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Updated: May 26, 2025
The peal which orders the doctor for the dead to be summoned has already been rung. But you do not understand any of the peals?" "I pay no attention to any but my own." "That is well, Father Fauvent." "Reverend Mother, a lever at least six feet long will be required." "Where will you obtain it?" "Where gratings are not lacking, iron bars are not lacking.
We will present a stenographic report of the dialogue which then ensued, to the best of our ability. "Father Fauvent!" "Reverend Mother!" "Do you know the chapel?" "I have a little cage there, where I hear the mass and the offices." "And you have been in the choir in pursuance of your duties?" "Two or three times." "There is a stone to be raised." "Heavy?"
Several beads of the chaplet were told off, still in silence. The prioress resumed: "Father Fauvent, Mother Crucifixion will be interred in the coffin in which she has slept for the last twenty years." "That is just." "It is a continuation of her slumber." "So I shall have to nail up that coffin?" "Yes." "And we are to reject the undertaker's coffin?" "Precisely."
"He answers well." Jean Valjean had not uttered a single word. The prioress looked attentively at Cosette, and said half aloud to the vocal mother: "She will grow up ugly." The two mothers consulted for a few moments in very low tones in the corner of the parlor, then the prioress turned round and said: "Father Fauvent, you will get another knee-cap with a bell. Two will be required now."
On the following day, therefore, two bells were audible in the garden, and the nuns could not resist the temptation to raise the corner of their veils. At the extreme end of the garden, under the trees, two men, Fauvent and another man, were visible as they dug side by side. An enormous event. Their silence was broken to the extent of saying to each other: "He is an assistant gardener."
We felt that she was regaining her life in God. There was something of paradise in that death." Fauchelevent thought that it was an orison which she was finishing. "Amen," said he. "Father Fauvent, what the dead wish must be done." The prioress took off several beads of her chaplet. Fauchelevent held his peace. She went on:
We have seen a note addressed by the then reigning Pope, Leo XII., to one of his relatives, a Monsignor in the Nuncio's establishment in Paris, and bearing, like himself, the name of Della Genga; it contained these lines: "It appears that there is in a convent in Paris an excellent gardener, who is also a holy man, named Fauvent."
Lastly, as he was very fond of snuff, he found the presence of M. Madeleine an advantage, in that he used three times as much as he had done previously, and that in an infinitely more luxurious manner, seeing that M. Madeleine paid for it. The nuns did not adopt the name of Ultime; they called Jean Valjean the other Fauvent.
God subordinated to the commissary of police; such is the age. Silence, Fauvent!" Fauchelevent was but ill at ease under this shower bath. The prioress continued: "No one doubts the right of the monastery to sepulture. Only fanatics and those in error deny it. We live in times of terrible confusion. We do not know that which it is necessary to know, and we know that which we should ignore.
This abbreviation had been adopted in the convent. Fauchelevent bowed again. "Father Fauvent, I have sent for you." "Here I am, reverend Mother." "I have something to say to you." "And so have I," said Fauchelevent with a boldness which caused him inward terror, "I have something to say to the very reverend Mother." The prioress stared at him. "Ah! you have a communication to make to me."
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