It was a shame that they had made such a fuss, she thought as he arrived. She taught him how to sail a proa, how to hack open a milk-coconut, how to relish bamboo sprouts. That old chap has a remarkable range in reading. The shape of the head, the height and breadth of the brow, the angle of the nose, the cut of the chin and jaws, all were fine, of a type she had never before looked upon closely. Her pa was only the smithy. There must be real Valjeans, else how could authors write about them? Supposing some day she met one of these astonishing creators, who could make one cry and laugh and forget, who could thrill one with love and anger and tenderness? Most of us have witnessed carnivals. Never glance sideways at man.
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