Presently she was again in that dreadful tavern of the Thénardiers. ‘I was not born to this. Everywhere I went and rapped at a door I found behind it another dreadful dingy woman—another fallen queen, I suppose— dingier than the last, dirty, you know, in grain. You have nothing more to fear from Wild. Wood, and you'll find that I've spoken the truth. When he returned from pissing, he sat down with her. "What a very remarkable thing it is," he observed, applying to his snuff-box, "that Thames Darrell, whom we all supposed dead,"—Kneebone in his heart sincerely wished he had been so,—"should turn out to be alive after all. Abruptly she desisted, recoiled, and turned and fled up-stairs. He had adroitly captured her and led her away from her other guests on the pretext of feigning an interest in her charitable attitude to the newly arrived French.
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