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"I say we, because Miss Rachel and I have struck up a match. . ’ Shock spread across her lovely features. Let him not bear the weight of my punishment. Come along home, Ruth. Every man in her life had betrayed her one way or another. In fact, I order you to do so. ‘Léonore, then?’ She shook her head animatedly, enjoying his attention. He was caked with dried muck. I'm not particular what or where. She packed her backpack with a change of clothes, some rags, and her old length of piano wire. There must be real Valjeans, else how could authors write about them? Supposing some day she met one of these astonishing creators, who could make one cry and laugh and forget, who could thrill one with love and anger and tenderness? Most of us have witnessed carnivals.
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