everyonewasabird: He sat down, leaned upon a table near the window, looked at Enjolras with an inexp
everyonewasabird: He sat down, leaned upon a table near the window, looked at Enjolras with an inexpressible gentleness, and said to him: “You know I believe in you.”“Go away.”“Let me sleep here.”“Go and sleep somewhere else,” cried Enjolras.But Grantaire, still keeping his tender and troubled eyes fixed on him, replied: “Let me sleep here—until I die here.”Enjolras regarded him with a disdainful eye: “Grantaire, you are incapable of belief, of thought, of will, of life, and of death.”Grantaire replied in a grave tone: “You will see.” Les Misérables - vol. IV - book XII - ch. III - “Night Begins to Descend Upon Grantaire” -- source link
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