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She was the soul of discretion, so silent, so trustworthy, one could tell her everything, and so on.
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He had received his legacy. She had told him a truth. She had stepped off the kerb to rejoin her lover.
The man paid no attention to anyone and he ate with frightful voracity.
But at that moment when Jean Valjean stopped at the foot of the bed this cloud was rent asunder as if expressly, and a moonbeam passing through the tall window suddenly illumined the Bishop's pale face.
He could see her now sitting next to old Sir Edward; and making a conquest of that formidable old man, his chief.
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