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‘Think it’s worth getting some sort of light and following her down there?’ asked Roding. So far the boy's mind was clear. In the floor were set four ring-bolts, about nine feet apart. Then Capes’ footsteps approached. She throws a sort of spell over us all. It’s made up of things as small as the diameter of hairs and big as life and death. But a doll that rolled its eyes and had flaxen hair! Except for the manual labour—there had been natives to fetch and carry—she and Cosette were sisters in loneliness.
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