1. Already Cosette was her chosen friend. They tracked the fugitive to the Mint; but, like hounds at fault, they here lost all scent of their prey. And she is very young, younger than her years. She was in ill trim for walking, but somehow or other she made her way as far as the Champs Elysées, and sank down upon an empty seat. By the time he had reached the summit of this hill, he had lost all trace of them; and the ardour of the chase having in some measure subsided, he began to reproach himself for his folly, in having wandered—as he conceived—so far out of his course. A thing which had mystified her since childhood, a smouldering wonder why it should be, and until now she had never felt the urge to investigate. “I want to inquire,” said Ann Veronica. "But they will find the evidences of slaughter in the other room,—the table upset,—the bloody cloth,— the dead man's sword,—the money,—and my memorandum, which I forgot to remove. You're a queer lad. "Good Lord!—cannibals?" "Aye. Admire her as much as you choose—at a distance. Mr. ” “Pretty name. She dreaded living off the land again, like an animal, as she had done for dozens of years at a stretch.
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