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But, slowly, that voice disappeared

After that, I'll drive to Goblin Valley, about eighty kilometres north of here

Now that winter is over, she's going to another town in Colorado to work as a gardener for the summer

Since that time, the area has been called Robbers Roost country.

At that point, there is a smaller canyon to the west

I can see that the trail ahead becomes more difficult

The good news is that I should be able to climb over many of them

The bad news is that the boulders could move

This means that the most important thing of all is to save water.

But will they realise that something is wrong and go for help?

They'll just think that I decided not to meet them

When I don't arrive for work, Brion After, my boss, will know that something is wrong

He will probably call my family and they will tell the police that I am missing

All of this means that I will have to get out of here alone

It's too soon to think of that idea.

I chip at the rock for another hour and remove as much as the piece that came off before

Now that I've stopped chipping I feel cold

I make a promise that I won't do it again

What will I need for the job? The knife, that's certain, but also a tourniquet to stop the blood

The plastic pipe from the CamelBak seems best for that

I describe all that has happened in the last two days

Beyond that, I see no future

But even that doesn't work

She called Brion later that afternoon to ask if Aron had arrived.

Only that he was going climbing and biking

'Mmm, that's a big area,' said Brion

At six-thirty that evening, they called the police

This meant that they wouldn't do anything until late the following day.

'No, just that he might hike somewhere in the Canyonlands area of Utah,' explained Brion

'Yes, I'll do that right now

Officer Crider called back and told Mrs Ralston there was no record of that license plate

He wanted to check immediately, but he had to leave for Australia that day

Then she remembered that Aron was living in Albuquerque, New Mexico, when he bought the truck

It was too late to continue searching that night

It is only when they disappear and the cold and pain return that I know they are not

After that, I sit again and it's not long before the visions return

Something about the visions tells me that I have not given the people I care about enough attention

Now I realise that my love for friends and family is the main reason I want to escape

I promise myself that if I can escape from here back to the people, I will be kinder towards them.

It also means that tonight will be the coldest night

The problem with using the black rock was that it hurt my left hand

I am so certain of this that I take the knife and write the dates of my life on the canyon wall

Already that morning, his men had searched the top and centre of the area and found nothing.

'I think I've seen a truck like that,' Glen replied

I am certain that this will be my last message to my family.

I've discovered that nothing I can do will help me escape

When I look at my arm, I see that it's in a strange position.

Then I notice that water is coming out of my CamelBak

I am so weak and tired I can't imagine surviving that long

'How long will that take?'

As the nurses take off my shoes, I ask Steve to let my mother know that I'm OK and to arrange for someone to collect all the things I left at Horseshoe Canyon.

'I'll do that when we've finished here,' Steve replies.

When I finish, I can see that Steve wants to ask me a lot of questions.

I realise that my nightmare has lasted for exactly 127 hours

In that first month, I had five operations

Later, I discovered that I nearly died

Of course, I didn't tell my mother that.

And that's what I did.

I know that even if I could travel back in time, I wouldn't change anything

I've learned a lot from that choice

I believe we are on Earth to do the things we love, even if that means making a hard choice

Sometimes, that means cutting out something and leaving it in the past

Bur there is one strange experience that stays in my mind like a nightmare.

Some sailors said that they saw a dangerous giant monster living in the cold waters of the ocean

He always helps me to organise the names and places of the wonderful strange sea creatures that we find in the oceans of the world

I know is that one of us will die."

The men wanted to find and kill the sea monster, but after all this time everyone on the ship started to believe that there was no monster

When my head was finally above the waves, I saw that the Abraham Lincoln was more than one hundred feet away.

It was dark and we knew that we had to stay in the water for the night

The moon came out from behind the clouds and we saw that Abraham Lincoln was too far away

At that moment, I touched something hard

I do not want to see that world again

"What does that mean, Captain?"

"That means that you are free to sec all the wonderful things under the sea

I am saying, gentlemen, that you are very lucky!"

I can only say that I was very interested in this strange man

"You have things here that most people only read about, Captain."

"I know that, Professor

We were so excited by this new adventure that we forgot where we were walking

There is electricity around that door

But now that we were in the Indian Ocean, there was nowhere to escape to.

At that moment, I felt a strong hand knock the telescope away from my eye.

When I woke up, I thought that they put something in our food to make us sleep.

I told Captain Nemo that he would not live

Isn't that enough?"

I saw that his men carried something long and flat in a bag

At that moment, I understood everything

When we returned to the Nautilus, I told Captain Nemo that his man was safe where he was.

He's not famous and he's angry about that."

Maybe he blames someone for that, and I think he wants to hurt that person."

The Captain was safe and I was so surprised that I couldn't move.

I saw in his face that he did understand Ned Land

Captain Nemo understood that thought

When Conseil and Ned woke up, I told them that we were in the Mediterranean Sea.

The Nautilus moved up over the mountain, and I saw that the light came from an old underwater volcano

"Come Professor, you don't believe that, do you?"

Maybe Captain Nemo thought that soon all his men would die, and the Nautilus and his secret would be lost.

Suddenly I heard a voice shaking in that strange language

For most of that time I enjoyed it, but now I had to leave.

Something hit me on the head and that's the last thing I remember.

All I know is that we travelled 20,000 leagues under the sea, from the Pacific to the Indian Ocean, through the Reel Sea and the Mediterranean, across the Atlantic and to the North and South Poles

I saw things that no man from my world will ever see

I know! I'll look for some Bowers.' Then she thought, 'No, it's too hot for that and I feel sleepy.'

'Please, madam, is this Australia or New Zealand?' No, I can't do that

'Now I can go through that door,' she thought

'I want to go into that garden!' she thought

In a race, somebody usually says,' One, two, three, go!' But the Dodo didn't do that

'Well, that's good,' she thought

'What's that in the window?' asked the Rabbit.

'It asked me that question before,' she thought

'Is that all?' Alice asked

Now what is the answer to that?'

Eat from that brown mushroom there and you'll get smaller,' it said

'I know! I'll look for that beautiful garden.'

'I think that woman is the Duchess,' thought Alice

'Because it's a Cheshire Cat, that's why,' said the Duchess.

I didn't know that,' said Alice.

He has to know that he's a child,

Then it said, 'Walk that way and you'll come to a house

'Oh, you can't help that,' said the cat

'There are a lot of cats without a smile, but a smile without a cat! Now that's very strange!' Alice said.

Alice thought about that

I read that in a book, I think.'

'Write that down,' said the King to the White Rabbit

'After that,' said the Mad Hatter, 'I cut some more bread-and-butter.'

I like that all right.

I stayed in that school for five or six years

But I knew that they really wanted me to play football

I saw that Coach Fellers was watching me

And after that, everybody liked me.

People were really kind to me after that!

She was the prettiest thing that I ever saw.

She was crying, and I knew that I was in trouble again

And he meant it when he said that kind of thing

We soon learned that.

The building that I went to live in was nice on the outside but not on the inside

And that was all of our conversation for several days.

And then I told him something that he didn't want to hear.

I didn't like that place.

'If you're an idiot,' he said, angrily, 'how do you know how to do that?'

After that, I moved my bed to another room.

After several minutes, Bubba was getting really excited and saying, 'Good, good, good!' Then he asked, 'Where did you learn to play like that?'

But suddenly I found that I was playing my harmonica with them!

'Forrest, where did you learn to play that thing?'

Well, after that, Jenny asked me to play with their group every Friday, and paid me $25 every time!

The only other important thing that happened to me at the university was the Big Game at the Orange Bowl in Miami that year

I took it - and ran straight into a group of big men on the other team! Crash! It was like that all afternoon.

Everybody was surprised to see that I could catch the ball

But that meant Gwinn was free to catch the ball, and he put us on the 15-yard line

I soon learned that.

I wasn't clever enough at the lessons, and there was nothing that anybody could do about it

"Just give me that boy in my team for a year!", and they did

Mom knew that I was coming, but she was crying when I got home.

Then, and in the months to come, I just had to do the things that I was told to do

'Just put everything that you see in the food cupboard into a big pot and cook it.'

Well, I got tins of tomatoes, some rice, apples, potatoes, and everything that I could find

You can't cook anything in that.'

'Hurry up with that food, Gump! We're hungry!' they shouted.

But I already knew that.

It was terrible! People on fire, and nothing that we could do

Then we got orders to move the machine gun about fifty metres to the left of the big tree that was in the middle of the valley, and to find a safe place to put it before the enemy blew us all up.

The shooting was in front of us, which meant that the enemy soldiers were in between us and our men

And this meant that the enemy was able to come back and find us, so we had to get out fast.

I got a letter from my Mom, and I wrote back to her that everything was OK

Bubba and I decided that we would get a shrimp boat when we got home again, and catch shrimps, and make a lot of money

Then I heard that he was out in the rice field, and he was hurt, so I left my gun by the trees and ran back into the field

And that's all I've got to say about that.

The worst night that I've ever known

Nobody could get any help to us, and the enemy soldiers were so near that we could hear them talking

He immediately started talking fast in a language that I couldn't understand, but he took me somewhere - past all the boats and the beach

Every day for the next few weeks, I went with Mr Chi (that was his name) and watched him while he worked

He showed me how to catch shrimps with the net, and it was so easy that an idiot was able to do it!

Well, after that we went back to the hotel.

A lot of army people were there, and they immediately started shaking my hand and telling me that I was a brave man and that they were pleased to meet me.

After that, he began to shake my hand.

I was just thinking of getting out of there and having some breakfast when the President said, 'Boy, is that your stomach making that noise?' So I said, 'Yes,' and the President said, 'Well, come on, boy, let's go and get something to eat!' And I followed him into the house, and a waiter got us some breakfast.

Soon after that, I heard that I was leaving the army early, and they gave me some money for a train ticket to go home.

Now that I was free from the army, I just wanted to go and see her

The music sounded like a plane that was taking off! But the students loved it.

I could hear the music that was playing inside and, after a minute or two, I began playing with it

'Who is that playing the harmonica?' she said

But the people that I was with were strange

That afternoon, Jenny took me to meet the other people in the group, and that night I began playing my harmonica with them at the Hodaddy Club

It went well, and I played with them every night after that.

Well, it started like that

She didn't speak to me again that night

I went to live with Moses, one of the other men in the group, and soon after that Jenny went to Washington to talk and work against the war

The others were talking about something that would happen the next day

Suddenly Jenny said, 'Did you know that Forrest won a medal?'

Why do things like that always happen to me?

As it happened, I didn't stay in prison long, because they soon realized that I was an idiot, and they put me in a special hospital for idiots

It was the doctors at the hospital who decided to send me to NASA - that's the space centre at Houston, in Texas.

'You're just the kind of person that they're looking for!' the doctors told me.

All kinds of things went wrong because of that ape

His name was Sue (yes, I know it's a girl's name, but they sent a male ape up by mistake, and NASA didn't like to tell the newspapers that)

And it was in the jungle that I met Big Sam - a man who taught me to play chess

And that was important, as you will see later.

Of course, the first thing that I wanted to do when I got back to America was find Jenny

I heard that she went to Chicago, but that was five years ago.'

'Why don't you wait for me in that bar across the street? Then I'll take you to my place.'

And I told her all about that, and about Sue, the ape.

Yes, that happens, too

I think about having a house and a family and things like that now

And then, in Boston, I realized that I loved you, and I was the happiest girl in the world

But then there was that girl outside the Hodaddy Club

And for the first time ever, I knew that I was a real idiot.

Then I said, 'If you make that move, you'll lose your queen.'

But I missed the bus that evening, and there wasn't another one until the next day

It took me an hour to win that chess game.

'You're just what I need for a film that I'm making

So we went with Mr Felder, and I found myself acting in a film about the jungle - with Raquel Welch, the famous film star! 'Is that really Raquel Welch?' I asked Mr Felder

I played all that day, and the next

'Forrest,' said Mr Tribble, 'You're a wonderful chess player, but I never know what's going to happen next! Here's half of the money that you've won - it's almost five thousand dollars

Two days later, Sue and I got the bus to Bayou La Batre, where Bubba's parents lived, and I explained to Bubba's daddy about the shrimp business that Bubba and I planned to start after we came out of the army

And by that night we had hundreds and hundreds of shrimps in our nets!

We worked hard, all that summer, and that autumn and winter and the next spring

At the end of that year, we had thirty thousand dollars!

Why wasn't I ready for that news? I don't know, but I wasn't

A lot of people say that they married an idiot, but they don't know what it's like to marry a real one

I cried that night, but it didn't help.

And at the end of that year we had seventy-five thousand dollars.

The business was doing well, but I asked myself, 'What are you doing all this for?' And I knew that I had to get away.

'Why don't you tell everybody that you're taking a long holiday, Forrest?' he said

Then, one afternoon when I was playing to some people in the park, I noticed that a little boy was watching me carefully

'Oh, Forrest, I knew it was you when I heard that harmonica

'Is that your little boy?'

'I knew that a baby was on the way when I left Indianapolis,' said Jenny, 'but I didn't want to say anything

I was worried that perhaps -'

'Are you sure that he's mine?' I asked.

I knew then that I didn't have an idiot for a son

'Your Mom tells me that you want to be a football player.'

Well, after that, I did a few things

'Perhaps I can put things right with Jenny,' I thought, 'now that I've found her again.' But the more I thought about it, the more I finally understood that it was better for the boy to be with Jenny and her husband, and not to have an idiot for a father.

This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the "Unalienable Rights" of "Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness." It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note, insofar as her citizens of color are concerned

But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt

We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation

And so, we've come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.

And those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual

But there is something that I must say to my people, who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice: In the process of gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds

The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny

And they have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom.

And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead.

I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations

Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive

Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of ''interposition" and "nullification" - one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight; "and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together."

This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to the South with.

With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

But not only that:

And when this happens, when we allow freedom to ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual:

Apprehension seems to exist among the people of the Southern States that by the accession of a Republican administration, their property and their peace and personal security are to be endangered

I do but quote from one of those speeches when I declare that.

Those who nominated and elected me did so with full knowledge that I had made this and many similar declarations, and had never recanted them

"Resolved: that the maintenance inviolate of the rights of the States, and especially the right of each State to order and control its own domestic institutions according to its own judgment exclusively, is essential to that balance of power on which the perfection and endurance of our political fabric depend, and we denounce the lawless invasion by armed force of the soil of any State or Territory, no matter under what pretext, as among the gravest of crimes."

I now reiterate these sentiments; and, in doing so, I only press upon the public attention the most conclusive evidence of which the case is susceptible that the property, peace, and security of no section are to be in any wise endangered by the now incoming administration

I add, too, that all the protection which, consistently with the Constitution and the laws, can be given, will be cheerfully given to all the States when lawfully demanded, for whatever cause - as cheerfully to one section as to another.

It is scarcely questioned that this provision was intended by those who made it for the reclaiming of what we call fugitive slaves; and the intention of the lawgiver is the law

To the proposition, then, that slaves whose cases come within the terms of this clause "shall be delivered up", their oaths are unanimous

Now, if they would make the effort in good temper, could they not with nearly equal unanimity frame and pass a law by means of which to keep good that unanimous oath?

There is some difference of opinion whether this clause should be enforced by national or by State authority; but surely that difference is not a very material one

And should anyone in any case be content that his oath shall go un kept on a merely unsubstantial controversy as to HOW it shall be kept?

Again, in any law upon this subject, ought not all the safeguards of liberty known in civilized and humane jurisprudence to be introduced, so that a free man be not, in any case, surrendered as a slave? And might it not be well at the same time to provide by law for the enforcement of that clause in the Constitution which guarantees that "the citizen of each State shall be entitled to all privileged and immunities of citizens in the several States?"

And while I do not choose now to specify particular acts of Congress as proper to be enforced, I do suggest that it will be much safer for all, both in official and private stations, to conform to and abide by all those acts which stand un repealed, than to violate any of them, trusting to find impunity in having them held to be unconstitutional.

During that period fifteen different and greatly distinguished citizens have, in succession, administered the executive branch of the government

I hold that, in contemplation of universal law and of the Constitution, the Union of these States is perpetual

It is safe to assert that no government proper ever had a provision in its organic law for its own termination

Descending from these general principles, we find the proposition that in legal contemplation the Union is perpetual confirmed by the history of the Union itself

It was further matured, and the faith of all the then thirteen States expressly plighted and engaged that it should be perpetual, by the Articles of Confederation in 1778

It follows from these views that no State upon its own mere motion can lawfully get out of the Union; that Resolves and Ordinances to that effect are legally void; and that acts of violence, within any State or States, against the authority of the United States, are insurrectionary or revolutionary, according to circumstances.

I therefore consider that, in view of the Constitution and the laws, the Union is unbroken; and to the extent of my ability I shall take care, as the Constitution itself expressly enjoins upon me, that the laws of the Union be faithfully executed in all the States

I trust this will not be regarded as a menace, but only as the declared purpose of the Union that it WILL Constitutionally defend and maintain itself.

Where hostility to the United States, in any interior locality, shall be so great and universal as to prevent competent resident citizens from holding the Federal offices, there will be no attempt to force obnoxious strangers among the people for that object.

While the strict legal right may exist in the government to enforce the exercise of these offices, the attempt to do so would be so irritating, and so nearly impracticable withal, that I deem it better to forego for the time the uses of such offices.

So far as possible, the people everywhere shall have that sense of perfect security which is most favorable to calm thought and reflection

Before entering upon so grave a matter as the destruction of our national fabric, with all its benefits, its memories, and its hopes, would it not be wise to ascertain precisely why we do it? Will you hazard so desperate a step while there is any possibility that any portion of the ills you fly from have no real existence? Will you, while the certain ills you fly to are greater than all the real ones you fly from - will you risk the commission of so fearful a mistake?

Is it true, then, that any right, plainly written in the Constitution, has been denied? I think not

Happily the human mind is so constituted that no party can reach to the audacity of doing this

All the vital rights of minorities and of individuals are so plainly assured to them by affirmations and negations, guaranties and prohibitions, in the Constitution, that controversies never arise concerning them

Unanimity is impossible; the rule of a minority, as a permanent arrangement, is wholly inadmissible; so that, rejecting the majority principle, anarchy or despotism in some form is all that is left.

I do not forget the position, assumed by some, that Constitutional questions are to be decided by the Supreme Court; nor do I deny that such decisions must be binding, in any case, upon the parties to a suit, as to the object of that suit, while they are also entitled to very high respect and consideration in all parallel cases by all other departments of the government

And while it is obviously possible that such decision may be erroneous in any given case, still the evil effect following it, being limited to that particular case, with the chance that it may be overruled and never become a precedent for other cases, can better be borne than could the evils of a different practice.

At the same time, the candid citizen must confess that if the policy of the government, upon vital questions affecting the whole people, is to be irrevocably fixed by decisions of the Supreme Court, the instant they are made, in ordinary litigation between parties in personal actions, the people will have ceased to be their own rulers, having to that extent practically resigned their government into the hands of that eminent tribunal

Is it possible, then, to make that intercourse more advantageous or more satisfactory after separation than before? Can aliens make treaties easier than friends can make laws? Can treaties be more faithfully enforced between aliens than laws can among friends? Suppose you go to war, you cannot fight always; and when, after much loss on both sides, and no gain on either, you cease fighting, the identical old questions as to terms of intercourse are again upon you.

I cannot be ignorant of the fact that many worthy and patriotic citizens are desirous of having the national Constitution amended

I will venture to add that to me the convention mode seems preferable, in that it allows amendments to originate with the people themselves, instead of only permitting them to take or reject propositions originated by others not especially chosen for the purpose, and which might not be precisely such as they would wish to either accept or refuse

I understand a proposed amendment to the Constitution - which amendment, however, I have not seen - has passed Congress, to the effect that the Federal Government shall never interfere with the domestic institutions of the States, including that of persons held to service

To avoid misconstruction of what I have said, I depart from my purpose not to speak of particular amendments so far as to say that, holding such a provision to now be implied Constitutional law, I have no objection to its being made express and irrevocable.

Why should there not be a patient confidence in the ultimate justice of the people? Is there any better or equal hope in the world? In our present differences is either party without faith of being in the right? If the Almighty Ruler of Nations, with his eternal truth and justice, be on your side of the North, or on yours of the South, that truth and that justice will surely prevail, by the judgment of this great tribunal, the American people.

By the frame of the government under which we live, this same people have wisely given their public servants but little power for mischief; and have, with equal wisdom, provided for the return of that little to their own hands at very short intervals

If there be an object to HURRY any of you in hot haste to a step which you would never take DELIBERATELY, that object will be frustrated by taking time; but no good object can be frustrated by it.

If it were admitted that you who are dissatisfied hold the right side in the dispute, there still is no single good reason for precipitate action

Now, at the expiration of four years, during which public declarations have been constantly called forth on every point and phase of the great contest which still absorbs the attention, and engrosses the energies of the nation, little that is new could be presented

All knew that this interest was, somehow, the cause of the war

Neither anticipated that the cause of the conflict might cease with, or even before, the conflict itself should cease

It may seem strange that any men should dare to ask a just God's assistance in wringing their bread from the sweat of other men's faces; but let us judge not that we be not judged

The prayers of both could not be answered; that of neither has been answered fully.

"Woe unto the world because of offences; for it must needs be that offences come; but woe to that mam by whom the offence cometh!" If we shall suppose that American Slavery is one of those offences which, in the providence of God, must needs come, but which, having continued through His appointed time

He now wills to remove, and that He gives to both North and South, this terrible war, as the woe due to those by whom the offence came, shall we discern therein any departure from those divine attributes which the believers in a Living God always ascribe to Him? Fondly do we hope - fervently do we pray - that this mighty scourge of war may speedily pass away

Yet, if God wills that it continue, until all the wealth piled by the bondman's two hundred and fifty years of unrequited toil shall be sunk, and until every drop of blood drawn with the lash, shall be paid by another drawn with the sword, as was said three thousand years ago, so still it must be said "the judgments of the Lord, are true and righteous altogether."

I have been told that noncooperation is unconstitutional

I venture to deny that it is unconstitutional

On the contrary, I hold that non-cooperation is a just and religious doctrine; it is the inherent right of every human being and it is perfectly constitutional

A great lover of the British Empire has said that under the British constitution even a successful rebellion is perfectly constitutional, and he quotes historical instances, which I cannot deny, in support of his claim

I don't claim any constitutionality for a rebellion successful or otherwise, so long as that rebellion means in the ordinary sense of the term, what it does mean, namely, wresting justice by violent means

On the contrary, I have said it repeatedly to my countrymen that violence, whatever end it may serve in Europe, will never serve us in India.

I tell you that while my friend believes also in the doctrine of violence and has adopted the doctrine of non-violence as a weapon of the weak, I believe in the doctrine of non-violence as a weapon of the strongest

I believe that a man is the strongest soldier for daring to die unarmed with his breast bare before the enemy

I, therefore, venture to suggest to my learned countrymen that so long as the doctrine of non-cooperation remains non-violent, so long there is nothing unconstitutional in that doctrine.

I ask further, is it unconstitutional for me to say to the British Government "I refuse to serve you"? Is it unconstitutional for our worthy Chairman to return with every respect all the titles that he has ever held from the Government? Is it unconstitutional for any parent to withdraw his children from a Government or aided school? Is it unconstitutional for a lawyer to say "I shall no longer support the arm of the law so long as that arm of law is used not to raise me but to debase me"? Is it unconstitutional for a civil servant or for a judge to say, "I refuse to serve a Government which does not wish to respect the wishes of the whole people"?

I ask, is it unconstitutional for a policeman or for a soldier to tender his resignation when he knows that he is called to serve a Government which traduces his own countrymen? Is it unconstitutional for me to go to the agriculturist and say to him "it's not wise for you to pay any taxes, if these taxes are used by the Government not to raise you but to weaken you?" I hold and I venture to submit, that there is nothing unconstitutional in it

I submit that in the whole plan of non-cooperation, there is nothing unconstitutional

But I do venture to suggest that it will be highly unconstitutional in the midst of this unconstitutional Government, - in the midst of a nation which has built up its magnificent constitution, - for the people of India to become weak and to crawl on their belly - it will be highly unconstitutional for the people of India to pocket every insult that is offered to them; it is highly unconstitutional for the 70 millions of Mohammedans of India to submit to a violent wrong done to their religion; it is highly unconstitutional for the whole of India to sit still and cooperate with an unjust Government which has trodden under its feet the honour of the Punjab.

I say to my countrymen so long as you have a sense of honour and so long as you wish to remain the descendants and defenders of the noble traditions that have been handed to you for generations after generations; it is unconstitutional for you not to non-cooperate and unconstitutional for you to cooperate with a Government which has become so unjust as our Government has become.

Our Shastras say and I say so with the greatest deference to all the greatest religious preceptors of India but without fear of contradiction, that our Shastras teach us that there shall be no cooperation between injustice and justice, between an unjust man and a justice- loving man, between truth and untruth

And I am certain that on this day my fellow Americans expect that on my induction into the Presidency, I will address them with a candor and a decision which the present situation of our people impels.

So, first of all, let me assert my firm belief that the only thing we have to fear is fear itself - nameless, unreasoning, unjustified terror which paralyzes needed efforts to convert retreat into advance

In every dark hour of our national life, a leadership of frankness and of vigor has met with that understanding and support of the people themselves which is essential to victory

And I am convinced that you will again give that support to leadership in these critical days.

We may now restore that temple to the ancient truths

The measure of that restoration lies in the extent to which we apply social values more noble than mere monetary profit.

These dark days, my friends, will be worth all they cost us if they teach us that our true destiny is not to be ministered unto but to minister to ourselves, to our fellow men.

Recognition of that falsity of material wealth as the standard of success goes hand in hand with the abandonment of the false belief that public office and high political position are to be valued only by the standards of pride of place and personal profit; and there must be an end to a conduct in banking and in business which too often has given to a sacred trust the likeness of callous and selfish wrongdoing

Small wonder that confidence languishes, for it thrives only on honesty, on honor, on the sacredness of obligations, on faithful protection, and on unselfish performance; without them it cannot live.

Hand in hand with that we must frankly recognize the overbalance of population in our industrial centers and by engaging on a national scale in a redistribution, endeavor to provide a better use of the land for those best fitted for the land.

It can be helped by insistence that the Federal, the State, and the local governments act forthwith on the demand that their cost be drastically reduced

It can be helped by national planning for and supervision of all forms of transportation and of communications and other utilities that have a definitely public character

I shall spare no effort to restore world trade by international economic readjustment; but the emergency at home cannot wait on that accomplishment.

The basic thought that guides these specific means of national recovery is not nationally - narrowly nationalistic

It is the strongest assurance that recovery will endure.

If I read the temper of our people correctly, we now realize, as we have never realized before, our interdependence on each other; that we cannot merely take, but we must give as well; that if we are to go forward, we must move as a trained and loyal army willing to sacrifice for the good of a common discipline, because without such discipline no progress can be made, no leadership becomes effective.

This, I propose to offer, pledging that the larger purposes will bind upon us, bind upon us all as a sacred obligation with a unity of duty hitherto evoked only in times of armed strife.

Our Constitution is so simple, so practical that it is possible always to meet extraordinary needs by changes in emphasis and arrangement without loss of essential form

And it is to be hoped that the normal balance of executive and legislative authority may be wholly equal, wholly adequate to meet the unprecedented task before us

But it may be that an unprecedented demand and need for un delayed action may call for temporary departure from that normal balance of public procedure.

I am prepared under my constitutional duty to recommend the measures that a stricken nation in the midst of a stricken world may require

But, in the event that the Congress shall fail to take one of these two courses, in the event that the national emergency is still critical, I shall not evade the clear course of duty that will then confront me

I shall ask the Congress for the one remaining instrument to meet the crisis - broad Executive power to wage a war against the emergency, as great as the power that would be given to me if we were in fact invaded by a foreign foe.

For the trust reposed in me, I will return the courage and the devotion that befit the time

We face the arduous days that lie before us in the warm courage of national unity; with the clear consciousness of seeking old and precious moral values; with the clean satisfaction that comes from the stern performance of duty by old and young alike

In their need they have registered a mandate that they want direct, vigorous action

And yet the same revolutionary beliefs for which our forebears fought are still at issue around the globe - the belief that the rights of man come not from the generosity of the state but from the hand of God.

We dare not forget today that we are the heirs of that first revolution

Let the word go forth from this time and place, to friend and foe alike, that the torch has been passed to a new generation of Americans - born in this century, tempered by war, disciplined by a hard and bitter peace, proud of our ancient heritage - and unwilling to witness or permit the slow undoing of those human rights to which this nation has always been committed, and to which we are committed today at home and around the world.

Let every nation know, whether it wishes us well or ill, that we shall pay any price, bear any burden, meet any hardship, support any friend, oppose any foe to assure the survival and the success of liberty.

To those new states whom we welcome to the ranks of the free, we pledge our word that one form of colonial control shall not have passed away merely to be replaced by a far more iron tyranny

But we shall always hope to find them strongly supporting their own freedom - and to remember that, in the past, those who foolishly sought power by riding the back of the tiger ended up inside

Let all our neighbors know that we shall join with them to oppose aggression or subversion anywhere in the Americas

And let every other power know that this hemisphere intends to remain the master of its own house.

To that world assembly of sovereign states, the United Nations, our last best hope in an age where the instruments of war have far outpaced the instruments of peace, we renew our pledge of support - to prevent it from becoming merely a forum for invective - to strengthen its shield of the new and the weak - and to enlarge the area in which its writ may run.

Finally, to those nations who would make them-selves our adversary, we offer not a pledge but a request: that both sides begin anew the quest for peace, before the dark powers of destruction unleashed by science engulf all humanity in planned or accidental self-destruction.

For only when our arms are sufficient beyond doubt, can we be certain beyond doubt that they will never be employed.

But neither can two great and powerful groups of nations take comfort from our present course - both sides overburdened by the cost of modern weapons, both rightly alarmed by the steady spread of the deadly atom, yet both racing to alter that uncertain balance of terror that stays the hand of mankind's final war.

So let us begin anew - remembering on both sides that civility is not a sign of weakness, and sincerity is always subject to proof

Can we forge against these enemies a grand and global alliance, North and South, East and West, that can assure a more fruitful life for all mankind? Will you join in that historic effort?

I do not believe that any of us would exchange places with any other people or any other generation

The energy, the faith, the devotion which we bring to this endeavor will light our country and all who serve it - and the glow from that fire can truly light the world.

With a good conscience our only sure reward, with history the final judge of our deeds, let us go forth to lead the land we love, asking His blessing and His help, but knowing that here on earth God's work must truly be our own.

My office had one wall that was covered in glass

Suddenly the man noticed that I was looking at him

'Who was that man?' I asked him.

'He said that a friend of yours recommended this company.'

'What a sad story it is! A young man like that suddenly gives up his business and retires from the world.'

I have said that I disliked Mr Slinkton when I first saw him in the insurance office

'The truth is that the lady died.'

I still felt that Mr Slinkton was not sincere

Then he said to me, 'You are surprised that Mr Meltham's story affects me so strongly

I can see that, Mr Sampson, but I, too, have suffered a terrible loss recently

I decided that my first impression of Mr Slinkton was wrong.

He told me that he had not known him for very long

He told me that Mr Slinkton had taken his two nieces to Italy for their health

It was there that one of them had died

Now I felt that I understood Mr Slinkton

'But of course I can do that for him,'

Mr Slinkton was not my only visitor that day

Very early that morning someone else had come to see me at my house

He introduced me to her, explaining that she was his niece

I was sorry to see that Miss Niner did not look very well at all

I see him so often that my uncle calls him my shadow.'

He says it's obvious that you are very fond of one another.'

She told me that she knew she was going to die soon

You are in great danger! You must come with me and talk to that man in the hand-carriage

I knew that she was safe with that man.

He was surprised that his niece had gone

He told me that Miss Niner was very ill and he looked sad while he told me

'What is the news of that poor man Meltham? Is he dead yet?'

'You will try to argue that I was responsible for Beckwith's condition - and for his eventual death

But you won't be able to prove that, you know

You see, the last time you went to see Mr Sampson, I had already been to see him myself - I went to his house very early that morning

You never knew that I came into your room at night when you were asleep

It's got all the information about the poisons that you use

'I knew that you were poisoning Miss Niner

Meltham and I made sure that Slinkton was dead

I did everything that I could to help him, but the poor man died a few months later.

At 9 o'clock on that Thursday night a great fire in London Docks changed the colour of the sky in the East End of London to a deep red

Later that night she tried to get a bed at Cooley's lodging house in Thrawl Street, but she had to leave because she had no money

By that time Mary Ann - known as Polly - was very drunk

After that only one person saw her alive again - her killer.

He saw that it was a woman

At that moment he heard footsteps

She was too good for that.'

Polly Nichols was not the first 'Unfortunate' who was murdered that year, so Scotland Yard chiefs sent their most experienced officer to investigate

But he did not know that this killer was different - clever, efficient, and savage

Hanbury Street is a long street that goes from Commercial Street to Baker's Row, not far from Buck's Row

It was getting light and he could see that the lock on the cellar door was secure

Three or four minutes later Albert came into the yard again and heard a sound like a bump against the wooden fence that separated the yards of numbers 27 and 29

Chandler arrived at number 29 and noted down that the woman was lying on her back, with a deep cut from left to right across her throat and mutilations to her stomach

The inspector saw a piece of muslin and two small combs that the murderer had put near her feet

She told the deputy that she did not have any money, but asked him to keep her bed because she wanted to return with the money

One, Albert Cadosch, heard a voice in the yard and a sound like that of somebody falling against the fence between 5.20 to 5.30 a.m

The other, Elizabeth Darrell, said that as she was walking down Hanbury Street at about 5.30 a.m

We know that witnesses often make small errors in time, so the man Mrs Darrell saw was very probably the murderer, and he attacked Annie at approximately 5.30 a.m

On that morning the sun rose at 5.23

There was a front door to the club in Berner Street, and a side door in Dutfield's Yard that opened into the club kitchen

He knew that Lipski was the name of a Jewish murderer, and in 1888 it was an insulting word used against Jews

Or perhaps he was warning the man with the pipe that Schwartz was coming

He examined the dead woman and saw that she had a deep cut in her throat

They passed a man and a woman at the corner of Church Passage that led into Mitre Square

There were also three plain-clothes detectives on the streets that night

The Juwes are the Men that will not be blamed for nothing.

But we know that Jack the Ripper was an extraordinary killer - cool, daring, and efficient

But the discovery of the apron shows that the killer was out in the streets at some time between 2.20 and 2.55 36 to 71 minutes after Watkins discovered the body

This was one of the reasons why they quarrelled that autumn.

Mary's friend, a laundress named Maria Harvey, was there and said that Mary and Barnett seemed to be friendly

Mary was so drunk that she could not answer properly

At that moment she heard 'screams of "Murder!" two or three times in a female voice'

It is probable that Mrs Prater and Mrs Lewis paid no attention to Mary Kelly's last terrified cry for help!

He noticed that Mary owed him 29 shillings in rent, so he sent his assistant Thomas Bowyer to her room to ask for the money

At 1.30 when the news came that the dogs were not coming, he told McCarthy to break open the door

Nobody knew that it was not necessary

On the bed lay a body that was almost unrecognisable

Why had the Ripper burnt them? When Abbeline discovered only one small piece of candle in the room, he thought that the killer had made a fire with the clothes because he needed more light to do his terrible work.

Mrs Darrell did not see his face, so her impression that he was a darklooking foreigner aged over forty is not certain.

But some students of the murders believe that Hutchinson's description is too precise and that he was lying for some reason.

He mutilated only the faces of Eddowes and Kelly, which, in the opinion of modern experts, indicates that he knew them.

He wrote that he was afraid of becoming like his mother and 'the best thing for me was to die.' His mother was in an asylum for lunatics

The police believed that Druitt went mad after the murder of Mary Kelly and committed suicide

However, today we know that serial killers do not often commit suicide

But he had only arrived in England the year before, so how could he know the area as well as the Ripper? And is it possible that Jack the Ripper changed from savagely killing prostitutes to poisoning barmaids?

He had a morbid interest in the Ripper murders all his life, and it is possible that he sent 'Ripper' letters to the police

But that does not mean they are murderers.

Was it because Mrs Lewis's testimony appeared in the newspapers only after the inquest? When he read the report, he realised that she had seen him opposite Miller's Court

The killer's terrible mutilation of Mary Kelly's face suggests that he knew her well

In fact, Hutchinson had known Mary about three years, so he certainly knew that she had her own room

If Hutchinson was the Ripper, why did he stop killing? We know that by 1891 he had moved away from Whitechapel

In our violent times it is difficult to imagine the shock and horror that the Whitechapel murders caused in 1888

This was so unusual that some writers today believe it was a Ripper murder

The message in chalk that blamed the Jews was written on the wall of a building in a Jewish area

But it is certain that the Ripper was not Jewish, and Samuel Montague, an important Jewish citizen and MP, offered a reward of 100 pounds for the arrest of the murderer

This was published on October 1st, the day that the world finally had a name for the Whitechapel killer.

By 11 o'clock that morning, one reporter wrote, it seemed that the whole of the East End was 'out of doors'

But on October 3rd shopkeepers complained that they were losing a lot of business because people were afraid to go out shopping.

But it is very possible that they interviewed Jack the Ripper.

He did not see a young boy run out with a note that the innkeeper had quickly written

'What about all that food in the pots?'

'What about that one over there?' she said, pointing across the square to a small house beside the bishop's palace.

His doors were never locked, so that anybody who needed his help could find him easily.

'The police say that he looks dangerous, and it would be better for everyone to lock their windows and doors.'

Everybody in the town agrees that something terrible will happen tonight

And your sister agrees with me that this house isn't safe

A woman saw me lying on a stone bench across the square and suggested that I come here

Valjean was so hungry that, at first, he paid no attention to anyone

Valjean was so tired that he fell asleep, fully-dressed, on top of the sheets, but he didn't sleep for long

At that time he was looking after his sister, whose husband had died, and her seven children

After studying the garden, he decided that escape would be easy

'Oh, you're worried about the silver? I don't know where that is.'

Later that morning, as the bishop and his sister were having breakfast, there was a knock on the door

'Monseigneur,' said the sergeant, 'do I understand that this man was telling the truth? We found this silver in his bag, and

'And he told you,' the bishop finished the sentence for him, 'that an old priest had given it to him? Yes, he was telling the truth.'

The bishop walked up to him and said in a low voice, 'Don't forget that you've promised to use the money to make yourself an honest man.'

Jean Valjean left the town and ran into the countryside, blindly following lanes and paths, not realizing that he was running in circles

Finally, as evening fell, he sat on the ground, exhausted, and gazed across the fields at the distant mountains, wishing that he was back in prison

'I'm a chimney sweep, and that money is all I have.'

'Please, Monsieur, that's my money.'

'What's that?' he murmured

'I used to work in Paris, but my husband died and I lost my job.' She could not tell Mme Thenardier the truth, which was that she had been made pregnant by a young man who had then abandoned her

'I have to find work, and that's not easy with a child but no husband

Will you do that for me? I could pay six francs a month.'

'You will have them,' said Fantine, assuming that she was talking to Mme Thenardiers husband

The Thenardiers always replied that she was in good health and very happy

At the end of the year, however, Thenardier was not happy with just seven francs a month; he demanded twelve and Fantine paid without protest, happy that her daughter was being well cared for.

The Thenardiers wrote her a frightening letter in which they told her that Cosette had no clothes, and that they needed ten francs immediately to buy her a new dress

Fantine, who did not have ten francs, but who was afraid that her daughter would freeze to death, went to the barber's shop

She approached them without thinking, and discovered that they had gathered around a travelling dentist

Fantine could not sleep that night

What could she do? She had sold her hair and her teeth; what else could she sell? And then she decided that she had no other choice: she would have to sell herself.

He was so popular that, in 1820, the townspeople elected him mayor of Montreuil.

Madeleine, and was sure that he had seen him somewhere before, many years earlier

But he kept his suspicions to himself, not daring to say what he really believed: that M

'I honestly didn't know that you had lost your job, but I'll try to help you now

And I promise that, in the eyes of God, you have never been a bad woman.'

Thenardier, thinking that Fantine had suddenly become rich, wrote back and demanded 500 francs

Months of poverty and misery had made her ill, and she soon became so weak that she was unable to leave her bed.

I was angry with you six weeks ago when you told me to release that woman

When you arrived in Montreuil, I felt sure that you were this man, but now I know I was wrong, and I'm sorry

You will, of course, dismiss me from my job, as I've shown that I don't deserve your trust.'

'The police headquarters in Paris told me that Jean Valjean was arrested last autumn for stealing apples,' Javert explained

I visited the man in Arras prison, and I saw for myself that he is indeed Jean Valjean

Of course, he denies everything, but that's not surprising

You made one small mistake, that's all

The reader has probably already realized that M

Madeleine - as we shall continue to call him for this part of the story - knew that he could not let Champmathieu go to prison for crimes he had not committed

He knew - although he was not happy to admit this - that he would have to go to Arras and tell the truth

He would lose everything that he had worked so hard to achieve

It took him more than twelve hours, and when he arrived, he discovered that Champmathieu's trial had already started

He watched as several witnesses swore on the Bible that the man standing before the judge was Jean Valjean

Madeleine waited for the whispers to stop before announcing in a loud, clear voice that he was Jean Valjean

At first, no one believed him, but he managed to persuade the court by skilfully questioning each of the witnesses, revealing personal information that only the real Jean Valjean could have known

Fantine, thinking that the inspector had come for her, gripped M

'I know what you've come for,' he said quietly so that Fantine wouldn't hear

And you can forget all that nonsense about your child.

He gazed into Fantine's eyes and knew immediately that she was dead.

'I didn't come here to argue,' Javert said, stepping back nervously, afraid that Valjean was going to attack him

'It takes more than a small town prison to hold a man as strong as that,' they all agreed.

Miserably, she picked up a large, empty bucket that was almost as big as she was, and was walking with it to the door when Madame Thenardier stopped her.

But the object that most attracted Cosette's attention was a large, golden-haired doll in a beautiful long pink dress

She did not notice the coin that Mme Thenardier had given her for the bread fall out of her pocket into the water

But the bucket was so heavy that, after a dozen steps, she had to stop for a rest

There was something about his eyes, tilled with a strange sadness, that she liked and trusted

As they were approaching the inn, Cosette turned to him and said, 'May I have the bucket now? If Mme Thenardier sees that someone has been helping me, she'll beat me.'

She could tell from his clothes that he probably had no money.

At that moment the door opened and Eponine and Azelma appeared

Cosette, checking that no one was watching, reached out and picked up the doll

She turned her back on the room and began to play with it, hoping that no one could see what she was doing

Mme Thenardier rushed across the room towards Cosette who, afraid that she would be punished, put the doll gently on the floor and began to cry.

'She's touched it with her dirty hands!' Then, hearing Cosette crying, she turned to the little girl and shouted, 'Stop that noise!'

'We love that child very much

She had the strange but comforting feeling that she was somehow travelling closer to God.

He felt sad that Fantine had not lived to see her child again, but happy that he had been able to rescue her child from the terrible Thenardiers

'I'm coming, Madame,' she yawned, blinded by the bright winter's sunlight that was shining into the room.

I was afraid that it was just a dream.'

Paying her six months in advance, he told her that he was a ruined Spanish gentleman, and that the little girl was his granddaughter.

The beggar laughed and joked with him, and Valjean returned that evening a happier man.

'But for a second, there was something about the beggars eyes that reminded me of Javert

How could I have thought such a thing? After speaking to him this evening, I can see that he doesn't look like the inspector at all.'

After a while, he felt confident that he and Cosette were not being followed

Walking more slowly now, thinking he was safe from his pursuers, Valjean followed the alley until he came to a lane that seemed to lead away from the city

Valjean hugged Cosette tightly with relief, knowing that at last they were both safe.

The robber pulled the body from the pile of bodies and saw that he had rescued a French officer

'I shall not forget that name,' the officer replied

He thought that Pontmercy was no better than a beggar, a penniless adventurer who only wanted his money

Pontmercy thought that M

Gillenormand always told him that his father had been no good - that he was a poor soldier and a drunk who had abandoned him after his mother's death

I believe that he recently managed a small inn in the village of Montfermeil, not far from Paris

For the next three years, Marius lived in a small room in an old, damp-walled building on the outskirts of Paris - the same room that Valjean and Cosette had lived in eight years earlier

He rarely bought new clothes, but he was proud of the fact that he had never been in debt

Life was hard for him, but he never forgot the promise he had made his father: that he would find Thenardier, the man who had saved his father's life, and help him in any way he could.

She was very thin, almost ugly, but Marius noticed that she had lovely blue eyes

She had soft brown hair, pale, smooth skin, deep blue eyes and a lovely smile that lit up her face like sunshine.

What he had experienced in that moment was not the honest, innocent gaze of a child

It was something more than that

Whatever it was, Marius sensed that, after that moment, his life would never be the same.

He was sure, this time, that she had watched him as he passed

He suddenly realized that, in his feverish state, he had forgotten about the old man

When he felt that they were near him, he looked up and saw that the girl was looking steadily at him with a soft, thoughtful gaze that made him tremble from head to foot.

Every day for the next month, Marius went to the Luxembourg Gardens, excited by knowing that the girl was secretly looking at him, but too shy and embarrassed to know what to do

But it seemed that M

'Ursula.' Marius said the first name that came into his head

He found that she lived in a small house at the quiet end of the rue de l'Ouest

The concierge, however, became suspicious, thinking that Marius was connected with the police, and refused to say anything.

'It gave me so much happiness just to look at her, and now, through my stupidity, I've lost even that.'

From what they were shouting at each other, he understood that they were running from the police

Realizing that one of the girls must have dropped it, he picked it up and called after them, but it was too late

That night at home, Marius opened the package and found that it contained four letters, all addressed to different people, and smelling strongly of cheap tobacco

Marius read the four letters and discovered that they were all asking for money

He also noticed that each of them had similar spelling mistakes

But the voice that answered, saying, 'I beg your pardon, Monsieur,' was not that of Mme Bougon

Marius looked up quickly and saw that his visitor was a thin girl wearing just a skirt and shirt

She looked cold and ill, and when she spoke, Marius saw that she had lost several of her teeth

Marius rose to his feet, sure that he had seen the girl somewhere before.

But my eldest daughter will tell you that my wife is sick and none of us have had any food for four days

Marius realized at once that the handwriting, the yellow paper and the smell of cheap tobacco was the same as in the four letters he had read the previous evening

But now he understood that Jondrette's business was writing dishonest letters, asking for money from people he imagined were wealthier than himself.

Picking up a pen that lay on the table, she wrote on a piece of paper, Be careful! The police are coming! She showed Marius her work and then, changing the subject quickly, for no reason at all, she gazed into his eyes and said shyly, 'Do you know, M

Marius, that you're a very handsome boy?'

He moved away from the girl's touch and said, 'I think, Mademoiselle, that I have something belonging to you.' He handed her the parcel of letters.

She clapped her hands and cried, 'We've been looking for that everywhere! How did you know they were mine? Of course, the handwriting

As Marius was thinking about the sad life of the family in the next room, he stared dreamily at the wall that separated them

Then, in the top corner near the ceiling, Marius saw that there was a triangular hole.

She! Everyone who has ever loved will feel the force of that small word

In the bright mist that clouded his vision, Marius could hardly see the features of the sweet face that had lit his life for six months and had then disappeared, filling his life with darkness

When Marius had recovered some of his senses, he saw that she seemed a little paler than before

Leblanc and 'Ursula' tried to comfort her, Jondrette approached his wife and said in a whisper, 'Take a good look at that man.'

Turning, Marius saw that a hand was holding it open.

Is there anything that I can do?'

'Is that what you want?' she said, a disappointed look on her face.

You've forgotten, that child was ugly, and this one's not bad-looking.'

It's the beard that saved me - my lovely, long, romantic beard!'

Although Marius was a dreamer and not a man of action, he knew immediately that he had to save M

Leblanc and 'Ursula' from the trap that Jondrette was setting for them

Finally, he asked Marius for his door key and told him to go home and hide quietly in his room so that his neighbours would think he was out.

After that, I'll take charge.'

Finally, Jondrette picked up a large picture that was leaning against the wall, and showed it to M

'What's that?' M

Marius, however, who had been going to fire the gun as a signal for the police to arrive, shook so much that he almost fell off the cupboard.

'Do you remember the little inn in Montfermeil eight years ago? You took away our Cosette, do you remember? Wearing that old yellow coat, pretending you were a tramp! Well, now you're going to learn that you can't make things right by just bringing a few hospital blankets! You're the cause of all my troubles

I realize that you don't have the money with you now, but I want you to write a letter

'Time!' cried the prisoner in a loud voice, jumping from the bed, having secretly cut the ropes that tied him

On top of the cupboard, by his feet, he noticed the piece of paper that the elder daughter had written on: Be careful! The police are coming!

He turned to speak to another policeman but, when he looked back, he saw that the prisoner had gone

He sent money every Monday to Thenardier, who was in prison, which meant that he had even less money for himself

But the main reason for his unhappiness was that he was forced to live his life with no hope of seeing 'Ursula'.

'Well, I can understand that

It's not nice, that sort of thing

But why are you wearing that dirty old hat? 'When Marius gave no answer, she went on, 'And you've got a hole in your shirt

'But you must promise me,' he said, 'that you'll never tell your father the address.'

The next evening, as she was walking in the garden, she was sure that she heard someone moving in the trees

As she read the notebook, she knew in her heart that he was the author of these beautiful, romantic words

Finally, she kissed the book, held it to her heart and waited for the evening, when she knew that something special was going to occur.

She sat on the bench where she had found the notebook and, moments later, had the strange feeling that she was being watched

During that month of May in the year 1832, Cosette and Marius met every day in the wild garden of that small, secret house

To which Cosette would reply, 'I love you more with every minute that passes.'

'My father said that we may have to leave,' she replied.

He replied, in a voice so low that she could hardly hear it, 'I don't understand what you mean.'

'Father told me this morning that I have to pack everything and be ready to leave for England within a week.'

'How can I possibly do that?' he cried

He stayed in that position for some time

Finally, he heard a small sound behind him and, turning round, he saw that Cosette was in tears.

I promise you that if you leave me, I shall die

He was unhappy about many things - about losing his teeth, about the political situation but, most of all, about the fact that he had not seen his grandson for four years, since their big quarrel

Gillenormand hoped that Marius, whom he still loved, would return one day.

He was feeling depressed, because he realized that he would probably never see his grandson again

Gillenormand's face, and the servant began to worry that his master was ill

'Have you come to apologize? Do you now see that you were wrong?'

'Well, what is it exactly that you want?'

'So that's it

'So you said to yourself, "I'll have to go and see him, that old fool

He'll be so happy to see me that he won't care who I marry

'Tell me about it,' he said to Marius, who stared back with silent amazement, unaware that the word 'grandfather' was responsible for the change in the old man's behaviour

Don't get married yet, that's my advice

Putting them in his jacket pocket, he went out and continued to wander aimlessly around the streets, noticing only occasionally the strange atmosphere of excitement that was growing in the town

He could think of only one thing: his meeting later that evening with Cosette

This would be his last brief happiness; after that, there would be only darkness.

At nine o'clock that evening, Marius crept into the garden of Cosette's house, but she was not there waiting for him as she had promised

Looking up, he saw that there were no lights on in the house and that all the windows were closed

'Who's that?'

'Is that you, M

Charles X, who had become king in 1824, believed that he had total power over the French people

He was a strong supporter of the Catholic church and the aristocracy, and he took away the freedoms that Napoleon had given the ordinary citizens

Although this made him very unpopular, he thought that his opponents would be too weak to prevent him from doing what he wanted

The ordinary people liked him at first, but he soon showed that he was more interested in power for his family than democracy for his people

One of these children was Eponine, who had dressed like a boy so that no one would tell her to go home

Having run to tell Marius that his friends were waiting for him, she was helping Enjolras and his companions to build the barricade

The man smiled and eventually admitted that he was.

When they found a letter in his pocket which proved that he had been sent to spy on them, they tied him to a post inside the inn,

Marius pushed his way through the crowds of frightened, murmuring people that filled the streets until he reached the market area

Marius stood up and ran along a series of alleys that led into the rue de la Chanvrerie, behind the Corinth wine shop

He was so confused that he did not recognize Javert, tied to a post inside the inn throughout the battle.

He looked about him but, seeing no one, he started to walk away, thinking that he was imagining things.

Marius bent down quickly, and saw that it was indeed that unhappy girl, dressed in a man's clothes.

'We'll put a bandage on that wound immediately

Sit down on that stone, close beside me.'

Just as Marius thought that her sad soul had finally left her body, she slowly opened her eyes, and said in a voice so sweet that it seemed already to come from another world, 'You know, M

Then he returned to the wine shop, and opened the letter that she had given him

So she still loved him! He thought for a moment that now he must not die, but then he thought, 'She's going away.'

Nothing had changed, and he decided that he had one last duty to perform: he must send Cosette a final message and tell her of his death

Jean Valjean, at that moment, was in a state of terrible shock

In her unhappy state of mind, Cosette had forgotten to remove the page that she had used to blot the letter she had written to Marius

But there was no doubt that this was Cosette's handwriting

But this was the worst thing that had ever happened to him - someone was threatening to rob him of the only person he loved!

He remembered clearly the young man in the Luxembourg Gardens who had shown such great interest in Cosette, and he was certain that this was the man she had written to.

Jean Valjean went back into the house and tried to make sense of the words that danced before his eyes: I shall die..

Then Valjean frowned and, after a quick calculation, decided that Marius was probably still alive

After a long discussion with his friends, Enjolras decided that the married men (there were five of them) had to leave.

'You can wear these.' Enjolras pointed to the National Guard uniforms that had been taken off the dead soldiers.

'We mustn't let that happen again,' Enjolras said

They were filled with hope that help would come soon, but the hope did not last long

Within half an hour the sound of gunfire in other places had stopped, and the rebels knew that they were alone

When a second cannon was moved into position next to the first, they knew that the end was near.

Javert glanced at the dead body and murmured, 'I think I know that girl

Valjean, however, took a knife from his pocket and cut the ropes that tied Javert's wrists.

It was Jean Valjean's hand that had caught him as he fell

It was a situation that only a bird could have escaped from

He could just see, by the grey light from the grille above his head, that he was surrounded by walls

Sometimes the roof of the passages was so low that he had to bend down as he walked

At last, exhausted, he stopped beneath a large grille that brought him much-needed light and fresh air

The only thing he was sure of was that the light through the grilles far above his head was growing weaker, which meant that the sun was setting

Valjean did not show that he recognized the man, and saw with relief that Thenardier had not recognized him.

Never say that I'm not a kind man.'

After that, you can do whatever you want with me.'

It was the only way he knew to escape the confusion that was poisoning his heart.

At that moment, Marius's eyes slowly opened and his gaze rested upon M

Finally, after three months, the doctor announced that Marius was out of danger

All he knew was that he had been brought to his grandfather's house in a carriage

I've found out that she's a charming girl and that she loves you

I knew you were angry with me, and I thought, "What can I do to make him love me?" Then I thought, "I can give him Cosette." I wanted to invite her to see you, but the doctor warned me that you would probably get too excited

You've called me "grandfather"; you've shown me that you love me after all

Later that day, Cosette arrived at M

She wanted to throw herself into Marius's arms, but was unable to move, afraid to show the world that she loved him.

'Good, then that is agreed,' M

I was so excited today that I haven't even dressed up for you

Having been a mayor, he knew how to solve an awkward problem: the question of Cosette's real family He told everybody that he was not her father, but her guardian

He also invented a dead family for Cosette, so that everybody believed she was an orphan

Valjean, as her guardian, gave Cosette a large amount of money - half a million francs - but did not tell her that the money was his

He told her that the money came from a man who preferred to remain unknown

It was arranged that the couple, who could not believe their sudden, new-found happiness, would live with M

He could not believe that this was the same man he had seen at the barricade all those months ago - it seemed like a bad dream to him.

Apart from preparing for his wedding, there were two people that he wanted to find

The only thing they discovered was that Mme Thenardier had died, and that her husband had escaped from prison and disappeared with his surviving daughter, Azelma.

'I would give it all,' said Marius,'to find that man!'

It was the happiest night of Cosette's life, spoilt only by one thing: the fact that her guardian - whom she still thought of as her father - went home before the feast had started, saying that he felt ill

He remembered the little girl he had rescued from the Thenardiers ten years earlier, and felt sad that he was no longer the most important man in her life

He was proud of having helped to bring her happiness with Marius, but another thing troubled his soul: the fact that nobody, not even Cosette, knew the truth about him

He knew that if he told Cosette and Marius the truth, he would spoil everybody's happiness and he would lose their love and respect

I tried to persuade myself that it would be better not to admit the truth about my past, but it was no use

I could not silence the voice that speaks to me when I am alone.'

We could meet in that little room on the ground floor

When he refused to kiss her cheek, she began to feel unhappy, afraid that she had done something to offend him

'Cosette,' he said, 'your happiness is the only thing that matters to me

One evening in April, he called at the usual time but was told that Cosette had gone out with her husband

When he arrived, he discovered that the fire had not been lit, and the armchairs had been left near the door

Valjean replied that he was very well, but that he had business to attend to

She did not realize that, every evening, Valjean would walk slowly from his house until he reached the corner of the street where she lived

Apart from the details about his life that Valjean had confessed to him, he knew that Valjean had killed Inspector Javert at the barricade

He had discovered that Valjean's money really belonged to somebody called Monsieur Madeleine, a wealthy manufacturer from Montreuil who had mysteriously disappeared

He persuaded Cosette, therefore, not to use any of the money her guardian had given her, and to live on the money that he had started to earn as a lawyer

The smell of tobacco and the handwriting on the envelope was so familiar that Marius immediately thought of the Jondrettes

The stranger explained in great detail how he used to work for the government in foreign countries and that, now he was retired, he wanted to move to South America with his wife and daughter

'What has that to do with me?'

'I know that.'

'Did you know that he spent nineteen years in prison?'

'I know that too.'

It concerns money that belongs to your wife

'Shall I tell you the secret that you were planning to sell me? I, too, have sources of information, and probably know more about the subject than you do

'I told you that I do not like to see a man accused unjustly, but I do like to see a man punished for crimes he has committed.'

I know that your wife is dead, but take the money and start a new life in America with your daughter

'Why didn't you tell me that you were M

Madeleine and that you saved Javert's life at the barricade? Why didn't you tell me that I owed you my life?'

Jean Valjean listened as she described the view from the room that would be his, the beauty of the garden, the singing of the birds, but he was listening more to the music of her voice than to the meaning of her words

You mustn't forget, my children, that, despite my money, I am one of the poor.'

There is nothing else that matters in this world except love.'

It suited the girl so extremely well that everybody called her Little Red Riding Hood.

The poor child, who did not know that it was dangerous to stay and talk to a wolf, said to him, "I am going to see my grandmother and carry her a cake and a little pot of butter from my mother."

"Oh I say," answered Little Red Riding Hood; "it is beyond that mill you see there, at the first house in the village."

I'll go this way and go you that, and we shall see who will be there first."

This is the first thing that I think when I wake, and I look around nervously, confused by the dark and by the thick fog which surrounds me.

I do not even know where this is because the fog is so thick that I can only see for a few metres in any direction.

I try to stand, but then I realise that my head hurts and that there is a sharp pain behind my right ear

I feel that I need to run, that there is somewhere I must be, somewhere I must remember.

Yes, I know her! And the thought is so strong that I smile despite the pain in the back of my head.

I am sure that I know her, but I still do not remember why

Is she my wife? My girlfriend? I think that she is, and I suddenly feel afraid for her

I try to remember the image, and I see that there is a piece of cloth in her mouth so that she cannot speak and that she is tied to a large grey stone by thick white ropes.

I only know that I must find her, that I must help her.

There is nothing cruel about the face, but I know instantly that this is the man that has Catherine, and I hate that face with all of my heart.

I begin to walk, slowly at first, unsure of the direction that I must go

It seems like the ground is moving slowly up, and I believe that this is right

The image I remember of Catherine tied to the grey stone is in less fog, and I think that it must be on higher ground.

And I remember that after I eat, I wait for her in the car park until she finishes work, and she is surprised to see me there

But I suppose that's just who I am: a romantic.

For a moment I think that I am dead and that Catherine is alone, tied to the grey stone in the fog

But then I see the light in the sky, and I realise that the shot was a flare

I am scared now because I know that I am near, and in the dark I begin to see large, grey stones standing like giants on the top of the hill

In amazement, I think that I recognise this circle of ancient stones.

His hair is blond, his eyes light, and I think that this is not the man who has Catherine

"I just want Catherine," I say, but I can see the hate in the man's eyes, and I know that the only thing I can do now is run to the stone where I know she is tied and try to escape into the fog with her.

At first, I think that maybe I am quick enough, but then I hear the snap of the gun and feel the explosion in my back.

When I look to see why, I see that she is not there: the white ropes are still tied to the stone, but she is not.

"Catherine," I say again, smiling, because she is all that matters, and I can rest now because I know that she is safe.

"Yeah, that's him," the tall man says

I do not understand anything else that they say, but I do understand these three words, and I smile again.

They are all focused on the road, and in the distance I can hear the music and the commentator, and I know that the race is starting soon.

I almost do not recognise the two men beside me, and I think that from a distance people cannot see that I am a woman.

Tall, arrogant, dressed in his expensive suit and with a watch that costs more than most people make in a year.

"You idiots! This is an investment bank! There's no money here! Everything is done by transfer." And he looks at us all like we are children, with that arrogant expression on his face

Not that: we're not common thieves!" And he throws the bag to Little John

"No! I can't, I don't have that sort of money

"You don't understand," Hastings shouts, "it's more complicated than that!"

"We understand that hundreds of local businesses are in serious trouble because of you and this bank," I say

Enter the details, or." I say, and I know that this is it

Beethoven fills the silence again, and I look at Robin and see that there is sweat on his face too, but Hastings does not move.

"Something like that," he says quietly.

And he knows that he can.

He thinks that with her clothes and her coat on she will be too heavy and that the cold grey water of the loch will pull her down

But is that enough?

And the bottle of champagne that he knows she cannot resist.

"I dinna ken aboot that

She smiles that stupid, cow-like smile at them, and Oliver sees the idiot attendant smile back

No more listening to that awful laugh, no more looking at her boring face

"Oh yes, that would be very nice!" She smiles, but in the half-light Oliver thinks he sees something strange in her expression.

Oliver thinks that this is going to be very easy indeed

"Yes, closer! Help me!" he shouts, and it is then that he sees the strange expression on her face again

"Don't you dare call me that," she says in a tone as cold as the water

You can call that stupid girl of yours 'Darling,' but not me

The interview room is cold, the lights weak and grey, but he offers the woman a seat and hopes that this will be quick.

She has long brown hair that right now looks a little untidy

And she has deep-green eyes that at the moment are tired and nervous and show something which he does not completely recognise.

She puts her hands on the table, and he sees that her red fingernails are chipped and bitten

You have that little red sports car, don't you?"

Again she waits, and again Branwell thinks that he sees something in her deep-green eyes.

Sometimes he's so close that I think he can touch me, and other times he's far away, but I still know that he's there

And Detective, you might think that I'm crazy, but I know what this man wants..."

And they watch me every day, and I think that they watch me at night too."

"You think that this man enters your premises? That he enters your cottage during the night?"

Sometimes I wake, and I know that he's there

But to do that we need evidence

She lets out a laugh, a laugh that is horrible to Branwell

"And he never says anything threatening? He never says that he wants to hurt you?"

"I'm sorry Miss Thornton, but there's very little that we can do

Let me make you that tea

"You mean," she continues, "that if I tell you his name, you can help me? You can stop this?" she says desperately.

He sees that expression in her eyes again

"Oh I know," she says, and he sees that something in her deep-green eyes, and he thinks that he knows what it is now

"I know, Detective, because I am that driver." Then there is only the sound of her crying to fill the cold interview room, and Branwell sits down again and picks up his pen and notepad

"I think you should tell me everything," he says, and he can see clearly now the guilt that fills her deep-green eyes

He cannot: not for someone who can do that

It is a cold smile, but Branwell sees that the man's eyes look a little more alive now

Inside the pub it is small and dark, and the barman is rude and suspicious, but Gerry has to agree that the view from the terrace is more than spectacular

Red, sandy plains stretch out in almost every direction, and only to the east are there thin, light-green trees that lead to the low, orange mountains.

Everybody knows that

And Gerry understands better than most people exactly how true that is.

And when Big Jones finds you, that is when you go see the world...

They both look similar: messy blond hair under hats that are the same colour as their khaki shorts and shirts

"Is that right? Are you a pom, mate?"

Gerry is not sure, but he thinks that the man looked at the bag by his feet.

"Yeah, something like that."

"Oh, is that right? Me and Darwin live near there! It looks like we're neighbours!"

"Saltie territory? What's that?"

"He seems to like that bag very much." says Darwin.

The creek is twenty metres from the farm house, and the evening seems to be alive with insects and birds that live in the trees near the green water.

And that is when he feels the knife at his neck.

"How? Do you think you can steal from me and escape? Gerry, you know me better than that."

In its place there are a thousand adverts on a hundred television screens, a sea of lights that constantly move and change.

So many, that they are impossible to understand

Delicious smells that make the stomach rumble

And Jake knows that he is right.

But they are better than the dirty old jeans and green jacket that are now in a bin behind the shop where they sit.

Remember that

He thinks about home for a moment, but that is too far away now, and too long ago.

But you can't think about that, he tells himself.

He thinks again that he is a strange tourist

From here Jake can see that he looks nervous.

He wants to run, but he walks and notices that the bag is heavy, really heavy

And he begins to imagine Nick's face when he sees the bag, and he already begins to imagine the food that he can buy.

He thinks that maybe Nick would know, that Nick would have some advice.

And then he realises that he does know.

He hears another shout, and knows that the man is nearly here, but the camera is not looking at him

He thinks that the people are shouting at him, and he wants to explain

Jake now realises that the crowd is not shouting.

My doctor tells me that I must," she laughs

"Please, sit down," Edward says with a smile that shows early signs of infatuation.

"Fascinating," she says, and all three look happy that she thinks so.

"And what is this interesting conversation that I am interrupting?"

"Oh, we can't bore you with that

Eleanor smiles shyly and moves the elegant white silk scarf that lies around her neck above her black dress

Peter thinks that for a film there must be something visual about the murder weapon

Then she goes for her run and makes sure that many people see her."

"Normally, yes," says Eleanor, and all three men notice how her smile fades a little, "but she has a plan for that

"Everyone thinks it's an accident and that she is heartbroken," says Peter.

"Yes, that's the difficult part

"Court reporter" sounds good; it sounds important, and that is exactly how he describes it to any girl that asks

He also enjoys deciding who is innocent and who is guilty, but today that is too easy.

They have a terrible reputation in Bristol, and there is not one of them that does not scare Nick.

There are pictures of these injuries, but there is no proof that Mr Dawson hit Mrs Dawson

However, that is not why you are here

The words she said were 'I will kill him,' but the defendant says she does not remember that

Both times she had the scissors with her, and both times witnesses testified that she said 'I will kill him.'

The friend, Mr Harris, says that Miss Lee did not say anything to Mr Dawson and that the only thing Mr Dawson said was 'Hello'

The defence says that this is not murder, but manslaughter

They say this is the case because Miss Lee was not in a sane state of mind when she killed Mr Dawson; they say that this crime was in defence of her sister

"I think the judge needs to listen to this first," he says, and he looks back at the beautiful Mrs Dawson and sees that she is not sad now, and that she is not victorious, and not angry.

The next moment you are awake, a horrible sensation filling your body, and you are sure that ice-cold water is covering you.

Something that makes your heart beat faster

Something that makes the hairs on your arms stand up and that makes your eyes search the horrible, complete darkness of your room.

And for a few moments you are so afraid that you cannot think

And you want to tell yourself to relax, that everything is okay, and to close your eyes and return to your calm and gentle dreams.

No, you cannot, because you know that everything is not okay

You know that you are awake because something woke you.

And you do not tell yourself to relax, you do not tell yourself that everything is okay, and you do not tell yourself to return to your calm and gentle dreams.

The blanket of your bed is covering all of you except for your head, and part of you thinks that this is good

So you listen, and you look, and you try to remember what it was that woke you

The lamp in the corner of the room looks like the tall, silent figure of a murderer, and the coat on the back of your door has hands that almost touch you.

But this is just your imagination, your fear, and you know that and try to stay calm and focussed.

So you listen, and you think that everything seems to be normal

You try to see the clock in the dark, but it is impossible, and you think that it must be somewhere between four and six o'clock: the darkest hours of the night when even the lively and vibrant city of Manchester sleeps.

And there is no birdsong to let you know that the sun and the new day are nearly here.

You think that if you scream, someone will hear you.

Maybe it was only a bad dream that woke you

But you know that the noise was not her

You know that Sophie is sleeping in her usual position at the top of the stairs and that she never makes a noise in the night, and you wish, for the first time, that you also had a dog

Yes, a brave dog to protect you instead of just a lazy cat that lies in dangerous places.

And you know that you can rest now: everything is okay

Don't move! Part of you says, the part that feels the sensation of cold water on your skin again.

Because you know now that someone is in your house.

And then you know that yes, you can do it if you need to

No reason for you to think that there is more than one burglar

Your heart is beating so fast that you do not feel anything but the strange mixture of fear and anger.

You know now that the window to the spare room is open, and you know this is how the burglar entered.

And then you can see his face, and you realise that he looks more afraid than you do, and he is stepping quickly backwards to the stairs

He knows that

How long ago was his last visit to this cold stone building? More than twenty years? Well, that is not important at the moment

No, the only thing that is important is something that the church can offer him right now

The one thing he needs if he wants to keep his freedom and get the suitcase that is buried in his brother's old garage

The suitcase that can help him escape the country and live the rest of his life on a tropical island in the Bahamas.

And so he waits, and the evening becomes darker, and he thinks that there are now only one or two people left in the small old church

He decides that it is time.

He pulls the collar of his stolen coat up to cover his face, and he checks that no one can see the grey prison uniform that he is still wearing beneath it.

"Father?" he says, but there is no reply, and he can see no movement behind the grille that separates his small space from the other.

But after a few minutes he realises how tired he is, and he thinks that maybe he can close his eyes for a moment and even rest his head against the grille.

I need to know that anything I say here is not to be repeated

my son," the voice says, and Barry thinks that it is a calm and honest voice.

"Is that Father O'Connor?" he asks, remembering his old priest.

"But does it matter that you're not my priest? Can you still listen?"

Can you do that? Can you help me hide here in the church?"

You're the prisoner, the one that escaped from Mountjoy prison

I escaped from the gardai van that was taking me to hospital

And that's why I'm here

A bank, Father, and they have insurance and all that, so they don't need it

"Why? Because I need to know that you aren't going to hurt anyone to get it," the voice says seriously.

I'm going to go close the church, then maybe I can find you that bit of food and some other clothes."

"Now, son, I told you that any man can listen, didn't I?" it says

"And I also told you that God is in the detail

And an important detail, a very important detail, is that you're in the wrong side of the confessional

But you know, I think I can do that next time

He hates that town.

And that girl.

He remembers that afterwards they were in the hotel room kissing, but then something happened, and she laughed

Jesus, is this it? Did he really do something to that girl? More than hit her once? Did he do what they said on the radio? Was she dead?

"Yep," the cop says, "these roads are funny like that

Dan nods and gets out, and he thinks again that there is something strange about the cop's uniform

Is that what he wants? "The trunk? Can I ask why?"

He thinks that if he keeps running he can escape and find help; find the real police.

Brandon tries not to think as he walks through the snow that reaches up to his waist

"You said it was easy!" Brandon calls out into the forest of silent trees that surround him, his voice full of emotion

And now Brandon is alone, and he feels tired and lost, and he knows that the man in the dark winter coat and black hat is near

And he thinks that the next bullet is for him

He remembers the way that Greg fell

He knew that he brewed illegal beer to sell and that he drove drugs across Alberta and British Colombia

But Brandon did not do that

He did not do any of that

He tried to be better than that.

A sound that he recognises; a sound that is getting nearer

And he pushes through the snow, and he thinks that maybe, if he can get to the sound, he can flee into the mountains and never come back.

Think about that." Greg drank some more of his beer and looked around the bar

And listen, I don't hate them for that

I just know that if we ask them for a small amount, then they can pay

If you ask for more, you have to wait, and then there is the risk that they contact the police

On that first day Brandon said no to the plan

He only knows that it was three in the afternoon when they first heard the sound of the police sirens.

The sound of the sirens was still in the distance, and Brandon thought that maybe they were still okay and that maybe they could leave; maybe they could escape together

But then there was that gunshot...

Six hours, that's it

So that's what they did: they took the kid as he walked into town

That is what Greg told the hotel, even if that part was not true.

He tried to escape from the truck that chased him, but he crashed on the highway

He is sure that the man with the gun is near.

Around the old but impressive school, there are green gardens and grounds that continue for miles, and at the windows of the building there are the thirty faces of serious young men, who watch them strangely.

After only two weeks of working with Smith, he already knows that it is best to just nod.

Write that down."

Don't you know that?"

Well, the problem is that we can't find one of our members of staff: Mr Fletcher."

"Sorry about that

"Is that strange?"

He's drunk somewhere; that's all this is

"Who's that?" Smith shouts.

Isn't that interesting?"

But there is something that does not make sense

He remembers hitting that idiot of a boy Harris because he made a mistake in the geometry class

And for a while he thought that he would die in the deep dark corner behind the wall

And he hopes that someone hears him soon.

"My God! Just look at that, Junior," Owen says with a smile, and he points to the valley and green forest below them

Junior said that to walk there was stupid, because they had a car, and despite all of Owen's arguments, the teenager did not change his mind.

Owen looks back at the car and hopes that no one can see it from the main road

The grass below their feet is green and fresh, the trees are heavy with leaves, and the air smells so good that Owen forgets about Junior's mood

"Smell that, Son

"Oh, that." And the boy pulls something out of his pocket, and Owen sees that it is his mp3 player.

"Wait a minute, Son, you don't need that today."

No, you don't need that today," he repeats, and he takes the mp3 player from the boy's hands, and he tries to avoid the angry look in the boy's dark eyes.

Junior does not like sports, he does not run, and the last time he came to the forest with Owen, he said that he was too cold and that the forest was boring.

But Owen does not like to think about that too much

Rhea says that it is just his age, and that all teenage boys prefer computer games and television to walks in the forest.

No, this time the sun is high and hot, and this time Owen has his old guns over his shoulder, and he remembers the way that Junior's expressionless face changed when he saw them the night before.

And Owen knew the boy was interested then, and for the first time in a long time he thought that maybe there was something they could do together

And Owen realises that the boy does not understand what poaching is.

That's a crime, that's illegal, but you still do that, don't you? Well, this is just like that

Junior looks a bit happier now, and for twenty minutes Owen talks to him about how to hold the gun and how to walk with it, while his son listens carefully and asks sensible questions that show a real interest

And Owen now notices that the boy actually looks a little bit like him after all and that he also smiles sometimes

Don't shoot unless I can clearly see that there is no one near the target

And don't forget there are two shots and that I should empty the gun before I give it back to you."

"Dad?" Junior whispers, and he looks scared "what's that noise? Is it the police?" And Owen signals him to be quiet

There is a snap from behind the trees, and Owen thinks that maybe he should put his gun down, in a bush, nice and carefully like he told Junior to do

Owen sees the boy throw the gun and tries to shout that it is just a deer, but it is too late

And he thinks that maybe next time they should just go to the cinema instead

I want to tell you a little story that I know

Now, it's not a very nice story, and I can't promise you that there will be a very happy ending

But it's a true story, and that's something that's very important to me, and I want you to remember that.

Yeah, you need to remember that the truth is important to me

And you know what? It's something that's very important to you too.

You see, there are two things you can do with a talent like that

But Jimmy, poor, stupid Jimmy, didn't know that

But worse than that was his next decision

I think he probably cheated to get that too

Some people say that the reason his casino is called Shark Pool is because Hank looks a little like a shark

Do you understand that, Jimmy? Do you know how many kids like you come into my casino? No? Hundreds, thousands

Did you hear that, Jimmy? So before I take this gag out of your mouth, and before you think about saying something stupid again, think about this

Did you really not think that we were watching you? We knew you were cheating

And yeah, that's why I came here

Is that a crime? Is that wrong?"

"Idiot! I always take the aces out of the pack and make sure that I get the kings," he says, and he goes back into his casino to play another game

But for a moment Clive and Kenny wait, stepping backwards so that the waves caused by the feeding frenzy do not get at them.

Sarah considers sitting on one of the seats by the wall of the tunnel, but she is so tired that she thinks that maybe she will fall asleep if she rests.

But there will be no fighting today: the few people that are here look half dead.

But that's life.

She cannot see his face because he has the hood of his sports jacket up, but he seems to be asleep, and there is something about his face that she does not like

He has a short beard and pale, unhealthy skin, and she thinks that his eyes are probably unkind.

The poor old woman must not feel too comfortable next to the noisy kids, but Sarah knows that they are okay: she can spot the bad kids from a mile away.

And when she hears the topic that they are talking about, she suddenly feels cold.

"I know, sick, isn't it? I mean, how many is that now?" asks another.

"Is it? Man, you know, the sick thing is that no one knows who it is

"How do you know that?"

And now there is silence in the carriage, and Sarah sees that everyone is listening to the conversation.

"I'm sorry, dear," the old woman says, and Sarah sees that the woman's cloth bag is touching her arm

She feels a cold shiver move over her body, and suddenly she thinks that she feels a little ill.

Is he watching her? She looks again and, yes, his hood is still covering his face, but she is sure that his eyes are focused on her.

You can't live like that

Sala and Cham live in an enormous overcrowded city that they are forbidden to leave, for their own protection: the world outside the city was contaminated during the wars.

The government uses most of the city's energy to build virtual simulations, so that people can experience beautiful places without actually going anywhere

Sala was so busy staring that she didn't look where she was going, and stepped into water up to her ankles.

"What was that about?" asked Niki, as they hurried on down the street

She could say with her hand on her heart that this year - her eighteenth - had been the best so far

It was crazy the way it did that, even after a whole year together.

that's so sweet of you!" Taste-pots were great, because they weren't expensive, but gave you the taste of something luxurious like double chocolate ice cream

She was on the top of a cliff looking down at a valley, with fields and forests that went on and on

Sala had soon found out that he lived near her, in an earth apartment

In a simulator, it was hard to forget that there were four walls just five or six steps away - but in a pod, you lost your awareness of the world around you

Then they changed to a sunny park, like the ones that their city used to have, and sat down to talk.

"They've developed these special pods that you can actually live in

"But who would want to do that?"

They're saying that the study programs in the pod will make you much more employable when you come out."

To get home quickly, they stepped onto one of the fast-moving walkways that stretched in all directions across the city.

"Who was that?" asked Cham.

"Yeah, that makes sense," Cham agreed

All at once, she was sure that something wasn't right.

"Is that you, Sala?" called a voice from somewhere above

Sala could see from her face that it hurt her to move like that

"Gran! Are you OK?" Sala put an arm around her, and made her sit down on the little bench that looked over the city.

What's more, there was a force field at the city boundary that was impossible to cross: there were alarms there that sensed your wrist chip before you even got close, and then government agents appeared in seconds to arrest you

There are tiny hairs inside that make you want to scratch

"So, your brother - that's..

I've always believed that he died in the outside world, in the contamination." She rolled the fruit between her fingers

"Gran, you never know! Maybe there are places outside the city that didn't get contaminated - where people survived."

Well, that's that, then," said Gran

But I don't know how he can afford something like that."

Don't mention that on the ultranet, she told herself

Story-streams were a little like the movies that people watched in the past

that pod thing."

"But that's the problem," said Cham

So I thought, hey, yes - that's a great idea, I don't have to actually do it-"

"Is this the Pod Life that Ding was talking about? The one where you live in a pod for two years?" Cham looked uncomfortable

"Oh." So that's why he was quiet

Sala knew that Apat loved it when Cham came with them to the center, because Cham always joked around with him

"Hey, don't look at me like that

"It doesn't sound like that." Sala banged her drink down

She managed not to say anything in front of her little brother, but Gran could see at once that she was upset.

You have to remember that his situation is different from yours

It was true, her family was very lucky, and she sometimes forgot that

It meant that she earned a regular salary, unlike Cham's parents, who were always worrying about money

"Oh! No." Sala's thoughts had been so full of Cham and Pod Life that she'd almost forgotten about it

"Well, I suppose I'm thinking that maybe, just maybe, there is still life in the outside world - and maybe someone from that world has found a way across the city boundary."

How wonderful to think that there might still be a different world out there - a world where you could do all those things for real!

There was a choice of lifelike views in 3D - not as clever as the illusions in the simulator, but they did help the family to forget, at times, that they lived deep under the ground.

"Because you're just lying in the pod, they're able to store all the heat energy that your body creates

you know that fruit the woman gave me?"

I love the way she talks about the past and all that

But that fruit - someone must have found it in a closet or somewhere."

She decided that they needed to talk about something different, because she'd come here to make things better, not worse.

I can see that all those units and the extra money would be useful

Sala realized now that Cham was ambitious

She would never want to prevent that - there were so few opportunities to succeed

She wanted to tell Cham right away that she hated the idea

Studying at home helped with overcrowding, used less energy, and made teaching easier: well, that's what the government said.

"In fact, I've been looking into that Pod Life thing that Ding told us about

I like to be independent, that's all

"But isn't that the point?" suggested Niki

Now that they were actually on their way, it was all so much fun.

"Oh! Don't say that," cried Sala

But that's the fantastic thing

The door recognized that they had tickets, and let them in

She led them toward a row of strange-looking pods that stood vertically

"Sooner than that

Cautiously, she tried moving her arms and legs, and found that it came naturally

And I loved it right at the end, when that big dolphin came up to you and lifted you out of the water."

it was you in there, wasn't it? Your voice sounded a bit different, but apart from that..."

"And then the dolphins were making all that noise, and we laughed about them talking to us -"

If you don't, that's it

They'd never had to make a big decision like this before, and she wished with all her heart that he wasn't making her choose

"Is that because of the packing equipment breaking?" asked Sala

"Well, they say they're offering high-level studies, so that's obviously good," said Mom cautiously

And I'd wish with all my heart that there was something better for you."

If that rose fruit came from outside, who knows what may be possible."

"I don't think you can depend on that, Gran," she said

Sala realized that for Gran, the rose fruit meant something real; it spoke of a world that Sala could only begin to imagine

Up on the roof, they talked about all the things that didn't really matter: what they'd eaten for dinner, the weather, Apat on the jumping machine..

"I heard that Palo has done the same as you

It's not really about that..

"I love that you're so hopeful." Cham drew her close, and kissed her

"It's not just that," she protested

Back at home that afternoon, Sala thought about Niki's words: it was true that because she was with Cham, life felt exciting

She chose one that Cham had recommended, about the Oil Wars

Cham sent her another message while she was on her way to say that he was in Space 46, and when she went in, he'd already chosen an illusion

"They've put in new nanobots that stay inside the equipment and check everything, every day

Cham's dad Tian knew how to fix the old equipment: that was his job

If only she'd seen that woman again...

"You can see that, can't you?"

"So, is that it? You've decided? For sure?"

It touched hers, and Sala saw that it was already holding something: a little paper note.

Give that to your grandmother." For a second, the woman moved a little closer

We know you can't leave your city, but now I hear that maybe messages can reach you, if you are still alive

I want you to know that I have a good, happy life with my wife

If you received one of the fruits, you know that this is true, and that it came from me

Here, we are free, and we have beauty all around us, but my heart breaks when I think of you trapped in that city, like a bird in a cage.

We think we can trust them, but we know that this letter could put you in danger

When they had all cried and hugged each other, it was the first thing that Sala thought of.

"Well, that's good," said Gran

If the government finds out that messages are getting through the force field and passing across the city boundary, there could be big trouble."

They were so close to the pod center that she was worried there might be government agents nearby

Wow! Imagine that: thinking your brother might be alive after all that time."

It's just that..

What more could she say? Cham's number one consideration right now was his family, and she couldn't stand in the way of that; but she wished that he would at least think about other possibilities.

After that, you'll have two days of tests, to check that your body is behaving normally under pod conditions."

We store that energy here."

Then that picture slowly disappeared, and a man took the woman's place

Was that it? Decision made? No more discussion? Cham hadn't even looked at her

Is that right?"

When she came toward the biggest walkway of all - the one that stretched right across the city - Sala's heart started beating faster

Before long, they passed through a district that Sala had never visited before

Here, the tower blocks seemed taller and more depressing than ever, built closely together so that the spaces between them were always in shadow

She looked very different now that she was in her own surroundings - more friendly and unthreatening

"I can't tell you that."

"So, was that note really from Gran's brother? Are people alive out there - outside the city? How did you get the note across the force field?" She had so many questions.

If that's true, she knows all about us

We needed to be sure that you would be on our side

And that you wouldn't talk."

At that moment, a door opened at the far end of the room, and a man appeared

"And that's our control center

Now, we're looking for people that the government is unlikely to miss

All the things that Gran had talked about

And apart from that, keep very, very quiet."