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Already Cosette was her chosen friend. ‘Monsieur Charvill thought perhaps that his daughter would find not a welcome. Her mind turned and accused itself of having been cold and hard. A narrow passage at the north of the Stone Hall led to the Bluebeard's room of this enchanted castle, a place shunned even by the reckless crew who were compelled to pass it. She hung about his chair, followed him to the door, touched his sleeve timidly, all the while striving to pronounce the words which refused to rise to her tongue. But I’m going to-day. D.
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