There must be real Valjeans, else how could authors write about them? Supposing some day she met one of these astonishing creators, who could make one cry and laugh and forget, who could thrill one with love and anger and tenderness? Most of us have witnessed carnivals. ” “I have been through dozens of foster parents, John. By the light of a torch borne at the stern of the hostile wherry, he saw that the pursuers had approached within a short distance of the object of their quest. Get you gone. As soon as he gets into blue water, he'll think no more of pitching the boy overboard than of lighting his pipe. She had, it was true, accepted doubtfully the pen he had offered. Presently she was again in that dreadful tavern of the Thénardiers. Anna sighed as she reflected that her sister had simply revelled in her indiscretions.
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