" Bamboo and bead tinkled and slithered behind him. ‘You will please to tell this—this idiot to release me. You have shown an almost feverish anxiety to eliminate from your personal appearance all that reminded me of you —when we first met. Her figure was perfect,—tall, graceful, rounded,—and, then, she had deep liquid blue eyes, that rivalled the stars in lustre. It seemed as if all the precautions previously taken were here accumulated. 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. \" She opened the front door with her keys, stepping inside. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised.
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