Cosette sat under the table, still as a mouse, fondling her pitiful doll. Every house-top, every window, every wall, every projection, had its occupants. Sheppard, with startling eagerness. She was at the end of girlhood and on the eve of a woman’s crowning experience. At once. ” She spoke with a certain asperity. The flowers and turf, a wild strawberry, a rare butterfly, and suchlike little intimate things had become more interesting than mountains. ’ Colour suffused the man’s face.
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