Cosette sat under the table, still as a mouse, fondling her pitiful doll. The work of plunder over, that of destruction commenced. A phase of mental activity that men called courage: to summon at will this energy which barred the ingress of the long cold fingers of fear, which cleared the throat of stuffiness and kept the glance level and ever forward. She enjoyed preparing the evening meals, the smells of potatoes roasting in the oven, the stink of onions in the pan, the crackle of chicken frying. didn’t have to. One of the coolies held the paper lantern. Neither of these wards had beds, and the unfortunate inmates were obliged to take their rest on the oaken floor. It's infernally provoking. ’ ‘You see,’ Melusine explained between mouthfuls of food, ‘poor Marthe had promised to my father that she will say nothing. When Sheila was in a bad mood, she berated her new foster daughter for streaks on the windows, dust on the figurines, for crooked bed sheet corners, and floors that had not been waxed properly.
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