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” He said as Cathy took his coat and alternately handed him back his bouquet of red roses. But he could only discern a black and shapeless mass, floating upon the water at a little distance, which, to his bewildered fancy, appeared absolutely standing still. Already Cosette was her chosen friend. ‘So it was. There would be no moon. That's one of the troubles with young folks: they take themselves so seriously. "To Newgate," cried Jonathan, putting his head out of the window. On Tuesday night, she was rather better, and I had left her for a short time, as I thought, asleep on the sofa in the little parlour of which she is so fond —" "Well," exclaimed Jack. No: I must face it out.
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