“Javert,” Jean says looking not at Javert, but at the rushing waters of the Seine below. “If you are to throw yourself into the river, throw only your name.”
“My name, Valjean?” Javert asks, catching Jean’s eye.
“Leave Javert here, and come with me, another man.”
“Men cannot change,” Javert replies.
“They can. Throw your name into the river, and come with me. I shall prove it to you.”