Enjolras snorts quietly, amused despite the subject matter.
Combeferre is, perhaps, not wrong.
More seriously, he says, "It's difficult for me to be certain what's accurate and what isn't, for the spy. He's alive, I know that; he says that he is no longer an inspector of the police, but seems in no way to have changed his allegiances; he has at times seemed under strain. He has little interest in telling me anything of substance. No surprise there. Valjean may know more, but whether he'll think it fair to tell any of us, I don't know. Certainly the spy would not wish him to."
Not that Enjolras cares especially what Javert wants, but Valjean may. For the man's own sake, or for his own moral scruples, or even out of some kind of self-protection.
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Combeferre is, perhaps, not wrong.
More seriously, he says, "It's difficult for me to be certain what's accurate and what isn't, for the spy. He's alive, I know that; he says that he is no longer an inspector of the police, but seems in no way to have changed his allegiances; he has at times seemed under strain. He has little interest in telling me anything of substance. No surprise there. Valjean may know more, but whether he'll think it fair to tell any of us, I don't know. Certainly the spy would not wish him to."
Not that Enjolras cares especially what Javert wants, but Valjean may. For the man's own sake, or for his own moral scruples, or even out of some kind of self-protection.