Cosette sat under the table, still as a mouse, fondling her pitiful doll. As the time when his identity had to be proved approached, this rigour was, in a trifling degree, relaxed, and a few persons were occasionally admitted to the ward, but only in the presence of Austin. He pulled away. His mind was busy with a résumé of yesterday's unusual events. ’ ‘You need not be a nun,’ he said, leaning towards her. His father was one of my old customers, and I am happy to find his son treading in his steps. Nothing could exceed the dismay of these personages when they learnt why they had been summoned.
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