand upon the detaining hand of Javert； and opened it as he would have opened the hand of a baby； then he said to Javert：
〃You have murdered that woman。〃
〃Let's have an end of this！〃 shouted Javert； in a fury； 〃I am not here to listen to argument。
Let us economize all that； the guard is below； march on instantly； or you'll get the thumb…screws！〃
In the corner of the room stood an old iron bedstead； which was in a decidedly decrepit state； and which served the sisters as a camp…bed when they were watching with the sick。
Jean Valjean stepped up to this bed； in a twinkling wrenched off the head…piece； which was already in a dilapidated condition； a