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e slept well. Night brings wisdom; we may add, night soothes. On the following morning he awoke in a mood that was almost gay. He thought the dining-room charming, though it was hideous, furnished with an old round table, a long sideboard surmounted by a slanting mirror, a dilapidated arm-chair, and several plain chairs which were encumbered with Toussaint's packages. In one of these packages Jean Valjean's uniform of a National Guard was visible through a rent.As for Cosette, she had had Toussaint take some broth to her room, and did not make her appearance until evening.About five o'clock, Toussaint, who was going and coming and busying herself with the tiny establishment, set on the table a cold chicken, which Cosette, out of deference to her father,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], consented to glance at.That done, Cosette, under the pretext of an obstinate sick headache, had bade Jean Valjean good night and had shut herself up in her chamber. Jean Valjean had eaten a wing of the chicken with a good appetite,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and with his elbows on the table, having gradually recovered his serenity, had regained possession of his sense of security.While he was discussing this modest dinner, he had, twice or thrice,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], noticed in a confused way, Toussaint's stammering words as she said to him: "Monsieur, there is something going on, they are fighting in Paris." But absorbed in a throng of inward calculations,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], he had paid no heed to it. To tell the truth, he had not heard her. He rose and began to pace from the door to the wi