Take
your pick, Mrs. "
"In what way, Sir?" demanded Trenchard, in astonishment. Time was moving so fast, she could no longer count the days since Gosse
had come to her with his preposterous suggestion at the Coq d’Or, where they
were staying and where he had robbed her and left her and Martha to their fate. He had got here at speed by that means. When she saw
however that this man was a stranger, and obviously harmless, her expression
changed as though by magic. However, come along. He was, in fact, quite eager to go on
living. And we men would work for them and serve them in loyal
fealty. “And where are YOU going?” he said. 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.
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