[Perhaps what he ought to say is that whatever Linneus might have done, he does not deserve debasement such that awaits him at the altar, for all in this world have done wrong at one time or another: such is the nature of man. Yet the nature of God is to forgive.
As the young man frets, the old man files. Soon Jean Valjean's work is complete and the sawed ends of the rope fall to the floor. No sooner has this happened than he rises to his feet, tucking the false coin back into his pocket and pulling Linneus into the crowd with him in one fluid motion. With the way that the mob presses against the row of prisoners, it becomes difficult to distinguish where one group ends and the other begins, and he uses this to his advantage, melting into the writhing mass of anger as would one shadow into another.]
Keep your head down, [He murmurs gently.
Already Jean Valjean's coat is off and this he wraps around the young man's shoulders - in his eyes a young woman still. He links arms with him too, to play the part of one guiding a family member through the crowd.]
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As the young man frets, the old man files. Soon Jean Valjean's work is complete and the sawed ends of the rope fall to the floor. No sooner has this happened than he rises to his feet, tucking the false coin back into his pocket and pulling Linneus into the crowd with him in one fluid motion. With the way that the mob presses against the row of prisoners, it becomes difficult to distinguish where one group ends and the other begins, and he uses this to his advantage, melting into the writhing mass of anger as would one shadow into another.]
Keep your head down, [He murmurs gently.
Already Jean Valjean's coat is off and this he wraps around the young man's shoulders - in his eyes a young woman still. He links arms with him too, to play the part of one guiding a family member through the crowd.]