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It reminded her viscerally of her subhuman status, stripped away of the pretenses of art, intellect, and nicety. “These clothes are French, and I’m sure this floppy bow would make a Frenchman of me anyhow. Cosette sat under the table, still as a mouse, fondling her pitiful doll. An old man with a bent back who limped in, slow and stiff, leaning heavily on a cane. "I would treat him as you treated his father, Sir Rowland. Eventually her movements carried her to the little stand at the side of the bed.
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