[Jean Valjean is aware that his devotion to God is a rather singular trait among the people brought here. He has met others who were brought up in the light of Christianity but now seem uncertain in their faith or indifferent to it; he has met those who worship other gods, and those who worship nothing at all. He judges none of them the worse for it. He only prays on their behalf.
He had once been on the other side, after all. He knows what it is to neglect God, to question him, to curse his name, to invoke it with the blackest hatred staining his voice.]
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He had once been on the other side, after all. He knows what it is to neglect God, to question him, to curse his name, to invoke it with the blackest hatred staining his voice.]
I do not mind.
[He gives Richie a curious look.]