Jean-Christophe Journey's End by Romain Rolland
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He said it only out of generosity. But, as soon as he had said it, he began to believe it. They stayed still and did not speak. They could not see each other. Outside the night was so fair, so sweet!... The little cripple murmured: "How good it will be when one is dead!" He could hear Rainette's soft breathing. He said: "Good-night, little one." Tenderly came Rainette's voice: "Good-night." He went away comforted. He was glad that Rainette had forgiven him. And, in his inmost soul, the little sufferer was not sorry to think that he had been the cause of suffering to the girl. * * * * * Olivier had gone into retirement once more. It was not long before Christophe rejoined him. It was very certain that their place was not with the syndicalist movement: Olivier could not throw in his lot with such people. And Christophe would not. Olivier flung away from them in the name of the weak and the oppressed; Christophe in the name of the |
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