They heard a manly voice shout:⁠—

“Vive la France! Long live France! Long live the future!”

They recognized the voice of Prouvaire.

A flash passed, a report rang out.

Silence fell again.

“They have killed him,” exclaimed Combeferre.

Enjolras glanced at Javert, and said to him:⁠—

“Your friends have just shot you.”

The Agony of Death After the Agony of Life