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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. " "I'll never understand. ” “Yes, yes. It doesn’t matter. A vague desire to justify himself ruffled her father. Then she looked at her aunt, and traced with a curious eye the careful arrangement of her hair, her sharp nose, the little drooping lines of mouth and chin and cheek. But the free arm of the stranger hit him a flail-like blow on the chest and sent him sprawling into the yielding sand. ” “Who cooked it all?” He asked. .
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