She wore a wonderful dress of turquoise blue, made by a great dressmaker for a function which she knew very well now that she would never attend. "'Under the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie. "And so you'll turn highwayman, will you, you young dog?" continued the carpenter, cuffing him soundly,—"rob the mails, like Jack Hall, I suppose. The next moment his grasp relaxed, and he sank to rise no more. A lean young man in spectacles pursued her for some time, crying “Courage! Courage!” Somebody threw a dab of mud at her, and some of it got down her neck. You see, I—I am a woman worshipper. ‘I will fight to the death, if it needs. You will be under the eye of the best friend I have; and if you do not treat that child for what she is —an innocent angel—I promise to hunt you across the wide world and kill you with bare hands. And it is your own fault that your husband dallies with me. Cosette sat under the table, still as a mouse, fondling her pitiful doll. Set on unravelling her secrets, Gerald pursues every possible clue—much to the indignation of Mademoiselle.
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