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Posted: Sun 5:33, 20 Mar 2011 Post subject: Hermes Birkin |
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o her to be possible; at length she cried:--"Father! What are those men in those carts?"Jean Valjean replied: "Convicts.""Whither are they going?""To the galleys."At that moment,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], the cudgelling, multiplied by a hundred hands, became zealous, blows with the flat of the sword were mingled with it, it was a perfect storm of whips and clubs; the convicts bent before it, a hideous obedience was evoked by the torture, and all held their peace, darting glances like chained wolves. Cosette trembled in every limb; she resumed:--"Father,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], are they still men?""Sometimes," answered the unhappy man.It was the chain-gang, in fact, which had set out before daybreak from Bicetre, and had taken the road to Mans in order to avoid Fontainebleau,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], where the King then was. This caused the horrible journey to last three or four days longer; but torture may surely be prolonged with the object of sparing the royal personage a sight of it.Jean Valjean returned home utterly overwhelmed. Such encounters are shocks, and the memory that they leave behind them resembles a thorough shaking up.Nevertheless, Jean Valjean did not observe that, on his way back to the Rue de Babylone with Cosette, the latter was plying him with other questions on the subject of what they had just seen; perhaps he was too much absorbed in his own dejection to notice her words and reply to them. But when Cosette was leaving him in the evening, to betake herself to bed, he heard her say in a low voice,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and as though talking to herse
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