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They even threatened to cut the traces and take off the wheels from the carriage. He accepted the glass of wine, and bowed. “The rarefied air? I thought you had a better head. Cosette sat under the table, still as a mouse, fondling her pitiful doll. "No," replied Jonathan, moodily. Free! All the fine ecstasy, without the numbing terror.
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