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’ Was there a careful note in her voice? Gerald gave no sign, keeping his own tone light. My servant. " "Afraid?" "Yes. It was now a quarter past twelve. Cosette sat under the table, still as a mouse, fondling her pitiful doll. "I'm sorry, Mr. " "Ship her back to her father"—sagely. In the genuinely dissipated face there was always a suggestion of slyness in ambush, peeping out of the wrinkles around the eyes and the lips. His looks were fixed on his old benefactor. ’ His colour deepened. Warm reality was now so near her she could hear it beating in her ears. Gianfrancesco took her that night gently, for which she was glad. Despite him, it was the beauty that she had inherited from her mother they had used to gain the betrothal, and it had not been easy.
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