No breakfast, he’s had no dinner, hardly a mouthful of soup— since yesterday at tea. ” “You don’t. ‘That,’ he said stonily, ‘is yet another point over which we fell out. Cosette sat under the table, still as a mouse, fondling her pitiful doll. ” “It would suit me. “Not at all. She just sat and told me that was her arrangement. She was very satisfied about this. “But if you knew anything of that—” “I did.
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