Like Jean Valjean, she had, a few hours previously, passed through that reaction of the soul which absolutely will not hear of unhappiness. She began to cherish hope, with all her might, without knowing why. Then she felt a pang at her heart.
`I tell you, it's just here. As soon as you get out...' he said, keeping hold all the while of the mudguard of the carriage.
the High Inquisitor will be expelled.