Mercy was screaming in pain and the prison's nurses were all bustling around her. She was giving birth to her baby. The doctor was standing at the end of bed and said, "The baby is coming, Mercy, you need to push." With each push, Mercy's screams grew louder. After an hour of pushing and pain, Mercy's baby was born. The doctor cleaned off the healthy, baby boy and handed him to Mercy.
"What's his name, Mercy?" Mercy was sweating and panting from all the pain she'd been through and she said in between pants, "Henri Javert."
Mercy spent a few days in the infirmary with her son. She was eventually strong enough to begin working again. She spent her time sewing clothes for the other prisoners. She was sentenced to 4 years for stealing the bread and given another 5 for prostitution. Mercy was given an extra 10 years for trying to escape. She was going to spend the rest of her life in the prison. The birth had weakened her but her little boy was strong and healthy. He could get out one day. He might make himself into something but the Inspector thought it unlikely. Scum do not change their ways of life.