"Did you write it?" "No. She ought to have written at once and told him exactly what had happened. His countenance was almost as white and rigid as that of the corpse by his side. “How ridiculous! Fancy you with all that money! For heaven’s sake, though, do not go about playing the Don Quixote like this. Wanting his coat, when he must have known that the pockets were empty! But the effort to talk had cost him something. Some day she wanted to be loved as Marius loved Cosette; but there was another character which bit far more deeply into her mind. She tolerated spitballs in her curly hair and had to buy a new backpack when hers was stolen. Without a word or a gesture, the Wastrel turned and staggered forth, out of the orbit of these two, having been thrust into it for a single purpose already described.
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