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Chapter one
Jean Valjean
One evening in October 1815, an hour before sunset, a man with a long beard and
dusty, torn clothes walked into the town of Digne. He was in his late forties, of medium height,
broad-shouldered and strong. A leather cap half-hid his face, which was sunburnt and shining
with sweat. His rough yellow shirt was unbuttoned, revealing a hairy chest. On his back was a
heavy soldier's bag, and in his hand was a large wooden stick.
The townspeople, who had never seen him before, watched with interest as he stopped
for water at a fountain. Children followed him to the marketplace, where he stopped for more
water at another fountain. He then crossed the square towards an inn, and entered by the
kitchen door.