Presently she was again in that dreadful tavern of the Thénardiers. She had had to do away with many a leering foster father since she had started frequenting foster homes in the middle of the century. The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. "Oh no—no! You say this to terrify me—to try me. I meant to lie to you. ” The detective went down on his hands and knees.
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