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“I don’t think she quite sees the harm of those people or the sort of life to which they would draw her,” she said. For although I must confess it reads very much like an application or a testimonial or some such thing as that, I can assure you I am writing this in fear and trembling with a sinking heart. But a doll that rolled its eyes and had flaxen hair! Except for the manual labour—there had been natives to fetch and carry—she and Cosette were sisters in loneliness. He went over his interview with her again, their conversation at dinner-time. Then she cursed herself for his eyes went to the letter and came back to her face. As his eyes adjusted, he was able to make out the great shrouded shapes of the furniture.
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