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" "I'll not forget it. . That handsome, finely drawn face belonged to a soul with clean ideals. Some day she wanted to be loved as Marius loved Cosette; but there was another character which bit far more deeply into her mind. It was instantly answered by the deep note of St. ” She groaned aloud and bowed her forehead to her knees. Besides those who conducted themselves more peaceably, the conductors of the procession noticed with considerable uneasiness, large bands of men armed with staves, bludgeons, and other weapons, who were flying across the field in the same direction. Before the congregation separated, the clergyman descended from the pulpit; and, followed by the coffin-bearers and mourners, and by Jack at a respectful distance, entered the churchyard. It was a bright and beautiful day: so bright, so beautiful, that even her sad heart was cheered by it. At length, she suddenly started to her feet; and before Winifred could prevent her, staggered up to Thames. You’ll end there one day, mark my words. Things were thrown here and there, to be taken up, or again cast aside, as the whim arose; while the broken-backed chairs and crazy table bore the marks of many a conflict. There was a pause, while the steel grey eyes sliced at her.
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