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But when he looked again, there she was! "I don't understand," he said, finally. Cosette sat under the table, still as a mouse, fondling her pitiful doll. It could only mean one thing—that her foster daughter was both a whore and a murderer! When Sheila confronted her about it, it was five in the morning.
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