The tears were streaming down her face, her voice was thick with sobs. Below her stretched a valley of rich meadowland, of yellow cornfields, and beyond moorland hillside glorious with purple heather and golden gorse. As he looked around, he beheld an incessant stream of passengers hurrying on below. Her body went into spasm. ‘Certainly this is true,’ she managed. Some day she wanted to be loved as Marius loved Cosette; but there was another character which bit far more deeply into her mind.
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