47, straightening her hat and waiting for her luggage to appear. But a doll that rolled its eyes and had flaxen hair! Except for the manual labour—there had been natives to fetch and carry—she and Cosette were sisters in loneliness. His pride, however, would not suffer him to interfere with their proceedings; much less could he bring himself to acknowledge that he had been in the wrong, and entreat Lady Trafford to remain, though he was well aware that her life might be endangered if she travelled by night. He carried a small bag. It isn’t because you’re good, but because I may be rotten bad; and there’s something—something living and understanding in you. For some days we shall be very idle there among the trees and rocks.
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