"You are out betimes this morning, Mr. Cosette sat under the table, still as a mouse, fondling her pitiful doll. Spurling? Why, if Captain Sheppard should get off, it 'ud be fifty guineas out of my way. At any rate, here I am, and here I shall be, twenty thousand feet above all your poison-reeking cities, up where God’s wind comes fresh from heaven, very near indeed to the untrodden snows. His friendship seemed a thing worth having.
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