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I am afraid of Monsieur Javert。 I am afraid of my good Monsieur Javert！〃
So saying； she turned to the inspector again：
〃And yet； you see； Mr。 Inspector； it is necessary to be just。 I understand that you are just； Mr。 Inspector； in fact； it is perfectly simple：
a man amuses himself by putting snow down a woman's back； and that makes the officers laugh； one must divert themselves in some way； and wewell； we are here for them to amuse themselves with； of course！
And then； you； you e； you are certainly obliged to preserve order； you lead off the woman who is in the wrong； but on reflection； since you are a good man； you say that I am to be set at liberty； it is for the sake of the little one； for six months in prison would prevent my supporting my child。 ‘Only； don't do it again； you hussy！'
Oh！
I won't do it again； Monsieur Javert！
They may do whatever they please to me now； I will not stir。
But to…day； you see； I cried because it hurt me。 I was not expecting that snow from the gentleman at all； and then as I told you； I am not well； I have a cough； I seem to have a burning ball in my stomach； and the doctor tells me； ‘Take care of yourself。'
Here； feel； give me your hand； don't be afraid it is here。〃
She no longer wept； her voice was caressing； she placed Javert's coarse hand on her delicate； white throat and looked smilingly at him。
All at once she rapidly adjusted her disordered garments； dropped the folds of her skirt； which had been pushed up as she dragged herself along； almost to the height of her knee； and stepped towards the door； saying to the soldiers in a low voice； and with a friendly nod：
〃Children； Monsieur l'Inspecteur has said that I am to be released； and I am going。〃
She laid her hand on the latch of the door。
One step more and she would be in the street。
Javert up to that moment had remained erect； motionless； with his eyes fixed on the ground； cast athwart this scene like some displaced statue； which is waiting to be put away somewhere。
The sound of the latch roused him。
He raised his head with an expression of sovereign authority； an expression all the more alarming in proportion as the authority rests on a low level； ferocious in the wild beast； atrocious in the man of no estate。
〃Sergeant！〃 he cried； 〃don't you see that that jade is walking off！ Who bade you let her go？〃
〃I；〃 said Madeleine。
Fantine trembled at the sound of Javert's voice； and let go of the latch as a thief relinquishes the article which he has stolen。 At the sound of Madeleine's voice she turned around； and from that moment forth she uttered no word； nor dared so much as to breathe freely； but her glance strayed from Madeleine to Javert； and from Javert to Madeleine in turn； according to which was speaking。
It was evident that Javert must have been exasperated beyond measure before he would permit himself to apostrophize the sergeant as he had done； after the mayor's suggestion that Fantine should be set at liberty。
Had he reached the point of forgetting the mayor's presence？
Had he finally declared to himself that it was impossible that any 〃authority〃 should have given such an order； and that the mayor must certainly have said one thing by mistake for another； without intending it？
Or； in view of the enormities of which he had been a witness for the past two hours； did he say to himself； that it was necessary to recur to supreme resolutions； that it was indispensable that the small should be made great； that the police spy should transform himself into a magistrate； that the policeman should bee a dispenser of justice； and that； in this prodigious extremity； order； law； morality； government； society in its entirety； was personified in him； Javert？
However that may be； when M。 Madeleine uttered that word； _I_； as we have just heard； Police Inspector Javert was seen to turn toward the mayor； pale； cold； with blue lips； and a look of despair； his whole body agitated by an imperceptible quiver and an unprecedented occurrence； and say to him； with downcast eyes but a firm voice：
〃Mr。 Mayor； that cannot be。〃
〃Why not？〃 said M。 Madeleine。
〃This miserable woman has insulted a citizen。〃
〃Inspector Javert；〃 replied the mayor； in a calm and conciliating tone； 〃listen。
You are an honest man； and I feel no hesitation in explaining matters to you。
Here is the true state of the case： I was passing through the square just as you were leading this woman away； there were still groups of people standing about； and I made inquiries and learned everything； it was the townsman who was in the wrong and who should have been arrested by properly conducted police。〃
Javert retorted：
〃This wretch has just insulted Monsieur le Maire。〃
〃That concerns me；〃 said M。 Madeleine。
〃My own insult belongs to me； I think。
I can do what I please about it。〃
〃I beg Monsieur le Maire's pardon。
The insult is not to him but to the law。〃
〃Inspector Javert；〃 replied M。 Madeleine； 〃the highest law is conscience。
I have heard this woman； I know what I am doing。〃
〃And I； Mr。 Mayor； do not know what I see。〃
〃Then content yourself with obeying。〃
〃I am obeying my duty。
My duty demands that this woman shall serve six months in prison。〃
M。 Madeleine replied gently：
〃Heed this well； she will not serve a single day。〃
At this decisive word； Javert ventured to fix a searching look on the mayor and to say； but in a tone of voice that was still profoundly respectful：
〃I am sorry to oppose Monsieur le Maire； it is for the first time in my life； but he will permit me to remark that I am within the bounds of my authority。
I confine myself； since Monsieur le Maire desires it； to the question of the gentleman。
I was present。 This woman flung herself on Monsieur Bamatabnois； who is an elector and the proprietor of that handsome house with a balcony； which forms the corner of the esplanade； three stories high and entirely of cut stone。
Such things as there are in the world！ In any case； Monsieur le Maire； this is a question of police regulations in the streets； and concerns me； and I shall detain this woman Fantine。〃
Then M。 Madeleine folded his arms； and said in a severe voice which no one in the town had heard hitherto：
〃The matter to which you refer is one connected with the municipal police。
According to the terms of articles nine； eleven； fifteen； and sixty…six of the code of criminal examination； I am the judge。
I order that this woman shall be set at liberty。〃
Javert ventured to make a final effort。
〃But； Mr。 Mayor〃
〃I refer you to article eighty…one of the law of the 13th of December； 1799； in regard to arbitrary detention。〃
〃Monsieur le Maire； permit me〃
〃Not another word。〃
〃But〃
〃Leave the room；〃 said M。 Madeleine。
Javert received the blow erect； full in the face； in his breast； like a Russian soldier。
He bowed to the very earth before the mayor and left the room。
Fantine stood aside from the door and stared at him in amazement as he passed。
Nevertheless； she also was the prey to a strange confusion。
She had just seen herself a subject of dispute between two opposing powers。 She had seen two men who held in their hands her liberty； her life； her soul； her child； in bat before her very eyes； one of these men was drawing her towards darkness； the other was leading her back towards the light。
In this conflict； viewed through the exaggerations of terror； these two men had appeared to her like two giants； the one spoke like her demon； the other like her good angel。 The angel had conquered the demon； and； strange to say； that which made her shudder from head to foot was the fact that this angel； this liberator； was the very man whom she abhorred； that mayor whom she had so long regarded as the author of all her woes； that Madeleine！ And at the very moment when she had insulted him in so hideous a fashion； he had saved her！
Had she； then； been mistaken？ Must she change her whole soul？
She did not know； she trembled。 She listened in bewilderment； she looked on in affright； and at every word uttered by M。 Madeleine she felt the frightful shades of hatred crumble and melt within her； and something warm and ineffable； indescribable； which was both joy； confidence and love； dawn in her heart。
When Javert had taken his departure； M。 Madeleine turned to her and said to her in a deliberate voice； like a serious man who does not wish to weep and who finds some difficulty in speaking：
〃I have heard you。
I knew nothing about what you have mentioned。 I believe that it is true； and I feel that it is true。
I was even ignorant of the fact that you had left my shop。
Why did you not apply to me？
But here； I will pay your debts； I will send for your child； or you shall go to her。
You shall live here； in Paris； or where you please。
I undertake the care of your child and yourself。
You shall not work any longer if you do not like。
I will give all the money you require。
You shall be honest and happy once more。
And listen！ I declare to you that if all is as you say；and I do not doubt it； you have never ceased to be virtuous and holy in the sight of God。 Oh！ poor woman。〃
This was more than Fantine could bear。
To have Cosette！
To leave this life of infamy。
To live free； rich； happy； respectable with Cosette； to see all these realities of paradise blossom of a sudden in the midst of her misery。
She stared stupidly at this man who was talking to her； and could only give vent to two or three sobs； 〃Oh！
Oh！
Oh！〃
Her limbs gave way beneath her； she knelt in front of M。 Madeleine； and before he could prevent her he felt her grasp his hand and press her lips to it。
Then she fainted。
BOOK SIXTH。JAVERT
CHAPTER I
THE BEGINNING OF REPOSE
M。 Madeleine had Fantine removed to that infirmary which he had established in his own house。
He confided her to the sisters； who put her to bed。
A burning fever had e on。
She passed a part of the night in delirium and raving。
At length； however； she fell asleep。
On the morrow； towards midday； Fantine awoke。
She heard some one breathing close to her bed； she drew aside the curtain and saw M。 Madeleine standing there and looking at something over her head。 His gaze was full of pity； anguish； and supplication。
She followed its direction； and saw that it was fixed on a crucifix which was nailed to the wall。
Thenceforth； M。 Madeleine was transfigured in Fantine's eyes。
He seemed to her to be clothed in light。
He was absorbed in a sort of prayer。 She gazed at him for a long time without daring to interrupt him。 At last she said timidly：
〃What are you doing？〃
M。 Madeleine had been there for an hour。
He had been waiting for Fantine to awake。
He took her hand； felt of her pulse； and replied：
〃How do you feel？〃
〃Well； I have slept；〃 she replied； 〃I think that I am better； It is nothing。〃
He answered； responding to the first question which she had put to him as though he had just heard it：
〃I was praying to the martyr there on high。〃
And he added in his own mind； 〃For the martyr here below。〃
M。 Madeleine had passed the night and the morning in making inquiries。
He knew all now。 He knew Fantine's history in all its heart…rending details。
He went on：
〃You have suffered much； poor mother。
Oh！ do not plain； you now have the dowry of the elect。
It is thus that men are transformed into angels。
It is not their fault they do not know how to go to work otherwise。
You see this hell from which you have just emerged is the first form of heaven。
It was necessary to begin there。〃
He sighed deeply。
But she smiled on him with that sublime smile in which two teeth were lacking。
That same night； Javert wrote a letter。
The next morning be posted it himself at the office of M。 sur M。 It was addressed to Paris； and the superscription ran：
To Monsieur Chabouillet； Secretary of Monsieur le Prefet of Police。
As the affair in the station…house had been bruited about； the post…mistress and some other persons who saw the letter before it was sent off； and who recognized Javert's handwriting on the cover； thought that he was sending in his resignation。
M。Madeleine made haste to write to the Thenardiers。
Fantine owed them one hundred and twenty francs。
He sent them three hundred francs； telling them to pay themselves from that sum； and to fetch the child instantly to M。 sur M。； where her sick mother required her presence。
This dazzled Thenardier。
〃The devil！〃 said the man to his wife； 〃don't let's allow the child to go。
This lark is going to turn into a milch cow。
I see through it。
Some ninny has taken a fancy to the mother。〃
He replied with a very well drawn…up bill for five hundred and some odd francs。
In this memorandum two indisputable items figured up over three hundred francs；one for the doctor； the other for the apothecary who had attended and physicked Eponine and Azelma throu